hc that when juno and rita hang out outside of work they hang out on the other’s couch in their jammies and watch project runway. juno always roots for the person with the worst outfit because he feels a personal connection to their Trash™ aesthetic. rita, who we all know has fabulous taste, is personally offended. they end up screaming at the tv when things don’t go how they want like they’re watching a sports game.

Personally, I’m a mess of conflicting impulses—I’m independent and greedy and I also want to belong and share and be a part of the whole. I doubt that I’m the only one who feels this way. It’s the core of monster making, actually. Wanna make a monster? Take the parts of yourself that make you uncomfortable—your weaknesses, bad thoughts, vanities, and hungers—and pretend they’re across the room. It’s too ugly to be human. It’s too ugly to be you. Children are afraid of the dark because they have nothing real to work with. Adults are afraid of themselves.
Oh we’re a mess, poor humans, poor flesh—hybrids of angels and animals, dolls with diamonds stuffed inside them We’ve been to the moon and we’re still fighting over Jerusalem. Let me tell you what I do know: I am more than one thing, and not all of those things are good. The truth is complicated. It’s two-toned, multi-vocal, bittersweet. I used to think that if I dug deep enough to discover something sad and ugly, I’d know it was something true. Now I’m trying to dig deeper.
—  Richard Siken, Spork Editor’s Pages: Black Telephone

i was never supposed to draw this au more than once but turns out i can never stop underestimating how weak i am


I’ve been crying over Pearl’s song about Rose for days. It hurts that Pearl lost Rose, the person she gave everything to spend her whole life with, somewhat due to Steven who she loves dearly as her own child. Pearl and Steven’s relationship is so complicated but Pearl loves Steven in spite of and because of Rose and I just


Stranger Things appreciation week // day six » favorite scene

El are you okay? 


i’m slowly learning my way around clip studio paint and condy was such a good subject - she has such a nice color scheme!

(ps I’m taking commissions - if you think this is cool you should check it out!)


Their relationship is like this soft progression. The love Clara had for Eleven carries onto Twelve, and so does her expectations. Clara doesn’t expect him to return her affections, but in this iteration of the Doctor, he doesn’t think he deserves them. Twelve, he doesn’t do hugs at first because it’s a lie and he hates them in his self loathing way. But soon he needs them, needs to mask what his face might betray. Still, Clara catches on and when she dies, she thinks she knows how much he loves her and tells him not to say it, or it would make it impossible to say goodbye. But in the Cloisters, Clara comes to the horrible realization that the Doctor loves her so much more, so much more than his own life. She knows then that they have to say it this time. Say the words to each other before it’s too late.


Where would we be without tomorrows?

What we’d have instead are todays. And if that was the case, with you, I’d hope for the longest day for today. I’d fill today with you, doing everything I’ve ever loved. I’d laugh, I’d talk, I’d listen and learn, I’d love, I’d love, I’d love. I’d make every day today and spend them all with you, and I’d never worry about tomorrow, when I wouldn’t be with you. And when that dreaded tomorrow comes for us, please know that I didn’t want to leave you, or be left behind, that every single moment spent with you were the best times in my life.