And In Between Me And You A Starfilled Sky

And a whisper of Song.

[101maverick]

🌞Welcome!🌞

Hello! My name is Maverick, I’m a 🧍‍♀️ gorl 🧍‍♀️of legal drinking age and I’m happy to be alive and able to share the experience with you all, until the planet burns down :P

Requests are open but i have serious motivation issues so i can’t guarantee anything

📜My ao3📜

I’m TheMightyHarveyDent on ao3, if you wanna check it out!

📸About Me📸

I’m a first-year university student of Political sciences and international relations. I’m still figuring out politics and where i stand on different issues tho, landscape’s batty and every orientation is in some capacity hijacked by fringe extremists and Trump has gone officially crazy sooo yeah :P

I’m christian, but the Fun Kind™️ (i’m a catholic)

I like writing poetry and fanworks sometimes, and when I do I like sharing it here with you guys.

Other interests of mine are crocheting, knitting, listening to music and reading, and I also really love photography! I’m hoping to get a camera as soon as possible via vintage shop hunting.

✒️📖Masterlist📖🖋️

Here is my masterlist! This is where i keep links to all my works posted here: poetry, fan fiction, oneshots, aus, requests, headcanons, everything pf the sort!

🏷️Maverick’s Tags🏷️

These tags are used to organise content on my blog! Here they are:

#maverick’s top tier list: this is for works i read on here or recommendations i post for the best works I have personally read! They range from silly goofy stuff that makes me laugh to more serious pieces.

#maverick’s tbr list: this is for works I find here that I plan on reading/ am in the middle of reading, so I can keep tabs on them and you can find something interesting to read!

#maverick’s prompt fill: this is for those posts where I fill the prompts you send me in the request inbox! The answers can be oneshots, headcanons, considerations and the like.

#maverick’s tag list: this is a tag for you guys to use! Just reblog my works with this tag and I’ll tag you whenever the story you used the tag for updates/ whenever I post any of my works!

#maverick answers: this is for whenever I answer an ask, no matter the kind.

Have Fun On My Blog :P

[sunlitlemonade]

abt to sound like a contrarian little cunt but i gotta say. 'jason pretends he doesnt care but he really does' being a pervading perception of his character remains extremely baffling to me. the fact that he cares a lot & thinks that others do not care enough [&! he makes it known!] has been THE point of contention between him & the bats for as long as i can remember & we're all just going to sit here & say he's some grumpy fuckwad with a hidden heart of gold. like. excuse me but he wears his bleeding heart on his fucking leather sleeve can we please get real for one fucking second. please

[101maverick]

just five months ago, I had a light in my eyes.

I was innocent, and loved talking to anyone I came across.

Then I turned 18. And I started going to a bar frequently with my roommate. Just for fun, to do something in the evenings and chat, I don't like drinking.

Then on the second day of april, i was drunk and a 23 year old man leaned in to kiss me. I didn't think on the spot, I just said "I don't like doing things in front of others".

We went somewhere else. He said "why don't you cry a little?". We kissed. I didn't like it.

I didn't say anything. I was drunk. I didn't think.

We ended up in his car. I was okay. I just said "i don't want to do anything but kiss".

He said "I won't do anything you won't like".

I didn't like what came next. I didn't like how he kissed me, how he kept trying to see my bare chest even after multiple reprimands, how he put his hand between my legs and started moving his hand on top of my trousers.

I said "if you want to, you can touch under my bra". I don't know why I said it. I wasn't thinking.

I wasn't thinking. I wasn't feeling. The lights were on, but no one was home.

I moved my lips a little. I didn't do anything else.

I looked sad.

At one point he asked "why do you look like that".

I didn't answer.

He kept kissing me.

At one point I said "Let's stop soon, I need to go to the bathroom".

He said "me too".

We talked a tiny bit. He asked me something. I didn't answer. He put pressure on me with the hand between my legs.

He was smiling and bracing. He had glee in his eyes.

I asked "why did you do that?".

He said "because you said it hurt when I did".

When we got back to the bar and I met up with my friend, I told her I wasn't feeling well.

I did something I regretted.

I didn't think.

I went home.

At home, I cried.

I could feel.

I don't have a light in my eyes anymore.

[foxmulders]

it’s crazy how much you can read if you read

[unwanteddahlia]

I’m still alive and I joined a new fandom

And since I can’t stop obsessions here we go

Can you spot the little megumi Easter eggs

[moonlightengel]

Forgot to add my no background version

[phoenixremix69]

Imagine a JJK AU where Heavenly Restrictions weren't just a one off case by case basis, but a hard fast rule of Cursed Energy

It'd really be an interesting take on a shounen, where physical and magical abilities often go hand in hand, were instead made inverse

A wirld where the strongest sorcerer in the world is basically a walking corpse that can't take a solid haymaker from a normal man to the chest without dying, making Limitless even more invaluable

A world where extremely weak sorcerers like Miwa and Mai were more invaluable than some grade two's because they could actually run a mile without passing out

A world where Sukuna is still an extreme anomaly because he absorbed his non-sorcerer brother giving him both the health and vitality of a normal human combined with a sorcerer's power

[crumplstiltskin]

there he go again

[denkilightning]

can i yap abt a personal grievance. i.. don't like the hc that when sukuna corrects yuuji abt hydrangeas hes lying abt pulling it from megumis memories. cuz flowers are a fushiguro thing. flowers are a tsumiki thing specifically. ofc megumi knows it. but yes sukuna IS a lying liar who lies so i get where ppl pull the hc from.

you can always come here to yap about personal grievances. i Love personal grievances as long as they fit into my little echo chamber of opinions (lmao)

see, because sukuna is a lying liar who lies i think hes kinda double lying here - as in hes both lying and lying about lying. what do i mean by that??

you are so right that flowers are a fushiguro thing. and its not just that - in the broader narrative of the story, almost the entirety of nature symbolism and symbols connects back to the fushiguros - nature and the natural order of things, the blessings among curses - flowers (this scene and tsumikis symbolism), animals (ten shadows), the human drag path (tojis role in gojo v toji/demigod vs man, toji tracking geto and riko by footprins and smell and whatever the hell, tsumiki being the symbol of humanity), the elements (water, water, water), the stars (tsumiki teaching meg about constellations), the life giving harmony of light and shadow, The Fucking Dharma Wheel Of Harmony And Natural Order

so yeah of course they know flowers, especially ones common enough to be in public parks

but i also think its true that sukuna knows those flowers. because sukuna used to be a member of high society and the heians were all about flowery (forgive the pun) bullshit - art, poetry, melancholy and high brow literature.

but those flowers in sukunas lying liar brain symbolise his connection to humanity - something that has chewed and spit him out (ableism!! the entire foundation of his character is about a person rejecting humanity after life long suffering of dehumanization due to ableism!!!) and the entire conversation in yuujis domain is about sukuna still rejecting and refusing to acknowledge his own humanity

(which is why sukufushis last conversation stings that much deeper - they had their souls intertwined, they each rejected their own personhood and humanity at one point or another, megumi knows what that is like, he understands it about sukuna - so his last words to him are acknowledging sukunas humanity. hes no curse nor calamity, hes as mammal and man as the rest of them, scared of death. sukuna tells him "how can you live a normal life?" because he could never, not after everything he went through and refuses to consider and megumi tells him "i never intended to live a normal life" because megumi couldnt either, and thats okay. megumi tells him "im glad youre just a man", because if theres one natural omen of death in that conversation, its megumi)

so sukuna told the truth that megumi knows hydrangeas. sukuna lied about only knowing it due to megumi. because sukuna also knows hydrangeas.

because megumi is the one piece of humanity still left in him, reignited after incarnation, and sukuna would and did die before admitting that to anyone. partially even to himself.

and thats kind of how they work in the broader context of the narrative - we can infer how and why sukuna is the way he is, because of the many parallels between him and megumi. theyre built on the same fucking wavelength. i dont know if ive ever said it on here, but under any other circumstances theyd be inseparable in a good way. from soulmates (derogatory) itd be soulmates (affectionate)

[101maverick]

life advice needed!

Hey guys, so i'm kinda struggling here and i need some advice.

I've finished my first year of university, and since one month after starting i have been having doubts about wether i like Political Sciences and International Relations, my course.

I don't like politics, economics, don't want to work in public administration or become a diplomat/politician, and don't really like the idea of working for a multinational that sucks souls for money. The most appealing job to me with this degree would be becoming part of some corporation?s think tank for investment planning, but again i don't really like the prospect of working for a big company.

The main reason i think i'd like that job is the analysis part of it, because i like the idea of analysing the overall situation in a given country as if i were getting info for a documentary about it, but i don't know how sold i am on the idea.

I have to clarify i do not have mandatory attendance and missed most classes due to one thing or the other.

Now, i have been considering changing and going to the academy of fine arts for Restoration of historical artifacts for a long time, but i'm still not sure i should make the change.

There is no guarantee i'd get in, and if i do not i will have to go back to my hometown. there is a logistics question regarding money and the lease i have on my apartment, and overall my parents were very happy with the course i'm currently in and i don't want to disappoint them. Matter of fact, i already tried telling them i wanted to quit in may but i ended up remaining because talking with them i convinced myself that it was the course for me.

after may i still had doubts tho, so that's why i'm still thinking about changing.

It's just that now i'm not even really sure why i am in doubt about my current course? it's like all the fight has left me, and i just don't care anymore.

I spent so much time this past year despairing and crying and venting to friends, telling them about how i don't want to end up with an office job for a company without morals, that i don't think i'm smart enough for a job like that anyways, tasks and corporate socialising both, that i love working with my hands and that this Restoration course has both the scientific and literary subjects i like and i don't have doubts about liking the course, yada yada...

and now just nothing. i don't know why, but i feel nothing when i think about this entire situation. it's like i've given up already, but if these doubts remain i don't want to waste more of my parents' money with this course. maybe i should take a year to think about this, get some work experience, document myself and sort myself out.

I should mention that exam season has just ended and i have been sleeping less than four hours every "night" (i've been going to sleep at 6am), have eaten around one meal a day (if that) and alternating between stressing out and studying for i don't know how many weeks. So my health condition might have something to do with this.

Idk if anyone's actually gonna bother to read all this and help me out by telling me their thoughts, but i felt the need to scream my situation into the void because i don't know what to do and it feels like my brain has put a roadblock on the whole decision-making progress.

[cutecipher]

whether or not men benefit from feminism has no bearing on whether feminism is worthwhile

[cutecipher]

put another way. i dont care about how men are impacted by feminism

[cutecipher]

already have people mad about this. okay here's another take. men should be feminists for no benefit.

[dogpuppy]

[riritzuu]

happy nanami day to those who celebrate 🌊✨

[demonius-darkblade]

hate how they forced bugs bunny into anti-weed propaganda in the 90s, as if bugs bunny wouldn’t love smoking weed 

[clayboy2000-deactivated20210427]

To be perfectly fair, bugs bunny would also love taking money for starring in anti-weed propaganda and then using said money to buy weed

[violencevoyager-deactivated2022]

bugs bunny is not real 

[zvaigzdelasas]

[riotd]

i’m very self aware. which unfortunately hasn’t solved anything

[writing-prompt-s]

You’re a regular office worker born with the ability to “see” how dangerous a person is with a number scale of 1-10 above their heads. A toddler would be a 1, while a skilled soldier with a firearm may score a 7. Today, you notice the reserved new guy at the office measures a 10.

[captain-acab]

You decide it’s best to find out what you can about this person. Cautiously, you approach his desk. He’s a handsome man, tall, but with a disarming smile. How could such a friendly guy with such cute, dorky glasses be dangerous?

You extend your hand. “I noticed you’re new here. What’s your name?”

He shakes your hand warmly. His gaze is piercing, as if he’s looking right through you. “The name’s Clark,” he says. “So, how long have you worked for the Daily Planet?”

[misscrazyfangirl321]

This one wins.

[janothar]

It’s been a few weeks, and one of Clark’s friends shows up.  She’s pretty and all, enough muscle that she must work out.  First thought would be that she should be maybe a 6.

Clark’s introducing her around.  “This is my good friend, Diana, she’s in from out of town.”

You blink, and take a step back in fear.  You’ve never seen an 11 before.

[aniseandspearmint]

The day Bruce Wayne shows up for his long promised interview with Lois Lane, you can’t help it, the mug your holding drops from your fingers and sends a shock of hot coffee and ceramic shards across the floor.

Clark stops a few feet away and squints at you worriedly from behind those ridiculous glasses you’re 99% sure he doesn’t actually need, and asks tentatively, “Everything all right?”

You ignore him in favor of staring at the inky dark numerals hovering over the beaming fool gesticulating some fantastic yacht story for a gaggle of secretaries and minor columnists.

That’s it. Your gift has officially gone haywire. There is no other explanation. Because there is absolutely no way that Brucie Wayne is a 10.

[petitstar]

At this point, you’ve seen it all. Miled manner reporters and billionaires at a 10 and a model-like woman at 11. You were really starting to doubt your power. The day you really stopped believeing in it was when Bruce Wayne came for another visit, and this time with a kid. The kid couldn’t be more than 10 years old, a bit on the short side.

He was an 8.

[lainathewitch]

The day you started believing in it again was when you saw on tv the formation of something called the justice league.

There were those same numbers over superman, batman, wonder woman and robin. That’s when you put two and two together. You wonder how nobody at the daily planet noticed that Clarke was Superman with glasses. You wonder why you didn’t notice. You wonder why nobody put two and two together that Diana Prince and Wonder Woman looked exactly the same. You look in the mirror as the realization hit you and you see your own number change from a 3 to a 9.

[ribbonsflyingoutthewindow]

I don’t think I’ve ever actually reblogged this magnificent post and that’s shame.

[dc-comics-heritage-posts]

dc comics heritage post

[digitalcactusblog]

I firmly believe that after Nobara dies, she leaves Yuuji her hammer in her will—with the explicit demand that he has to get it melted down and made into brass knuckles because she wants to be "kicking ass from beyond the grave"