#{muse thoughts}

[memesomething]

look, in a purely realistic, objective sense, you are loved. like who do you think you are???? you're not the perfect single exception to the rule of the world that you are in this universe and there are people and animals who love you. god. like, do you think the first time you babbled laughter at the cornerstore nobody thought "it's lovely to hear that baby laugh"? do you think if you put out a call right now to literally a collection strangers on the bus they'd say you didn't matter to them and you aren't loved? do you think there is any actual shortage of love in this world where people can't make their elastic hearts wider, broader, bigger, to include you if they get the chance, that they can only ration their love out like squares of chocolate in a war?

even down as far as the pets you've lost, either their love for you still counts or it doesn't but i sort of think you might as well still decide it counts. why decide that doesn't matter anymore. why decide how they felt about you doesn't matter. there is so so much love in the world. it does not get rationed. it gets shared and shared and shared and shared and shared and shared and shared. meeting you is literally a one in almost-now-eight-BILLION chance, there are people in your life who treasure you or who COULD treasure you or who are willing to sit with you at your worst moments. there are hotlines where absolute complete strangers have paid hundreds of dollars to go through training to spend their time volunteering on the other end of the line for people like you to call when you feel like there is nobody there.

there is love in this world and you are included. i know sometimes that SUCKS, honestly. but there IS love in this world and you ARE included even if it's not in shapes or forms you recognise or in the places you want it to be coming from. there IS love in this world. You ARE included. yk

[thetoaddaddy]

I think the most tragic things about Jiraiya is that he knows he’s no one’s favourite. He’s no one’s top choice or closest friend. He’s kinda like the ‘floater friend’ in that regard. Never had a best friend. Never made his own chosen family. Never came across anyone’s minds as first choice. And he knows if he died out in the sticks no one would notice he was gone.

[writers-amusing-muses]

I would like to relate the following story that occurred a few months ago:

I went foraging for flowers during gym and some of the flowers I picked turned out to be weeds that smelled vaguely garlicky.

Fast forward to when I came home to my apartment later that day. There was an unfamiliar man checking in with our front desk (it's a security measure that tradesmen and first time visitors check-in with the receptionists at the desk) and I overheard him tell our receptionist that he's going to an apartment on the 7th floor.

I decided to be a little shit and not say anything, and pretend I'm just standing and waiting for the elevator like any other normal person. Both of us eventually get on the elevator. Without a word, I press the button for the 7th floor, and for my floor (the fifth). This random guy lets out a little "oh", and kind of freezes momentarily, wondering how I guessed his floor.

Remember how I said the weeds smelled vaguely garlicky? Well apparently if you're enclosed in a badly ventilated area, the smell becomes noticeable. So I'd like you all to imagine that this short girl who is holding flowers and is smelling vaguely of garlic is standing with you in the elevator, has just guessed your floor number (correctly), and says nothing but an enthusiastic "have a great day!' as she gets off the elevator.

[snomoscribbles]

Nanui Tidbit #4

Nanui is a giant cry baby. Not in an 'Im easily upset' kind of way. But in a 'there are types of tears for every occasion' kind of way. He gets super excited? Cries. Give him a special present? Cries. He gets super frustrated? Cries. His nephews do something super cute? Cries. He gets hella sad? Cries. The only emotion Nanui doesn't have tears for is when he's angry. He becomes unnervingly placid and monotone. Which given how excitable and emotional he is is very off-putting.

[spacepiratericky]

My muse is scared of you to a cartoonish extent

(( Probably Toxic Rick, yeah? That's too funny! If it's someone else, please tell me! I love it when people are scared of her.))

[calamitysshatteredson]

Last night my partner happened to mention that we never actually see/hear how Sephiroth addresses his superiors, because he treats Lazard like an equal and completely ignores Hojo. And I, tired-typing stream of consciousness as I was, responded, "That's because he doesn't speak to them, he's spoken to."

...It has been haunting me all day so now I'm dropping it here. You're welcome.

[thornsinthesoull]