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chaot1c0
chaot1c0

nerves - satoru g.

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I'm starving rn but I got inspired by my friend

satoru x reader

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satoru sighed, dragging a hand down his face. he groaned, removing his hand and opening his eyes to stare down at his phone once again. he had his phone open to your and his shared messages and there was an unfinished message.

suguru, who was sitting next to him, gave him a pitying look. "just send the message, satoru." said boy sent a glare to poor suguru who was just trying to help. "what do you think I'm doing?" suguru just sighed, looking at shoko with a look that said, 'he's hopeless.'

shoko glanced up from her phone and shrugged before going back to doing whatever she was on her phone. satoru gasped, his eyes lighting up in excitement. "she texted me!" was all suguru heard before his ear drums died. satoru squealed in excitement, making suguru wince. despite that, suguru leaned over satoru’s shoulder and looked at his phone.

you had invited him to hang out with you at the arcade. suguru could only smile in amusement as he watched his best friend freak out over your simple text. shoko looked up from her phone, chuckling to herself as she saw satoru’s mood.

satoru smiled, remembering faintly how nervous he got around you. he then shifted his gaze to focus on you, watching how you conversed with megumi and tsumiki. his gaze then moved to your left hand, where there was a ring on your ring finger. satoru could only smile at the sight.

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please take this trash

ashstfu
cozybug

be poetic. if you find the way the light falls through your window and onto your bedroom wall pretty, write about it. call it soft and golden as sunlit honey. if it makes you glad to be alive then it’s not silly. you look for the beauty of things, be proud of that. say the heavy rain is kissing you. write about the glow of the moon, the dancing of flowers. make your world magical. collect your metaphors and treasure them.

kurozu501
kurozu501

there were so many good lines in the movie but i keep specifically thinking of the one where evelyn says (paraphrasing)  “even in a world without hands we’d learn to play music with our feet” 

i cant get over how they used the most ridiculous way possible to arrive at such a profound moment? that line should be completely hilarious given what they built it on but in context its somehow a genuinely powerful, moving moment. this movie really was everything, everywhere. 

just-be-a-rock
just-be-a-rock

I've been thinking about Everything Everywhere All at Once and it hit me that the moment where Evelyn vapes with Deirdre is so so so important because like. By the end of the film Evelyn sees the fullness of her existence, every version of herself and somewhere in an impossibly distant alternate reality she loves a woman in the same mundane human messy way she loves her husband. And that isn't her story, not this version of her anyway, but by taking the vape into her mouth in a reflection of the (truly absurd) sausage fingers courtship dance she accepts that about herself, forging a connecting with this woman who showed her kindness when she really needed it. So Evelyn ends up not only embracing her daughter's queerness but her own too in a way and now I'm crying about hot dog fingers and vapes.

legofbicuriosity
legofbicuriosity

i’m not sure if anyone has pointed this out before, but the laundry and taxes line in eeaao actually translates more accurately to “if there is a next life, i would still choose to do taxes and open a laundromat with you” (instead of just “i would’ve really liked”), and the distinction is so important because it emphasises the gravity of the each minuscule choice we make, and how it is the significance of these choices that makes our seemingly insignificant lives have meaning. choosing to do laundry and taxes with her conveys a sense of certainty and assuredness that he would still actively make that decision in another life, as opposed to “i would’ve liked” which implies that he is merely a product of his circumstances with no agency over them instead of a result of his individual autonomy. it also reinforces waymond’s own philosophies about optimism as a choice we must constantly make and hold steadfast to despite despite despite. the act of choosing begets sacrifice, but choosing love, choosing kindness, choosing to believe that the darkness is transient and surmountable is the most important thing we could do in a world where succumbing to despair and hopelessness is so easy, and i think the way this film navigates this subject of choice is so beautiful