A person on the train I still think about was this woman a few years back–pre COVID. Maybe mid-late twenties. She was holding a wrapped present so tightly to her chest and was blushing. She would put the present in her lap and look at it, touching the ribbon gently with her fingers, then would hold it to herself again, just smiling so brightly. It was such an intimate snapshot of a person. She was so happy and excited. Fidgety but not nervous. It was such a genuinely joyful moment this woman could barely contain in public, and it stuck with me all this time later. It makes me wonder what moments in my life stuck with someone else that I had no idea would be ingrained in their minds. My guess would be the time I ate shit on a patch of ice outside the 7/11 and had to go in and the cashier pretended not to have seen.
I think mine would be the time I almost missed my stop on the last bus home and my brain switched to survival mode bc the next stop was in another town and I busted through the closing door, missed the curb, fell and skinned both my knees and elbows while my headphones unplugged (my phone survived the two metre skid on the sidewalk, my tender skin did not)
I don’t think I’ll ever forget staring at the ground on all fours while Cheerleader by OMI blasted from my speakers and roughly forty people just watched in complete silence
the bus driver even stopped and waited for me to get up which was very sweet but also it just gave more staring time to the passengers so I, in my endless misery and pain, just waved at him like he was an old pal or something and dartedinto the closest unlit street to immediately trip again
Together with my friend @crossing_lights on Twitter, we illustrated this tender moment between my ocs, Otis (left) and Marquee (right), when a gust of wind blows through the open back window of their classroom during a private, after-school tutoring session.
They illustrated this incredibly beautiful and immaculate classroom environment and i just stuck my boys in there. If I made a visual novel, I’d beg them to be the environment artist.
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I’ve seen his watercolor tutorials and they made me want to paint again. It’s wholesome content and he is a kind soul.
I love my third grandpa
the video is 14 minutes long so to summarise: he’s not looking for support in the form of compliments, he’s looking for feedback (specifically if his videos are engaging and helpful, bc he wants to work on evening out the high subscriber/low view count ratio). he would like to be getting around 10% of his subscribers’ viewership which is around 40k views per video as he is only getting around 20k
he is an ailing old man who just wants to figure out the best way to ensure that his videos (across four channels damn!!!) are helping people, it’s essentially his legacy. so if you’re trying to get into watercolor painting or like to have relaxing painting videos on while you’re working on things, check out his channel and give him some views!!!
Even you don’t paint, just play the guy’s videos. He’s so relaxing to listen to or to watch. YouTube’s algorithm freaking blows; let’s get this good good grandpa to trending.
Okay but Triton, Percy and Tyson all going to the beach in the summer together and getting fried shrimp at a little beach-side food hut and walking barefoot in the sand with ice cream and just broing out is the most wholesome brother-headcanon I can think of. ♂️
