every day im mad as hell that i dont have infinite time in the day and am not physically able to draw for 200 hours straight no breaks and dont know every hobby and cant just spend the rest of time drawing and getting into every creative hobby and learn everything and get infinite money from the government
jack 'hangman' seresin: on this mission a man flies like maverick or a man does not come back. no offense intended [ looks at phoenix ] robert 'bob' floyd: yeah, somehow you always manage.
lewis pullman as lt. robert 'bob' floyd in the movie "top gun: maverick" directed by joseph kosinski (2022)
A thought: does Matt know how pretty, hot, charming, and slutty he is?
Matt knows he’s appealing in a conceptual sense. He can hear it from micro-changes in breath, pulse spikes, voices softening, people standing a little too close. He knows when someone is attracted to him the same way he knows when someone is lying. So yes, he knows he has an effect.
But “pretty” and “hot” are visual currencies, and Matt lost access to that mirror since he was 9.
He doesn’t know how his mouth curves when he smirks.
He doesn’t know how unfair his jawline is.
He doesn’t know how his shirts cling when he’s hurt, or how wrecked and dangerous he looks when he’s bleeding.
And “slutty”? That’s entirely accidental energy to him. He’s just… existing. Breathing. Tilting his head. Touching your wrist for half a second too long because touch is his language.
What he does know is how it feels to move in his body. He knows tension, control, restraint. He knows when he’s close to someone. He knows intimacy without seeing it. Which somehow makes it worse (or better).
So when people look at Matt and think oh my god, he’s over there thinking:
I’m probably a mess. Shirt wrinkled. Bruised. Blood somewhere.
Meanwhile everyone else is thinking:
This man could ruin my life and I’d thank him.
And honestly that gap between what he is and what he thinks he is is part of the appeal.
He doesn’t know how devastating he looks.
And that makes him even more devastating.
you are like an empty tip jar
Ready to be filled!
BECAUSE YOU DONT HAVE ANY CENTS!!!


