#[sobs into my hands]

[poxxxum]

They would absolutely hate each other enough to make out in an alleyway

[cloverr-overr]

got into sk8 like three years too late 😔

[tteokdoroki]

gojo saying “oopsie daisy” when his baby girl falls over after her first steps could heal me !!!

like he can see she’s about to cry, bottom lip wobbling and big blue eyes all watery — so he scoops her up real quick and sets on her feet to try again. “oopsie daisy, thats no good.” gojo smiles at her to keep the tears in her eyes at bay. “let’s try again. you’re too quick for your own good, hot shot.”

and she’s like all giggly again, toddling around gojo :((

[shepscapades]

X isn’t big on hugs, but Doc does what he can. It’s the little things that help.

[fujobritta]

he was so pretty in this episode . i love him

"i'm not a five anymore . im a one like everyone else … im like everyone else … :)"

[holypowell]

nobody knows or understands how much this pic means to me

[four-bois]

When my post won't let me put text at the top of it (╥﹏╥)

Please enjoy the pain that I went through when I came up with this idea ♡

[viivenn]

guys….. abbot crossover…. miranda hilmarson is the school resource officer… her and melissa… them….

the closet is made of glass.

[kermit-coded]

i will never be over the absolute tragedy of the asl brothers. imagine this: there are three of you, and you love each other very much. you only have one another, but what else could you need? then, one of you is gone and two are left alone. you grieve and you live on. years pass. you grow up. you go through hell and back to save the other, only to be saved by him in a last act of sacrifice. now there is only one of you, and it damn near breaks him. the first returns, but not in time to be reunited with both of you. two of you are left standing.

the love was there. it didn't change anything, but it was there all the same.

[mulders-too-large-shirt]

once again thinking of scully with her family, scattering her father's ashes, asking her mother if he was proud of her... and maggie's answer only being "he was your father"

[lhtygmi]

i'll be quiet

Eddie Munson x gn!reader

summary - reader feels insecure about how talkative they are, Eddie comforts them.

warnings - literally none it's just fluff lmfao

a/n - this is my first Eddie fic as well as my first fic i'm posting on tumblr, I hope you enjoy it.

With a happy sigh you flopped onto your back melting into Eddie's bed. Turning onto your side you curled up to watch him as he told you everything about his day.

You smiled as you listened to your pretty boyfriend hop from story to story never quite finishing the last, emphasizing important parts with his hands.

This was one of your favorite parts about him, his enthusiasm to share everything with you. It made you feel happy knowing someone you love wants to share so much.

Despite feeling this way about Eddie and knowing he felt the same about you, today you couldn't help but second guess yourself. Whenever you opened your mouth to talk you would hesitate and close it again, opting to smile and listen to Eddie.

After a while of hearing only his own adorable ramblings, Eddie noticed your silence and went quiet. He looked up from his current project to give you his full attention.

"Everything alright sweets?"

The concerned look on his face made you feel guilty for even making him slightly worried in the first place.

You nodded with a small smile, "I'm okay baby just tired." You sat up pulling your knees to your chest. You internally cringed at your lame excuse knowing Eddie could always read you like a book.

You chewed at your lip not knowing how to prevent him from worrying over you. As you tried to think of a solution, you felt Eddie's pinky finger gently tap on your bottom lip.

"C'mon sweetheart we're trying to break that habit." He smiled as you freed your now slightly swollen from your teeth. He always tells you how he hates when you make your 'pretty lips' bleed.

"Tell me what's buggin' you." He rested a hand on your knee, gently rubbing it with his thumb in hopes of soothing you.

"Do I talk too much?" You whispered, fidgeting with a fraying thread on Eddie's comforter trying to avoid eye contact with him.

Eddie furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, "Where did you ever get an idea like that honey?" He frowned.

"It's dumb." You tried to shrug it off not wanting to seem like a loser.

He let out an exaggerated gasp. "No one says that about my baby's feelings!"

You let out a small giggle releasing some of the tension in your shoulders. Looking back down at your knees you played with Eddie's rings enjoying their cold temperature in contrast to your warm hands.

"It's just.." You paused to take a deep breath. "At school people mock me." You looked up feeling your face grow hot knowing you were about to cry, you felt pathetic. "Whenever I talk or laugh they mock me." You finished, looking anywhere but at him.

"When I asked them why they were doing it they told me that..." You paused wiping a stray tear from your cheek. "They told me that I was annoying." You let out a bitter laugh trying to stop from further embarrassing yourself.

"Sweetheart why didn't you tell me? '

You felt Eddie's hands pulling you into his lap as you cried. He reached and grabbed a tissue from his nightstand and gently wiped your cheeks.

"Told you, it's dumb." You took a deep breath finally looking up at him.

"No it's not. You're not annoying, they're just stupid." He stroked your hair with a small smile. You gave him a sarcastic look with a small 'uhuh'.

"Why would I ever lie to you sweetheart?" He sighed dramatically. "I love listening to you talk, I love listening to you." You grinned and pulled him into a tight hug inhaling his comforting scent of weed, cigarettes, and cheap cologne.

"So don't listen to them they're fucking stupid anyways because they're boring what do they know?" He muttered holding you close.

"Nothin'" You whispered with a giggle.

"Exactly. They don't know nothin'."

[bitingmypawsoff]

me after spending over 2 hours on a shit post that I can't even finish:

Anyway take these headshots I made for the unfinished shit post

Lethica and Gid are my favs grahhh

[killrisma]

Do you think that when Aziraphale reciprocated the kiss for a moment that Crowley was filled with relief? That the feeling of his angel gripping his back and pulling him closer led him to believe that Aziraphale realized his mistakes? Do you think he felt hope as the kiss was deepened?

How do you think he felt when Aziraphale pulled away?

[radiojamming]

I'm putting Diomedes into Hades 2 right now. He is in the hot springs. He lives there forever. It's the first time in his life/afterlife that he's gotten to relax and so he's just there now.

[legs-like-jelly]

LIKE LISTEN, LIKE, WHAT IF AFTER KNOCKOUT JOINS THE AUTOBOTS. HE GETS A BIT LEFT OUT AND FEELING SAD BECAUSE BREAKDOWN IS DIED (Fuck you Airachnid). AND SMOKESCREEN AND BUMBLEBEE SEE THIS AND CHEERS HIM UP WITH COMFORT TICKLES (Platonically) AND I- AAAAAAAAAAAAA

WAIT THATS SO CUTE WHAT AAAAA!! I FEEL LIKE THEY WOULD BE SO SWEET AND COMFORTING WITH IT TOO AND MAKE HIM FEEL PLATONICALLTY LOVED AND-

[cthoniian]

i have rly met some fucking amazing ppl here. who brighten up my days & make me laugh when i don’t think i can. who accept the batshit stuff i come up with and endure the days and days and days without replies or rp. and yall are the fucking best okay. i’m fucking emotional don’t talk tO ME.