#FUCK OFF IF YOU WORRY

[lifenconcepts]

OU GOS L I I PLEASE GEAR ME OUT HERE ILL TRY BE AASS HCOHERENT AS POSSIBLE

I AM EXPEREICNING PURE WUPHORIA, A JOY UNLIKE ANY ORHEE HUMAN ONE,

AND DESPITE THAT DACT - I AM VERY REGRETFUL FOR IT AND OH SO DESPERATELT WANT IT TO END

YET IT WILL ONLY DRY OUT ON ITS OWN ANS I ASSURE YOU THAT THE FOLLOWING ME WILL BE far lESS OPTIMISTIC THAN I AM NOW

I DONT KNOW WHY, I DONT KNOW WHO, AND I DONT KNOW WJEN, BUT SOMETHING JUST FLICKERED AND MU BODY IS SOMEWHAT NOT MINE AND YET I AM SO MUSELF

SHEER CONFIDENCE AND DOPAMINE RUNNING THROUGH EVEEY MUSCLE TO THE POINT OF FORMING A TREMBLE

IT WASNT INFLUENCED NOT THAT I REMMEBER BUT I DONT REALLY REMEMBER MCUH NOW

PLEASE DONT VIEW ME AS CEAZY I JUST I JUST I HAVE TO FULFIL THE CRAZY URGE Of WRITING OR ILL GENUINELY FO INSANE

PLEASE STAND BY AND CHILLOUT I WILL SOON BURN OUT LIKE A STAR !!!!!!!!!!!!

CAPS ARE NECCESARY TO VOICE MY MINDS VOLUME, KEYBOARRDNBD IS EVEEYWHERE, MY HAAND SPEAK FOR THEMSELVES, AND IM SO EXCITED TO SHARE THAT IM GOING AGAINST ALL MY OWN MORALS LIKE A MAN TRAPPED BEHIND A SCREEN TO HIS OWN BODY

THIS IS SO GREAT BUT SO HORIRBLE I REALLY AM SORRRURBABHAHHAHAHHAHHAHDJCHDJJAJXJFSHJXJDJJSJZJSJDB OIHHDHD I LOVE WEITITNG PLEASE LET ME WRITE OH U LOVE IT I LOVEEE ITTT

[inkskinned]

something bad happened to you, and you died, and you came back wrong.

not wrong all the way. the little ways. you forget important dates, stopped going out with friends. it's harder to make you smile. you're apathetic towards things you used to love, afraid of places you used to go to cheer up. quieter. flinching. different.

you came back for love. you're still here for love. what pulled you back was a brightness so loud that even death couldn't outshout it. death heard the call and smiled at you and said okay. go home. somebody is waiting for you.

but you came back different. like lot's wife; you've turned into salt. you used to chirp through life in hops and skips; but now you lose skin just standing up. you have to move slower, skimming across this world without-touching-it. most things feel dull - until they're suddenly all-too-much. life, and being alive just rushes up and over you and you get hopelessly crushed.

you try to explain it to them: it is ugly, but this is what you are, now. the huge golden hoop of your halo now a little bronze ring. you are still watering your plants and wearing the same clothes. after all, you worked hard to come home. this life; so odd and off-color, now that you are wrong.

but they waited for you - it's just that they wanted the "you" that happened before this. the "you" that could sing in the show and hug people tight and look at a blade without breaking down to cry. the you with a smile in pictures. god, holyshit, it's like looking at a completely different person, isn't it. that other-you; the one they actually wanted.

you are the consolation prize. you are the body that forgot the ghost. you are the memory of the bad thing, and the death after; like you are wearing that memory as a banner. you are a fragment, an assembly. simulacrum. you don't make eye contact in mirrors, afraid the light will glance off and your true nature will flash back at you.

you hear them talk about it in their hushed, desperate whispers. sometimes they even admit it to your face; harsh and violent, acid thrown at christmas dinner. god, can you just fucking be normal again. you do not remember what normal is. you had to climb so far to get back here; you are far too exhausted. you want to open the glass door of your heart and show all the gears. can you help resolve whatever got messed up?

you try so, so hard. you came back for them. because you believed they would love you, even when you were so horribly broken. because you believed they would be patient. because you believed unconditional meant "without exception." you cannot do things the same way. you just get tired too quickly these days.

you want to put them on a couch and pour them the tea with hands that shake more than they remember. you want to line them up and draw them a map of where you have had to wander. you want to show every bruise in a backsplash; the little helpless ant of your soul carrying all that weight, over and over. you want to say: yes! it is different! but i did it for love!

you want to say: "i'm not the same, but i'm yours and i'm here. can that be enough?"

[vaguely-concerned]

the fact that irving canonically survives through the end of asunder to be at wynne's funeral is so fucking funny to me. nothing but love and respect for MY unstoppable cockroach morally grey machiavellian mage dad!!! he's survived in his position through multiple attempted rites of annulment and blood mage plots popping up left right and center around him. the chantry keeps trying to stamp him out but his dodge game is simply out of this world, divine. civil wars, political machinations and minefields, chantry atrocities, this wily old motherfucker is dodging and weaving his way through it all, not-quite-no-hits-taken-running-it-but-honestly-close-enough-under-the-circumstances style. if solas does succeed in tearing down the veil I would fully believe that one of the like three people still alive at the end of it all would be a very weary 90 year old first enchanter irving going 'oh this shit again huh'. the maker has cursed him for his hubris and his paperwork is never finished (affectionate, it's fine he canonically loves paperwork)

[solplease]

SPOILERS FOR DAY 4 OF 14DWY!!

i was actually losing my mind when i played day 4 lmao, so.... redraw time!!

i hope i drew it well enough haha

[bertoyana]

charles and erik with each other: oh dear, oh dear. gorgeous 🥺👐 charles and erik with the villain of the week/the x-men: K1LL YOURSELF 🔥🔥🔥

X-Men: First Class (2011) | X-Men Apocalypse (2016)

[introspectivememories]

goddd i just know that tim never takes off that fucking necklace. and you know bear doesn't have that much money so tge necklace was kinda cheap and it wasn't anything the bear meant for tim to wear regularly it was just like a keepsake y'know? wear it on a date or a nice outing. maybe when they're both home together. but tim is practically feral over it. like straight up refuses to take it off. it's turning his neck green at this point and everybody is soo done.

[sualne]

post runaway arc sillies

[spidehpig]

raphlep memes because im obsessed with them

[larrylimericks]

15Jun24

Some your-names said Louis’s a slag; In Mexico, gave him a shag. Ten or more touched the sky! He sparked up to reply: Fuck your rumors and also jet lag.

[princeofuchiha]

Half baked au thats been floating around my head for months:

Hatake!Tobirama AU where different packs have different wolf-isms / abilities. And the pack Tobirama's mother was from had the ability to shapeshift.

Only. Tobirama lost his mom at a young age, leaving him without anyone to guide him or you know. Warn him at all.

So when he is badly injured in a fight and his adrenaline takes over, pushing him into his wolf form in one last ditch effort to survive, he has no idea how to handle it.

What he double doesn't know how to handle is Izuna, who finds him half dead and goes "Oh my god, it's a wolf puppy. I bet if I heal it it'll love me and I can have my own summoning contract way before everyone else my age!! That silver haired freak will never see it coming."

Que Izuna dragging a half dead Tobirama back home, tending to his injuries and hiding him from his parents and brothers because he knows they'll never let him keep him. Splitting his rations going I'm A Genius. I Get A Pet And A Weapon. Dad's Going To Be So Proud. Eventually.

Meanwhile Tobirama is trying with everything in him not to bite the one thing keeping him alive (his bastard rival) while trying to figure out how to escape / listening for intel.

Him spending time in the house waiting for the other shoe to drop. And being absolutely bewildered when Tajima is. Not the best parent by any means but like. Certainly better to his kids up front vs the shit he's used to dealing with with Batsuma. And Izuna and Madara. Honestly aren't as evil incarnate as he's been raised to believe.

He's watching Izuna run into the room and all but throw himself on the bed absolutely livid that the adults won't let him join them on their upcoming hunt. And opting to do the most reasonable and mature thing - rant to the wolf puppy with a leg too broken to run away and ignore him.

He's watching Madara sneak in and out of the house each night, horrified and outraged to smell Hashirama's scent on him every damn time he comes home. Usually with a stupid giddy grin he's shoving down.

He's watching Tajima walk circles around the compound when he can't sleep, sharingan whirling with protectiveness of all things as he watches over his sleeping clansmen.

He's watching day by day with the horrible realization that the Uchiha truly are Human. Growing attached to the warmth they radiate while also. Not able to go a full 24 hours without considering biting someone.

[harbingersecho]

she should've been problematic at the club

[sunsetzer]

Good morning everyone I'm currently thinking about how Orion was the first person Megatron killed and crying into my cereal :')

[tag-that-oc]

Being someone with a lot of ocs is truly an experience because you can oscillate between "oh no what if im copying someone :(" to "I want every character like this one to have a get together and see what happens"

you have to KILL the part thats afraid of copying. and make all the similar ocs have a tea party

[vaguely-concerned]

in his and davrin's banters, lucanis exhibits a certain little shit energy I don't think we see him have with anyone else other than illario and honestly I am living for this

[yardsards]

im like the lorax when it comes to women's body hair. we should let it grow.

[little-pondhead]

Oops.

While learning to control his powers under the guidance of Clockwork, Danny accidentally curses his own bloodline with the Curse of Sentient Food several centuries in the past. Originally, a witch was supposed to curse his family. Oops. Well, the Fentons were always adapting, and technically, either way, he'd end up battling dino nuggets at three am in his underwear, no matter who the curse came from. So he shrugged and continued on.

Unfortunately, this also means that out of nowhere, the timeline shifted, and some of his very distant relatives are now battling their food into submission at every meal because Danny is ultimately way more powerful than some mortal witch from the 1600s. His version of the curse reached literally everyone he could ever be related to for the last few centuries. Even if they were adopted into the family!

So, returning to the present time after training, Danny is a little startled to see some news clips of people's dinners coming to life and beginning revolutions. Wow, John Fentonightingale really got around, didn't he? He felt a little uncomfortable that now all these random people had to deal with their share of Fenton luck, but from some of the interviews, everyone seemed to be handling it pretty well!

Especially his so-distant-they're-on-another-tree cousins, the Kents, who contacted his family directly, asking how best to prepare a zombie turkey. Their son was coming for Thanksgiving with his new wife and some coworkers, and they just refused to make the guests fight for their lives on a holiday!

They invited the Fentons to join them, of course.