#FUCKING LEAVE ME ALONE!!

[absolutelyzoned]

really really hate how my brothers make fun of me for being mentally ill . not great!!

[idnwtdta]

I literally feel dead in a living body

[caguaydreams]

boops might be gone but the experience will stay with me forever

[dancinghannigram]

flea-biting is a sign of companionship :) - thank u therexorcist for uploading the one video i havent been able to get out of my head since 2020 (X)

[payasita]

Tracked quest: Kill Shamura in Silk Cradle

i just didnt want to do the fucking enemy wave again

[signanothername]

Misplaced hatred

I always thought that if Nightmare got to see the younger version of Dream he wouldn’t be able to contain his hatred regardless, only to realize how misplaced his hatred is and that he fucked up later down the line

I had a part 1 sketched that had smol Night but my chronic pain said fuck you and i haven’t cleaned it up much so no part one just this shhshshsh

Edit: finally made part 1

[were-wolverine]

*headcanons your ‘hyper-sexualized by the fandom’ character as asexual*

[yaknowlikenyah]

I miss tumblr porn as much as the next guy but the way fellow trans people are showing everything BUT hole to avoid being nuked from the platform has me feeling like a regency era man SWEATING at some ankle.

[gnawgag]

it’s their’s to burn

sharing a cigarette with joan of arc - dante émile ( @orpheuslament ) // photography by brendon burton

[izel-scribbles]

strangler fig - the crane wives

(click for hd/closeups under the cut)

every single crane wives song fits malevolent (fight me on this. i'll win)

ty to @ganem-ouchie for giving me this idea last month in the replies of a random shitpost

[jenanigans1207]

“I don’t regret it, Dean.” Cas says quietly. “Telling you I love you was the best moment of my life.”

“Yeah? Well, it was the worst of mine!” Dean yells, throwing his arms out to the side. There’s a moment of stricken silence where Cas’s face falls and Dean realizes how his words came across. He rushes to elaborate. “Do you know how many years I wondered if angels could feel love? Romantic love? Do you know how long I hoped that they could— that you, specifically, could? And more than that, that you would feel it towards me? I wondered all the goddamn time, Cas. And then you— you finally—“ Dean swallows past a lump in his throat, letting his arms fall back to his sides. “You finally tell me not only that you can love, but you love me. Me. And in one second, ten years of my wildest dreams came true and then were ripped away.”

Dean looks down at his feet. Clenches his jaw against the feelings threatening to choke him. He tries to take a steadying breath in through his nose but it doesn’t help him feel any better.

“Dean—“

“I didn’t think I was ever gonna see you again.” Dean confesses to his boots. “I thought I’d have to live the rest of my miserable life knowing I could’ve had you and kicking myself for being such a dumb piece of shit.” He swallows again and looks up. “I thought you were going to spend eternity not knowing that I love you, too.”

“I didn’t mean— Dean, I didn’t—“ Cas shakes his head as words fail him.

“So yeah,” Dean shrugs a little helplessly, his voice still tight with emotion. “It was the worst moment of my life. Except for every moment that came after— because every single moment from your death until you came back was the worst moment of my life. Every moment without you is. And you coming back could’ve been the best moment of my life if you hadn’t been such an ass about everything.”

There was a time, once, in the distant past where Cas’s face never betrayed any emotion. Dean could’ve scrutinized every single molecule of his expression and he wouldn’t have been able to read a goddamn thing from it. That hasn’t been the case for a long time— Cas took to emotions and humanity better than Dean did, and it was the only thing Dean had ever known.

Now, Dean can read a multitude of emotions in Cas’s expression: disbelief in the slight part of his lips, hope in the blue of his eyes, shock in the rise of his eyebrows. He can practically read every thought going through Cas’s mind as he tries to process what’s happened.

And then, there it is: acceptance in the way the corner of Cas’s mouth ticks up.

“I had no idea.” Cas answers after a moment.

“‘Course you didn’t.” Dean replies, his own mouth mirroring the small smile. “You fucked off before I got a chance to say it back.”

“I just assumed—“

“You know what they say about assuming, Cas.”

“No, I don’t.” Cas is full on smiling now, warm and full of the love Dean had only ever seen hidden in shadows of his expressions. Now it’s practically splitting his face open, spilling out of Cas like he’s finally filled up with so much of it that it’s simply impossible to keep it all in. “And frankly, I don’t care. I only care about what you have to say.”

Dean huffs out a fond laugh as he shakes his head. “Finally gonna let me do the talking, huh?”

“I’m in the mood to do some listening,” Cas’s grin is dazzling and a little cheeky, Dean wants to memorize it immediately.

He takes a step closer to Cas. And then another. Cas simply watches him approach, making no attempt to back away. His personal space is inviting and Dean enjoys stepping directly into it with no hesitation.

“Well, I might be in the mood for something other than talking.” Dean whispers, less than a foot from Cas now.

“Oh?” Cas prompts, his hand reaching across the minuscule place between them to settle on Dean’s hip.

“Yeah,” Dean murmurs, leaning in. “But just to make sure you get it through your stubborn head: I love you, Cas. And I’ll fucking kill you if you ever do something like that again.”

Dean kisses him before Cas has a chance to reply.

[madrewrites]

what in the otherworldly fuck happened y'all

[favroitecrime]

Palestinian freedom fighters breaking out of Gaza and reclaiming their occupied territories. They’ve taken over israeli tanks and have chased out the settlers that were on that land. They’ve launched rockets everywhere and the iron dome has failed to intercept. This is about to mark a momentous event in history.

From the river to the sea, Palestine will be free.

[hatsunevita]

i wanna believe that katsuki actually tried to rush to deku AS SOON as he woke up and mitsuki and masaru who were sleeping by his hospital bed tried to catch him so he didn’t injure himself even more

like “YOU ALMOST DIED YOU BRAT CAN YOU AT LEAST SAY HI TO US FIRST” – “i CAN’T i have to see IZUKU fuck OFF MOM”

he reluctantly agreed to wait for the doctor to check his condition and THEN go to see izuku

[rainydaysie]

Into the Pit more like into. um. i dont lknow please stop asking me

[nikoisme]

l'odissea 1968 was so fucking cruel for this scene. did they think about the irreversible emotional damage.