#I AM CRYING AT THE HEAVENS

[pusangkambing]

I am on my knees and begging to whatever god out there for jaiden to log on at the same time as either roier or cellbit please please please

[yallstar]

"...I'm not done telling you all the things that I wanted to say; there's still so much. It's been so long since anyone listened to me talk. Won't you stay?"

Heaven Official's Blessing, Vol 8

[leclerrari]

he won his home grand prix after years and years of the universe denying it to him he threw himself into the arms of the team he has loved since he was a child he stood on the top step of the podium with his country’s flag on his shoulders as he sang both the monégasque and italian anthems he is charles leclerc and monaco has finally loved him back

[daphnalia]

and they were galpals

[hualian]

"Do you have any specific heavenly official in mind to join you on your trip to Ghost City?" "Anyone is fine, as long as they are easy to get along with and have a bit more magical power, so I can borrow some from them at any time"

→ TGCF Donghua update with a special mid-Autumn Festival video 🦋

[holymaccaronii]

UNDESERVED HEAVEN.

More of themmmmmm AAAHHH!! Maybe he just needed to frolic and rest on the fields all this time /j

The lyrics come from my favorite love song, “Exist for Love” by AURORA. Recommended to listen to, many if not all of her songs inspire me so much.

Version without lyrics

[fozzieosbourne]

Look at Matthew Porretta Respectfully Challenge (GONE WRONG) (I LOST)

Deadbeat (Season 2, Episode 9)

[toaster-fire-art]

SEASON 2 SEASON 2 SEASON 2

an incredibly quick Jun Wu drawing to celebrate and uh something i've had sitting around for several months...

[emotionaldisaster909]

This scene of him walking after QiangQui.

With an outstretched hand.

And a call of his name that got no answer.

Helpless to stop him.

Helpless to say anything else to him.

He accepted being nailed in a coffin, buried alive for 100 years for crimes he didn’t commit.

Yet he is unable to speak in the face of what he actually did.

In the face of his disciple knowing that his teacher lied to him.

Feeling that anything good he did for him by taking on the punishment far greater than anyone could ever deserve

Was just reduced to nothing.

He readily took a blame for a massacre he didn’t do

But he can’t handle the guilt of ending a life of a dying person and lying to someone who trusted him

Even if by this he prevented genocide and archived future peace for his people he once failed to protect.

Because he still killed.

And still hurt.

He can’t be pretend to be a cold-hearted Guoshi anymore.

His disciple won’t turn around.

[yumemiruuuu]

“Heaven Official’s Blessing moments that plague my mind like how the Human Face Disease plagued Jun Wu”

Xie Lian waking up, with no recollection of his last 800 years, in panic because he’s covered in hickeys and BITE MARKS (to which he swears he’s been violated by the “mysterious man”)

Mei Nianqing and his commentaries (most notably: “fluffy child” in reference to Quan Yizhen, and “He’s been STALKING YOU FOR 800 YEARS! Ew, too creepy!!” in reference to Hua Cheng)

Qi Rong spitting on the palace floor and vandalizing the walls with “GREAT GHOST KING QI RONG WAS HERE!!”

Qi Rong insulting Xie Lian and Hua Cheng with “DOG FUCKED XIE LIAN” and “DOG HUA CHENG” … which somehow makes perfect sense together

Qi Rong dragging Hong-er in a bag tied to a horse

“CAN’T YOU KNOCK LIKE A NORMAL PERSON?!” exclaimed Qi Rong, the abnormal green gremlin cannibal

Qi Rong having a massive cleavage in the donghua:

Xie Lian taking down Jun Wu, a GOD who literally couldn’t be taken down even with THREE MARTIAL GODS AND A GHOST KING, by body slamming him against a rock wall.

When Hua Cheng put on a little outfit changing show for Xie Lian like a disco ball because he was bored

Xie Lian, after 800 years, finding someone who would listen to him and care for him like no one else have and show him what it means to simply be happy and find joy in living (Hua Cheng)

[kevindavidday]

i lasted a full day without tumblr who is proud of me

[boxwinebaddie]

*awkward boyfaill!stan doing the sexc smoke and mirrors vegetarian siren raven vc a.k.a the kenny cosplay vc and wearing the tiny boytoy monster high doll outfit e.t. ten shoehorned him into against his will*

hola, engenra de amanecer, or rather, my dearest dalingest dawn spawn. well, it only took me...a whole damn month, but at long last, i present to you, my magnum (d)op(e)us, the clusterfuck that is...

The Official RM Playlist.

there are, quite literally, 150? i think...songs on it ( rip ). i was very passionate about it and tried to put all the songs in chronological order, but obviously there are a ton of gaps in it/contains references to scenes that i either touched on briefly a long time ago or not at all,

so feel free to send in asks with questions about what corresponds with what on the playlist; i'd be happy to oblige. it's a little choatic and cringe, but she is my baby, mi amor, mi vida. <3

but now, my darlings, as always, i'm sorry or you're welcome, i hope you heal, i hope you enjoy the very worst part of your day, and, finally, i hope you rem(ember)ed to pack a nightlight, dear listeners,

Because It's Always Darkest...

BEFORE.

CRIMSON.

D A W N.

[yeyayeya]

MY BOY FUCK YEAH

I know you can’t even see his face but this is the closest official art we are going to get for Quan Yizhen… for now

This is from the TGCF Season 2 audio drama preview to those who were curious

[sunnylolli]

Y'know, I have words on Fruk again because hozier just won't quit with making me feel ravenous and aching for the simplicity yet backbreaking agony that comes with loving someone.

I think the thing about Arthur and Francis is that they function not on love, but on devotion?

With every single aspect of their personalities raw and exposed; They've seen every disgusting, cruel or vile act as well as the soft, vulnerable and pathetic endeavors of one another, and they still stick despite it all.

Love is strong, but love doesn't account for the complicated feelings of both hating and despising someone while continuously loving them through it and still wanting to be there. They've both undergone breaks that leaves neither one obligated to stay. Nothing could ever mend those breaks, nothing could ever make it up or forgive it, nothing would ever tie them to the other after it. They owe each other nothing.

Nothing.

Says I.

But they always come back, through some stupid carnal and fated desire. Because they choose to be there. Because they feel devoted to stay and they do. They do, god dammit, they do!

And it doesn't fucking matter if the reason they remain side by side is for love or obligation or even spite!

What matters is that they know they'll never be without each other! What matters is that they'll go through hellfire and doomsday just to make sure they're together always.

In tragedy and famine and war. When the sun doesn't rise on the horizon and the moon splinters and the stars fade out, they'll know for certain that they won't be alone!

Even in death, they'll be together.

It's more than love, it's devotion. It's RAW FUCKING DEVOTION.

[canolaaoil]

To all my best friends, only twelve leagues and one text message away

1. Dearly Departed, Brockhampton. // 2. The Year of Magical Thinking, Joan Didion. // 3. unsent project. // 4. I am in Eskew. // 5. His dark materials. // 6. Where did you go? Hishaam Siddiqui. // 7. parts in motion, Vera Much. // 8. Your Name Engraved, Herein. 9. Hmu, spacegirl GEMMY.

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[ID: song lyrics reading, "What's the point of havin' a best friend if you / end up losin' him?" end ID]

[[ID: a photograph in the style of an early digital camera of two teenage girls cuddling under blankets on a couch watching something on a computer. end ID]

[ID: a poem reading, "Life changes fast. / Life changes in the instant. / You sit down to dinner and life as you know it ends. end ID]

[ID: a fuzzy photograph in the style of an early digital camera of three people huddled around a fridge. All of the people have brown hair, glowing golden from the lighting and only one of their faces is turned toward the camera. end ID]

[ID: a text entry on a pink background reading, "To: Harry I / i've written 43 / poems about you. / come back and i / won't have to write anymore. / -asle" end ID]

[ID: a photograph in the style of an early digital camera of a couple in a photobooth with only their feet and legs visible behind the curtain. one is sitting on the other's lap. ]

[ID: text reading, "The problem is, my love, is that I can't sustain the fact of your death. / I can convince myself that it's true, force myself to picture your rotting, ruined face dumped in a mass grave somewhere out in the world... / ...and then my phone buzzes and I'm still expecting an unexpected message from you, telling me what corner of the globe you've holed up in, the foods you're eating, the card-players you're outwitting." end ID]

[ID: a photograph of two people in an aquarium, shot from behind. they stand in front of a large window showing a tank of water and seaweed. the two pose as if dancing grandiosely with no one else around. end ID]

[ID: a paragraph reading, "And it was comforting to think she and Will had another thing in common. She wondered if there would ever come an hour in her life when she didn't think of him- didn't speak to him in her head, didn't relive every moment they'd been together, didn't long for his voice and his hands and his love. She had never dreamed of what it would feel like to love someone so much; of all the things that astonished her in her adventures, that was what astonished her the most. She thought the tenderness it left in her heart was like a bruise that would never go away, but she would cherish it forever." end ID]

[ID: a photograph from behind of a group of people walking together down a city street. two of the people have their arms around each other shoulders. another two link arms. the image is slightly blurry. end ID]

[ID: a couplet reading, "One day I woke up and we no longer spoke the / same language. I haven't heard from you since." end ID]

[ID: a photograph of two people, focused on one in the foreground. A young woman looks lovingly towards something out of frame, her face resting on the meat of her hand. In the background a man looks away towards another subject. The lighting is dreamy and yellow. end ID]

[ID: lyrics reading, "Show me it all / Tell me what's wrong / You got your hard drive stolen / Your phone's been broken / Play me a song off of mine / Show me it all / Show me a rise / Show me a fall / Pay me no mind / Paint me in gold / I don't mean to pry, but give me a call" end ID]

[ID: a gif from the movie 'Your Name Engraved Herein' of Birdy and A-han riding a motorbike through the streets at night. Both smile widely as they breeze along, Birdy sitting behind A-han with his shirt off over his head, yelling happily. End ID]

[ID: lyrics reading, "They say everything has reason / Life fluctuates like seasons / And maybe someday soon we'll both find our reason / But bitch you're still the bro / Never letting go / Of the friendship bracelets we made when we were twelve // I'll be waiting by my phone / For you to hit me up / For you to hit me up / Hit me hit me up" end ID]

[ID: a photograph of a plaque on an outside wall reading, "LIFE HAPPENS BUT I STILL CARE FOR YOU. I HOPE YOU'RE DOING WELL." end ID]

[emotionaldisaster909]

the new chapter. it’s unbelievable.

“For someone the very existence of such a person is hope in itself”