#I CAN'T CHOOSE BETWEEN THE TWO

[bunnykaye]

💚BONUS Polin Week💚 day three| Favourite Dance

[thefirstknife]

Some lore tabs that killed me dead and I'll never recover from them. Seasonal gauntlets are about Zavala realising and coming to terms with the fact that he is mortal and has mortal pains. Also, finally, the full confirmation that Guardians resume aging when they lose their Light:

He moved his chair back and considered his knee. What had he done to hurt it? He had not exercised yet, he had not gone on his usual patrol… he had done nothing. Why would a knee hurt from doing nothing? The riddle dissolved. He was starting to age.

But also:

He allows a hand to rest on his aching knee. To venerate it. He feels it solid under his palm. It is his, it is real, it is both portentous and precious. He is aging. He will age. An absurd and joyous thought warms in his chest: how fortunate, to have lived long enough to grow old. How invaluable, to make the space between himself and the horizon matter. How much time is left? And is it best spent with his knees under a desk?

Genuinely crying over this. How fortunate to live long enough to grow old. Man. Also at the end he asks for a break for one week and Ikora offers him two weeks.

The next one just... I have no words. It has to be read in full. It's about Saint going through it, having memories of his past and also dealing with the guilt with what's happening to Mithrax. Truly every sentence in this one is a gutpunch all the way to the end. Excerpts:

The hum of activity was overpowering yet reassuring to Saint-14 as he stopped to watch an older Eliksni expertly weave fabric on a well-worn loom. The woven symbols were unique and unfamiliar to the Exo, but he watched in awe as an iridescent glow emerged within the vibrant cerulean cloth. Fit for a Kell, Saint mused to himself— Breath caught in his throat; hands shook— Flashes of memory echoed in his mind. All he could feel in this moment… was shame.

Saint remembering his crimes against the Eliksni and feeling shame.

He hurried past the weaver and through the crowd, landing squarely in front of a tea stand, a sample placed in his hand before he could open his mouth to refuse. He looked down. The opaque liquid steamed in his cup, pungent and medicinal. Like distilled Darkness, Saint realized— Breath caught in his throat; hands shook— Flashes of memory filled his sight. All he could feel in this moment… was sadness.

Tea reminded him of all the stuff with Osiris and he is not processing it well. I say excerpts but I have to put the rest entirely because like. Okay.

Saint placed his favorite keepsake, a small stuffed bear, on the Kell's throne. Gently, he adjusted the lavender ribbon at its neck; the crisp satin sat in stark contrast to the bear's hazy black eyes, to its slightly worn ear and well-loved fur. A gift, once a comfort to a child of the City. A gift, once a comfort to Saint in the face of loss, in the face of— Breath caught in his throat; hands shook— Flashes of memory swelled in his heart. Osiris. His strong laugh. His deep, soulful eyes. The warmth of his smile. Of his touch. Memories of comfort, but all he could feel in this moment… was guilt. Intense and overwhelming, like daggers cutting through him, sharpness bleeding through sweetness. Saint breathed deeply and stared at the medical equipment around the empty throne before him. "The cost of my joy," Saint whispered, and he wept.

He has a teddy bear. He once gave it to a child, but someone returned it to him when he was grieving about Osiris, to comfort him, and he'd kept it. And he put it on Mithrax's throne because he feels guilt that Mithrax is suffering because he helped him and Osiris.

I'm ending it all.

[daniclaytcn]

♡ countdown to the madney wedding ♡ (1 day) ↳ 5.12: boston

[albino-parakeet]

Jwct Countdown May 12-13 prompt: Favorite duo

Its the night before the campers arrive for their first day at Camp Cretaceous. Dave and Roxie are going over the schedule and activities last minute to make sure the kids' time on the island is perfect. (Rip to that idea)

Haven't seen anyone post anything about these two with this prompt yet, as I write this post, so. Here they are!!!

(@campbenji said we can tag them in the submissions. I hope this is a valid choice, even though it's none of the campers)

[whos-hotter-jjba]

Joseph's Blondes Showdown

[andmineisyellow]

Anyway, here's Tara foreshadowing Tyler and Teresa's reaction to Garvez when they go on their inevitable double date.

[catilinas]

prev post reminds me of my favouritest translation approach for when you can't choose between several interpretations either of a single word or a text as a whole which is just. translate it a whole bunch of times. you dont need one single perfect translation you can have like 70 that are all fucked up in different directions instead

[bachirasbodyguard]

Shoutout to one of my favorite Blue Lock beefs. No cunning, no grace, no restraint with these two. Just throwing hands ON SIGHT. God bless.

also shoutout to Shidou for being the only person who actually makes Rin lose his composure like that (and so easily too). king

((this post by @bluelock-textposts inspired me))

[letmetellyouaboutmyfeels]

This or That

I was tagged by @mistmarauder and I'm about to start a dozen petty arguments with her over my different choices I'm sure. XD

coffee or tea | early bird or night owl | chocolate or vanilla | spring or fall | silver or gold | pop or alternative | freckles or dimples | snakes or sharks | mountains or fields | thunder or lightning | egyptian mythology or greek mythology | ivory or scarlet | flute or lyre | opal or diamond | butterflies or honeybees | macarons or eclairs | typewritten or handwritten | secret garden or secret library | rooftop or balcony | spicy or mild | opera or ballet | london or paris | vincent van gogh or claude monet | denim or leather | potions or spells | ocean or desert | mermaids or sirens | masquerade ball or cocktail party

[peliginspeaks]

By Curator standards is Mr Hearts/Apples bisexual

[widowshill]

— Are you sure Burke wants to buy Collinwood? — Yes, he said so. I'm just afraid it's only the beginning of what he wants.

[thecomet-and-themeteor]

@montygatorguy

In which I draw Mercutio and Tybalt within the & Juliet universe based off of a mix of Alpharad's performance of and my school's performance of Romeo & Juliet

I couldn't tell who Mercutio was and who Tybalt was so I just went off of colors I associate them with, I'm sorry if I got them wrong

Reference images under the cut:

[screechingfromthevoid]

Cyrus is alive in the fic I'm plotting out and like tbh

[antirepurp]

i forgot the pokemon direct happened and i haven't watched it but i know people wanted and didn't get unova remakes to which i say how do you think those would even work. gen5 is the one generation where you can't ignore the definitive editions without causing a ruckus because they're sequels. do you think gamefreak is going to make 4 slightly different games and release them all at once? no they'll do the first games and pretend bw2 isn't real. certainly they could bundle the first ones with their sequels but egads that would mean you have two games in one and we can't have that that's like having two savefiles in one game! like sorry fellas but i don't think they can touch gen5 they got too much right in that generation

[sam-drakes-stupid-aviators]

Thinking about how they finished their mom's work in uc4. There's no more work for them to continue on in her name, because she had no more work written. They finally closed that book.

Cassandra Morgan is gone, and is now just a memory. It's been moved from the box of memories Nate can't bring himself to remember, to the wardrobe with all of the other closed adventures.

The only thing keft of Cassandra Morgan is the sons she left. Who have closed that booked and are now able to move on.