#I Don't Fucking Know

[ghostsessioned]

200 baby warcrime starfish warm sleeping bag

[hiraunia]

Do you think she felt jelous?

I just know she was seething every time she saw them together.

Vi left a void that she wanted to fill and she was bitter that this ginger filled it first

[caleb-is-existing]

Oh my god

Formula 1 fans need to understand Lance could have done nothing because everyone was too close and yes he crashed into Daniel, what the fuck should he have done? just clip through him?

[yui-kimura]

(@meglinpancake for haunted moonstone!!)

[tmascjean]

my "art"

[kayooreh]

Oh boy do I have a thing to show you!

(insert tag explanation)

[feralkwe]

either i just won something or god has forsaken me on purpose

no, i will not tell you what i was looking for. don't ask.

[rottingrard]

[retros-artandstuff]

Made Nanami's cleaver from JJK for my geek of an older brother

really like how it came out tbh so I'd thought I'd post it :)

[loki-laufeychild]

I put the HOT in psychotic

[satansrequiem]

you do know hermaphrodite was/is a term for trans girls too? Like, transmisogyny and intersexism is very much intertwined and unfortunatly you can't shake the trannies off that easily

respectfully, where the bloody hell you saw that. i've searched through the down end of the internet (and i don't mean Tumblr or tiktok or anything like that, i was looking for at least one article somewhere) and i've only found for intersex folks. also, intersexism isn't only tied to transmisogyny. (and it's not because you got called a slur that you can reclaim it... it's not how it works.).

(tone is neutral. used bloody hell because that's how i speak, it is meant in a neutral way. the "looking through the down end of etc..." sentence is a hyperbole.)

(also, anon is a trans woman and can reclaim the t slur.)

[ericagray]

Irresistible Longing

1.3k words blade fanfic

Ehe, this is the first fanfic that I wrote here, I hope you enjoy it ~

Note: the reader is the path of abundance

As if the sky had wiped away the sting of iron blood from your nose. Your surroundings were replaced with earthly odour after rain. It was only after the downpour of water had stopped that you are able to continue to search for your companion Blade - your footwear tramping through the mud and blood; continue to trace his location based on Elio's instructions. Although the more you are getting close to the location, the smell of blood from who blade killed reappeared unless the sting was getting denser. 

The light on your holographic screen flickers as you stumble upon a formation consisting of rocks and a tract of ground which almost makes up a cave for dozen people to take shelter from the rain. But before your orbs stir into your devices once more to check whether it's the correct place or not, you notice a familiar male figure leaning over back to back from the cave wall. Sitting down - bending over one leg, arm staying put above his stomach as he closes his eyes - he tries to stay on guard as his body slowly heals punctures wound in his left shoulder and abdomen.

You tread closer to his resting body and despite your slow movements - trying not to disturb him too much, his body instinctively grabs his sword almost just to slash out the remaining enemy he left behind.

"Wait... Blade, it's me-" his movements are abruptly stopped by the sound of a familiar voice. A few moments have passed, and his crimson eyes glare at you. his eyes are more darkened than usual, perhaps from scowling his eyebrows in pain. 

He lowered his weapon as soon as he realized it was you who dare to step in a sleeping wolf. Sword scraping through the dirt as he drags it to his side - his fist clenched as he pulls it above his abdomen - It must be painful even for him.

"Please don't move too much... I'll heal you in a moment" You waste no more sentences in your mouth and start envelope Blade's wound with the light of your healing. 

Another moment passes with no words exchanged from either of you. It's not like Blade wants to be bothered by what you're trying to say, not to mention how he has avoided you in the past. Each time both of you cross-path one another; even in necessity mean as Sterallon Hunters, he would avert his gaze in the opposite direction of where you are and walk away even when you're just trying to show gratitude from the mission. He must've been hating me for some reason - you thought.

Even when I know from the bottom of my heart that it is drawn to you - belong to you, but I know you don't feel the same way...

Yet with all of those thoughts drowning your mind, your orbs finally notice that he's been staring at you throughout the time you heal him. The expression on his face appears unreadable. Unable to tell what he's feeling, you quickly assume he's annoyed by how long it took to fully treat him.

And so, your healing lights dimmed down as you finally finished recovering his scars to his original state.

"I'm sorry that it took too long, it's finally done now." 

The same expression still adorns his face as he looks at you.

"We should get going now-" Your skin brushes with him as he grabs your wrist before you stand up. His grip was a firm one yet gentle enough for your soft skin.

"Blade?" Tendons stand out in the neck, a visible pulse as you swallow your own saliva. Did I do something wrong? - Subconsciously putting your thoughts into your mouth.

A sudden movement, he pulls in your wrist just as your body flung into his. A brief time ago, his body was surrounded with blood infused with a stench of iron, but in your arm - nose buried in his shoulder, you sense a hint scent of warm lemon in his body.

"Blade?" You repeat as soon as you snapped into reality. His arm slowly circles around your body, making sure there's no distance between you and him. 

Gaped by his sudden gesture, the gear in your brain tries to process the reason behind his actions. His breath quietened upon the contact, cradling your waist so close like an irreplaceable treasure - thus, heeding his heartbeat thrashing loudly in your chest whilst noticing the size difference between your body and his. 

"... You..." 

He murmured into your shoulder, eyes observing your orbs once more. His low and raspy voice, It felt like forever since you heard him.

"You... Absorbed my nature as a whole... My soul..."

"Blade... I--"

"You... Always haunts my mind...The thought of you was inevitable to me... I yearn for you as a whole and I am no longer my own master because of you" 

"... Yearning me as a whole...?" - such profound word bewitched your body so deeply that you felt your heart beating for him in response. You too, know really well that you've desired him as much as his.

"Don't you hate me...?" 

you swore his hold tightens and his gaze shifts into a cold one that would cower his enemy. Your question is simply to assure your heart that you didn't misunderstand his intention.

A rush of frustration hits him, and within the blink of an eye, Blade's warm lips find their way into yours. He hungrily claims your lips into his as you let out a small gasp. 

For Aeon-knows how long he's been longing for you yet keeps withdrawing himself since he set his own path into a way of the sword.

He let out a small growl before pushing you to the ground, pulling you close to him, feeling your body against his. As the kiss deepens, he runs his hands up and down your back, relishing the feeling of your body against his.

Your voice, your smell, your taste. It's the other thing that would drive him insane than almost being a Mara-Struck. You are the curse that he would gladly suffer.

"B-blade..." You mumbled when he finally parted ways from your mouth and snapped back to reality. He towered his body over yours as he watches you gaping for air. Blade slowly cupped your cheek and caressed it gently.

"These feelings... Is there anything I can even do about it...?" He rambles to himself as he rubs his face to your shoulder, hand clinches above the ground.

As if you see his perspective of his own immortality, You knew that he'd think that the death that he wanted so much cannot be achieved if he focus on something else; He'd think there's no point in putting faith in someone else.

"Blade... Listen to me..." 

Unable to resist his anguish, you slowly fold your arms behind his head - keeping him close to your body.

"You don't deserve to live with all of those sufferings, You know?" Your lips pressed into his forehead, kissing his hair bangs as you stroke the back of his neck.

"I know that you always longed for death as far back as you can remember and to achieve what you wanted... You don't have to beat yourself up. A bit of comfort and joy wouldn't hurt, no?"

Even without him saying anything, you could feel his embrace trembling - In spite of his stoicism, he really is someone fragile. 

"Until that time, let's be there for each other," you vow.

And despite what happens

The future may never spoke

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice 

But in your arms

Ice or fire

Day or night

In life or in death

Let's make a promise never to never separate

[hi-avathisside]

*RANT AHEAD LONG POST

I told my mother that I might have ADHD and I may need to see a psychologist to diagonose it properly and correctly.

Guess what happened?

She gaslighted me. She fucking gaslighted me. It took me so so much courage to face her and tell her this and do you know what she did? The moment I finished speaking, she said I'm just lazy and my sleep schedule is fucked up and I'm faking it all. I don't need no psychologist. I should rather just focus on my studies and stop reading about this bullshit.

She said that "So you're saying that you want to focus on a task, but you cannot and keep thinking about it the all day?" I was hopeful here thinking that maybe, maybe just for once she understood me, but what was I thinking? She proceeded to say, "You're just faking it and you're lazy"

Why would I think about my parents understanding me? Stupid fool. Thinking my own mother would give me some love and understanding. Stupid Stupid.

The conversation(a shame to call it that) or more like lecture:

*I explain what adhd is and what executive dysfunction is and how I feel like it affects me*

"Achha matlab tu yeh keh rahi hai ki tu kaam karna chahti, tujhe lagta bhi hai ki tu kaam karegi lekin tu kar nahi paati? [Name] Yeh sab karna na chhod de tu bas aalsi hai aur kuch nahi. Tujhe sach main lagta hai tu yeh sab bolegi aur humein samjh aajayega *(now yelling) Apni na padhai par dhyaan de aur na time se sona aur uthna shuru karde. Ye uljulool cheezein padhne ki aur mujhe batane ki ki zaroorat nahi hai. tujhe koi adhd waghera nahin hai sab paagal pan hai padhai karle wahi bohot hai."

"Aisa nahi hota hai logon ko sach main yeh sab ho sakta hai"

"Yeh sab na bekaar ki baatein hain aur humare paas iss sab faaltu cheezon ke liye paise nahi hain."

"Thik hai" * I proceed to leave the room, to breathe for 5 minutes. I come back again, and all I hear is more taunts "inhe kuch bol do toh yeh toh sunenge bhi nahi, kamre se hi bahar chali jaati hai" etc. etc.

I don't know what to do. Why would she even say all that? Is it so hard to even try to understand your own child? Give them a little bit of thought and not just spew out nonsense? I guess it is quite hard for the parents.

[exotic-dinostuff]

[thebean-17]

[folkloregirlfriend]

when we were in school it was always studying studying and studying now everyone is doing everything except studying and i feel bad for not doing all of that and taking the studying path???