#I am so fucking normal about them

[nebuladreamz]

First attempt

[joliackermann]

Is this supposed to be Addair and his wife? Like when they were young?

IS IT???

And does that mean that Addair has brown hair? If that even is him? Maybe when he was younger?

Homie doesn't even have fucking eyebrows in the game😭🫶

PLEASE

I NEED ANSWERS

[241cookies]

NAAAHH, BECAUSE I AM LOWKEY OBSESSED WITH THIS PANEL *gremlin noises*

In all seriousness, Lanyon allowing himself to be at peace whenever he was alone with Jekyll lowkey portraying how he let his guard down around Henry kinda makes me wanna scream??

ALSO, THE WAY HE RESPONDS TO WOMEN AS 'THE FAIRER SEX' AND HENRY TO LOSE INTEREST IN THEM BECAUSE OF HIS UNINTENTIONAL CRUSH IS BRILLIANT

New Page didn't disappoint

[curmoritor]

@beloven asked: kiss 43, cain

Perhaps you shouldn't have let that idiot go alone. Yet, it was the damned Sage's choice on who went on the mission regarding the central spirits. Personally, you think they made the worse possibly choice. Oz and Figaro are pathetic. They are useless... It's like sending a bunch of baby rabbits into the maw of a beast and hoping they'll come out alive. Surely at least one will die. Your behavior is uncharacteristic of you. You don't now why you are so worried, let alone why you went out of your way to obsessively stalk the sage to learn each and every plan they had thought of. You are rather glad none of the other older wizards caught you, save for Shylock... But he won't open his mouth.

The City of Mesa.

Well, you were right that Figaro and Oz will be positively useless in this place. You aren't even sure why you are doing this. if anyone of them die that's their fault for being weak. Maybe, just maybe, they shouldn't have sent the two weakest countries on a highly dangerous mission together! Perhaps Figaro or Oz should have opened their mouth and told the sage just how dangerous this place is.

The spirits are angry. The air is tense. You can't even get close unless you want to utterly reveal yourself. You don't know what is happening in this place but it's not good. The spirits are angry and violent-

❛ Gh- ❜

You cringe violently, almost falling off of your broom as your yellow eyes suddenly feels intense pain. A hand coming up to cover it as if that will do anything. This pain is familiar to you. Dangerously familiar too you.

That stupid Knight is dying somewhere in this cursed city.

Whatever is happening, you know that even Oz will not be able to tell your magic apart from the spirits swirling around at all. Perhaps it's a blessing, perhaps it's a curse- You don't know. Maybe this knight wanted to die as he was viscously ripped apart by the spirits. Appearing in a sand storm that even you find it hard to breath in. You aren't even sure if he'll remember you appearing here. Maybe that's for the best, Yet your hands grab his face as you smile at him. Blood is everywhere. You are going to be stained with his blood again...

❛ Stupid Sir Knight~ Stupid Cain... You think you can die this easily? Don't make me laugh. Survive. ❜ It was a demand just as much as it was a plea to him, a desperate plea from you disguised as something full of contempt and anger that he dare die in a pathetic place like this. A city of the dead. Yet, your lips meet his. You aren't sure why but it's a far quicker way to give him anything related to magic then using your hands. A kiss that he won't even remember, A kiss you'll never bring up again. Something that is so secret that even the two people that it's between aren't sure if it was even real.

You aren't good at healing magic. No northerner is unless you are a freak, like Figaro. That man gets a power trip over holding someone's life in his hand. Even you aren't that twisted- So all you can do now... is force your magic into his body and hope that he can handle it and survive. Such an amateurish manner of doing things. It frustrates you so greatly, but you can do nothing else. Yet, he does remain breathing as the spirits dispel and you disappear from the sight of the others.

❛ Haaa... You better survive, Sir knight~ I'll be really angry, otherwise. ❜ You need to get this blood off of you. It's making your heart move in a really weird way again. Not even the Sage could answer why that happened and it makes you so angry.

Why is your chest hurting over him being hurt? Maybe you should just rip that useless heart of yours out.

[madizenmadi]

someone please talk to me about ruspru

[jgvfhl]

Oh my god them

MORE NIKPRICE MORE NIKPRICE MORE NIKPRICE‼️‼️‼️‼️

old man yaoi >>>>>

[inkskinned]

there are a lot of posts out there that are positive and healthy coping mechanisms for handling the holidays. this is not one of them :)

i think there's like. going to be times in your life you will be stuck in a social situation that you cannot escape from gracefully. i do not know why the internet doesn't believe these times exist. it's not always just that your physical safety is at risk - sometimes it's legit like "i just don't currently have the energy or time to put in the effort of responding to this." sometimes it's a coworker you hate so much. sometimes it's just like, fine, you know? like you know you can handle your aunt when she's cheerily horrible, but if you actually set a boundary around her, it's going to be weeks of fallout with your father.

i don't know why people think the answer is always just "cut them out!" or "don't let them get away with that!" because ... the real world is tricky and complicated. i think kind of a lot of us have an internal "radiation poisoning" meter for certain people. like - i'm talking about the ones who are absolutely giving you gradual ick damage. like, you can handle them, but you'll be exhausted.

and yes. you absolutely should listen to your therapist and the good posts about handling others and set good boundaries and take care of yourself. prioritize peace.

HOWEVER :) ...... since im often in a situation with a Gradual Sense of Ick person i cannot just "cut out" of my life (without losing someone else precious to me) - i have sort of developed the most. maladaptive form of mischief possible. because like, if i'm going to have to listen to this shit again, i like to have a little bit of private fun with it.

now! again, i am physically safe, just mentally drained by this man. you should only do this with people you are not in danger with. which leads me to my suggestions for when your Unfortunate Acquaintance shows up and says oh everyone pay attention to me.

my favorite word is "maybe!" said as brightly and happily as possible. whenever the Horrible Person starts in on a topic you do not want to go further with, particularly if they make a claim that you know to be inaccurate, do not respond to it. you and i have both tried to actually argue with this person, and it hasn't gone well, because this person just wants the drama of an argument. however, "maybe!" gives them literally nothing to go on. it is incredibly disarming. they are used to people having some response. they know they can't prove what they're saying, and maybe! treats them like the child they are. it dismisses them in the politest way possible.

i like to say maybe! and then, in their stunned silence, immediately change the subject. this is because i have adhd and i will have something unrelated to talk about, but if you can't think of topics fast enough, i recommend just pointing to something and saying, "isn't that lovely?" because fuck you let's bring in some positivity.

by the way. that second trick - of pointing to something and stating an opinion about it? - that just works on its own, like, 70% of the time. i picked it up from teaching preschoolers. it's an intentional "redirect". it stops children crying and it also stops grown adults from finishing their explanation on why women belong in kitchens. dual wielding!

keep it silly for yourself. i absolutely do not care if people think i'm fucking stupid (it's more fun if they do) and as a result i will purposefully misunderstand things just to see how long it takes them to realize i've completely removed them from the subject at hand. when they say "women aren't funny" i get to be like. "which women." "all women." "all women in america?" "no in the world." "like the mole people? the people in the world?" "what? no. like, alive." "oh are we not counting the mole people?" "what the fuck are you talking about." "you don't believe in the mole people?"

similarly, i play a personal game called "one up me." my Evil Acquaintance literally knows this game exists (my family & friends caught onto it and now also play it) and it always fucking gets him. i don't know why. you have to be willing to be a little free-spirited on this one, though. the trick is that when they make one of those horrible little bigoted or annoying comments they are always making, you need to go one unit weirder. not more intense, mind you - just more weird. "you don't look good in that dress." "yeah, actually, my other dress was covered in squid ink due to a mishap at the soup store." "you shouldn't wear such revealing clothes." "wait, what? oh shit. sorry, your son tears off strips when no one is looking and eats them. i swear it was longer before we left the building."

the point of "one up me" is to completely upend this person's narrative. we both know this person likes setting up situations where you cannot "win" and then they really like telling other people how badly you handled it. in a usual situation, if you respond "please don't say something that rude", you're a bitch. but if you let it happen, you're letting yourself be debased. they are not usually expecting door number three: unflappably odd. because what are they going to say when they're telling everyone how badly you behaved? "she said my son eats her dresses" ".... okay?"

if you can, form an allyship with someone whomst you can tagteam with. where they can pick up on your weird "soup store" story and run with it.

the following phrase is amazing and can be deployed for any situation: "oh, be nice :) it's the holidays!" i do not know why this works as often as it does. i'll say it for the most random shit. i think this is bc most of the time these people know they're being impolite, they just like to fight.

godbless. when in doubt, remember that you could always start stealing their pens.

the whole point of this is - if you can't escape. maybe see how long you can just be. like. a horrible little menace.

[p4nishers]

i cant get over the ball being so CLEARLY all for crowley i can't get over aziraphale trying to woo him with a WHOLE FUCKING BALL because that's what he knows that's what romance IS for him because he's been wanting to dance with crowley ever since dancing was invented and he's so stuck in time with the way he dresses and talks and he still thinks a dance is the high of romance AND HE MADE A WHOLE ENTIRE FUCKING BALL FOR CROWLEY JUST SO HE COULD DANCE WITH HIM like now it's so fucking obvious he gave away his BOOKS without a second thought and it was all for crowley he organised a whole JANE AUSTEN THEME BALL just so he could have an excuse to finally dance with the love of his life and i can't get over this i'm shaking my fists and pacing up and down he did not give a single fuck about anything other than dancing with crowley and HE BARELY TOUCHED OTHER PEOPLE'S HANDS WHILE HIS WHOLE FUCKING PALM WAS PRESSED TO CROWLEY'S AND i need to lie down

[itsallaboutbl]

#height difference

[bacchuschucklefuck]

while teen while goblin while aroace while injured while doing your best

[puppyeared]

good morning sifloop nation

[241cookies]

I am so close to writing a post about the comparison of Christopher/Anthony and Kate/Emilico

[jackwhiteprophetic]

ALWAYS GOING BACK TO "TWO CUT LINES" and the whole team understanding that Buck would prefer to die with Eddie than be left behind having failed to save someone. When he saw Buck's face after he got out, Eddie knew it too.

To Buck, wanting to die for someone is the only way he knows how to love them, because he thinks that is all he has to give, to show he should be kept around (as a body, as spare parts;) His parents taught him this, even though he didn't know about Daniel. Buck intrinsically knows what it is to exist having "failed" to save someone and it is his deepest fear to have that happen again.

Eddie saw that Buck would rather die with him than fail at dying for him and it fucking terrified him and also it terrified him to think that Buck and Christopher, two halves of his heart, could be split up if his stopped beating and so he changed his will, legally forced Buck to stay and he made sure that they can never have two cut lines but now Buck has to love Chris and Eddie by staying for them instead of destroying himself for them...

[regenderated]

"rank the doctors" based on what!? which one is my favourite? which one i think is objectively the best? which one is most fuckable? which one has the nicest voice? best costume? best actor? best writing?

[lunisoular]

felt like this would make you go insane but

"love is a gentle thing

yours is thicker than a velvet ring"

i always pictured the velvet ring being a baby's tiny hand wrapped around a finger. baby skin thats soft as velvet as a living, breathing example of love. a velvet ring.

also its asl bros with baby luffy. even tho the love between them wasnt "gentle" at all when they were kids lmao

hey. hey now. who allowed you to be so lovely

[uncanny-tranny]

I think it would really benefit people to internalize that mental illnesses are often chronic and not acute. Some of us will never be able to jump the hurdle of managing illness, much less sustaining a sense of normalcy. Many of us will never "recover," will never manage symptoms, will never even come close to appearing normal - and this is for any condition, even the ones labeled as "simple" disorders or "easy-to-manage" disorders.

It isn't a failure if you cannot manage your symptoms. It isn't a moral failure, and you aren't an awful person. You are human. There's only so much you can do before recognizing that you cannot lift the world. Give yourself the space to be ill because, functionally, you are.