#I hope other people find this funny

[random-dragon-exe]

No one: 

Absolutely no one:

Chip: 

[madootles]

;)

[lorillee]

in honor of kakashis birthday i thought i might as well finally release my half finished mini concept of "inverse lost tower where baby kakashi comes to hang out with shippuden era team 7. Badly" because obviously baby kakashi seeing his older self have relationships and happiness that baby kks doesnt think he can or deserves to have pisses him off on such a fundamental level hes so filled with rage he barely knows what to do with himself. not to mention that adult kakashis general outward lackadaisical demeanor also makes him angry because how can they have gone through all the same things and yet he still doesnt take anything seriously etc etc u already know all this. regardless the issue more than anything else was that im not much of a writer so i could never get the words to feel right so it'll probably stay unfinished forever, but take these anyways

[recurring-polynya]

A very happy birthday to @kaicko ! I drew my annual Byakuya for youuuuuuuuu!

(she cherished it forever)

[helios-two]

cindy + studcoms compilation

[tozettastone]

You did Itachi so dirty, he's not how you envision you as a parent, just say you are an abuse advocate and are actually in favor of children being abused. You're gross

Oh, anon. You can enjoy a character and still understand that they're not a role model.

On Itachi: Itachi caved under pressure, helped kill his entire family, and used genjutsu torture as a motivational tool on his baby brother. If he actually existed as a person and not as an element of a story, I wouldn't put him in charge of a puppy. Since he is an element of a story, it can be fun to put him in charge of other characters and watch his raging internal pathology go nyoom.

On your perception of events: If the existence of his canon character bothers you, that's fine. But Itachi's character isn't a problem I'm having. It appears to be a problem you're having.

On your behaviour: Unlike Uchiha Itachi from Naruto, I'm actually a person, and how you treat me is what matters. Messaging me to complain that you think I'm "advocating child abuse" because I said Itachi would be a bad parent reflects poorly on your education, your personality, and your ability to regulate your own emotions. Your parents should be ashamed to have raised such a person.

[swordheld]

hi! your blog is one of my favourites and i absolutely adore reading your thoughts. my grandfather recently passed away and it feels like i lost myself with him. how do i continue living after this? there is this constant weight on my chest and it feels like an emptiness has made a home inside of me. how do i go on when it feels like the world crashed on my shoulders?

hello, love! this is so very sweet and kind of you, and i hope you're treating yourself gently and kindly right now - there aren't words for a loss like this. that heaviness is difficult, and hard, and painful. it's okay if things don't feel okay, right now, or even soon - i think that's something that a lot of the people i know that have gone through similar grief feel: like they should be able to get back to a relative 'normal' in a [insert far too short period of time].

but it's okay if it hurts. that's where i'd like to start. you're allowed to feel that emptiness, that world-crashed feeling that goes beyond words, beyond time. don't feel like you have to rush this to feel some sort of better. things get easier with time, i promise you this, but sometimes painful feelings are important to feel, too. cry, scream, feel your emotions. they're a part of you. grieve.

it's perhaps a little silly, but when i think about death i always think about a couple of space songs: mainly drops of jupiter by train and saturn by sleeping at last. there are perhaps others that speak to the emotions better, but these two have always hit something a little deeper for me, and are popular for a wide-reaching reason.

and while personally i don't know much about grief like this, i do know a lot about love; and i think they're a lot of the same thing.

the people we love are a part of us, and this is why it takes from us so deeply when we lose them, because it does feel like we've lost a part of ourselves in the wake of it. but it's because they were so central to our experiences of living - our lives, that the separation introduces a hollowness - a place where they used to be. a home that now goes unlived in.

an emptiness, like you said.

but just because they're not here physically, doesn't mean he's not still there, in your heart, in your life, your memory. you can hold him close in smaller ways, as well: steal a sweater, or cologne/scent for something a little more physical and long lasting for remembering. hold onto the memories you cherish, the things that made you laugh, the ease of slow mornings and gentle nights. write them all down, slide a few photographs in there, go through it and add more when you miss him. keep them all close, keep them in your heart.

you're not alone, in this. he's still there, with you, it's just - in the little things.

he's with you in the way you see and go about your daily life, in doing what he liked to do, in the ways he interacted with the world that you shared with him. the memories you recall fondly when the night is late or the moment is right and something calls it into you like a melody, an old bell, laughter you'd recognize anywhere.

but i think, perhaps most importantly above all others - talk about him. with your family, your friends, his friends, strangers; stories are how we keep the people we love alive. the connections they've made, the legacies and experiences they've left behind, and so, so many stories.

how lucky, we are - to love so much it takes a piece of us when they go. grief is the other side of the coin, but it does not mean our love goes away. it lives in you. it lives in everyone who knew him, in the smallest pieces of our lives.

the people we love never really leave us, like this: they're in how we cook and the way we fold our newspapers, our laundry, in the radio stations we tune in to and the way we decorate our walls, our photo albums. they're in the way we store our mail, organize our closets, the scribbled notes in the indexes of our books. the meals we love and the drinks we mix, the way we spend time with one another. they've been passed down for generations, for longer than history - and we are all the luckier for it.

think about what you shared with him, and do it intentionally. bring him into your life, like this, again. whether it's crosswords or poetry or sports or anything else. if one doesn't help, try another. something might click.

i hope things feel a little easier for you, as they tend to do only with time. i hope you find joy in your grief, even if it is small and hard to grasp at first. know that your hurt stems from so much love that there isn't a place to put it properly, and that it is something so meaningful and hurting poets and storytellers have been struggling to put it into words and sounds that feel like the fit right for eons, and that it is also just simply yours. sometimes things don't have to make sense. sometimes they just are - unable to be put into words or neat little sentiments, as unfair and tragic as they come.

but i promise it will not feel like this forever. your love is real. and perhaps, on where to begin on from here - i think it's less on finding where to begin and just beginning. and you've already started. you've taken the most important and crucial step: the first one. wherever you go, after that, from here? you'll figure it out. you always have, and you always do. it'll come, as things always do. love leads us, as does light - and you're never alone in your hurt. in your grief, your missing something dear to you. i think if you talk about it with others, you'll find they have ways of helping you cope as well - and they have so much love of their own to spare, too.

as an aside, here is the song (northern star by dom fera) i was listening to when i wrote this, for no other reason more than it makes me think of connections, and love, and how we hold onto the people we love and how they change us, wonderfully and intrinsically. it's a little more joyous than the others i've mentioned, and plays like a story, and it made me think of what is at the core of this, love and stories and i am here with you, and maybe it'll bring you some joy, if you'd like it. wishing you all my love and ease 💛

[itspileofgoodthings]

one of my favorite things about getting older is that I’m just more sure and more confident in taking control in social situations and making other people feel at ease. I really love it!

[blabberoo]

Thinking about how drifter and bobby would somewhat worship eachother. It feels like they are each other's version they want to be (idk how to put it i suck at english). Immortality and mortality, both who were cursed in somekind of plague.

Everytime i draw them all touchy, cuddly, with each other. Being so, so close. That thought comes to mind.

[carmineskiesandspidereyes]

A Softer Trigun, part 20/?

pt. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23

[rk9]

Tumblr, I need help in identifying what kind of cat my cat is.

I think he may be at least part Maine Coon, but I got this boy from a rescue and before that he was a stray for 2 years. So he doesn't have anything official stating his breed (or coat name, I'd also like help in identifying that.)

This is him, he's got a sweet temperament and he's a giant (both figuratively and literally) baby. He's about 17 lbs last I checked, there's comparison photos of him beside my mother's regular sized cat as well for scale. He's very fluffy and soft, and is quite the talker as well.

[hood-ex]

Wait wtf is DC doing with this new not-reboot called Absolute Comics? It's just like... more comics with the word Absolute on the title lmao? And giving writers more creative freedom? But still working alongside the main line of comics? So it's like Elseworlds but not, and it sounds like it's supposed to crossover with the main line in some big event in the future.

[yo-yo-hakusho]

sometimes babygirls are lovable violent dudes 💖

[smile-files]

oh yeah i watched the new ii and it was pretty wack. my only two thoughts are

i love cabby

they had to neutralize clover?????? hello?????????

[xiakeik]

Euclidia glyphica Common Name: Burnet Companion Species Description: A day-flying moth often found flying alongside butterflies and other day-flying moths. They'll fly rapidly for a short distance then settle down with their wings partly open, revealing the bright orange-yellow hindwings.(Source)

Alternative versions! (Because I'm indecisive LMAO)

From left to right: No text, Text (Phone Wallpaper), No Text (Phone Wallpaper)

[donaviolet]

Friendship is the most special thing in the world because no award could be give me bigger happiness than jumping around in my room and smiling because my pookie asked me if I wanted to match pfps