#I just made myself cry

[wikitpowers]

friendly reminder that kit is convinced that johnny chosing rosemary over him is the same as ty chosing livvy instead of him 💔

[aot-brainrot-my-beloved]

"Do you think we're best friends in every universe?"

"...Yeah"

[angstigone]

himeno always joking with aki that you have fancy tastes, and that if he'll ever want to propose to you, he might already save a good chunk of money to get soemthing that you might enjoy.

you always shush himeno but aki can tell you have a taste for the finer things in life, not in a superficial way but genuinely enjoyed the quality and long-lasting effect.

hence he does want to propose to you with something worth it but with two years on the line, there isn't much that he can do.

still, he tries his damn hardest.

and still, you can't help but believe that you'd have been fine as well with paper rings as you gently behold the one diamond silver gold band you found in his pocket while cleaning up his stuff to see what to donate and what to keep.

you inspect it and you find the note that he had hoped to give you something more. something worth it. but as he didn't have enough time he ended up going with this, in case his two years run out.

and you can't help but choke in your cries - because you didn't even get those two whole years - you slip the ring on your finger and answer the unspoken question.

it'd have been a 'yes'.

[elysianymph]

oh my god what the fuck did i just write what the fuuuuuuuck

[swugflower]

No one could say what was more surprising - that Bruce and Clark managed to stay alive for long enough to even get old or how long they managed to keep their relationship going.

For Clark, it was definitely the first. He never doubted that Bruce and him would be for life, once they finally managed to figure their shit out. Him being right, only made the thing about aging more terrifying.

It seemed to him as if it had happened overnight. One day Bruce was young, with no wrinkles and the strength of a young god, and suddenly, his hair was more grey than black, his face was sagging and he had trouble walking upright. Batman had taken its toll on him, even many years after he had given the active part up.

In reality, it had been many years and decades, of course. But really understanding the passing of time sometimes was hard, when the person in the mirror barely changed at all. There were still few wrinkles on Clark, and while his body wasn’t as toned anymore and his hair now had a salt-and-pepper look, he was almost still a young man.

It was terrifying and while Bruce seemed to be at peace with his demise, Clark very much wasn’t. Few things were able to kill him - but at his Ma’s graveside, he had learned that grieve might just be able to get the job done. He promised himself then and there that he wouldn’t let it end like that.

It was a day like any other when Bruce came up from the cave again.

“You know,” he said, as he gently lowered himself down on the armrest of Clark's chair. “I’ve been checking the inventory. Somethings don’t add up.”

“Oh?”

“There is some Kryptonite missing,” he said and looked down at Clark.

Clark swallowed hard. Often these days confusion and exhaustion of age clouded over Bruce's eyes, but in this moment they were clear. They were exactly the deep blue eyes with the dangerously sharp mind behind them, he had fallen in love with so many years ago.

“Maybe you have counted wrong? Or maybe one of the youngsters took some and didn’t write it down?” Clark suggested, his heartbeat heavy in his chest. It hadn’t been much. Just enough to be sure.

Bruce looked at him for some more moments, before leaning down to Clark and pressing a long kiss to the top of his head.

“You are right,” he said, before taking a shaky breath. “I’m sure that was what happened. What would I do without you?”

Clark suppressed the sob that wanted to burst out of him. How could have anyone ever doubted that they would stay together until the end?

[sparrowofthedawnsworld]

don’t imagine Jake holding you while you’re cramping and just overall uncomfortable. He holds you carefully but securely, fingers dragging soothingly over your tummy.

“Is this okay?” Jake taps his fingers over your tummy gently, referring to the way he was rubbing over the aching area.

“Mhmm,” you hum simply, eyes falling closed. The soft rumble of his voice soothes you beyond measure. “Keep talking, Jakey…?”

He smiles against your hair, a low chuckle sounding from his chest. “Yeah? You like hearing my voice? Does it make you sleepy?”

“Mhm, sometimes…” you smile, too, even though he can’t see it.

“Aww,” he drawls, carefully tugging you a little closer. “My sweet baby loves my voice.”

Jake taps at your belly again, as though he’s talking to it. “Need you to stop hurting my girl. I can’t stand seeing her in pain. Knock it off already.”

You giggle breathily; the sound making Jake’s heart leap in his chest, knowing he was making you feel better.

“You’re so beautiful, angel. So sweet, so incredibly lovely.” He’s speaking softer now, his voice nudging you deeper into that sleepiness you’d started to feel. “I love your smile, and your eyes… your sweet little laugh, the way you always blush when I say cheeky things. You’re my angel…”

[userlando]

You’re dating Lando and it’s time for you to have sex. The problem is you have a really hard time orgasming when you’re with men so before the action begins you decide to tell Lando because you don’t want him to feel bad if he’s unable to make you come (you think he definitely won’t me able to make it happen, bc it never happens). How do you imagine Lando reacts? 🤭

omg he’d take it as a challenge because it’s just a well known fact that people with vaginas don’t always orgasm by penetration only. so he’d really lay it on thick with the foreplay, nothing too over the top!! just heavy petting, a leg between your thighs so you can grind against it. and in my head he’s a real fucking good kisser, would take his time with your mouth until you’ve lost all senses in your toes. he wouldn’t use his fingers more than a grab at your ass to guide your hips, a pull of your hair to situate your head right where he wants it so he can lick deeper into your mouth. and then he’d lay you flat on your back and kiss down your body, taking his time until he knows you’re completely and utterly relaxed and at his mercy. that’s when he’d really put his fingers and mouth to use, pulling orgasms out of you until you’re sensitive as fuck. and you wouldn’t really come when he does slide inside you, but it’s okay because he already made it up to you earlier

[baahsu]

Maybe that would also explain why Sanji, as a kid, fought back against them. Because he knew they used to be different. He wants his brothers back, not the monsters wearing their faces.

And then it got to a point where he realized he couldn't save them anymore... If only he were as good and kind as his mother...

[lukaherehelp]

My brain is almost fried after extensively explaining in text why the fox's pottery workshop is called "agape" and he specializes in kintsugi when it comes to repair pottery.

Because to put himself into a job that he's stuck to do for the rest of his life takes a type of love that the prince has never being given and because, like broken pottery, the golden scars of a broken heart should be worn with pride. After all, they show your healing journey.

[hinamie]

to moving forward

[teaboot]

You need to make art that nobody else likes. You need to make art that speaks to you alone. You need to cradle a serpent that eats its own tail and you need to love it until it loves you back

[sasswonfp]

This joke came to me in a fit of laughter (ALT description provided :3!)

[densewentz]

mmm not to be a solasmancer on main but im thinking about those few days after the Cole debacle if a solavellan Inquisitor encourages him to remain a spirit. just. Solas, watching her fret so much in the aftermath, terrified that she may have taken someone's choice away, worried that she influenced what Cole wanted somehow, watching her sheer relief and unbridled joy after Cole's, free and light and brimming with happy incredulity, "but you didn’t change, didn’t make me change. Thank you". He watches her, and thinks of Mythal. Thinks of devotion, and abuse. Regret. Thinks of Cole, and spirits and Wisdom and Pride- Thinks, wistfully, achingly, "in her hands, I might have been safe".

[pegsmothman]

Imagine if they kissed during the last episode and then Nandor found out that Guillermo had been turned by another vampire and the episode ended with him walking away.

You know..... just throwing it out there 👀

[localapparently]

/ orv epilogue + sp identity spoilers , cw blood

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[metaphorical-goblin]