#I need to physically recover from this

[jojo-schmo]

I am a different person now than I was before finishing Good Omens 2

[isabelleadjani]

SOOYOUNG on Hyo's Level Up

[youssefguedira]

K or N for Joe and/or Nicky

K. On the edge of consciousness.

Yusuf wakes slowly, so slowly that he can’t see and isn’t even sure he can open his eyes, only half-sure he still has eyes, and that’s how he knows there’s something very, very wrong. He can’t move, can’t hear, can’t even smell anything. He doesn’t remember exactly what happened to him, but every part of him is burning, and he’s fairly sure the weird aching sensation in his head is his skull knitting itself back together, which. He really, really didn’t need to know what that feels like. 

There’s a scraping in his chest when he breathes in, but at least he’s breathing. 

Where is he? He could be anywhere. He could be in the middle of the street, could have been dragged away from the fighting from someone who had seen him breathing through a wound that should have killed him immediately. When he wakes, what will he find? Will they have taken his weapon? How long has he been dead? 

Will Nicolò be able to find him, if they are separated? Will he even try?

Slowly but steadily, he starts to hear something: a high pitched whistling that sounds like it’s coming from deep inside his own head. The darkness begins to lift, leaving flickering amber lights across his vision, and a shadow in front of him. 

There’s a voice, too, one that sharpens into words as Yusuf’s hearing begins to return. He doesn’t understand their meaning, but the cadence of them and the voice itself is familiar. 

“Are you awake?” Nicolò asks softly, switching to Arabic. 

Yusuf tries to make a sound in response. Whether it’s audible he doesn’t know, because the only noise he can really make is a rasping exhale, but Nicolò hushes him anyway.

“Do not… you can be slow,” Nicolò says. He’s more comfortable with the sounds of the language now, but still doesn’t always string sentences together well. “We are safe. I am here.”

He’s made aware of where his hand is by the feeling of Nicolò reaching for it. Yusuf manages to make an actual sound this time, but still can’t form words. Nicolò squeezes his hand gently. 

“I am here,” he says again. 

Eventually, Yusuf’s skull seems to piece itself back together fully, and his vision sharpens, letting him see that they’re backed into the corner of the two remaining intact walls of a house ravaged by fire, Nicolò crouched in front of him with his sword in hand. There’s a trail of blood leading to where Yusuf is lying now, and a section of the room that has collapsed. He can piece together enough. Nicolò would have had to drag him over here.

This time, he manages to make a sound, even if he can’t quite form words. Nicolò looks down at him over his shoulder, and there is blood on his face and in his hair, and only then does Yusuf notice the bodies in the room. 

“Okay?” Nicolò asks. 

Yusuf manages to nod, and it sends a spike of pain along his spine. Nicolò turns slightly to look at him properly. 

“You are almost done, I think,” he says. “You did not… you were asleep for a long time. I did not know if…”

“Nicolò,” Yusuf finally manages, hoarse.

“Rest,” Nicolò says. “I am here.”

(letter asks)

[fisheito]

@requiodile EXACTLY my thoughts !!!! rei's too old and tired and will probably have to clean the loads outa his butt for the next several hours. yakumo can carry HIMSELF back home after wreaking that kind of destruction

[littlebigmouse]

Something about AU Vander telling AU Powder she's "too smart to spend her life in a bar" vs telling AU Ekko (as far as he knows, anyway) that he thinks he'd be "running this place soon" makes the latter almost seem like an insult.

[cutie-lumi]

Late night illusion Tsumugi~

[privilegedjester]

just realized I don't think I ever posted the sketches for what will (hopefully) become paintings!! Probably this week actually, once I do my pop sockets, as I'm not exactly allowed to go anywhere :') apologies for my inconsistent lighting I worked on loop hangout in the dark

[generallyjl]

this is incomprehensible to anybody who isn't terminally and niche-ly online but james somerton looks like porfo from drawfee please help me

[tianhai03]

been wanting to draw luis for a while now

(no context re4r spoilers under the cut)

i just really wanted to draw this if im being honest.

[dreamlogic]

aye can i get a fuckin uuuhhhh

break. on my burger

[minisqwish-draws-things]

Was really happy with these sketches

[hikeyzz]

i really need more disabled friends bc i have so many things i want to talk about and no one that really gets it. i'm not new to being disabled but i have been living on the line between "disabled enough to need accommodations, but not so much i qualify for benefits" which puts me squarely between the disabled and abled communities. so hi um disabled friends that follow me come say hi pls let's be friends???

[rabbits-of-negative-euphoria]

when I was waiting the 3 hours for diagnosis, and then 7 hours for my surgery, while round after round of morphine kept wearing off too quickly (for Level 9-10 pain), I tried to recite hymns/spiritual songs in my head to distract myself, but I simply could not track the words of the ones I picked

However, I quite involuntarily got the bridge from Free by Florence + The Machine stuck in my head instead

Is this how it is?

Is this how it’s always been?

To exist in the face of suffering and death

And somehow still keep singing?

Oh, like Christ upon the cross

Who died for us, Who died for what?

Oh, don’t you wanna call it off?

[ofduskanddreams]

After 2 whole months having to go without it, I finally was able to get my adhd meds again y’all!!

(just in time for me to see FOB this weekend)

[angelstrawbabie420]

in my quest to quell my pain ive only hurt myself worse. damned if i do damned if i dont.

[melancholyfleurs]

little self esteem brag i knew i have made progress in the body image department when i tried on an old pair of shorts from like 3 years ago today and they didn’t fit and instead of having a breakdown i just shrugged and went on with my day. yes i looked great but i cried when i had to use oil and didn’t eat pasta for 2 years so was i really enjoying my life when i wore those??? absolutely not. and im still hot as fuck now most importantly so who gives a fuck. not me! happy saturday