#I’m back to normal

[hanafubukki]

You have to admit!

YOU CANT DENY EVIL GENERAL VANROUGE WOULD BE HOT

He would be SO HOT AJANEKFF

[mangozic]

archivist be upon ye

[electronicmail]

Firefox-official vs electronicmail

Hydrogen bomb vs coughing baby

okay come up with a better idea then. firefox-official is gone asshole it’s electronicmail or nothing

[pwuppyl0ve]

big sister who tucks me in at night. big sister who shakes her head and tries to leave when i grab her hand and beg her to sleep in my bed with me. big sister who finally agrees after i start tearing up. big sister who feels so guilty for fantasizing about her little sister. big sister who tried so hard to go to sleep when i curl up in her arms. big sister who . idk where i was going with this. big sister who can barely hold herself back for long enough for me to fall asleep before she buries her face in my hair and gently grinds against my ass <3 big sister who pulls up my thin shirt to grope my tits and mouth at my throat <3 big sister who can’t help but to pull down my underwear and touch my cunt <3 big sister who slips one, two fingers inside me because she just has to hear me whine so prettily <3 big sister who knows full well this isn’t going to be the last time <3

[macksartblock]

Begging my work to let me see my boyfriend this Christmas

[moving-to-dreamwinged]

one time on another platform when i was super new to self shipping i was like. how can you believe your f/o loves you back? and someone replied “don’t they bring you comfort? that is their love for you”

[fintrafeatherfall]

petra. thank you for coming to my ted talk

[toothpastewolf]

he’s so aroace to me

[cable-salamdr]

I’m just gonna start posting batches of my favorite tiny expressions that I’ve drawn because like… look at them.

[silvykinesis]

Some Kingdom Hearts sketchbook stuff!!!

(Don’t mind all the soriku I have brain rot and they’re so in love)

[squidinu]

haunted by the living

[shellxrls]

everybody moved on I STAYED HERE

[inthehouseoffinwe]

Y’know when you’re tired and come across the wrong post at the wrong time and just. Pure rage. For no reason whatsoever.

I’m feeling rather bitter at Elwing rn (it was a very well written ficlet and I admire the writer, I’m just tired and unwell 😂) so you get a little fic of me getting that out. Content warning done.

Here we go!

Elrond and Elros can’t stand most depictions of their mother.

White feathered wings, plain white gown billowing in the sea breeze around her slight figure, two dark shapes reaching taloned hands for the brilliant gem around her neck. Desperate expression on a too round face with wide eyes looking towards her sons. It makes them sick.

Because Elwing wasn’t soft and innocent. Elwing wasn’t like that at all.

Sharp, angular features. Grey slivers for eyes more often clouded than not. White? Yes she wore white. But it was the white of a desert sun, the white of cold starlight, merciless and unfeeling as elves were dragged to the darkness.

And she’d loved her sons, yes, but it was the love of an ideal. Elwing was young and far from ready for the burdens of motherhood alongside ruling a city in her husband’s ever growing absences. And the gem-

Well. The less said about the silmaril, the better.

The Sindar more than others remain desperate for a symbol of innocence, a sign of their claim to the stolen jewel over the sons of it’s creator. So they present their winged princess bathed in holy light whilst the sons of Fëanor cower from it’s brilliant glow.

But Elrond and Elros remember how the stone sang when Maedhros and Maglor arrived, just as they remember their mother’s fury at its song.

You see, Elwing loved her sons. But she didn’t jump to save them.

Elrond and Elros saw the beginnings of regret, but they also remember her steadfast determination to keep what was never hers, cold starlight and unyielding sun meshing to cruel pride as she fell. It wasn’t holy light but white hot fire that clashed with the silmaril to send her screaming as the stone rejected her grasp, burning brighter than ever as she flew to her husband.

Elrond’s arrival to Valinor and the white scars radiating from Elwing’s hand to her chest confirm what he knew all along.

It wasn’t innocence that crowned her the day Sirion fell.

Because years before Maedhros and Maglor had fallen victim to the Silmaril’s hallowing, Elwing the White had paid the price for her false claim. And no matter how they tried to hide it, the consequences of that pride marked her to this day.

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

[weirdglassthing]

Youll never guess what I started!!

While watching the first episode I forced myself to figure out how to draw rett and it paid off look at him!!

Avantris singlehandedly forcing me to learn how to draw men

Silhouettes because they look shockingly baddass, Barbie pyke because Jesus do not leave his hair unrendered, and the sketch because I find it funny

[bitchface24-7]

I love the dichotomy between Sam and Dean where they see each other in opposite lights. (lowkey a character analysis below)

We’ve seen how Dean views himself. He thinks he’s worthless, weak, stupid, and unloveable. He “hates what he sees in the mirror.”

Sam thinks Dean is amazing. He’s a phenomenal hunter and an even better brother. He stepped up to take care of him when dad fucked off. Dean took care of Sammy in ways most people would never understand. Dean is strong, kind, funny, witty, and undeniably gorgeous. Sam loves Dean with all his heart. No one will ever replace him. No one. Sam cannot live without Dean. If Dean leaves him, he’ll just be surviving.

Sam on the other hand thinks he’s a weirdo, a freak, an abomination. Something to put out of its misery since how could something so disgusting be alive in this world?

Dean thinks Sammy is brilliant. A keen eye and a knack for researching into unknown lore the brothers didn’t even know existed. He’s snarky, snooty, sarcastic, and sweet. Sammy knows the power of both his bitch stare and puppy-dog eyes. Sammy must know he has Dean wrapped around his pinky finger? There isn’t a goddamn thing in this world that tops Sam in Dean’s eyes. Sam is perfect. He’s both beautiful on the inside and out. Sammy is Dean’s priority, his main focus, his baby brother. Eventually it just switches to “mine. mine. mine.” in Deans head. Dean cannot live without Sammy, he’ll k*ll himself before he lives in a world without his baby brother.

Like??? HELLO?!?! I love them so much it isn’t even funny