#ITS SO HEARTWRENCHING

[buwheal]

a quick scribble of a scene from chapter 20 in this fic by @manofthepipis

(i really hope the colors are as bright to you guys as they are on my monitor lmao)

I NEED NEED NEED TO GUSH ABOUT THIS FIC RIHGT NOW HOLY SHIT

Never before have i actually sat down to read a REAL fanfic until yesterday (And today! I stopped at chapter 6 and read the rest today ^_^). I saw it in the tags of a spamton blog's art and decided to check it out since i had read a really short one without chapters on the site before but MAN was i not ready for this one!!! HOW COME NOBODY TOLD ME ABOUT FANFICS????? I had always heard not so great things about fanfiction (and ive seen that most are ship based and I'm not really into ships with my favorite characters*) so I never really bothered to look, especially since I was usually more into the whole media rather than a specific character. (WHO LET ME GET AWAY WITH THIS??) I used to tease my friend for having 700+ videos saved on tiktok for their favorite actor, (but I TOTALLY GET IT NOW, I WOULD SO DO THAT IF I HAD TIKTOK) Until almost exactly a month ago I developed a hyperfixation on Spamton after learning who he was and watching Jerma's playthrough, and MAN it is SO FUN reading all the theories, headcanons, and peoples analyses of Spamton and his character/story I am totally hooked and I am SO SO SO SO glad this was the first real fanfiction ive read beacause IT IS GREAT!!!! AND I MEAN IT!!! THE CHARACTERIZATION IS SO GOOD AND I LOVE THE VIVID DISCRIPTIONS, I WAS SO SO SO EXCITED WHILE READING THIS ONE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE READ IT IF YOU HAVENT!!!!! I LOVE THE WAY THE CHARACTERS INTERACT AND OF COURSE I ABSOLUTELY LOVE SEEING THE HEADCANONS SPEWN THROUGHOUT!!! AAARGH EXPLODES EVERWHERE!!!! thank you SO SO SO SO much for writing this fic and i am SO going to read [[Data Recovering]]!!!

Link to the fanfiction :-)

[ssilentwillow]

If love is what you need, a soldier I will be

[theonewhowails]

silly stuff i drew while reading Feel No Evil by @payasita , in which the Lamb does not know how to propose, Narinder does not know how to be alive, and neither of them knows what an obligate carnivore is

bonus? lmao

[starburr]

Whoever made that slumber - amphibia animatic you are so correct and cool and awesome and never wrong I hope all ur enemies get vaporized because its so them, its so sashannarcy like all the sprinkled scenes throughout the animatic its so them and then rhfjejajaa AEOUGHHHH.... three queer coded girls having bottled up feelings but genuinely loving one another through the thick and thin of their adventure despite the fucked upness of it all.... gosh... the valuing of each other and one another... how theyre all learning together.... HEGHELP

[lilyoutloud]

i accidentally pulled an all nighter finishing veilguard last night and WOOOOOH WHAT THE FUCCCCCCK anyways i have been permanently changed by the journey

[milkbreadtoast]

looking back at the yjh webtoon screencaps i have saved and giggling... hes so cute... moe... my pookie ^___^ 🥰🥰 poor little meow meow woof woo- *eliminated where i stand*

also these poses are sooooo... 꺄아악🖤🫣🫣🫣🫣

[cyanide-sippy-cup]

Obviously a lot of season 2 focuses on Jinx's compassion and love and kindness, what with Sevika's new arm, getting her family back, and everything with Isha. But one scene that really struck me is when Ekko tries to talk her off that roof. She pulls the trigger again and again before he can even speak cause she knows he'll change her mind. But what struck out at me was that, when he complains about being blown up, she opts instead to throw herself from the roof. She had it all planned out but would choose to improvise rather than harm someone who considers her a loved one.

[lightbulb-warning]

i used to freehand comics all the time as a child and since the part i liked was the drawing part i would just draw panel after panel because i didn't want to stop drawing to think about icky icky words, plus the story TOTALLY still made perfect sense! to me! and noone else, but 'whoooo caaaaares omgggg its not like comics and sequantial art are a communicative meeediummmm lmaoooooo'. i spent my entire childhood telling myself stuff like "oh pfft I know this story by heart- ill SIMPLY remember the dialogue and write it later" ...and. I can't help but admire baby maiora's (call that a minora ba tm tsk) fucking audacity? hubris? confident wrongness? kid couldn't even remember to finish the comics in the first place? INCREDIBLE levels of unearned self assurance, wish that were me, genuinely- what an icon!!! anyway i think i have forever cursed myself

[sophistired18]

No one talk to me. I fell in love.

[whiskingskin]

3 reasons to watch the Fallout TV show:

1. He wiped it on the curtains

2. The heart wrenching loss, guilt, grief, and change that each individual character must face and go through in unique ways that highlight their ways of coping through the wasteland, where trust is worth more than gold, and anybody you know could sell you out for half a cap

3. Will you make my dick explode

[foxstens]

guess im reading tsc again

[goldengalaxy99]

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Dev Patel talking about his character's name in Monkey Man

[littleliterarylesbian]

Sometimes I feel like I'm the only marauders fan that doesn't like Taylor Swift </3

[theonescreencap]

hey guys. just finished marineford 👍

[self-spaghettification]

800 words - T - Missing Virrow Scene (?)

one first time, one last time

“I’ll leave you to your grief.” Viren sighs out sadly, and Harrow can’t stop himself from asking him to stop and wait. To not go, just yet, because he needed him, like he had so many times before, left unsaid. 

Viren stopped.

“I… need you.” It felt shameful to even utter the broken words aloud, broken words from a broken man, but it was true. 

Viren laughed at the unexpected request, eyebrow raised. “What do you need *me* for?”

Harrow’s heart broke at the flippant reply, and he stuttered with a tight throat. “I……”

He needed him in a way that didn’t mean dark magic or “creative solutions”, that spoke to the heartstrings awoken and singing in fear as Viren went to sacrifice himself for Sarai, a way that would only be satiated now that Viren had finally reached back out to him after years silenced by grief. He needed his longest time friend to be there for him the way he used to again, just one last time at least, before either of them might die in a fruitless vengeful effort. 

“Harrow..” Viren sighed, laying a hand on his shoulder in concern.

Set loose by the sudden physical touch, Harrow squeezed Viren in a hug. “Can you just stay with me for a moment please, old friend?” He murmured. 

“I.. suppose so.” He sighed, still surprised and concerned by the sudden strength of Harrow’s emotions, the hatred towards Avizandum and the unexpected need for him.

Harrow sighed into Viren’s shoulder, breathing in his stability in his pain, wishing for easier days where Viren and Sarai and Harrow could have all just been friends, sharing jelly tarts and bantering with no worries of food shortages or political errors or dark magic streaked faces.

He held Viren tightly, the way that signified it was a hug he didn’t wish to end any time soon, and Viren complied with this silent request, easily and confidently bringing them both down onto the couch in foresight, secretly glad for the sudden increase in physical touch.

“Oh, Harrow…” Viren’s voice sighed from above him, hands gently and uncertainly holding him, patting his back as tears dripped down Harrow’s face.

It was like some sort of emotional damn had broken, and as if that were the very structural skeleton holding up the king crumpled on his lap.  

His head against his chest, they sat there silently, intimately, for the first time in a long time, and Viren even felt something wet fall from his face. Perhaps both their barriers had fallen, at least somewhat. 

But this was still a foreign thing, for them to be touching so much, and over time as the sobs subsided and the tears dried mostly, Viren felt his breathing change, and felt Harrow’s mirror it.

Lost in longing, so close physically, yet so far. Neither of them quite able to think anymore in the highness of emotions, Viren’s hand had unknowingly stroked Harrow’s face in an attempt at comfort and with his legs against his. Harrow’s breath shifted at the gesture and he suddenly returned the energy two fold his head shifting to meet Viren’s gaze, their noses and lips inches apart.

& It reminds them of when they were boys, playing around, but never quite as far as now, where the distance is finally bridged, Harrow’s mouth reaching for Viren’s in a needy kiss to fill this gap in his heart, and Viren’s responding almost immediately in kind, almost aggressive in its reciprocation as the last of his walls finally crumbled,

and he lost himself- they both did— in that kiss, repeated and reprised and encored to make up for all those almost kisses over the years, their eyes burning into eachothers to make up for those longing glasses always cut short and their fingers grazing eachothers bodies in the same searing pattern their eyes used to sear.

When it was finally over and they had connected in every possible way—in that act that couldn’t quite be called making love with all the grief and longing for the past that filled the air— they were silent in eachother’s arms, missing a past that had never happened, or perhaps, an alternate future where sarai had survived.

but business was still business.

perhaps the reason they had been so passionate with each other, like lightning striking the ground, was they both knew, with some instinctual, unreasonable feeling, that this could not repeat.

The sun would rise, and, distance resumed and redirected, they would take out the rest of their feelings���those unable to be whispered once into eachother’s ears—- onto a terrible beast: a scapegoat who somehow ruined both their lives,

more than they had already done to themselves.

[spacebugarts]

I think The Underworld is definitely my favorite song but I can't listen to it without sobbing uncontrollably yet and I'm way too dehydrated to cry any more today :/