#Must. Resist.

[shmowder]

The depressed teen to enthusiastic adult pipeline is far too real

[bapydemonprincess]

Me to the main kuro tag on here sometimes tbqh

[zephyrine-tale-archived]

we don't talk all that much but i love seeing you in my notes sooo much

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[breadhalfburnt]

hovering my finger over the create new new blog button sweating bullets

[rainandsugarcane2000]

the urge to cut my hair nghhhhh

[ofdeference]

@chthonicsurge asked: Nero doesn’t sleep. That much is obvious from a glance at his face, the deep, dark bags under his eyes denoting a life spent without so much as a wink of restful sleep. In the small instances he does drift off, he does nothing but toss and turn. Thrashing against invisible enemies until he startles himself awake. But the worst are the nights he awakes screaming. It’s a bone-chilling scream. The shadows of the room go wild as Nero lurches upright, panting, hands grabbing fistfuls of his hair as he trembles. Clenching his eyes tightly shut and pressing his fists to his temples to try to hold onto his control, biting the inside of his cheek until blood dribbles from his lips. Malice is in his eyes when the Turk approaches, breathing hard, a wild look about him that says he will not hesitate. He exhales shakily and sinks back down, closing his eyes. “Just a dream. My apologies for interrupting your beauty sleep, Turk.”

Peaceful isn't a word he'd use under the same roof as someone so unsettling but it had been as close to it as he had come since the assignment started. Nero had not yet given him reason to doubt his safety, but one moment is all it took. His gun lay at the corner of the desk he'd commandeered, lamp light a dull yellow casting its glow in a ring around him and only him. It barely reached beyond the aged surface of his work space.

In such a confined space where the bustle of the city is vanished, every minute sound is amplified, leaving him with no uncertain direction in which the scream emanated from. He'd never heard anything like it, nails on a chalkboard, the animalistic terror of a beast in the throes of its own death desperately clawing for that end to make the pain stop.

Tseng is frozen in place, fingers clenched tight around his pen as he looks up to see the muted darkness of the room shift and writhe. Nero...

It is a terrible idea to approach the sleeping in the throes of a nightmare, he learned this lesson the hard way with Veld, and yet approach he does, barreling into the side room pistol in hand to fend off whatever it was that was attacking him and..

Those eyes fixate upon him and for a heartbeat he wonders if he'll ever breathe again. The fear that takes hold is just as great as the terror he felt in the unknown wailing, finger trembling on the trigger.

What are you afraid of, the noise? HA! The noise won't hurt you boy, but if you aren't going to fire the damn thing take your finger off the god damn trigger. NEVER rest your finger on it unless you mean to USE it. Now give the damn thing here.

Beauty sleep? Ah...shaking his head, he glances at the clock. Yes it was three in the morning, wasn't it? He'd meant to go to bed a while ago...

"Are you...alright?" He expects lip in return, a sneer condescending and biting but he can not in all good conscience leave the man to tremble in his bed.

[dapper-lil-arts]

Was thinking of Applejack trying to resist Rarity's flirting to be gentleman-like and this came out lmao.

[chaiaurchaandni]

have humans developed a language that can accurately describe the intensity of this grief?

[dumbnotstupidfuck]

I completely didn’t notice husker look over at angel after the ‘fuck you’ line holy shit

[underdark-dreams]

Wanting to pet Grub so badly yet knowing that I have to respect his boundaries

[probablybadrpgideas]

I like to think that most Monster Banishing Rituals are just kind of working on the assumption that really deadly things kill you.

"You need to tear out its heart, cut its head off, burn the head, cut the body into quarters and nail each quarter into a separate coffin buried miles apart"

"And that will stop it coming back?"

"Look buddy, if that doesn't stop it coming back then I think we probably just need to accept our new lives as vampire minions."

[natabatts]

He’s so cringe I love him

[karalovesallthegirls]

Also have another “first words spoken to you are on your skin” soulmate AU idea where Kara is a journalist assigned to shadow the controversial CEO of L-Corp for the day. It’s a big deal for her to get this assignment, so of course she trips the second she’s near the other woman and tries awkwardly to redeem herself.

The CEO stares at her almost in shock, and then says nothing. At all. Ever, for the entire day.

Kara spends hours following Lena Luthor around trying to fill the silence, but no amount of questions get her to talk. Lena almost seems to be running away at some points - like she’s trying to lose her? - and the few times she’s managed to catch her actually talking to someone she goes silent the second she sees Kara.

She asks around if Miss Luthor is usually like this and everyone looks at her like she’s crazy. Apparently she’s the only one who gets the silent treatment. By the end of her first day shadowing she’s walking away with half a page of observations and not a single quote. Miss Grant is going to kill her.

But that’s okay. It’s fine, this isn’t over. She has four days of shadowing ahead of her and she’ll be damned if she doesn’t finish this with a quote from the woman herself. It’s only a matter of time.

[ozrbbit]

william when he sees an unsupervised child

[firstfullmoon]

Hala Alyan, “Revision” (published on Nov. 6, 2023)

[mimirjoo]

soft inside