#YOU ARE SO PRECIOUS TO ME

[heliotrope155]

Dean doing that crush-song association thing for maybe years before putting them all into the mixtape he made Cas and giving it some soft as fuck name rather than ladykiller volume 7 or something is the cutest thing ever.

[anonymouslyel]

idk bout u but bucky saying "nice job, cap" in that soft and genuine voice and sam replying "thanks" in an equally soft and accepting tone as they walk side by side always makes me feel things and go feral about it

[littl3lock3tte]

guys this is an official announcement that monkeybackpack!little!reader is an OFFICIAL little!reader of the littl3lock3tte page

[numinous-queer]

A year ago today, I said goodbye to my foster daughter Sola and to the nine beautiful months I had of being a father to her.

I wish I had better news on this anniversary, but we learned a couple weeks ago that she and her new baby sister had likely returned to DHS custody. We weren't eligible to be 24/7 safety providers to her and her sister and their mom as a trio, so the search for a safe place for them moved on. Nobody answers our calls trying to follow up, and I don't know if the trail has gone cold. It's like she's fallen into a black hole - there's no more information we can get about her whereabouts or well-being. We're devastated in our powerlessness. "Local man who thought he'd lost all hope loses last additional bit of hope he didn't even know he still had", but with tears. Like. I thought I had physically cried all the tears out of my body, but I guess not?

Shit, y'all. I don't know what to do or how to handle this anniversary passing. I feel really physically ill - it's been difficult to make myself eat in the last two weeks or so leading up to this, and I've had on-and-off-again vomiting that makes it difficult to keep down what I do manage to eat. It's definitely psychosomatic, but it's not any less incapacitating. I don't know how to function with this grief. Sola deserved better than what happened and what continues to happen. We deserved better than the agency untruthfully telling us this was a pre-adoptive placement. Sola's mother deserved DHS workers who were compassionate and competent, and they were neither. Our baby deserves better than to have his parents twisted by grief, looking for the shadows of the older sister he won't remember. We all deserved better than this!

[wincestation]

Send to 10 other bloggers you think are wonderful. Keep this going to make someone smile. ⭐️🖤

you’ll make me tear up and I didn’t even finish my morning coffee 😭🖤

[seokjinthusiast]

i've been debating on what my next tattoo is gonna be and i've got so many ideas but i've been re-obsessed with yoongi's snooze lately and i just know this is what it's gonna be. i'm gonna get snooze/so far away/yoongi inspired lyrics. yoongi means so much to me. i just hold his songs so close to my heart, he's so comforting. he understands me.

[ilions-end]

i've noticed just how often achilles' dragging of hector's corpse is framed mostly as an act of extreme disrespect, or only some brutal show of triumph. personally i think that's underselling both achilles' intention and what the trojans must be thinking as they watch it happen.

hector's corpse is divinely protected so it can't be damaged by the greeks after death; all that effectively happens in the iliad is that his body gets dirty. but under normal circumstances (and i'm not gonna impose realism on mythology, but the iliad is famously detailed when it comes to bodily trauma), the physical reality of dragging a corpse along stony ground for miles would be severe disfigurement and dismemberment. first the skin would wear off, then soft tissues, then extremities would start to detach. i think the iliad's original audience would be aware of that as an intended outcome.

achilles (who doesn't yet know that hector's body has been granted divine stasis) doesn't just want to parade his enemy's corpse around, he wants to tear it apart ("i only wish that this fury inside my heart would drive me to carve you to pieces and eat your flesh raw..."), he wants it to not resemble a human anymore. he wants hector's blood and flesh to circle the city of troy. he wants to make it impossible for hector's family to gather the pieces of him to cremate and that way hector's spirit won't find passage into the underworld. that's what the gods are preventing from happening, they're not just keeping the corpse pretty for priam to pick up later.

[demaparbat-hp]

I mean—it's them, right?

[dasketcherz]

it was a pretty cool dlc, i enjoyed it a lot

[evercelle]

orv bookmark draws, pt. 2! chps 207, 297, 371

[emmyrosee]

imagine doing a hear me out cake with best friend yuji and putting his older brother sukuna there HELP HEAR ME OUT OKAY-

OH MY GOD YES-

Like you’ve got a ton of little cardboard cutouts of characters and people your mind has deemed worthy of your attention, right?? And you’ve kept him on his toes with a few shockers, like ino and someone who looks just a wee bit too close to nanami, and believe me, he’s got a few shockers up there too.

But then you hesitate. You rock on your heels, and yuuji notices and nods encouragingly, “you’ve got one more yeah? It can’t be that bad.”

So…. You put up a picture of sukuna, cut out from a Polaroid from your birthday party, where the tattooed man flips off the camera, the other arm draped around your shoulder.

Yuuji shrieks.

“YOURE LYING! W H A T?”

“I’m so sorry,” you manage beyond your cackles of laughter. You bury your face in your hands while yuuji screams into his hands. “MY BROTHER?! MY FLESH AND BLOOD?!”

“I can’t help it!” You whine among your laughter. “He’s just a beautiful specimen!”

Yuuji retches.

“The fuck’re you two bitchin’ and whinin’ about?”

You’re so distracted in your own laughter and apologies to yuuji you barely heard the footsteps of none other than sukuna himself, padding into the kitchen. One hand rests on the handle of the fridge, making the intricate ink of his tattoo bulge slightly, and his eyes are firm as he quirks a brow at you both.

“Is that fucking me?”

To your horror, you stop laughing as your brain registers Sukuna’s question. Your cheeks flare in heat, teeth sinking into your lip as you clear your throat softly.

Then, he smirks. He turns to reach into the fridge for a can of soda, closing the fridge with his hip before observing the cake. He nods before turning to look at you, index finger prodding your temple, “living rent free in this bitch, ain’t I?”

You swallow thickly. Sukuna winks at you before leaving to retreat back to his room, fingers cracking open the soda in the distance.

“How could you be into him!” Yuuji whines. “I mean, come on! It couldn’t have been choso? Me? You went with the worst sibling? The one with the most gnarly attitude and god, his farts-“

“Into him?” You ask yuuji. Then, you grin.

“I’m gonna marry him one day, Yuuji.”

[chaoswitxh]

“Mister i’ve been excited since day one, since the day i met you as well”

oh yeah? we really couldn’t tell

Credits to @4th-make-quail for the first photo

[bluebeesknees]

Pull me in 💙

[egophiliac]

we were fucking ROBBED

[kerryweaverlesbian]

Oh god exhausted Dean in season 5 on Bobby's couch nodding off on Cas's shoulder after a night of insomnia spent talking. Bobby spying them as he quietly comes down for a beer (he's got plenty of shit going on in his head too). Castiel looking with such careful awe at Dean's sleeping face. Oh. So it's like that.

Castiel only flicks his eyes up to Bobby's when he lays a blanket over Dean, and he doesn't change position. Good.

"You taking care of my boy?" Bobby says, quiet as he can without it turning into a whisper (which would definitely wake Dean).

It takes a beat, Castiel's gaze tracking down to Dean, but he answers, "Yes." With appropriate decisiveness.

"He's put a lot of trust in you. We all have."

"Yes. I do not bear it lightly."

"Right answer.

"I feel sometimes...I fear our efforts will not be enough. I fear that certain people are becoming too precious for me to lose."

"Welcome to humanity, angel."

Cas shakes his head with a faint smile, suddenly looking more like a guy you might see at the gas station than a celestial being, but then he settles back into austere. "I am welcomed every time I complain. I wish there were less to complain about."

"You and every unlucky sucker on this craphole we call a planet. There's plenty good around too though."

A snuffle from Dean which turns into half a snore into Cas's shoulder get both of their attention, so Bobby only catches a flicker of Cas’s smile before he schools it neutral. The air's so sweet, Bobby's going to end up with toothache if he stays here too much longer.

"He'll thank you to wake him up before Sam gets down," Bobby tells him, and Cas’s nod is serious. Maybe he already knows. How often has this happened? What's that boy been telling him? For his own peace of mind, he adds: "Ain't nothing to be ashamed of, you hear that? Alls I'm saying is to be careful."

Castiel's head tips to the side just a little, and he gets that look Dean complains of all the time, like he's examining the contents of your soul through the eyes. Then he blinks, and they've reached an understanding. "Thank you."

Bobby waves it away, then slopes back towards bed with a final "'Night Cas. Give my regards to Seeping Beauty."

On his way up the stairs, he hears Castiel murmer, "Goodnight, Dean." and he huffs a tired laugh. Maybe they're not going to do too bad out of this Apocalypse after all.

[hinamie]

can't believe im saying this but long time no megumi