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luminousnotmatter ยท 8 months ago
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Well. Like. Damn, Fe. @blue-aconite ๐Ÿ˜ณโ€ผ๏ธ๐Ÿซฃโ€ผ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ญโ€ผ๏ธ
That was absolutely b r u t a l. In the most absolutely b e a u t i f u l of ways. โœจ
I ADORE the way you dropped us right smack dab into Jakeโ€™s story and the utter crumbling, heartbreaking ruination of his whole world with this Prologue. Just yoinking the rug out from under us from the word go, and, Lady, I have nothing but love for that. ๐Ÿ’ฏโ™ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฏโ™ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฏ As always, the voice with which you bring Jake Seresin to life is *chefโ€™s kiss* exquisite, immaculate, incredible, etc. (AND HEโ€™S A SINGLE DAD?!? ๐Ÿฅฒ๐Ÿซ ๐Ÿ˜ญ brb swooning in the club) Iโ€™m already so, so, so excited to see the journey on which you take Jake to heal his big olโ€™ sweet heart, โ€˜cause as we Jake Girliesโ„ข๏ธ (gn) know to be true; itโ€™s a soft one, with heaps of love to give, and he deserves nothing but love in return. The supportive, ceaseless, accepting, for-life kind. ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฉต
On a related note: Sarah can take the longest walk off the nearest and shortest available pier. Yesterday. โ€ผ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธ
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fields of dandelions || prologue
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Summary:ย Jake's life falls apart in less than an hour and he's left trying his best to pick up the pieces.
Warnings:ย Swearing, cheating
Word Count:ย 1.6k
Pairings:ย Jake Seresin x OC
Authors Note:ย And we're back with a new series! This has been sitting in my drafts forever and I finally found the motivation to finish off the prologue. I just think the world needs more single dad!Jake, don't y'all agree?
Thank you to my betasย @a-reader-and-a-writer & @green-socks and for letting me ramble on about this!
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Jake spent a good twenty minutes staring at his own house through the windscreen. He remembered when he and Sarah first bought it. A lot had happened since. And now it looked like it was all coming to an end.ย 
Sarah was on the phone as he entered the kitchen, talking quietly as she flipped through a magazine. He shoved his hand into the pockets of his jeans, leaning against the doorframe and waiting for her to notice him. When she didnโ€™t acknowledge his presence, he cleared his throat.
โ€œSarah.โ€
She looked up, eyes widening as she saw him. โ€œJake. I didnโ€™t realise you were going to be home yet.โ€ She ended the call without saying goodbye and Jake noticed how she chose to put the phone with the screen down.ย 
He gave her a tight smile before sitting down across from her. โ€œHalf day. Theyโ€™re running drills with the kids so Mav sent us home.โ€
โ€œThatโ€™s nice. Did you pick up the boys?โ€
Jake shook his head. โ€œJavy picked them up. Theyโ€™re trying out his new pool.โ€ The boys had been on their case since they found out their uncle Coyote was installing a pool in his backyard.ย 
She hummed but offered no other answer. An uncomfortable silence filled the space, neither of them speaking. Sarah shifted in her seat, eyes darting back and forth between him and her phone.ย 
Jake felt his stomach turn but decided to jump the gun. โ€œI think we need to talk.โ€
He had expected some sort of fight, some sort of protest, so when Sarah only sighed and twisted her face in what resembled a smile, it was like a punch to the gut.ย 
โ€œHow did you find out?โ€ she asked, completely unbothered as she inspected her nails. She didnโ€™t bother denying it, even though Jake hadnโ€™t asked about it directly. But it was enough to confirm what Jake already knew but hoped he was wrong about.ย 
Jake dragged a hand through his hair, baffled at her lack of reaction. โ€œHow did I find out? Is that all you have to say?โ€ย 
โ€œWhat do you want me to say?โ€ Sarah shook her head, manicured nails tapping the table. Jake dragged a hand down his face.ย 
โ€œI want you to say that you didnโ€™t fuck him. That you didnโ€™t invite him into our house while our boys were home. I mean, what the fuck?!โ€ย 
If his words affected her, Sarah didnโ€™t show it. She twisted her wedding band round and round, her silence telling him everything Jake needed to know.ย 
โ€œIf youโ€™ve been unhappy -โ€
โ€œItโ€™s not about that. Itโ€™s complicated, Jake.โ€ Sarah sighed.ย 
Jake scoffed, clearing his throat. โ€œUncomplicate it for me then. Tell me why I had to find out from our son that youโ€™ve been inviting another man into my house. How many times, huh?โ€
โ€œHow many times what?โ€ she countered, staring at him. Jake could barely recognise his own wife. She didnโ€™t seem to care that their five-year-old had seen her with another man.ย 
โ€œYou know what Iโ€™m asking, donโ€™t play dumb. How many times did you bring him here?โ€ Jake pushed away from the table, unable to sit still anymore. Sarahโ€™s disinterest only served to make him more agitated.ย 
As if his question finally affected her, Sarah looked up at him but her face showed nothing. โ€œJust one time. And the kids were supposed to be asleep.โ€
โ€œHow long?โ€ It hurt to ask but he needed to know. How long had she been cheating on him? He could piece it together, track back to when she started to become distant but he wanted her to admit it. As if it would feel better.ย 
Sarah pressed her lips together, hands clasped on top of the table. โ€œCouple of months. I donโ€™t know.โ€
He laughed at the absurdity of the situation. Of all the possible scenarios he had of the future when he asked Sarah to marry him after high school, this one had never crossed his mind. How had they ended up here?
โ€œWhy? โ€œTell me why.โ€
She shrugged her shoulders. โ€œI donโ€™t know.โ€ย 
Shaking his head, Jake gripped the back of the chair he vacated earlier. โ€œStop saying that. Tell me the truth. If the last 18 years have meant anything to you, youโ€™ll be honest with me,โ€ he paused, drawing a shaky breath. โ€œYou owe me that much.โ€
โ€œI donโ€™t know what to say, Jake! Itโ€™s done, okay? I canโ€™t pinpoint the exact fucking moment, alright? One moment everything was alright and then it wasnโ€™t. And he was there for me. Stop questioning me, this isnโ€™t an interrogation.โ€ Sarah spat, anger seeping into her voice.
โ€œNo. You donโ€™t get to be angry. Youโ€™re the one that fucked up. You do not get to tell me I donโ€™t get to ask questions.โ€ Jake spat back, his own anger surfacing. She had no right to play the victim.ย 
Sarah rolled her eyes, a humourless laugh leaving her. โ€œAlright, fine. Do you want the truth? Iโ€™m so fucking tired of this life. Iโ€™m tired of staying home all the fucking time whenever you get deployed, putting my own career on hold for you. Iโ€™m tired of it all. Iโ€™m tired of you. For once, I want to do something for me,ย  have something for myself.โ€ย 
โ€œAnd to achieve that you decided that cheating on me was the best course of action? Why havenโ€™t you talked to me about this?โ€ Jake demands all the anger and hurt clashing together.ย 
Sarah shakes her head. โ€œLike talking would do any good.โ€
He thought it would hurt more, to hear that his own wife was tired of him but all he could feel was a numbness spreading through his body.ย 
The woman sitting in front of him wasnโ€™t his wife, wasnโ€™t the mother of his children. She sounded cold, detached, almost like Jake felt.ย 
Jake scoffed. โ€œWell, you could have said something, instead of fucking someone else. We could have tried couples therapy -โ€ย 
โ€œIt wouldnโ€™t have made a difference. And now it doesnโ€™t matter. Whatโ€™s done is done.โ€ Sarah interrupted.ย 
He stared at her, trying hard to remember the girl he once had fallen in love with. But she was nowhere to be found. Instead he saw someone he didnโ€™t even recognised anymore. Sarah stared back, neither of them breaking eye contact. He knew it was the end. She knew it too.ย 
โ€œAre you leaving?โ€ย 
Sarah lowered her gaze back to her hands. โ€œYes.โ€
โ€œWhat about the boys?โ€
Sarah didnโ€™t say anything. She stayed quiet, once again twisting her wedding band round and round. Jake sat down again, exhaustion seeping into his bones. โ€œSarah. What about the boys?โ€
โ€œWhat about them?โ€ She kept her eyes on her hands, refusing to meet his eye.ย 
Jake threw his hands up in frustration. โ€œWhat do we tell them?โ€
Sarah pulls the wedding band off along with the engagement ring heโ€™d given her all those years ago. He could do nothing but watch as she ended twelve years of marriage right in front of his eyes. Eighteen years together, right down the drain.ย 
She leaves them laying on the long abandoned magazine and Jake couldnโ€™t make himself pick them up. He didnโ€™t want to touch them. โ€œWe need to tell them.โ€
โ€œThey wonโ€™t understand,โ€ Sarah argues.ย 
โ€œSo we shouldnโ€™t say anything? Theyโ€™re old enough to understand that something is wrong. We need to sit down together and talk to them,โ€ he reasons but Sarah seems disinterested in continuing their conversation.
โ€œNo. You can tell them whatever you want. Iโ€™m not doing this,โ€ Sarah snaps, blindsiding him. What the fuck is she saying?
When he asks her as much, Sarah simply shrugs her shoulders, that cold, hard exterior back in place. โ€œIโ€™m leaving. You can tell them whatever you see fit. Itโ€™s honestly not my problem.โ€
Jake explodes. โ€œYouโ€™re not even going to say goodbye? How am I supposed to go pick up our children and explain to them why their mother isnโ€™t home? How is that fair? To me? To them?!โ€ He wants to grab her by the shoulders and shake some sense into her.ย 
The chair scrapes on the floor as Sarah stands and Jake follows suit, anger coursing through his veins. โ€œYou canโ€™t just leave.โ€
Sarah simply levels him with a glare, challenging him to make another move. After a tense minute Sarah folds, shoulders slumping. โ€œFine. Pick up the boys and weโ€™ll talk.โ€
โ€œI swear to God, if youโ€™re not here when I get back -โ€
โ€œIโ€™ll be here,โ€ Sarah promises, sitting back down and flipping the magazine open again. The rings clatter onto the table and down onto the floor but neither of them makes an effort to get them.
As he pulls out of the driveway, Jake prays that sheโ€™ll still be there when they get back. He doesnโ€™t believe her but at this point, he doesnโ€™t have a choice. He chooses to believe that she wouldnโ€™t abandon their sons. She might be tired of him, their marriage, but Jake knows Sarah loves Josh and Levi. She wouldnโ€™t just leave. She couldnโ€™t.
After exchanging a few words with Javy and making sure the boys are safely strapped in their seats, Jake rushes back home. He drives slower than heโ€™d like to but with the boys in the car, heโ€™s not willing to risk it.ย 
Dread fills him when he pulls into the driveway. The garage is open and Sarahโ€™s convertible is gone. After bribing the boys with ice cream if they promise to stay in the car just a little while longer, Jake jogs up the porch, heart sinking in his chest.ย 
The house is eerily quiet when he steps inside and he berates himself for trusting Sarah to stay true to her word. Because all that is left of the woman heโ€™s loved for eighteen years, the mother of his children, is a note on the fridge.
โ€œTell the boys I love them.โ€
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actressposts ยท 1 month ago
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emblazons ยท 7 months ago
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(Dion. My name is Dion).
Dion Lesage in Final Fantasy XVI Game of Thrones Parallels โ†’ Jamie Lannister
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ryllen ยท 11 months ago
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.+๐Ÿ’š. Green .๐Ÿ’š+.
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34saveme34 ยท 9 months ago
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yall know how it is w me n the gays, I knew right after watching the episode that I wanted to draw this
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pastelaspirations ยท 2 months ago
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Controversial opinion; Error should have lost because the bit of him coming 2nd place for three freaking years in a row would have been comedy gold.
O h w e e e l l, I love you, Error. Congrats on finally winning, ya handsome lad. I drew a crap post comic where Ink expresses the same sentiment that I do lmao
Transcript just in case my handwriting is awful to read
Error: FINALLY, people see my โœงห–ยฐ.greatness.ยฐห–โœง Ink: Yay! I'm so happy for you! <3 Ink: Although... I was kind of hoping you'd lose- Error: WHAT?! Ink: Just- It would have been really funny if you came 2nd place 3 years in a row, wouldn't it? Error: .... Error: You're dead to me Ink: I'm sorry! I just thought it'd be funny-
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nattikay ยท 1 year ago
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friendly reminder that Neteyam is a well-adjusted kid who has a good relationship with his parents, that he tries his darnedest to be a good warrior because he genuinely looks up to his dad and wants to be like him, and that the idea that Jake and Neytiri are "forcing" him to be perfect, that they "stole his childhood" or that he's "not allowed" to be a kid, etc. are all pure fanfiction with little to no evidence in canon thanks bye
#avatar#avatar 2#neteyam#given how hesitant Jake is to let Neteyam fight I can absolutely GUARANTEE you that there was almost certainly NEVER an interaction...#...in which Neteyam said ''hey Mom and Dad I'm gonna go hang out with Lo'ak and Kiri now''#and Jake and Neytiri reply ''no son you're too old for such childish things you must come do Adult Tasks that you secretly hate instead#so you can be the Perfect Future Olo'eyktanโ„ข"#THAT DIDN'T HAPPEN#AND IT'S NOT โ€œIMPLIEDโ€ TO HAVE HAPPENED EITHER#Y'ALL MADE THAT UP IN YOUR HEADS#along with the idea that Neteyam secretly hates his lot in life and is internally yearning to be A Normal Kidโ„ข#guys Neteyam WANTS to be a warrior he WANTS follow in Jake's footsteps he strives so hard because HE *WANTS* TO OF HIS OWN ACCORD#there is absolutely d i d d l y s q u a t that suggests this path is being โ€œforcedโ€ on him#or that he is being secretly ~crushed under the pressure~ and Just Wants to Be Free or w/e#you. made. that. up.#it's not a canon aspect of his character#and. look. if you wanna explore the idea of him being ''crushed under pressure'' in a fanfic#because you find it interesting or it helps you work through your own stuff then hey be my guest#but once you start saying stuff like#''oh i feel so bad for [canon] Neteyam because he died before he could break free of his parents' toxic influence''#Shut Upโ„ข#neteyam's parents were not a toxic influence; he was never forced into being something he didn't want to be; his childhood was not โ€œstolenโ€#he did not have anything to โ€œbreak freeโ€ of. you are injecting extra layers of tragedy that aren't actually there#you are giving yourself extra grief for things that were never canon#stahp#feel free to write whatever you want in fanfiction but please i am begging you#to be aware of which ideas are actually present in the movie vs. which ones are just fanfiction
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aoitakumi8148 ยท 2 months ago
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๐“›๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ด ๐“ค๐“น ๐“๐“ฝ ๐“ฃ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“ข๐“ฝ๐“ช๐“ป๐“ผ, ๐“ข๐“ธ๐“ท... ๐“๐“ธ๐”€ ๐“–๐“ธ ๐“ฆ๐“ฒ๐“ผ๐“ฑ ๐“ค๐“น๐“ธ๐“ท ๐“ž๐“ท๐“ฎ, ๐“ฃ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ท...
๐’ž๐’ถ๐“ƒ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ท๐“‡๐‘œ๐“€๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐’ท๐‘’ ๐“‡๐‘’๐’ท๐“‡๐‘œ๐“€๐‘’๐“ƒ, ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“ƒ-๐‘’๐“๐’พ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐‘’๐“ƒ๐“‰ ๐’ท๐‘’ โ€น๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‰๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐“Š๐“…โ€บ ๐’ถ๐‘”๐’ถ๐’พ๐“ƒ? ๐ผ๐“ˆ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡๐‘’ ๐’ถ ๐“๐’พ๐“‚๐’พ๐“‰ ๐‘œ๐’ป โ€น๐’พ๐“ƒ๐“‰๐‘’๐‘”๐“‡๐’ถ๐“‰๐’พ๐‘œ๐“ƒโ€บ ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“ˆ๐‘œ๐“‚๐‘’๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘”, ๐’ถ ๐“๐’พ๐“‚๐’พ๐“‰ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“Œ ๐’น๐‘’๐‘’๐“… ๐’น๐‘œ๐“Œ๐“ƒ ๐“๐‘œ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐“‚๐’ถ๐“Ž ๐‘”๐‘œ?
I do not have apathy, depression, anything that would be fashionable to rant about. I am simply in pain... extreme pain. And attempting to dull the edge of it is what I have been doing since v.1. As if something has indeed been fragmented & this is the pain of my conscious life. And every time I travel the melodious/glamorous path of frenzy, every time I complete it, I am going to experience the same precious pain intensity, purity of pain/ecstasy. I am going to be eventually bound to this inmost/overwhelming awe, this vehement impulse to feel/fondle/kiss what is loved, to kneel down before it, to cuddle up to its heart, to recompense bliss with bliss... More and more. Neither the good boy nor I are free. I do not want to be free... free from... These bare feelings are โ€นclawingโ€บ at the reconstructed interpretation of the organ inside me. The great minds will not know what they have done, neither will Anthony... It speaks louder-truer than anything, but the sounds are not obvious... Words. All I possess, this rich but poor instrument for... And you always do end up in the point where...
The aesthetic masterwork, perfused with the golden brilliance of authentic ideality x pierced with the darkest blade of bitter-salty inaccessibility, inevitability, impossibility.
Excruciation, pleasure, euphoria, art. Blended together. Find yourself... or lose yourself on this journey. Emotionally. Totally. An unparalleled effect... and the lulling sparkle the vessel has never actually had. Something in this body x mind has died, and I do not know if there is a way to accept it, to recover it. I have described the lesson of unprecedentedness I have learned, not the expected story of โ€นinsult-betrayal-contemptโ€บ. No one will ever f-g hear it. Not from me, not in this lifetime. / Loving extraordinary is merciless a priori, แƒ“/แƒ“ become telepathic... & the severest trial ~ the unhealable wound ~ is to be a ๐“Ÿ son without the cause to be... *If I have to detest many donkeys for a chance to protect one venerated Father figure, I will go for it.
๐’ฏ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ท๐’พ๐“‰๐“ˆ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐“‚๐“Ž ๐’ธ๐“‡๐’ถ๐’ธ๐“€๐‘’๐’น ๐’ฝ๐“Š๐“‚๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’พ๐“‰๐“Ž ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“๐“ ๐‘’๐’พ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡ ๐’ท๐‘’ ๐“€๐‘’๐“…๐“‰... ๐‘œ๐“‡ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“…๐‘’๐’น ๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‰ ๐’ธ๐‘œ๐“‚๐“…๐“๐‘’๐“‰๐‘’๐“๐“Ž. ๐ต๐‘’๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“Š๐“ˆ๐‘’ ๐ผ ๐“๐‘œ๐“ˆ๐‘’ ๐“‚๐“Ž ๐’ฎ๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‡๐’ธ๐‘’, '๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“Š๐“ˆ๐‘’ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐‘”๐‘’๐“‡ ๐“ˆ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“๐“๐‘œ๐“Œ๐“ˆ ๐“‚๐‘’, ๐“‰๐‘œ๐‘œ. ๐ต๐‘’๐‘” ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š... ๐’ฎ๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“Œ ๐“‚๐‘’ ๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“Œ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐‘œ๐“ƒ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ท๐“Š๐“‡๐“ƒ๐‘’๐’น ๐’ป๐‘’๐‘’๐“‰ ๐“Œ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐ผ ๐’ถ๐“‚ ๐’น๐‘’๐“…๐“‡๐’พ๐“‹๐‘’๐’น ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š. ๐ฟ๐‘’๐“‰ ๐“‚๐‘’ ๐“‰๐‘œ๐“Š๐’ธ๐’ฝ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“‰๐’ฝ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“ˆ๐‘’ ๐“๐’พ๐“…๐“ˆ... ๐’ฎ๐‘œ ๐‘”๐‘œ๐‘œ๐’น. ๐’ฎ๐‘œ ๐“‰๐‘œ๐“‡๐“‰๐“Š๐“‡๐‘œ๐“Š๐“ˆ...
While I am willing to imbibe all the anguish of the human I love, to ease his suffering, the loss of us is taking its toll on me irretrievably. I see him. I see what is inside him... & I am incapable of safeguarding it, saving it truly.
I do not have apathy, depression, anything that would be fashionable to rant about. I am simply in pain... extreme pain. And attempting to put up with this gift is what I have been doing since v.1. The chest is โ€นcut openโ€บ too deep, the fragility of the organ is exposed... Would you allow me to grow more flowers? I wanna do it... Because it is you, It has always been you. The one who has given us everything, endued me to the brimย with the intimate fatherly affection that this organ never remembered. My eternal wish & exuberant price for humanity, the misunderstood nature. *What an odious irony. / I do not know if there is a way to recover what is gone.
I would sacrifice the lot to be with the human that needs me, needs to be healed, heals me. I would rip my core out but I cannot, the limitation of freedom. *Tell me that the โ€นstrings of abuse/child neglect/liesโ€บ are finally cut. Tell me to โ€นcelebrateโ€บ. Tell me that both ๐“Ÿinocchio/I are wrong x naive, โ€นfixโ€บ me. You have no f-g clue about it. / When it is written that your starving heart must be left half-empty & helpless... No freedom is scarier than this.
Affording harmony to the sapphire star that is going to fall away... The sentiment it deserves. All I have ever hankered for. & I am terrified of that my grandest instinct x fear will not grant any lasting peace to me.
Death will do our Sun-hugged family apart ~ but I will still be yours, for ever. The core has never felt as good x feverish as it does when with you... as astray x anxious as it does when deprived of you. I am not lying to you, I hold no resentment... Let me โ€นfeed onโ€บ the emotions of your heart... Even if it means your pain x my love turn the vessel inside-out & your love x my pain do the same. Not blurred, always remember. Always. If a masterpiece could be made into a masterpiece, I would prefer to share this fate. My bona fide mission, however, is not allow anything to be in vain... Even if it hurts. ~ The atrophied ability to express love verbally has been โ€นrousedโ€บ again, in a fervidly devoted but preciously righteous way... The โ€นlashโ€บ of despair, compulsion, dream, reality.
๐น๐‘œ๐“‡ ๐’ท๐‘’๐“‰๐“‰๐‘’๐“‡ ๐‘œ๐“‡ ๐“Œ๐‘œ๐“‡๐“ˆ๐‘’, ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ถ๐“‚๐’ท๐’พ๐‘’๐“ƒ๐’ธ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐’ฆ๐“‡๐’ถ๐“‰ ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“‰ ๐‘”๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐“ƒ๐’ถ ๐“๐‘’๐“‰ ๐‘”๐‘œ. ๐ผ๐“‰ ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“ƒ... ๐’œ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐ผ ๐’น๐‘œ๐“Š๐’ท๐“‰ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐“‡๐‘’ ๐’พ๐“ˆ. ๐ฟ๐’ช๐’ซ ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“ˆ ๐’ท๐‘’๐’ธ๐‘œ๐“‚๐‘’ ๐“…๐‘’๐“‡๐“ˆ๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐’ถ๐“ ๐’ป๐‘œ๐“‡ ๐Ÿ™/๐“‚๐“Š๐“๐“‰๐’พ๐“‰๐“Š๐’น๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“Š๐“ˆ ๐“…๐’ถ๐“๐“…๐’ถ๐’ท๐“๐‘’ ๐“‡๐‘’๐’ถ๐“ˆ๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐“ˆ, ๐“‚๐“Ž ๐“‹๐“Š๐“๐“ƒ๐‘’๐“‡๐’ถ๐’ท๐’พ๐“๐’พ๐“‰๐“Ž ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐’ท๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‡.
...Take the whole meaning of this, its flavorful, pathetic, shameless, lonesome taste. Take it all, for it is all that is absolute. Teach me how to โ€นmergeโ€บ with it, the mortal desire of a puppet child, a human Mastro x a faceless observer like myself ~ & when the desire full of unexploited majesty is cutting off the oxygen to the lungs... True geniuses of any kind are among the silent. These eyeballs will not dry up, never fully. I have tried so many times to resist it, but why live if you repel what puts your โ€นdehydratedโ€บ pieces together? I would spare no effort to keep them hot and uncurb what is being restrained... Nothing affects self-perception and โ€นunmasksโ€บ the unconscious like sensation, nothing genuinely matters without it. / Shivering with cold, this body is burning. My atrophied reality in exchange for a moment of irrepressible happiness, agony, guiltless x not bottled up impulses ~ just a moment. It keeps consuming me without reserve. I do not need God. โœ’
#Aoi Takumi#blog#my gifs#special gifset#my audio#NEOWIZ#ROUND8 STUDIO#Lies Of P 2023#Lies Of P#2023#game#NG+#Winter Holiday Edition [Premium Edition]#license version#v.1-v.5 [6]#PC#Pinocchio#/#๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐‘’ ๐“Ž๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‡ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“ƒ๐’พ๐“‹๐‘’๐“‡๐“ˆ๐’ถ๐“‡๐“Ž#~#โ–‘6โ–‘ โ–‘gโ–‘aโ–‘mโ–‘eโ–‘sโ–‘ โ–‘[โ–‘1โ–‘ โ–‘&โ–‘ โ–‘Nโ–‘Gโ–‘+โ–‘ โ–‘5โ–‘]โ–‘#โ–‘3โ–‘7โ–‘5โ–‘ โ–‘hโ–‘.โ–‘#โ–‘4โ–‘2โ–‘/โ–‘4โ–‘2โ–‘#โ–‘5โ–‘6โ–‘1โ–‘ โ–‘lโ–‘vโ–‘lโ–‘.โ–‘#โ–‘1โ–‘0โ–‘0โ–‘%โ–‘ โ–‘uโ–‘pโ–‘gโ–‘rโ–‘aโ–‘dโ–‘eโ–‘#โ–‘2โ–‘ โ–‘tโ–‘aโ–‘tโ–‘tโ–‘oโ–‘oโ–‘ โ–‘uโ–‘pโ–‘dโ–‘aโ–‘tโ–‘eโ–‘sโ–‘ โ–‘~โ–‘ โ–‘1โ–‘ โ–‘mโ–‘oโ–‘rโ–‘eโ–‘ โ–‘iโ–‘sโ–‘ โ–‘oโ–‘nโ–‘ โ–‘iโ–‘tโ–‘sโ–‘ โ–‘wโ–‘aโ–‘yโ–‘#โ–‘eโ–‘xโ–‘tโ–‘rโ–‘aโ–‘ โ–‘iโ–‘nโ–‘fโ–‘oโ–‘ โ–‘iโ–‘sโ–‘ โ–‘iโ–‘nโ–‘ โ–‘tโ–‘hโ–‘eโ–‘ โ–‘tโ–‘aโ–‘gโ–‘sโ–‘#โ–‘iโ–‘nโ–‘-โ–‘gโ–‘aโ–‘mโ–‘eโ–‘ โ–‘mโ–‘aโ–‘tโ–‘eโ–‘rโ–‘iโ–‘aโ–‘lโ–‘ โ–‘oโ–‘nโ–‘lโ–‘yโ–‘ โ–‘~โ–‘ โ–‘nโ–‘oโ–‘ โ–‘tโ–‘hโ–‘iโ–‘rโ–‘dโ–‘-โ–‘pโ–‘aโ–‘rโ–‘tโ–‘yโ–‘ โ–‘rโ–‘eโ–‘sโ–‘oโ–‘uโ–‘rโ–‘cโ–‘eโ–‘sโ–‘#โ–‘5โ–‘1โ–‘ โ–‘[โ–‘5โ–‘3โ–‘]โ–‘ โ–‘pโ–‘oโ–‘sโ–‘tโ–‘[โ–‘sโ–‘]โ–‘ โ–‘pโ–‘uโ–‘bโ–‘lโ–‘iโ–‘sโ–‘hโ–‘eโ–‘dโ–‘#โ–‘aโ–‘tโ–‘ โ–‘lโ–‘eโ–‘aโ–‘sโ–‘tโ–‘ โ–‘2โ–‘ โ–‘aโ–‘uโ–‘dโ–‘iโ–‘oโ–‘ โ–‘pโ–‘oโ–‘sโ–‘tโ–‘ โ–‘iโ–‘dโ–‘eโ–‘aโ–‘sโ–‘ โ–‘nโ–‘oโ–‘nโ–‘-โ–‘iโ–‘mโ–‘pโ–‘lโ–‘eโ–‘mโ–‘eโ–‘nโ–‘tโ–‘eโ–‘dโ–‘/
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Sketch: He took you from me
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He did indeed :D
Sketch, go!
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Are they friends? Frenemies? Oh, who knows!
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LMAOOO c l a s s i c Mob!Barnaby behavior
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that faaaccceeee~๐ŸŽƒ
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*Hannibal Lecter jumps into the pool*
HANNONBALL!
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oops :3
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Tehe
AH
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J ESU S CHRISPY ALMIGHTY
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many books may try to be captive prince but there's only one c.s. pacat
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{D I G I M O N} Adventure (F r a n c h i s e) ~ Adventure, 02, tri., tri. S t a g e-p l a y, L a s t E v o l u t i o n: Kizuna, & Adventure: [2020 R e b o o t] + KOUSHIRO I z u m i + {F R A M E D In} S U N S E T {S}/{C O L O R S} + {KOUTAI} / {Taishiro} / {TaiKou} (Koushiro{u} I z u m i & Taichi Y a g a m i) {As S H I P} + Koushiro & M e n o a Bellucci
+ {L O O K I N G}/A i m i n g Towards the F U T U R E {F O R W A R D}
Originally I wanted to make this for @taikouvember 2 k 2 4! (It could have fit for "L i g h t"!) {Though I made it a bit e a r l y!}
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