#auestion

[discoveredreality]

IT%S ONLY BEEN Q BIT GIVE IT TI?E

U GOT THIS ;3333

If this gets 10,000 notes I’ll tell everyone I’m non-binary…

Edit: I changed it to 1300 notes y’all

@discoveredreality @crazyhearttragedy @my-castles-crumbling @myfavcharacterdidntdrown @chaserofstars11 @vintagetee13

[lovesickn3ss]

fun lil redraw….

[birdiepaws]

im boredd. here have some feather falls rambles.

i’d imagine that, when bill first appears, he has wings—either dove wings or pheonix wings, idk but he has wings—to set ford at ease, regardless of how the wings are a curse in feather falls, due to an instinctual thing. (bill does eventually get wings after a while of being in gravity falls—they don’t look like the ones they presented to ford, being weird and slightly batlike, leading to him sticking out:3)

when ford starts rebelling against bill, bill clips his wings and tail—and not just the primaries, like he cuts the feathers down to the skin, messing up the other feathers to make it just that much harder to fly with them. he also likely messes up ford’s nest, ripping up the blankets and stuff. just a bit more phychological torture on top of the canon stuffs:3

ford’s wings are also polydactyl, but in a weird way!!! he gets wing hands. three fingers in the wing, three fingers out:3

the wings shift and change with a persons mental perception of themselves—stan’s first wings are a eurasian eagle owl, similar to fords great horned owl. his second are cuckoo wings, and ford’s second are harpy eagle!!! after the memory wipe stan’s wings end up as a waterbird—a cormorant:) fiddleford’s wings are a messy mix of a partial molt between woodpecker finch and capuchin red pigeon, until post canon where it fully settles into pigeon:)

…..my headcanons regarding dipper havent changed. BUT!!! if someones wings come in before puberty, they stay juvenile wings until puberty:) mabel would be an exception:)

when they first emerge, they’re smaller than they would be fully grown, finishing the growth outside of the person’s body, bc wings big enough for flight would Not fit in there.

wings, which can burst out akin to traditional wingfics, are a lot easier to manage when they’re cut out, and significantly less painful. a burst leaves a jagged wound, as well as slightly damaging the wings!!! (stan’s wings bursted out; he was alone. fiddleford and ford had eachother, and were able to help eachother despite knowing nothing and their wings coming in together!!)

ok im done for now. i think

[caesarsaladinn]

on a related note, how long and difficult must your military service be before you qualify for the free healthcare and such? can you push pipettes at some inefficient research lab for two years as an investment into your retirement? what if you’re pushing pipettes in an inefficient research lab on a base in Iraq?

[gender-void-partially-stars]

i try so hard not to have arguments with tumblr users about inconsequential things but yall make it difficult by having incorrect opinions

[samaspic31]

Philosophy could be an incredible tool for self improvement and societal change but those who have the privilege of thinking for a living and teach it can’t fucking take a minute to link their concepts to the daily consequences of it nor deign mention the capitalism and social rigidity at the source of the issue

Also mandatory psych classes with a focus on capitalism as structural abuse when. Jk that would mean psych people would have to acknowledge their role in enforcing it-

[shoot-of-corruption]

“Can you tell me when exactly I asked what you thought?” (@keithhoward)

@keithhoward

He squinted at the other and curled his nose just a little, before saying in a strained tone.

"Bold of you to assume that I would THINK... Or care about your opinion really." He waved the other one off with a blinding smile.

"I merely asked if you sleep with those sunglasses on, too."

[lunavagans]

After more keyboard setting assery I finally got the english one, as well, which means two things:

1. I can finally do these “” with both of them up. (Although imo „“ is simply superior since easier to read when many are crammed together.)

2. I have to relearn where most fucking letters are.

Actually 3. I am now unsettled by the disappearance of so unexpectedly many letters. Ö bestie what did they do to you.

[genuinelygrenade]

You're bored my man watch

-🎭

…What????

[bigothteddies]

impulsive urge to up my height by one inch each time I see a post telling people to tag their height and seeing how long it takes until I get called out

[reloaderror]

augh

[just-gay-thoughts]

And for things like jobs and such if there was still a way to make a decent living or it wasn't solely the ai it wouldnt be a problem, but in the society we have right now it's impossible to use ai to make jobs easier without jobs being completely erased in a way that fucks a ton of people over.

Like I do think ai art has some value, in the sense that it can be cool to play around with, but it shouldn't be replacing traditional art completely.

Also I feel like you should need to take an ethics quiz if you're going to interact with ai in any capacity in the modern world, short questionnaire if you're a regular user, intensive training if you're a Corp. It seems like it should be obvious but there is an ethics class I'm required to take as part of my degree, and there are classmates of mine that very much could benefit from it

AI fear mongering makes me sad, they're stupid little beasts corporations are trying to replace humans with. The little beasties didn't choose this life, they're trying their best. They're fascinating to play around with and look at but they're getting demonized and made out to be smarter than they are

[orpheuslament]

mutuals followers countrymen i have an important auestion. whats your favourite love poem

[starbychoice]

Stitches (Part 2)

Remus Lupin x f!Reader

Part 1

Summary: Remus is still trying to find a way to confess his feelings to (Y/N), but for now he's focused on having fun.

Its been a few weeks since (Y/N) stitched up his favorite sweater for him. Now it was a haunting reminder that he was to weak to express his feelings. All he wanted todo was hold her... Too love her... To help her...

Which was excactly what he was doing now. "Remus! Hellooo?" (Y/N) voice invaded his head. Remus looked startled for a moment, flustered at his previous thoughts. Especially when the girl he was just thinking about was right in fornt of him. "Sorry, (Y/N).." The boy awkwardly said in front of her "Youve been spacing out a lot today.. What ya thinking about?"

Remus' face flushed "Nothing important.. What did you say you need help with?" Remus tried avoiding the questions and it seemed to be working. "Everything!" (Y/N) cried, suddenly reminded of the god forsaken missing potion assignments in front of her. The boy sitting next to her chuckled, pulling out his own potions book from his bag and setting it on the table with a heavy thud.

(Y/N) groaned hearing the thud of the book, knowing todays study session was not going to be fun. Part of that might be just because of the fact that (Y/N) has about 20 missing potion assignments. Maybe she shouldnt have claimed that 'she was going to make the greatest comeback ever seen in Hogwarts history' to James. Now she actually had to live up to that claim.

It was the end of the second semester, a.k.a. when grades start to actually matter. All (Y/N) was really committed todo though, was only do enough assignments to pass the class. Remus skipped through a bunch of pages, only gping through the chapters that were important.

Then (Y/N) and Remus started slowly chipping away at her work assignments. A few hours later they were finally finished, answering the last auestion on the last paper and setting it in the pile of other finished papers. "Yes!" (Y/N) cheered as Remus let out a sigh of relief.

"We can finally leave!" (Y/N) smiled happily "Hey do you want to go to the lake later?" Remus asked, glancing over at (Y/N) as he put his things away "Sure, whose all gonna be there?" she quesntioned, pulling her backpack on her shoulders. "Sirius, James, Peter, maybe Lily as well." "Alright, meet you guys there!" (Y/N) grinned before walking away from Remus.

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(Y/N) kept her word for being there, at first Remus didn't think she was gonna show up. That was until he saw her in the distance. It was late afternoon, the sun was still in the horizon, but it was sure to turn dark within the next few hours. Remus sat near the water reading his latest book. Although he discarded of it momentarily to greet (Y/N). "There you are, I thought you bailed on us." Remus spoke, almost ashamed of thinking that of (Y/N).

(Y/N) gasped dramatically, "You think your bestfriend would bail on you?" (Y/N) questioned playfully as Remus put his hands up defensively "Hey-! You were the last one to show, as usual. What else was supposed to think?" Remus shot back rolling his eyes slightly. (Y/N) laughed, which was interrupted by James coming over and dropping a fish in front of the two. "This is the fish pile- ill be back" James ran back into the water, leaving the pair very confused of their friend's intentions with his 'fish pile'.

"Why do we need fish?" Remus questioned (Y/N), hoping somehow she'd have the answer to this question. "Its James. That's why." (Y/N) answered, slipping her shoes off. Turning her attention to the water in front of her, she saw the rest of their friend group Merlin-knows-what. The only true answer to that question was that they were causing havoc, as always.

Remus had his book in his hands again, looking up at (Y/N), expecting her to be in some sort of bathing suit. Instead she was walking towards the water in the shorts and t-shirt she came in. "These things need to stop surprising me.." Remus muttered to himself.

Remus then heard another pair of feet crunching in the sand behind him. Turning his head he saw Lily, James beloved crush, which Lily and basically the whole school knew. "Hi, Lily." Remus smiled at his friend as Lily did the same "Hey Remus! I see the others are already at each other's throats.." Lily commented, looking at the commotion coming from the water. Turning his attention back to his chaotic friends, he sees what is obviously James and Sirius going at it, probably something about James's 'fish pile'.

"Just as usual.." Remus sighed slightly thinking of all the times he's had to break of fights.

Remus' eyes wandered to (Y/N) as they usually did. He wanted so badly to have told (Y/N) his feeling for her when she was stitching up his sweater. To have her close to him like that again, to feel her hand in his. Remus wanted nothing but to tell (Y/N), to have his feeling out there. He wanted to shout and scream his feelings, in hopes that (Y/N) would just know they were for her.

Even with these emotions that get bigger by the day, Remus didn't want to ruin their relationship. He didn't care if he never gets to tell (Y/N) his feelings for her if it meant their friendship would stay how it is forever. The worse fear Remus has is (Y/N) breaking his heart and then breaking apart their friendship.

"You should tell her." Lily suddenly pipped up. Remus jumped a bit, forgetting Lily was there. Instead of standing, she was now sitting next to Remus. "Why don't you?" the girl questioned. "I don't want it to end our friendship." Remus answered, it was the simplest answer he could think of. He didn't say how he was scared he didn't know how to live without (Y/N), he didn't say how he was worried how it would effect his other relationships, how he was scared all of his friends would shun him after confessing his feeling to (Y/N).

Although, all of it lead to one thing he dreaded admitting. Remus was scared of loneliness. When (Y/N) left, he didn't want her taking a piece of his own heart with her. That wouldn't happen if (Y/N) didn't know she had a piece of Remus' to begin with. Sure there was the possibility of his other friends not leaving, but (Y/N) was different than them. She's been Remus' friend as long as he can remember!

"You guys could still stay friends if she rejects you." Lily pointed out. "Things would be different after.. Awkward." Remus replied like it was the most obvious answer in the world. "I still think you should tell her." Lily gave Remus a reassuring smile before standing up again. "Now. I'm going to go see what those loons are arguing about." Lily announces, taking off her jean jacket and shorts, revealing her red polka-a-dot swimsuit.

"You do that, at this rate they might end up drowning each other before they even finish their spatter." Remus joke d, earning a laugh from Lily as she walked away. Remus picked up his book again, enjoying the sound of his friends in the background.

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It had to be at least a few hours before (Y/N) returned to Remus' side. Her hair was dripping wet, her clothes were as well. Remus snickered "What, were you trying to end up being on of the fish in James's 'fish pile'?" Speaking of the fish pile, it had grown since they first started, there had to be at least twenty fish now. The only reason that is though is because Sirius and James decided to band together and catch fish while Peter sat with Lily, trying to subtly scare the fish away.

"How could you! Personally I think I'm beautiful " (Y/N) sarcastically said, flipping her wet hair in Remus' face. "Ew- get your lake water infested hair away from me!" Remus pushed (Y/N)'s head away, laughing at the girl's antics.

"Moony, you wanna walk back with me?" asked (Y/N) "Your done here? Already? You don't want to stay and see James' and Sirius' fish pile grow?" Remus playfully questioned "No, honestly I'm getting kinda sick of seeing them hunched over in the water like that." (Y/N) cringed a bit, it did look a bit puzzling, the two boys watching the water so intently look for fish. Their backs were for sure going to hurt in the morning. "Yeah, lets go." Remus agreed standing up, making sure to grab his book.

Remus had to wait a minute so (Y/N) could put her socks on her wet sandy feet and then put her shoes on. The girl then jumped up "See ya later fish boys!" (Y/N) shouted so they could hear from the distance they were at. They didn't even spare her a glance, to busy watching the water "Pricks.." (Y/N) muttered as Remus snickered.

The two then began walking back to the castle, "So, what book are you reading this week?" (Y/N) broke the silence.

This.

This is what Remus didn't want to loose.

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There is part two of stitches, I might make another part, who knows at this point lol

[whispersbelongingbird]

Would you be interested in writing something inspired by the song ‘Hold On’ by Chord Overstreet with Fuegoleon and Leopold please? I am so starved for angst it’s not even funny. Thank you.

Silent Pleas

“Well I hope you feel better now!" Mimosa smiled as she took a stop and turned to her cousin.

Leopold directed his head to see the door to his room which Mimosa had paused in front of then moving his gaze back to her. "Yeah, I do. Thanks for everything!" Leopold Smiled.

He walked up to Mimosa and pulled her into a hug. Mimosa was a bit startled at first but she melted in and hugged back. 

Leopold had been feeling like a mush of shit recently, nothing was right. Everything was messed up, his family, the people around him, his feelings, his physical state and himself in general.

Everything hurt all over, his head was pounding, his eyes were burning, his stomach was twisting and turning and he could collapse at any second.

Why had he been feeling likes this? Simple, parents and people around him.

Leo is always dreading any events and ceremony’s. He doesn’t have a choice but to go because of all that royalty business. He mostly doesn’t want to go because of the people there, sure.. Mimosa and Noelle are there but that doesn’t stop him for hearing others bicker about him in such a nasty way. His parents let alone don’t even want to be seen with him. Mereoleona and fuegoleon get to slip out of stuff like this most of the time so Leo is just left to deal with it and listen.

When everything ends and they make it home his parents immediately start complaining and yelling, sometimes even hitting. 

This whole week Leo has spent crying himself to sleep from either pain or too much stress and emotions. He was reaching his breaking point.

After saying his farewells to Mimosa. The boy walked into his room and closed the door behind him then dragged his feet towards his bed and collapsed right onto it and melted into the soft material.

It felt nice to finally just rip off the mask and rest in the pool of all that pain and stress. He didn’t want to ignore everything he’s been going through. He wanted to soak it all in and accept it. He didn’t want to talk about it and let it all out. He wanted to praised on how well he handled everything.

Leopold rested his eyes and let a few tears slip out.

*

The next day Leopold had been sent on a Mission. 

“Conqueror the Dungeon and find the treasure hall, Simple as that. Now get going brat.”

Turns out it wasn’t so simple because Leopold was on his way back to the crimson lion kings base, limping and also trying to hide his injury from his two squad mates. 

It was laughable really. A diamond mage had managed to catch him off guard and stabbed Leo at the side of his waist. It wasn’t too fatal but it definitely wasn’t something to brush aside.

In the end, he had taken care of the mage before resuming to his search for the treasure hall, trying to ignore the sharp sting of pain coming from his side. It took all of his willpower to keep the tears locked in.

Leopold sat onto the back his squad mates broom as they made their way back to the Crimson Lion Kings headquarters.

He felt the cold air crash against the back to his neck and he trembled a bit.

“You look exhausted, everything alright?” Elliot auestioned, slightly turning his head to look at Leo who had his head hung low and hands clutching onto Elliot’s waist from behind.

“Hm? Y-yeah.. Just tired”. Leopold flinched at how hoarse his voice was. It felt as if something was clogging up his throat, it hurt to speak. “My opponent was stronger than I anticipated”

“I could tell. You have blood all over, I almost thought it was yours for a second. Make sure to get checked out though just in case” The black haired mage smiled before turning away from Leo and looking forward again.

Leo hummed in response and hovered one of his hands over his injury. He hasn’t told them about it. He didn’t want to bother them with such an inconvenience, besides it’s not so bad. Sure it hurts and stings like crazy but he can handle it.

No he can not.

Leopold was sat in his bathroom which was connected to his bedroom and he was leaning against the wall letting out broken sobs every now and then.

It hurt. It hurt so bad. He tried to pull the blade out but it just made it worse so he just kept it in. 

Elliot had said he would report back to Fuegoleon so Leopold had ran to his room and collapsed onto his bathroom floor.

It hurt. It really did. He had just punched his mirror so the added sting from his hand was not helping. It was taking so much for him to not just stab a piece pf glass through himself just to stop all of this.

He could hardly move. He wanted to scream. He wanted to silently cry. He wanted to tear apart whatever reached his hands. He wanted to be handled with care, like a delicate glass object that will shatter at the slightest pressure.

He just wanted everything to stop.

Leo lifted up his shirt as he looked down at the mess of blood at the left side of waist. It was disgusting. Blade still stuck in there. Its a miracle he hasn’t passed out yet. 

The Blood tripled down his torso and onto the marble floor. It was bright crimson red and there was no end to the overflowing mess. It was overwhelming to look at.

He grabbed onto the handle but paused. Someone had entered his room. He could hear the faint footsteps growing closer to the bathroom door.

“Leo? Are you here? You alright?” Fuegoleon called out knocking on the bathroom door. When he didn’t get a responses he figured Leopold wasn’t here so he was about to leave. However, the shuffling on the other side caught his attention and was that a cry.?

Fuegoleon scrabbled for the handle and pulled on it but the door was locked.

“Leo?!” He yelled, panic evident in his voice. Leopold sat still on the floor trying to form a responses.

“Fue-..” he trailed off and chocked on another sob. It was more pathetic than anything really. Truly an embarrassment.

“Are you in there? Open the door right now!” Fuegoleon tried to maintain his tone to not scare Leo, but that was hard given Leopold had just came back from a mission and the description Elliot had given him about Leo’s current state didn’t sound so good.

“Help…” was the only thing coming out of the youngers mouth. No other words were able to be formed. You could barely even hear it from the other side of the door. It’s fine though, because that was all Fuegoleon need to knock down the door and rush to his brothers side.

“Leo?”

And the rest was all a blur.

*

Leopold had awakened to the feeling of s soft material cushioning his head and body. A blanket was wrapped tightly around him and he hasn’t felt this comfortable in awhile. He missed this feeling..

He opened his eyes as they adjust to the bright light. It took a flew glances around the room to realise this isn’t his bedroom. He doesn’t know where he is. 

Panic settled within him as Leo shot up from his bed but immediately regretted it as he was hit was a dizzy spell and a sharp pain emitted from the side of his waist. The pain felt familiar.. 

He tried to recall the previous events of the night that had occurred for him to end up here. No one was in the room right now. It was just him alone. 

Leo leaned against the wall and covered his lower body with the blanket. Why was he in the infirmary? He doesn’t recall getting injured. Unless he was drugged by something that had fogged his memory up. Leopold is sure he is fine. Well that was if it wasn’t for the splitting headache and pain that was fixed onto his side.

It felt familiar for some reason.. not in a good way. Not in a way as if you’ve seen the familiar face of someone you love. It was different. Like a constant reminder of something that he couldn’t quite put his finger on.

His train of thoughts were put to a halt as someone entered the room. Owen. 

“Ah! You’re awake? How are you feelings.” He smiled and grabbed a chair along with a glass of water and sat next to Leopold’s bed. He put his hand out with the water for Leopold to take but the boy remained stiff.

Owen frowned and placed the cup onto the nightstand and let out a long sigh.  

“Do you remember what happened?” He asked with a slight tilt to his head. His voice was airy and gentle. It was very soothing and it didn’t ring in his ears like how everyone else’s had been doing for the past few weeks.

Leopold gave a subtle shake to his head. Owen opened his mouth to say something but the words were caught in his throat as someone else entered the room. 

Nozel..?

Leopold perked up as the man emerged from behind the door. What was Nozel doing here? Leopold would have assumed he had came to talk Owen if he hadn’t came up to him and handed Leo a letter.

“It’s from your sister. I was surprised at first because she usually never bothers with letters and stuff but it seems she was worried for you.. just has a very… different way of expressing so..”

Leopold took ahold of the letter but he didn’t open it. He held it in his hands and focused on the contact between his skins and the paper. It felt grounding for some weird reason. 

When Leopold had eventually looked up again. Nozel muttered a ‘get well soon’ before swiftly exiting the room. 

The door didn’t have time to fully close before opening again. This time someone different had entered 

Fuegoleon…

Owen had gotten up and grabbed something from a shelf before leaving. It was obvious he wanted to give the two brothers some space.

Fuegoleon ignored Owen and walked over to Leopold. He had an unreadable expression plastered onto his face. Leopold couldn’t make out what emotions he was feeling or what he was going to do.

Leopold just sat stiff, not knowing what to do. The closer Fuegoleon got, the more he felt his heartbeat begin to speed up. His older brothers footsteps were ringing in his ears. He was staring to feel faint.

Nonsense! This is his older brother. So why is he so scared. Why can’t he face him?

Fuegoleon pushed Owen’s chair to the side and sat at the edge of Leopold’s bed. They both just stayed still.

The older of the two put his arms around Leopold and kissed the top of his head. Leopold heard a sniffle which shook him. Was his brother crying..?

“Big brother… what’s wrong?” Leo rasped out. His throat was slightly bruised and it hurt to talk, but that didn’t matter now.

“Leo I’m sorry.. I’m sorry, I was so scared oh my..” Fuegoleon let out a broken sob. Leopold didn’t know what to do but awkwardly return the hug. He has never seen his brother cry before, this was a first. He felt even more worse knowing the reason for his older brothers tears was himself.. 

“I don’t know what I would’ve done if I lost you.. Leo why, why didn’t you tell me. Why didn’t you ask for help. What was stopping you?!” Fuegoleon raised his voice as he went on. He tried to conceal his emotions, he didn’t want to get mad at his younger brother, especially since his anger wasn’t directed towards him. He was angry at himself.

“I-I.. I’m sorry, I thought…” Leo trailed off and lowered his head as Fuegoleon tightened the hold he had on him. It was like as if he let go, Leopold would disappear.  

“Don’t say anything. Don’t” 

So he didn’t. Leopold didn’t say anything and neither did Fuegoleon. They both sat there in each others arms. No words were needed to convey their feelings. Actions were enough. More than enough.

[gmanweatherreport]

GIRL IN AUESTION