#because I was fucked 😅

[awkwardturtlesex]

I firmly believe that the Irish measurement of a double is not the same as it is in Wales

[doodlingwren]

"I depend on you..." "Do I or do you?"

My take on the "I depend on you" art trend from Twitter✨ Every now and then I want to draw something with bright colors... and blood

[rebouks]

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Sidney: What were you thinking? Robin: It wasn’t my fault. Sidney: Debateable. You shouldn’t take them with you if you’re not going to keep an eye on them. Robin: I don’t have a million eyes! Oscar: Ma. Sidney: Well. Oscar: You’re looking at this all wrong, anyway-.. Byrd, what’re we not gonna do in future? Byrd: Uhhhhh-.. handstands on wobbly fences? Courtney: Robin? Robin: Let Byrd climb on shitty fences. Oscar: See? Sidney: [mutters] Give me strength. Wren: What do you need strength for? Sidney: Your father’s unquenchable thirst for chaos. Oscar: You need to relax every now n’ then, you might actually enjoy yourself for once. Sidney: Bah, you sound like Ally. Alton: Hm-.. what? Sidney: Nothing-.. where’s the salad? Oscar: What’s done is done-.. let’s just agree to steer clear of the hospital for a while, okay guys? I’m sick of the place. Robin: Maybe we could get a member’s card. Ava: I want to go! Oscar: Noooo, you don’t. Ava: How do you know what I want?! Sidney: Ask Robin to watch you for a day, you’ll be there in no time. Oscar: Ignore your grandma-.. she’s just an expert at putting the salt in Salton. Alton: I still don’t understand that joke…

[petitepatateuwu]

In approximately a week I binge read the entire Sonic IDW comics and fell absolutely in love with Team Chaotix. They are perfection and you can't convince me otherwise.

Also I totally didn't scream in horror while reading the metal virus arc and nothing happens to my babies there hahahahah

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

feeling very grateful for the cute barista today who clearly clocked a) my fontaines d.c. tote, and b) the fact i was stuck on a spectacularly bad date, and proceeded to play me an entire playlist of fontaines d.c. and sneak me extra vegan marshmallows with my hot chocolate

[youwillfindilluminating]

if megan thee stallion was putting out songs like otaku hot girl when I was in middle school I would've felt a lot less embarrassed about my weeb interests 😭 she's doing it for all of us

[hanzajesthanza]

i insisted upon myself a period of one day before i start talking about regis again and that day has cleared

“so what did you do in your youth”

geralt: i had to slay the bastards that massacred my caste

milva: i murdered my pervert stepfather for how he serially assaulted me, then ran away from home

cahir: agonized over my brother’s death and trained to avenge him from the north

angoulême: escaped from being sexually trafficked, killed my abusers, and formed a gang

regis:

regis: …

(what regis was doing):

[liquidstar]

sleepovers save money on hotel rooms while on missions 👍

[whitestnoise]

[foreverfairytailfan]

You don’t understand. I NEED more Lucy in Capricorn Star Dress.

I NEED ITTTTTTTTTT

[rebouks]

Wyatt couldn’t sleep. He’d tried his best to play it cool with Brynn and failed spectacularly, the past week having been a rare highlight in his otherwise deplorable life.

But happiness was a foreign and elusive concept, one that caused uneasiness instead of contentment. It didn’t feel right, like he hadn’t earned it, like he didn’t deserve it. How could such a wonderful feeling create such a twisted knot in the pit of your stomach?

Usually, when Wyatt slept with a woman, he didn’t feel much of anything; he’d make himself scarce the next morning, or drive them away on purpose for his own entertainment-.. and yet, with his nose nestled in her hair as she slept, he realised he didn’t want Brynn to go home.

He actually enjoyed spending time with her. She wasn’t annoying or high-maintenance, boring or stupid, and she didn’t expect anything from him, nor he her. It was terrifyingly easy.

Wyatt had never been in love before; hadn’t even come close. Not once could he remember having loved anyone or anything, familial, platonic, nor romantic-.. not properly, anyway. Not without condition, doubt, or backlash; but for some inexplicable reason, Brynn had captivated him completely.

She was soft and compassionate yet rugged and unruly, so tenacious – albeit somewhat assumedly – that he couldn’t help but admire her. She was beautiful too, and Wyatt didn’t throw that word around lightly. Hot? Sure. Gorgeous, pretty, sexy? Sure. But never beautiful. That was reserved for more; someone unique, someone he didn’t want to let go, someone he didn’t want anyone else to touch…

No, he definitely didn’t want Brynn to leave at all.

But leaving she was, and Wyatt had no choice in the matter. If she wanted to stay, she would. If not, he could only hope that she’d return one day… He’d thought about asking her not to go, but he didn’t want to beg. His father had always instilled in him not to beg for anything in life, it was demeaning and pathetic.

He’d also said you ought to take what you want by force, but Wyatt was choosing to ignore that part. It wouldn’t feel the same unless she chose for herself.

Whether he wanted to admit it or not, Wyatt was a little worried. He’d tried to ask Brynn about her life back in San Myshuno more than a few times, but she clearly didn’t want to talk about it, expertly shrugging him off every time he broached the subject. He couldn’t tell if she was nervous, ashamed, or if she truly believed it wasn’t worth talking about.

She was so good at hiding certain things that it was damned near driving him insane, and despite their rapidly growing intimacy, he wasn’t much closer to figuring out what was going on.

He couldn’t exactly keep an eye on her either, not from here-.. besides, he’d told himself that following people probably wasn’t the best idea, even if he didn’t necessarily think it was a big deal.

Wyatt sighed deeply; his head pounding. Why had he let her get under his skin? Why didn’t she want to stay? What the hell did she have in San My that she wouldn’t have here? Who the fuck did Gael even think he was? The pathetic fuckwad. She clearly didn’t like the guy all that much, why would she rather leave with him?

Unless-.. what if Brynn meant more to Wyatt than he to her? He doubted she was that good an actor, but he’d found it rather difficult to think straight recently.

Sweating at the thought, Wyatt realised he might have to be a little more honest if he wanted some answers…

Shit.

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[xxprincess1x]

Darling, It'll Be Alright | Gentlebeard Fanvid

Show: Our Flag Means Death

Music: Darling, It'll Be Alright by Allman Brown

[good-beans]

A little creative summary for the year ✨ (Template)

Even though I'd done art inspired by/for others before, it was my first time doing proper trades and projects together -- thank you for including me :D

As for writing, I was worried about my thesis next year since I'll be rewriting most of my novel which is a lot to do in a single year..... until I realized I posted 83,794 words for fun in 2024.... 😅 (11,259 words of longfic projects, 54,642 words in drabbles, 17,893 words in creative but explanatory posts, and who knows how many in wips/unposted things :0)

Though writing on here may slow down bit with my thesis, there's no way you can stop me from working on fic completely 😂 I also have some translyric projects I want to complete within the year, as well as the usual art ideas I'm plagued with haha!

[daffi-990]

WIP Wednesday 📝

Tagged by the wonderful and talented @disasterbuckdiaz @jeeyuns @hippolotamus @lover-of-mine and @malewifediaz ❤️

Enjoy some Buck and Maddie from Rival Firefighters 🚒

Maddie flops down unceremoniously onto the couch.

“Moving is exhausting. Remind me to never do it again. I live here until I die.”

Buck laughs and flops down next to her, the weight of his body jostling her small frame. He relaxes into the couch and closes his eyes, feeling the weight of the day settle over him. He’s pretty sure he’s drifting off to sleep when Maddie speaks again.

“We should probably go to sleep in our new beds that we bought specifically to sleep in.”

Buck hums in vague agreement, but makes no effort to move. “Or we could stay right here on the comfy couch.” He counters.

“You won’t think it’s comfy in the morning when you wake up with a sore back and a kink in your neck.” There’s a shuffling noise and then Maddie’s finger is poking him in the neck.

He cracks one eye open as he swats at her hand like she’s a fly buzzing around in his space. “I don’t have a neck kink.” He grumbles, wondering why in the world she’s bringing up the subject of kinks, especially with him, her brother. “Unless you count hickeys and biting as a kink, and in that case yeah, I do.” And now he’s wondering why he told her that. He blames it on the tiredness.

Maddie’s face scrunches up in distaste, like she just smelt something bad it’s lingering in her nose. “I really did not need to know that.”

“You’re the one who brought it up!” Buck squawks, both eyes now open as he stares at his sister in bewilderment.

“I was talking about a kink in your neck!” Maddie explains, “As in waking up with a sore neck!”

“Oh.” Realization dawns on Buck and he feels a slight blush of embarrassment begin to creep into his cheeks. “I’m so tired my brain isn’t working properly.”

“So you’re tired all the time?” Maddie quips, little smug victory smile present on her face at getting a jab at him in.

Buck rolls his eyes at her. “Oh ha ha.”

His response just makes her smile grow, and how can he even be slightly annoyed at her when she’s radiating such happiness? This is the Maddie he chose to remember and hold onto all those years apart. The Maddie who laughs freely and teases him in a way only a sibling can. Whose eyes are shining with life, no longer murked with the dark stain of fear. This is Maddie, and he’s so glad to see her again

No pressure tagging: @wikiangela @athenagranted @thewolvesof1998 @monsterrae1 @ladydorian05 @eddiebabygirldiaz @devirnis @exhuastedpigeon @wildlife4life @rainbow-nerdss @honestlydarkprincess @hoodie-buck @spotsandsocks @shortsighted-owl @sibylsleaves @giddyupbuck @jesuisici33 @loserdiaz @spagheddiediaz @callmenewbie @captain-hen @watchyourbuck @weewootruck @mellaithwen @fortheloveofbuddie

[void-galaxy-shenanigans]

disabled things (chronic pain edition):

i am in too much physical pain to eat food. not just prep/heat, but to eat at all.

i need to take pain meds & lay down, and recover enough to not throw up if I eat. yes, the pain is that bad (/frustrated at my disabilities; fatigued).

(note, all I did today thus far (~2p where I am) is “make” a meal (reheat pizza; 4 hours ago) & sit in a cushy chair. nothing that should have caused this 😅)

[starlit-hopes-and-dreams]

Healers are the fucking best, man. You can [redacted], [redacted], and even [redacted] and they won't even die! It's fucking great!