#but brainworms. literally.

[jaxohearts]

I need to marry this worm asap

[evgar]

i need them badly

[dandeleon]

it mcgucket monday (da WHOLE family here‼️)

[kreuzwalt]

[nickloonie]

it depends on the rules of the fight. i think she could in some scenarios

[weirdagnes]

first meeting with captain gave him jollibee flashbacks

[wingsofhcpe]

no because imagine venturing to the literal realm of the dead to ask a dead prophet-oracle about a way to break the curse and go home and FINALLY after almost two decades see your loved ones which includes your mother.

and then in the underworld you find your mother's spirit roaming. Looking for you. Because she died and you had not yet returned but she still waited for you till her final moment and still waits now in death.

because you took too long.

[darudedogestorm]

They call it Worm on account of it infects your brain with a parasite that makes you say "you know what webnovel this reminds me of?" in every conversation you have

[so-i-did-this-thing]

My cartoonishly transphobic aunt is dying and my last memory of her is of her in the back of my grandfather's hospice room - where he had just died, his body still in the bed - making up vicious rumors about myself to anyone who'd listen, while I was consoling her distraught husband and son.

This is the legacy of transphobes.

I suppose the most damning feeling I have towards this woman is this memory that has eclipsed all others. Because otherwise, I do not think of her at all, other than when my mother brings me news like this.

Nor do I think of my aunt's husband and son, anymore, as they were always too cowardly to examine their own harmful actions (much less stop them) when I popped up as the queer black sheep of the family. And yet they still needed me for emotional support.

Going no-contact with transphobic family - of which I am a firm proponent - can be hard at first, but I could only hold my head high for so long.

And now, here once again looking at my extremely small extended family dwindle even further, I feel nothing. A pity it ended up that way.

[teenagenutant]

for some reason i have been thinking about fusions a lot recently... here's some of my takes ^_^

[disappeareddraws]

(text post source)

just a regular convo on the battle subway

[cabinette]

you cut open my brain and these two are the onky things that fal out

[ender-rainfall]

(You dreamt about stars, stars, stars. You want to cry.)

[xx0fuck3drott1ngthr04t0xx]

(spoiler warning for the morph s2 tas plotline in caption and tags)

pov: your shapeshfter bf gets an evil brainworm imlanted in their head by their abusive manipulative adoptive dad so you gotta find em, and you go all the way to south america to find em disguised as a bartender, but when you tell em to come back to you, they start a fight n fuck with your head by insulting you while shifted into your gf, and then run off still disguised as said gf

[bragginball-z]

Do you think that when Cas was watching Dean and Anna kiss he felt a stab in his chest and he couldn’t exactly place the feeling? Do you think something reminiscent of an overwhelming cocktail of confusion, envy, and realization coursed through him? Do you think he felt an almost territorial anger igniting his grace at the idea of another angel trying to stake a claim on his charge? He’s the one that saved Dean from hell, why was another angel acting like they had any claim over him? Do you think that him seeing them kiss was something that he thought about constantly after that? He had already known that he felt a deep rooted connection with Dean but he hadn’t figured out a way to physically display his emotions yet, and now that he found one, how could he not be restless? Do you think that for years to come, when he invaded Dean’s personal space and gazed intently into Dean eyes, tracing the way the man’s gaze flicked down to his lips, that Cas was reminded of how easy it would be for him to just close the space between them? How easy it would for his lips to fit against Dean in a silent admission of everything he wanted to say? No? You don’t think so? Just me then.

[cherriko-art]

"The Kiss"