#but for now i am not able to make gifs

[mobius-m-mobius]

#the Nowhere Man who waits and the God of Stories who watches

[expelliarmus]

[skitskatdacat63]

2023 Brazilian Grand Prix - Podium - Fernando Alonso

[tea-time-terrier]

An earthdog weekend in which I drive multiple hours to camp and volunteer at a test that my dog doesn't run in.

[augustheart]

me in my editor's email rn

[lcpmon]

HOUSE. FUCKIN HOUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[gaybabything]

Finally worked up the courage to ask my parents for a hip brace of some sort for my birthday and they thought it was the funniest thing in the whole wide world. I do not think I will be receiving one.

[ageless-aislynn]

Friends, my time has come.

I mean, it's a shame there's no option for "you sold me a computer infested with demons and basically your idea of tech support is 'Wow, sucks to be you'" but I made do with what I had. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[karinasbaby]

omg omg stella I have to tell you this!!!!! but I started writing the vamp jake fic and oml I'm obsessed already 😍 I already know it's gonna tug on so many heartstrings and I'm absolutely here for it 🤭🤭

oh nO KAYLA YOURE OUT FOR BLOOD ⁉️⁉️ vampy jake that’s gonna tug on so many heartstrings HELLO no one is ready my beloved kayla please 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

no bcs the love i hold for vampy jake.

[mars-ipan]

hi marbles (ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ) moobles . mooglie marpple marce spray marrrrrsssss

nyaaa so hii rolls around in ur inbx vwv squishes u so like. Okay give me a moment i am actually the worst with words so im kinda out of my element here .. >_>

i think u r sooooo very cool like for real and honest. likeee meeting u on the confession blog was very nice and even if u only liek. Actually know me now bc i wasnt paying attention whilst out a festival , im glad 4 it ^w^ but hey word that was like omg 2 months ago now? isnt that cray... im glad i was able 2 help u out w. everything being a little Less scary ynow ynow even if it was just some asks here there i ammm seriously glad,, i know hospital shit is scary esp with the potential of dying so i am like Really seriously glad u didnt. like eek! we got this illness crew bumps arms

ewewe and yk u have helped ME out aswell . which like i dont talk super much of but vwv like . Squirms. okay so like ive been able to Stop caring so much about people like worrying my head off about how they think of me and just being able to Exist . and other things but like. holds up my shaking paws ^3^;;

whagever mind beams u my affection because i am soooo hard at expressing it. if the whole stalking ur page all the time didnt express it hashtag enoughies vov whagever crushes u like a bug and keeps u in a jar forever and ever. peace out vwv i can be awkward with sentences because i know itllmake sense to u u just seem to Get what i put down vov nyaaa bye bubbas

hajime because i cant help myself

GWAAAAHHH @//~//@ hi miceys……. mousey mice… squeak squeak (<- mouse noise)… did you know you would be killing me dead when you sent me this this is so sweet. weh i’m flustered hold on .

you’re also super very cool… if it isn’t obvious that i think ur sick by the fact that i am slowly absorbing all of your speaking patterns bc i’m obsessed with them then i’ll say it directly as well. i think you’re awesome and funny and clever and all that good stuffs… waah

and genuinely thank you again for the support when i was going thru all of that. it is. REALLY fucking scary i’d never been that ill in my life. and knowing there were ppl out there hoping i was well made me feel a lot less alone so um. uh. thank you for making me braver <3 illness crew yay!!

and i’m genuinely really glad to hear i’ve been able to help you in any way!! part of why i emphasize the whole Be Yourself thing so hard is bc i spent many years of my life trying very hard to make myself perfectly palatable for everyone around me. and that like. Sucks. it’s not fun. and i don’t want anyone else to have to go through that. so i hope that by being as unapologetically myself as i can be i can inspire other ppl to be as unapologetically themselves as well… very very happy to hear that i’ve at least somewhat succeeded in that :]

this was genuinely really really sweet of u and has made my night. fighting for my life not to make a stupid joke and ruin the tone of this but NO i can be SERIOUS and GENUINE and give/receive affection without distancing myself with a joke. i can do it. um anywho. this was really really really nice i’m really glad to hear you hold me as highly as i do you ^_^ whenever people are niceys to me i run in circles like this

[delicatebluebirdruins]

waiting for people to realise that RE3R feels more action orientated because Jill is a fucking trained professional she was in STARS (Jill was one the few who survived the Spencer estate) and the fucking army be like

[ghost-proofbaby]

Willow and Eddie have my heart <3 thousandth time reading through on AO3 - love your writing !!!

thank you nonnie 🥹 been rereading a whole lotta shire as i've opened the doc back up for mordor, adding to it word by word, and gah - love those idiots. wish the author would get her butt in gear and write more of them so we can see them be fools in love again.

[rosicheeks]

Are you a milf?

[microwavepopcorn]

[skrunksthatwunk]

jumpscared by least favorite seasonal chore

[daryldixonpls]

ok

“Who was she, Daddy?”

i’m really not ready for this and i am in no way emotionally ready lmao

“The stars told me this is forever.”

THE STARS TOLD ME THIS IS FOREVER

“The promise of another life inside of you that died before it saw the light of birth.”

nope

“It feels as though you’re nothing but a shadow��but to him you’re still the sun.”

the way you piece together theSE WORDS it’s like pure magic ??? like it’s beautiful and when i read it like, it’s like peace is all over me and i feel so safe and warm and i can’t even explain whAT and how i just

“Daddy, don’t cry.” OMFG MY PRECIOUS BABY BOY

I LOVE ABEL SO MUCH

“Somewhere doesn’t feel so far. So close at last you hear him calling—darlin’, I’m coming.”

i’m foING TO BE AIXK

THIS IS WHERE I LOS E MY MIND I CANT BREAFJHE

I CANT HANDLE THIS

Jax smiles at your words—echo no longer hurts—out on the highway as the wind whips past the reaper smiling back upon his leather. Seven years spent cut to pieces. In the wake of love those pieces of his soul had gone to war. But now at last the cage that keeps him on this cursed earth releases. Sets him free to seek the chaos of the stars... to ride the sky to where you are... that’s where peace is. He’s whole again and so much more. The one star calling... all the other stars are falling, to make room for him to come. Darlin’, I’m home.

i am weak

i am in disbELIF

i am speechless

and i’m going to need 3-5 business days to recover

edit after almost 24 hours bc i came on to check a notification: my brain chemistry has been aLTERED after reading this???? i feel so deeply and so muCH FO R THESE TWO IM IN LOVE I AM GRIEVING

Kutte to Pieces

A/N: You guysss I don’t know why I keep feeling compelled to write these angsty shits within the KutteVerse, but here’s another 🥲 The mood came over me to write this when I was randomly reminded of this song that I’ve loved for years, and hearing it with Jax in mind brought me to tears 💔 This fic is set sometime after Kutte Open but can also be read as a standalone!

Pairing: Jax Teller x F!Reader Warnings: swearing, tiny bit of smut, angsty angst – descriptions of reader being dead (alive in flashbacks) and the intense effects her passing has on Jax

Word Count: ~2.3k

“Who was she, Daddy?”

Little man always saw the ghost behind the mask. Light through the empty burning steady. Lost love living on in Jax. The father only ever shared the surface of the facts—but knew someday his son would ask. Knew to be ready.

Ring-clad hand ruffles that soft golden blonde mop and tucks him into bed. Kiss on the forehead. Takes one tiny hand and holds it pressed against his chest, the presidential leather of his vest. Heart beats beneath and bleeds the words he never said. “You feel that?”

Abel nods a quiet yes. Kid raised in chaos knows that quiet says it best. That words are weak and weak is bad.

So does his dad. Knows words corrupt. Would cut you up. The pieces that he keeps of you—the life he still lives in the deep of you—that’s all he has to keep him whole. The truth of you is in his soul.

Light burning brightest where the threat of darkness lurks. To bring it to his tongue… feels wrong, beyond believing. Knows to even try would be a fucking crime.

For that’s just how words work: they fall short of their meaning. Every time.

He’d tried to put you into words back in his prime. When summer was the only season. Songs and sonnets. Heart spread wide, thought every word was honest. Never lied. But cast the pages in the fire when you died, and cursed himself for having tried. High fucking treason. Truly never was a reason for the rhyme.

Words can’t do justice to a single part, of all the light that he still carries in his heart, much less the sum. They can’t hit home.

That’s where you are and someday home he’ll come.

He speaks in silence to his little one. Just as he’d always done with you before your final day was gone.

Do you know me, son?

The answer in those eyes of Teller blue. Streaked with the sun, light of the mom he never knew. Shade of the Son—father who hides so much from view—yet still somehow the silent answer now feels true. I do.

Then you know her too. She’s right here and will always be. In me. In you.

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