#cant fucking relate

[astronnova]

doodles (as i avoid work) of the super awesome you wouldn't like me alive fic by @ectoplasmranch which i binge read in a 7 hour sitting yesterday

[vypridae]

"he's going to watch something dumb, xanzen do you want some content??" "SOMEBODY SEDATE ME!!!!!"

[rassicas]

i have one video i've been wanting to make about a certain splatoon lore topic so badly for some years now and i wanna do it soon. but every time i think about it i can feel myself going insane. there's so much i need to say. how do i structure this in a way that makes sense. does it even make sense at all. to me? god help me

[wolfziedraws]

freak of nature

[hunting-for-sport]

the fact that isaac lahey took the bite to be able to "defend himself" and gained all of these new abilities that in theory should have helped him do exactly that, only to continue to disproportionately oscillate between freeze and flight reactions when put in violent situations, the fact that he gained this facade of confidence at the start of season 2, but that confidence really only existed when he was being ordered around, when he had an authority figure expecting obedience and telling him what to do, and the second he was left to his own devices and forced to deal with uncertainty that facade crumbled, the fact that when he was met with any kind of genuine kindness he always reacted with the sort of awkwardness and surprise of someone who hadn't experienced that in years, the fact that kindness was never the first thing he expected to be given from others, the fact that his most reckless actions were consistently taken on the behalf of the people he cared about, not in defense of himself, the fact that when he did fight for himself, there was hardly ever clear thinking behind it, it was the kind of violence you get only after backing someone into a corner, all of the things that carried over from his human life, from the loss and abuse and fear he lived with, all of these qualities that the bite couldn't magically "fix" despite how hard he leaned into it and tried to adapt to his new life, because the bite was never and will never be the cure-all it's cut out to be (both in universe, at times, and by a hell of a lot of people in the tw fandom) all of this is incredibly important to me.

[ch3rr13zk1n]

Lamperty hfjiONE

I also have multiple alternative versions of this image since i never know which version i like more!! (I have a problem please help)

Like and reblog or i'll force you to like Gnarpy or smth

[dammjamboy]

forgot to ever post this here but i had the most fucked dream the other night and i had to draw it

[ouaw-facts-i-just-made-up]

Gideon is about as concerned with making sure Kremy eats as Kremy is about him eating. This does not always work out for him, since he isn't the cook, but he at least tries to make sure Kremy eats consistently, "how are you supposed to keep up with me during our workouts if you're starvin'?!", even flat out refusing to eat sometimes until Kremy has a bowl himself.

And honestly, Kremy wouldn't even be making meals this often if he was by himself. It was way cheaper to section out a meal over the course of a week, even if he wasn't exactly getting full from it. It was enough to make sure he didn't starve or go broke. But now he's gone and gotten himself worried about somebody else and well...it works out for him too.

[hakusins]

lord have mercy...

he's overcome with uncontrollable lust

[idrawvocaloid]

tried to draw those two...

(commissions open)

[bootsieboots]

Can u tell who my favorite character ever iz? Can u... can u tell?

(Come look @zeddyzi i have stolen ur boiz identity. Im not giving it back)

[reaper-in-reverie]

Chuuya was a fiery person.

He learned that the only way to be truly respected was to be irritable and commanding — it worked. He was right. Being weak and folding to other people's will was not part of him anymore, he was Chuuya with a capital C and he was the untouchable executive of the Port Mafia — he didn't need anyone else, he had himself, respect, relative safety, and a stupid mackerel to kill.

Oh, and he had you.

OR

chuuya nakahara's loving written by a chuuya kinnie projecting herself into her work.

Warnings: nothing much, just chuuya's thoughts on love and himself. A dash of angst if you really think about how lonely he is...

Chuuya was a fiery person.

He learned that the only way to be truly respected was to be irritable and commanding — it worked. He was right. Being weak and folding to other people's will was not part of him anymore, he was Chuuya with a capital C and he was the untouchable executive of the Port Mafia — he didn't need anyone else, he had himself, respect, relative safety, and a stupid mackerel to kill.

Oh, and he had you.

And the untouchable executive had to rest, too.

Chuuya had his arms wrapped around you while your head laid against his chest, and his on the pillows. He was so tired, you could feel it when you were this close to him — but you could also feel he was content with just being here with you, holding you in silence.

He couldn't begin to imagine how he even got himself here. He loved you so much, he was so sure of that — you were everything to him. You understood him so deeply, sympathized with him, cared for him, been there to listen to his shitty childhood, been there when he was drunk and tired and mean. Been there through both his best and his worst.

There was a silence he couldn't fill with words. He didn't know what to do with these feelings half the time. You were just so, so precious to him. He didn't want to lose you. He couldn't lose you, it'd ruin him forever. Losing you now would be like dying.

He'd sacrifice his life for you, he'd dedicate his soul to you, and if the world was against you — then he was sending a goddamn planet out of orbit. But Chuuya knew you didn't even want that. You wanted him to love and to be loved — to be human. He never had someone like you before, you proved to him so many times you didn't want his power, or his position, or his potential. You wanted him, you liked how human he was despite of what he was. You commented on his care and loyalty and his compassion — you separated him from the other vile humans, you said he was so much more than them. You loved him without obligating him to love you in return.

You were his proof of humanity. What a joke. Did you even know what you were getting yourself into? What it meant to love someone like him — someone who was just lines of code, stuffed into skin and bones? Someone who had accepted that they couldn't be truly loved long before you? Someone who's very existence flawed them? Someone who wasn't even human? Didn't you know — or did you not care?

Chuuya sighed against you now. He could feel you were asleep in his arms. He needed to protect you, he needed to keep you close to him — you made him feel human. You were proof he could love, he could feel, he could live. That he didn't have to feel guilty for existing. He didn't have to have a purpose — he could live and laugh and love without being useful. It sounded like a fever dream to a boy who was made to be a weapon.

Chuuya started lowly humming a tune into the cold air of the room. The song was familiar — his mother had sung it to him. He could barely remember it. He definitely had a life before this. He probably had a mother, a father, old childhood friends, even siblings —

— but this was okay, too.

He couldn't believe you were here with him. He couldn't believe he had someone that could accept him. Someone who didn't just tolerate him, or use him — someone who loved him. You loved him so genuinely and deeply that you would sacrifice your happiness just like he would his own. You gave him more than respect, you gave him stability. You gave him the feeling of home he had never truly felt.

Chuuya Nakahara was a fiery person.

But he had always yearned for a gentle love.

║Ⓒ reapkusho on tumblr. 2024. all rights reserved. refrain from translating, copying, or stealing in any way, etc.

[hiraeth-daydreams]

I'm sorry Rudy my dad is a what

[luck-of-the-drawings]

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saw alot of comments on prev pages; saying 'i HATE that mean teacher! im gonna FIGHT HIM!!' & i LOVE the energy!! it WOULD be nice. to have that catharsis. but the story of young tidestrider is Not one of catharsis. it is a story of being so small and so special and sucking so bad.

[daddy-ul]

just like the curse, just like the stray

you feed it once, and now it stays

Until it sleeps - AWMH4

[nemesisfall]

obligatory pokemon au time!!