#couldn't decide on one so whateves

[rosecoloredknight]

Bonus:

[darkeyedreamer14]

POV. You're both a blonde, blue themed capitan, with some messed up age and a friend who supposedly "died" during the war but then came back missing a limb/limbs and you somehow ended up on opposite sides of the fight, and also a different friend who you fought one war with and another war with their child/children

And obviously, I had to add this as well

[cienie-isengardu]

Ares and his sons: Deimos & Phobos

[vynnyal]

Actually you know what, I'm gonna post this. Check it out, I'm fiddling with this PMV. Spoils the whole game ofc. And the name of the song is pure imagination by Fiona Apple!

Also I'm apparently a big fan of drawing moon laying down 😂 total count including scrapped drawings is 5 (technically 6)

[silver-horse]

🩸🗡️🩸

[notabuddhist]

good morning from my room in my rents' house where i relocated to after 11pm with the help of my sister because i absolutely flipped my shit when i heard something scurrying across the floor of my room last night.

[moonlit-tia]

Made my fields of mistria oc, Vesta, with this picrew by maetheellen! I got the template from here ♡

[untitled-tmnt-blog]

You run risequotes?

"Run" seems like a generous term, haha. But yes, that blog is mine!

[nyckie]

I am compelled to grow a Cornish Cross to maximum size just to have a really big chicken dinner. Just a big honkin roast chicken, like twice the size as you can get at the grocery store.

[theheadlessgroom]

@beatingheart-bride

It certainly was an adjustment: For so long, it had just been him and Emily, against the whole world it seemed. From the time that they first met to that long stretch of time before they migrated to California and found the Mansion, it had just been the two of them, and for that time, they were all they needed. In some ways, it was a bit of a culture shock when they moved to Gracey Manor, and found themselves in the company of not just familiar faces like Dorian and Elizabeth, but suddenly surrounded by like-minded spooks, spooks who didn't bat an eye at their relationship, and were instead whole-heartedly supportive of them. After ages of having to hide their love from prying eyes, it was bizarre, to be able to be so open.

And then came his parents, and that brought with it its own necessary adjustments, to have his mother and father back in his (after)life after so long. To not only reunite with his mother, but to reconnect with his father and make amends, forging the sort of father-son bond he never thought he'd ever have, and to have both June and Wilhelm so readily embrace Emily? It was a lot to take in the moment, but it had paid dividends: He had his parents back, Emily had a pair of parental figures to turn to, and their children had a set of loving grandparents to grow up around.

And now his uncles and his grandparents were in the mix, and that opened so many doors! Clearly, both the Paces and the Burkes had taken a shine to Emily (which put Randall over the moon, seeing his wife have a loving and supportive family unit after so long), and it made him so happy, to see his father reconnecting with his older brother, and his mother so overjoyed to be reunited with her parents, and the children were warming up to the new members, who loved them (and him, he had to remind himself) as soon as they laid eyes on them. It would mean birthdays and holidays together, letters and cards exchanged...for so long it had been him and his mother, then himself and Emily, and now...their little family had grown so much!

"Oh, she looked like a little angel, didn't she?" Randall grinned, his undead heart fluttering at the memory of his little girl, looking so cherubic as she lay between her grandparents, any unease or uncertainty felt previously having largely evaporated.

Lon similarly looked angelic between his uncles; at this memory, Randall couldn't help but chuckle amusedly, adding, "Y'know, I think we've finally found someone-two someone's, in fact-that can wear out even our boy!"

[minty-playhouse]

So about the story I mentioned in my recent tags...

When I was on eighth grade we had a trip at the end of the year to "celebrate" finishing elementary and moving on to high school. It's pretty common to do that in Brazil and usually people like going to coastal cities to enjoy the beach and the hot weather and whatnot. I went with almost my entire class, and we were also allowed to invite a friend from outside the school if we wanted, and my classmate Fernanda called her neighbor to come along. Sadly I cannot remember her name.

At the time, I've got to a point in life where hair had started growing on my body, and particularly on my private parts, and while sometimes I bothered to shave my legs, I didn't feel like shaving my pubes. First because I was worried I would hurt myself. And second because I didn't really see a point. I still saw myself as a literal kid despite already having my period and everything.

Unfortunately (most of) the other girls in my class didn't see it that way. They would make mocking comments behind my back, but loud enough so I could hear them, about how I was hairy and weird and pretty much "dirty" for not being hairless everywhere.

One day we were at the beach, and they were being more directly cruel to me so I went somewhere and just began crying. I cried because I felt ugly and disgusting.

Then Fernanda's friend found me.

I didn't know anything about this girl. I was rooming with her and Fernanda during the trip because they had an extra bed in their room, but until that point I had never really talked to her outside of very casual conversation. I remember she was one or two years older than me, dark skin, was super extroverted, loved partying (she would go to literally every party during the trip and come back hella late). She was the most extreme opposite of me there could ever be.

She mentioned she saw me isolate myself from the group, and that she saw what the others girls were saying about me. I remember she looked me in the eyes and said "Look, don't listen to them. Don't let them ruin this that should be a fun, happy moment for you. You just ended eight grade and you're at the beach and enjoying yourself and doing your thing, that's all that matters!" And then dragged me to go to the water with her.

And this total stranger, this girl that literally had no conection to me previously, who didn't have any "obligation" to comfort me or do anything particularly nice to me... She went out of her way to make me feel better. A person that had nothing to do with me.

For the rest of the trip I remember I stuck with her and Fernanda for most of it, along with my two other guy friends that were my "besties" at the time, and I had a pretty lovely time, covered myself in temporary/henna tattoos, even went to some of the parties with her, got flirted with by boys for the first time ever...

And even if I don't remember her name, I hope she went on to live her best life, because she was such a kind and lovely person, I still remember clearly how we talked at the beach that day, as if it were yesterday. And for that I'll forever be grateful.

[girlthativealwaysbeen]

sometimes my bestfriend is like an angel in disguise istg

[vampyroteuthid]

i wish trying to do things with groups of people was not the most horrible time wasting activity on earth

[born-to-lose]

I love being the always single person in my family, mad respect to my sister for constantly dating guys for the last 8 years, I would have shot myself

[youremyonlyhope]

why won't my brain shut up why won't my brain shut up why won't my brain shut up why won't my brain shut up

[tsubasaclones]

something something a character’s magic abilities being used as a metaphor for psychosis not in the godawful “everything was a hallucination the whole time uwu” way but in a “they can hear/see things other people can’t” way that is handled much more respectfully