#everyone quick !!! look away !!!
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uhh uhh nightcrawler n stuff or whatever idk 👎👎 (boo traditional sketchbook stuff 👎👎)
shouting into the void I LOVE THESE SILLY LITTLE X-MEN SO MUCH !!!!!! they make me SICK. it's not even funny i need to absorb everything with kurt and logan this very INSTANT im fucking insane about them
#drawing these sillies instead of doing my bio work#I STILL DONT KNOW HOW I WANNA DRAW MY BOY KURT#hes my little princess <33#i am exploding him with my mind#someone give me one million logurt fics so papa can be at peace#kurt wagner#nightcrawler#x men#x men 97#jubilation lee#wolverine#damn this all feels so silly to type out#everyone quick !!! look away !!!#x men 92#jubilee#logurt#ok i think thats all of em thank you for your time
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Living rent free
#qsmp#tubbo#captainsparklez and ethoslab double whammy#this is fully just for me everyone else look away real quick
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i admit, ive seen this scene so many times before; i braced myself, knowing it was coming, accordingly... and yet i was caught positively dumbfounded.
#Egg.txt#star trek liveblog#NOT POSSINLE. YOU WERE NEVER ALONE. FINE.#im grieving my dead brother. but first a quick yaoi break#WHY DOES HE SAY HIS NAME LIKE THAT ITS SO FUNNY#LIKE BILL PUTS HIS ENTIRE JAMES T KUNT INTO THE WAY HE SAYS SPOCK. COME ON MAN#JUST BE NORMAL EVERYONE. EVERYONE LOOK AWAY FROM THIS
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Is that guy your type? Huh? You let him hold you. He was drunk. And he has a lover. Didn't you see? I'm not that easy, okay? ...What about me? [...] It was only a one-night thing.
KISEKI: DEAR TO ME Ep. 10
#kiseki: dear to me#kisekiedit#kdtm#kiseki dear to me#ai di x chen yi#chen yi x ai di#nat chen#chen bowen#louis chiang#chiang tien#jiang dian#userspring#uservid#userspicy#userrain#pdribs#userjjessi#*cajedit#*gif#this is purely a study in microexpressions WHEEEE#contrary to the tags on my ep13 gifset chen yi IS PAYING ATTENTION#his ass is LISTENING ATTENTIVELY he is catching where ai di is slipping.#and everything about ai di. every flicker in his face every hesitation every word. is speaking volumes & giving something away#i just wanna point out. real quick. that in the second to last gif ai di's eyes flit to chen yi's lips Before chen yi says 'what about me?'#& i cant even talk about the last gif without wanting to jump into the ocean#also thinking about chen yi asking about ai di's type bc my reaction was also 'huh?' the first time i heard that#but then you think about it like......the fact that chen yi probably *hasnt* thought about it before.#like just with the gang theyre in i mean. where everyone is gay. so outside of noticing preferences idk if he really.....noticed much more#& now he's trying to figure out what he's missed but he still KNOWS ai di. and ai di saying he's not that easy is just. EXACTLY.#the answer chen yi was looking for. that solidifies Everything ai di is trying so desperately to hide. that? and his eyes.
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You guys know the little joke about fanfiction with like, authors losing track of what position the characters are in, so they end up moving all over the place throughout a scene?
I think I’m creating the exact opposite problem for myself rn. and I’m spending wayyyy too much time worrying about exactly how Mercy and Moira are circling each other around this room in this scene.
Like. DAYS worth of pondering.
#look it’s a very important but relatively short sequence. in a small space.#I need to make sure everyone can see everything I want them to see#mercy in general moves around so fucking much. I never write dialogue for her without her doing something —#lots of gesturing and body language and stuff. she’s animated.#and I know damn well she’s hyper alert for how to make a quick exit. which means.#Moira needs to move away from the door. but not enough to alert Angela—#Angela isn’t very lucid in this scene. she’ll move whereever mercy moves her#but where does mercy move her when Moira arrives ……#I hate to say it but a swivel chair might be the solution here.
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if you think you've seen a "holy shit guy from the thing" constant cameo movie YOU'RE WRONG. nothing will ever compare to deadpool 3. literally thee most cameo filled movie I've ever seen there's literally hunderds of them. and the worst part is it's explained so well i'm not only not mad but i straight up really like it
#he thought a marvel movie was good QUICK EVERYONE LOOK AWAY!!!!!#actually nvm my fucking url is mwagneto all of china knows i have shit taste#well it's not exactly that. stockholm syndrome is more accurate#listen i spent my childhood watching the old xmen movies on loop there's no escape for me#marvel#deadpool 3#deadpool#deadpool & wolverine#deadpool spoilers#dp spoilers#dp3 spoilers
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Yuma Month: Day 29: Disguise
Yumi would’ve been a cute substitute name 💕
#Yuma Month 2024#rain code#master detective archives: rain code#yuma kokohead#shinigami#pixeldoodles#my art#I don’t feel well so have a quick simple one#yuma looks a little weird here but it was a quickie#everyone was gonna do this so yep#second time drawing girl yuma#this yuma was definitely a highlight from the game#ch2 had its issues but I loved yuma’s disguise#when you’re so cute that you can get away with being a girl#such a little cutie regardless of his gender#when kurumi asked if he had a girl name I was like yumi#kurumi and yumi besties forever :3#girl yuma is 💕👌#little yumi kokohead 🥰#his hair was so wispy x3#he looks like a delicate little fawn#and they always over exaggerate the eyelashes with girls in these games#anyway have a cute girl yuma for today :3
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upcoming Carlos x chess content soon ❤️♟️✨
#carlos sainz#autumn posts#Santander Private Banking release the chess content posthaste please!!!!!!!!#I love chess and I love him so you can imagine my delight hehe ✨🙂↕️💫#it looks like he may win (at least this round shown) spoilers Santander smh teehee#anyways quick gifs again before work!!!#thinking of everyone especially fellow Daniel fans ❤️🩹 it's still too much to express right now for me#but sending everyone so much healing energy#❤️🌅❤️🩹 something good must be coming I know it#head very full after Daniel's post#but good things too!! he can get away from the mess of RBR#Max to anywhere else king? 👀 imagine?#realistically I never see Max leaving rbr tho...I also have many wild hopes for 2025 that cannot be wrung from my heart 🙂↕️#also in good news AHHH LEWIS AND THE MET GALA#many complicated feelings on the fashion industry ahh too much to yap about in the tags rn!!#but so so so happy for Lewis and this theme ❤️ cannot wait for the Met ahhhhhhhhh also going to insta dive for moments from this week#one more bananas work day 🙂↕️✨ also I changed my blog theme!! on the fence if I'll keep it but we shall see!!!! 💖#anyways sending everyone good energy from Texas 🌆✨ brb soon!!!!!!#also I maybe might post writing on the sideblog!! so many incredible artists are so inspiring!!!!#but oh the nerves of showing one of the particular charms on the sicko pandora bracelet of my soul 🙂↕️#maybe maybe maybe!! but there's a certain Max Carlos fic I'd love to read but haven't seen so#gotta be the change you want to see in the world ❤️���� hehe anyways I gotta hit the bricks (Microsoft Outlook my beloathed) bye for now!!!!!!
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everybody gets on shouto's case for being arrogant before the sports festival but like was he wrong to be arrogant???? if i was trained since 5 and then i enrolled in a school for hero hopefuls who have just started training their quirk, their body, and their minds for the job, god i'd be so fucking arrogant too. everything his peers are learning, shouto already knows!! flying spin kick? boo, boring!! he learned that at six. incorporating your quirk into your fighting? lame, yawn! he's been doing that his whole life. fighting quirkless? his father may be a piece of shit but endeavor is nothing if not thorough.
#am i saying he's right for acting like this? no.#am i saying i understand? yeah#we should've got like a scene where they have to fight quirkless bc#hey what happens when you've exhausted your quirk? or you run into sm1#with a quirk like mine? think children think#and bakugo still cocky gets paired up with shouto and everyone gathers around to watch#and of course bakugo makes the first move but shouto dodges like he saw it coming#and the bkg makes the second and third and fourth but tdrk keeps dodging and bkg's slowly getting angrier and angrier#and then shouto /moves/. quick as a whip. a punch to the head. a kick to the midsection. he is relentless.#but even through this aizawa can tell shouto's heart isn't really into it. that this is too easy for him. finally it seems likes tdrk gets#tired of playing with bkg and drops down to sweep his legs. bkg goes down with an ungraceful curse. shouto stares down at bkg for a sec b4#offering his hand and bkg ofc swats it away but the whole class is in awe. how does tdrk just move like that?? how did he just... woahh#anyway bkg gets pissy and is like “you looking down on me?!” and shouto who hasn't even broken a sweat just goes#“you didn't even put up enough of a fight for me to look down on you.”#anyway tdrk shouto you will always be my favorite prodigy#shouto todoroki#todoroki shouto#bnha
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Gonna go ahead and ask you #58 on your Spotify wrapped while I'm thinking about it
#58 on my top songs is mirrorball by taylor swift! this is definitely one of my fav songs from her, if not The Favorite; a vivid music video plays out in my head every time i listen to it. here's my favorite part from it, which can definitely lend itself to particular dreamling scenarios... like 1989.
And they called off the circus, burned the disco down When they sent home the horses and the rodeo clowns I'm still on that tightrope I'm still trying everything to get you laughing at me I'm still a believer but I don't know why I've never been a natural, all I do is try, try, try I'm still on that trapeze I'm still trying everything to keep you looking at me
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When his stranger didn't show up in 1989, Hob spent the whole day waiting for him. The whole night, too. He heard the last call but stayed long after, until the bartender—Ian was his name, Hob learned at one point—had to kick him out so they could lock up. To Ian's credit, he did it with his most apologetic face.
"Sorry, Hob," Ian said as he locked up the front door of the tavern. "Feel free to come back 'round tomorrow. Promise the place'll still be here by then."
Hob, who was hovering listlessly beside him, gave him a smile. "You'll regret you said that."
Ian laughed. "I'll never regret having more regulars. God knows we need it."
Hob frowned. Right. He nearly forgot about that.
"Need a lift?" Ian offered, fishing out a different set of keys from inside his pockets. "You've drunk quite a lot."
"I'm fine, I just need to—" Hob took a deep breath, "—I need to walk it off."
Ian narrowed his eyes. "Sure? I better not read about you in the papers tomorrow."
Hob snorted. "Trust me, you won't."
With that, Hob stood in front of the tavern and watched Ian drive off, until the old man rounded a corner and disappeared.
Now that he was alone, Hob slumped down on the damp ground and leaned against the front door. They've probably replaced this door more times than he could count, along with the rest of the tavern. Century after century, Hob saw less and less of what used to be here 600 years ago: the chairs, the tables, the mugs, the godawful drinks. The closest thing to permanence this tavern had was its name, and, up until tonight, his stranger. And soon, it wouldn't even have itself.
Hob reached into his coat pocket and took out his lighter and a carton of cigarettes. As he watched London's everchanging skyline glitter above the Thames, he lit a cigarette, the orange of it glowing in the dark. He sat there, waiting, waiting, waiting. He was good at that, at waiting. All you had to have for waiting was time, and Hob had it in abundance. So he waited until the sun rose, until the streets came alive with cars and people, until Ian came back to open up.
"Oi, what happened to walking it off?!" Ian exclaimed, standing over Hob, shielding him from the noon sun. "Bloody hell. C'mon now. Up you go."
Hob let himself be corralled into the tavern's small office and be sat at the small couch that was probably meant for interviews and terminations. He drank the water and aspirin placed in front of him, and he wore the spare shirt lent to him, but he left Ian's questions unanswered.
"Y'know," Hob started as soon as Ian came back in from the bar, "I reckon I could do a good job running a tavern."
"You should be asleep," Ian said accusatorily.
Maybe he should've been. But instead, Hob was sitting upright, wide awake. "I've been in countless taverns, just like this," he continued, "and I reckon I could make a great one. It would be so great that people from all over the world would come to eat and drink there, and say, 'Hey look, it's Hob's tavern, the greatest one around!' And d'you know what the best part about it would be?"
Ian sighed and leaned on his desk. "What?"
"It would be so great that they'd never close it down. They wouldn't be able to. Everyone would rally around it, even the council. And it'd be there for, for centuries. No, millennia. No, forever."
Ian shook his head, smiling. "A beautiful dream."
"A dream?" Hob scrunched his eyebrows. "You don't believe me?"
"Hob, this tavern has been here for centuries. That's a pretty good run, I'd say. Before that, it might've been something else, like a house, or a barn, or something. And before that, it was probably an empty plot of land, or maybe it was full of trees. Maybe bloody dinosaurs lived and died here. Or maybe it was underwater, I dunno. But I'm getting away from the point," Ian said, scratching his scraggly beard. "The point is: things change. That's life."
Suddenly, Hob was reminded of that night a hundred years ago, how his stranger detested the implication that he changed, that he grew to be lonely, lonely enough to seek out companionship. Hob's companionship. Obviously he detested the implication enough to not show up yesterday. But maybe, just maybe, his stranger will show up again today or the next day, just to prove a point, just to say he didn't need him to be his friend, and to say goodbye for the last time. Surely his stranger's not cruel enough to not show up at all, right?
"I, I know, but I can't let this place change, at least not yet," Hob said. His desperation must've plain on his face from the way Ian smiled sadly at him.
"And why's that?"
"My friend and I," Hob paused, thinking about what to say, "this place is important to us."
"You can always find another place."
"He won't," Hob said, voice breaking, "he won't be able to find me."
"How sure are you that he won't?"
Hob put his head into his hands. "I'm sure."
"You don't have his number?"
Hob shook his head.
Ian sighed. "Well, like I said last night, you'll need a lot of money to—"
"I have the money," Hob blurted out.
"What's that?"
"I," Hob repeated, raising his head in realization, "I have the money."
Ian only looked at him.
"I can, I can keep this place alive until he comes back."
Ian regarded him wordlessly for a few more seconds, then said, "I appreciate the thought, I do, but I reckon you can just establish a new one and it'll be less expensive. You can always, I dunno, put up some signs. 'This way to the new tavern' or something. Then when your friend comes around, they'll just read your sign and go to the new tavern."
Hob stared at Ian, mouth hanging open. Then he laughed, feeling a sleep-deprived lightness in his chest. He stood up and held Ian by his shoulders, still smiling. "Ian, you're a genius."
Ian chuckled heartily. "I try."
"And you're a hired genius."
"Pardon?"
"I'll need a bartender for the new tavern," Hob said, grinning.
Ian scoffed in disbelief, but he was smiling. "And what'll you name it?"
Hob thought for a second, then settled on: "The New Tavern."
Ian chortled. "You need sleep. Dearly."
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send me a number and i'll write something based on the corresponding song in my spotify wrapped!
#dreamling#*#*my fic#warning i did not proofread this so uh... sorry in advance. i just realized it's 3:46 am and i probs need to go sleep#btw the bartender doesn't actually have a name so i used his actor's name LMFAOOO#thank you for sending in a number even before i reblogged the post TJ!!!#AND for finding the post in the first place!!! i hope this is a good enough offering in return for the beautiful folktale you wrote#EVERYONE GO TO TJ'S BLOG AND FIND THAT FOLKTALE IT'S A WORK OF ART!!!!#this could be more but i reminded myself that i'm doing this For Fun (tm) and not for it to be structurally good#because that can get real stressful real quick...#(pointedly looking away from my sad dads au which is 60k words and counting...)
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hear me out… what if we pile up a bunch of blankets and pillows to cuddle on while watching a movie…. and then at some point during the movie, you move the clothes we’re wearing aside and push inside me… and, ok, maybe the movie is kinda sad, so by the time it ends I’m curled against you crying…and maybe then you start slowly moving your hips…telling me it’s gonna be ok, n that I look pretty when I cry… moving us so your body weighs down on me, and we sink further into the blankets…
#bitches who get hard when people cry where are you#there’s a word for it but I can’t remember…#everyone else… look away real quick haha#it’s 3am and I fear I may be descending into insanity#so this probably reads terribly haha#oh ! dacryphilia thank you search engine#nsft#nsft concept#dacryphilia
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i don't have words. they never deserved you. if i was there this wpulnd't have happened. i would have stoppedit
#the last time steve saw her and she was smiling#and he smiles right back but he looks away too quick and she's gone#just like bucky and just like sam and just like everyone he's ever cared about most she's just gone
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ugh
saw a post with a quote that basically tidily summed up the rebuttal i'd half-started drafting to someone's post about how homosociality in tolkien ~queers amatonormativity~ [spoiler: on the contrary, male homosociality has been engaged in a three-way handshake with both misogynist heterosexuality and amatonormativity for literal millennia, and far from undermining them, more typically serves as essential reinforcement], so i was like, great, now i don't have to actually write that essay, i can just reblog this instead and tag it #tolkien! :)
but then, like a conscientious idiot, i went and dutifully looked up the book it was from, because i think it's irresponsible to cite excerpts whose context you aren't familiar with; and very predictably it turned out to be by a r*dfem and to make all sorts of claims abt so-called 'phallocratic culture' that i dislike, both as a trans person and ally myself and also as a logical thinker who can tell perfectly well from, you know, lived experience of our society that having a penis doesn't in fact confer ready social acceptance, never mind dominance, on people who don't otherwise look or act the part of a Proper Man, because ultimately what we reflexively defer to is a particular vibe, produced by a combination of physique and affect and other things besides, which may imply the presence of a penis but neither actually reveals nor necessitates one…
so like. ugh. probably i'm gonna have to write my own essay after all. :/
#i don't know much about marilyn frye and it doesn't look from a quick google as though she's on par with some of the really nasty t*rfs#but like. you don't have to be vitriolic to still be fundamentally approaching the world in a cissexist way#that gives too much credence to ideas abt Men and Women even as it resents them#like in this essay she comes out with shit like#'women generally have good experiential reason to associate negative values and feelings with penises'#and like. i don't identify as a woman but presumably a r*dfem would class me as a ''''female person'''' so like.#speaking from that classification—can't relate!!#(i mean‚ dgmw‚ i don't want to be dismissive of experiences that were forced‚ or coercive‚ or consensual but painful‚ or or or)#(and it's not that i haven't myself had experiences where people were bad about consent with me)#(but personally i would say i associate negative values and feelings with those *people* and their *behavior‚* not with Penises per se.)#and maybe it's just like. that i'm speaking after literally 50 years of gender progress#like frye does in fact concede that a reframed relationship to penises would be an improvement#(''if penises were enjoyed a good deal more and worshipped a great deal less‚ everyone's understanding of… power and of love would change#beyond recognition and much for the better'')#so maybe it's just like. hi that's me! i'm there! enjoying them! :)#but i just feel like. i don't need to be drawing from a well that takes cisheteronormative constructs this much for granted#and thinks the way to escape them is separatism#as if the knife that cuts Women away from Men weren't cutting some of us in half‚ not 2 mention being itself a cisheteronormative construct#but like. the decontextualized quote really was tempting… :/#anyway. some people vent about normal things; i vent about shit like this‚ i guess!
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my wee satyr Nyssa and her party's goliath paladin, Andurath :D
#dnd#dungeon and dragons#character art#illustration#goliath#satyr#faun#I love that Nyssa is only the normal kind of short but (almost) everyone else in the party went 'I'm a giantkin' so she looks pocket sized#anyway this is what I got distracted in the middle of and stopped to draw him and Aubree arm wrestling (she's 3'1 fwiw)#and this in itself was me getting carried away with what was SUPPOSED to be a QUICK SKETCH REF for something ELSE#which I have not even started yet!! lmao#I got lost in the human anatomy sauce. I think I'm leveling up again which is cool but takes a lot of time ahaha#anyway [jazz hands] look#andurath#my OCs#nyssa#erelan#dungeons and doodles
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I re-read some of the Villain Iris AU posts and yeah, Drayton would be DEVASTATED when watching the live stream
Like imagine he’s at home with either his parents or he’s with Drayden at the moment, just trying to stay warm from the ice Kyurem and Iris had placed across the region. He has no idea what to do or what to think, the figure who had terrorized the region, thrown Ghetsis to his death, ruined the ecosystem, made living in Unova actual hell, just revealed themself to be his older sister
And she looks different from how she presents herself in front of him, she looks tired, insane. And when he’s around she looks normal, stressed maybe, but always normal like she wasn’t trying to worry him
Imagine if after the livestream was over, Iris went to find Drayton to invite him to live in Team Plasmas castle with her. He was one of the few people who actually cared for her and looked up to her like she was a hero
And she was his hero
But she just can’t let Drayton live in Opelucid City where there’s barely any food left for the survivors, where it’s freezing cold both outside and inside every building. She wanted her adoring brother to be somewhere safe when she continued to force the region into submission. She wasn’t going to hurt one of the people who cared for her
Last thing but I would think that one of Iris’ goals would be to murder both Hilda and Hilbert. They might’ve been her friends but that was before the voices of Unova got to her, now all she sees is competition she was to be rid off
If the twins are gone, then no one can stop Kyurem from fusing with both Reshiram and Zekrom
And everyone will see Iris as the Hero she always was. As the God she will be
Also I am trying to make this coherent as possible but I’ve only gotten 5 hours of sleep last night and it’s almost 2:00 am rn.
Dude right😭😭 but ough this is giving me villain Diantha vibes now like the og one w her just wanting to keep Augustine safe lmfaooo
Oh this is fucked up man this is so fucked up imagine how that must've went tho, how she's there trying to convince him to stay with her, I imagine it's like,, set after her fight w Hilda, like the one where Hilda broke her nose cause she punched her, imagine that. Iris telling the Shadow Triad to get Drayton for her, ofc, she wants to keep her brother safe too, he always adored her, always looked up to her, saw her as a hero even before she got Kyurem, why would she abandon him the same way everyone else abandoned her?
When the Shadow Triad returned, Drayton in hand, he was trembling as he staggered back, reaching out for his Archaludon's pokeball, only for it to not be there, seeing his pokemon at the hands of the Shadow Triad. And finally he sees Iris standing before him, Kyurem looming behind her, casting a shadow over them, making Iris' crimson eyes glow an ominous light. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, as Iris was kneeling before him, the Shadow Triad disappearing. And ofc he expected the worst, Iris was covered in blood, the blood from her nose smeared all over her mouth, her jaw, even on her gloves. Removing her gloves, she reaches out to him, making him flinch as he felt her hand on his head, ruffling his hair.
Looking up at her again, he sees her smile, but god it wasn't the same one he's so used to seeing, this one feels twisted, sordid, it didn't feel right, her fangs were bared, as she said, "I'm glad you're safe, Drayton." And god he fucking hates it absolutely hates it how the one looking so adoringly at him isn't the same sister who used to tell him stories when they were younger, who gave him piggyback rides, who always believed he can achieve so many things despite his laziness; no, this wasn't his sister, this was a monster mimicking his sister, and god did he hate it, "I don't know what I'd do if anything happens to you."
Imagine her pulling him up to a hug tho, he can smell the blood on her, it made his stomach churn. Then she's there smiling again, god he doesn't wanna look at her anymore. "I can't just let you live here with grandpa, you know how he is, plus..." She looks down from the Frigate, looking at the state Opelucid is in, "do you really wanna live in this frozen death trap?" She then turns to him, "in the castle, you can have all the food you want, it's warm there too," she said, pulling him to her side. "You don't have to worry about going to school, not like you cared about it in the first place, right?" She laughed at that, Drayton just wants to run away from her
But can you imagine tho Drayton finally confronting her abt shit, why she became like that, she was a great Champion, she was his hero, everyone loved her. Then suddenly Iris' demeanour changed, she was almost glaring at him, staring right through him, almost piercing. Her voice was cold, bitter cold, "don't be naive, Drayton." She spat out, "do you honestly think they'd tell you they hate me right at your face?" Taking a step forward, he took a step back, "do you really think they'd tell you how much they hate me?" He took another step back, "do you really think that I don't hear about the way they wanted Hilbert to be the Champion, how much they looked down on me, how much they wanted me to lose?" His back had hit the edge of the Frigate, "do you really think I don't know how much this region hates me?"
Drayton tried to tell her that not everyone hates her, they shouldn't, she's doing everything for this region, then she just laughs as she shakes her head, pulling him to a hug again. God he hates the smell of blood. "You should know better, Drayton." Her voice was but a whisper, "you should know, our family looked down on you too," her grip turned tight, "I heard everything they said about you. How you can never be at their level. Can never be a Dragon Master." And she's there stroking his hair, "even when you became Champion of the academy, they didn't care." Then she pulled away, looking at him like how she looked back then, so softly, like the sister he once knew, "but I cared. Grandpa may never be proud of you, but I am."
And just hcmxbxn y'know Iris just low-key manipulating him, snapping her fingers and suddenly the Shadow Triad showed up again, handing over Drayton's pokemon, as she tells them to lead Drayton to the quarters, to let him rest for a bit, to give him food, as Iris herself will plan her next attack. Ofc, the twins being her next target. She already has Zekrom with her, already fused with Kyurem. Now she only needs Reshiram, and soon she'll have the Original Dragon by her side, submitting to her commands.
Soon, she'll show them just who the God of Fate truly is.
#real quick but dude sleep bdmdn#anyways#im sorry but the line 'and everyone will see iris as the hero she always was. as the god she will be' hits so fucking hard holy shit???#like oughghfhfjdh#also#iris manipulating the peeps she wants to stay w her tho finding common ground w them your honour this is making me insane#like w bianca she goes on how people looked down on both of them#how peeps never saw bianca as a capable trainer and professor#w dia and lance she went on how theyre hated champions#how no one believed theyre capable despite being the strongest of their regions#and now w drayton and how she's there telling him that people looked down on them despite trying their best#how no one will ever believe in them. no one will ever think theyre competent dragon masters#that them being champions didnt matter in the eyes of the masses#oughghfhchkdhdj your honour shes sooooo😭😭😭😭#but real tho she will target the twins#they already took a lot of things from her#even hilda almost took bianca away from her#but not anymore#now she'll be the one to take from them#and she'll make sure theyre powerless to stop her as they watch her fuse all three dragons#ough your honour... her... <3#villain iris au#an ask and an answer#jerseyk112
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Iv been crying so much more recently int he past few month I feel like I'm going crazy, I keep freaking out and losing it and hating myself more and more
And now my eyes sting while I'm crying and that hurts and I don't know what to do I don't know
#i gained so much weight in the new two days what happened#i didnt eat more than normal i feel#im never going to be normal and ok looking again i put on all this stupis weight#becuaae of my birth control and its never going to go away#and i feel it bwijg like a slippeely slop into bad habits to deapratly loose weight#but it wont ever fucking work#because i also suck and cant stop doing shit that makes me ugly#im just an ugly gross person and no ones ever going to want to put up with me foe more than a quick few hours#im not built to be enjoyed for long periods of times for intimately#just as the silly friend of the group that you can only put up with till you cant stand them#im nothing#i literally have nothing going for me#what? i can draw a little? so can fucking anyone and everyone#ans way better than me#im fat and gross and spell bad and have bad habits and i cry all the time#and somethings always wrong with my lifand i have adhd so i tend to leave ahit undone forever#thank god im a coward and im not gonna like#do anything to myself#but i fr have been having morw and more days where i just wish#idk#i dont wish i was dead but i do wish i didnt exist#just sidnt have to think about shit#but i am here and i do havw to think about sjit#and im just gonna have to keep crying snd dealing with shit and feeling miserable for however many fucking yeads im gonna be on this earth
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