#forever thinking about Them

[rain2021]

MAX JÄGERMAN AND STEPHANIE LAUTER NERDY PRUDES MUST DIE (2023)

[cilorine]

so i was thinking: what if lumine promised xiao that she would be there for him too if he called her name? 😳

[bambidixon]

You're an angel, I'm a dog

Or you're a dog and I'm your man

You believe me like a god

I'll destroy you like I am

[cthulhum]

[elliotthinkssometimes]

thinking what a shock it would be for William and vyncent the first time one of them got injured during the 10 month timeskip. They weren’t with the heroes anymore and they couldn’t go to the hospital incase their identities were found out. They would’ve had to haphazardly patch each other up with minimal training and probably risk all sorts of infections in the wreck of the old base that they were living in.

they’d never even lived without an adult before. Did they know how to cook? What to buy when they went shopping? How to take care of themselves and each other?

[divinescomedies]

[sithdaya]

short jesstin ficlet

They’re sitting on his bed, holding hands before Jessica breaks the comfortable silence between them.

“You’re perfect, you know that?”

He shakes his head, “Nah, I just lucked out.”

“How so?”

“You make it easy to be good,” her boyfriend shrugs, “i don’t know who I’d be without you.” 

[ablatheringblatherskite]

they're not the SAME but I can't stop thinking about either of them

(first row is like: alright let's get to work.

second is like: the boys just smiling at them without them noticing

third is like: protectiveness

fourth is like: sweet dating moment

fifth: a LONG AWAITED KISS (but also maybe the last))

[mountainsinaboat]

"You may go... Yennefer."

— nothingbutloveforyou

[liquidstar]

If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)

At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.

Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.

[me-beef]

@strangeravatar made a great point

i was gonna focus on the spike-hotboxing-celestia aspect but i got distracted somewhere along the way and i think i forgot what joke i was trying to make

but dont you think its interesting how many guards of the exact same color/body type she's managed to accrue?? i do

ooohh you want to go look at our stickers so bad

[chloesimaginationthings]

Mike can’t handle Abby in the next FNAF movie..

[waterthatsmoe]

Lab mishaps with heartshackle trio

[Read R -> L]

[jujubehearts]

minecraft fnaf and club penguin are what shaped and raised me as a person i am not kidding

[lotus-pear]

learning to love

[inkskinned]

in internet posts it is easy to cut them out of your life. they are hurting you! they aren't listening to you!

they held your hair back. they lent you lipstick. they held your hand at the train station and got you home safe. they rounded on your bully, got loud, said get fucked, spitting-mad in your defense.

they also cut the hair off again. told you that you should really think twice before wearing something like that. took you for granted. took your insecurities and threw them in your face again.

you know logically it should be easy. all the internet advice comments always read it will feel better. like an equation - if a person is rotten, you just remove them. you pull the tooth that's hurting.

but it was never a big flare-up moment. you don't live in a sitcom. they never tried to take your boyfriend or steal from your apartment. they showed up to birthdays and they wrote songs about you and bring you water without you asking. once you found out they carry an emergency inhaler for you, even though you haven't had an asthma attack in years - just in case.

where is the line? people fuck up. sometimes they fuck up badly. sometimes people have raw personalities, like a powerline, and being around them is dangerous. addicting. sometimes they can't help themselves, but you know they're trying. sometimes they are just rough-around-the-edges. sometimes they don't even realize how they sounded when they said that. sometimes it's just - you've both loved each other for so long now, the way this thing hurts goes back to the root.

and that's the fucked up part. you have pushed your fingers against the sweetheart of memory. things these days are electric, tense, harrowing. they didn't used to be. there were a lot of good days in there. sometimes you want to just close your eyes and say can this be over yet? do we still need to be fighting?

doing that would give up any chance you get of getting an apology, but you don't always know that you need an apology, you love them. once they flaked on your birthday party. once they told you to get over it, people are always dying. they also let you crash on their couch for a week after the breakup, handfeeding you when you were so sad you couldn't eat. they are also judgmental about everything, occasionally react to banal statements with an attitude that is weird and fiery. they also love you like a lighthouse sometimes, so strong they cut the storm like lightning.

but the problem is that you might be storm. you might be the thing that needs breaking. what if you are two forces who are desperately, horribly drawn to each other, shaped by the other person's passions, and both good for each other and bad in equal measure.

what if you're both just people, and you're no saint neither.

just cut them off! swallowing the saltwater, you catch yourself in the mirror. you've been shaking more than usual. there's an ache in you that is oblique, loud, impossible to soothe. is this what it looks like? when life is "easier"?

your mouth will always have a hole, is the thing, if you remove the tooth.