#goddamn I need to hug him

[timetower18]

So cute.

Character belong to @z-t00n00n

[themintman]

petra and her dad for the scs redraw?

HELL YEAH 💥💥

[amelia-yap]

Sooooo thoughts on episode 12 🍅

very nice (in pain)

[star--anon]

we need to talk about an AU where Janson gives up on trying to find a Cure and instead starts focusing on making himself an army so that when the Cranks inevitably break down WCKD's walls, he can survive

Minho being trained into a soldier. In fact, he's kind of Janson's test dummy. His body is the strongest, the most resistant, so Janson tries out different "training" methods on him first.

Brainwash included. Maybe Janson even repurposes the fear simulator. As a hijacking method. Or maybe a punishment. Be a soldier or go insane.

[neurotypical-sonic]

youre telling me I'm OLDER than vector?? he has two kids and a full time job/career and a mortage probably and I'm OLDER than him??

[bonemeal12]

finished Mercury Falling. what do I do. what do I do. what do I do. what do I do.

[joyful-soul-collector]

When Atreus says they're going to hunt deer and Mimir asks what direction and Atreus says "In... the direction of deer" in the most sad, tired voice you've ever heard come out of a teenage boy, I--

I HAD TO FUCKING PAUSE AND TAKE A DEEP BREATH OKAY I'M NOT FUCKING ALRIGHT RIGHT NOW

[what-is-it-to-be-pk-esque]

ugh so it's my 1st baldur's gate 3 run, 70 hrs in early act 2, and it took me forever to decide "ok, I'll go for Gale" since my girl is a tav sorcerer and it's cute that they have magic in common, plus i dig a wholesome romance which it seems like he has (plus he's an adorable nerd)

But I started romancing Astarion (for funsies!! he was at neutral and it's maaaybe a lil out of character for my tav (she didn't even let him bite), but I really wanted her to get laid at the party lol)

and now after his constant flirting and profoundly sad undertones I am SO TEMPTED to start a new run (or load really old saves so it's still the same OC 😭) that are 100% going for Astarion approvals so I can see all his cutscenes, not be spoiled online, and have a coherent experience in my head where he gets to be happy and (I assume) in love

fuck lol

[tiredassmage]

wip wednesday

Alright, pull my leg, why don’t you? xD Have a longer tease from the disaster Nar Shadaa night that put Tyr, Leo, Dash, and Jonas Balkar all in the same cantina and Tyr, having never before met Leo, diagnosed him with Feelings over a few drinks and decided he should maybe call it a night.

And then also finds out how hopeless Leo can be about his feelings. xD

“Y’know…” The Captain’s voice slurs as he props a shoulder back into the seat, swirling the remnants of his drink in his glass. “I’ve heard interestin’ things about… this antiques dealer.” Leo hiccups and nods across the cantina again.

Tyr tips back his shot carefully before he follows the smuggler’s indication, lip twitching briefly over his teeth at the burn. This would not be his choice, but it went a fair ways to explain how thoroughly in his cups his company was.

Leo bit at his lip. “Whatch’ya think, Cap’n?”

Tyr’s eyes briefly dip to his watch before they narrow slightly.

Instead of an answer, he paints a friendly smile across his lips and claps the smuggler’s shoulder. “I think…” You’ve had plenty enough. And if he went home with almost anyone else in this cantina, he’d end up cold in a gutter somewhere.

Just another thing Kaliyo was going to give him hell about if she ever found out.

He tugs lightly at the Captain’s jacket and lets his gaze drop as Leo’s eyes settle back on him. “Maybe we should get out of here.”

Leo huffs. “Wha’s a matter, flyboy?” He slams his cup a bit heavily against the table. Tyr’s thankful it’s practically empty. “Havin’ trouble keepin’ up?”

Tyr lets out a chuckle as he shakes his head and brushes a hand under Leo’s jaw. The smuggler almost instantly caves to the gentle caress, leaning forward eagerly. There’s something flickering in his dark blue eyes that the agent could’ve recognized just about anywhere: an unfulfilled longing begging desperately for fulfillment, even if only in distraction.

Still, Tyr leans in a bit closer, letting Leo’s eyes wander down his jaw to partially parted lips. “I dunno, Captain… You still haven’t rated your company.”

Leo’s teeth dig subtly at his lower lip again. “How uh… rude of me, huh..?” he says.

Tyr plays at hesitating, letting the smuggler’s gaze roam for a few moments longer. “I could think of a few ways you could make that up to me.” His thumb brushes against Leo’s ear and he tangles a few fingers into his loosened dark locks.

Leo doesn’t resist when Tyr finally presses a kiss to his lips. In fact, the smuggler surrenders almost surprisingly easily. His faint whimper isn’t entirely drowned out for Tyr by the cantina music. His fingers dig around Tyr’s shoulders, needily pulling him closer.

He breaks from his lips, hearing Leo gasp before he presses a kiss to his neck. One hand wraps around the back of his neck and Tyr finds his opening to slip a hand inside the smuggler’s jacket. Datapad, commlink, something - aha.

Tyr’s breath is warm against his ear, “What say we take this back to your ship, Captain?”

[sadiecoocoo]

How dare they…. How dare they do that… to Bolo

[biteforblood]

bro…i don’t remember camelopardalis being so…painful.

[timetower18]

After Nightmare💀

Lodger is a depressed, let-down character. after a big civil war in his country, He lost everything and now he works at a library. But suddenly he finds a little hope in his nightmares...

Day 1 [night time]

I could hear the sound of soft wind under the cloudy afternoon sky. It seemed like another normal day. I was reading a book while lying down on my old sofa. A book regarding people who hurt each other without reason and cried victim afterwards.

I I never understood humans, all I've ever heard was people saying they are smart and wonderful. So why won't they help us? Why don't they at least show mercy to the characters they create instead of hurting us?

There’s many more questions I have to ask, many truths that I want to find out. I am a researcher after all. 

Well, it was like that until "that" day, the day I found about a young human girl. She’s a trouble maker, but just for us, she doesn't hurt any people.

I don't quite remember how or when, but I fell asleep while thinking about these subjects… I just closed my eyes for a second and then, my house was covered in darkness. I even couldn't see a step forward. The darkness was accompanied with heavy silence… I even couldn't hear the sound of the clock on my wall..

Suddenly... "Knock KNOCK!", Someone knocked my door. This was AWFUL! I never liked unwanted visitors; I had many things that I didn't want anyone to see. I mean—My house was messy. I got up with a big yawn and grabbed a candle and lit I up, and slowly crawled on the main door.

“who’s there? “

I said, with a grumpy sound.

“P-Please... let me in... “

Said a fearful sound from behind the door. He was breathing fast, as if he had ran all the way to my house.

“And why should I let you in? I even don’t know you! “

“Please, I beg you! I have a kid… she’s dying! “

He was crying but not like a human. believe me, his sound as raspy. So I thought he’s safe, since he was obviously a character and not human. I opened the main door and when they entered to my house, I closed it quickly.

I could see them easily under the candle light. He was young man but had short white hair. With a fearful face and small eyes, that were looking me up. He was wearing black and white pajamas and was taller than me. And his hand, covered by the blood of the little girl in his arms.

“Humans are very wild these days. Come with me! She’ll be ok.“I said. With the candlestick in my hand, stepping firmly towards the inside of the house.

“T-Thank you! Your so kind! “The young man answered me softly.

“No I’m not. “I said. And with little help of candle’s low light, found the light switch and turned it on. And in a moment’s notice, my house was covered in light.

“As i was saying, not kind, just trying to stand up against the cruelty of humans. “

“I see… “

“So, what happened to that poor girl? “I asked. I got the little girl from the tall man and put her on my sofa.

“I don’t know… I just found her. my own daughter died a few years ago… “He answered me with tears.

I quickly found some bandages to stop her bleeding. For a brief second, I took a look at the girl, she was not like the tall man in the slightest; she has short gray hair and a tiny but strong looking body, Which probably was the only reason that she had stayed alive until now. She wore a white T-shirt and nasty, torem blue pants. I patched her wounds with a bandage, and tightened it to stop the bleeding.

“Thank you for letting us to stay here!” The white man said, with a warm smile.

“WHAT?! I never said that! “I shouted.

“Please! Just one night! Have you seen how it's like outside? It’s dangerous for me and the little girl both… “He begged me.

I didn’t have much feelings –this was a fact that everyone told to me-But I don’t like someone begging me, I wasn’t a bad character.

“ok. You can stay. Just stop looking at me like that!” I grumbled.

His name was Thomas. We'd never met before. I told him my name too, and showed him around the house.

“Ow..! This house really messy… “

“I told you. “

“It seems you don’t have many visitor… but it’s not fair for you to be all alone… “He pouted with a goddamned sad face AGAIN.

“I don’t care. You shouldn’t either.”

“Got it…”

After dinner, we were getting ready for sleep. I had many rooms in my house so we didn't have any trouble finding a bed for them. The little girl was still sleeping, we layed her down on a bed together, but she wasn't moving even a tiny bit...

I said a cold [ Good Night ] to them and then left the room.

I knew this wasn't real. I knew it was just a nightmare. There was no Thomas, there was no little girl. But for the time being, it doesn't hurt to play along. I wasn't even a bit sad or scared. Maybe the humans really were gone for good.

to be continued...

[twinknote]

in my dream i hugged L for like 5 minutes and i can’t believe that i’m touch starved to this extent

[beholdtheclever-idiot]

I just really want to be hugged the way Eugene and Rapunzel hug after they save each other's lives.

[ban-joey]

somebody is really taking a pickaxe to the wall i have built in my brain between me and the overwhelming stress of life rn. chip chip chipping away. wouldn't be a big deal except this wall has little to no structural integrity and wobbles a bit with each contact

[floral-hex]

me… sad boy