#hngggggg

[lilacevans]

[domripley]

[eepy-stardrake]

yknow as someone who read percy jackson in my formative years

i can see where the type of men i find hot came from

i empathise with nico so much more

[fatuismooches]

So with fragile!reader, I imagine they're bored a lot of the time because they don't really have the physical aptitude to do most activities. So Dottore tries his best to keep them occupied and not let their thoughts consume them. Which means he makes a lot of quick and cool contraptions for you to play with. (Definitely made a Rubik's Cube for you.) But he doesn't always have time to do so.

Therefore Dottore uses money from Pantalone's funding to buy things for you sometimes. It's a sweet gesture. The only thing is that Pantalone gets a bill with all the purchases and expenses and he sees stuff like:

- Ultra Soft Luxurious Pillow And Sheets + Plushies

- Limited Edition TCG Card Pack

- LED Wire Lights For Bedroom

- An Assortment of Teyvat's Best Romance Novels

- And much, much more

The Ninth Harbinger is a very confused but intrigued man now. He knows damn well Dottore would never buy these things for himself, which begs the question - who could these items be for? He's determined to find out.

[smokestarrules]

been to my film class One (1) time and i'm already having to fight the urge to eventually write one of the essay assignments about Revue Starlight Gekijōban

[notwhoarchivist]

Fuck you spotify

[isatoru]

prev that's literally yandere isagi to me.......................

[bloodandyearning]

miss her so much i'm going to give birth to an immaculate baby fertilised only by grief and eat it with the umbilical cord still attached just to get my stomach to stop moaning

[peridotite]

i love dinosaurs so much i wish time travel was real

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH

[lilacevans]

[awkwardlittlepringle]

welp boys let’s check existential crisis off the to-do list

when your art program’s closing message hits you straight in the heart and makes you stop and contemplate the state of it all

[pervertpitsniffer]

someone saying “thank you” after you hurt them <3

[mimikittysblog]

ENHA NEW ALBUM CONCEPT HAS ME BY THE NECK LIKE ITS ILLEGAL TO LOOK THAT FINE!?! save me heeseunggggg - 🐈‍⬛

LITERALLY IM DYINGGGGG!!!!

WHOEVER STYLED THEM THAT DAY DESERVES A FUCKING RAISE YALLLLL!!!

HOLY FUCKIN SHIT!! 💀💀💀

No but jay is so fuckin fine im frothing at the mouth!!!

[ikkosu]

FRAGMENTED

a short drabble with an idea that stemmed from my earlier ramble 😭😭 idk I just really wanted to write it out

"Interesting. You really are organized." Her voice— their voice, he's not even sure, eased through his audial processors, warm like the rays of sunlight blotching through water, a crystal-like cadence, yet sharp enough much as frolicking waves. He's pistoned like a sea wall trying to deflect it. With every effort, though — he's cracking at the seams.

"It's a shame, really. You'd fare better if your thoughts are so. Perhaps, a neat bundle would do. You're the type to file, yes? To be in control of what your knowledge purveys?”

With a vent, he whirled around, no longer having the patience to withstand their remarks. His door wings pike up to regard the new 'occurrences' of the recent events. That is, the porcelain, humanoid figure teetering by his doorway who stood, much like a graceful deer with hands primly folded behind their back. Engraved on their face is a twinkling smile with eyes, that bore the color of their name, that’s a creased moon, feigning luminence— the truth of darkness holding up all the same. 

Prowl grimaced.

This was all but Rodimus's insistence they aid' these native lifeforms, gems Perceptor had clarified, a place to accomodate them, since they were so fragile to be left alone at the hands of their adversaries, the 'lunarians' dwindling the numbers of their species so. A single touch — if not thoughtful — would break fracture them to pieces.

He was the first to meet then — aside from the Lost Light crew. After all, he was the 'immigration officer' , a position Optimus concocted on a whim to ensure their troubled nature, maintaining all the paperwork needed for a legal entrance into Cybertron.

Many were genial. Some, naive. Yet ,from a fragmented standpoint, one mind to another — he knew they were all deceiving themselves. Look what millions of years to a person can do — years where death isn’t much prevalent, and life, as it simmers on, deteriorates the mind lest age wouldn’t do it itself.

"You're Lapis. The librarian." He said plainly, though, not kindly. "I take it you know much of our species already, despite the nature of it so considered a taboo." His voice lowered. "You know we were coming for you."

The eyebrows eased upwards, twinkling eyes no longer a half moon. "I'd settle for Euclase's warning,” They mused, “but you're too independent to heed concerns from someone, much less, a lesser being than your kind."

He bristles but a crinkle of his nose is what he’s shown. “What would you know?”

"Not much. An opinion." They said, gloved hands, gun metal grey, tossed the hair behind their back that crackled like a wind chimes. "Is what I want. Nothing more. Nothing less. Or, perhaps, an opinion of my own too. If you're willing to concede, that is…"

Lapis pressed a finger to their temple — it fragmented at the touch of her fingertips. The cobweb of navy blue glinted. “If it assures you, officer — I am not all a threat. I’m quite fragile.”

He snorts. “Is that some kind of threat before you threaten me? Don’t make me laugh.”

He’s been warned not to interact with the gem. Rung's advice, specifically.  Said something about ‘blah, blah, blah’ he’s not bothered enough to listen.Though, he’s not sure if the desire to do so outweighs his concern. After all, he’s a strategic officer. He collects information.

And an undisclosed matter would plague him restless.

“Perhaps. Perhaps, not.”

Two can play at the game.

[rainintheevening]

Alternatively: "I trust you with my life because you are ruthlessly loyal and you value my life above all others. But I don't trust you with your own life, because you are ruthlessly loyal and value your own life below all others."

i think 'I trust you with my life but not your own' as a trope is one of the ones that can always fuck me up no matter what