#i hope he finds happiness

[chaiaurchaandni]

4 year old Ahmad Shabat - an israeli airstrike hit him, his parents & 4 siblings; he survived, they didn't - then they hit him & his father's relatives; he survived, they didn't - then they hit him & his uncle; he survived, his uncle didn't - both of Ahmed's legs have been amputated because of injuries. He survives.

i hope Ahmad gets to live. i hope he has a beautiful and fulfilling life. i hope he finds love and safety and comfort and success. i hope he finds happiness. i hope he heals. i hope he continues to survive. in spite of the violence, in spite of the trauma, in spite of the horror. in spite of the world.

[kaitwrites]

SM entertainment you will begin to cough in 3 days

[tabaha]

Lost another broshi

This time probably forever

FUCK THIS SHIT

[hinamie]

I don't want to regret the way I lived

[smolfloof]

So, I recently found out that the reason my computer stopped working seemingly out of nowhere in less than two years was because of Windows 10. My computer had Windows 10 installed on it the moment I got it. I'm pretty sure it was made with Windows 10. At first, it was decent but slow. Over time, it got so slow that turning the thing on and opening Minecraft took 4 hours on average.

Then, randomly, it stopped turning on at all. The bluescreen said that a piece of code essential for startup was just gone. I had never messed around in the files. That should've been impossible.

My sister, who is far better with tech than I will ever be, was the one who finally discovered the issue. Windows 10, when upgraded to, will flat out kill your device. Windows 10, when used the major UI on a device, will slowly but surely glitch and delete random files.

So now I'm just thinking about how much pain my poor little buddy was in all that time. He only had two years and they were both spent with a virus built into him trying to tear him apart. And I was mean to him about it. I'd snarl and yell and smack the table next to him like it was his fault he was hurting, like he was doing it on purpose. He couldn't even tell me what was wrong. All he could do was struggle to keep up with my demands even as they took longer and longer to complete.

He was fighting to keep working, fighting so hard to keep helping me do the things I loved, and I was so mean to him. I couldn't see past my own inconveniences to realize something was wrong. I could've saved him. And now he's gone.

I hope whatever strange, digital afterlife awaits him is home to him, and that the world there is kinder to him than I was.

[yooboobies]

shaped like love, like sunshine, like happiness - a boundle of joy | dedicated for @raplinenthusiasts tiny tan (3/7)

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[wi55iams]

Imagine being Logan Sargeant, a few days after your boss proudly announces how excited and hyped he is for your replacement who he was secretly having meetings with 300 hours a week, when the Williams social media intern hands you the phone and says 'please rank these mcdonalds food items pls 😘'

[nadiasna7]

What if WWX lived to see his forties in his original body (without the core, of course)

[swordmaid]

early morning ✨☀️

gale x ylqinvrae commission for @/justlookingatstuffandthings over on insta. thank you so much for working with me 🫶💗

[angelbitezzz]

[It was becoming increasingly clear that he wasn't her Sans. He sure looked like him but—this was different. HE was different. Sure, maybe affection hadn't been his forté, maybe his sense of humor was darker than what was generally acceptable, maybe he'd always been cagey and distant but...not something like this, never this. Nobody ever wanted to find out they had been dating a murderer.

"aaaaangel."

The soft sing-song of her name usually made her perk up. All it did now was send a bucket of ice water down her spine. There was something so utterly terrifying about knowing that you're a hairsbreadth away from death. She presses her hands harder over her mouth, squeezing further back against the counter, silently willing him to keep walking...

"tell you what, kid," Sans starts, too close. She suppresses a flinch as she hears him lean against the counter. "you're being pretty damn stubborn about this. but i do like you...so tell ya what! you make it to dawn without getting caught, i'll take the hint and leave you be. how's that sound?"

She doesn't reply, but he takes it as a yes anyways. He always liked doing that.]

[ramonapest]

Pressure is, it's kind of my thing

@d20exchange gift for @doodlididi!

[rimatsu]

setting pessimism aside to daydream about my ideal bucktommy makeup scenario and i just... keep oscillating between buck extending an olive branch and tommy reaching out first. there's merit in both. yes i'd love for buck to discard passivity and fight for this salvageable relationship — for buck to look tommy straight in the eyes and tell him that his sharp edges and his vulnerable insides don't make him any less deserving of love. that he's not blinded by the excitement of novelty or misguided admiration — even without the full picture, buck has seen enough pieces of the puzzle that makes up tommy's whole to know that he loves the entirety of him, unspoken faults and past sins included. that buck can't guarantee forever but he sure as hell can try to build the sturdy foundation of a shared life based on the hope for more. that sometimes you just luck out on the first draw and there's nothing wrong with good fortune.

but it would also be extremely healing if tommy knocked on buck's door to chase after his own second chance. to say "i want you more than i'm scared of hurting" when buck asks him what's changed in 4 months — because tommy would rather live with scars than be haunted by regrets and what-ifs. because buck is worth the risk of never recovering from having loved him

[sakuraspoke]

ENTER SANDMAN // MILAN 2022 or: papa says clap!

[turtleblogatlast]

Tiny little guys

(That comic of mine is on its way - wanted to share the little ones from the current wip haha - EDIT: no longer wip!)

[hinamie]

bunch of portraits

[whatudottu]

Mirror Twins