#i literally woke up crying

[rhinestonesox]

When Senshi was young in the dungeon the majority of the adults he were with ostracized him. All except Gillin, who died to make sure Senshi had something to eat: unseasoned boiled meat that may or may not have been one of their comrades.

It really puts into perspective why he was so nurturing towards Chilchuck. When Chil reveals he’s 28 to the party, Senshi responds by telling him that he thought he was older. Senshi was in his 30s when he and his comrades got trapped in the dungeon, so it’s safe to assume that he thought Chil was at a similar age.

He met a young boy who was, from his perspective, forced to do dangerous work in the dungeon just like he was, and so, Senshi made an effort to look after Chilchuck in the same way Gillin looked after him.

Mind you, when Senshi was young in the dungeon he had to starve for weeks, eat the horse he loved, and finish it off spending the next i don’t know how many years wondering if he committed cannibalism.

Senshi understands first hand the value of nutrition and proper eating, so when he’s with the party he makes an effort to make sure they’re all eating a full and balanced diet. Not only that, but Senshi INVOLVES them in the process of getting food to eat, always preparing it in front of them and narrating every ingredient in the process so that there’s no doubt about what they’re eating.

[angelcatsiel]

Just woke up from a terrifying dream. It's quite blurry now, but I was with some people who had opened a doorway to another dimension.

It was basically the same kind of concept as the backrooms, but it was kind of like an endless shopping centre, and endless streets that looked like they were leading to a car park but kind of didn't go anywhere, an endless grid of them when we were outside. The people I was with kept opening more doors, and going further in, and the whole time, I knew we were doing something we shouldn't. I wanted to stop, I had such a bad feeling of dread, but somehow I also knew it was too late from the moment we'd opened the first door.

We found some sort of creature, I can't even really describe it, it was small and dark and scuttled along, I never got a good look. One guy I was with started following it, chasing it, I wanted to leave so badly but didn't want to leave him alone. I followed him, and the next thing I knew there were more creatures, much bigger. Again, I can't really describe them. Dark, twisted, decaying; the only thing that did stand out were these huge, shining claws. We were running, but we were lost. I thought we came out back in the real world, but I'm not sure. There were hundreds of people, running and screaming, and being torn apart. They were dying in horrible pain, these things ripping off arms and legs, tearing them open.

It was like I was running through this endless shopping centre with these long, long hallways that were always dimly lit by the shops close to me but dark everywhere else, with impossible twists and turns. I found one that turned on its side, so it was literally just a huge drop. I decided I'd rather kill myself quick than be torn apart. I threw myself in the hole, head first, and landed with an awful crunch and a split second of bright pain in my neck, and then it all went black.

I woke up in my bed, shaking, terrified, thinking, thank fuck, it was a dream, it wasn't real. And I was lying there for a long minute, and then, suddenly, I felt cold claws grab my arm, and claws scratching at my throat.

I screamed, and tried to move, to get away, but I couldn't. I think I was in sleep paralysis. I could kind of move a tiny bit, with a huge amount of difficulty, enough to just sort of curl in on myself a little, trying to protect my neck, trying to scream for my dad, for someone, anyone to help me. The claws vanished, and then grabbed at me again, sharp and cold and trying to tear at my skin as I kept trying to scream, but again, it took every scrap of concentration and strength to even make a sound. And then, finally, my alarm went off, and I woke up properly.

[myoldiaries]

i think the most interesting part here is how i was already crying and this figure in my dream whom i was so happy to see just said something that made me cry even more

jfc in my dream i was in my class and called in by the teacher incharge and was being yelled at ruthlessly except it wasn’t a class but like a computer lab and there were audio recorders everywhere and they accused me of saying profane things about their institution (i hadn’t) and threatening to expel me so i cried and bawled my eyes out in front of everyone but they did not spare me, they just sent me to my seat out of pity and out of nowhere (i wasn’t even expecting this in my dream) he [silver boy/ hey stephen; i haven’t talked to him in months btw] sat next to me and he just kept looking at me in the eye but said nothing (or i don’t remember it) then he logged in on his computer and he had a word document of all the works i’ve written (my poems from eighth grade/ my short story and poetry book from ninth grade/ my blog writing from tenth grade) and it was like a long word document wherein he scrolled all the way to the end to the novels/poems I haven’t finished yet or not even started and he just looked me in the eye and said that “when are you writing these for me?” in the most tender voice

[is-skizzleman-on-hermitcraft]

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LETS GO

[mr-malumm]

Hey guys did you know agent 1 is in the new helluva boss short hey guys did you know agent 1 is in the new helluva boss short hey guys did yo

[likesummerrainn]

All Out 09.06.24 // Collision 01.18.25

[daily-shadow-doodles]

Okay so. JUST SO WE'RE ALL FUCKING CLEAR.

This blog is ran by a transgender person. I personally draw Shadow the Hedgehog as transmasc, as it makes me happy! And I'll be drawing more transfem Shadow on here because it makes transfem people happy.

What we're not going to do is walk up to a trans person and tell them "I support you, but not trans headcanons because [_]". Because if we don't have anything nice to say to people, then we shouldn't say anything at all, okay! We should just keep our traps shut!

I have zero tolerance or remorse for fuckwads like that. And if you want to get pissed because I think transphobes should burn then you can literally go anywhere else but here. This is NOT a safe space for you. ❤️

[sweet-allien]

This guy is officially a four-time F1 champion ❤️‍🩹

[leverage-ot3]

hozier starting to sing take me to church and then unfurling a pride flag healed something in me actually

if you listen closely you can hear me yell ‘oh my god’ when he does it

[whumpacabra]

Have your medical caretaker forget (or your medical whumper ‘forget’) to numb whumpee before a minor but painful operation.

They have to follow up with a sedative to help whumpee ‘calm down,’ blissfully unaware (or cruelty reveling) that they’re still in excruciating pain.

Whumpee is still in pain, but they’re too confused and exhausted by the sedative to communicate that to their caretakers.

[thebearchives]

charles 🥹

[eldrtchmn]

Veilguard (not spoilers) I'm just angry at stupid people

[not-a-heretic]

the way i just keep drawing despite being exhausted is crazy

[ev7nescent]

So... Link Click Bridon Arc.

*curls up on the floor and sobs pathetically*

[iwantmochisoup]

Mochiii I tried to doodle this a bit earlier to add to the art trade but I draw slow asf so it’s been a few days-week? Ahh anyways I wanted to try to draw Chuuya eating mochi soup— I’m not sure if this is even correct but wanted to send it anyways!!!

I habitually draw Chuuya with piercings, hope that it’s okay haha

UWAAAAAAAA I'M CRYINGGGGSHJDGFAJHSG HE' SO BEAUTIFUL GORGEOUS AHHHHHJDKFHLAH I LOVE IT SOOO MUCH THANK YOUUUUUUU QWQ

ahhhh but seriously thank you sooo much!!!! i can't even express how much i love it ahhhhhhhuueueuueue his cheeks ahhhh he's sooo cuteee ahhhhdsjkfahlsjfhljk qwq i'll make mochi soup tmrw in honor of your insanely pretty artwork qwq

[mof17]

guess who just finished Hannibal……….

(I binged watched half of season 2 and season 3 from yesterday to earlier today with 3 hours of sleep in between)