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Currently ugly crying over Jules (Fortnite)
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satindregs · 2 years
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Sunk Cost Fallacy
A >500 wrd draft lol
I meant to write more but work + life is a terrible mix so i’ll post it here☆(≧∀≦*)ノ
Also, I MAY add to this later on (if I don't forget). if it's interesting to y'all lemme know
Gow Atreus in pain & ruminating lol
It's been years. Years since he's been home; since he left too early. Too early to know how to dress a stump, at least.
It's the second time he's let an enemy get the better of him. The fact that it was einherjar that got to him makes it sting even more.
Odin is gone, so why are they still here? Spite, maybe? Atreus quips to himself, clenching his teeth, breathing labored.
You'd think a Jötunn warrior like Atreus would be used to blood. And he is! Just not... in copious amounts.
In Atreus's defense, the beasts he often face are not the kind that have blood. Creatures made of sand and stone are made of only that. And maybe a hateful spirit or two, but those don't have blood either!
Anyway, back to the (still bleeding) stump. Atreus whimpers as he ties a strap of leather around his thigh. To stop the bleeding, his father had told him after he had to reattach Atreus's hand.
That had hurt; a lot. Yet, the worst part was the waiting. (His hand had been violently ripped off after he had gotten too close to the valkyrie they were helping. It had been bloody, to say the least.)
Deep breaths, he reminds himself after he recognizes the sound of his hyperventilating.
The archer lulls his head back and gulps down air. His vision is starting to wane. Atreus scrunches his eyes and shakes his head.
Wake up.
He shakes and shakes his head. Then, resorts to slapping. Or, at least he means to. Apparently, thinking and doing are different things, now. Who knew?
"Loki?" he hears deeper into the cave- cave? Atreus tilts his head as he wonders how he got here. No; focus.
Atreus crawls toward the voice, to the impenetrable darkness before him.
Atreus, in the end, is unable to save the infected skin. He is left with an ever-throbbing stump that refuses to heal. His godly powers do not help even numb the pain. It hurts.
The warrior mourns his leg, yet nonetheless gets creative.
"Ah!" he means to feign. key word: means. The scream of pain had been real. As had been the fall. "shit, shit, shit!" he whines as he tried to drag his body into the darkness.
The feign had meant to draw out any burrowers to the surface. Instead, he had leaned too much weight on his, newly twisted, ankle, causing him to lose balance.
"shit, shit, shit!" he whines as he tried to drag his body into the ever-present darkness.
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donelywell · 3 months
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They then spent the rest of the night talking about Hot Wheels modifications and the flavor Blue Raspberry. Until Tails fell asleep by accident and Sonic had to carry him to bed.
Swap AU belongs to @foolnamedjoey!
I love this au so much you have no idea.
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heartorbit · 2 months
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the narcissist fools himself
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shrimpfriedeggs · 7 months
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touhouvania designs are such eye candy
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sunny-prongs · 7 months
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Sirius *show a weird and ugly animals pic to Regulus*: Look
Regulus *eyes immediately shining and taking his brother's phone to get the name and make research*
Sirius *looking at James*: Told you he would like it.
James *confused*: But this animal was so ugly??
Sirius *laughing a bit*: Uglier it is, better Reggie love it.
Sirius *stop laughing and looking at James with a smirk*: Probably why he love y-
James: Fuck off Pads!
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 6 days
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Started a new book series, and has been a journey...an Odyssey, if you will.
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amourrs · 5 months
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it’s senior year and you hate ellie williams. you hate the way she talks to you- the semi-texan drawl that comes out every time she teases you, grating against your ears and drawing heat to your face. you hate the way she cuts her hair- the fluffy layers of the mullet she cuts herself over the sink, so damn soft and attr— no. fuck. what are saying? you hate her, her and the way she stares at you every chance she gets: in class as you get into another fight with the teacher over yet another assignment set on a bullshit misogynistic book, from her bike as you avoid her gaze after school ends for the day and slam the door of your car so hard the tires bounce, from across the street in town as you accidentally meet her stare and tear your eyes away, praying desperately for the evil eye to land upon her. you hate her big dumb combat boots- the huge clumpy soles and ugly laces and the logo of a riot grrrl band you introduced her to stickered on the side, beginning to peel away from the surface. (really, you’re more pissed about the sticker than the boots.) you hate the way she reads your mind- god, you want to hit her. you hate her so much it makes you sick, it even makes you rhyme- “stop looking at me, you prick! suck my dick!” screamed angrily across the parking lot when you catch her staring. you hate the way she’s always right, like when she said she knew a little part of you found her smoking attractive even though you criticised her for it. you hate it when she lies- like when her head was squeezed between your thighs and her mouth was licking a firm stripe up to your clit and she swore you were heaven and she would never do anything to hurt you. you hate it when she makes you laugh- her flippant jokes at everything that make your lips tilt against your own will, heart racing faster as you bite back giggles. you hate it when she makes you cry. prom. what jesse said. the money. how she was paid to date you. ellie’s guilty face. how it was all a fucking act- but the worst part? is that even now, after you’ve sworn off ellie williams for good, you hate it when she’s not around. and that the thing you really hate is that after everything went down, she didn’t even call. but mostly, you hate the way you don’t hate her— not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
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godlessyaoi · 6 months
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staged suicide
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ruxxifystars · 4 days
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welcome to another ruxxifystars polyneed series PLEASE GET YHEM AWAY FROM ME I CNAT STOP DRAWING THESE STUPID IDIOTS /AFF
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demaparbat-hp · 5 months
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Almost
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auspicioustidings · 1 month
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Bet Soap shuts down all the diet talk around the office girls by generally being outraged that they're talking about how they should do this diet or that diet (all of them wildly unacceptable to him from a health standpoint, like fuck off you work on a military base 400 calories for a day is NOT ON) and then loudly saying he is going to fuck some self worth into them while already taking his clothes off. There is a massive sigh and Gaz drags him out of there while profusely apologising (but also telling them to meet him at lunch and if they want to talk about good eating habits he can help).
Soap will spend the rest of the day pacing and grumbling under his breath about how much he would die to get stuck into these girls and how he cannot believe they think they're not hot as fuck.
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cuepickle · 11 months
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Can’t decide if they fought each other or together
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wondashoever · 4 months
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kerokasa cheers cheer cheer c
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azen13 · 4 months
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So sadly I didn't get the chance to write today because I had a bunch of stuff going on. But! I had a lot of time to think so I have ideas (for once!).
CW: Yandere Themes, Stalking
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Yandere!Alhaitham x Reader, but both of you are reincarnates of King Deshret and the God/dess of Flowers respectively. All those centuries ago, you drove each other mad. Deshret drove you mad by encaging you in gardens built upon honeyed words and sweet lies, and you drove him mad by fleeing from him and dying soon after.
Let's fast forward to Sumeru's Archon Quest. Let's say something goes horribly wrong, and when Alhaitham uses the Divine Knowledge Capsule, it turns out it's the real one.
He is flooded with memories of the past. Of flowers in eternal bloom. Of love, pure and unbounded. You are its focal point. You, a normal Amurta scholar working part-time at the House of Daena, are the missing variable he has sought all his life. He doesn't know how he knows it, but something in the depths of his heart has clicked like the opening of something long hidden away.
While he does care about this discovery of a past life, its importance is superseded by you. Almost immediately, he begins doing...data collection. Your hobbies. Your favorites books. Your sleep schedule. Where you live. Friends. Family. All of it. Alhaitham records every piece of information in his mind with an almost zealous focus.
His plan to bring you back in his arms is flawless; slowly, almost painfully so, he worms his way into your life, latching onto any possible connection he can find between the two of you. You like this book? Alhaitham has read the entire series. If you'd like, you can borrow the next one from him. You're studying the impact of Ley Line abnormalities on the forest floor of Sumeru's rainforests? Alhaitham knows quite a bit on Sumeru's ecology from all the papers and the theses he's read. After all, as the Scribe, he's aware of many of the inner workings of the Akademiya, including many different research projects. Including yours. Do let him in, otherwise he might have to resort to...more unsavory methods, like cutting your funding.
After all, in the end, he's doing this for your benefit, right? He failed to give you paradise once. With all this new knowledge under his belt, he will succeed. No matter what.
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zaacoy · 1 year
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The sillys!! Back at it again!!!
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