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i finished The Burning God
finished reading The Dragon Republic yesterday now to start The Burning God. wish me the best of luck
#i finished it yesterday at 4 in the morning tired asl the way god intended#i needed to be alone to finish it so i waited til everyone was asleep. it was THAT serious#what is there left to say tbh#i felt physically nauseous when reading the last like 30 pages#and when the final came well. that was certainly Something#it's lowkey kind of the same feeling as when someone close to you dies? like you don't cry that much when it happens but then start crying#randomly out of the blue? that's the sort of thing i'm going throigh right now#it was very different from the way i hysterically sobbed when finishing red queen#this feels worse because i was so overwhelmed by the shock of having. Actually. finished the series. that i couldn't even cry#i've cried more this moring listening to my TPW playlist (and other people's) than yesterday when i read the finale#something about it all becoming more “real” when i listened to music while re-reading bits of TPW and TDR. THAT was when i've really Cried#i don't even know#i saw a girl on tktk say by the time she finished the series she felt like an old woman. like she's lived her whole life#seeing these characters grow up and become adults and become the worst version of themselves. seeing it happen through the#span of the years. it feels harrowing#i can't quite explain in words how i feel but i don't think i've processed anything lol#probably not going to read anything for a while either. i don't think i'd be able to#the poppy war#the burning god
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gojo? gojo.
sitting on gojo’s lap with just a skirt and no panties underneath and watching him have an aneurysm as he realizes that. gojo trying to keep his composure as he’s getting hard, the bulge in his pants hitting your naked cunt, “baby, where are your panties?” when you shrug with the most innocent face his grip on your hips tighten and his fingertips clutch you so tightly as if he needs it to keep himself sane and not fall down the abyss, but the only thing that will do is leave bruise on your skin. gojo just can't help pulling his cock out and make you ride him right here, heavy breaths and all escaping his mouth as you bounce on his cock leaking all over him.
#i don't even know#gojo smut#jujutsu kaisen smut#jjk smut#gojo x reader#𓏲 𓂃 ✒️ ❛ writing ༉‧₊#writing:// jjk#feat:// gojo
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jimin clips that provide me with so much serotonin and love that it literally makes me tear up (part 1)
cr. namuspromised, 0613data
#btsgif#btsedit#dailybts#networkbangtan#bangtanarmynet#userbangtan#pjmdaily#bts#bangtan#jimin#usermaggie#userkelli#usersan#usersky#trackofthesoul#*mimiseries#*jm#*gifs#*comp#I don't even know#this is. SO personal to me#yes I'll make this a series cause there're so many more#I don't intend to only really post comps anymore it just happens
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loki: everybody lied to me when i got engaged
loki: being married is fucking great!
*drags a confused mobius into frame*
loki: there's a whole other person in my house-
mobius: good morning to you too-
loki: -and they love me!
#lokius#lol#i don't even know#running on monster energy and christmas spirit wohoo#loki#loki laufeyson#mobius#agent mobius#this might be a little ooc#yet i can 100% see it with them
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Me and @williamrikers were talking today about how there seem to be some pretty significant differences in the Caged Again subtitles on WeTV vs Gaga and it got me curious about THK. So for anyone wondering, the YouTube and iQIYI versions of THK both have the exact same subs 👍🏻
#i don't have a subscription to gaga right now so i can't check those#thk is on there too right?#i don't even know#the heart killers
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please enjoy some silly low quality ghost memes i made
there is now a part two!!! and a part three!!!
#i spent too long on this#are these funny??#i don't even know#but i think some of them are#ghost bc#ghost band#ghost the band#the band ghost#shitghosting#the nameless ghouls#nameless ghouls#aether ghoul#rain ghoul#dewdrop ghoul#swiss ghoul#cardinal copia#papa emeritus iv#popia copia#papa copia#papa emeritus#cardi c
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I thought this was funny enough to post idk man
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It was a stumble and a tumble and a disorienting moment after waking, and Bucky didn't even fully open his eyes until Clint stopped, pulled him down into a couch, forced his hand in front of Lucky's mouth.
"Oh fuck," Clint breathed out, as a mist appeared on the metal, "oh thank fuck."
"What," Bucky said flatly, and Clint collapsed backwards onto his ass.
"He wasn't snoring," Clint said helplessly. "I thought he was dead."
"I - you -" Bucky was not remotely conscious enough to articulate all the idiot things about that. "And you needed my hand?"
"Always," Clint said, so casual, so honest. It settled in Bucky's chest.
"Jesus fucking Christ," he said, helpless and fond. "And you can hear Lucky from your room?"
"Mostly his snoring wakes me up," Clint said.
Alpine chirped a little greeting as her eyes slid open, stretching out from where she had settled on Lucky's side to sleep, and Bucky ran gentle fingers over the top of her tiny head.
"Maybe it's Alpine," he said, considering. "Now he's gotta sleep on his side, not starfished out on his back - and no one's dog sleeps like that, Clint, what the fuck - maybe that means he doesn't snore."
"Well shit," Clint said. "I guess you guys gotta move in, then."
It was the first night Bucky had stayed over. It was - Bucky didn't even know how to articulate all the idiot in that, and he couldn't do the first thing about swallowing down his grin.
"Guess we gotta," he said, helpless.
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silly meow meow
#once upon a witchlight#morning frost#autistic morning frost#i don't even know#my art#my bad art#autism
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i think it's interesting to say that we don't see dean vulnerable often because, especially in the early seasons but continuing to the end of the show, i feel like we see him vulnerable all the time-- we're granted the gift of being the camera all those times he's close to tears, a stand-out example being in what is and what should never be when we see him on his knees crying over fake!john's grave, but there are many many other examples of him being very vulnerable/cracked-open to the audience that i feel people do a real disservice to by forgetting.
right off the bat we see him vulnerable in the pilot when he talks about pursuing john and sam reminds him he's going back to school:
where he has to take a second and remind himself that he doesn't get sam back, because sam has a life, and dean collects himself but won't even look at sam beyond a derisive glance when he says "i'll take you home."
what is this moment if not planting the seeds for when dean later says, in shadow, that what he really wants is sam with him and his family back together?
SAM: I mean, what are you gonna do when it’s all over? DEAN: It’s never gonna be over. There’s gonna be others. There’s always gonna be somethin’ to hunt. SAM: But there’s got to be somethin’ that you want for yourself— DEAN: Yeah, I don’t want you to leave the second this thing’s over, Sam. SAM: Dude, what’s your problem? DEAN: Why do you think I drag you everywhere? Huh? I mean, why do you think I came and got you at Stanford in the first place? SAM: ‘Cause Dad was in trouble. ‘Cause you wanted to find the thing that killed Mom. DEAN: Yes, that, but it’s more than that, man. You and me and Dad—I mean, I want us… I want us to be together again. I want us to be a family again. SAM: Dean, we are a family. I’d do anything for you. But things will never be the way they were before. DEAN: (sadly) Could be. SAM: I don’t want them to be. I'm not gonna live this life forever. Dean, when this is all over, you’re gonna have to let me go my own way.
and what is THIS moment if not dean being vulnerable? when he's reminded that the "something he wants for himself" is completely impossible because sam doesn't want it and dad left without a word by choice?
my best guess is that people don't read these moments as dean being vulnerable because he's turned away from sam-- in the pilot, he looks out the window and purses his lips and takes sam back to school. in shadow, he physically turns away from sam and grabs at the dresser and his expression shuts down when sam says no.
that doesn't mean that dean is necessarily angry or feeling possessive over sam, it's because dean can't show his vulnerability to sam (at this point in the show), because he has to be strong and he has to keep a lid on his problems or people die. deep down dean feels like wanting anything for himself is selfish and impossible. going back to what is and what should never be, that is the thesis of the entire episode: dean gets his deepest wish, and hundreds of people die. and he is broken over it.
DEAN All of them. Everyone that you saved, everyone Sammy and I saved. They're all dead. (...) It's like my old life is, is coming after me or something. Like it doesn't want me to be happy. Course I know what you'd say. Well, not the you that played softball but… "So go hunt the Djinn. He put you here, it can put you back. Your happiness for all those people's lives, no contest." Right? But why? Why is it my job to save these people? Why do I have to be some kind of hero? (begins to cry while talking) What about us, huh? What, Mom's not supposed to live her life, Sammy's not supposed to get married? Why do we have to sacrifice everything, Dad? (pause) It's… (Dean's lips tremble. Silence. We hear the sky rumbling. Tears begin to falls on DEAN's cheek.) Yeah…
but where my sam-as-POV theory about why people keep saying dean isn't vulnerable dies is that we see these moments, so how do other people interpret them? is it just a case of not remembering? do some people think i'm totally off-base with this?
#spn20rewatch has gotten me all kinds of crazy again lol#i don't even know#goodnight#dean#meta#dean and responsibility
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I saw a post the other day, about how humans are indestructible. How nothing can stop us.
Shot in the arms? The breast? Even in the lungs or the head? Nothing we can't recover from.
Acid in the eyes or even burning alive? We're not dead yet. Not dead soon.
We can recover from basically anything if we have the willpower to do so and even with way less resources and medical aid than you might think.
And that's what we seem to be to other species. On a spaceship it's always the human that willingly goes into danger zone, because they very probably will survive about anything that would kill other species immediately.
Except for when a human comes back alive but not quite so. Sometimes a human comes back and just a few days later is getting sick. Some are coughing blood and some are just slowly losing energy, always needing more sleep, until they never wake up again.
Sometimes humans survive the battlefield, but die slowly later on and no one knows why. They seemed fine. They didn't even have an injury. They just... Slowly withered away. Very very slowly. And most of the time very very painful.
The tale of the indestructible human was just that. A tale. A myth. But it kept getting repeated. It kept getting told. Because it was interesting, unbelievable, heroic.
But the truth? It was gruesome, hard to hear and even harder to tell. It was a horror story. And worst of all: It was even harder to believe than the myth.
But then there was this day. A spaceship, alone, no help could reach them. Not fast enough. Something needed fixing. But there was radiation coming off it and all of the protective gear was damaged and no longer useable since the ship crashed into a meteor only a few days prior. Nothing too bad happened. Just the storage. The storage and with it all the gear in it.
And now they needed it, noone would survive the radiation. Noone except for maybe...
They asked the humans, there were two of them on the ship, and they were indestructible, right? Surely they could go and fix it. They could save them all.
When they approached them with their request, one immediately nodded, while the other looked shocked.
"You can't go in there."
"Of course, I can."
"You will die!"
Everyone in the room looked taken aback. Surely they wouldn't die? Humans didn't die. That's what everyone said.
The human indeed shook their head.
"I'll be fine. And we will all die if no one goes in there."
"Oh, please, don't. Don't do this. Don't sacrifice yourself."
"I have to."
"I'll come with you!"
"You absolutely will not."
"But- but you need help!"
"I don't. And you know that as well as I do. Stay here. I'll go." The human stood up and went to leave.
"I'll go! Instead of you!"
"No!" Fast. Loud. Fierce. "It"ll be me." They went away.
Their friend tugged on their arm and tried to convince them to stay, but they just shook off their arm.
The captain was worried. Why were they arguing?
"Nothing will happen to them. Humans are indestructible, after all. Am I right?"
They just looked at the captain with tears in their eyes and stormed off, in the other direction as their crewmate.
A few hours later the brave human came back from their mission. It was successful. Everything was done. And without so much of a scratch at the humans body. They congratulated them, praised them. Even their human friend came back and hugged them, tightly, with still teary eyes.
The next days the humans spent a lot of time in their rooms, scarcely coming out, the one praised as their hero not eating well. They became weaker, day by day, while their friend stayed at their side, holding their hand and talking to them, even while they were asleep.
Of course, the crew worried, but they still believed, it was just exhaustion. After all, it was a difficult mission. And they saved all of their lives. They deserved the rest.
Until one day they heard sobbing. When they opened the door, they saw the human, laying on their friends body. Their still warm body, but without breath in their lungs and without a beat in their heart.
They were dead. Impossible.
Humans are indestructible.
"No!" The other human cried out loud, when they tried to take the body away. When they tried to touch them, when they tried to understand what happened. They were not injured. So why did they-
For a week, the other human didn't leave the room. Didn't talk to anyone. Didn't eat.
Everyone was worried. Would they lose them too? Was something happening to the humans? Maybe they were sick? A sickness even they couldn't survive?
But this human came back. Looking paler and older than before. But they came back alive.
Only then the captain dared to ask. "When you said, they'd die. You-"
"I meant it. It killed them. They went in, because you asked them. But it killed them."
"But I thought-"
"We are not. We never were. But they let you believe. Because they wanted to save us."
"Why didn't you tell us? We would have never let them go in there."
"I couldn't."
"Why not?"
"Because it was either them or me."
#I just wrote this while I had free time in uni#it's something I guess#I am not a native english speaker so please forgive me for all mistakes#i don't even know#own writing#writing#writeblr#humans are weird#humans are space orcs#humans are space oddities
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Maximum derp!
I don't even know what Naomi is doing here, but she's slapped a whole lot of goofy onto it.
Thanks for visiting the blog and we hope you all have a great weekend! Stay safe out there and we'll be back with more bunny cuteness on Monday.
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He finally escaped wip hell
#i don't even know#way too much time spent on this but i like the effect#cardinal copia#copia#papa emeritus#papa emeritus iv#the band ghost#the band ghost fanart
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