#im a mess

[noramare]

Honestly stunning

DAVID HARBOUR as Santa Claus in Violent Night (2022)

[kindred-spirit-93]

I KINDA CLEANED MY WINDOWS!!

its probably going to rain and render my efforts useless but idc its been bothering me for so long and today i did the bare minimum and im happy. i used wipes lol i can see dust lines but still. a win is a win

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kinda going through it. i think its a quarter life crisis lmao (or half whos to say ;)) except its very chill. like milestones and relationships arent bothering me (all in good time im in no rush) and i dont feel like im behind or missing out on anything.

im just existing and trying to make it till graduation yk? im tired

skipped another class today lol (last one no promises tho) to go to the cafeteria again. im allowing myself to compromise bc i really am not feeling great. ofc theres no one but myself to blame for that lol but this aint about her. also social anxiety can go cry in the corner >:)

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wearing my emotional support turtleneck lmao, ate a bite of yesterdays carrot cake (divine), my beloved honeybee plushie is within arms reach. im trying. and its progress

new year tomorrow so hopefully ill snap into it again and feel better after studying and ticking a few boxes. hopefully.

so many things i want to do. short term and long term. so little time and barakah these days. but we persist.

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i love my patho prof so much. my uncle taught her during at some point and she worked with another uncle of mine for some time so she knows the family well. shes so wonderful and always keen to learn and help (conflict of interest who? im joking were all very professional which surprisingly is the opposite of the norm here. but thats an essay for another time)

yesterday after class she read and went through the physicians oath (fun fact theres a muslim version! and generally modern versions lol iirc the og hippocratic one was a bit wild) with us and its beautiful. i plan on printing it out and sticking it somewhere i can see.

anyway i think its important to keep the end goal (visibly) in sight bc its easy esp for me to get caught up in the minutiae of the every day and get overwhelmed, so its a good reminder for me to renew my intention every now and again, and to appreciate how far ive come :)

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dont u hate it when ur upset or angry and then every inanimate object in existence conspires against u. like wtf are u doin. why are u unionising and why tf is it against me??? im on ur side u jerks >:'(

in ther news my baby cousin is the cutest lil man on the planet his shenanigans are always hysterical. yesterday he left all his toys to go play with the aubergines lmao. legos? nah we stacking tuna cans XD

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my dads meeting a friend today so i asked him over lunch what [friends] phd was about since his bachelors is in arabic. like what research do u do in languages, and he said the master thesis was abt the sentence structure of the nabataean language (aramaic i think) and how it resembles arabic. and if thst isnt the coolest fricking thing idk what is

i love languages so much i really wish i could learn every langauge under the sun and read every book in existence. maybe in heaven lol. anyway i asked him if he could ask him to recommend me a book and he said he will :3

the 2 books i bought last year when we went to turkiye abt the ottoman empire sitting on my shelves collecting dust: this bitch

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my hands are cold and im getting too lazy to type lol. thank u for reading this far, might post some class doodles today idk (my attention span these days is truly something scandalous)

hope ur all doing well! take care of yo selves, drink water or ill personally hunt u down, and enjoy da fireworks tonight!

"with alarm, your scholar" - kindred

[polinsated]

[rxq-uelle]

I'm sorry but can we talk about how cute this image is?

Like Gamora's head on Peter's shoulder and Nebula looking so happy.

[martha-oi]

•Henry Cavill•

[watchyourbuck]

There’s a tiny moment right before Tommy kisses Buck when you can see him glance to the side, and it just hit me that he’s weighing the signs in his head, trying to decide whether what he’s picking up on is really what Buck wants – unconsciously. It’s a fraction of a second, but the mere fact that he arrives to the conclusion that yes, Evan Buckley wants to be kissed, and yes by a man, yes by him, is enough to make me cry.

[6ivers]

damn my multishipper ass

[sunlit-mess]

aAaaA AA

[lordandladywhistledown]

Colin is stronger than me because if I saw the girl I was in love with dance with someone else while smiling like that ??? I'd have a meltdown in the middle of the ball or maybe turn over a table or two (or five)

[ohai-there]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KING

[mentallyillastrophelfreak]

like, i know regulus being mean is his some kind of love language, but since he's a traumatized twink who isolates himself more than he drinks water, of course, meeting james and being his friend is not the every day event we see.

i think regulus would've had, like, so much affection to give that the moment he got comfortable, he rambles a lot and acts like a smartass. in the most humble way possible. but he's scared he'll ruin their relationship because he might be too much or too overwhelming. he doesn't know james literally cries from appreciating everything he does.

[stsgluver]

synopsis. in which gojo wasn't the one sliced and diced.

wc. 550

tags. MAJOR JJK 236 SPOILERS, angst lol

gojo satoru had abandonment issues.

having lost his best friend and several close allies, loss had become a norm for him. it was expected. those who got close to gojo satoru died. his attachment was a death sentence. it wasn't a secret; he heard the whispers and saw those pitiful glances from sorcerers who only cared about their clan name, having never truly been forced to face curses head-on.

so he with all of this in mind, he couldn't understand why you stayed.

satoru had tried to push you away and keep you at arm's length, he really really had. but no matter how harsh his words were, how overwhelming he made his cursed energy, you still smiled and held out a bag of treats you'd bought him whilst he was away, or was the first one to offer any assistance with his students. even though he knew the latter scared you following the loss of haibara in your first year.

that was his first mistake: opening the door just enough that you could slowly slip your way in.

his second was letting you meet megumi. it was no secret that the spiky-haired boy wasn't fond of satoru or his parenting methods, but he did not expect him to be so welcoming of you. there were many a time satoru would come home after a day at the high school to megumi at the kitchen island with you helping him with his homework. or to the two of you in a blanket fort (he was especially jealous at this because how dare you make one without him) watching whatever film you could find.

by that point, you'd closed and locked the door, swallowing they key so satoru could never force you to leave.

it terrified him. there were no labels but he was hopelessly and irrevocably yours, there was no doubt about that.

you stuck around longer than anyone ever had before. so much so that satoru stopped having those nightmares - the ones where you died slowly in his arms because he was never enough to save the ones he loved - because you were by his side at every waking minute. he kid himself into believing that could last forever.

"don't cry." satoru can barely comprehend how you even have the energy to talk. it only further shattered him as your last words were to comfort him. as if though he were the one who had selfishly (yes, selfishly because how could you trade your life for his after knowing everything you meant to him) taken a hit not meant for them. as if though he was the one in literally two pieces.

he couldn't even do as you wish, the hot tears rolling down his cheeks creating streaks through the grime and blood that stained his porcelain skin. he wanted to apologise, to tell you that he loved you and that he could fix you, but it was like all of the air had been knocked from his lungs.

you had seconds left in you, and yet still, there was a ghost of a smile on your face as you stared up into the eyes of the man who held your heart so carefully. "i will never regret loving you gojo satoru."

satoru will always regret loving you.

a/n. it's never gojover. go avenge yn bbygirl xxx

[hedwig221b]

I finished it. I finished the fic. Why am I crying

[rafyki]

We really got Jack ready to die with Joke, we really got him choosing Joke in the most final possible way. He was willing to give everything up for Joke. They were about to die and the only thing he could think of was that he would regret that he didn't get to kiss Joke again

What a way to tell Joke that he's worth it, that Jack doesn't want to live without him, that they belong together until the very end

[apollos-forgotten-flower-bf]

My birthday is in a few days, so I've been thinking about all the pjo characters birthdays and

They were born a week apart. Not even a week, SIX DAYS. And they were both key components to defeating Gaea. And they were best friends. And they both have mommy+daddy issues. And they both died for each other (kind of). AND THEY AREN'T LITERAL CANONICAL SOULMATES???? NOT EVEN PLATONICALLY????? DON'T FUCKING DO THIS TO ME.

[watchyourbuck]

Fun fact about me is I dwell on shit so yes im still at the lighting strike,,, I just can’t get out of my head how Eddie’s first “Buck!” literally breaks the barrier of numbness. His scream is what turns the tension into frenzy.