#im probably going to regret this but why not

[reyofluke-ocs]

Stolen from @asirensrage and @arrthurpendragon.

List current WIP's and write a sentence for however many votes that WIP gets!

*Includes OC and regular fic

Tagging: anyone and everyone who sees this if they want to do it.

[the-tomato-patch]

Inspired by @dark-star-exe post about putting googly eyes on Scourge's head. So I made a very messy attempt at drawing googly eye Scourge

[mukuberry]

webtoon would be such a better app if they removed comments

[mios-art]

I was at work I was waiting for my food to warm up in the corner leaning on the wall between a high table and the microwaves, I was checking the bruises on my arm and this mountain of a man puts his food in the microwave next to me and says in English, "is your arm ok?" So I'm like "haha yeah I just bruise easily and it does that when I pick up heavy boxes" and he smiles and goes with emphasis "interesting" and I'm like "hahahaha don't say that like that" and he says "why" and I put my foot in my mouth and say "cause it sounds like your gonna test it out??" and he laughed and stepped in front of me and just kind of goofily ish squared his shoulders and said "I might" and I pretended to duck and we both laughed and he left to get coffee or whatever and I think I died GUY WAS LIKE 6 FOOT SOMETHING AND HAD SHOULDERS AND PECS LIKE A FOOTBALLER I FELT SO VERY SMALL

[starfallproject]

Tekken character vignette pt. 1

Characters: Kazumi, Kazuya.

Word count: 165.

Kazuya is asleep when Kazumi slips into his room in the middle of the night. Her child looks peaceful in sleep.

Kazumi kisses his forehead. She looks fondly at her son, tracing her fingertips on his face, her own bearing a brittle smile. Her fever spikes prevented her from seeing her little angel for the past few days.

As she goes to the door to make her leave, a quiet rustle stops her.

“Mom?” the question comes out uncertain, she looks back to see Kazuya sitting up, rubbing sleep from his eyes.

“Go back to sleep, dear. You need it for the morning training,” she hears herself say. Kazuya looks confused but nods drowsily, and lays back in his futon.

Her hands shake as she closes the shoji door, knowing that if she gives in to her desire to go back and gather him in her arms, she would waver.

Her fists tighten, she has a mission to complete. It was a long time coming.

[todayisafridaynight]

What do you think Mine’s reaction to Masato / Aoki be like?

tbh they'd probably be. amicable. at the very least.

[crayonverse]

sorry gang the special interest got my ass. heres my favorite gay autist guy ever

[toothmarqed]

my dorm gonna be so fire when i print these out at walgreens

[regret-breathing]

THERES REALLY ADORABLE MARIKA HACKMAN MERCH FOR THE NEW ALBUM COMING OUT NEXT MONTH AND SHES SO COOL AND PRETTY AND PERFECT AND THERES CASSETTE TAPES!!!!! 😢😢😢 i want a marika cassette tape and a hat and a socks and a t shirt and a long sleeve shirt 🥺 but theyre EXPENSIVE 😭 and i cant afford :(((((((

marika 😭😭😭

[elisedonut]

sudden itch to write a rare pair fic thats not Percy related

but like

the last time I did that it ended up becoming my top fic and lead to me deciding that you know... actually I hate that ship just out of spite so i'm not sure how good of an idea it is

maybe if i try like femslash or something super super rare with side characters or something

[wowitsverycool]

sometimes i really vibe with disco elysiums brief moments of quiet apathetic misery that are distinctly intimate in the way they cradle you with melancholy’s ice cold hands. you almost want to savor the despair, pull it over you and be consumed by that awful, beautiful feeling of hopelessness. regret can taste so good. it’s a place other than the future, past, or present -- a realm of its own. time moves on, always ticking, travelling down one road forever, but here there is only sinking. to the depths of water you fall, the sound of rushing water so hypnotic and suffocating. a sensation in the back of your neck, the relaxing weight of resignation. as you’re anchored to the bottom, your mind detaches and floats to the surface. fine. you don’t need that here anyway. you don’t think, you only suffer. all that awaits you here is suffering. isnt it wonderful that you can predict everything here perfectly? there are no variables, just a buzzing in your chest aided by your concrete-filled lungs. it’s like they’re glowing. you once swam through your thoughts, but now you sink like a rock. she floats above it all, of course she does. she peers into the water and her reflection fragments in the waves. she can’t even see you. she would look away anyway. oh, beautiful, beautiful suffering, never leave me. all i have left is what you take from me.

that’s what it feels like to me anyway lol haha!!

[m1zisua]

most of the time i feel like a ball of energy annoying everyone around me and i am bursting at the seams for any pleasant social interaction i can get and then the other times i just feel dead

[lovelyisadora]

Only just woke up, somehow made it down the stairs, and got hit with the ‘everyone has aches and pains suck it up’ talk. Sorry but if everyone had aches and pains the way I did, they’d have my exact diagnosis. Getting really sick of the way my family forgets I’m disabled. And when I point this out to them I’m told ‘there’s no reason to get aggressive’ okay.

[caffeinatedopossum]

I just heard someone say that getting married is the hardest thing they've ever done.

I'm sorry but if getting married is the hardest thing you've ever had to do, I don't think I can talk to you. That's fine, that's totally okay if that's hard for you. I just need a long moment of silence for my misjudgment of the average amount of suffering that any given human experiences.

[dbphantom]

you know if you guys voted for stretch armstrong i probably would have shut up a lot sooner tonight

[pepprs]

hm. i think i am going to stop going to counseling. he does not understand me. he pathologizes things that are not pathological.