#imagine dying

[dr-bloxyy]

Uhh, fnaf fanart and uhhh yeahhh! Got scooped😔🥄

[bonezhead]

libet's delay do not repost screenshot redraw, original under 'see more'

[edible-emerald]

I can't wAIT for my AO3 account to be approved

then it's done for you bitches get ready for the silliest LU stories ever...

The first one I'm planning is literally just making fun of wild for being short

[yokoussy]

kuronue 😵‍💫🫧

[kristiani13]

Imagine

Rolling off motorcycle

Get injured

Being put cotton soaked with arak over the injury

Amazing feeling.....

Yeah it happened a week ago and I'm cackling from extreme stinging sensation from that alcohol, my wounds are dry now, almost...

[justanechoflower]

*I knees Infront flowey looking at him in the eyes*

Flowey, look... Relying on other people it doesn't mean you are weak, you are not weak, you are strong but the enemy is getting stronger, so in that case you need help, to rely with someone you can trust, like me , like us.

* i smile at him as i title my head*

So don't even think that you are weak ok? We Are strong, and together we will get through anything

…I should probably go talk to Chara after this.

Next ->

[blackwoolncrown]

I get it, I really do, but I feel like ppl w decision paralysis related to Gazans are also suffering from a kind of non-malignant egotism

"who do I decide to give it to? everyone needs help! I can't help them all!"

You're not the only person they're asking!!!!!

If you choose one person to help that day, a bunch of other ppl choose others

stopping to overthink your inflated importance as an individual versus one in many is what's giving you paralysis

the more you burden yourself as an incapable hero the less you all act as a group-- which is the exact answer you're looking for

fkn close your eyes, scroll on OOB and donate to whoever you click on first

you're not god, it's not your job to save everyone

JUST DO SOMETHING

[capt-sweetheart-and-spaceboy]

"FAT L" -Casey, 20??

In the last episode where Donnie dies and everyone is freaking out, what do you imagine them saying?

I didn't imagine any specific words (almost). But I was imagining the general context.

Raph mumbled soft words of regret.

Mikey sobbed and stuttered.

Leo, still living in denial, shouted orders to get the medical equipment ready.

April shouted Donnie's name.

And I think we all know what these two words are.

[lotus-pear]

he's so crazy we can't take him anywhere 😭🤣

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[fincherly]

my gf was looking through wesker's wiki page (as you do) and sent me this

and i lost my shit bc it just seems like they're looking at him like girls look at a weird bug

[positively-peachy-143]

OKAY TWO THINGS. BOTH SONGS. ONE KIND OF JOKEY ONE ANGSTY.

Soda as that RTC song Space Age Bachelor Man "I'm a lover not a fighter"

Soda as that tiktok trend "four men in uniform to carry home my little soldier. what could he do? should've been a rockstar. but he never had the money for a guitar." Army Dreamers I think it's called

Darry and Ponyboy making Soda's favorite dish and making everything nice for him...

Just to find out he died in Vietnam the month before.

(⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

[stuckinapril]

I love Tumblr because nothing matters here truly. There are no influencers. Having followers doesn’t mean anything. It’s just a site where people post their sporadic thoughts and rb pretty pictures. Anyone who thinks any of this matters is woefully missing the point

[sabh0]

shitpost bc apparently doing the requests isn't working against artblock, sorry chuuya is currently searching for his hat

[kristiani13]

Woah

Who is this Konni member talking to?

He seems happy.

That sounds bad.

Or good idk I want Christmas.

Full image posted tomorrow hhaha.

[eclipsen-smiles]

Sounds like a

SKILL ISSUE.

/lh

Pressure is a fun game