#it has to be

[gleafer]

Apple of My Eye Part 2: La manzana

Enjoy!

[squalchinglobotomy]

Struggling 2 design a cute fem version of eyes 😭 halfway colored doodle was my first, fully colored was my second, and the plain sketch was my latest.

Ím fucking dying over here 💔💔

[murrpa]

reblog to manifest y’all🕯️❤️💛

[impossiblefeat]

Looking at all the new Sonic doodle art in the emote selector in Sonic Racing: CrossWorlds and impatiently tapping my foot and counting the days Espio is released. (source)

[allonsy-moony]

Me when cis male Sirius: 👍

Me when genderfluid Sirius: 👍

Me when nonbinary Sirius: 👍

Me when tfem Sirius: 👍

Me when tmasc Sirius: 👍

Me when cis femme Sirius: 😟😥😭🤢

(No hate pinkie promise, wolfstar just needs to always be queer in some sense to me)

[sanjarka]

if you don't buy the importance of the love stories in the series - whether that be everlark, snowbaird, aberdove. you will be missing the point. or not enjoying the prequels and thinking they were not necessary. because of course it was katniss with peeta that made snow truly lose his mind. katniss's luckier nature hides in a bunch of places but peeta being reaped with her was the biggest piece of it. him, so immediately understanding the importance of performance and being willing to play by the rules so they could be broken. katniss protecting him where she should've killed him, letting him bleed out. because that was snow's last wish. for peeta to eat those berries, back to katniss. him trusting her. her betraying him. to hijack peeta to kill katniss, for katniss to shoot at peeta, hijacked. what he wanted was to be proven right. but he never was.

[maximura]

[heymacy]

if everyone could please send me good vibes, energies, and wishes today it would be so, so appreciated. things are very turbulent and scary right now but there is a potential end in sight and i just need a little luck and a little intervention from the universe to make it happen

[urinarythreatinfection]

Shanks getting pink hair(s) instead of gray or white is canon completely in my mind and should be in everything else.

[yanderemommabean]

Hey Momma,

Sending good vibes and well wishes for your granddad’s recovery! I hope you take care of yourself and maybe have a sweet treat to ease the stress. Things will get better!

Sincerely,

A bitch who also got a grandparent scare this week

Thank you bean <3 The sweet treat I got was an early birthday present today, one of those giant peep bunnies, i have three and make it a tradition to try and get one every year now :3

We had a tornado outbreak yesterday and now it's snowing I fucking hate it here. Weather is more bipolar than my mom. /Lh

-Mommabean

[sailorbananabee14]

I finally caught up to s3 of Yellowjackets and can I just say how ready I am for this possibly vengeful lesbian ex-lover plot.

[kitkatcatmeow]

book of bill spoilers under cut

this page makes me actually go insane . im disintegrating im being so serious

[phoebebuggers]

is this ai

[annispillowfort]

trigger warning for mentions of self harm and abuse

My Favorite Way to Say Sorry

Why do I want to be hurt?

Is it because it feels like home,

like the splintered walls I grew within,

where love was a bruise

pressed into my skin,

and silence the anthem of the unknown?

Is it because it’s all I know,

this choreography of ache and atone?

The hands that shaped me taught me well,

their fingers tracing the edges of hell,

whispering lessons in a voice so low:

You are fragile, but you endure.

You break, but you belong.

Pain is love’s most loyal song.

Is it because it’s all I’m ever good for,

to bend and twist beneath the weight,

to carry their sins like a weathered slate

scrubbed clean, only to be marked once more?

They wrote their love in words of fire,

etched in shame, carved in desire

to mold me soft, to mold me small,

to need the pain, to crave it all.

Is it because it feels right?

The jagged comfort of familiar fights,

the heavy warmth of tears that stain

like rain that never truly cleans.

I know this script, this shadowed art—

it threads through the chambers of my heart,

a melody I hum in the dark, alone,

longing for a touch that turns to stone.

Or is it because it’s my favorite way to say sorry?

To kneel before the ghosts of glory,

to bleed forgiveness at their feet,

to call it love when we repeat

the rituals of guilt and pain,

the cycle turning, again and again.

The hands that hurt, the hands that heal,

both feel the same, both feel real.

And so I stay, and so I cling,

to the ache that love and pain can bring,

asking why, but knowing no end,

only the familiar, only to bend.

phew...

hitting the post button on this was hard, this has been sitting in my drafts for a while now because i was debating whether to share this or not.

i think this is my magnum opus. for years and years i sat across from therapists trying to put into words how i felt. and i think this is it. the rawest and closest i've ever gotten to voice the ache that settled in my bones long before i could even spell my name.

i guess what i want to say is: if this poem resonates with you- i'm sorry. i'm so so sorry. you didn't deserve this and it's so unbelievably unfair this happened to you. it's not fair that other people in your life fucked up so horribly that you're left with licking the wounds they left.

but you deserve to live, not just surviving with the continuous metaphorical and sometimes literal blood loss.

so please... take care of yourself. be kind and patient. you deserve it. you always did.

if you're reading this: i love you. and i'm rooting for you.

lots of love,

anni

(send from pillowfort)

[bibiblocksberg1234]

How do I put this?

Tangled is my absolute favourite Disney movie, I see the light and the whole lantern scene is my favourite moment…They are really targeting me specifically with this: