#it was just a short time but horrific

[amerasdreams]

From writing today -

(Generation Chapter 70)

"I was afraid they’d cut me apart… it felt like it—but it was also this… horrible shame—I wished I could hide from them, but they were cutting into not just flesh but—” He laid his hand on his heart. “And I was so afraid they’d do even worse…. They’d take what I’d never give to them—and their hands were already claiming me, their hands, slimy with my blood—” His eyes darted to her. “Sorry. You don’t want to hear this.”

“It’s okay,” she said, although she abhorred the description; she had to fight not to see Jason lying there as well. It was her worst nightmare—what they might be doing to him—and they’d already done it to Saul. It wasn’t unreasonable to expect the same.

And Jason had been with them for over a week.

[arospecsyourblockdudes]

more historical fiction needs to be set in ww1. bonus points if you fag it up

[cherry-treelane]

everytime i feel bad and stressed about my life i remember that i might be in a troubling situation and having a bad time but im not season 4 fiona gallagher in the clink after leaving crack on the counter which my 3 year old baby brother happened to ingest resulting in a fatal near-death experience thats wracked me with never-ending guilt and forever altered my life

[deus-ex-mona]

no one:

absolutely no one:

windshield wipers on a rainy day:

[charonte-simi]

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[comradejoanmir]

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[makerofmadness]

i feel like a jerk for this because it's people in need but I'm the other hand it's hard to check tumblr knowing I'm gonna feel like shxt because people. Aren't doing the basic thing of reading an all-caps blog description and respecting the boundaries laid out in said blog description. Especially when my ask button was labeled "read blog description" and.

[dullahandyke]

Also nausea update I think its basically gone 🥳 just say no to puking, kids, it works

[arabaka]

haha... haha.... i was gonna tell my brother im queer but i just saw he had a paper with notes from a Christian sermon and yeah nvm

[adelle-ein]

the only decent gaiman books are neverwhere and his children's books and that's because his editors don't let him put sex in them

[arctic-hands]

I think everyone regardless of sex and gender and who doesn't belong to a culture where hair actually has a personal and/or spiritual meaning beyond shallow societal expectations dictating what an upstanding member of society should look like and that Mandate will be enforced by Peer Pressure, should buzz/shave all their hair off at least once in their lifetime. I don't know the statistics of "male pattern baldness" or alopecia or stress-induced hair thinning or post-partum hair loss or how many people are on chemo or other hair-destroying medications on any given time compared to the 8 billion+ human population of the Earth as a whole, but there is every chance that YOU–regardless of chromosomes or genetics or the overall health you have right now that you're convinced will last forever–will experience hair thinning, hair loss, or flat out baldness, and we need to disabuse ourselves that it's shameful or disgusting or unfortunate, and I think the best way to do that is to take matters into your own hands and take clippers to your hair just to get any possible anxiety over your hair's future out of the way now rather than dreading how you'll look as you grow older

[nomairuins]

anyway things i still must do

1. brush teeth

2. eat probably.

3. switch clothes to dryer

4. the showers

[omohole]

auhwuhug ive been windowshopping-slash-drooling over this really sleek new phone and i HAAATE doing this i hate the idea of getting a New Thing when i dont Need One it feels so wasteful but also ive been using the same phone since 7th grade and it IS getting slow and running out of space/compatibility with apps and features so im also like. maybe i am just due for an upgrade but also it isnt BROKEN its still USABLE just fine and id have to sort through all my stuff on what to save and what to delete and thats a hassle. but i keep just looking at this sleek cute design and how much the design has improved and its definitely just me being a nerd about cool tech but auwhauwghghghh its sooooo coooooool

[yukimomodivorce]

finding it really funny how when I started uni a bunch of STEM majors told me "oh it's so much worse than high school it's like sitting the hsc every semester" because yeah I'm on the verge of death right now but I would rather do this for the rest of my life than have to sit a single hsc exam again

[katya-goncharov]

i think the problem with being a student is that it sort of spoiled me, because now i'm used to spending my time in ways i enjoy and not doing stuff that makes me completely miserable and depressed for 40 hours a week, and after that i don't think i'll be able to handle doing a full-time job for the rest of my life

[devil-in-hiding]

Duuuuuuuude I just have to say that I just went on the most awkward first date. Like this guy asked ME on the date. I get there, he doesn’t even open the door for me, he doesn’t pay for my ice cream (which like I get that I’m an independent woman and everything but like it’s just chivalry idk) and just also he barely talked to me, I was the only one asking getting to know you questions or otherwise we just sat there is complete silence. Also he like stared at me the whole time and it was super uncomfortable. So I was just thinking like assistant reader telling the 141 guys about something like that and all of them boasting like “I’d treat you way better” and stuff like that

Please this has assistant!reader all over it i love

Coming into the base the morning after a h o r r i b l e date, absolutely horrific. Sitting at your desk with a pout on your lips, typing away at some mission report Price had asked you to review for him, when you hear the heavy fall of boots stop next to you.

“Lieutenant.” You greet, voice short and you can see Ghost frown at you. “Wha’s the matter with you?” He questions, crossing his arms over his chest, and you could just see the raised eyebrow.

You don’t meet his eye, fiddling with your fingers before he’s flicking you between the eyes with a sigh, pulling away before you can slap his hand. “I asked ya a question.”

“Do I look like one of your runts?” You snap, only to let out a shrill squeal when he grips the arms of your chair and yanks you up to him, bending down so he’s almost nose to nose with you.

“Spit it out.”

“Am I boring?” You blurt, and for the first time in the two years you have worked for Price (by extension, his team), you see a genuine look of surprise in his eyes.

“The hell you mean ‘borin’?” Ghost tilts his head, eyes narrowing and you fidget in your chair, this is the LAST man you’d have thought you’d be having this conversation with. “It’s just… I went on a god awful date last night and he made me feel like I was the most boring person on the planet. He just kept staring at me, like a staring contest. I kept trying to get to know him but he just kept shrugging, I don’t think he spoke three words and it was so fucking uncomfortable Simon.” You’re embarrassed at the tears brimming your eyes, rubbing at your eyes with the palm of your hand, sniffling.

You chance a glance at his face, and you can see the look of annoyance in his eyes, and you curl in on yourself. “Sorry, I-“

“What kind of daft cunt ruins a chance with you?” He scoffs, and your eyes widen but Simon just keeps on. “I mean, really love, where the hell did this man even take ya?”

“Ice cream…” You reply weakly and Simon lets out an honest to god snort, shaking his head. “You don’t even like ice cream that much, I woulda taken ya to that little bake shop around the corner that you love so much.” He huffs, and your heart flutters, heat crawling up your neck. “How-“

“And you are not borin’, if you have failed to notice, you bring a certain… warmth to these cold bastards.” He nods towards Price’s office, his eyes crinkling around the corners and you feel your own smile tugging your lips.

“Really?” Your voice is small, but Simon just leans a little closer, and you swear his eyes dart down to your lips.

“Why dontcha let me take ya out properly, yeah?”