#it's important........ *cries*

[yrsonpurpose]

I love that representation because I don't think anybody is just one thing, especially in 2024.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 339

So erm, Danny might’ve fallen through a portal. And might have no clue where he is right now. 

He fell into an alleyway! Right into a dumpster! Which isn’t the worst thing he’s fallen into but still. Ew. Well, Dad should be able to find him and bring him back home! …Right? 

He shakes out his itchy fur and scales, already impatient and bored in the single alley despite it only being a few minutes. What’s a realms hatchling to do but explore? Well, besides taking care of his shed, but it’s too dry where he is anyway. Maybe he’ll find a lake! 

Hm. He can’t understand what anyone is shouting or freaking out about. It’s like they’ve never seen a dragon or something, geeze! Oh well, he’s on his way to find water, he’s not built for the desert…

[strwbrryfire]

back again with my meowstappen agenda

[wearenotjustnumbers2]

These are the victims that everybody is telling us to pray for? "God is with us" Are you serious? How can anybody believe them playing the victim everywhere on social media when they're in festivals celebrating Palestinians' death and making tiktoks putting on makeup and mocking them and the dead children?

I cannot take anyone seriously who's like "pray for israel, we're at war 🕊" like use your brain.

[fanchonmoreau]

Goyim: it is Yom Kippur, the Jewish day of atonement, so Jews must atone for the sins of Israel.

Rabbis at my shul: Yom Kippur is about healing. Teshuva literally means “return”, so we are returning to our best selves. No matter how the year went for you, Yom Kippur grants you grace. We reflect on the year both individually and as a collective; however you are feeling, you are not alone. This year has been dark and difficult, so many are suffering, so much is uncertain, and we don’t know what’s coming next. It’s okay to be scared. Let’s try to cultivate a little hope together.

[inkskinned]

as we enter the start of a semester and the dreaded Hour of Making Friends us upon us... if ur ever at a loss for what to say in one of those weird social situations where you only vaguely-know people, one of my favorite questions to ask is "what is your favorite food crime." a food crime is like the food combination that you love that other people find revolting. press them to take it further than pineapple on pizza, that's rote. food crimes is a good topic that has many benefits as it turns out all people are degenerates and also it will give you some cool ideas to try out later in the privacy of your own degenerate kitchen

the other good thing to ask is "okay but has anyone here ever been someplace haunted" bc it turns out if you ask most people directly they don't believe in ghosts, but many people are like "oh yeah i lived in a haunted house. ghosts aren't real tho"

[tezzbot]

I love these two so much it's ridiculous...

[skipporeity]

"bnha manga" ? whats that? cmon get up, the shinsou deku training friendship arc is premiering!!

WAAAH

[deductordemigod]

how can i tell sebastian vettel that he is so loved? that he is still so loved by fans? i was skiing in italy last week, and in the rental place they had 8 formula one paintings. two were of ayrton senna. one of giles villeneuve. one was of sebastian while at ferrari. the rest? him in his redbull. this man is so loved that not only is he on the wall with two great drivers with unbelievable legacies, but he has more paintings of him than of them on that wall. he is still so loved by formula one fans across the world. by the tifosi, despite never getting the championship that he longed for. he is still so loved. i just want him to know that. it's important to me that he knows that.

[bluenightfm]

sqh raising luo binghe bc the wash lady never happened bc the timeline's altered and subsequently mbj finds out or qinghua tells him (pre-established moshang) and qinghua is hmmn . freaking the fuck out bc wdym his stallion protag is a colicky newborn baby that won't go to bed unless he's rocked, swaddled, and cuddled by sqh (mobei-jun's heart shattered when baby binghe cried when sqh handed him off for a second before putting him to bed, he's still nursing his bruised ego) . this is his beloved if bloodthirsty son who is 75% cheek and 25% baby fat, it is a miracle he ever goes to his jobs when his son is so cute and tiny and why did he not write cameras into PIDW !!! no amount of portraiture would capture his sweet boy looking up at him all cute and tiny and never to be captured on camera. moshang being dads co-parenting binghe and everyone being confused bc everyone thought mobei-jun would finally marry and make qinghua consort shang but to each their own . co-parenting and then oh my god they're not even together yet are they? posing for family portraits together with romantic tension thick enough to start choking everyone out of the room. qinghua and mobei-jun looking next to dead bc binghe has never slept thru the night and sqh feels like he hasn't had a good night's rest since he transmigrated into PIDW . also maybe make it omegaverse

@coastinglove

[dovecandy]

and now for something completely different ! 🥂

[larsnicklas]

[240202 nhl asg skills comp] quinn hughes passes the puck to scottlyn miller (jt miller's daughter) during the warmup session prior to the skills competition

[lixkaishiri]

Happy 50th anniversary to the best film ever created Goncharov (1973)

Happy day to my fellow Goncharov enjoyers, remember to keep spreading the word so Goncharov gets the appreciation it deserves

[jitters-art]

everywan…… look at this lovely commission i got from @tomoyoo of sasuke weaving a tapestry at his loom ♡

[ ID: a full body digital drawing of sasuke kneeling in front of a large wooden tapestry loom. he has tan skin, moles, top surgery scars and is wearing his early shippuden outfit. he his half finished weaving a tapestry of a hawk soaring through the sky. the ground below him is yellow and fades into a white background. he has a basket of yarn by his side. END ID. ]

[lifemod17]

THIS IS NOT A DRILL: Hozier played I, Carrion (Icarian) at the Austin, Texas show!!!

The fact that he played this ON THE B STAGE? IS SO VERY PRECIOUS???

plus the way that you can see how the background slowly filled up with lights from the crowd?!? What if I cried again?

Source: tiktok.com

[synthe4u]

masterlist

A wave of nausea hit you, sending you reeling back from your papers. You grasped your stomach, willing the pain to go away. There was a deadline set for this work and of course you being you had to wait last minute to finish.

You glimpsed at the time, 1:03am, the paper was due at 6:00am and you were hoping to get some sleep before then.

A knock sounded before the door opened, "Hey love, you okay?"

It was your husband, John. You had forgotten he came back from a mission two days ago. You've just been too busy with work.

"I'm alright."

"You sure?"

He raised an eyebrow at you. Maybe it was the way you were hunched over or the papers scrawled all over the office desk. Or the time...Time.

You had to finish this paper now. For both your mental and physical well-being, but none of it was making any sense.

The words started to jumble on the pages.

You didn't know when, but John came back with a plated sandwich.

"It's not much, but you haven't any yet."

You mumbled a thanks before going back to writing. Your lover watched over you, waiting for you to pick up and eat the sandwich he made.

"Gonna eat, love?"

"Yeah, yeah," you mumbled, too focused on thinking of what to write. So focused that you didn't realize when John started tapping his arm in impatience.

It was only when he stood right behind you with his hand on your wrist, pulling your arm away from what needed to be done.

"You need some sleep."

"But I have to finish this!"

He grabbed your arm, pulling you away from the desk and chair. You wouldn't fight him. You didn't have the strength to do so because you were too tired.

He laid both of you down, wrapping an arm around you.

"Goodnight, love."

"Goodnight," you laid awake with your eyes wide open. Your thoughts were too big for your head and it felt like you needed rest, but you couldn't.

"I didn't eat the sandwich you made me."

"Huh?" He was confused by your statement.

You repeated yourself, "I didn't eat the sandwich you made me."

You could imagine him closing his eyes again while he spoke, "You can eat it in the morning."

A moment passed before he sighed and pulled you closer into his arms. The married couple snuggled together for both warmth, love, and comfort. They understood one another and that was all that mattered between them.

Sometimes moments of comfort like this makes one want to dream.