#jfc MY EARS

[krysmcscience]

Call this the Whoopsie AU (it's barely an AU)

I mean. Narinder never explicitly SAID the Lamb would stay dead... :3c He probably should have been more specific. >:3c

Part Two:

Well. The Lamb tried, but...sorry, Nari, the crown hates you now. Shouldn't have been so quick to lend it out, I guess. :D

Aaaand Part Three:

'Isn't he just adorable?' -The Lamb, probably, while their followers smile and nod and internally scream at the brand new hellcat they now have to share living space with...

Anyway, nothing says 'Dead To Me' like following a person around to loudly remind them of how dead they are to you. Right? Right. Narinder's got this all figured out. <:]

[mistmoose]

🔔🔔🔔🔔 the fucking BELLS! 🔔🔔🔔🔔

[vampiresfromxenon]

Currently accepting applications for a boyfriend who looks like Gale Dekarios and acts like Gale Dekarios and also is Gale Dekarios

[anotherdescentintomadness]

Wang YiBo x Leon Young

October 2018

[frnkiebby]

These two photos ughhhh🫠

i am so fucking w e a k for this goddamn asshole what the fuck~🎃

[mythologaze]

not me Um Actually-ing someone on tiktok for getting padmé facts wrong

[sugar-omi]

THIS IS WHERE IT'S AT. THIS IS WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT!!!!! because you, at least, had something to return back to when baxter left. all he can do is find a new thrill to chase after, another body to mirror the warmth of, a different poison to aid in killing off what remnants of regret and shame from past endeavors still linger. he doesn't have any home to come back to - not really. not like you do. not like you were.

and he'll dress up his guilt, surround himself with so many glittering lights and flashed smiles that it blinds him from the looming shadow of his actions, constantly rocking back and forth in his ribcage like a wailing creature begging to be heard, to be known; and it'll never be enough to distract him from that painful throb at the end of the day. it'll never be enough to blind him from your memory - no matter how brightly the smiles of sycophants around him beam, yours will always be his favorite.

it's just too bad it'll never be aimed at him again.

(not in the way he wants, at least.)

and he'll watch you ask how he could be so cruel, how he could just up and leave without even properly saying goodbye, how he could just leave you here. he'll watch you do all but cling to his ankles and beg him not to go, and he'll do nothing but shake you off and go inside. he'll watch you slowly move on and take with you the part of his heart that your fist had carved itself around, and he'll do nothing but let it manifest as the absence that's supposed to make it grow fonder - but instead, just makes it a little less whole. he'll watch you in pictures and vignettes like he could have watched you sleep, could have watched you smile, could have watched you exist and be happy doing so because it was with him.

and he'll do nothing.

because baxter ward is not a good person.

he's a good investment. he's a good companion. one might even say he's a good friend, perhaps a good lover. he's certainly a good bit of fun.

but by no means is he a good person. and what makes him worse, so much worse, is that he pretends to be.

and in this ted talk i will-

IN THIS TED TALK YOU WILL MAKE NAEOMI CRY!!!! which.. speaking off. let me... share my angsty brain worm

i'm so obsessed with the idea of baxter watching you and cove marry and build a life.

somehow, by some miracle, you forgive him. he still remembers your tear stained face and your trembling lips and he remembers your angry face when you saw him again, and he can feel his heart clench tightly like your hand did on his shirt when he tried to break up with you and flee back into the condo..

but instead of looking back at your younger, sad face. he sees a more mature one, one that has the lingering blush and layer of happiness after a beautiful wedding. he sees a settled look of peace on your face now, the anger and sadness washed away by a cool ocean kiss.

compared to baxter, who goes home and sees a tired expression looking back at him. his smile is like a stock photo, practiced and empty and rounded. he sees the storm of insecurities and his face is heavy with the shadows of his demons..

yet he takes your hand anyway, although your hand is different, rougher, your fingers a bit longer, you wear a ring with another man's name engraved inside and you walk away to a home you share with someone else. a home with happiness and warmth.

but baxter is back in his apartment, it's basic and devoid of warmth, and it's empty, and it's cold and his yet he does not cry because he did this to himself and he's the only one to blame for his droning days..

he takes every olive branch you extend him, though.

he's desperate to bathe in the light of your warmth for just a little bit, he is desperate to be apart of the beautiful life you have because his is now hauntingly empty.

he goes to all the birthday parties, the family dinners and events he is occasionally invited to, he hangs out with you and your friends. he even comes to terry and miranda's wedding. it's beautiful. he catches the flowers but his home is still empty for years to come.

he goes to your anniversary party, your ma sends him random care packages because she knows he has no family of his own, and he attends the kid birthdays- be it your kids, your friends or family kids. he's now "uncle baxter."

your family entertains him. he entertains them, slips his way into the cracks and pretends for a moment that life is good and he is okay.

and he is so damned because he wishes he was cove, he wishes he was anyone else at all if it meant he could've found himself worthy of you. he wishes he had done better, that he had done right. that he had cremated his skeletons and let himself be loved.

but he didn't, and he's not anyone else and your life has moved on while his spins in the same circle, closing in on him. his life is small, but not in the way yours was. yours was small and warm, easy. you could take one step and find yourself in a loving embrace, whereas he is surrounded by the cold starkness of his "home" and his long expression in the mirror..

[thanotaphobia]

jrwi ACTUAL nightmare blunt rotation, ill start. clockwise, peter sqloint. rand. william wisp.

[heidiamalia]

we head to vegas early tomorrow morningggggg

[aemiron-main]

i literally feel like my brain is running on windows 95 right now. i had to go google what year the 90s windows OS was because i couldnt remember if it was 95 94 or 96. Thats how slow my brain is lately

[corrodedbisexual]

Nothing worse than being in a car with a scaredy cat driver in the passenger seat freaking the fuck out when you perform a perfectly safe overtake on the opposite lane 😐

[destinyandcoins]

whenever my sister sends another one of her 2-5 minute long audio note messages or someone shares a tiktok/reel in the group chat

[liinos]

it's crayz bc i know my sisters will vent to each other about me/talk about me when i'm not there but *i* can't do that with either or them bc they always tell the other and it's like 🧍🏻‍♀️ well who am i supposed to vent to then🧍🏻‍♀️

[mephilver]

nobody can pick up on a joke but IM the autistic one ok 🤨

[capinejghafa]

I hate when I'm watching a cinema history vid, and they get something you could clearly look up, wrong. If you're gonna make bold claims of certain events not happening, then you clearly have no idea what you're talking about.

[eyes-like-the-night]

I’m tired of being in pain and taking pain killers