#lost sight
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
shirozen · 4 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
Lost sight of the enemy
8 notes · View notes
fieriframes · 6 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
[Like two ships in the night. We're colliding and sinking. Into the black sea of our love. We navigated past the point of logical thinking. Lost sight of the stars up above.]
9 notes · View notes
hellenhighwater · 3 months ago
Text
Forbidden orange juice
4K notes · View notes
hermit-frog · 7 months ago
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media
love how DreamStat got Louis’ expressions 
1K notes · View notes
raepliica · 1 year ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
tristamp post-S1 mashwood sillies and tri98(?) merylwood :]
4K notes · View notes
mipmoth · 7 months ago
Text
Reunion but MAIM KILL INJURE
Tumblr media Tumblr media
They're fine now
919 notes · View notes
sainamoonshine · 2 years ago
Text
Okay but so much of the character of Sam Vimes is influenced by him being a former alcoholic tho. I don’t think it’s possible to discuss his unbreakable moral code without also discussing his addiction.
There is significant parallels between how he does not touch alcohol EVER starting from Men at Arms and every other ways that he holds himself accountable in the books.
One minute late to storytime with his child would be one minute too much, because once you excuse one minute late then you can excuse five, ten, and then fifteen minutes late. -> one drink is too many drinks because one drink « tends to arrive in five glasses ».
« If you do a bad thing for a good reason you’ll do it for a bad one », « If one part of the machine breaks down it all breaks down » and « who watches the watchman? Me. » are all different ways of saying that Vimes cannot allow himself to make even one exception in how he behaves. Will not, yes, and that’s very admirable, but this will not is the result of a CAN NOT because what would happen if he did is not, in fact, unthinkable. On the contrary, he knows very well what would happen if he did break one of his many rules, and this is exactly why he doesn’t break them.
« One drink is one too many » is basically the center of his character’s moral code. And it hits so hard because he’s not being rigid for the fun of it, he’s like that because he knows. It’s a sliding slope and he’s been on it and at the bottom of it and he KNOWS how quickly it slides.
And it’s so interesting to see how he applies that core concept to all other aspects of his life, cultimating into the guarding dark.
7K notes · View notes
ass-attorney · 4 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
this man means the world to me
686 notes · View notes
espurr-roba · 3 months ago
Text
"They said I couldn't play baseball..."
Original audio from: My Chance - Game Changer's Mountport
442 notes · View notes
shakingparadigm · 6 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Hyuna saves Mizi due to her own personal reasoning, not out of rebellion duty or obligation. First, to make up for the death of someone dear to her, and second, as an act of self-consolation. Hyuna sees her past self in Mizi, and believes that saving her will help free herself from the past that she's been shackled to.
566 notes · View notes
naffeclipse · 1 month ago
Text
Cryptid Eclipse takes his little hunter, now cursed to be a vampire, to pumpkin patches after hours when all the little children have gone home and no adult is around to pull the tractor with the haybales or sell popcorn or cotton candy. They encourage their sweet heart to pick their favorite gourd—one with warts, one that's pale as the moon, or one that's bright red—to fight the gloom clinging to their darling undead's edges.
Gently, they guide their little hunter through haunted houses the kids can walk through and a large sandbox full of corn kernels that are spilled everywhere on the ground, and they tell their little hunter it's alright. They can enjoy this still. Their sweet heart loves Halloween and spooky bats hanging along banners and scary faces painted onto silos—but they'll avoid the corn maze for now.
Go on. Have fun.
And their little hunter will struggle when they catch the stray sense of drying blood on an old bandage left discarded on the lid of a trashcan. They'll weep and their shoulders will shake but no tears will fall out of their blood-red eyes. The little hunter now vampire will long for the people that should be here, laughing, and watching children toss corn kernels at each other, and they'll wish it wasn't so dark anymore.
Cryptid Eclipse will stop and hold them among the pumpkin patch. They'll whisper and gently nuzzle their pale and ashen face until their little hunter remembers that they are still good. They can protect all the people who were here from the monsters stalking through the tall corn and lurking along the skirts of forests, and they will see that despite their thirst and their inhuman complexion, they are still their little hunter.
Their sweet heart looks up at them, hiding their fangs behind their lips, and nods. They point to an orange pumpkin with green warts all over its skin. Cryptid Eclipse gladly helps them carve a little jack-o-lantern face. They set it on a little picnic table where little children can see, and the demonic cryptid and the vampire retreat back to the safety of the airstream trailer before the sun rises.
Their little hunter sees.
There’s a lot of livin��� to do.
273 notes · View notes
deuteragonist1 · 2 years ago
Text
Merthur really have it all huh. King and lionheart dynamic. Fucking hate at first sight then speedrun to trying to die for the other. Slow burn? Never heard of her. One of them wears gloves and one doesn't and I'm not even gonna bother to explain why that is top fucking tier. Lies and secrets that could bring about the doom of the kingdom. Obviously adore each other but will actually fucking die before saying it with actual words. The prince is a gigantic asshole who doesn't know how to show care or ask for attention like a person who had healthy emotional development as a child and oscillates between pulling pigtails and acting like an over-eager puppy or both at the same time. Domesticity levels previously unheard of. They canonically wear each other's clothes. One of them makes up words and the other promptly starts using them. Both are extremely into the other's specific brand of dumbassery. Their love language is fucking playing together. "I don't want you to change" fuck this fuck everything
4K notes · View notes
sboochi · 1 month ago
Note
Now make them smooch 🔫
(Yes I mean hiijack)
(please)
Tumblr media
Thank you for giving me an excuse I was missing them 🥺
365 notes · View notes
mydemonsyourangels · 1 year ago
Text
i hate you. i'm entering your house with a gun. oh wait. i'm saving your life. i'm hugging you while you cry. i'm hesitantly touching your back to comfort you. i'm carefully pressing an ice pack to your bruises. what did i come here for again?
1K notes · View notes
qwakque · 1 year ago
Text
what if disneyland…!!!! some scenarios
Tumblr media Tumblr media
+ self indulgent applejuice
Tumblr media
1K notes · View notes
myzlwow · 3 months ago
Text
PRIVATE EYES BEAM💥💥💥
and a bonus john in a dress teehee
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
232 notes · View notes