#my babies... are finally at peace...

[aliceofclover125]

FINALLY we know what the fuck goes down after NieR Automata ending E

Took all my willpower not to sob lmao

[perfectthewayyouare]

fam i'm having shrimp emotions about dean winchester in the year of our lord 2024. it doesn't get better

[her-soliloquies]

[Spoiler]

I took this loss very personally

[breathings]

Being the childless introvert in the friends group and having to go to yet another baby shower really is a punishment for me. I'm in a group of 9 friends and now they're starting with round two of getting babies and everyone needs their own party organised. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for each one of them but it's a combination of all the things I dread the most as an introvert

being in a whatsapp group with multiple people that keep posting stuff and that you have to keep up with

having to organise a party and a present while having to dodge the bullet of being chosen to be the one who hosts the party at my home

having to attend a party full of people that all have something in common that you neither know anything about nor have a lot of interest in (everyone talking about kids and diapers and me just being there like 🤷🏻‍♀️)

embarrassing party games

Of all the things that came to my country from the USA, this is my least favorite one.

Don't tell me these are first world problems because I know. And I'm doing my best every single time. But even though the social anxiety I used to have hasn't been bothering me as much as when I was younger and I don't get panic attacks anymore, it just never gets easy.

[snzluv3r]

my girlfriends cat is supposed to be her emotional support animal and she is wonderful at emotionally supporting but i think she also thinks she is MY emotional support animal because when my gf and i fall asleep on the phone and i have a nightmare and wake up, the cat hears me and wakes up my gf so she can comfort me ��😭😭😭 sometimes when i really don’t feel well she just sits by the phone and purrs i’ve literally never met this cat in person but she comes running every time she hears my voice 🥺🥺

[iwaasfairy]

The rin and sae fic was amazing! I just want to know what happened after. I mean how both sae and rin felt? What will happen if they see sae again?

I leave the series there because I kinda want to leave you guessing a little bit but,,, hmmm if I had to say

Rin’s sense of value really stems from being compared to Sae and beating him in some way, but when it comes to their imouto he really felt beat in every way and still loves her so much despite it. So I think now that he’s finally got her, there’s nothing he won’t do to keep her. Rin is really fucking bold when it comes to taking what he wants from his little sister.

The only limit really is what she’ll let him get away with!! If that’s sleeping in the same bed every night whispering her name or fucking her in shared showers or become her husband then that’s what he’ll do.

And Sae well,,, does feel regret over how things happened. Deep down he knows he was wrong and despite wanting to be, he knows he’s probably not the right person to keep you company. He doesn’t even really want to try to be. That’s Rin’s thing. Rin is the try hard, Sae just reaps the rewards. Even his little sister was all over him without really having to try and because He tried to do something nice by giving her to Rin, now he’s being punished for it.

Sae likes to think he can leave it at that and be a better niisan than he was (by maybe not fucking his little sister and then abandoning her right after). I think once the feeling of regret gets too strong he’ll come right back to softly manipulating her into his arms, and she’s soft and caring so she’ll probably want to just be with her two big brothers again.

But Rin is never ever gonna let that happen again.

When they see each other again little sister will probably have a ring on her finger with Rin wrapped around her back glaring daggers. He’ll just have to remind imouto of what Sae did to fuck it up. How he’s not like him, Rin loves her more than anything and he’d never leave her, but she can’t betray him, ever. She can’t leave. He won’t let her.

[peachdues]

Girl Look at sanemi Here look at his face 😭😭

Pinching and squishing his cheeks

[mymarifae]

sorry. aventurine got me

it was the "chasing after your past self (who loves you and wants to encourage you and ease all your fears) through an amusement park while your future self (who hates you and spends every second disparaging and tormenting you) follows close behind" sequence. two seconds into that and i knew i was doomed

[hencheri]

*wayv 2nd win

[umihoshi]

7 Deadly Sins is so unappolagetically cringe and whimsy. It's like introducing your friends to your cat who you love so so much, cuz he's silly and funny and actually really smart. but objectively, it's the ugliest critter you will ever see.

[boxofthings]

Ayo @rodolfoparra suggested GhostRoach post-military domestic fluff wayyy back and this has been sitting in my draft for AGES cuz I forgot about it I'm so sorry :')

Read on AO3

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The bed he sleeps in is warm, a gentle material that feels like it engulfs his body in a soft, sinking embrace. When he opens his eyes, rays of sunlight drape over his body in cozy stripes, over his sheets and throughout the room. It's quiet, and the other side of the bed is empty, sheets messily rumpled without a care.

When he gets off the bed, he allows himself a few moments to breathe, stretch and slowly allow wakefulness to flood through his eyelids and into his brain.

There's noise in the kitchen, and without a second thought, he lazily shuffles towards it.

There's no sense of urgency in his bones.

He turns the corner and is met with the back of his partner at the stove. A smile pulls at his face.

Gary does not turn around at the sound of his footsteps.

There are eggshells on the counter and two plates next to them. The pan sizzles with the enticing scent of eggs and bacon.

He approaches his lover and hooks his arms from behind in a gentle hold that makes the other huff a lighthearted laugh.

When Gary turns around, his eyes are bright and dopey as he signs a soft "Good morning, love."

The kiss that comes after is sweet and slow. He wants to savour it all, even if he's done this thousands of times, every day, every time they're together. He'll always await the next thousands that will come after.

He can't stop the smile that stretches onto his face as he sinks himself deeper into Gary's warmth.

"I love you," he says. And it's easy and familiar, words that have practically become embossed on his tongue.

It's a Monday morning. The sun spills through the early skies and onto the living room floors, lighting their home in a soft glow.

When Simon sits at the table across from Gary, peeling fruit, knowing that it will be his most bothersome task today, he feels content.

He hasn't flinched in years.

In the back of their closet lies the masks they'd long discarded and have eons ago become distant memories.

He hasn't been "Ghost" in years, nor Gary "Roach."

They'll lounge on the living room couch once they've finished their meal, and with Gary's head relaxed over his lap, Simon will think about how peace is real because he hasn't felt fear in years, and his fingers have long outgrown their itch for a weapon. And he also knows this because when he looks into his lover's eyes, he feels only happiness

There are still bad days, of course. No one lives through the horrors they've been through and leaves it all behind unscathed.

Sometimes, he wakes up with the faint taste of gasoline at the back of his throat, and all of a sudden, he's back on the battlefield, thrashing around, desperate for an escape from the fire on the skin.

But Gary's with him, and he holds onto Simon until the nightmares retreat into the back of his mind. Simon will do the same for him–every time.

He'll endure those nightmares many more if it means he gets to keep this life.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

There's an almost amused grin on Gary's face, and Simon supposes he must look a tad funny, staring so lost in thought while peeling an orange. His rough, callused hands that have previously only been used to kill now handle fruit and vegetables with a gentle care, and strangely enough, it just feels right.

"Just lamenting, love."

Gary's smile takes on a softer look, reminiscent, and he reaches a hand across the table to link with Simon's. "Despite everything that's happened, I'd do it all again," he signs.

The fear, the chaos and violence, the betrayal and gunshots, the fire–all that pain condensed into two people who found each other at the centre of everything wrong with the world. Simon would do it all again as well if it meant he'd have Gary at his side.

Instead of responding, Simon stands up, dropping the orange on the table and walking over to Gary's side. Keeping their hands intertwined, Simon pulls the other up, bringing his other hand to gently card through Gary's hair as he pushes their lips together for what will definitely not be the last time that day.

When they break apart, Simon can't help but stare into loving, green eyes. He would joke that Gary looks like a lovestruck fool, but he suspects he looks much the same.

This life that they've built for themselves had felt so unreachable years back. The Simon back then, with his ever-growing crushing weight of anger and fear that seemed to consume his entire world, would've never fathomed that he could've become someone like this–normal.

Later, they'll go to the town market for groceries and maybe have mediocre burgers at the nearby diner. They'll return home and lounge on the couch watching cliché chick flicks and unrealistic action movies. Tomorrow they'll visit MacTavish and Price and laugh over shitty beers together at the local pub.

They'll do normal, boring people things in their normal, boring people house, living their normal, boring people lives.

Simon wouldn't have it any other way.

He's happy.

[beeholyshit]

I never properly said how they met so...

[boomerang109]

i’ve been telling my school for at least the last six months to hire me as a stage manager. now that rehearsals officially start THIS WEEK, guess who came crawling back

[spacedlexi]

so theres these 2 zombie apocalypse daughters and im a disappointed parent who plays favorites

[gideonisms]

See I think if I'd been born a guy I wouldn't be this pathologically avoidant trying to plan my career because there are plenty of situations you can find as a cis man where you just Do Tasks in awkward silence and you can get to those as a woman but you have to go through the rings of hell socializing first and then besides, a lot of those jobs already have so many men that you stand out when the whole point was you Don't want to do that

[babykittenteach]

2023 in review! I made an effort to try more things and it worked mostly (at least for TV and movies). New things, new-to-me things, and new installments of old things all had characters to love even if I didn't necessarily feel fannish about them, and I'm hoping 2024 does, too.