#not gonna cry not gonna cry

[pessimisticfvck]

Jenn, there were so many things you couldn’t change. The relationship between you and your dad? He fucked up big time, and I mean BIG TIME. The fact that you’ve talked to him since the incident is a testament to you and how much you’ve healed. The relationship between you and your Mom was toxic, but there isn’t anything you can do if your parents are abusive. It’s not surprising you turned to dr*gs and such, and i don’t think you should blame yourself for them too much. You’re in a different (&

”(2) I hope better) place now, where you’re not in danger of being SAed. You survived horrendous situations, and while the behavior may not have been the healthiest, it certainly wouldn’t have happened is all the other shit didn’t happen. Don’t be ashamed of yourself.”

you’re absolutely right, i couldn’t have changed but oh god how i wish lol. i’m happy i have a better relationship with my whole family now, but the past will always haunt me in a way you know? i’ll never know the feeling of living carefree teenage years :( i wouldn’t necessarily say my mom was abusive in any type of way, my dad emotionally though, which contributed to my mom not knowing how to react so she stepped back and was scared to defend me at some times. but it’s not like that now, not with mom or dad <3 i feel like growing up and becoming an adult changed everything for the better in a way.

thank u for this ask and yes i sure do feel much better nowadays compared to then- specifically the substance abuse days. i however opened up to the girl i talk to at the psych clinic how i’m getting concerned about my alcohol consumption again, so i have to start focus on that again, i can’t remember the last time i drank without completely blacking out and waking up with no bruises and nothing broken, tragic😭

pls take care, you’re amazing🤍

[beif0ngs]

Over the Garden Wall 10th Anniversary stop motion short by creator Patrick McHale and Aardman Animations

[ameba-from-space]

[aropride]

putting this under the cut so you all have the same emotional experience i just did

[bloominglegumes]

LETS GO

[mydairpercabeth]

just saw the most heartbreaking annabeth take from ep 3

[slinkiezz]

I’m so upset rn, and making memes is better than crying

[cloowwwwn]

Oh crap…guys…I think…I have a new hyperfixation..

[lemeduartes]

My lil sister just showed me the Mystery Shack she build from scratch using pizza boxes and I'm literally so proud of her that I have to share it here

[evanezco]

Pitfighter Vi

Which one is your fav?

[sanjiaftersex]

being a sanji fan is an intense experience because it takes you like 200 episodes to finally understand why sanji's eyes turned lifeless for a flickering moment at those words

[teddybeartoji]

“look at me, hm?”

toji's voice is barely above a whisper, his words softer than ever. with his hands circled around your middle, he stands there behind you, his chest glued against your back like a big bear. his heavy head rests on your shoulder, eyes locked onto yours in a quiet plea. you think you hear a pout in his tone. 

but you don’t give him a reaction, gaze locked onto the vegetables on the cutting board in front of you.

you’re upset with him and toji feels like he's dying.

all of this just because you're jealous.

because the love of his life is jealous. 

toji only spared her a glance, brushing her off and saying that his partner is waiting for him – she’s the one that went on and on, talking about the milk carton in his hands as if toji had never seen it before. but little do you know, every single word that spilled from the stranger, went in one ear and right out the other – toji couldn’t be less interested in anybody other than you. if you were to crack open his head and take a look around, it’d be all you. you and your laugh, you and your eyes, you and your hands, you and your hobbies. you and you and you. even when he was standing there with the milk carton in his hand, the only thing on his mind was how he’s going to watch you chomp down a big bowl of cereal the next morning. 

you just happened to see the moment the woman leaned closer with a charming smile on her lips and her hand on his forearm while saying her goodbye, and that was enough for the ugly thoughts to bully themselves into your head.

even though you trust toji, you know he doesn’t entertain any flirting attempts that might come his way, but sometimes… sometimes you just can’t help but feel that you might not be enough. what if he did think the woman was more beautiful, or maybe he did find the guy, who asked for his help at the gym the other day, hot? what if he found them more interesting than you, what if he feels himself stuck to you against his will? 

you heard your own words swimming around in your head and cringed at yourself, ashamed that you were letting that weird growth of jealousy torment you.

but it had already taken root. 

that evil, ugly little thing in the back of your mind. and you couldn’t shake it.

not on your own at least. 

toji had made his way over to you, taking his place by your side while squinting at the little piece of paper in his hands. but you were quiet, more so than usual, and toji isn’t stupid – he might not be the best with feelings and emotions, but he does know you. 

he could tell just by the way you avoided his gaze, the way you started to shorten your answers. the way you pulled away and into yourself – he watched you disappear into your own head right in front of his eyes and he hated it. 

but not wanting to push any wrong buttons here in public, he swallowed your silence with a heavy heart and guided you to your car with a hand on your lower back. he’s not as afraid as he used to be – he isn’t as scared to step into your space, now knowing that this is just what you need sometimes. a little push, a little nudge, to break free from the vines of envy and jealousy and doubt. he’ll burn them, he’ll cut you free. 

the car ride home was quiet. with your head rested against the window and eyes set on the passing buildings and cars, toji found himself stealing glances at you every chance he got. oh, how he hated the pout on your lips, the very same one you’re wearing now. all he wanted to do was to take you into his arms and kiss you, hold you. to make you laugh. to make you forget every single thing that has ever bothered you.

toji let you simmer for exactly ten minutes, just enough for you to change into your pyjamas and to wash up before deciding on your distraction – the dishes. he snuck up on you as silently as he could; the tips of his fingers itched to feel your skin under them, his ears tired from the silence in the apartment. the sigh that you let out as he pressed himself flush against you, sounded better than anything before. toji had already started to miss you in those twenty minutes you were away from him. 

“please… “

it’s not often you get to hear that word, especially in that tone, so it’s hard for you to ignore the stuttering of your poor, sensitive heart. his nose nudges against your cheek and you put down the knife to lean into him on instinct; with your hands on top of his, your bodies mold together like pieces of a puzzle. 

“you know you’re the only one for me…” 

the words form in the back of his mouth and roll from his tongue like a low purr. they’re coated in something sweet, in something only you get to see and feel. his arms tighten around you and you know he means it. his heart beats against your back, as nervous as it is confident. he’s sure about his statement but a part of him is still scared that you won’t have him. that you’ll leave him. 

“she talked about the milk, that’s all she did, sweetheart.” gently, he sways your bodies side to side, letting the warmth of his body engulf you as he ropes you back to him.

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

“do you believe me?”

it’s something you’ve been practicing in order to get rid of any remaining specks of doubt. it goes both ways; he trusts that you’ll say what’s on your mind and you do the same. 

honesty. 

raw and real.

“yes.”

toji lets out a little puff of air through his nostrils, a wave of relief settling into his body. he knows it’s not over just yet, but it’s a start.

“can i kiss you?”

toji’s mossy green eyes meet yours for the first time in what feels like forever and all he can think about is how much you mean to him. his darling, his baby. he’s not one to be a sap, but hell, when it comes to you, he’s more than willing to drop to his knees and recite love poems for you if that’s what you’d like. anything and everything. 

he watches your eyes flick down to his mouth and then back up again and the little nod you give him is more than enough for him to finally press his lips to yours in a needy, hungry kiss. you melt into each other – skin against skin, tongue against tongue, it just feels right. the spark between you is still there, burning brighter than ever after all the time you’ve spent together. over hills and mountains, through lakes and rivers – nothing is too much or too little for the two of you to conquer together. he’ll be there for you and you’ll be there for him. 

“‘m all yours, sweetheart.”

his hushed words slip right between your lips and slither their way down your throat. inside, they bloom and they flourish. they overtake the rotting weeds that were growing there before and you feel it. you feel it happen. he breathes into you and you become alive again.

"i love you."

[lmskitty]

You know what always messes me up emotionally with satosugu???

The fucking Toji and Geto fight where Geto realises Gojo is dead.

Like the soundtrack is incredible for Hidden Inventory but we do NOT talk about this scene enough?!? About that INSANELY beautiful part in "With Rage" which just feels like the perfect representation of Geto's breakdown and anger in song.

Like THE RAGE.

I remember watching this and like legit sobbing because hes so reserved but here he loses it and doesn't hold back and even then he realises it's just not enough. He's not enough. Riko died in front of him, he thinks Gojo is dead and then he loses to Toji and finds out Gojo survived but he's not right, he's changed. Like the Gojo pre and post that is very different.

Like we talk about Gojo feeling like Geto died a long time before he had to kill him but do you ever think Geto felt like Gojo had already died to him too? That it didn't matter that Gojo had come back because to Geto he lost everything that day and knew he would never be able to get it back.

[chloesimaginationthings]

In every FNAF universe William Afton can't count

[a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual]

Like the majority of society I’m obsessed with Nimona

And I rewatched it a million times and one thing always sticks out to me 

There are moments when Ambrosius is surrounded by light like a little protective bubble 

That keeps him away from the man he loves more than anything 

[tamaharu]

these days, every link is just a few typos away from leading to catboy kyoya. so watch out.

[ID: A quote tweet by @/cursedwebsite that reads, "last night, one of our elected officials accidentally deleted a character on her tinyurl link and tweeted this out."

The quote tweeted tweet is by Jeanne Kohl-Welles @/kcckohlwelles. It reads, "🎶 Baby it's cold outside! 🎶 So cold that King County Metro Transit is temporarily closing some routes and activating its Emergency Snow Network (ESN) in anticipation of what could be a major ice storm tonight and tomorrow. Here is a list of impacted routes: tinyurl.com/ycxdjad."

The image that the tinyurl link leads to is an illustration of Kyoya Ootori from Ouran High School Host Club as a shirtless catboy in a sultry pose. /end ID]