#okaye yes

[starkayezer]

how to talk to my mutuals

[cloudy-moth]

Just finished diamond is unbreakable and i am madly in love

[camprell-art]

Does your king boo (purple) ever sound like the king boo in the games?

Yes! Sometimes when he laughs and sometimes when he's really pissed. He also has an extremely ugly laugh that sounds a lot like how he sounded in the first game which is the superior voice in my opinion. I'll give the fun headcanon that he does make an "okayer" voice just so he doesn't sound like the monster under your bed all the time, and that would explain why he loses the nice voice when he's angry. uwu

[anglercrit]

Also your idea of sons of sins would allow the offspring being likeable, while the sins are vicuous.

Amadeous has sex with everyone without condom or care and end up with millions of children

But he only cares of one as a heir.

A criticismo of beelzebub is that shes a sin of gluttony, but yhen asks Loona to check on blitz because she's worried.

If she was a daughter of beezwbub it would be okayer for her to not be vicious and care for people in her parties.

Yes!!!! TBH at this point I kinda wish this show was just about the children of the seven deadly sins hanging out and maybe trying to improve Hell for the hellborns/focus on the idea of redemption for sinners. Maybe they’re all the virtues in comparison (Charlie being Humility, Beelzebub’s kid being temperance and Asmodeus’ son being Chastity). At this point I really should just write my own series LMAO

[wizisbored]

wip wednesday sentences for 18/12/24

the running iron @thevagabondexpress @asha10100101010 @laneboyheathens

“You two are going to take this car down to the crew at the end of the line. Easy job, just follow the track. Understood?”

Beetlejuice grunts. The filly just stares.

“Hey, kid?” he calls across the track. “You ever started a cart before?”

Her wide eyes snap over to him. “No,” she says quietly.

“Right. I’m gonna count us in, and on three you’re gonna put your weight into that collar and get us moving.”

be right back @kalira @spindoctor3875

“I’m not supposed to let anyone see this.”

“Yeah, well, as far as the rest of the Kingdom is concerned I’m dead,” Nimona counters. “Can’t spill government secrets to a dead guy, right? Plus I probably already know everything in there, I just wanna see what you’ve got.”

He seems to ponder this for a moment. “...I guess it’s only fair that I at least tell you as much as I’ve told Ballister,” he concludes.

its not me @eriquin @auburnlaughter @tamsinswriting @somefishycat

Nimona would swallow, if she was still capable of swallowing. Instead she wipes the drool from her chin. Her phone is already shaking in her hands.

What kind of important?

The typing indicator reappears, and proceeds to bounce around in the corner of her screen for an inhumanely long handful of seconds.

Medical and legal.

Nimona stares at that for a long moment. Is it just her head, or is that incredibly ominous?

Not really but I’m not getting any okayer

Is that a yes on talking now?

I guess.

A knock on the bedroom door startles Nimona back into reality. She sinks a little further under her duvet.

blood red @twyrewolf

As soon as he’s on she’s walking, and not wanting her to start complaining he immediately draws his gun, finding the action a lot more comfortable now he’s got a saddle under him.

“That bush there,” she says, nodding towards the vegetation. “That’s your first target.”

dorm 4 @rainy-weather-supremacy @meggiejolly @oriharaizayadividesintoslytherin @whimsicalmeerkat @sarosthewizarddude @catboy-jupiter

You’ve had fifteen years. You should be the best person left alive at this.

“Fine,” she says instead. “If it’s such a struggle, I’ll put you out of your misery.” And she hangs up. Briefly, she hears her dad calling her name from behind the door, but she’s already turning the music up even louder. Prudence and Bertha are still on the group chat, she can see new notifications popping up, but neither recounting her argument with her dad nor pretending it didn’t happen sound all that pleasant. So she puts her phone down, stares up at the ceiling, and tries to let the music drown out any thought she could have.

Of course, the thoughts get through anyway. Shouldn’t she want her dad to say he missed her? He thought about her while she wasn’t around, isn’t that the kind of thing that’s supposed to make people feel all warm and fuzzy? It proves he actually cares, right? No, she decides, because it still doesn’t feel like he cares. Why should she care if he missed her while he told Delia how she cried in chapel? How’s she supposed to appreciate him wanting to see her if he’s just going to palm her off on her life coach? He made her come home because he wants to see his kid, she decides, rather than wanting to spend time with her. There’s a difference. She should tell him that next time he knocks on the door.

[phosphorus-12]

Wakfu AU Chapter 4

Yesss my lovelies, it has returned. Sorry for the wait, I hated myself too much to write, but I'm okayer now so here you go!

Chaos. Chaos everywhere.

Coqueline whistled and the animals fled. The trappers flailed about, trying to catch them, but were unsuccessful. The two ran into the clearing and started yelling. They distracted the trappers further than they already were with the fire. Soon, the animals had all fled.

“See ya!” Coquiline sprinted into the woods. “Good luck!”

The fire was slowly but surely calming down, and Yugo thought that this was the perfect time to leave. That was when the trappers found the baby boowolf that had somehow gotten left behind.

They had surrounded it, the tallest with an odd-looking chain in his hands. He was getting prepared to tie it up.

Oh hell no.

Yugo dropped through a portal and came out going for the tall man. Someone else hit him at the same time.

And it was war.

They all fought each other, not knowing who to go for. Yugo fell on the ground and saw the boowolf running for the treeline, nobody else noticing. He internally congratulated it, glad someone was getting out of this. He felt his ankle being latched to someone else’s. Suddenly, a man caught on fire and ran away, the rest of the group following, trying to put him out. As they disappeared into the treeline, he turned to look at who was next to him. 

Adamai.

That explains the fire.

He felt the ground crack and realized where they were. 

The cliff. With the waterfall. They fell into the water, and he couldn’t see anything. He couldn’t do much else other than thrash around and try not to drown.

He felt himself fall. They were going down, down, down.

They crashed into the water. Yugo swam up, dragging his brother behind him. He made it to the surface and swam for the edge of the river. As he climbed up, so did Adamai. The dragon walked away a bit but was pulled back a little by the chain that apparently wrapped around their ankles. It was the same one that the trappers tried to use on that boowolf. Adamai turned, glared at him, and yelled:

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! ARE YOU STUPID?! I HAD THEM! AND NOW LOOK!” He gestured to his ankle, which was still attached to Yugo’s. “WE’RE STUCK AND IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!”

Yugo hadn’t slept in days, he was dirty and hungry, and he had just fought about ten people and fell off a cliff. Now Adamai was shouting at him. Suffice it to say, he was not backing down today.

“MY FAULT?” He yelled back. “YOU’RE THE ONE WHO SET THE CLEARING ON FIRE AND RUINED MY PLAN!”

“YOU RUINED MINE! I WAS GOING TO SET ALL OF THEM FREE WHILE THEY WERE DISTRACTED!”

“NO, I WAS-”

“I DON’T CARE, YOU RUINED MY PLAN! YOU JUST RUIN EVERYTHING!”

“I DO NOT YOU LITTLE-”

Adamai jumped at him and they started fighting. They couldn’t get far apart, so Yugo didn’t even try to get away. He just kept fighting.

They punched each other, kicked and shoved, and Adamai even ripped his hat.

Yugo and Adamai eventually kicked each other apart and sat with their backs to each other.

“I can’t believe you,” Adamai muttered. “We’re all wet.”

“How is that my fault?”

“We just fell off a cliff.”

“Oh, really?” Yugo turned his head with wide eyes as he raised his eyebrows. “I didn’t notice.”

“Oh, don’t you start on me,” Adamai growled. “Why are you acting like this?”

“We just fell off a cliff.”

“Oh my-”

“Well, we have to figure out a way to get out of this,” Yugo gestured to the chain. “Can you shapeshift small enough to get out?”

“No, it’s a magical chain.”

“Of course it is.”

“Yeah, I can’t do that, but I can still breathe fire.” He side-eyed Yugo. “And I’m not spending another second attached to you.”

As he was facing away from him, Yugo tested something out. Yes, he could still make portals! Sweet!

“Uh, Ad, you don’t need to,” he stood up to face his brother.

“Shut up.” Adamai got ready to breathe fire on the chain. He was fireproof, so he’d be fine.

“Ad, wait-”

“Shut up!” He breathed in. Yugo grabbed the chain to try and give it some more slack than three inches, but it wasn’t working.

“Ad, seriously, wait-”

“SHUT UP!”

“ADAMAI!” He blew on the chain and felt …nothing. The chain did not melt away. He was so mad now. He didn’t want to be here, especially not with him! He stopped blowing while Yugo started yelling about something.

“Well now what?!” he yelled. “I’m stuck out here, chained to you!”

He turned away from his twin in anger.

“What were you even doing out here?!”

“Looking!” Yugo’s voice sounded strangled.

“For WHAT?!”

“YOU!” Yugo screamed, sounding like he was… crying? He had sounded mad though. Well, not mad, just, upset. He looked at his twin and-

Yugo was

He was cradling his hands.

Oh. OH.

“Oh. Oh my-” He crouched down to his brother, unsure of what to do. “Yugo, Yugo let me see your hands-”

“No!” He hid them further, tears rolling down his face.

“Yugo, please!” Adamai certainly didn’t know where this had come from, a moment ago, he was yelling at his brother, but those thoughts were pushed to the back of his mind as he began to panic.

Yugo thrust his hands out toward him, unable to bear it.

Oh, these burns were bad. They looked like second-degree burns, which was not good.

He couldn’t treat these. He would need actual bandages, not just the mud-covered clothes that Yugo wore. These could get infected if not treated properly. If he got an infection, he could lose his hands. He couldn’t lose his hands.

They needed to find an Eniripsa.

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[milestonekestrel]

fanfiction word ask game: "scream"

hhhheeh okaye,,,,,,

Theres a few actually! good choice! here:

“YE BETTER FUCKING SURVIVE THIS!” That’s what Addair screamed.

As the skywalk crumbled, and threw Caz and the rest of the ghosts backwards, that's what he screamed.

And they were all screaming.

Thrashing and kicking and screaming.

 It still screamed his name.

[monstermoviedean]

no question here, but your post about how dean isn’t really happy and how sam prioritizes his needs has gotten me thinking and i just think it’s fun to talk about, so i just wanna keep looking at how dean was written post tombstone from a watsonian perspective:

and like you’ve probably already thought about this, but yeah i think dean thinks he owes sam his “okay”ness. i mean. yes we all know that cas represents faith for dean, so getting cas back is super important, but as you pointed out, he’s still not actually totally okay (he still feels that grief for cas, plus mary and crowley). but he told sam that he needed a win to feel better, and then they got cas back, and like he said, that’s a pretty big win… so sam expects him to be better yes, but i think dean’s also thinking smth like, i got my win so now i owe it to sam to be better cause he supported me for all that time ((eh)) and now i have to focus on sam. it’s like you said: it’s a prioritization of needs, and the writers, sam, and dean all do it.

sorry if this is just regurgitating stuff you and others have already said, but it’s still interesting, i think :))

OOH!!!!!! oh this is so interesting!!! thank you for opening this convo because YES.

so i hadn't thought specifically about dean owing sam his okayness but i think you're 100% right! i think we can connect that to how dean acts the way he thinks sam wants him to act. many examples but i talked about it in 13x12 last night. i can't seem to add a link to the post but essentially dean is leaning hard into dumb big brother to help sam feel a sense of normalcy and comfort.

someone else (i cannot for the life of me remember who) pointed out how when things are bad, sam needs dean to be okay. sam relies on dean to model feelings for him so sam doesn't have to grapple with his own feelings. and i think the best evidence of this dynamic is actually its absence during early s13 and just how fucked up it feels to see dean refusing to sugarcoat things, unable and unwilling to pretend everything is fine. so sam takes up the "being okay" mantle. he does try, i'll give him that. but he can't come up with a lot of strategies in order to make things okay. mostly he just denies that there's any sort of problem. it doesn't work for dean, nor should it.

so yes, when dean appears to be okay, everyone treats him like he is. he takes back the "being okay" mantle from sam without objection or complaint. to be clear, i have a lot of sympathy for sam here! he's going through it! but i remain frustrated by the way the show assumes dean will be fine and so papers over the things that are very clearly not fine. dean's time in hell, how everyone treated him in s6 and s7, telling cas he needed him and cas ghosting, feeling responsible for the gadreel situation, kevin's death, charlie's death, mary's disappearance, crowley's death, cas' death...none of these really get resolved. dean appears to move on because that's what everyone in his life expects from him. that's what the writers expect from him.

one win, no matter how huge, does not magically cancel out all the losses. and i do think earlier seasons devoted more screen time to feeling, experiencing, and processing the losses in a way that felt like acknowledgement, if not healing.

[murray---adam]

WHAT IM JUST SAYING !!!! have you Seen my dad ? have you seen him ? At all ? Because i love him but damn man .

/Hey gabe ? Ttheres a kid. Who says his nnames sun and if he goes back to normal sun mode he'll kill me . How good are you with kids...?

I've raised three.

[jaggedwolf]

pll rewatch 2x07

Can you believe this episode is called “Surface Tension” and yet there is no noted swimmer Paige McCullers on-screen? (Yes, I know exactly when my fave will return from the war, but still.)

While Hanna beams that a broken pipe == Hannily sleepovers 4eva, Aria and Spencer share a look implying they know exactly how incompatible the two as roomies are

Not only does Emily make nice breakfast for the Marins, she does so after a run. Emily has been awake for hours.

Caleb is less amenable to Hanna being his sugar mommy than Toby is to Spencer being his sugar mommy. Formulating a ranking of liar love interests’ okayness with that 

Our sheltered suburb girls are so concerned about the sketchiness of his phone business. Like what is he even doing that is that bad. Jailbreaking phones? Letting them mimic other numbers? Throwing in some ringtones?

Ashley & Ella get to have a conversation going hey, pretty fucked up shit’s been happening to our daughters huh? BTW Peter Hastings sucks. Just some mom bonding.

Emily comments that she’s bumped up her training and that practice has been kicking her butt, and I will take this opportunity to theorize about what Paige has been up to. Is she closing in on Emily’s times, given that she is not suffering from A? She was also granted the power of swimming for one’s self last season, while now Emily is hyperfocused on the scout

The detail here is that Emily isn’t necessarily afraid of being caught. The offer A sent to Pam was conditional on Emily staying MVP and anchor. Slacking off and missing either role once would be enough for Emily to bullshit about not meeting the conditions.

But of course that is not how Emily’s mind operates. She is trying to make up for the guilt of lying to the parents by making herself worthy of every scholarship in the world

At the Montgomery dinner party, Aria volunteers to babysit for the couple who recently had a baby.

I buy that, Aria is the only one of the liars who would babysit and enjoy it. She’ll use the cash to buy more horrific feather earrings. 

When Alison says maybe she’s interesting in someone interested in field hockey, Spencer goes 🤔 but boys don’t play field hockey. Alison is talking about Ian but Spencer...honey...

Oh 14 year old car-hacking Caleb backstory that I have zero memory of. My main thought here is that we should all imagine said sad teen hacker Caleb getting adopted by the Leverage crew, they would be like oh we shall arrange a nice normal family for you and he’s like 😠I want to keep hacking with you guys Hardison has some cool shit

Spencer's so fucking frightened at her dad burning the hockey stick. She hates the idea of him thinking she killed Alison, she hates even more the idea of him thinking she planted it there to get attention (again), and she is now fully fixated on the answer being Jason! In the backyard! With the hockey stick! That her dad’s refusal to explain his animosity towards Jason or the burning of the stick crawls into her brain and sends it into a tizzy

Like haha did you think Spencer could get to have a normal time in her house now that Ian is out of the picture? Nope! 

Peter is also tipsy here, with mussed up hair and a loosened tie and my dude, did you brood in your house over the hockey stick for hours only to burn it right as your daughter appeared in the living room? 

He totally did

Aria is so laser focused on the Jenna/Garrett of it all that she does not notice at all Mike’s rant includes the phrase “I wanted a gun so I could get out of here.” Very scary phrase

Oh, also Ella and Byron suck for not sending all of their dinner guests out the door before leaving to get Mike, and instead have their teen daughter continue to host in this very awkward situation? Aria’s even the only one to verbalize it would very weird for Mike to come back to the house while guests are still there! 

Aria thinks of herself as the third adult of the Montgomery household but I’m scared that her parents think that too

Okay so which do you think Pam would disapprove of more? Emily living in the Marin house where she witnesses Tom/Ashley along with Hanna, or Emily living in the Montgomery house where their teen son was the one doing the local burglaries

[jeremiahtwo]

oh thank goodness anyways can you send yes man over i need to suck their flat face

who da freak … okaye. love wint

[nautiscarader]

Are you okay?

For a certain definition of okayness,yes.

[astranite]

vent post because I am a mess and i've just got to stick it all somewhere. I don't even know what or why I'm putting it here. Just there is way too much inside my head.

(trying to stick all of my intensely personal bullshit under a cut)

Just a whole pile of stuff. (this isnt even the half of it). A whole bunch of things I thought i was okay about but maybe I'm really not. And that maybe my whole scale of okayness is kinda fucked up. And i seem to randomly swing from telling myself this is fine to no wait its all pretty fucked up. Basically that meme of the dog in the on fire house going this is fine. Welcome to everything is on fire but we're not freaking out about it because we're past that point. But sometimes it feels honestly okay and then something else hits.

Nothing in my life is even that bad. I'm getting my shit together. Its probably better than it has been in a while (or maybe its not, i dont know). I'm making positive progress towards the future. I drafted a job application. I'm trying to unfuck my tertiary studies. I literally keep telling myself I'm an adult, even though I feel like a fuck up kid still.

I just want to move the hell out. So I'm making steps towards it. Not because its bad, bad. More conflicting access needs I guess. And I feel trapped here and on guard and responsible for everything. Or Im just a problem or have problems because clearly everyone else is fine but that's probably not a great way to think.

Not sure what I'm feeling right now. Actually mostly just numb and vaguely ill. Yay for crushing down all your emotions until you can't feel them any more. Because, yeah, I can't be upset about things. It scares and worries people and I'm already way too intense.

And when I do it, i seem calm and fine to people, and hey neither crying nor panicking has be a good thing. Except I'm blank when I know I'm upset or would be, and its not fine. Honestly probably a bit messed up. Huh.

(I know its not good for me. I am so very aware of this) (i know hiding stuff is literally one of my biggest 'things are getting bad' red flags)

I'd probably be way more okay if I was crying and yelling and getting mad about stuff. Instead of just quietly, calmly imploding. Or walking around and smiling and acting normal. (its only sometimes, not all the time. And just happens to be right now)

Also past shit keeps metaphorically walking up to me, and maybe I didn't process it great. because its evidently still bothering me even though its years ago.

(Yes, realising some of this stuff was a That moment when you're writing and you realise that wow character has a whole bunch of issues. Then that was at least 50-70% me.)

I do keep picking myself up from the floor over and over because I'm too stubborn not to.

Also: I'm so sick of being misgendered by family. Like they do support me and are trying with different pronouns. But getting it right barely any of the time. And if I call them out on it to correct them, then they get upset. So I just have to put up with it silently, and yeah, she's trying, so I feel like I can't be upset about it but it still hurts, and maybe its not good enough. And I don't even know whether I could change my name, at least not without upsetting peopl, I've been told "please don't change you name, I like your name" but I don't even know if it feels like me. It's like people are supportive, but being nonbinary or trans or anything isn't actually a valid option. They/them isn't that hard if you practice it and even if it is it's still very much important to me. And none of them think of me as such which is maybe the problem. Except my friends, who actually do get it right which is nice.

I guess I'm struggling. And also all my friends and family have way too much of their own stuff going on.

So stupid vent post yelling into the void, it is then. Maybe I'm just being dramatic about it all.

I'd say I'm okay and don't worry (if anyone's even fucking reading this) but that would probably be more concerning. But I'll survive this like I survived every other fucking thing the universe has thrown at me.

(and I will and have asked for help, so stuff is at least sort of getting sorted, because this is not my first mental health rodeo.)

[sonicpilled]

wait bowie i dognt knwo if u answered a quesiton liek thsis befroe but are u okaye with ur art being used as a picture 4 a rentry (WITH CREDITS OFC) ^_^ if not that is fine!

hii!! umm yes Of Course!! i gues it kinda depends on which art though…… better to maybe dm me About it!

[nonadjacent]

this shit i made in like 10th grade when my art skills were way more ass than today (still ass but okayer)

nobody:

what i thought of when the guarffiti moment was no more at episode 4:

YES I AM WELL AWARE THAT IT SAID “JOLLO” [졸로] INSTEAD OF “SOLLO” [솔로] I WAS BAD AT HANGUL.

[the-rookinator-3000]

woe gary be upon ye

(i can make you a rookie / jpg one if you want tooo :-) )

YEHEYY i dont even play mc that much BUT THANK U!!!

(also u dont have to ... its okaye)