#oopsie daisies

[martybaker]

Writing fanfiction be like

‘Haha this isn’t about me, it’s just a fun fantasy scenario I came up with’

And then you open that document again and stare into a mirror

[ssssssggggggffffff]

[apollosbisexualass]

[During TLO]

Percy: Tell Kronos, I’ll surrender when pigs fly

Kronos: [Releases the Clazmonian Sow]

Percy:

Annabeth:

Percy: Well dam

[kroozship]

kind of just wanted to see him trip and die lol

[ghcstao3]

feeling evil today. cw MCD

angst but it’s a soulmate au where everyone is born without the ability to see colour, but upon meeting your soulmate you can see everything. the only thing is, if you’ve met your soulmate, gained all that colour—if they die after that, you slowly lose it, as well as your vision entirely.

>:)

Soulmates were common enough, sure, but it wasn’t something so common that someone would feel left out if they went their entire lives seeing in only black and white.

That’s Soap’s philosophy about it, anyway. If one never knows colour, then how can it be mourned? If it can’t ever really be imagined with the naturally-imposed state of being human, then why should Soap ever go to bed at night wishing, praying he could find whoever fate had assigned to him, if he ever so happened to encounter them.

It’s his philosophy, at least, until he meets Ghost.

Until he meets Ghost like they aren’t moments from heading toward a possible death, like they aren’t in the midst of soldiers and weapons and nighttime where colours would hardly ever be as vibrant as they could be. Until he meets Ghost and foolishly reaches out to touch him in greeting, and ends up stumbling as his eyes and brain and everything else are forced to adapt to new sights.

Ghost hides it better than he does, but the look he throws Soap’s way is entirely too telling.

They don’t talk about it until they’re finally home safe, after weeks of gruelling work and near-death, after they’ve had the chance to adjust to this new change in their life. They don’t talk about it until they’ve both come to the conclusion that they’re more than willing to try and follow what the universe had given them.

And it works. It works so well. Soap’s thrown aside his old mentality entirely for this new, incredible, wonderful thing, because he’s not sure how he’d feel, if he ever had to go back. If he ever had to lose this new liveliness to the world and return to grey, grey, grey.

But for men like them, men like him, he should’ve known such a good thing would have to come to an end. It’s a natural cycle.

It’s still upsetting, however, when Ghost dies in the field despite his insistence, his promise to make it out of all this alive. To escape the military one day, when they’ve both seen enough conflict and blood, once their souls have truly been tainted beyond repair.

Soap was supposed to retire with him, only a few months later when their contracts reached their ends, but instead finds himself renewing his own for however many years while Ghost’s body lies cremated, interred, dead and gone.

When colours suddenly begin to look less vibrant, Soap just attributes it to his general mood, as of late. To the numbness and anger and everything else he’s been surviving off of since Ghost’s death.

But then colours are sapped from his life entirely, suddenly and gradually all at once, and he realizes it’s just because his soulmate is dead. His soulmate is dead, and the universe has since realized that he is no longer deserving of its colours, its life.

He strains so hard to remember the colour of Ghost’s—Simon’s eyes in those moments it hits him hardest. Strains and fails to remember the pink of his lips, the colour of the freckles and beauty marks that littered his face. Soap can’t even remember the colour of the ink pen he uses to sketch.

Then his vision itself starts to decline. He doesn’t know why, is just suddenly terrified, losing the last of his eyes. The blur becomes too much, he has to be discharged from his career, all he’s ever truly known, and then Soap is at home with his parents and their eternally-grey hair until he can’t even see black and white anymore, and his life is over.

He’s blind. Years after Ghost’s death and he’s lost the love of his life and the colour it gave to him, he’s list his career over something he can’t control, something doctors call unfortunate but irreparable, incurable. Fated to go completely blind, they tell him, since losing his soulmate.

It happens, son. We’re sorry. You’re not alone.

But how could he know that? How could Soap believe that, when his entire world has been stolen from him?

He wishes he could return to his younger, naive self. Return to a world prior to Ghost, and everything that came with him.

Because he’d been right. He wouldn’t have ever felt left out, if he knew this was all his future would ever hold for him.

[paupersnail]

My little queen of hell, my malkavian Nyx.

[gebo4482]

Tom the postgirl

Cinematic Trailer

Website / Steam

[liittlecrow]

Now I want a piss video tho.

daww well guess what??! i quite honestly looooove pissing all over myself while i play with my clit….. and that is a pretty sight indeed, if i may say 🥰🥲🥹🥹🥹 teheheh. maybe you should just come say hi & find out

[dereliction-if]

The results of the mystery poll are in...

[orthotism]

first non-twst fanart on this account and it’s old art i finished upp,,,

[burgerspeople]

my laptop randomly closed out my browser while i was writing. like. excuse me laptop ghost that is rude

[indubitably-smol]

The character in your pfp looks cute. Tell me about em. :^]

Oh their name is Sasha! They're a little kitty that lives in a post-apocalyptic-y world without peepols and they travel around the abandoned nature-filled cities with their best friend Tar on a mysterious train that traverses along an abandoned railroad Kinda sona-ish kinda oc-ish baby they have a very cool cape

[c10v3r]

Can you draw Balloony?

I READ IT AS BALLOON SO U GET BOTH OF THEM

[bloopf1sh]

oops!

stayed up till 1 am and then woke up again at 5 and now it's almost 8 and im operating on not enough sleep and a headache!

OOPS 😧😧😧

[nyx-jade-plays-skyrim]

Got a bit too silly in KSP X3

[kyros-tha-soldier]

Okay but hear me out

Kyros in one of these

UPDATE:

Got bored while home alone and drew this and even made a bit of lore behind it.

"Protect and serve"

Or

"💅✨Protect and SeRRve 💁‍♀️💋"

lol

Kyros is unphased/doesn't care because he's a skirt man anyways. It's like how a surgeon wears that silly green robe to surgeries everyday. Kyros wears his skirt to work everyday...

I wanted to make it shorter but eh, it's just a sketch either way ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

BONUS:

The whole skirt thing, it was all Viola's idea btw 🤭

King Riku taking notes, he knows he HAS to trust his daughter because she's the only one fit to give him advice (yes, even non-fashion related advice)