#resisti

[ragazzoarcano]

[persa-tra-i-miei-pensieri]

Stai tranquilla ti prego, non lasciare a questi momenti di sconforto di distruggerti, ripetiti sempre che un giorno tutto questo dolore che senti avrà un senso, quello di essere riuscita a superarlo e di aver trovato il tuo vero posto nel mondo, la tua serenità, un giorno tutto questo dolore non sarà più presente sarà solo un brutto ricordo ti prego non smettere mai di crederci, ti prego non essere così dura con te stessa, non farti soffocare dai sensi di colpa, non farti pietrificare dalle tue paure, trova la forza di andare avanti, di reagire, ti prego.

[foreverblondie23]

[lospalatoredinuvole]

A volte mi chiedo perché continuo a stare qui...

[vorreisparireunpo]

Appena io mi affeziono, loro spariscono... perché va sempre così?

[sentimentalismi]

non commuoverti m non piangere ti prego

[primepaginequotidiani]

PRIMA PAGINA El Pais di Oggi domenica, 18 agosto 2024

[a-silent-bear]

Ripetiti che sei una bella persona. Ripetiti che sei una bella persona. Ripetiti che sei una bella persona. E così in loop. Non mollare mai.

[sadness26sworld]

• Andrew Faber •

[sa-mun]

Ti diranno che ti sei persa,

proprio quelle persone

a cui mostri il tuo amore,

ma che pensano che sei diversa.

Tu però pensa,

a tutte quelle sofferenze

da cui sei emersa.

Perché ora la felicità ti è concessa

mentre la loro nel vuoto si è dispersa.

Dunque non scappare da questo mondo, ma resta.

Sa Mun

[treel]

I made some Resisty charms! Now Dib can wear one on his very masculine and not lame at all messenger bag.

[persa-tra-i-miei-pensieri]

Reagisci ti prego

Non buttare anche questa giornata

Non puoi permetterti di piangere tutto il tempo

Per cosa poi?

Sempre le solite cose, i soliti pensieri

Perciò a che serve piangere ancora?

Hai già pianto per questi motivi

Ok se ne sono aggiunti altri

Ma gira che ti rigira si riassumono tutti sempre nella stessa frase

"Non mi sento e non mi sentirò mai parte di questo mondo a che serve quindi lottare contro i mulini a vento, i miei stessi pensieri?"

Ti prego piccola asciugati queste lacrime

Abbracciati più forte

Datti quell'amore che hai sempre solo immaginato e che credo dovrai per sempre continuare solo a immaginartelo

Si stai impazzendo lo so perché finisci sempre per impazzire se ti parli da sola per consolarti

Resisti ancora ti prego

Hai tante cose da fare ma quelle cose in realtà sono realizzazioni di sogni, di tue passioni ... allora perché ormai le vedi solo come cose da dover spuntare dalla lista degli impegni da portare a termine? Perché eh piccola dimmelo ti prego

[l-ii-zz]

He’s such a Dad Nar 🥺 💛

[pennstram]

Promise Me

Finally. Zim has finally been given a worthwhile mission to prove himself to the others. To show he’s fully on their side. Zim is finally worthy. Yet Dib would not look at him. Since they left the bridge where they were briefed for the next mission Dib had grown quiet and cold.

His black coat fluttered innocently around his long legs as he stormed ahead of Zim. His hands clenched into fists at his side, the dark blue leather tight over his knuckles. He had the lock code for their sleeping quarters punched in before Zim even caught up to him.

“What has gotten into you?” Zim spat the second the door to their quarters slid shut. Dib let out a low growl as he ran one hand through his hair, the other presumably pressed against his eyes. Zim couldn’t see it where Dib was turned away from him but the stiff line of his shoulders said more than anything.

Dropping his hands, his goggles fell to the dresser.

Dib stripped his utility watch and gloves off next. They fell to the wooden top with a small thud. He picked up his glasses, before unceremoniously shoving them over his nose. The tense silence stretched between them.

Zim hated it. Hated how it made his spooch clench and his antenna flatten. How it made his skin feel too tight. His old Invader uniform was suffocating, clinging in ways his new one didn’t. He couldn’t breathe. “Di—“

“You can’t go, Zim.” Dib cut in as he leaned heavily against the dresser. His shoulders were trembling. “They’re insane.” He spat, and Zim could hear the panic rising in the back of his human's throat. “To send a defected Irken? Into the heart of the Armada? Anyone else. They could send literally anyone else but you.”

Zim let his claws unclench and his own tense shoulders fall. He took a breath. “They can’t and you know it. Zim is honored to serve the Resisty.” Dib jerked his head roughly to the side as Zim spoke. As if shaking off an annoying insect. “It is an ho—“

Dib spun around, eyes wild behind the round frames of his glasses. “It’s suicide!” He wailed, “When th—if they catch you they’ll destroy you. No hesitation!” The panic was growing as his voice rose. “Send someone else!”

The realization hit him with the force of the whole army. He was across the room in a matter of seconds, his smaller body immediately pressed along Dib’s back. His human shuddered as the sobs finally broke free. “I can’t lose anyone else.” He choked out.

“Zim will be fine.” Zim muttered, pulling on Dib’s coat just enough to make him face him. Watery gold eyes stared back. Zim was drowning.

“I can’t lose you, Zim.” Dib’s hand came up to gently cup his jaw. “Promise me you’ll stay safe.” He pressed their foreheads together.

Zim let himself be pulled forward into Dib’s space. Breathing in his warm breath. Dib’s kisses always felt like he was watching a supernova. “I will do everything in my power to come back to you, Dib-mate.”

This was supposed to be for @alt-zadr-b1tch3z Zadr week 2024— but life decided it had other plans and I didn’t have time. But it’s done now! I wanna do more with this AU ngl— probably will eventually

[hermajestytak]

Fun fact: The Resisty had a logo this ENTIRE time and I've seen nobody use it

[astrocorvus]

It’s Lard Nar!!

I really wanted to draw this guy in my style, so here ya go!

It’s our favorite (totally competent) resistance leader!