#ripping my own skin off

[thaempo]

Had you killed me, everyone would have lived instead. How boring.

Lee Soo Hyuk as Go Bal Gi Queen Woo 우씨왕후, dir. Jung Se Kyo @asiandramanet september bingo: antagonist

[helenascorpse]

i need to beat gerard with a rock.

[padfootfm]

he  has  stilled,  even  his  hands  have  stopped  shaking.  when  is  the  last  time  that  sirius  has  felt  this  way?  it  is  false,  this  sense  of  peace  washing  over  him  like  a  warm  shower.  they�� say  it  is  him,  that  he  has  proven  himself  to  be  the  sirius  black  —  and  he  had  looked  at  them  with  wide,  near  childish  eyes,  asking  them  to  repeat  themselves.  is  he  him?  is  he  alive?  he  had  looked  to  these  larger  men  and  asked  them  again  and  again  to  help  him  understand  it.  he  is  sirius  black.  he  doesn't  want  to  be  sirius  black.  his  ears  prick,  though,  when  he  hears  his  name  muttered  quietly  between  two  of  them,  sirius  looking  up  with  those  same  terrified  eyes  feels  himself  float,  feels  as  though  he  dreams  when  they  say  remus  lupin.  “is  he  here?”  his  voice  is  suddenly  sharp,  watching  as  the  discussions  quieten  and  they  look  at  him,  the  scared  little  thing  that  he  is  —  is  this  what  they  had  hunted  all  that  time?  this  skinny,  small  man? 

they  say  something  about  grimmauld  place,  and  sirius  shakes  his  head.  “no.”  it  is  the  only  word  he  will  say,  repeated  again  and  again  in  that  familiar,  rebellious  nature  of  his.  once  they  tell  him  that  his  name  has  long  been  cleared,  he  sees  the  way  they  look  at  him  now  is  with  concern,  not  fear  or  hatred.  he  uses  it,  he  tells  them  to  bring  him  to  remus  lupin  now,  that  grimmauld  place  will  sit  empty  unless  they  give  him  what  he  wants. 

pale  fingers  clench  and  unclench  as  he's  led  to  him,  his  neck  is  stiff,  head  pounding.  they  let  him  into  a  room  and  there  he  is,  and  he  looks  the  same.  a  breath  shudders  free  of  him,  petite  limbs  relaxing  the  moment  their  eyes  meet  and  he  crosses  the  room  in  short,  swift  bounds.  his  arms  wrap  around  him,  and  sirius  feels  the  world  right  itself  the  moment  his  nose  buries  itself  in  his  best  friend's  neck,  a  call  back  to  that  night  in  the  shack  (  you'd  know  all  about  the  madness  within  )  when  they  had  forgiven  one  another  in  a  wordless,  stunning  moment.  it's  silent  for  a  moment,  he  thinks  the  world  pauses  for  them,  gives  them  a  second  to  catch  their  breath  —  for  their  hearts  to  synchronise  once  more.  he  has  wondered  since  he  was  fifteen  years  old  and  he  had  taken  him  by  such  surprise,  when  he  had  whispered  remus  and  the  entire  train  carriage  had  looked  at  him,  confused  by  the  weight  of  his  name  in  sirius's  mouth.

he's  gentle  like  he  is  with  no  one  else,  cradling  his  head  in  his  hands  as  he  holds  him  close,  and  feels  everything  right  itself.  “what  the  fuck?”  he  whispers  into  his  neck,  shaking  against  the  taller  man's  frame,  clinging  to  him  like  he  is  all  that  keeps  him  aloft.  “i  never  thought  i'd  see  you  again.  never…  never.  you're  okay.”  tears  spring  in  the  eyes  of  a  man  who  refuses  to  allow  others  to  see  him  cry,  laughing  softly,  wetly  as  he  pulls  back  to  look  at  him.  “you're  okay.”

@padfootfm

it was a harrowing fate, to be the last of your friends to survive. and remus had gone into the battle with the intent that he would give his absolute all, no matter the cost, even if that cost had been his life. there were so many nights under the full moon where remus had found himself enduring so many excruciating and lonely transformations where he'd be BEGGING for it all to end. to just die. james and lily were dead. sirius was in azkaban. peter was supposedly dead. remus wasn't sure what exactly he'd been living for. or rather who. until he was reunited with harry. and suddenly it all became clear again. harry, the trio and the rest of the students he had the pleasure of teaching, had helped remus to find the hope inside of him he was had certain died that night james and lily were murdered. they had awoken his will to fight and for that, he was forever in their debt. especially because it was through the trio that he got his favorite person back. his best friend. his lover? the person he can't believe whose character he ever doubted. the person he loved the most who he just . . . gave up on. though in his defense, he didn't JUST give up on sirius. remus had given up on everything. grievance had a sneaky way of altering your perception. still, remus would never forgive himself for how quickly he'd thrown his best friend under the bus. even if sirius had forgiven him. a flash of light spewed from antonin dolohov's wand and that was it for the life of remus lupin. or so he THOUGHT. the archway. the place that haunted his every living nightmare. where he finally lost him once and for all. it was only fitting that this would be the location of his own personal hell. remus was never the religious sort but somehow finding out that he'd been damned just made sense. still the sight of the fucking archway had the unique ability to paralyze him, eyes so quickly to well up with tears, guilt just as quickly to sweep over him. he's being escorted away but remus doesn't fight it, unable to make out any of the voices and words spoken. only able to think about HIM. the man he should have fought harder to save. he still isn't aware that he's not dead, once again an isolated room just made sense for remus's eternal damnation.

[hauntedfalcon]

there's no hiding a flame hand :)

[prettyboykatsuki]

Fang you are literally ruining my life. Being a friendly "older sister" figure in ness's life who inadvertently gets put into the position of "mother" for the two of them...

You're so sweet to Ness, so comfortably teasing and supportive... Something about Ness brings out the older sister in u and so u dote on him and take care of him and kaiser sees it all. Sees how it makes Ness improve, sees how it centers Ness in a way that kaiser can't, sees how it changes him in some imperceptible way that kaiser doesn't understand (that he tells himself he doesn't want to understand).

And because there is no Ness without kaiser, you take him on as well. You have bratty younger siblings too so u treat him as u would them. And it frustrates him more than a little. You don't take the bait. You just give him that knowing look like youve done all of this before, heard all of this before. And you tell him it's okay if he's feeling snappy. Does he want a drink? A snack? A nap?

You're more than happy to take care of him too if he'll let you.

And god help him, he wants to.

And god help him, he does.

It's minor at first. A warm smile and praise so buttery warm that he kind of wants to rip his own skin off, kind of wants to crawl into yours. A soft, almost absentminded pat on the head where he has to fight the urge to bite your hand (and he sees in your eyes that you know this and he sees in your eyes that the forgiveness is already there). A scarf, clumsy and handmade, that he rubs his face into until the smell of you fades.

And, as everything does, his feelings for you start twisting. His perception of you starts to shift just as his behavior does. He's not soft, not docile, but it's enough for you to notice. Enough for you to smile and praise and embrace him with your arms wide open.

He asks Ness point blank what he thinks of you. Blushing and nervous, Ness says that you're a friend. A really good friend. Kind of like a big sister, maybe?

And kaiser corrects him.

No, not like a big sister. More like a mom.

Kaiser hears the way ness' breath catches. Of course he does. There's excitement there. Embarrassment and shame too. That's fine, Kaiser can work with that.

Because Ness is sweet and docile. Ness and his big baby eyes and soft voice brings out the most nurturing warmth from you.

Which is why kaiser knows that this time, when he sends Ness to you with his quietly spoken platitudes and hopeful glances, you'll finally take the bait.

hold on . hold on Hold on hold on Hold on . hold on

[bandsandwristbands]

*jaws theme playing in the distance*

[valiant-portabella-pirkko]

Alright know what here's a little Guild Wars 2 reblog game for everybody; what mounts (if any) do your characters have in their canon, do they have names? Personalities? How'd they meet??

Spill it all below, tell me about all your creatures!!

[hssprimefan]

Sewing

As a little kid, Galaxy always found it soothing to pull on threads and undo stitches. Sometimes it was absentmindedly and automatically. Other times he was stressed, and he didn’t know why he did it, but knew exactly what he was doing. It was very systematic. Following the pattern of the fabric. The pretty unraveling was so much better to focus on than whatever was bothering him!

So basically he was destroying stuff all the time, and his parents and teachers would be like “why” and “how could you” and “didn’t i already tell you not to” and “what were you thinking”

He never had the answers to those questions. And he felt bad after the fact, but at this point he couldn’t even recognize an impulse, much less resist them.

So one day his mom finds him “fixing” the bedsheets. Groups of long threads on each side of a rip are tied in knots. Smaller holes near each other are threaded together with paper chips. He’s stapling the rest together.

It’s frustrating that he keeps doing this but his mom is really moved by how hard he’s trying to make it right. Should this kid be trusted with a needle? Probably not, but what he’s now doing is more dangerous. She teaches him to sew.

It’s so good for him. To make instead of destroy. To have something to do with his hands. Exactly what he needed.

And as a teen, he always remembers this! Both the actual skill his mom taught, and her patience with him. When he feels too strongly, he looks for something to do, to help, to create, to fix.

[spoopy-moose]

Just thought of like how the Stillwater is described in the p2 design documents as “stretching out” people’s souls and how Farkhad’s vision of the utopian buildings were horizontal and how it is an observatory without access to the stars and how it is a downwards force to the polyhedron’s upwards force. And like considering that next to daniil’s character being described as having an vector upwards and closely connected to the sky and the polyhedron as an skyward force and yet his main place of residence is literally a counterbalance to the sky and grounds him and how he can literally only observe the sky without ever being a part of it.

[ofowlsdinosaursanddragons]

(THIS TAKES PLACE IN BETWEEN KING’S TIDE AND THANK’S TO THEM)

I had a funny idea where grimwalkers were creatures that wore a regenerative layer of skin that acts as a disguise and looks like the person who they were cloned after.

also the context of why amity knew he was a Grimwalker is because of a headcanon that Amity read some books on Grimwalkers as a child and she recognized traits of grimwalkers with Hunter with her autistic analysis.

Also got two new sketchbooks! :)

[clingyduoapologist]

c!tubbo and c!dream green parraklels hahahhahahahhaga I’m normal about ctommy how could you tell

[zukkaoru]

i'm normal about the media i hyperfixate on (<- stressing myself out to the brink of a panic attack by thinking about tomorrow's chapter release)

[undistortedworld]

hateeeee having to rely on my mum to do everything for me still at the moment T_T feel so so soooo guilty having to ask her to help me wash and to change my dressings and to bring me meals every day and i am dreading so so soooo much having to go back to a&e at the weekend to get the stitches because the fact that i am going to be making her sit there for most likely 5+ hours when i know she despises waiting fills me with such self disgust T_T

[foulbearobservation]

rattles the bars of my cell

I want to write I want to write I want to write I want to write I want to write I want to write I want to write I want to write

[moonlightperseus]

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[nightfuryblue19]

iM jusr expected to sit here and feel normal about mmusic