#sobbing on the ground

[cillixn]

falling to my knees

[snarky-wallflower]

me: okay, you can do this. it’s just a song, you can totally listen to Cool As I Think I Am (Reprise) normally.

me, not even a minute later:

[lifeisabitch-butimcute]

somewhere, in the depths of my likes, is the link to a wolfstar fic where Remus is shopping in an IKEA/liminal space. I forgot to bookmark it like an IDIOT and I can not! Find it!

[thelaststarling]

i want to make more friends but i suffer from the disease called afraid

[daydreamdoodles]

FINBAR ASKED VR LA TO BE HIS BEST MAN I AM DISSOLVING

[winterwrxter]

I very casually was scrolling through my photo gallery today and I'm questing myself-

WHY DID I ASK FIREY IF HE WAS GAY-?? WHY DID HE SAY YES THOUGH-?? WTH WAS I DOING ON CHARACTER A.I. THAT DAY-?? BUT WHY DID I DRAW IT ON FREEFORM-??? T-T

(This had me on the floor laughing and sobbing for far too long-)

[ghostly-kal]

Just finished my first bg3 run with my bf and am in tears i already miss my TAV so much ;-;

[dewarism]

OH MY GOD I OPENED MY TREE MESSAGES AND YOU ALL ARE WAY TOO KIND TO ME ☹️☹️

[deffcraver]

i need more stede and ed , NEED a s3 , AND NEED JUSTICE FOR IZZY , IM GOING FERAL .

[minimooberry]

crying over my alpha cc but hello pretty mm hair 😍😍

[hasbledtodeathunderourknife]

@theautistichalflinghole

in fucking tears rn

[westerncryptid]

You Left Your Luck

It’s been in my closet It’s made a home in my shirts Made a bed in my buttons I don’t know where to put it Your luck I can feel it as I write I can feel you as I weep Oh how lucky I am to have had you Oh how unlucky you were Having to leave I don’t know how I forgot How much luck it took For us to meet when we did How much chance we took Not letting judgements rule I don’t know how to give it back Envelopes can’t hold it I can barely hold it myself What I wouldn’t do to keep holding it The worst part is it’s not your luck I want to hold It’s you I want so badly to hold you But I can’t Not right now at least

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

going through my old journals as part of therapy homework and i'm reading a section written in the emotional wreckage of a full-on breakdown when i get hit with this line:

There is never a satisfying answer to ‘Why didn’t they love me?’

like wow babe. good fucking point

[ivoryratdoggerythethird]

dazai making up a whole language with fyodor that no one else can understand is amazing but imagine him using codes that, very objectively speaking, you could crack, it's just that no normal person would ever make the insane leaps in logic that it requires. except for someone familiar with dazai's weird thinking patterns, that is.

i just love the idea of dazai's unhinged antics being dialed up to an eleven when he was in the port mafia, and oda being the only one who simply wouldn't bat an eye at it but chuuya was the only one who would actually get it.

like imagine ango at the end of the jailbreak, his boss saying he should allow himself to sigh and lean back and maybe indulge himself, pat him on the shoulder, tell him what he pulled off reading heart rates wasn't easy and he should be proud for being able to keep up with such a plan

but ango i-drank-with-teenage-dazai-and-also-had-the-records-for-every-soukoku-mission sakaguchi can only remember the time dazai was like using greek sign language through his breathing patterns to communicate from a submarine from beneath the pacific ocean or something, and chuuya could not fathom how no one else could understand him.

and that was the day mori signed off on skk being exclusive partners because every subordinate in the room was crying tears of blood by the time chuuya finished explaining which blood pressure level was warning them about a bomb, which blinking sequence was him conveying the vault password and which series of inhales was just him calling mori a bitch.

(ango also pointedly did not want to think about how smug dazai had looked after the mission when mori confirmed skk would only be each others' partners for efficiency and to maintain everyone else's sanity

or about how when he called chuuya to tell him about dazai's prison break scheme he could only get like 3 out of 276 steps into the plan before chuuya rolled his eyes, said "got it" then hung up and pulled the whole thing off without a hitch.)

[winterwrxter]

....

S!utty Hater-

i got gay daddy too 😂

[tending-the-hearth]

Thinking about when Ponyboy wakes up after passing out after Dally’s death, and it’s just him and Darry in the room, and he probably was all wrapped up in blankets and one of his brothers’ sweatshirts, and looking so young and terrified asking Darry if he was going to get taken away, and Darry just saying “I don’t know, baby”, because he doesn’t know, and things are so uncertain that he can’t help but fall back onto the pet name their mother used so often for all her sons, but also i thought about those videos of older siblings calling their little siblings their baby, and thought about that in association with Darry and Ponyboy, and just…

little six-year-old Darry, upon seeing little newborn Ponyboy, immediately trying to hug him because that’s his baby

Darry introducing Ponyboy to Dally saying “this is my baby, Ponyboy!”

Soda fully believing for two years that Ponyboy was Darry’s baby because of how much Darry called him his

Them growing older, and the nickname being said less and less, but maybe it came out accidentally.

Darry getting sick, and wanting to make sure his baby didn’t get sick

Darry coming home from his first rumble and not wanting his baby to see him hurt

Darry hugging his baby close after their parents died while waiting for Sodapop to get to the hospital from Two-Bit’s house

Darry finding out that his baby had been jumped and immediately running to the abandoned lot to find him

Darry seeing his baby in the hospital, and realizing that he was okay

Darry having to put on a smile and reassure his baby that they wouldn’t get separated, and Ponyboy looking up at his oldest brother who gave up everything just to keep them all together, and in that moment, despite everything that had happened, and every unsaid conversation, having complete and utter trust in his big brother.