#sobbing with joy

[my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction]

CONGRATZ ON FINISHING KINKTOBER!!! EVERYTHING WAS YUMMY YUMMY IN OUR TUMMYS AND WE THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICES AND CREATIVITY!!!!

I absolutely know how hard it can be with writing so give yourself lots of pats on the back and love!! Thank you so much for your time and work. It truly was amazing

🎉🎉🎉🥳🥳🥳🎊🎊🎊

sdfkjkjndfp ahhhh! Thank you so, so much! You're too kind! <3

[theogweirdo]

SO HAPPY I MADE A TUMBLR ACCOUNT RIGHT NOW !!!!!

Are fedoras really that bad?

YES YES THEY ARE

[p4nishers]

can we talk about how much queer and trans joy was this season? maggie and nina. they/them muriel, saraquel, beelzebub, even GOD. "you're a good lad" "im not actually, either". that one shopkeeper and his non binary spouse, played by a non binary actor. beelzebub and gabriel. shax, nina and maggie all thinking azi and crowley were together. also yes i'm gonna mention: crowley and aziraphale's kiss. it's just, i get that everyone's hurt and so am i but can we please focus on how beautiful this season was to us? we got so much and i'm so happy, despite the ending.

[scyllasong]

To my fellow queers, in case you’ve lost sight of things a little bit like I had, I want you to watch this

This is why we create, this is why we don’t hide even in the face of great adversity. Our stories are beautiful, and moving, and remember how much it means to people. I love being queer, I love being a lesbian, I love being trans, I love us. I love our joy, our stories, our hearts. I love the way we love.

Don’t loose sight of that, in all the discourse, in all the inter community fighting, don’t loose sight of The Reason™️. Remember how far we’ve come.

Look at where we are, look at where we started. Your love, your joy, your story, your visibility MATTERS. The art you create matters.

I love us, I love our love, and nothing will ever change that

Happy 10 years Korrasami 💕🏳️‍🌈

[vakariaan]

ultimate ships challenge - [1/10] smiles

[kikker-oma]

Fan Joy July - Day 15

@bokettochild wrote this AMAZING piece called The Broken Promise and y'all.

I cannot get over it. I may be slightly biased (I'm not, it IS that good) because I requested Wars and Wind for this Febuwhump prompt, BUT OMG DID KETTO DELIVER!!!!! AAHHHHHH

READ IT

READ IT PLEASE!!

[pitsazawr]

WHO SAID MORE EMO ALEX??? @sickhoondr you put a thought in my head, thank you

[smolcrow465]

tumblr killed the quality but anyways. i have brainrot <3

shamelessly drawn over that one pemis driving image. you know the one. inspired by this <3

[my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction]

LDOAIXPSKDKEJF!! LWJFOAIDOWU!!! KSODKWKXOEJFOEJ!!!! THE BULLYING IS WORKING, I SHALL CONTINUE TO!!! (Joking 💚🫂 AHHHH I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!)

LSPAKXKDK THESE ARE BEAUTIFUL! PERFECTION! I AM SCREAMING!!!!!!!!

AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

• Marc doesn’t realize he’s crying til he sniffles and your turn around, startled <- NO, I AM SOBBING!!

• One hand rubs circles on your thigh as he drives “Carino, you know we don’t care what people think. I am happy to get dressed up and be your arm candy” he chuckles, the sound a soft rumble that always makes you smile <- JAKE ARM CANDDDDYYYY!!! ALSO HE WOULD LOVE VINYLS YOU ARE SO CORRECT!

• Steven runs his hand through his curls, taking a deep breath “thanks love. You always show up just at the right time don’t you?” <- AHHHHHH! YES!!!👏LET👏HIM👏HAVE👏HIS👏LEGALLY👏REQUIRED👏BREAK!👏 I AM SCREAMING!!! ALSO I COULD LITERALLY HEAR DONNA AND I WAS LIKE NOOOOOOOOOO (positive because your writing is GOD TIER!)

Hymn to Virgil

Moon knight HC’s

Dedicated to @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction for being an incredible friend and encouraging (bullying me) into writing more lol 💖💖💖 (Merry Christmas Eve friend)

Summary: reader is singing new Hozier song, Hymn to Virgil. The boys overhear them singing at different points. None of the boys have ever heard reader sing so this is their first impression.

Marc

• Hates being moon knight, hates the fighting, the guilt, the heaviness

• He lands lightly on the balcony where you’ve left the window open for him

• He tells you not to (for safety reasons), but you do anyways (he deserves a warm welcome home)

• His suit recedes, the injuries incurred long gone but the soreness feels bone deep as he climbs through the window

• He hears music playing that’s nothing new, you practically always have background music playing

• But he can hear something over it…he walks around to the kitchen and is sees something that makes him forget Khonshu, forget being a protector of the travelers of the night

• You’ve cooking dinner, unaware of him singing softly to yourself

• You turn to a picture of you and Marc last year on a picnic he planned

• One of the rare occurrences he was just…him

• Smiling you sing the lyrics “I would burn the world to bring some heat to you” as you trace his face in the photo.

• Marc doesn’t realize he’s crying til he sniffles and your turn around, startled

• You rush over, wiping the tears from his cheeks, checking for injuries when he gently takes your hands in his

• “Did you mean that?” he asks you in a soft voice, thumbs rubbing gentle circles on the back of your hands. “w-what you said-sang…did you mean it?”

• You think for a moment, you were just singing in the moment but the pieces slot together

• You flip your hands to pull Marc into a hug, gently rubbing his back

• “Of course I do Marc”, you murmur softly. “I’d do anything to make sure you were happy and taken care of”

• Marc feels something crack in his chest, a warmth long forgotten filling his chest as he pulls you into a vice like grip

• You stand in an embrace as the song continues to play, Marc murmuring soft “thank you”s against you

Jake

• You’re mouthing along to the music playing through Jake’s car speakers as he pumps gas

• “Hey cielo…let’s skip the holiday party tonight” you say, turning the music down and leaning out the window towards him

• He quirks an eyebrow at you as he finishes with the gas ��You sure Carino? You were looking forward to it all month”

• He slides back into the driver’s seat, kissing your cheek softly. The engine turns over with a gentle purr and soon enough you two are back on the road

• You gaze out the window, watching the world pass by “I don’t want to go if they’re going to be weird around you” you reply softly

• One hand rubs circles on your thigh as he drives “Carino, you know we don’t care what people think. I am happy to get dressed up and be your arm candy” he chuckles, the sound a soft rumble that always makes you smile

• You try to think about how to put your thoughts into words: how you don’t want Jake to have to dress up for people whose opinion don’t really matter, how you’ve heard some of your coworker’s snide remarks about your boys in general, how you’d rather be with him than them

• Serendipitously you catch the lyrics of a familiar song playing and smile. “Hey Jake?”

• He hums in acknowledgement, keeping an eye on traffic when you sing softly, reaching over and softly kissing his cheek

• “I wouldn't be seen walking through any door/ Some place that you're not welcome to”

• If Jake wasn’t already smitten with you, he is full-blown, head over heels for you now. His heart fluttering in his chest “¿tu cantas?”

• You chuckle and nod “occasionally. But did you hear the lyrics? I’d rather-“

• Jake nods as he changes lanes and makes a U-turn “si si, I heard you and it makes me so happy to hear that. But you-tu voz… we’re making a pit stop and then going home”

• Your chuckle turns into a full-blown laugh “where’s the fire? Where’re we headed now cielo?”

• Jake smiles and laces his fingers with yours as he drives “to get some vinyls so I can hear more of that angelic singing”

Steven

• You decided to stop over at the museum to surprise Steven on his lunch break, sneaking him some vegan treats you made. Nodding along to the music in your headphones until you hear the grating sound of Donna’s voice.

• “Your ‘ead must be full of cotton Stevie. Don’t know what I’m thinkin’ keepin’ you on staff” her voice sets you on edge, but you steel your own emotions as you hurry inside to see Donna standing with her arms crossed chewing her gum obnoxiously as Steven stands there trying to advocate for himself.

• If that wasn’t bad enough, there are still customers in the gift shop. If you were upset before, you’re incensed now.

• “Donna if you would jus-” Steven tries to interject but Donna carries on “Should’ve fired you when you vandalized the bloody toilets.”

• You walk over, excusing yourself as you pass other customers. Relief flooding his features as he sees you. Donna turns to see you approaching, giving you a snide look-over.

• “Hi hun, I wanted to come and stop by for your lunch break. There wouldn’t be any reason that’s stopping you from being able to go on the uninterrupted 20 minute break that you are legally required to have…right? you ask, looking pointedly at Donna. There are several gasps from the customers in the gift shop

• Donna looks at them, as if she is suddenly aware of all the eyes on her. Fuming, she stalks off muttering to herself. You frown as she leaves and take a deep breath before focusing on Steven again.

• Steven runs his hand through his curls, taking a deep breath “thanks love. You always show up just at the right time don’t you?”

• You smile and put the “Out on Break” sign on the counter as the customers meander back into the lobby or out of the museum.

• Walking hand in hand, you two sit on the steps outside. A nice breeze blows as you hand him the small container. “Here. Made fresh this morning.” Steven’s face lights up and takes the container. He hums happily as he bites into one “you should be on one of those shows love. Better than most actual chefs.” You smile and roll your eyes; you’re pretty sure you could burn something to a crisp and Steven would still love it.

• “Oh! I’ve been listening to this song a lot recently. I wanted to share it with you” You hand him a headphone and begin it over again.

• He shifts slightly closer to you, loving this shared experience as Hozier’s voice sings out to you both.

• Steven smiles at you, literal hearts for eyes when you turn to smile at him. You reach over and run your fingers through his curls, the way he enjoys as you sing “I do not do this for myself/ I'd walk through Hell on living feet for you”

• Stevens eyes widen as the words register in his brain. It’s as if in that moment it’s just you and him in the world. You’re not even sure he’s breathing, and to be fair, he isn’t either. But he couldn’t care less.

• You sang. You sang to him. You serenaded him and he doesn’t think he can ever hear another song that isn’t sung by you ever again

[max-the-silly-guy]

Oh my god they're so fucking gay

[statementlou]

screen directly after Zayn left the stage

[arthursfuckinghat]

You know, whenever I see the discussions around Jack Marston possibly getting drafted in world war one, I can't help but physically ache at the thought of it.

Jack Marston, born into a gang that honoured freedom above everything, forced to sacrifice everything he has left for war.

Jack Marston, a boy who read about knights and soldiers, now forced to become one in another fight he never asked for.

Jack Marston, raised to be away from a life of violence, but now the world has found a way to drag him back in.

No matter what happens, Jack would have to face a really tragic dilemma. Does he go to war and sacrifice the legacy of freedom he was raised with? The life his family died for? Or refuse and be labeled a criminal, putting his parents to shame and repeating the same cycle his father went through?

It just tragically mirrors the struggle he’s always had - trying to find his own identity outside the legacy of John Marston, and the violence that came with it. But he's being pulled back in, no matter what he chooses.

He was never made for the violence that shaped his parents' life.

[erisxdrifter]

this is so beautiful I could sob with joy

A private moment

Sometimes you need someone to remind you that you're only human

[incorrect-upon-a-witchlight]

Twig: Good. Thanks, dad.

Torbek: You just called Gideon “dad”. You just said “thanks, dad.”

Twig: What? No, I didn’t. I said “thanks, Gid”.

Gideon: Do you see me as a father figure, Twigsie?

Twig: No. If anything I see you as a bother figure ‘cause you’re always bothering me.

Frost: Hey! Show your father some respect!

[crystallizsch]

(inspired by the midnight cooking chapter in the twst anthology manga and also jamil's dorm uniform and master chef voice lines)

(this is also a lil extended sequel to this post i made :3)

[tadaoren]

IM GOING TO GRAB THEIR LEGS AND BEG FOR ATTENTION AAAAA