#that child went through so much

[grumpyghostdoodles]

[thebekashow]

discovered the invert colour of "purple" is green.. sooo

a personal fuck you from the afton kids, to their dad.

[sammygender]

the most inaccurate sam takes on this hellsite get like 3000 notes if they’re sandwiched between ‘dean meta’. how in any way is sam spoiled

[blorbonicplague]

I'm so in love with the idea of transgirl Sanji. I feel like she would come back after two years and the crew would be so excited for her, but it would be a big adjustment.

She doesn't swear as much as she used to, she isn't as aggressive (though she still fights with Zoro constantly), she's quitting smoking (doesn't need the nicotine to keep her calm all the time, though it takes a few tries), and doesn't do the swirly hearts thing anymore (I like to think it was misplaced jealousy. "Women are the best and I'm not one but I can ADMIRE how GREAT they are because that's what men do). She sings while she cooks sometimes, old lullabies her mother used to sing to her.

If she ever encountered her shitty biological family again Judge and her brothers would probably be absolute dogshit about it and before she can try to think of something to say the Strawhats are already shitkicking them into the sun. Riju tells her she looks so much like their mother and she starts to cry.

I just love the idea that all her broken pieces start to realign and heal, and it's a long road but she's so much happier

[mirrorofliterature]

why am I choosing to join the anakin skywalker squad.

why.

me, seeing the most notorious villain in film history: he needs to be protected, actually.

and what I mean is that oh god the tragedy of anakin skywalker could have been so easily protected.

another tragedy that could have been saved by simply being a house husband.

[comfymoth]

ssorry i just. thought about jaiden taking roier dress shopping and now i’m in tears i have so many wishful thoughts about them i really just need to see them interact before the wedding or i’ll die i think

[ramyeonguksu]

For the NPC ask game: Alphinaud!

Wrote a little ficlet from Alphinaud's POV for Post-ARR/Heavensward! Read under cut!

Note: Rifra will be referred to as Seren (her alias from ARR-SHB) for this fic.

The freezing cold of Coerthas wasn't something Alphinaud was accustomed to, and having to essentially be forced to trek through the ilms of snow made the little elezen shiver in his boots. It was all bleak; everything that he had strived for with the Crystal Braves was taken away from him, a mutiny against him planned right under his nose. He was humbled, to say the least, and for once he because acutely aware of his childish naivete that came with his young age. Which each step he thought of the Scions that placed their trust in him, that was starting to become a new family for him, left behind at the mercy of his own army and the Brass Blades.

At least the Warrior of Light Seren and Tataru were with him, and Lord Haurchefant's bottomless generosity was able to grant them refuge in the reclusive nation of Ishgard, yet what was he supposed to do at this point? Even if he wanted to clear their names at Ul'dah. what could he even do to achieve that? Being the top of the Studium students wasn't going to cut it anymore, and he no longer had his twin sister Alisaie with him.

Just where was she anyway? She had helped them, sending Brennan the peddler with a chocobo carriage to take them away from Ul'dah, but where was Alphinaud's other half when he needed her the most?

The elezen tripped as his mind wandered, landing face first into the stone floor. Hearing him fall, Seren immediately rushed to his side.

"Are you alright there?" The viera asked, helping him sit up and dust off the snow. It was a wonder how she was able to withstand the cold, dressed somewhat lighter than what one would expect in a frigid climate, but someone like her who grew up in the freezing mountain ranges would have no problem with the temperature.

"I'm…" Alphinaud muttered, hesitation in his voice. "I'm fine, thank you."

"Make sure you don't get too distracted, Alphinaud!" Tataru warned him as she slowly approached him, fighting against the strong winds. "I'm already having a hard time getting through here, can't afford to have you struggle as well!"

Alphinaud didn't respond, the feeling of incompetence that was growing in him increasing exponentially.

Seren immediately took notice and crouched in front of him with her back towards him. "Climb on."

The boy refused. "N-no, I can keep going."

"You're exhausted, Alphinaud," Seren curtly responded. "A lot has happened today, and you need to rest. I'll carry you until we make it to a shelter in Ishgard."

Her head turned to face him, a reassuring smile on her lips. "Besides, I'm used to carrying my little sister home all the time."

Alphinaud pursed his lips together, his heart twisting as what remained of his ego fought to refuse her offer. However, today was not the time to try and preserve such, and he allowed himself to climb on her back before continuing across the Steps of Faith.

As he rested against her back, the boy reflected upon his experiences from the past several moons. Riding the same boat to Limsa Lominsa as Seren before getting to know her, separating from Alisaie over differences before finding her once more at the Coils of Bahamut, joining the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, forming the Crystal Braves… A lot, too much, had truly happened for a sixteen-summers-old child.

Alphinaud laid his head against Seren's shoulder, basking in her warmth as the cold winds blew against the three of them. When was the last time was he carried like this by anyone? His father Fourchenault began to drown in his work, and he was now too heavy for his mother Ameliance to hold him on her back like this. Without him realizing, Seren had practically become an older-sibling figure that he never had, a long-lost family member that he was supposed to have known all his life. Someone he could turn to for advice. Someone he could lean on for support...

Finding comfort in her presence, warmth against the freezing winds that threatened to stop them, Alphinaud drifted off to sleep.

[whitegownsandflowercrowns]

Scrolling through the “anti Viserys I” tag is something that can be so personal and beautiful

[scattered-winter]

every day i kick a rock and bash my head into the wall because i'll never get to go on a big space adventure and become tightly close-knit with my new found family up there <//3

[caluupin]

ARCHONS TO SEND OFF THE YEAR!!! (kind of a redraw from last year's September)

[thelastspeecher]

I read the latest Percy Jackson books and THEN I reread the Heroes of Olympus series and THEN I read the Kane Chronicles/Percy Jackson crossover short stories

and I have one conclusion

which is that Percy and Annabeth are SO CUTE TOGETHER AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[andorerso]

sorry but comparing whether Jyn or Cassian suffered more in their life like it's the fucking trauma Olympics is fucking ridiculous

they both suffered the same and it's literally not a competition, hope this helps <3

[tjmsteph]

from mother to daughter.

steph is braiding her daughter’s hair, humming the music coming from the radio and suddenly she is 9 again, and her mother is gently brushing her hair, she is loved and now she is giving that love to another daughter who will cherish it and give it to her own. her daughter's blonde hair tangled on her finger and she is trying as hard as she can to make it not too painful, shes got new hair ties and colorful hairpins. her daughter is gonna look so pretty.

steph is treating her child’s bruises after she fell from the bike, her first time getting hurt, and suddenly she is 5 again, her mother is putting bandages on her arm, arthur was piss drunk that night. she is kissing every bruise and suddenly it doesnt hurt anymore. crystal sang a melody every time steph got hurt as the ice pack brushed over the scratched skin, making her jolt. it felt nice after a few minutes, almost like surviving the sting was a reward. like a badge of honor. but her daughter was not to endure that. she already knew she was strong. she didnt need to prove it like her mother did.

steph is scolding her daughter after getting in trouble, trying to help a friend, and she can see a pout on her face because she knows she is just as disappointed as steph is, and suddenly she is 15 again and her mother just found her spoiler costume and she wants to be mad but she cant. she gets it. she gets her desire to prove herself but she knows she can do better. she just cant figure out what would that be. how could she be better than being herself? than be a hero?

steph is taking her daughter to visit her mother and crystal sees it as clear as water that theres no trait of dean on her granddaughter’s face, that she is all steph, the same smile, the same eyes but fewer bruises on her body. steph’s daughter was safe, better than steph had ever been. but she never blamed crystal, tho the latter blamed herself plenty. because as much pain and bruise to share, there were many more braids to make, bruises to mend. so much love yet left to be taught.

from mother to daughter.

[moved-2-coyotejone-s]

i think it would be fun if cj was a clone of cassandra.

[proudfreakmetarusonikku]

i think something about the “being looked down upon, abused, and cast out for not being able to do things right and speaking up too much and spending years trying to prove yourself to those people until you realise that they’re the problem and not you” and “finding strength and capability in an entirely different way to everyone else that you have to seek out and discover on your own” aspects of zuko's character that managed to appeal to all the queer and disabled kids in the audience no wonder he’s so popular lol

[missmolsa]

GUYS NO DON'T BRING BACK THAT OLD JODIE AND HAIBARA POST,, ARGH!!! THE VISIONS,,,,

THE VISIONS OF WHAT THEY COULD MEAN TO EACH OTHER,, THE DUO THEY COULDMAKE,,,