#we love an unhinged moment

[no-context-nonsense]

Pretend like it’s Saturday still. Why didn’t I post yesterday? Oh you know… I spent half the day crying and didn’t make the graphic. 😂

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x01 - “Heavy is the Crown”

[flymmsy]

So if you're telling me Durge was the first person to be tadpoled, and Gortash tadpoled his parents...

Gortash not only showing up to Flymm Cobblers unannounced, despite avoiding his parents for decades in the same city, seeking revenge driven by his abandonment issues ...but give me absolutely unhinged Gortash who shows up ALSO driven by grief and loss and rage.

Give me a Gortash who is a new brand of scary. This is not the ruthless politician. This is not the arms dealer. This is not Bane's Chosen. This is something foreign even to himself that verges on madness.

He shows up at their door disheveled in a way he would never allow himself to be. He smiles wide, his only intention to harm, and laughs and laughs through the tears streaming down his face.

[dllamarama]

solid writing for tonight's episode as well. easily one of the well written kdrama this year. also, personally the most heartfelt saranghae i have heard in kdrama for this year. when FL or ML said saranghae, there is always an obvious build up for that. tonight's episode saranghae is the most dramatic and thus easily my favourite. sa eon's saranghae was after a new wedding vows that mimics his in the first episode. hee joo's saranghae was after her promised to protect him this time. hee joo is doing all the things i would have ever wanted from kdrama this year.

one too many times we didn’t get the FL that can take action to protect her broody masculine man. all we want is a woman who is ready to protect, sacrifice and love the man who had always love her in silence.

that man arrange his own marriage and scheming without anyone's knowledge just to protect her from marrying an asshole. kept her hidden so that when he disappeared, she would still be able to live freely. accept her for who she was and will be.

and hee joo reciprocate his love with the same if not more than what she had received from him. she never backs down whenever there is a reason for her to fight for her husband. it's so satisfying that i had nothing to complaint about this whole series.

[skitskatdacat63]

Seb Malaysia 2010 comp because it is my favorite Seb hair

[leslie057]

jonathan byers: generally quiet personality, sensible, slow to speak

audience: boooring

[lovesickeros]

☆ we dance to the pull of our frayed strings upon our graves

{☆} characters la signora {☆} notes yandere, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings yandere, unhealthy relationship, isolation {☆} word count 0.5k

You were going to be a knight. Ever since you were a child, you had swore you'd become a legend amongst men, sword in hand as you defended the land that provided for you. That day you'd promised your family you'd return safely, make them proud to call you their child. What a fool you were - young and naive.

You never did make it back home. You wonder if you would find a grave there with your name on it - but who would want to remember the naive child who swore to come back a knight, only to never return at all?

Hands tug at tangled strands, a brush pulling at your hair painfully a she hums. You try to bite down the urge to flinch, but it only takes one failure for her to pause, the sudden silence like a heavy weight upon your shoulders. Fear swells in your chest, suffocating you as you tremble, growing lightheaded and dizzy the longer the silence stretches on.

You do not realize you are crying, tears rolling down your cheeks as you stare at yourself numbly in the mirror, until warm hands wipe them away. Her voice is nothing but soothing and warm, but to you it is like a blade against your throat.

"Oh, darling..did I hurt you?"

She coos at you like a cornered, frightened animal, cupping your cheek as she steps around to your side, the soft click of the brush against the table making you flinch. She tilts your head to the side, kissing your cheeks and forehead, ignoring the way you tremble beneath her, unable to look into her eyes. She is so soft, so gentle with you, that you almost forget.

But you can't. It haunts you, even now - watching your fellow knights in training drowning in flame, the smell of burning flesh filling your lungs, and the sound of their screams intermingled with her voice ringing in your ears. You can never forget the way she looked at you - lips pulled back into a smile as she stepped over burning corpses to cup your face between bloody, searing palms.

You could not forget the name of another on her tongue as she called to you.

"There we are. No need to cry any longer, my heart."

You sink into her touch, too weak to find the will to resist her - her hands are like brands upon your skin, but you still lean into her, eyes closed as she kisses your brow. You do not know anything else but the searing heat of her palms and the softness in her voice reserved for someone you are not.

How naive you had been, when you had once thought that maybe, maybe, once you became a knight you'd be honored with a gift from the Gods - a vision that burned against your hip, lighting the way forward as you protected the nation you had once adored.

Now you cannot help but think it only served to reveal to you the rats hiding in the darkest corners of Mondstadt, sealing your fate amongst the bitter cold of Snezhnaya.

What a cruel joke, the God's have played on you.

You hum along to a song you do not know, sheltered in a cage of fire - a songbird who sings, despite the smoke that fills its lungs.

Till death do us part.

[crossbackpoke-check]

inspired by @colap1nto <3 and posting here to hold myself accountable: writevember! attempting to write something every day no matter how much and what it is

i am however inventing stipulations for myself so i cannot weasel my way out of it, which includes a valid definition of “write”:

actively put words into a document in the form of a proper fic!!! too many wip not enough hands!!

poems (actually laughed at me coming up with this but maybe i will go back to my roots)

research/meta/primers

tag stories are permissible IF i actually compile and edit them into a readable document that day

editing to post to ao3 (the optimism) is also valid. it takes me so long

i do have concrete arbitrary deadlines for one and a half fics that i would LOVE to finish and post in november (dewey^2 and [redacted :)]) so i’m hoping this helps!! also, this is secretly just a sticker chart where i get to put down emojis for each fic i worked on and check off boxes but a win is a win

day 1:🪻🐈‍⬛

day 2: 😇🤭 (🕒 -> 🕜)

day 3:🫃2️⃣

day 4: 🍎

day 5:🫃2️⃣

day 6: 📑, 💌

day 7:🫃2️⃣ AND ☁️💧. who is she

day 8:🪻🐈‍⬛

day 9:🫃2️⃣

day 10:🫃2️⃣

day 11:🫃2️⃣ we are on a STREAK and also a countdown 🫡

day 12:🫃2️⃣

day 13:🫃2️⃣

day 14: 📬💍

day 15: 😇🤭 (🕒 -> 🕜)

day 16:🫃2️⃣

day 17: 🔴 ⚫️,🫃2️⃣

day 18:🪻🐈‍⬛

day 19:🪻🐈‍⬛, 😇🤭 (🕒 -> 🕜)

day 20:🫃2️⃣

day 21:🫃2️⃣, 🤫 🪽🃏

day 22:🫃2️⃣

day 23: 💯❕

day 24: 🪢

day 25: 🐛🏮🦋

day 26:🫃2️⃣

day 27:🫃2️⃣

day 28:🫃2️⃣

day 29:🫃2️⃣

day 30:🫃2️⃣

WRITEMBER RECAP: an overall sucess!!!! this was so much fun and really forced me to write even if it was only a little bit every day. like, to the point that i'm debating doing a cute little twelve days of christmas snippet fest. absolutely could not have finished and published dewey^2 p2 without this challenge or posted p3 :)

thirty days of writing

twelve different fics worked on

poems: 1

i have no word count for you sorry i wish i did but it is at least over a few thousand words!!!!

times i wrote for a day past midnight (making it technically the next day) but because i was still awake i counted it for that day: at least 17 if not closer to like. 25

tags i forgot what they mean: one. what the FUCK is 🪢??? OH MY GOD I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT THAT IS NEVERMIND

duolingo streak (worked on the same fic in a row): 5

[rinaforreal]

When in doubt use punch to get revenge!

[tirednerddude]

aftg people could Someone read this freaking book [dear daughter by Elizabeth Little] so i could be less more insane? It's literally Nathaniel but slightly less menace and faaar more bitch.

whole book is about angry runaway smarty mouth who tries and Beautifully fails to be boring unassuming nobody. Like. C'mon

[itwoodbeprefect]

the needle on the deadpan unhingedness meter is WAY further into the red zone with tonhon chonlatee than anything i read anywhere had me expecting

[shsl-heck]

Just hit me how much we really lucked out with the whole leviathan dice rolling thing. Could you imagine how much worse Worm would have been if Taylor died 8 arcs in and we had the remaining 24 with Aegis, a fucking Ward whose power is being the worst flying brick ever?

[lunarrolls]

i just finished episode 69. i have not laughed that hard at a cr ep since episode fucking 41 aka The Airport Casino

[oncesneverenough]

Chapter 6 ‘Our love had just begun’ teaser - Orpheus and Eurydice

That smirk undone her. Her heart was in tatters, and he had the audacity to laugh at her. Whatever anger she thought she felt towards Tamlin grew tenfold against Rhysand. She picked up her shoe and threw it at his head. He ducked. But just as he came back, she hit him with her other shoe, straight in his smug looking face.

Mor’s mouth hang wide open. And the taste of satisfaction left her, as soon as Feyre realized what she had done.

Rhysand starting laughing and Feyre was sure he was unhinged.

Read full story on AO3

[scoups4lyfe]

I cannot believe she made the wanted fugitive a fking NERD in her fanfiction

LOL

just absolute character assassination

LOLOLOLOLOL

SHE FKING REALLY DID INCLUDE THE TEACHER

MEOW PINK?!?!?!

I'M DYING IRL

I CAN'T TAKE THIS

HARUKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[septembersghost]

🎵 🎸🌠💖 don't fly away my beautiful bird 💖🌠🎸🎵

(aka pretend EP is actually in this because i was crying too much to get his face at the end, but look!!! my beloveds)