#what did i do to deserve 🥹

[toshidou]

!!! Hello!!! I love your posts!!! Your writing is very good!!! Sorry if my English is not good!!

Hi! Thank you so much 🥹 It means the world to me when people go out of their way to be so kind 💖 And your English is amazing, don't apologise!

[opheliasam]

the fact that the season 8 finale is a direct parallel to s5 finale but so much worse because this time the stakes are not an eternity of torture vs. saving the world. sam would have gone to heaven And objectively made the world a safer place but because of dean’s inability to let him go of him, because he sees it as a personal failure—he’s pulled back from the brink of eternal peace against his will (coerced consent) and thrust into a cycle so vicious and horrifying while also missing time and chunks of his memory and he doesn’t know what’s real and he wants to leave and leave and leave but he can’t . it’s horrifying in a way that’s incomprehensible … dean’s inability to grow and change due to a deep seated denial of his nature makes him angry and hostile and abusive to everyone around him but especially sam. dean cannot ever fail and sam cannot ever win. the horrors r inconceivable . But ultimately fully consistent w spn canon

[magiciian]

You all are so sweet to me 🥹😭

[kindahoping4forever]

brandon.toews: Something new dropping with Ashton Irwin of 5 Seconds Of Summer next week. Stay tuned 🥁😁

@ drumeoofficial

[sieglinde-freud]

i open tw*tter to express excitement for halloween yarne to find out no one likes him 😭 its ok you and me baby boy i’ll love you forever and ever! if yarne has one hundred fans i am one if he has one fan i am them if he has no fans im DEAD AND BURIED

[fluxweeed]

Hi~ diff anon here w/some dron recs 👀 Grimoire of Baqer Hashim by Vee/Vera_DragonMuse (tw rape mention), Office Space by xylodemon, Panic Room by MildredMost, A Conversation Long Overdue by FleetofShippyShips, Five Times Ron and Draco Almost Had Sex (And One Time They Did) by Lokifan, Riches to Rags by Kiertorata, Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy by Mad_Maudlin, Fairy Cake Felicity by EntreNous, An Inconvenient Attachment by fangroyal, An Unsuitable Boy by HenryMercury,this is a Ghost Story by enoby_w

omg YUM YUM YUM thank you so much for these anon!!!!

links in case anyone else wants to gobble these up with me:

Grimoire of Baqer Hashim (E, 51k)

Office Space (E, 22k)

Panic Room (E, 4k)

A Conversation Long Overdue (M, 6k)

Five Times … (E, 8k)

Rags to Riches (E, 28k)

Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy (M, 42k)

Fairy Cake Felicity (E, 7k)

An Inconvenient Attachment (E, 37k)

An Unsuitable Boy (T, 3k)

This is a Ghost Story (T, 62k)

my god what a feast!! anon i ADORE you. thank u again!!!

[radio-4-is-static]

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[chickenchirps27]

are you ok with................. receiving art of ur sona... :3 (and/or other ocs!!)

for future reference. mweheh -- & if so, feel free to list out 'permissions' !! i always think that's important, too :D

OH MY GOD??? OH MY GOODNESS YES?!!!! YES A THOUSAND MILLION BAJILLION TIMES YASS!!! AAAAAAAAAAAA OH MY GODDD 😭😭😭💖💖💖💖💖

✦ YAS!!! 😋🩷

(Is it okay if I draw your ocs/sona sometime too? 💝)

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✦ I would love any and all art!! But, I would much prefer it if any and all artwork is kept SFW.., not safe for work art kinda sortove makes me uncomfortable. 😣

✦ But apart from that, Im so grateful that you reached out!!

✦ I hope you have a lovely day, and a wonderful night’s rest ♡

[sashabarkovonly]

Aleksander Barkov's 2024-2025 NHL season headshot 📸

[fkinavocado]

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[sakkiichi]

There’s a solace that comes with knowing that ash blond with the unusual red apple streak in it. He knows it too; he seeks it just as much as you do whenever your fingers intertwine or your lips meet in a chaste kiss. It’s a craving, a longing for someone who gives you the calm you’ve always desired after a storm.

Kazuha proves himself a man of many words, parchments and leatherbound tomes of poetry scatter on almost every surface of your shared home - you’re inquisitive, always picking something up to read when a new scroll appears that you don’t recognise. He’s fluid with his words, they almost feel as though they touch you, suffocate you even. His poetry clasps at your heart even when it isn’t meant for you but honestly, when wasn’t it meant for you nowadays?

But amongst thousands of words Kazuha uses to express his emotions, particularly to you, there’s the treasured gifts he spoils you with whenever he can. From beautiful kimonos decorated in auburn leaves to match that of his own attire to glimmering lockets hanging on dainty chains that hold precious photos of the two of you inside - you don’t miss how Kazuha appears to have one hanging from his neck too. His bandaged hands will fiddle with it when he’s too awake for his own good or when the wanderer encounters a mountain in his journey that he isn’t too sure if he can climb - yet he knows he can if you’re at his side. His beloved, always there to hold his hand through the hardships of his life.

Kazuha presses his chest against your back, his lips dusting faint trails of kisses amongst your hair that makes a smile curl up on your lips as you stand before the mirror in the bathroom of your shared house. Kazuha grins at this motion, burying his nose in dark strands of hair for a moment - it’s home to him, four walls to return to at your side.

“I got you a gift,” he muses, not failing to miss how your eyes widen as he drops the information, “we stopped by Fontaine, I couldn’t resist.”

“You shouldn’t have,” you sigh, trying to pout but there’s an excitement to knowing that your whimsical boyfriend returned from his journey with another gift, “it better not be one of their dresses…”

Kazuha chuckles, his hands reaching up to brush your hair back. Ruby eyes fall to your bare collarbone and the exposed skin of your neck and he smiles, the warmth of his hands disappearing for mere moments before they return, bringing with them the chilling tingle of a cold metal chain sliding closer to your neck.

Your eyes fall to the glittering silver pendant around your neck before you raise your gaze to meet his in the mirror. You see the way his eyes twinkle as nimble fingers clasp the necklace shut and his hands fall to your waist, holding your hips. He admires the way the pendant sits on your neck, glittering like stars in the orange glow of the oil lamp next to the sink.

The man leans down, pressing slightly chapped lips against the soft skin of your cheek as his thumbs rub motions into your hips, his hands tight as if you’d disappear if he loosened his grip for even a moment - he couldn’t lose you, no.

“I love you.” He murmurs, hot breath fanning on your cheek when he doesn’t pull away before he speaks. A grin widens on your face as you reach a hand up, threading into white hair as you watch the scene in the mirror before you.

“I love you too.” You reply in a hushed voice, treasuring the serene moments like this that you’re granted when your boyfriend comes home from sea. When he’s tired of ships rocking in unruly storms or rations of dry food he wishes tasted better.

Kazuha knows that he’ll always come home to these moments, to these sights when you stand before him in the bathroom wearing simple nightwear, having just been getting ready for bed when he’d interrupted your routine. For a while, he wonders how lucky he must be to have you. To have four walls of a home locked to a person, whose embraces feel like the warmth of a fireplace and whose laughs could warm you up better than any cooked stew.

He considers what he’d do without you and for a brief few seconds, his brows knit together when he tucks his head into your neck, his lips finding the dainty chain decorating your neck.

He couldn’t lose you, no.

- 🍡

NONNIE NONNIE I LOVE YOU AND I LOVE THIS AND I LOVE KAZUHA W MY WHOLE HEART OMG OMG OMG OMG THANK YOU A THOUSAND FOR THIS HFHFHDJSJDBDJSJJS AAAAAAAA I WAS READING THIS W THE BIGGEST SMILE ON MY FACE GOSH YOU ARE AN ANGEL AAAAAAAAAAAAA CRYING SOBBING SQUEALING HFHFJDJCJDJSJDJFHDJJS WHEN HE WHEN HIM HE HIM WHEN HE OMFGGGGG NONNIEEEEE

aaaa sorry for all the caps but gosh i adore this sm 😭 his poetry and moments of sweet intimacy like this ueueueueue me happi now i shall cry and hold this fic to my heart. I LOVE YOU SM WHOEVER YOU ARE WHEREVER YOU ARE AAAAAAAA

[rafesthroatbaby]

if you’re going to post hate in someone inbox (for no reason imo) than have the balls to do it off anon. if you don’t like something or a blog there’s a block button for a reason honey use it instead of being an dick

anyways i love you and all your post give me life.

I‘m so overwhelmed with all the love like i can’t even handle 😩 facts on facts, couldn’t agree more with you🤞🏼 love you babes 😍 so thankful for you !!

[flowercrowngods]

dio,,, DIOOOOOOOO I AM IN YOUR WALLS!!! the yearning b side absolutely haunted me, I could see and hear that shit in my head like a damn MOVIE! thank you thank you thank you for the delicious angst it’s so precious and heartbreaking realizing how scared Steve truly would be about how he feels about Eddie. he’s seen as this strong protector who can handle it all and well and truly he’s just a boy (he’s jUst a boy!!) with vulnerabilities and that needs to be emphasized more me thinks. bless ur soul <3

[yearning hours b-side]

:D hdhdhdg first of all thank you so much, i feel so powerful rn :D emotionally hurt steve harrington is one of my favourite things to write and explore because there’s just so much, it’s like an open buffet of trauma and repressed emotions :D

but also YES!! i think steve would store his feelings for eddie somewhere very close to his trauma and memories, and that would just paralyse and petrify him in a way that’s not easily lifted. they’d mingle and he’d be powerless to stop it, and before he knows it, he feels like he’s already lost before it even began. i personally think that’s how steve’s series of concussions, near-death experiences and grieving and loss within just a few years but during important personality development years come into effect. a quiet effect, but one that leaves him petrified of all things good that happen to him. all things good that are only for him, in a sense.

i also think he’s had to store away the feelings of fear and desperation and apprehension in the face of life or death situations so that he doesn’t know how to handle this fear of being, and being known, which is one of the easier fears to battle — if only one knows how to. and that’s why he can’t have good things for himself, he can’t get over the initial freak-outs of a crush, just finds himself in love and unable to do anything about it.

there’s something endlessly tragic about that, because imagine you preserve your life and that of your friends, right, but then you lose the ability to enjoy what makes it worth living after surviving. and then you find yourself at the quarry because places of horror and darkness —where there’s only one wrong step separating life from death — are the only places you know how to be anyone anymore.

sometimes i take this steve and think, “how do i possibly write a steddie fic with you, romance won’t fix this. you wouldn’t let it if it could.” but then i also take that eddie who knows a thing or two about being scared and not being allowed to be just a boy in your own right, who knows something about the terror of being queer in bumfuck, Indiana, and i think, and i think “yknow maybe these two can see each other in a way where darkness doesn’t matter as much. maybe romance won’t fix this, but kindness and understanding and love can.”

and then i end up with hurt steve yearning fics :D (though i love to make eddie just as scared)

(the steve doesn’t know how to face his emotions or be entirely vulnerable even in an established relationship is also indicated here, but in an entirely fluffy floaty way)

[woozi]

YZZZZZZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII WELCOME BACK MY BELOVED I MISSED YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

HELLO HI I SEE IT'S A NATIONAL HOLIDAY TODAY. HAPPY YZA DAY I HOPE YOU HAVE THE BEST DAY EVER BECAUSE YOU ARE THE BEST EVER AND I LOVE YOU <333333333333333333333333333333

is it still your birthday? is it on the 17th or the 18th? it's 1 am on the 18th for me right now and i hope i didn't miss it!!!!!

anyways i love you so much (and will say it 100000 times if you didn't catch me yelling it from the rooftops) and i hope you're well!!! giving you so many forehead kisses!!!!! and hugs!!!!

ok i go to bed now i'm getting loopy from the midterm induced sleep deprivation i love you~

[eepygeto]

x1000 kisses for you

peachy 🥺 thank you~ ♥️ *pingu noot noot*

[jossambird]

💌 Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome. 💌Love you

THANK YOU SO MUCH 😭💖 I LOVE YOU AS WELL, PM REN 💖

Not me coming home after a long day of fighting with my asshole male parent to see this, so thank you so much 🥹💖

((Ps: RIGHT BACK AT YOU ❤️))