#y aren’t these tags???

[onlysanepeoplesleep]

possible tw: brief mention of an eating disorder and body dysmorphia (implied but it’s barely there??).

There was no doubt when someone said Kevin was beautiful or pretty. Everyone complemented his looks, even Tetsuji had said that his looks could be used and he should use them. He hadn’t understood when he was younger what that meant exactly, but he understood now.

You could get anything just by having a pretty face and an eye-catching body. Maybe that’s why he was put on strict diets in the Nest. So the photoshoots they took months later would show his slim waist and lean figure. Riko always said his eyes were the prettiest part about him, and thus were meant to be kept unharmed.

His face never showed any sign of the abuse he had received in the Nest, even years after people still believed he had had it easy. Maybe that’s why he hated his self-image so much, why he stared at the mirror for seconds longer than he should. Why he hated eating anything above the calorie intake he was meant to. Because he had had it easy. Life had been easy for him, he shouldn’t worry others with his problems because he didn’t have any.

He was fine because he wasn’t traumatised. He wasn’t hurt the way Neil or Jean were. He didn’t have lasting scars except for the one on his left hand — and even that wasn’t as bad as the ones Jean or Neil carried.

Everything was fine. He was fine. Nothing was wrong.

And yet… if something wasn’t wrong, if he was truly okay — then why did he still have nightmares? Why did he awake abruptly at night drenched in sweat and riddled with fear? Maybe he was a coward, why else would he have nightmares when his experiences in the Nest had been nothing compared to what Jean suffered. What Neil suffered. Why should he have nightmares when Neil woke from them more frequently? When Kevin didn’t deserve to be traumatised because he wasn’t.

Everybody believed that was true so why shouldn’t he?

Betsy would probably say it wasn’t good to think like that. It wasn’t healthy to undermine his own trauma (which he didn’t have) just because someone else experienced the same things — just differently. She’d tell him to focus on his own nightmares and focus on trying to heal, but what was there to heal from if he was fine? Because he was. He was fine, as fine as one could be.

So he didn’t deserve the small reassurances his friends gave him. Didn’t deserve any kind of affection from them especially because it should be the other way round, but Kevin’s not sure how to comfort people and he knows he should know because if he’s fine and everything in his life has been fine up until this point — then how come he can’t give solace to those whose lives aren’t?

Why must he be so selfish and rude and stupid and a coward? Riko hardly did anything to him. He wasn’t beaten as much as Jean, he wasn’t tortured as much as Neil, he wasn’t broken. He survived the Nest and was fine, so that meant he had no room to argue with those who didn’t. Those who were braver then him. Who endured the pain because they didn’t know much else.

Kevin had the key to his cage whereas Neil and Jean didn’t. That was the difference. That was why he was fine and they weren’t. That’s why they needed to be loved and cared for and he didn’t.

He was not fine. He hadn’t been fine in years, but he’d never voice that aloud. He’d never disagree when someone said he had it lucky; when they said he was spoiled for thinking he didn’t. Whatever horrors he had been through in the Nest didn’t matter because in the end, the only way for people to realise just how broken you truly were was if they had visible evidence. And in that, Kevin was lacking.

[smolldust]

More signs of life fanart cuz the new chapter was awesome

also eclipse is a whore and I love him <3

Beings Made of Stardust AU by @maudiemoods

Signs of Life fic by @jackofallrabbits

[sukunasbow]

avoiding reality, daryl dixon.

summary: in which you avoid your boyfriend when you find out you’re pregnant, unsure of what to do with a baby in the middle of the apocalypse!

warnings: pregnant!reader, fem!reader, and not yet proof read because it’s late atm sorry!

notes: once again i wanna give fair warning that i am not the best at the pregnancy or children trope so please be patient!

Two days ago, you went on a run with your boyfriend to get food supplies from a rundown store, secretly stealing a cheap box of tests after you noticed you were late on your period. You’ve been good at keeping track of it so far, so you knew something was off. Your suspicions were obviously right, as you took the test later that night and it came back positive. Unsure of what to do and how Daryl would react, you chose the path of avoiding him, skipping out on the last few supply runs, as well as even keeping more distance between you and the man. He’s obviously taken notice to it, trying to start conversation with you and asking around if anyone knows what’s up with you. You couldn’t tell him, you were scared.

Now, you’re sitting up in the guard tower, staring out into the distance, ignoring the sound of Judith’s cries from inside the prison. It’s just another reminder of your predicament, causing you to close your eyes, your stomach squirming nervously.

“Ay!” The voice causes you to open your eyes, scaring you senseless. It’s Daryl. You shuffle closer to the fencing on the platform of the tower, looking down to see Glenn and your boyfriend standing together, weapons in hand. “We’re going on a run, come with us!” Daryl calls out again, moving his hand to shield his face from the sun and get a better look at you, hoping you’ll finally join him and get out of the prison for a bit.

“I’m gonna stay here and keep watch.” You yell back, instantly feeling bad when you notice his expression fall, clearly feeling upset.

“Maggie can take over.” Glenn adds. You let out an annoyed sigh. Obviously Glenn doesn’t know why you’re skipping the runs, but seriously, you wish he had stayed quiet. “Ya!” Daryl nods, confirming that Glenn’s wife would be willing to take over for the day.

“I don’t really feel like going.” You stay firm on your decision, despite the weird looks between Glenn and your boyfriend.

“Hold up.” Daryl says to Glenn, putting down his crossbow and walking towards the tower, opening the door and making his way up the stairs to talk to you.

Your eyes widen when he opens the second door, making his way out onto the balcony you’re sitting on. “Daryl, it’s fine, I’m just tired.” You insist. “Ya, bullshit, girl. I know ya, ya never miss runs, something’s up.” He scoffs, his southern tone harsh. He sits down next to you, waiting for your explanation. “I’m not lying.” You whisper. “Did I do something?” He questions you. “Daryl, I already told you, nothing’s wrong.” You shake your head. The stubborn man starts ranting about how he knows you, again. You let out a sigh, before opening your mouth.

“You really wanna know why I’m skipping all the runs and avoiding you?!” You huff, interrupting him, deciding you’ve had enough.

Your boyfriend nods.

“I’m pregnant, okay?!” You snap. Obviously, you were loud, as you hear Glenn audibly gasp, then the sound of gravel getting kicked around as he walks away and decides to wait in the truck.

You turn your attention back to Daryl, biting your lip, anxiously waiting for a response. His eyes are slightly wide, but the rest of his face remains serious.

Suddenly, he reaches his arms out and holds your hands. “Your really pregnant? You took a test?” He smiles. The smile is instantly relieving, causing you to nod, a small smile appearing on your face as well. “We’re gonna be good parents, hm?” Daryl pulls you in for a hug. “You’re going to be the best dad.” You reassure him. “And you’ll be a great mom, ya know that?” He pulls away from the hug and looks into your eyes. You hold back your tears, nodding repeatedly, letting yourself and him that it’s going to be alright.

Moments later, when reality sets in for the two of you, Glenn breaks the silence. “Should I ask Maggie to go on the run?!” He yells. “It’s fine, I’ll go now!” You reply. Daryl shakes his head, “Wait, you should stop going on runs now.” He says. “I can go on runs for a bit longer, besides, I wanna get out of here, I’ve been skipping runs for way too long.” You roll your eyes. “Okay, but I’m still coming with you.” Your boyfriend stands up, offering you a hand to help you up.

[emblazons]

Listen. I know we all have various opinions on this show. I know that some people will think Byler came out of left field, and maybe for some it will. But nothing—absolutely nothing—prepared me for someone saying “Honestly I never bought Mike & Will as best friends.”

Like??? Are seasons 1, 2 and 4 just a joke to you? Bestie, the one season they had where Mike didn’t spend the majority of it crawling out of his skin to either find, save, or get closer to Will was S3….and we had like 6 entire heart to hearts on a road trip through California sans his girlfriend in S4 fixing that. Will literally painted a whole ass scene of Mike leading their group of friends to give him as a welcome gift at the airport despite not even knowing if Mike wanted to be close friends with him still, and still holds what Mike did in all those seasons of crying, screaming & throwing up over him dear to HIS heart in spite their huge fight.

Even if you don’t think that’s romantic buildup (lmao), we’re really gonna need to work on your relational AND base media comprehension, because….what?

[kiwisandpearls]

I’m not fully awake right now so I’ll just leave what i wanna say at this and maybe come back to it later:

It genuinely peeves me when people tag their art as ‘character x reader’ or ‘character x you’ or ‘character x y/n’ and then the way the ‘you/reader/y/n’ in question is drawn clearly shows their just an OC. Like at that point just tag it as character x oc.

[dagaan]

Inkubus

[glouris]

steal some more of my stuff from twitter and I will come for your kneecaps <3

[incorrect-fnaf-quotes]

Hidden Fangs Vamptrap just starts leaving a bunch during the night—because he still needs to get blood.

He’s not taken Y/N’s blood, or anyone with Y/N—yet—because Vamptrap worries about waking any of them up, and his identity being known.

Nobody really knows where he goes—he manages to slip out so fast.

[crowfeathers]

idk what to post on here. so maybe I don’t have to post. but I will anyways because what else is there to do. can’t sleep

[dashiellqvverty]

love to check the ao3 for something on a whim and find out that plenty of other people ARE wearing the same goggles as me. anyway.

🫡🫡🫡

[deus-ex-mona]

we are united in a common cause on this ✨#blessed✨ day

[regardsandregrets]

Sketch post. Have been practicing and doing a bit of a refresher, like doodling the two basic things I like mindlessly

Faces n poses

(Also bonus squash)

Sorry it’s all bald n “nakey”

I need a sense/interest in style and clothing. This can’t go on.

[divnydoodles]

The results from this poll came in! Thank y’all so much for your feedback; I’ll definitely take this new knowledge into consideration!!💕

[dodgebolts]

😭I’m convinced karl doesn’t actually know what dating sims are about bc they all complained about hatoful boyfriend being boring and long too

tbh I have never seen a dating sim game in my life before karl started playing them so in my head I think I also thought a dating sim is just like virtual LOH which sounds horrific the more I think about it

[rustybutterknife]

Was told that this post got to r/SystemsCringe and I just wanna say as a medically recognized DID system:

L + ratio + no bitches + my ass jiggles when I walk

Microdosing polyamory by dating a system

[seventh-district]

uh oh! it’s Seven’s Dean Winchester Kinnie Hours again!