#y’all mind if I cry

[cupcakeinat0r]

No, listen, Growing old w Miguel. Y’all are sitting beside each other while u read some romance, him some newspaper that raves about an up and coming Spider-person while he’s holding your hand, rubbing your knuckles with his thumb. His glasses hang low on his nose. Y’all have little quarrels, bickering about silly things. This time, it was because he wanted to fix the sink on his own and you didn’t want him to hurt himself. His defense was that he ‘used to be Spider-Man and endured way more dangerous things than a damn sink’. When they visit, he has one of y’all’s grandchildren on his knee, reminiscing about the days when he used to save people, including their beautiful abuela. You cook him the same, warm meal you have been for years. You guys take your routinely strolls in the park, sharing an ice cream cone the same way y’all did during those first few months of dating way back when. Slow dancing w him in the living room, candlelit and music playing. He whispers, “Te amo siempre.” to you every night before falling asleep next to you.

[bixy]

I told my boss how much I love going to the dentist bc it feels like a spa day/those videos of those guys power washing concrete but inside your mouth and she bought a water pick for me 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[kelin-is-writing]

How… Do I recover from this…?

[dudethatsmyundeaduncle]

Danny’s parents want to kill him and he’s like “f in the chat y’all dinner boutta be so awkward tonight smh”

Ok so I know everyone loves the angsty headcannons where Danny is terrified of his parents cuz they wanna kill him but we’ve had that hot take since 2005 I’m here for a source material revival, the much more entertaining “Danny’s parents want to kill him and he actively doesn’t give a fuck”

CUZ UH, IM REWATCHING THE FIRST SEASON AND I FORGOT HOW GENUINELY BLASÉ HE IS ABOUT MADDIE AND JACK TRYING TO GET HIS ASS ITS SO FUNNY.

Like mom holding a literal ghost gun to his head: eh kinda unphased he even has time to quip, his parents say they wanna tear em to pieces: meh see u guys at dinner, LIKE OUR GUY IS SO UNPHASED HE THINKS THIS SHIT IS FUNNY! (s1 ep. 14 public enemy)

And he’s unphased despite knowing his parents tech works and knowing that his mother is actually a good shot. So like I love angst Danny and y’all should keep up the good work but where is my s1 Danny ‘COULDN’T give less of a fuck about his parents’ Fenton representation?

Cuz think of this, for your DPXDC AU consideration, Danny would fit in so well with the bat gang if only because they could try to stab, shoot, capture, brainwash, and stalk him and he’d be like “oh cool villain of the week shit? Nice, what’re we having for lunch.” He. Wouldn’t. Flinch.

[carpisuns]

me (newish zelda player, very bad at video games) being so so brave and venturing back into the depths (scary, real heebie-jeebies hours) to find a way into korok forest (my little haven, everyone loves me and calls me mr hero there)

I am in there for way too long and am being to feel more unnerved but then I see BEAN LIGHTS! I KNOW THOSE! I ascend. At last. My safe place.

but why is it so dark here?? It’s 9:25 am. All the koroks are zombies. gloom is creeping out of the deku tree’s belly. oh no.

I go in. I see chasm. I descend. gloom hands jumpscare. are you serious. I have never attempted to fight these things I only run away they’re so scary!!!

They squeeze my little lifey out multiple times and then i finally manage to do some damage but ALAS! I run out of arrows. I decide to retreat for supplies. I buy beedle out of arrows at three stables. I hunt for bombflowers. I bravely return. I end up using about 50 arrows and bombs and ice fruits (they come BACK if they’re not all down at the same time??? Good grief.)

but finally. finally. THE EVIL IS DEFEATED. I DID IT. THE HERO OF HYRULE. korok forest is safe!!!

WRONG! hello little guy says phantom ganon. I scream and die immediately. You can’t be serious. I already DID the hard scary thing. How is there MORE.

I fight gloom hands again and am killed by ganon again multiple times. I retreat for supplies AGAIN. More arrows. I go to the depths and collect millions of poe to trade for bombs and anti-gloom stuff. I transport to multiple locations to pick up more sundelions that I marked. I make so much food. I am finally ready.

I bomb the crap out of the gloom hands. I’m ready for you ganon. I eat my anti-gloom food. I still die. I try again. I am very bad at fighting. Theoretically I know how to perfect dodge and shield parry but I can never seem to manage it when it matters. But whatever. I brought so much food. I will simply eat a meal every time he hits me, which is many times.

Eventually I succeed purely from the power of kebabs. The forest is purified. I don’t even get a treat for it.

I miss the guardians.

[blupengu]

V gameplay in a nutshell

Missing from this clip: V slowly walking by around as he reads poetry like the goth theater nerd he is, go off king

[bluesunflowers21]

I have no posts and no followers so this probably won’t see the light of day, but it’s 1:53 am and I’m up reading yumihisu fanfics from 2014 and I just had this thought I needed to share.

Does anyone ever read these older fics and just think about their age? It’s almost like time travel, right? You’re looking into a time in fandom where so many things hadn’t happened yet, secrets not yet revealed, ship wars that have yet to exist. To see a ship you hold close because even if it’s painful in canon it was the first you ever saw that matched who you were in some small way, and it’s young again. It’s all new, and the angst hasn’t hit, and the tragedy isn’t tragic yet.

And then I look at the comments. 2013, 2014, 2017, 2018. All are people, who at one time or another, have read the exact same work I have, and have enjoyed it enough to make a comment. And it’s not just fanfic either, it’s YouTube comments, it’s old vine compilations, it’s late 90s and early 2000s music. It goes beyond nostalgia, it is for just a moment, seeing peaks into peoples lives in a more in-depth way than any history book I have ever read. It is a diary of humanity when things were easier, when we were all young and bright eyed and full of hope.

I feel that since Covid, even before it, the world has been so dull. Colors are faded, and sounds are muted, and smiles aren’t as wide anymore. But tonight, even if for one moment, I caught a glimpse of what once was. I saw the beginning of a world I had just discovered over 10 years ago. I saw a hole in history, and I remembered myself. I remembered humanity. I remember when I cared about people beyond a surface level, when I had empathy and sympathy carved so deep into my heart that I bled comfort and love. I remembered the little things, the fallen log in the woods behind my papas house, just past the field that was decided by and electric pole, and the hill covered in cherry blossoms that I dug arrow heads up from, I remembered my wooden easel that I painted when I ran out of paper, and my bed frame that was once white and ended in an array of pastel colors. I remember when I liked pink and purple like the walls of my bedroom before first grade. I remembered when I started to hate pink and purple. I remembered the bullies from elementary school. I remember my fourth grade teacher convincing me to read The Stone Child, and how it was the first time I had finished a proper book. I remember looking for any horror book I could find after. I remember starting middle school and being so scared of what would come. I remember making a huge card for my seventh grade math teacher because he was retiring, and him hugging me and the other student who helped, because I don’t think he expected that from any of us. I remember starting highschool and trying to figure out who I was. I remember my mom getting cancer. I remember theatre being an escape. I remember friends I haven’t spoken to in years, and some I still speak to today. I remember the little kid who would think “future me, please tell me it will be okay” and I now think of the adult me who says, “yeah, it will be”.

Maybe this is all nonsensical rambling, but now I can’t help but think of a game I played for the first time after watching YouTubers play it online. There’s a specific quote that I don’t think I really understood until this moment, one that I saw make others cry in…I’m not sure, relief? Sadness? Happiness?

“Despite everything, it’s still you”

Despite everything, reading those comments on a random ballerina AU fic written over 10 years ago reminded me that yes, after everything that has happened, things I’ve caused and things I’ve never had control over, the little kid who believed in people still exists. She is a part of me that has never and always existed. Everything she was, and everything she ever will be, is who I am. Everything any child was and will ever be is who they are. Everything a child could have been and will be, is who humanity is.

We are angry, and selfish, and cruel.

But

We are kind, and we are hopeful, and we are love.

Not that we are loved, or that we do love

We are the embodiment of the concept.

And this is all the sleep deprived ramblings of a 21 year old who has no idea if I am actually writing this or if I am just dreaming it. Who knows, either way I won’t remember it in the morning. Tbh I barely remember it now.

[taehyungfirst]

And remember kids, the next time someone tells you “I’m an ot7 jikooker” they’re just saying “I hate Taehyung”

[therealslimshakespeare]

i literally am imagining the barbie montage of real women to what was i made for but replace all the women with my face claims for lu and ida and tilly and jo. like pls guys stop

Bestie, you can’t stop there, I need those faceclaims. NEED. I am SO very curious. Please c’mon, just for fun

[gemglyph]

The pressure is on to finish everything I’m screaming

[seventh-district]

so uh. that 2.2 Special Program, huh

[b4rfbrain]

duality of girl

[wildsaltair]

just because my day is so slam packed that I don’t have a chance to post about Maximus DOES NOT mean that I’m not (1) constantly thinking about him, (2) wishing I was on this blog posting about him, and (3) mentally writing the sweetest or wildest fantasies about him

[babygirlwolverine]

8k follower milestone achieved before NAVLE = complete!!

hi my loves 🥹

thank you all from the bottom of my heart for all the love on my silly lil creations, for following me, for being here for my destiel content and my vet school journey, and for generally supporting me on my personal journey of self discovery! y’all make me the happiest person in the world!!

a further announcement will be coming soon (eyes NAVLE suspiciously 👀) for a lil event to happen to celebrate this amazing milestone!!

I love you all endlessly and infinitely!! lately, I’ve been sitting back and there’s just this reminder that even though spn is over, I still have followers and bloggers who like my fic/drabbles and my poetry and the silly edits and doodles I post, and im constantly surprised by the amount of love and notes and messages yall send! every single day, im grateful and thankful to all of y’all!

sending all my love to each and every single one of yall <3

[jessamine-rose]

A personal observation:: Over time, I realized that the reason why I like Sub! Reader fics is not for self-insert reasons but bc my tendency is to visualize smut scenes from either third POV or the Character’s POV. The mental image of pretty little Reader crying and being subjected to Character’s touches…….aahhhhh maybe the Character was my self-insert all along (°▽°)

This may also stem from the fact that I usually indulge my Sub! Character needs by shipping them with other canon characters?? Though lately, I started writing more Dom! and Switch! Readers for WHB, and fufufu it’s been quite fun. And let’s not forget what happened between Dottore and Assistant! Darling in Chemistry <3

[sincerely-sofie]

[Walks in] Hello hello! No questions here, just wanted to say your art is really neat and it took only 10 minutes for me to get obsessed by the pmd au you have and it's greatness hehe, anyway have a nice day![walks out]