#yeah i finally said it!

[nathanseymour-is-not-a-man]

Okay I'm sorry but am I really the only one made super uncomfortable by a ship between a 13/14 year old and a 16/17 year old???

[hamable]

AGSKFJDBDH LMAO Katsuki physically being leashed to his IV drip, held by his mother, so he’s forced to stand in the doorway and not launch himself across the room

[beaulesbian]

ONE PIECE FILM: Z (2012) || Roronoa Zoro

Whatever makes you hesitate, cut it off and leave it behind you.

[cheeseburger443]

Happy 28th Anniversary The hunchback of Notre Dame! ✨🎉

"Nah he will change his mind tho" 🦦

[yorshie]

Safe With Leo

bayverse leo x female reader

SFW, reader in peril off screen, injured reader, Leo pining like a TREE, new nickname acquired, reader is not coping well after violence.

(I think the backstory me and @fuckedupcleric decided to go with was reader got carjacked then Leo did his own carjacking to get her back, but it's up for reader interpretation)

“Where do you think you’re going?”

His voice was low and even, at odds with the way his hands were clenched tightly into fists at his sides. Your gaze lingered on where the right was freshly bandaged, the strips of linen tight, the smell of ointment heavy in the air surrounding him.

The hallway where Leo caught you skulking wasn’t very wide. His shell blocked most of the light from the arcade around the corner. You tried, and failed, not to shrink in on yourself, despite the little voice screaming at you that it was Leo, the one person you always felt safe with. Should always feel safe with.

“Can’t sleep.” You told him, finally, honestly, too tired and too jittery to be able to stand the beeping and sterile cleanliness of the needle room. Your voice was a croaky thing, raw from screaming and sobbing yourself hoarse. Your ears rang, where you had deafened yourself in the enclosed space. Your palms and feet were raw, bruised from the concrete and trying to scratch yourself free. Your arms stung underneath where you were gripping onto your biceps in an attempt to hold yourself together. You could feel the deep cuts littered there, even through the bandages underneath the soft sleep shirt covering you. Covering you, you reminded yourself.

Safe with Leo, you told yourself again.

He let out a slow, heavy breath, the kind you were used to hearing directed at Raph, or Mikey, when either was being particularly annoying. It twisted something deep inside your gut, soured the saliva in the back of your mouth. The feeling of being trapped settled back in your gut when he swayed to the side, creating a space for you to slip past him.

He followed you, like a hound shadowing your footsteps, raising the hair along the nape of your neck. You heard him huff, the noise quiet, before he dropped back another step.

His voice was soft, but firm, when you reached the atrium, “Turn left, head to my room.”

You stalled, foot catching on the cold floor, a wince pulling at your mouth before you could hide the pain, “But-”

Leo shook his head, closing his eyes to dismiss your protest, “There’s no way you’re going to sleep on that couch, blossom.”

Blossom.

That was a new nickname. Before tonight, he’d always used your name, formal and polite, or on the rare occasion, if you were being especially sassy, he’d drop ‘princess’ in a smooth and silky voice that never failed to shut you up in a way Raph couldn’t when he teased you.

Tonight, however, Leo hadn’t whispered your name when he’d scooped you out of the trunk of the car hours before. No, it’d been blossom he’d pressed against your bloodied hair, voice wrecked and shaking as he’d cradled you in his arms and bared his teeth at Donnie when his brother had tried to take you away. It had been blossom he’d cooed at you while holding you still so Donnie could bandage the cuts on your arms, back and legs while you cried.

It’d been blossom he’d whispered when everything had become too much and you’d curled up into a little ball, the last word you’d heard when Donnie had ushered everyone out of the needle room.

Hearing it now, your feet resumed automatically, not ready to press and ask questions, not liking the newfound uncertainty that surrounded your feelings where Leonardo was concerned. 

He shadowed you all the way to his room, his normal, soothing demeanor gone, feeling more like a caged animal at your back than the friend you had grown to know these past two years. 

You stalled just inside the door, taking in the neat and orderly room that you’d only seen in passing before. “I don’t… think I should be here.” 

It felt sacrilegious. A privilege you hadn’t earned. An insight to Leo that made your palms sweaty and itchy and your stomach feel like lead. You wanted to be here…

You feared it.

He was watching you with an unreadable expression when you turned. “Do you want to go back to the needle room?”

Needle Room. Just the name sent a shiver down your spine, goosebumps and chills breaking out as you recalled the phantom smell of rubbing alcohol and disinfectant.

“No,” you whispered, too tired to keep the petulant edge from your voice despite the fact you knew he hated it.

Leo sighed again, his shoulders moving with the motion, and you idly realized his hands had yet to move, or unclench, from the rigid way he kept them at his sides. “Then, you,” He tipped his beak towards you, then to a point across the room, “bed.” 

He waited, patient as the moon, for you to cross the room, silent as you pulled back the covers and slipped between the sheets. You weren’t sure what to make of the way his eyes lingered for a moment, or of the way tension seemed to bleed out from his frame.

“Get some sleep.” He offered, voice noticeably softer, closer to that rumble you remember from the nightmare of your rescue. “If you need me, I’ll be just down the hall.”

You watched, unblinking, as he turned and disappeared from the doorway, not even a scuff of his feet to announce his departure. 

Maybe you were dreaming, maybe it had been a fictitious Leonardo that had offered the one thing you’d dreamt of, the one thing that you were sure you’d never get to experience. The one wish you’d squashed and squeezed, hoping one day it would disappear completely.

You were in his space. You looked slowly around the room, taking in the little pieces of decor, and the way everything was set just so. It screamed Leo, down to the soft blue blankets you were curled up under. 

Safe. The room told you. Safe from prying eyes, from staticy emotion boiling off other’s bodies, from questions you weren’t in any state to answer.

Safe with Leo.

Your eyelids fluttered, tension bleeding out of your spine with every deep inhale, letting the stale scent of teakwood and jasmine on the sheets, the incense from across the room, the tea on the little table beside your head, swirl together, lulling you to sleep with the scent of Leo.

Safe with Leo.

[daeyumi]

💫🌟 From the Heavens (Eclipse the Moon) 🌙✨

[Cycle of the Stars]

[meirimerens]

a mask of someone else's gold

commission for @spkyct8 🔑

[buwheal]

Damn, Spam, did the cake taste that bad? - bad joke. Sorry you're havin' a rough day. We're here if you need to talk, or if you just need a distraction.

[minecraftdog]

when you are in love with your best friend but emotionally stunned and you both didn't have much sexual experience before and suddenly you are both famous and free and everyone wants to sleep with you so it's easier to play edging the line with each other and fucking everyone else while the other sees when you flirt with them and you egg each other on but you are actually both yearning for each other and the tension is too much but you know you will be together forever no matter what so even when you make mistakes now he will always be there for you and you fucking wear his chain always on your neck and you are fucked up and he is fucked up but you are too afraid to actually fuck up what you both have ......

yeah toxic yaoi fr

[collophora]

haha I'll never finish this

but hewwo new followers <3

[kyoghurts]

ROUND 6. kenji's incoherent yappings

you know what im just gonna take a really quick moment to analyze this scene cos..?????????? till was basically rejecting ivan’s smoochie woochie eugh he doesn’t know what the fuck is going ON. like . dude why are you suddenly kissing me and looking at me like that???

this one split second of them looking at each other, till’s perplexed expression is without a doubt evident on his face. but he lets ivan holds his face? he doesnt? push him away? like till is only digesting this just now and? actually pays even a little of his attention to ivan?

and then lets take a moment to also consider ivan’s expression. his eyes—always set upon till. his black sorrow, as black as his iris. as dead set as he is to his black sorrow, as obsessed and a freak that he is, lets himself run free of his affections like hes always longed for without consideration of till's feelings. of till's perception of ivan because he always believed and have been true that till will never, never look at his way. so yes, he will force his way for this. just for this split second, after all, their lives on the line. so he will make the most out of it. he is human, he is selfish, he has so much to give out and he can practically rip his heart from his ribcage if asked by till. that dead look is basically saying "i fucking loved u ever since were children, u ignorant piece of shit. look at me. look at me now"

then boom he feels tight hands choking him and with almost no resistance, accepts it with grace. slightly tilting his head back as he feels the pressure of each fingers restraining the circulation of air from lungs to throat.

now at this point, ivan could, you know. take till with him in the afterlife. he could fulfill his own selfish desires. he could tie till with his being because he is a freak like that. he sees their score and thinks "yeah, thats it. thats how its supposed to be."

"its my gift. its for you" that one small and tender peck to his lips is just. Augh. that took me out.

when blood gushes forth in his mouth, heart in throat. i think the actual choke here is ivan and his perpetual unrequited love for till. all for this moment, its always been a dull throb of pain, i think that explains why the presence of symbolism and strong emphasis on certain themes of this round is lacking. vivinos shoves us in the face with "take this shit. ivan will never be more than something to till. thats all there is to it." like, vivinos shrugs, and "it is what it is! :3"

which is another level of sad. there is no meaning to any of this. its just a guy with too much to give and another guy who has lost his everything. ivan will never be something to till. and ivan is replaceable to the aliens like any other pet humans they have. ivan, is meaningless, ivan is replaceable.

yk ivan sells himself short in the interview right? i think there's some truth to it that speaks of himself. and now, secrets revealed. all plain in the face. its that simple.

[skitskatdacat63]

Google, play "Closer" by Nine Inch Nails

[personishfive]

in which the metaverse is a dangerous place

[svtskneecaps]

i'm still stuck on the purgatories so here's a list of purgatory 2 moments simply off the top of my head that deserve to be remembered:

aimsey ducking all of axolotl team alone in a cave with literally half a heart

goose gang fucking descending on the raccoon base and absolutely wrecking shop

ethan crankgameplays clutching up for team panda during the capture the flag game by being the only one hanging out in the center and periodically checking the chests, earning them a shitton of flags and clutching multiple rounds

crow team's egg taking 0 damage

pac doxxing goose gang's egg in the last second

shelby shubble as the last member of her team online writing a letter to aimsey and sharing the world's most devastating ten minutes before her team was eliminated with one of the eye creatures (coco? i forgot lol)

badboyhalo absolutely fucking DEMOLISHING the battleship event on like 2 hours of sleep and a dream

wuant(?) stealing a tv from the battleship event and then playing portuguese ice age on it for the crows lmfao

tubbo djing for his team while waiting for the time for a goose gambit

theguill CRASHING THROUGH THE FUCKING CEILING of the raccoon team's hidey hole like the fucking kool aid man in a last effort to save his team and 4v1 or 5v1 ing team raccoon; he lost but that was such an epic fucking moment

theguill and etoiles pvping and each hyping the other's skills the entire time

seapeekay escaping cellbit and baghera and then stealing their boats and rocketing past to tease them about it; that shit was iconic

kenny going mad with power collecting sand on literally day 1

the english speaking squirrels taking actual physical notes on portuguese phrases (i think)

lgbtiba

i may add more this is an off the top of my head list but like got DAMN i like these events :D i like them a lot

[moeblob]

As an attempt at a polite "going forward" comment...

I do not plan to draw for Three Houses or Hopes for a long while. I know a lot of my followers are from the past four years and I appreciate that you followed me at all! But if you are only interested in the art of those characters I wanted to be clear and say you can unfollow me at any point if what i draw no longer aligns with what you want to see.

I might draw for other FEs (like Heroes or 13/14/17) but I do not want to get involved with 3H any more. I do have other interests and across tumblr, twitter (now inactive), and sometimes on discord I've heard enough "I thought it was (FE3H character)".

This is not one person doing it and it is not simply one character being mistaken. I simply want to distance myself from 3H and have unfollowed a few people that reblog art of it because it just leaves a lingering bad taste in my mouth.

My ask box will continue to remain closed on this account for a little while longer which I apologize for. If you are okay with continuing to follow me but have something you would like me to tag as a warning please DM me for it! I do not want you to be uncomfortable if you want to stick around but I do not have the ask box open for a couple reasons currently.

Thank you very much for your time and I hope you can find artists who can provide art for topics you like.

[shokupanda]

severely sorry for not logging into this acc for months. hereforth is carl echo vn to visualize where i have been mentally. bweh :3

(ill be back posting art soon since its almost the semester break now! thank god)