#yep still hurts

[fagcrisis]

what happened to asexual jay white you guys used to love asexual jay white

[okamirayne]

Still I Hear You Say…

Art by NYX

Really appreciate you giving me permission to go ahead and share this collab, NYX! It’s been a source of joy since 2023. You know how I feel! Thank you 😭

🥹😍💔❤️‍🩹 Kudos to NYX for turning a telepathic dialogue between these two into this gorgeous piece 😭 Respectfully (as promised) trying to contain myself 🫠🥹

Kōni means pixie / imp (and was Naoki’s nickname for Karibi)

🎶 Song inspo for these two (and Genma) Never Too Late by Three Days Grace

“Even if I say, "It'll be all right" / Still I hear you say, you want to end your life / Now and again we try to just stay alive/ Maybe we'll turn it all around, 'cause it's not too late, it's never too late.” 💔

Full Lyrics below

This world will never be what I expected

And if I don't belong, who would have guessed it?

I will not leave alone everything that I own

To make you feel like it's not too late, it's never too late

Even if I say, "It'll be all right"

Still I hear you say, you want to end your life

Now and again we try to just stay alive

Maybe we'll turn it all around, 'cause it's not too late, it's never too late

No one will ever see this side reflected

And if there's something wrong, who would have guessed it?

And I have left alone everything that I own

To make you feel like it's not too late, it's never too late

Even if I say, "It'll be all right"

Still I hear you say, you want to end your life

Now and again we try to just stay alive

Maybe we'll turn it all around, 'cause it's not too late, it's never too late

The world we knew won't come back

The time we've lost can't get back

The life we had won't be ours again

This world will never be what I expected

And if I don't belong

Even if I say, "It'll be all right"

Still I hear you say, you want to end your life

Now and again we try to just stay alive

Maybe we'll turn it all around, 'cause it's not too late, it's never too late

Maybe we'll turn it all around 'cause it's not too late, it's never too late

It's not too late, it's never too late.

[noscomnias]

"even though we may take different paths, i am... still his little sister."

[barghest-land]

me when mexico....

[r1ngfinger]

ok we're back. what the fuck

[eiko-chatter]

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[samcarpentersbiceps]

buffy, the vampire diaries, the originals, legacies, angel the series <3

the originals

angel the series

the vampire diaries

buffy the vampire slayer

legacies

[ame-to-ame]

there are things that you don't do for a year or more and pick up just right where you left off and these days i fear loving you might be one of them

[psychicpanic]

“tell me emily, can a heart still break once it’s stopped beating?”

[kitteqq]

painfully trying so hard to figure out how to draw them. im suffering

must old man taoi be so hard to draw damn!

[mymelodyisme]

👉🏽👈🏽

[ladylimerence]

sunday

awake- alive- alone- again.

remembering who is standing by my side while i rebuild myself , i cannot possibly fail.

still choosing reservation, and on the days I don’t, i must have forgotten that nothing matters.

attracting abundance into my life, i hate saying that sometimes because my life is already so abundant- it’s like I’m asking for more, beggars cannot be choosers so I decided to be a chooser, i choose the abundance already presented to me, silver platter and all.

i have to remain introverted and inside out. the wolves come when I put my heart on my sleeve, hunting for pleasure.

-x

[placesyoucallhome]

😊 Would my muse ever ask someone on a date? (For Ruhka!)

Though I have answered this in part, to be more specific for Ruhka--

It's a yes and no.

It's true he'd joke that something is a date, make his flirty comments and generally be a cad, but it's all song and dance, really. If he really, truly, was interested in someone, he wouldn't outright ask for something he knew would be seen as romantic. And quite likely he'd scoff and disbelieve if he was asked in turn.

But. He would ask someone to join him on a trip. He would ask if they wanted to go see that new tavern down the way. If they wanted to sneak into Gubal Library, or try real hingan food, or stay in and spend the night in one of his own libraries, because after all, it's raining right? Can't walk back to their own place in that.

He will be desperate to spend time with them, give things he thinks they want or need, and not expect even a little acknowledgement back. But he couldn't call it a date, because that would be admitting he'd already given them something they could break.

[essektheylyss]

In retrospect, one of the weeks I'm home alone was not the time to start House of Leaves, but yolo.

[strifethedestroyer]

so uh during my episode i kind of. um

[imprettybitchin]

💤

My muse is having a nightmare. Send 💤 for their reaction to your muse waking them up Status: Accepting! @mikewheelertm

El wanders the Upside Down, screaming for someone who’s name El can't quite hear. Every part of her feels heavy and dull. Cold pricks the edges of her consciousness. If she doesn’t find him soon, she might just drop dead herself. But she has to find him. Of that much, she’s sure. 

She turns a corner and finds a figure strangled by vines. Their skin has the grey-tinged, nearly translucent quality that humans have after being killed by creatures from the Upside Down. 

Something El will soon have if she remains here any longer. 

Against her better judgment, El walks closer to the figure. Narrowed eyes scan the individual for any identifying marks, but it’s hard with the two vines obscuring the victim’s face. The one covering the person’s mouth refuses to move, but with some effort, El’s able to use her powers in order to move the other vine. The blood drains for El’s face. The entire world feels like it’s tilting to one side, and she nearly throws up with the sudden vertigo. 

Mike.

It’s Mike.

This can’t be happening. 

One of the vines pulls her back, but she scrambles forward to pull the vine covering his mouth. A few slug-like creatures ooze from his mouth and plop onto the ground.

“MIKE!”

The vine is pulling her with more force now, but she tugs her arm away. She can't leave him like this! She can't leave him here to die! he'salreadydeadhe'salreadydea-. El shakes Mike, but nothing happens. dead!dead!dead! NO. NONONONO-

"MIKE! MIKE!” 

The vine shakes her so much that she’s suddenly yanked from the Upside Down into somewhere filled with bright yellow light that seers her sensitive eyes. Then she sees him.

Mike.

Mike is alive. Mike, alive but concerned, looks down at her as she continues to thrash and scream his name. His lips are moving, but she can't hear him. Then, what feels like an eternity later, his voice finally comes through, and El finally stops resisting. She’s as exhausted as in her dream, but thankfully without the dreaded cold seeping into her bones. Mike’s name still falls from her lips over and over, only the screaming has turned into quiet pleading as tears stream down her face.

Mike, please be real.

Mike, please be alive.

Mike, please, please, I need you.

Mike.

Mike.

Mike.