#you know the ' you took everything from me ' ' i dont even know who you are ' yeah

[luvoooenha]

Lucky charm!

Pairing- Boyfriend! Jake x Girlfriend! Y/N

Summary- Jake, the top soccer player at UNI, always relied on Y/N’s support—until a huge argument left him distracted before a big game. Without her in the stands, he struggled to play, missing shots and worrying his team. Realizing how much he needed her, a teammate called Y/N, who debated but ultimately showed up, looking her best. The moment Jake saw her, his focus returned, and he played like himself again. After the game, they made up, proving that Y/N was truly his lucky charm.

Warnings- FLUFF, FLUFF, FLUFF, anger, angst, arguments, happy couple… (jokes! Not really)

Word count- 1.8k

plsplsplsplsplspls dont copyyy my work!

“You don’t get it, Y/N!” Jake’s voice was sharp, frustration thick in every word.

“Then explain it to me, Jake! Because right now, it feels like I’m the only one trying.” Y/N’s arms were crossed tightly over her chest, her voice shaking between anger and hurt.

Jake let out a humorless laugh, running a hand through his hair. “You think I don’t care? That I don’t appreciate you?”

Y/N exhaled sharply. “Jake, I’ve been to every single game, every late-night practice, every stupid press conference where they ask you the same questions. And not once have I ever complained.” Her voice broke slightly, but she pushed on. “But the second I bring up how I feel, I’m the bad guy?”

He opened his mouth, but no words came out. The look in her eyes—raw and filled with unshed tears—made his chest tighten.

“I can’t keep doing this if you don’t want me here, Jake.”

His stomach twisted. That wasn’t what he wanted at all. But his stupid pride got in the way, and instead of telling her the truth—that he needed her more than anything—he muttered, “Maybe it’s better that way.”

The second the words left his lips, he wanted to take them back.

Y/N’s face fell, her jaw tightening as she nodded slowly. “Okay.”

And just like that, she turned and walked away.

Jake stood frozen, watching her disappear into the night.

He had just made the biggest mistake of his life.

-

The silence between them was louder than anything Jake had ever experienced.

Y/N hadn’t texted. Hadn’t called. Hadn’t shown up to practice.

Jake told himself he was fine. That he could focus better without distractions. But when game day rolled around, it hit him like a freight train.

He jogged onto the field, scanning the stands on instinct. But the seat where she always sat—third row, left side, just behind the team bench—was empty.

His stomach clenched.

He tried to shake it off as the game started, but his body wouldn’t cooperate. His passes were off. His speed felt sluggish. Every shot he took either hit the post, went wide, or was blocked by the keeper.

The frustration built with every mistake, weighing him down like lead.

The final whistle blew, and UNI had lost. Jake barely heard the post-game speech from his coach, too busy replaying every missed opportunity in his head.

When he got back to the locker room, he didn’t even bother taking off his cleats right away. He just sat there, elbows resting on his knees, staring at the floor.

Jay, his closest teammate, nudged him. “Dude. What’s going on?”

Jake exhaled slowly. “Nothing. Just an off day.”

Jay scoffed. “Nah, man. This is more than that. I’ve never seen you play like this.” He paused. “It’s Y/N, isn’t it?”

Jake didn’t answer.

Jay sighed. “Look, I don’t know what happened, but it’s obvious you’re a wreck without her.”

Jake clenched his jaw. “She’s probably better off.”

Jay rolled his eyes. “Yeah? Then why do you keep looking for her in the stands?”

Jake said nothing.

Jay grabbed his phone. “I’m texting her.”

Jake should’ve stopped him. Should’ve told him to leave it alone.

But he didn’t.

Y/N sat on her bed, knees pulled to her chest, as she mindlessly scrolled through her camera roll. Each swipe brought a new memory, a new reminder of everything she and Jake had been before it all fell apart.

There was a photo of him grinning at her during one of their late-night study sessions, his notes forgotten as he balanced a pencil between his nose and upper lip, trying to make her laugh. She had rolled her eyes at the time, but she could still remember the way her stomach had fluttered when he looked at her like she was the best part of his world.

Another picture—Jake, covered in sweat but grinning like a fool after a big win, his arm slung lazily around her shoulders. She had been laughing, caught mid-cheer, his jersey draped over her like a second skin. She had been so proud of him. She always was.

And then, one of her favorites—a candid shot of them from a lazy Sunday morning. Jake, shirtless and half-asleep, stealing bites of her breakfast as she swatted at his hand, laughing at his shamelessness. His hair had been a mess, his eyes still heavy with sleep, but he had looked at her like she was the only thing that mattered.

Y/N’s chest ached.

She missed him. More than she wanted to admit.

Her fingers hovered over his contact, the familiar urge to text him creeping in. But then, like a cruel reminder, his words echoed in her head.

"Maybe it’s better that way."

She swallowed the lump in her throat, locking her phone. If that was what he wanted, then fine. She wouldn’t be the one to break first.

But then, as if the universe was laughing at her stubbornness, her phone buzzed.

Jay: Jake’s a mess. He needs you. Badly.

Her heart clenched.

She should ignore it. He was the one who pushed her away. He was the one who made her feel like she didn’t matter.

But… if that were true, why was he struggling so much?

Y/N exhaled slowly, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her expression was unreadable, but her eyes betrayed her, filled with something she wasn’t ready to name yet.

She could walk away. Let Jake figure this out on his own. Prove to herself that she didn’t need him as much as he needed her.

But that was a lie.

Because no matter how angry or hurt she was… she still loved him.

And she wasn’t sure she ever wouldn’t.

With a resigned sigh, she grabbed her jacket and touched up her makeup.

If she was going, she was going to make an entrance.

She headed out the door, her heart pounding.

Jake needed her.

And whether she liked it or not… she needed him too.

-

Jake jogged onto the field, his mind clouded with doubt.

His body felt heavy, his nerves shot. The last few games had been a disaster, and the weight of failure clung to him like a storm he couldn’t outrun. He tried to shake it off, stretching his arms and bouncing on his feet, but nothing felt right.

Then, instinctively, he looked toward the stands.

And everything stopped.

His breath hitched. His heart stuttered.

Y/N was there.

Sitting in her usual spot—third row, left side, just behind the team bench.

Jake blinked, half-convinced he was imagining it. But no, it was real. She was real.

And damn, she looked good.

Her hair was styled just the way he liked, her makeup subtle but stunning. She wore his favorite shade, the one he always said made her eyes stand out, and even from across the field, he could see the way her lips curved in something between challenge and amusement.

She came.

A rush of energy shot through his veins, the kind he hadn’t felt since before she left. His pulse pounded, but this time, it wasn’t from nerves—it was from something deeper, something electric.

His lucky charm had returned.

And just like that, everything clicked back into place.

The whistle blew, and Jake was unstoppable.

Every pass was precise, every shot powerful. He weaved through defenders with the confidence he’d been missing, his movements sharp and deliberate. The frustration that had been drowning him for days melted away, replaced by pure instinct.

And every time he scored, he didn’t look at the scoreboard. He didn’t look at his teammates.

He looked at her.

Y/N sat there, arms crossed, trying to look unimpressed. But he saw the way her lips twitched, the way her fingers tapped against her thigh. She was proud of him—he knew it.

By the final whistle, UNI had secured the win. The crowd erupted in cheers, his teammates swarming him with congratulations, but Jake barely acknowledged any of it.

His eyes were locked on her.

Without a second thought, he sprinted toward the stands, pushing past the crowd. Y/N had already started making her way down toward the field, and when she stopped in front of him, they just stood there, staring at each other.

For the first time in days, Jake could breathe again.

“I was an idiot.” His voice was breathless, raw. “I didn’t mean any of it, Y/N. I was just—” He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his sweat-damp hair. “I was scared. Of how much I need you.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow, arms still crossed. “Yeah? I figured, considering how hard you flopped without me.”

Jake huffed out a laugh, shaking his head. “I deserved that.”

“Damn right, you did.”

A small smile tugged at her lips, but Jake didn’t miss the way her tough exterior wavered, the way her eyes softened just slightly.

He took a step closer. “Y/N, I mean it. I never should’ve pushed you away.” His voice dropped to something quieter, more vulnerable. “You’re everything to me.”

She sighed, finally uncrossing her arms. “Jake… you can’t shut me out when things get hard. That’s not how this works.”

“I know,” he admitted, his gaze never leaving hers. “And I won’t. Ever again.”

Y/N studied him for a long moment, and then, finally, she sighed in defeat. “You’re lucky I like you, Sim.”

Relief crashed over him, and before she could say anything else, he closed the distance, wrapping his arms arowund her and pulling her in tight.

She hesitated for half a second before melting into him, her arms circling his waist.

Jake buried his face in her hair, inhaling the familiar scent of her perfume, and everything felt right again. “I missed you,” he murmured.

“I know,” she teased, voice muffled against his jersey. “I could tell from your embarrassing game stats.”

He chuckled, pulling back just enough to look at her. “Guess I need you to keep me in check.”

“Clearly.”

Jake reached up, brushing his thumb over her cheek, his voice softer now. “So… does this mean you’ll be at the next game?”

Y/N smirked. “As long as you keep winning.”

He grinned, pressing a kiss to her forehead before whispering, “Then I guess I have no choice.”

Because she wasn’t just his biggest supporter.

She was his lucky charm.

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[rouge-the-bat]

yo would anyone be able to help out and send me and my girlfriend ( @ashtwinproject22 ) some money for some kitty-wellness?

TLDR; we need help to get 3 female stray cats fixed asap as its mating season, and get one of my cats lump checked at a vet before fixing him too. this all can cost anywhere from approx $157 to $253+ the unknown price for potentially removing the lump. if you can help, my girlfriend's cashapp is $nalathequeen2186 and paypal is @nalathequeen2186 !

(also please check the reblogs when you can, in case i have any updates about prices, if we reach the amount we need, changes to the situation, etc. will also show updates of the kitties when we can get them fixed/to the vet, to prove were getting it all done!)

the strays weve been trying to help out ⬆️

my sweet silly boy with the lump (ft. me) ⬇️

full explanation under the cut:

one of my brothers and his girlfriend moved in with us until they can find a place, and they brought over the cats that were living under their house that theyve helped take care of, but theyre mostly stray, and unfortunately my brother is very "let nature run its course" about outside cats 🙄

its 3 sister mama cats, and we already took in their 3 surviving babies, and have gotten 2 of the babies fixed and have the 3rd one scheduled to be fixed in less than a week. so atm, we have 7 cats in this house, and as much as i would love to, we just cant take in the 3 mamas as well, even though theyre incredibly sweet.

im unsure what our full plan will be about the 3 mamas, especially since im unsure what my brothers plans with them will be once he and his gf move back out (were not exactly on speaking terms right now since hes been a total piece of shit about me and my gf struggling with mentall illness- which he doesnt even believe is real 🙄🙄🙄). im hoping we can get them nice homes, but at least for now were wanting to get the three of them fixed so there wont be more stray cats, and especially not more kitties dying out there. and unfortunately, mating season slipped my mind and is now upon us, so we REALLY need to get these mamas fixed ASAP.

and in addition to that, one of my cats has this large-ish lump on his right side that were wanting to get checked out, and get him fixed as well. i suspect that its nothing serious, considering it doesnt seem to cause him any issues- he'll even lay on it without a problem- but im worried about it nonetheless, and we'll need to get it checked out and potentially removed before we can get him fixed in case it could cause complications during the neutering.

unfortunately, as you can imagine since im making this post, we dont really have the money for this. my mom, who we live with, rarely has much extra money and certainly doesnt atm, and me and my girlfriend have been struggling with too many mental health issues- and for her, physical health issues as well- to get a job for a while now. things will be improving soon now that we have adhd diagnoses, but my gfs insurance is dragging its feet to finally get her adhd medication approved, and i only JUST finally got my own a few days ago, and am basically playing extreme catch-up with trying to get stuff done around the house right now and help out my mom more.

im really not sure exactly how much everything will amount to, but so far ive figured up getting all 3 mamas fixed should be either about $75 if a certain program the spay/neuter clinic nearby has for strays/ferals can be used, or if not itll be between $111-171, and getting just an exam to check out my cats lump would be around $55, and i dont know how much a potential fixing/removal of the lump could be as i cant get an estimate until hes examined. then itll be $27 to get him neutered.

so if this is all right, and were able to use the program, theres no health risk with the lump, and no other additional charges for anything else, all of this can cost about $157 or so as the minimum, OR it could be around $253 PLUS however much it may cost to fix up the lump.

(also as a bonus pic, heres the 3 precious babies we took in that the mamas were collectively taking care of. theyre living a nice cozy indoor life now and are very happy and SO sweet <3)

[blossomzip]

realized i could not fit all my screaming in the tags—and because you took the time to compile thirteen poems you deserve screaming for all thirteen of them!! (actually this is highkey incoherent but......hay)

Isn't Every Love Poem an Unfinished Love Poem?, Cristin O'Keefe Aptowicz — from seungcheol

“praise the caps / of your shoulders, my lips / pressed against them.” is sooooo work song!csc coded and im on my knees. Love that art would stop in its tracks for when it appears. HELP ME. (AND THE WAY THE POEM JUST CUTS OFF W ONE LINE AT THE LAST STANZA LIKE ITS UNFINISHED RAHHHH)

If I Had Three Lives, Sarah Russell — from jeonghan

“to remember what skin feels like / when it’s alive.” quoting kae, is this not yjh!!!! this poem feels like the evil twin of better half, esp: “And I’d wonder sometimes / if I’d ever find you.” (when I come after u kae I too know your govt name and where u live WAG AKO)

True Love, Sharon Olds — from joshua

Again, this feels like ur hozier js fic (worship in the bedroom) (I love the u/ylangelegy cinematic universe!!) oh to love a joshua who is also your best friend, to be so comfortable with all aspects of life, spiritual, carnal, romantic, etc. “I cannot see beyond it. I cannot see beyond it.” Because this is everything already!! The most blessed time of [his] life!!!! (dont even get me started on the religious implications of that word choice vis a vis christian boy jisoo)

February & my love is in another state, José Olivarez — from junhui

The way this got me gagged from the first line—“when I walk down the street, I hold hands / with the wind.” JUNHUI MY SWEET MAN……. “sky so honey, I could almost taste it.” [wailing] JUNHUIIIII……. jun giving you a poem with “stay with me.” BYE I CANT DO THIS RN. in love & in solitude.....my wen junhui.......

Variations on the Word Love, Margaret Atwood — from soonyoung

Imagine ksy giving u this poem and it’s your first read ,, youre like 😦🙁 at the first half LMAOOO my guy is gonna be like JUST HEAR ME OUT— until u get to the second half. (Then there’s the two / of us.) ;; Ohhhmylord: “this word is not enough but it will / have to do.” “in wonder / and pain, a breath, a finger / grip on a cliffside.” Fall, but not into fear; into love. my ksy who stands tall in the face of fear etc

The Leash, Ada Limón — from wonwoo

a jww x ada limon poetry alignment with “I want to say: Don’t die.” and “Don’t die, I say,” SHOULD BE A PUNISHABLE OFFENSE. WHAT DO U MEANNNNN. KAEEE WHEN I CATCH YOU!!!! “Perhaps we are always hurtling our body towards / the thing that will obliterate us, begging for love / from the speeding passage of time” IF JWW GAVE ME THIS POEM I WOULD SOB. oh to love with eyes wide open, to see disaster in the world yet remain tender. (intrusive thought: apocalypse au jww)

You Do Not Have To Love Me, Leonard Cohen — from jihoon

LJH AND LEONARD COHEN DO U WANT ME TO DIEEEEEE. imagine a songwriter gifting you a poem from another songwriter I WANT TO DIE (2). the title alone is so jihoon. “while I am still / the many men who love you” oh my ljh you are both one of a kind and a man of multitudes. “I prayed that you would love me / and that you would not love me” STOP IT RNNN!!!! why is this so in the mood for love coded. 

Watching you talk on the phone, I consider the empty space around atoms–, Rhiannon McGavin — from seokmin

lsm + domestic intimacy in the kitchen. so u want me to pass away. “I am enough / of you to warrant this flavor of intimacy” hit me harder than it had any right to YES YOU ARE ENOUGH OF ME LEE SEOKMIN MY LOVELY SUNSHINE BOY…..the last three lines (YOU’D CREATE ANOTHER UNIVERSE) has me running laps cos when will I get an everyday kind of romance…..bonus: w lee seokmin……..[nurse may baliw po]

O Small Sad Ecstasy of Love, Anne Carson — from mingyu

First of all. KIM MINGYU AND AN ANNE CARSON POEM HAS TO BE A CRIME. “I did a road trip / all over my mind and heart / and / there you were” is so uklg “all journey is return” coded . WITH YOUR LITTLE TOOLKIT / FIXING SOMETHING. Stop It . mingyu being both the clumsy type and one who shows love by acts of service (cooking, cleaning, helping his members etc) ++ THIS. all journey is return and I will find you quietly building and rebuilding and repairing!!!

The Quiet World, Jeffrey McDaniel — from minghao

in my head this is the lost in translation couple coded u cannot argue w me. the title alone?!?!!?!? hao saving his words for his most precious person…I rmr thinking of him as the most mysterious member even at the start so this is just Doing Something for me… being gifted a poem by hao with “I slowly whisper I love you / thirty-two and a third times.” (firm believer that his last word would be YOU—not i or love but YOU!!!! bc u are his love [wails])…… oh my xu minghao you are so dear to me…..your love is as steadfast as the sunrise

A Walk Round the Park, Sandra Lim — from seungkwan

“I laugh, because the pleasure was earned // yet vouchsafed, / and I made room for what was dead past and what // yet didn’t // exist.” MAN. what a line for bsk ,, oh to love and fast forward to the good part, knowing that you have endured the hardships!! “I was not always kind, but I // was clear.” IS SOOOO HIM !!! #1 communicator bsk (who will always try to be kind but will not always succeed, but oh he tries to clarify himself always)

Guilty of Dust, Frank Bidart — from vernon

LISTENNNN i love the thought of Vernon gravitating toward contemporary poetry—esp the more experimental ones in format. AND THIS POEM CHOICEEEEEEE!! kae I love your brain. “forgetful of my very self so often I / desired to die to myself to live in them” is this not chwe vernon coded. the thought of vernon gifting WHAT YOU LOVE IS YOUR FATE and you are each other’s love (and therefore fate) bye I rly cant do this.

First Date, Megan Williams — from chan

A first date poem for chan are u kidding me. also the imagery of this is reminding me of that one time he was on a show n he met up w and drove (?) a carat as part of a segment and . im not okay. “The bridges in this city are famous & / terrible. My love is too.” + “All my / life, I’ve been pivoting to emptiness.” LEE CHAN GET BEHIND ME…… but the thought of chan gifting you a poem w “I want the warmth of your gaze to / convince me that living is worth the / discomfort.” + “…is a small price to pay for a hand in mine.” is SOOOOO…!!!! love in the every day…to bear discomfort, not to say it disappears with a lover's presence, but simply that discomfort is made worth it.....dont touch me rn.

svt & love poems they'd give you.

★ footnotes: decided to marry the two halves of my heart this valentine's: svt and poetry. this is unashamedly inspired by the brilliant @heartepub, whose constant intersection of svt x poetry inspires me to no end. viv, you are an entire poem in itself; i would give you all the pretty words in the world, if i could. + happy carat day, everyone!

seungcheol ★ Isn't Every Love Poem an Unfinished Love Poem?, Cristin O'Keefe Aptowicz

Praise the caps of your shoulders, my lips pressed against them.

Praise the poem I was trying to finish when you showed up

at my door.

jeonghan ★ If I Had Three Lives, Sarah Russell

If I had three lives, I'd marry you in two. The other? Perhaps that life over there at Starbucks, sitting alone, writing—a memoir, maybe a novel or this poem. […] I'd walk the beach at sunrise, find perfect shell spirals and study pockmarks water makes in sand. And I'd wonder sometimes if I'd ever find you.

joshua ★ True Love, Sharon Olds

I quietly call to you and you come and hold my hand and I say I cannot see beyond it. I cannot see beyond it.

junhui ★ February & my love is in another state, José Olivarez

stay with me. while the sky is still golden, hold the ladder so i can climb, & from the highest rung, i can scrape away a drizzle of light to wear around my neck. alone

is the star i follow. in love & in solitude: alone is the home with the warmest glow.

soonyoung ★ Variations on the Word Love, Margaret Atwood

This word is far too short for us, it has only four letters, too sparse to fill those deep bare vacuums between the stars that press on us with their deafness. It's not love we don't wish to fall into, but that fear. this word is not enough but it will have to do.

wonwoo ★ The Leash, Ada Limón

But sometimes, I swear I hear it, the wound closing like a rusted-over garage door, and I can still move my living limbs into the world without too much pain, can still marvel at how the dog runs straight toward the pickup trucks break-necking down the road, because she thinks she loves them, because she’s sure, without a doubt, that the loud roaring things will love her back,

jihoon ★ You Do Not Have To Love Me, Leonard Cohen

I wrote all these songs for you I burned red and black candles shaped like a man and a woman I married the smoke of two pyramids of sandalwood I prayed for you I prayed that you would love me and that you would not love me

seokmin ★ Watching you talk on the phone, I consider the empty space around atoms–, Rhiannon McGavin

To make my birthday cake from scratch, you wouldn’t just plant strawberries: you’d create another universe. I wanted you

warm and close as fresh laundry and here we are, Tuesday. Of course you love me, you’re wearing one of my socks.

mingyu ★ O Small Sad Ecstasy of Love, Anne Carson

I did a road trip all over my mind and heart and there you were kneeling by the roadside with your little toolkit fixing something.

Give me a world, you have taken the world I was.

minghao ★ The Quiet World, Jeffrey McDaniel

Late at night, I call my long distance lover, proudly say I only used fifty-nine today. I saved the rest for you.

When she doesn’t respond, I know she’s used up all her words, so I slowly whisper I love you thirty-two and a third times.

seungkwan ★ A Walk Round the Park, Sandra Lim

We did not say much to each other but

we grinned, because this love was so good you sucked the

rib bones

and I licked my fingers like a cat.

Now I’m omniscient. I’m going to skip past

the hard

parts that go on for a very long time.

vernon ★ Guilty of Dust, Frank Bidart

the voice in my head said

LOVE IS THE DISTANCE BETWEEN YOU AND WHAT YOU LOVE

WHAT YOU LOVE IS YOUR FATE

chan ★ First Date, Megan Williams

I want the warmth of your gaze to convince me that living is worth the discomfort. That other people can like me. That the bottlenecked bridge full of squealing tires & suckers who can't merge is a small price to pay for a hand in mine.

[againaweasel]

You've probably spoken about this before but... thoughts on Fenrir Greyback and his relationship w/ Remus?

Oooh thank you for the ask! This one kinda got away from me so brace yourself for a hell of a yap 😌

I dont think they had anything that could be construed as a relationship at all. At least not majorly 🙂‍↕️ And I don’t mean romantic (but very much also that), I mean any kind of contact beyond across a battle field or when Greyback came along to the camp when Remus was a spy. Obviously Remus despises him but that’s where it stops.

Remus is one of many children that Greyback bites, he’s only notable and allowed at school because he has no contact with Greyback. He’s special for that and nothing else. The kids that greyback raises matter far more to greyback and the cause he’s working towards…because they’re actually involved.

The yap continues under the cut

I think it’s unlikely that greyback would have any where near as strong feelings about Remus as Remus has about him. He might find it funny to mess with Remus on the very rare occasion they were in the same place, but that’s kinda it. There’s too many other children and adults he bit and brainwashed to bother with one random kid he bit like 30 years ago.

But Remus would utterly despise him even before he knew it was greyback who bit him. He’d be horrified and sickened at the prospect of being anything like him, and then destroyed at the idea that his lycanthropy came from him. But for the most part Greyback represents everything Remus fears about himself, far more than he’s someone Remus knows personally and dislikes. Greyback is like an awful political figure for Remus the way that Umbridge is, relatively out of reach but all the more hated for it. Even tho Remus is a direct victim of Greyback.

There’s a very real possibility that they only spoke a handful of times across a battle field (like the Lightning Struck Tower) because neither Remus nor Greyback give any inclination otherwise 🤷

And I kinda like that. It is a disgusting kind of evil to leave the destruction in his wake as Greyback did over and over again and not care about it. To him, Remus was just another success story because it punished someone (Lyall) who pissed him off.

To Remus it was a life altering event, one he’d never really recover from the trauma of.

To Greyback it was a Thursday.

[theokusgallery]

I hate that I have reoccurring themes in everything I make. YES this guy has a complex over the fact that everyone prefers his sibling AGAIN. YES he was ostracized by his peers since he was in primary school and never knew why until years later. URGH

[dent-de-leon]

TAZ Ethersea my beloved.....

[my-thoughts-and-junk]

thinking about fallout 4 against my will

[vampmilf]

hold on im still too mad at this one fucking guest to take a nap i need to be a hater for a minute

[fadeintolight]

pont pont vesszőcske

[fuzzbuns]

Arlecchino discourse is really awkward because both sides are so convinced they are right and that the other side just lacks media literacy but 9 times out of 10 the take in question is also wrong and it leaves me scratching my head a little bit….

[ratatatastic]

entering to panthers pulse does go pretty hard luosty yeah

Luosty Cup Day | 8.5.24 (x)

[foreseers-flower]

john in rdr1 is so special to me i feel crazuyzuzyszy

[fiendishartist2]

guys what if i want to make my own apollo justice game.

[dawntheduckrb]

They put me downstairs at work :(

All thumb healing progress was undone in one evening apparently. It actually felt mostly fine on Sunday, until after work. They put me in an area I'm rarely sent to on Sunday evening, and I had to do a ton of heavy lifting. My arms are sore but it's like a post-exercise soreness (painful, but still very normal). My thumb felt fine allllllll day today, until I started to draw. Even with breaks, it still feels super tense, and now it's hurting even when I'm not using it. I'm gonna take that as a sign to stop for the night lol

I have one drawing I want to finish before school starts back up, because I'm worried it'll distract me if I don't have it done before then. Of course, if my hand prevents from finishing it, I'll manage, but that'd suck :')

On a lighter tone I feel very strongly about this cat in a blanket I found, I don't know why it amuses me so much but it's such a mood

[lzrdprsn]

It's really weird when you know someone in a context different from how everybody else knows them so you look at them and you still kind of see that person they used to be

[synchlora]

and so it happens once more