#you’re not the only one

[nouearth]

Am I the only one that became so obsessed with tom Daley. He's hot AF I can't

💌 : i find this answer so funny because 😭 i’m pretty sure he’s the most thirsted after olympian, LOL. he has such a big fanbase!

[most-tragic-character-tournament]

Hi, I'm so sad I didn't find this tournament before entries closed... there are a bunch of characters I wish I could enter. Is there any way you could redo this tournament again in like a year or so with all the pst entries + more like bringing it up to 512? I always hate the lost potential of tournaments not getting the reach and number of characters I know they are capable of and I have characters I would particularly want to propose...

I’m sorry is there any way I could what

[telephone-junkie]

📸 ig: @that_guy_you_met_at_that_show

[paracosmicessence]

have doodle lol

functionally, i am alive, emotionally?? idk about that work has me crying almost everyday now chat idk if i can do this anymore

[ronronnn]

and i’m far too proud to talk to you anyway

[metalcorebarbie]

hello <3 mmm, for the one question thing… what album are you currently playing on repeat? and if not album, what song?

Helloooooo 🧡 I’m not listening to any albums on repeat right now but some songs I’ve listened to a lot lately are…

Easy by All Faces Down

Endlessly by My Dilligent Future

English Blood // American Heartache by All Time Low

Pompeii MMXXIII by Bastille & Hans Zimmer

Maroon by Taylor Swift

One More by Beartooth

Me by Dead By April

What songs or albums are you listening to on repeat??

[alphashley14]

My immediate family and I have been cut off from most of the extended family that we once had.

When I was a kid, we had so much extended family that we would have upwards of three different parties to go to for every holiday. Each packed with a whole different circle of loved ones.

Then a particularly entitled Aunt decided to scream at my Dad for not taking her shit, another one of my Aunts got drunk and threw a drink in one of my Uncles’ faces, and my Grandpa and step-Grandma got divorced and her entire side of the family has refused to have anything to do with us ever since.

These people were my village. They raised me. And all of this happened within a span of only 5 years when I was in High School. I’d spent my whole childhood loving these people and truly believing that they loved me too. I would brag to my classmates about how “rich” my family was for how much family we had and how much love there was to go around. To lose that many people, for reasons of their own choosing, was absolutely devastating.

I remember one of the saddest and most embarrassing moments of my High School life happened just before Winter Break. My Math teacher was having everyone go around the room to share where they were going and what they were doing and all of the family that people were going to see for the holidays. Now, I know a lot of people are very uncomfy with being put on the spot like that but I’m not one of those people. I’m an open book and love talking to people. I would usually totally own a situation like this. But that time? That subject? Every story about my schoolmates’ wonderful gatherings and family traditions broke me a little more until I wound up a sobbing mess at my desk in front of the entire class. I ran out of the classroom, my teacher followed me, aaaand I wound up apologizing for my own emotional reaction and then trauma dumping all over her about how big and wonderful Christmas used to be and all of the bullshit that had happened in the past three years. But she was really nice and talking to her made me feel a lot better. And nobody was mean to me later about crying. So it was all good. It was fine. I’m fine. 🥲👍

So coming back around to wrap this mess up in a big shiny bow: I’ve lost a lot. Mourned a lot of people, even as they still live and breathe. But as much as it hurt, I’m grateful for it. Because now all we have left are the ones who truly matter and who love us enough to stay family through thick and thin. And I’m happy and comforted to know that my family and I are no longer wasting our time and our love on people who aren’t worth it. ❤️‍🩹

[apollos-boyfriend]

[aro-tarot]

Oh, it was funny last night.

So, my nana was watching the new season of Heartstopper. I watched it the day it came out, but she always waits until I’m visiting her to watch shows we both like.

Anyway, we were maybe 2/3 into the new season when Nana said, “You know who Charlie reminds me of? Merlin.”

Nana is thinking like someone in fandom circles without ever being in the fandom circles.

[diamondzart]

I simply could NOT resist, okay?

I SHIP IT! I DON’T CARE! I SHIP IT :D

[rainpunk07]

hear me out, danny speaking russian (dc x dp hc)

so i was just watching a video about space, right? allegedly, turns out if you (an american) wanna board the international space station you must speak russian fluently since the only way to get there is by a russian shuttle and pilot (nasa apparently ended their own shuttle program way back when??) (don’t quote me on this)

so picture danny learning russian at a relatively young age for the sole hope of going to space and such, and it coming out every once in a while when he’s mumbling or something like that (it’s basically second nature to him)

so danny ends up at gotham for whatever reason (demon twins, reveal gone wrong, idc, they’re all cool) and he wants to start anew, so he pretends to only speak russian?? ig?? it’d make for some funny/interesting BatFam interactions i suppose

i don’t know where i was going with this but i want to read prompts of danny speaking russian

[twinki3zs]

Me rn

This ship has officially grown on me.

[magic-owl]

I don’t believe in gatekeeping at all but if you flat out admit to me that you’ve consumed little to ZERO of the canon media and have gotten all of your information based off of reading fluffy fic with woobified characters, I will not be taking ANY of your fandom opinions or meta seriously

[thisantithesis]

thinking of professor lupin teaching a bunch of middle schoolers. he’s the kind of odd teacher that everyone knows about, but every year without fail his students end up loving him because of how fun he makes class. he has a picture of him with another man on his desk, and it’s kind of blurry, not really showing more than a young, smiling Remus holding a person with long, black curly hair, which he never talks about, but one day one of the more outspoken students asks him about it and all he says is “oh, just me and an old friend” and then promptly moves on. of course no one believes him, because although they might be children they still have keen eyes, so they see the small, fond smile on his face when he glances at the picture from time to time. word gets around school, not in a malicious way, just children curious about who odd professor lupin could be so fond about. eventually weeks pass by, to the point that the picture on remus’ desk is almost forgotten, until one day in the middle of class, a strange man knocks on the door. the class erupts into whispers when they see the long curly hair, all holding their breaths to see who exactly this person is, and they’re not disappointed when the man walks up to professor lupin, gives him a kiss on the cheek, and hands him a lunchbox with a small whisper before turning around and leaving. everyone is dead silent as remus puts his lunch away, gaping at the professor over what just happened. eventually one of the kids speak up, asking the question everyone is wondering: “was that the same man from the picture on your desk?” remus seems unfazed by the looks he’s getting from his students, replying with a simple “yes” as a smile slowly shapes his lips. “why did he kiss you on the cheek?” another student asks, to which remus replies “because he’s my husband.” his answer sets off an avalanche of questions, a chorus of “HE’S YOUR HUSBAND!?” echoing through the classroom. the shock of the discovery makes it a highly discussed subject for many weeks to follow, students across the school still in disbelief over it because they can’t believe that the man, remus’ husband, is real. they all talk about how he must be an angel, because no one can be that beautiful. with his curly hair, bright blue eyes and sharp gaze, and it’s all remus can do to relay every single word he hears to sirius when he makes it home in the evening, knowing how much his husband enjoyed flabbergasting the minds of those young children.

[anniflamma]

y'all anni did NOT plan for manwhore au

*cough cough*

anyway I forgot who animated ody getting stripped by Zeus and having Zeus open legs in their thunder bringer au wip, can y'all remind me?

Well, it’s because I didn’t planed it. It was comments on my WIP posts and I then pouring gasoline on the fire with that short comic. I genuinely didn’t expect it to blow up like this. 😅

And I know anon that you just joking here but I can't help to say it’s a bummer that some people think of that au when watching that sequence, especially since I intentionally wanted it to make the viewer feel uncomfortable. I feel like that au made some people misjudge that scene.

[honehonn3honey]

What happens to this empty place, waiting for my arrival...

Rook in my heart. You can read the monster list here @lustlovehart

[Alt under the cut]

This is the original version but God, I don’t see anything else and I didn’t want others to get hurt watching

Now here I put my thoughts as I drew him:

I think our beautiful creature doesn't really have a human anatomy, his limbs are long and with very little muscle covering. Their bones could click together if it fully manifested. Claws replacing part of the bony fingers and nails. You could feel the long ribs behind that thick sack

He doesn’t need beyond his big and cool gothic sack to cover his abnormal appearance, after all the is no more shadows and fog for everyone’s eyes

The darkness consumes you from the pores, in each puff of lungs, you could become one with him and he would be delighted

I feel that it is detached from all worldly, but I would keep a thing or two of those who most appreciate... like the feathers of Neige or a brooch of Vil