#I teared the hell up

[moopsoup]

“i ain’t lettin you in no more, remmick.”your voice barely holds. arms crossed. jaw set. like you’re trying to convince yourself more than him. “can’t keep doin whatever this is with you.”

remmick leans on the doorframe, arms loose at his sides, head tilted just enough to look sweet. innocent. “you say that every time.”

“cause i mean it.” you said as simply as ever but you knew he could read you like a damn children’s book.

he hums low. slow smile curling at his lips.

“what if i fuck you real nice this time?” he says, voice like honey poured slow. “sweet n’ slow. how you like it. kiss every inch of you. let you sit on my face? hm?”

you blink. heart kicks. throat tight. “you think that’s gonna work on me?”

he shrugs. doesn’t even bother looking guilty. “i hope so?” he licks his bottom lip, eyes dragging over you like he already knows how this ends.

“c’mon, sugar. let me in.”

your hand’s still on the door. you should close it. really you should. don’t give in.

instead, you step aside. “come in.” you sigh

[noodles-and-tea]

Been catching up on Sherlock & Co….

[breakthesword]

no point in pitting mark against mark. innie mark & outtie mark are both valid in their feelings & lives. they both struggle to empathize w the other bc it’s extremely hard to empathize when it’s through a screen. when u don’t know the person. imagine it then also being YOU?? so u think u know what this person needs, wants, how they’ll just agree with you, etc. imagine just having a steady, baseline hatred for urself & then trying to empathize w another version of urself that u can never speak to face to face. then imagine being that other version & helping this woman u know get out of a terrible situation bc it’s the right thing to do & then watching her turn into a stranger. u can follow that stranger & end ur life, or u can turn around and live. neither mark is wrong for what they’re doing. they both love someone & want to live. helly and mark deserve to have a life together & gemma deserves to have her husband follow her out to freedom. that’s the whole point. severance is fucked up & no one wins except lumon. these are the consequences, & everyone’s just trying their best

[quercus-queer]

You can always count on me to reject a headcanon of a disabled and/or neurodivergent character being asexual without any elaboration. Exponentially so when a creator decides to label a disabled character as ace after the series has ended, absolutely zero hints in the media occurred, is very clearly in response to the popularity of a queer ship, and in announcing this new aspect of the character also announces they know nothing about asexuality and are picking this identity as a convoluted way to say the character can’t be in a relationship.

[edlucavalden]

Im gonna puke i think this might be rhe worst thing i ever drew in my entire life

Mithrun milsiril and helki dynamic

[nellasbookplanet]

Here’s the thing:

I want Predathos to get out.

Not because I hate the gods or want to see them killed or driven off (in fact, I find the 'the gods are tyrants' arguments to be laughably incorrect and deeply hope c3 ends with the pantheon still present) but because ending the campaign without facing Predathos would be a huge anticlimax. If Bells Hells simply kill Ludinus and go back home, it will feel like killing the minion but never actually getting to the big bad. What if c1 had ended with killing the Briarwoods but never getting around to Vecna. What if the m9 had actually managed to kill Lucien with their trap in Aeor before he made it into the Astral Sea to set off his plan. We wouldn’t have gotten to see the nature of the somnovem, the horrific flesh city or the peace of putting it to rest, the wild creativity that was the final battle of imagination. If c3 ends without showing us what the fuck Predathos actually is I will go lie facedown on the floor for a week wondering what we missed out on.

Now, this doesn't mean I want the hells to purposefully let the beast out of its cage. I would prefer the campaign not end with the heroes finalizing the villain's plan and setting off calamity 2.0, thank you very much. But if Ludinus still has an ace up his sleeve that makes Predathos' release all but inevitable (which I honestly expect)? Maybe even if there’s a party split and one or a couple of the hells take the decision into their own hands (looking at you, Ashton)?

I'd love that shit. Show us what Predathos truly is. Let it eat Ludinus maybe. Give us a glimpse of the true end if it’s let loose on Exandria. Have there be a horrific realization of oh, this is what the Vanguard was arguing in favor of. And then kill it.

[max-of-progress]

Could've gone my whole life not knowing that they crafted Silco out to be this "dirty little thing" and the only one who didn't see him as that was Vander, but noooo.

They had to go out and put that on print with those fuckass pictures of them young and in love so that every now and then I'll remember that fact, about how Silco fought so hard to not be seen as some dirty thing and how Vander never saw him as being that until he did, and how damning that must've been for Silco to have the one motherfucker who saw you as something different, something beautiful even, try to put him down in filth.

[tangledinink]

you ever, like... live in a really lovely little apartment for four years and really enjoy it and are very happy there, but then your landlords abruptly tell you they're not renewing the lease next month due to reasons' outside of anyone's control, so you and your roommate scramble in a mad panic to secure adequate housing for the coming year while stressed out of your minds, and then you do find a nice new apartment but then when you get the keys on the first of the month when your lease begins you go in and discover that oh hey the dishwasher that the realtor assured you was in perfect working order prior to you signing the lease when you explicitly asked them about it? no actually it is busted to hell and back and filled with expanding foam and mold and steel fucking wool for some goddamn reason??? and sealed shut with metal brackets and silicone, and also the prior tenant left open unpackaged food in the cabinets and now there's a severe ant infestation, and also oh hey the stove is broken, too, so that doesn't work, and also oh hey, the shower is broken, too, so that doesn't work, either, and you look inside one of the lower kitchen cabinets, which you didn't get to look at during the showing because the unit was tenant occupied at the time, and actually the entire thing is filled with mold and has such severe water damage that it is partially collapsed and visibly the wood is rotting??? and then you immediately contact the new landlords like "yo what the fuck this needs to get fixed IMMEDIATELY" and they just flat out ignore you??? and now you're spending a lot of time reading up on the city's municipal code and tenant rights???

yah haha me neither. that'd be, like... crazzzyyyy tho, right???

[mutantfactor]

Fangs of Fortune | Zhuo Yichen & Zhao Yuanzhou 𓆩 .˚⋆ Darkest Night ⋆˚. 𓆪

[howly]

during bella's time as a human, edward loved taking her out on picnic dates, or cooking dinner for her, or, when she insisted, cooking together with her (especially when he was still learning to get the hang of seasoning). for the most part that made him feel like he could almost be human with her - chopping vegetables together in comfortable silence, or getting lost in a conversation while she ate. every now and then she would accidentally get a couple crumbs stuck to her cheek, or a smear of ice cream on the tip of her nose, or a bit of sauce at the corner of her lip. he wanted so badly to kiss it away, and many times he leaned forward and almost did, but his natural revulsion to human food always made him stop instinctively and ruined the moment. it was nothing dramatic, really, but it was yet another reminder that as much as he tried to be human with bella, he never was.

so when they went on their first hunt after bella woke up as a vampire and she made a mess of herself when she caught her first mountain lion, edward couldn't help himself. his feet started walking towards her without him even thinking, and his amused expression confused her. she felt the lion's blood all over her lips and chin dripping down to the ground, brought her hand, also blood-stained, up to her face, and asked "what? did i do something wrong?". without a word, he removed her hand and started kissing the blood off her chin, inciting a surprised laugh from her: "edward, what are you doing?". he just laughed back in response. was he supposed to explain that he was yearning to make this simple gesture for months? that somehow animal blood tasted sweeter off her skin? that in spite of the years he spent dreading the day she'd become a vampire, he was ecstatic to be kissing her while a carcass she drained lied at their feet? maybe in another life he had been human with her. but in this one, she was a vampire with him, and it felt so, so right.

after that moment he secretly wished bella never learned to be neat with her hunting, just so he could walk up to her every time and kiss the remaining streaks of blood from her face. and because she picked up right away how much he enjoyed it, she never really bothered to learn.

[ikram1909]

My club 😭😭💙❤️

[fistfuloflightning]

When Ming Fan finally fought his way through the underbrush to where the Rift had appeared, it was already too late. Shizun and Luo Binghe stood at the edge of the yawning chasm, swords unsheathed and pointed at each other. He hadn’t thought much of it when Shen Qingqiu had flown past him so soon after the earthquake that had torn open the Rift, but he could now see there was something very wrong. Shen Qingqiu’s back was turned to Ming Fan and his face hidden, but he could see plainly the fear and confusion on Luo Binghe’s face. Along with the glowing, damning mark on his forehead. Something demonic.

Ming Fan gripped the foliage, forcing himself not to run out. Not yet. He’d end up dead or wishing he was. He had mocked Luo Binghe early in the Conference, yes, but he knew the younger boy had done nothing to merit this kind of punishment—!

In a matter of seconds, Xiu Ya had stabbed forward, Zheng Yang had shattered, and Luo Binghe had staggered back into the Rift.

Everything seemed to still.

Ming Fan sucked in an breath and darted out of the foliage—but it was too late. Luo Binghe’s arm vanished over the edge just as Ming Fan ran past their shizun. He lunged forward the last few feet, fingers clawing at Luo Binghe’s forearm just in time. Caught, held. The sudden weight had him crashing again against the ground and the wind was knocked out of him. The taste of charred earth mixed with that of fresh blood where he’d nearly bitten his tongue in half.

But that was inconsequential. Not when he could feel the weight at the end of his arm that told him he didn’t fail. Even when the only person he needed to acknowledge that fact was someone he couldn’t stand. No one deserves to die like this, Ming Fan thought viciously. Not even him.

Dangling below him, Luo Binghe’s eyes were wide with terror and confusion, at odds with the damning, demonic seal glowing on his forehead. But there was something like gratitude there as well, out of place and so painfully frail.

For a fragile second, it felt like they were breathing the same

“Shixiong—”

With a cry, he was wrenched from Ming Fan’s grip and into the Abyss below. Ming Fan’s cry was strangled in his throat.

He didn’t know how long he remained there, clenching the burned grass with white-knuckled fingers and straining his eyes to see through the acrid smoke that rose from the chasm for even the barest glimpse of Luo Binghe. But time moved on and the Rift sealed shut and when Ming Fan blinked and once more became aware of his surroundings, he realized he was not alone.

Shen Qingqiu loomed over him like a stone Buddha, face cold as jade. His spiritual sword was once more sheathed, his robes neat and not one hair out of place. As though he hadn’t had a hand in what had happened here.

“You… you killed him,” Ming Fan breathed, still unable to fully process what had just taken place. But that’s what it was, a death sentence fed to the hungry maw of the Endless Abyss.

Shen Qingqiu. “He was a stain upon our sect.”

Ming Fan could feel the rage slowly rise. “He was a disciple of Qing Jing Peak. He was your disciple.” Acknowledging it was like vinegar on his tongue but a boy was dead because of him. He stared at Shen Qingqiu as if seeing him for the first time. Stripped of his elegance and his masks…

“He was a demon.” Shen Qingqiu sneered down at him. “There is no need to explain to you why he needed to be eradicated.”

Ming Fan tore burning eyes away from that frigid, impassive mask. He couldn’t bear looking at the man he had so long idolized. Instead he stared at the ground, in fear he would do or say something he could not undo. And beside his knee he saw slivers of metal.

The shards of Zheng Yang, tangled in the burned grass. Ming Fan’s vision blurred and his breath grew sharp and ragged, anger slamming into him full force. He wrapped his fingers around the pieces, the razor pain of their edges grounding him as the rest of his world unraveled like poorly woven cloth. His shizun had failed him.

And he had failed his shidi.

[once-more-with-anxiety]

me,slapping both of my hands over everything about the cancellation while kicking the last episode aside with my foot: so, how do you guys think the next season will start? I'm thinking Charles and Edwin go on a date or something, personally.

[aaverageguy]

My only take away from Napoleon 2002 is that this hoe looks identical to the Roblox man face

I KNOW Y'ALL SEE IT TOO

[cheaploafs]

no fights are ever won without sacrifice

[zeb-z]

dude. what is up with Edward Twilight. He really tried to establish dominance over Arthur ‘call me Sir until you earn my name’ Bennett, in the craziest, most confusing interaction, where he gloated over being with Mary, but also gave a ‘we saw you across the bar and dug your vibe’ sorta energy in what I can only call an attempted power play? and then he immediately lost the idgaf war so bad to he had to make two frenzy checks.