#eepy af

[toffeesbabbles]

chat is this anything

[beatheprincess]

This heat made me take a HUGE nap for at least an half n hour

[hinge]

Hinge presents an anthology of love stories almost never told. Read more on https://no-ordinary-love.co

[21go-gay-today37]

Remaining hours to wake up time 5

Good.ight<3 ;v]

[junicoins]

Ghtkrkdllaloe

[k3n999]

Based on this post.

AisVan's bodies diff side by side~

Aaaaaand

*head in hands* one of the 'idk wth is this I'm fw it' stuff that I like to make⤵️

Guess who gets smashed later? hahaha haahaa (it's 3am I'm so deeeaaddd)

There are actually bit more panels at the end but I'm like, EXTREAAAMMLYYY tired rn, I know I can js continue this later but Idk why I felt like I HAD to finish this like my rent was due or smth auuegghhhh. It's also more of a self indulgent kind of thing so yyyeehhhhh

[portsandstars]

Touchstarved- A Dating Sim About Mental Health!

Tired of playing dating sims where the Love Interests have trauma larger than the unplayed games in your steam library? Irritated that the fictional characters you encounter in visual novels are even more damaged and problematic than the people you meet on dating apps?

Touchstarved is a game that fixes all of that! In Touchstarved, the Love Interests have all resolved their personal struggles and aim to help you overcome your own with their practical and timely mental health advice!

Meet the cast:

I'd reccomend giving it a try:D Since playing the demo, my sleep schedule has improved, my mind has become quieter, and I've found myself spending less time online. Not only is it fun, it's great for your overall wellbeing! Let me know what you think once you've played!!

[hinge]

Hinge presents an anthology of love stories almost never told. Read more on https://no-ordinary-love.co

[cool-thymus]

obkk+a third wheel of choice 😄 (@acian0 i saw your tag about shisui!) following @vonnlune's obkk&gai art 💛

i'm using this meme as an opportunity to declare that Obito and Shisui have such dumbassary potential! Two overpowered Konoha Menace Super Elite Shinobi you don't want to encounter in battle, but also, two absolute dorks heart of gold puppy retrievers who actively try to do the right thing (eventually making things worse xD). In other words, Kakashi has Gai and Tenz. I want Obito to have a friend, a buddy, a silly goose to share things with and get in trouble together 😄 da meme ref👇

[rosy-crow]

😭 i am in fact allergic to just making sephiroth happy so make him cry first and THEN give him comfort /lh

OHOO WE ARE THE SAME MY FRIEND

Your wish is my command 😈

Writing Prompt

(TW for implied dark subject matter and war crimes + child death + crimes against humanity + typical war stuff)

“Sephiroth. Don’t….,” Angeal spoke in a tone that harbored an uncharacteristic coldness to it. Not due to Sephiroth’s presence or behaviors, but owing instead to a haunting of the mind. A memory. Recent and clawing inside his head. Sephiroth knew the thousand yard distance Angeal’s gaze was fixed on all too well and ignored it, turning away. He had learned to smother the shocks of war as a child.

Right now, fury was bubbling inside the cauldron of the hero’s heart and it was all he could feel.

“It’s not worth it this time. Let Lazard deal with this. The damage has been done. We can’t kill Heidegger’s men….,” Angeal urged as he leaned against the wall of a crumbling village hut to catch his breath. He dropped his eyes in shame and defeat shortly after.

Sephiroth clenched his fists until the leather sang. To weaken the enemy, he and Angeal had been sent to eliminate a key air defense system situated within the outskirts of an old Wutai village. Lazard’s orders had been concise and simple. The target was to be destroyed. Civilian casualties in the local area were to be avoided.

And then Heidegger had sent his troops. The Shinra Army’s dogs, Sephiroth thought. The murder-hungry men only uniform and composed when standing in array for the public. The crude morals of their idiotic commander had bled into their barracks and ranks like vile toxin.

When the bastards had arrived to “cause a distraction”, the village had been razed while Sephiroth and Angeal were taking down the tower, negating Lazard’s plans for his trusted SOLDIER duo.

One battalion of some 15-20 particularly drunken soldiers among the deployment had enjoyed the free show and then some more of their own accord.

The civilian bodies lying in the village center weren’t simply charred and lifeless. Oh no, there was a touch of sadism in the carnage that any man with eyes would have spied upon inspection.

“If we report this to Lazard, he can alert the President. They’ll be disciplined and with luck, tried for war crimes…..” Angeal said, trying to stay calm and reason with his friend. He knew Sephiroth doubted Shinra’s judgement and wanted to confront the men himself.

Sephiroth may not have been a real hero. He may have been comfortable with the killings of wartime. But he could not draw pleasure from pointless suffering, and Angeal knew this truth better than any other. Such behavior disgusted Sephiroth, drawing him back to a time in his youth when all he knew was laughter ringing in his ears during bouts of searing pain.

“Sephiroth….”

Sephiroth kept his back to Angeal and did not reply. He started off towards the smoky, ashen village that lay in ruin and despair. As he vanished into the haze, Angeal’s heart stood still with fear.

—

When Angeal found Sephiroth again, he merely found a boy huddled in the corner of a dark room, as if he were catching a glimpse of an unspoken past.

Sephiroth was sitting, hugging his knees to his chest, against a blood-smeared wall inside a trashed and half-singed room that had evidently once been the quiet living space of a Wutaian family.

Blood mingled with the ashes. It painted the brown tiles and broken furniture. It marked the bodies of at least ten mutilated Shinra troopers scattered in a pile on the floor. It caressed the corpse of a woman and a child who was likely her young daughter still caught up in her stiff arms.

Masamune was thrown to the side of the scene, dappled with crimson.

“What did….” Angeal couldn’t speak. The knot in his throat cut off his voice like a vice.

There was a long and dreary pause.

“….I heard cries….screaming….” Sephiroth’s strained reply was somewhere between shaky and hollow. “I came to see….”

His face raised up to Angeal and the latter saw blood dripping down porcelain temples, eyes bleeding with pearly droplets, and skin marred by blackened filth. Angeal couldn’t begin to describe the expression his friend wore. It was the face of someone who had given up on trying to understand the horrors of life. Sephiroth looked so painfully small right then.

“They hadn’t stopped….I just killed them….the men….they were drunk….” Sephiroth was fighting with his own words, forcing them out. “I don’t care that I did, Angeal….I feel nothing…”

“And the….mother and child…?” Angeal got ahold of himself and tried to avert his eyes from the ruined corpses. He was going to be sick. His steps led him to sink beside Sephiroth, trying to connect with the retreating figure.

Sephiroth looked at Angeal as the man took to his side. The hero pursed his lips, shifting his head in an awkward tilt to the side as he tensed every muscle in his body, grasping for control over his breathing. It ached so much…the puncture in his chest that had tugged down the dam behind his eyes. He didn’t want it to happen again…but speaking would….possibly…it….

“Shot dead. One of the soldiers. I wasn’t fast enough,” Sephiroth whispered, hiding his face away behind his bloodied bangs. “I was….confused and they took advantage of my hesitance….because when I came in….there was this little voice babbling and sobbing….I saw….the mother comforting her daughter…they were covered in blood…”

“Sephiroth.”

“I couldn’t…sav…..”

Angeal no longer hesitated. He reached over to draw Sephiroth towards him and the latter allowed the embrace, even nearly clinging to Angeal as if nothing else could ground them both right then.

“Angeal….the child…..she….”

“It’s okay. Just breathe.” Angeal spoke it like a gentle order. Stern and soft. Holding on tight and steady. “Breathe.”

“She kept….crying “mama” like she couldn’t feel her….mother’s comfort any longer…even in her arms….I keep hearing it….”

“Sephiroth.” Angeal firmly held his brother-in-arms and hushed him, sighed deeply as he felt Sephiroth shudder and war with his heaving inhales. The choking, cracked strain of his words was muffled and haggard against Angeal’s uniform sweater.

“It’s….not…fair….”

“Stay with me. Come on.” Angeal ordered again, somber and patient. He ignored the warm waters that melted into his shoulder. He simply held on, unmoving as stone. That was all he could do. It would work.

And it did.

When Sephiroth finally pulled back, his skin was stained with all the grief and salt of his lapse in composure, but he had managed to find himself once more, carrying a world-weary and worn out look in his stare in remembrance of the moment. Angeal nodded as solemnly as he would during a funeral service, his grip finding Sephiroth’s armored shoulder.

“Let’s go. Back to HQ. You need to eat and sleep, k? I’ll talk to Lazard….I promise…..” Angeal said. He watched as Sephiroth brokenly acknowledged the promise and hung his silver head.

“Okay.”

“We’re going to end this war, Sephiroth. We’re going to end this cycle of violence. I won’t give up until we do.”

And so, Angeal raised them both up from the fractured ground and led Sephiroth away from the cruel memory like a guiding star.

[gingermintpepper]

There is almost nothing more important to me than the idea that the gods have seasonal forms. Like, they should all have regional forms too (and in actual art and depictions they do) but the ancient greeks had so many important seasons and festivals for so many things and I wish so hard that there were more modern interpretations of gods in seasonal attire.

[1pcii]

Zoro napping while holding his swords like this is something that can be so personal actually

[valhelos]

for the WIP game : “holly eepy” ? :3

holly eepy! :3 + this holly sketch i never did anything with

[marionmabelle]

it’s so hard being a restless leg syndrome princess who just wants sleep 😔

[phoenix-before-the-flame]

Aaaaaand we got here a very long overdue Gray commissioned by @classysassy9791 who was mad patient for the time I kept her waiting!

Thanks again for commissioning me my dude!👉😎👉

[messymoonmad]

ONE LAST ASK BEFORE I GO DRAW ME PAMPERING YOUR ANTINOUS BECAUSE I FOUND THAT FUNNY

What's gayer, being gay, or whatever the fuck me and my boyfriend had going on last night?

https://www.tumblr.com/tiredwavedad/771809747008733184/if-you-have-time-to-impersonate-father-you-have?source=share

Im confusion 😩

This is my sign to go back to work so i can sleep tonight

[xoxovillageboy]

played the entirety of hoa with my roommates tn and im proud to say ive recruited two new jalim truthers

[randomajrfan]

kgnbjdgb

guys, AJR is an awesome band. But oooooh TIK TOK the bums they are took the music and made trends!!!! bum bum bum!!!!!!! idk ask me stuff, im bored