#first submission post!!!!!!

[your-fave-has-low-empathy]

BROTHER NIER from "NieR Replicant" (2010)(2021) has low/no empathy

submitted by anonymous

[mitamicah]

Watafuk Bojan, why are you in my dms and sharing my art 😱😭😭😭

(Best Valentines surprise ever 🥺🥺🥺)

[florida3exclamationpoints]

Steggy + textposts pt. 2/?

[banjotheturtle]

Saiki K Tamagotchi!

[forgotten80sfilm]

“Identity” - June 24th - wc: 480 @rosekillermicrofic

CW: Alcohol abuse, self-loathing,

𑁍᪥𑁍᪥𑁍᪥𑁍᪥𑁍᪥𑁍᪥𑁍᪥𑁍᪥𑁍᪥𑁍᪥𑁍᪥𑁍᪥𑁍᪥𑁍

Barty never liked the taste of Firewhiskey. It was too cinnamon-heavy like drinking a melted fall candle mixed with rubbing alcohol. But if you ever saw him at a party, he’d have a cup of it in each hand because it got him drunk the fastest. Being drunk was Barty’s bliss because when the wobbly knees and fuzzy feeling set in, he could forget. That was always his goal after all, when he drank he drank to forget. He drank to forget his father, to forget his childhood, and most of all to forget himself. However, the problem with drunk-forgetting was that the process of hangover-remembering was soaked in vomit, piss, and self-loathing. There was not a time that Barty hated himself more than when he was bent up on the bathroom floor looking at his shaking hands and wondering how he got there. He knew it was killing him, the constant poison flushing in his system. But still, every Saturday night he had a blissfully blank memory and every Sunday morning he ended up back on that stone floor again. That was where Evan always found him.

Though Evan also drank, he never got black-out drunk like Barty did. He liked to be able to recall at least most of what he did the night before. Mostly he liked to know that Barty was safe. So though his face was tinted slightly green with nausea himself, he’d sit cross legged by the toilet, lifting Barty’s head from the floor and setting it gently on his lap.

“Why do you keep doing this?” Barty asked, the question was pointed in equal parts towards Evan as it was back at himself.

“Because I love you,” Evan’s cool hand pushed Barty’s sweat-sticky bangs off his forehead, “Thought that was kinda obvious.”

“You shouldn’t.” Barty’s face scrunched up in disgust, the bitterness of all his regrets clung to every taste bud on his tongue.

The process of forgetting and remembering was so intrinsically tied to his very identity. More times than not it seemed by trying to forget all that made him similar to his dad- his temper, his cruelty, and the easiness of his lies- he couldn’t remember all that made him himself- his loyalty, his passion, and his ability to make even the sourest motherfuckers genuinely laugh when he spoke.

“Just sleep, Bee. You’ll feel better in an hour.”

“Are you going to leave?” The words oozed with a timid vulnerability few knew Barty Crouch Jr. possessed.

“Not a chance,” Evan leaned his head back against the wall “So don’t bother throwing a fit about it.”

“But-“

“I said I’m staying, Bee. I’m staying.”

“Okay.” He swallowed thickly with a nod, this time it wasn’t vomit that burned the back of his throat, it was tears. They fell silently as he pressed his eyes closed and forced himself back into unconsciousness.

[ohana-means-quoting-incorrectly]

Nani: So, you lied to me?

Lilo: That depends on how you define lying.

Nani: Well, I define it as not telling the truth. How do you define it?

Lilo: Um, reclining your body in a horizontal position?

[shiftythrifting]

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WOAH SOMEONE SUBMITTED SOMETHING -- YO OP what browser are you using and are you in the legacy tumblr mode?

[secriden]

excuse me i just stumbled on this photoshoot (?) on Twitter and

wtf why does peat have that rich 太太 (tai tai) energy?? (ie. a wealthy, spoiled, pampered trophy housewife)

why does fort look like his assigned bodyguard who is officially just there to make sure no one gets to his boss through his 'wife' but he's also totally fucking his boss' wife on the down low

they totally plot to murder peat's rich husband and have him inherit his fortune and afterwards fort stays as his kept man bodyguard and peat rules his financial empire with an iron fist.

why do i need a fic about this like i need to breathe.

Edit: so i wrote a thing (its mahasamut/tongrak and its way more intense then i even anticipated)

[relatablepicturesoffinnmertens]

[sneeb-canons]

Headcanon #500:

Mind is afraid that when he distances himself from or above the others, that he will be too far gone to come back down. That when his paranoia gets the best of him, he'll shut everyone else out and then be completely alone with no way back to where he was before.

Heart is afraid that if Mind is right, with the idea that what he does isn't genuine, that he's being manipulative without realizing it. Then therefore being Whole without himself there is the better option. That he'd be thrown out because his ideas would then be "not worth it" or even "vile"

Soul is afraid that no matter what he does or how good things will be, they'll always eventually split up again or even end up worse. Even then he has no clue what he's supposed to do or be during everything, and so because of that he'll never be whole. Or worse that he'll never really "feel" whole.

[who-suffered-more]

Submitted by Anon

Propaganda: “the saddest person ever. terrible horrible miserable things happen to him every day”

[azaracyy]

haikaveh week 2024 day 1: student days

[niennadreamt]

Elrond and Celebrían from @the-old-moon-laughed's DTIYS

Gushing and headcanons under the cut

I really enjoyed making this! The colors and the pose as just SO 😍!!! Thank you so much for hosting this!

I've added a few of my personal headcanons about embroidery and adornment, as well as my Korean Nolofinweans concept (or at least I tried, I'm still learning how to do skintones in general - most of my work has been greyscale).

[your-faves-are-in-a-qpr]

Mika Kagehira and Shu Itsuki from Ensemble Stars!! are both aroace and in a queerplatonic relationship! (headcanon)

[skullfragments]

in honor of the official 10th anniversary of Captain America: The Winter Soldier, i present to you this very accurate self-portrait i sketched in… (checks notes) 2019, of how i spent the first week of that particular summer break from college

@catws-anniversary