#heyyyyy omg...

[curseat]

˚꩜｡ @phys1cian SAID : ❛ I'LL BE GOOD, I PROMISE.❜

when the chill wind of october first grazes against suguru's cheek, he is of the half-mind to feel offended — the seasons change as they did last year and the year before and the millenia before that, too, and that itself adds insult to injury : that there should not be a manifestation of the world turning on its axis, and into itself, and inside out, ripped apart so meticulously that now there is something wrong to its core, on a molecular level, like the first cell in its self-destructive path to a tumour. all of it should have been turned into its opposite : summer-spring-winter-fall-summer or summer-winter-fall-spring or, or, or, something — ABSTRACT-MADE-CONCRETE.

he glances sideways at shōko, unlit cigarette hanging from his parted lips as he looks at her, at the pleading scrunch of her eyebrows and the glint in her eyes — ( the call came when they were together, and for half a second he almost thought this was then and not now — he almost saw the glint of white hair in the mirror, but when he stared back there was nothing but a boy in too-big-a-shirt, and they were again singular where there was had been plural. )

the sunset spills against the sky of tokyo — an hemorrhage of the sun in violent hues of red-orange-purple-blue, a fitting metaphor for what is to come. he understands shōko’s request — the desperate edge of it, the tingling on the tips of one’s fingers for some type of action. or maybe he doesn’t  ( not anymore ). suguru is not sure what he would do for what she has — a week hidden under the nook of his bed, forgotten to the world, the taste of a curse nothing but a forgotten bitter memory. he doesn’t have that luxury — most of them don’t.

there was once enjoyment to be found in missions — now there was only the dull ache behind his eyes and the churning of his stomach as it prepares for the inevitable. he looks away from shoko. he lights his cigarette. ❛ i just don't think it's a good idea. ❜ a beat. then, half apologetically: ❛ there's nothing special about this mission. ❜

[rocksanddeadflowers]

AU where one of the Bifrost side effects on Lyfrassir post-TBI is that they can make stuff rainbow colored by touch if they want (like stainless steel iridescent looking), but it has no other side effects it's purely aesthetic so they open a SpEtsy (Space Etsy) shop and sell stuff that looks like this:

[kaidabakugou]

i’m back 🙂‍↕️🤏🏼 (a threat)

[sherb-stitch]

taking a screenshot of every wizard101 character i like part 4

im really biased towards the girl characters im sorry

[butchelves]

you know an svu episode is gonna be fire when the cold open is a court scene

[okamiz36]

You're so underrated 😭😭😭

ESRDTGYUIJK THERE ARE SO MANY ARTISTS I KNOW WHO ARE UNDERRATED, IF YOU WANT AN UDNERRATED ARTIST GO TO @ultrabean (Ultra I would've pinged Akward but I forgot his account- so u get pinged instead also long time no talk XD)

[fallenclan]

Not gonna lie to you, they've literally been in one (1) panel together but

SorrelTeddy would be a cute ship imo lol

why do we have the same brain. happy to report that i checked and there IS something there. a lil smth. two middleaged motherfuckers with lil crushes <3

[inflights]

ISABELLA "BELLA" MORALES — pinterest. spotify. visage. musings. aesthetics. wanted.

QUICK FACTS:

FULL NAME: isabella “bella” morales

FACECLAIM: andrea chaparro

GENDER: cis woman

PRONOUNS: she + her

AGE + BIRTHDAY: twenty-two + april 6

LENGTH OF TIME IN WINDSOR BAY: twenty-two years

HOUSING: the countryside’s trailer park

OCCUPATION: waitress at sunrise diner + bartender at shooter’s

PERSONALITY: + discerning, intelligent, quick-witted / - distrusting, avoidant, fatigued

BIO -- tw for brief mention of domestic violence, alcoholism, infidelity, neglect, abandonment, & parental death:

bella grew up in windsor bay's trailer park, living with her mother, father, and elder brother. her mother, rosalinda, was known to be a very kind & hard-working woman who unfortunately ended up with a man who could never even hope to deserve her, a tale as old as time.

bella's home life has never been stable; many nights growing up were spent in her brother's arms, listening to him play his guitar, stuffing headphones in her ears to go to bed --- anything to drown out the incessant yelling & fighting downstairs. her brother spent most of his time making sure she didn't get in between her dad's temper and her poor mother, until he eventually began to fend their dad off himself. nights when her dad was out drinking became her favorite, because at least he wouldn't be home.

when she was outside of the morales trailer, life was different. there was a different light to things, a golden glow only characteristic of cherry-picked memories. fun with her friends, going to work with her mom ( a valued nanny for & close friend of the goldstein family ). when she misses windsor bay (which is rare), bella thinks only of these memories. but she's wanted to leave since the day she was born.

her brother left when she was thirteen, escaping their situation in the only healthy way he could -- no contact. bella, distraught, grew to resent him, knowing he did what was best for him but hating him anyway. she began to be home even less after his departure, preferring to sleep over at her friends' houses or spend as much time away as she could. this, of course, made things worse, but gave her a bit of freedom.

bella went through high school without much fuss -- keep your head down, get good grades, learn to take care of yourself, fuck around with your friends, and get out of this fucking town. it all materialized when she was accepted to her dream college, alongside her high school sweetheart. finally, she could get out, with the only person she trusted.

this goes well for a few years, until her last semester. bella's close, so close -- and then her father dies. oscar, who had had an epiphany after years of cheating, drinking, and abuse, had been taking care of rosalinda, who had fallen ill a couple years prior but encouraged bella to stay in school. now, though, there was no one left -- she had to go home. and while she's so close ... she drops out. leaves behind dreams of medical school, hope for a future out of windsor bay and her boyfriend, and comes right back to the trailer she hated so much. bella picks up her old job at sunrise diner again, and gets a job as a bartender at shooters for extra money to support her and her mom. just trying to get by one day after another.

HEADCANONS

the morales's are decently well-known around windsor bay for oscar's explosive temper and rosalinda's hard-working, gentle power. most feel bad for her and bella, and bella hates it. deeply.

has a bearded dragon named syrax as well as a ball python named diablo, both bella's prides and joys. she spends a lot of her little expendable money taking care of them and giving them the best life she can.

has a family dog named coco, a crusty white maltese that everyone is surprised is still alive, given she's been terrorizing people outside of the morales trailer since bella could walk. they're best friends.

has a slight (read: worse than she lets on) alcohol addiction. smokes cigarettes often, smokes weed when she wants to relax. big fan of an edible gummy.

style taken right from the thrift store -- no one was happier for 90s thrift to come back into fashion than bella was.

works mornings at sunrise (usually) and nights at shooters, takes care of her mom in the time between. leisure time is few and far between for her.

owns an old red pickup truck that she loves to death -- also something that everyone is surprised is still alive. but bella'll be damned if she lets it die on her.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

check back later for specifics, but off my head -- platonic soulmates, others her age (or a bit older) that her mother could have also taken care of as children, those in town who know about her situation and pity her, older muses who see the soggy wet rat she is and feel bad for her, old friends she ghosted when she left, friends she ghosted when she had to come back, fwbs, past hookups, etc etc. we can brainstorm too and see what we come up with !!

[screampied]

if sukuna fingers you with his long ass claw nails he's gonna shred the inside of your meow meow like cheese

just sayin

-♛

💀💀💀💀💀💀 omg now this is never gonna leave my head pls. u know damn well that man doesn’t trim his long ass fingernails

[totheblood]

me randomly getting hate mail when i don’t talk about anything in my life in here is so giggles to me like i would be more hurt if i said anything

[asphodelpoetry]

tear my skin apart with your teeth

blunt edges ripping, searching

whatever lurks below my bones grieving;

reconstruct my soul to the beat of your desire

make me new, angelic

in your own image

[ntwhlvndthnks]

hey gang

[recovering2010blogger]

hello my sweethearts i am sorry i was gone for a month i think of you all the time. also what the fuck happened to the desktop appearance

[diorctrl]

FIRST HYPE BOY PROFILE SET OUT CONGRATS AURORA EVERYONE CLAP AND CHEER WOOOOOHOOOO

(incase u dont recognize me im flo, used to be useraerin or wtv)

AHHHH YEAHHHH

[showfallmediamaintenance]

DUDE WHAT IS GOING ON??

Hey, uh. A lot. I'll try to explain what's up with me, I guess.

So it turns out, my childhood best friend's sister, who saved my life, had a kid, and he's at Showfall right now. So I'm going to take care of him until I can get him back to Claudia.

If you meant in general. Everything is going to absolute shit. Hopefully this helped.

[taechnological]

I’ve been summoned 👀