#my brain is WORKING

[erabu-san]

I love sethos so much i need more sethos in this game he is so real and cute and i can't wait for his release so i can read his character stories

SAAAAAME WAAAH 😭😭😭 look at this doodle i made yesterday

Cyno showing Sethos the Akademiya and Sethos didn't expect Cyno being talkative but he kind of enjoys it

[cartoonguy08]

Gonna write my hc real quick

Soldier genuinely believes he doesn’t have parents

It all started when he was rejected at boot camp and went to Germany to kill nazis on his own. Yep, that’s when it started! He never had parents, never had a childhood. Just started right there and then and he just kept going from there 👍

He hates how every time he looks in a mirror he reminds himself of something. Or someone. He doesn’t know who, he can’t put his finger on it. Maybe it’s the hair? No, the nose? Something like that..

[rodolfoparras]

This is what I’m here for baby I love my old men and their erectile dysfunction, hell if you aren’t an old man and struggle with it consider me bricked up……,

[dr-reids-fidget-toy]

marco ruthlessness paragraphs 5:15am so much

post 👍

[its-autumn]

When Two Broken Halves Don't Fit.

@clover2018

Chapter 1: Hands are a way of talking.

Warning!

This chapter contains flashbacks, swearing and very slight sewerslide ideation.

Context(?): It has been 5 months since their bond snapped in half. Things have changed. Donnie is quiet, more quiet than ever. Leo has been staying closer to his twin since that day, trying to seem like himself even though he's really hurting as much as the others. But they are both slowly drowning in their own traumas and problems, they need each other way more than they think they do. Time is running out for things to be fixed. The only problem is...

Two broken halves don't fit.

Void.

Nothing.

Cold.

Numb.

Donnie was used to this. It had become second nature whenever he fell asleep. Just him and the silent, never ending black void. He liked the quiet, unlike pretty much anyone else in his family. He could feel himself slipping deeper and deeper...

Until he couldn't.

"Come on, sleepyhead. Wake up." A particularly annoying voice rang out, too loud for the soft shells' liking. He stirred and winced, his body curling into a tighter ball.

"Come on Dee, you really need to wake up." The voice said again a moment later, significantly quieter after it saw how the other turtle reacted. 

Donnie could now feel himself drifting towards being awake. He did not want to be awake. 

Being awake meant he had to socialise.

Eat.

Act alive.

Be alive.

... Scoff.

But alas, he opened his eyes to be greeted by his annoying 'twin'. 

"Was that really so hard?" Leo asked in a mocking tone, smirking as his brother's dull eyes shot him that oh-so-satisfying glare of sleep deprived annoyance. 

Oh, how he loved pissing Donald off.

Donnie forced himself to sit up, though the dizziness made him close his eyes for a second.

How long had be been asleep?

"Yoouuuu.. okay?" He heard the slider say in a voice he couldn't quite describe, to which he answered with a small nod of the head. 

Silence followed, which caused Don to open his eyes in pure confusion. He stared at Leo with an expressionless face, though there was a slight in of curiosity there.

Leon was watching him with a strange expression. It wasn't exactly worry, but it wasn't his usual cocky charm either. Was it... guilt? Regret? Pity? The soft shell couldn't exactly tell.

It only took a few seconds of eye contact for Donnie to look away.

He wasn't in his own room. He was in Leo's, which either meant that his 'twin' couldn't sleep and begged him to keep him company, or he got lonely himself and snuck in. He couldn't really recall.

"Soooo.. you hungry? Mikey saved your breakfast." The red-eared slider said in an awkward tone, smiling a little as Donnie took notice of him. 

If his breakfast had been saved, then it had to have been past 8:00AM. 

"Not now. Not hungry." Dee signed back in return, looking down at the blanket over his legs. He heard his brother sigh, and a pang of guilt made itself known in his chest.

To Donnie's relief, Leo didn't pry. He could feel him watching, though. God, he hated being looked at. Everyone treat him like he was going to snap at any moment, and it wasn't nice. Shouldn't they be worried about Leo? Y'know, the dude who literally trapped himself in a goddamn prison dimension 5 months ago?

Nardo was saying something else, but Donnie couldn't hear it over the sudden static in his brain.

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Static.

Why would Leo leave?

Static. Can't breathe.

No. This isn't real. He'll say this was a prank in a minute.

Raph is crying. So is Mikey, but louder. Too loud. Too real. The explosion blows a strong wind in Donnie's tearful face, but he doesn't react. 

Was it because he said they aren't actually twins?

Did he not do enough to help?

Was he too overbearing with his info-dumping?

What did he do wrong, Leo?

Why did you leave him alone?

Why? 

WHY?!

Donnie can feel the warm tear falling down his cheek, and he gingerly reaches his hand up to wipe it. Is that real too? Yes. It's fucking real.

It's all... real.

All the things Leo said are running through his head at such a speed it makes him feel like he's going to be sick. 

"Please don't say 'a fix' bro!"

"No one forced you to, Donnie!!"

"Donnie? Donnie- are you okay?"

"I know I say this a lot about Donnie but...

DEMON POSSESSION."

"Where's your.. thing? Your.. emotionless passion!"

"You're one to talk, big bro. Hero moves are totally your style."

The forced, pained chuckle that came out of his so called 'twin' before the comms went out is all that Donnie can hear over the static. Taunting him.

You're never gonna see your other half again...

They aren't twins, but they were born on the same day. They know each other. Well, of course they do, they were brought up together. But Donnie and Leo's bond was different. They both knew immediately when something was wrong with the other, and they were the best at helping each other get through difficult moments.

Now Don-Tron will have to do that alone.

No more "Lee and Dee", just... Dee.

Is it fucked up that the first thing he thinks is "if Leo can't make it past 16, then I can't either"?

Donnie won't settle for this. He won't give up. He can fix this! He always fixes things. He can fix this. He will fix this. He...

He...

Shit.

He can't fix this.

And thats the thing that makes the static abruptly snap off.

He can't feel Leo anymore. 

His chest hurts, and he finds himself blindly running towards the dim light that Mikey is creating.

He didn't fix it.

But Mikey did.

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"Donnie!"

The soft shell flinched and snapped out of his thoughts, glancing over at his brother's face.

How long did he zone out for?

"Come on, you need to actually get up. Lazy-bones." Leo teased with a smirk, though Donnie could only stare back with a blank expression.

It was something everyone was used to nowadays.

Silence. Sign language. Small reactions.

He rarely talked anymore unless it was with his hands.

Taking a mildly irritated breath in, Donnie got out of bed and on to his feet as Leon walked to the doorway, still smirking smugly. 

The turtle pulled his mask over his face and tightened it at the back, letting his back stretch out as he did.

"By the way," 

Don looked over, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"I drank the last bit of coffee."

And then Leo walked away.

Great. Now he had literally nothing to keep him awake.

It was gonna be a long day.

[thelov3lybookworm]

crack plotwist: feyre, reader and eris become a threeway couple and flee to the autumn court w their kids and live happily ever after.

on a serious note I think the resault of rhysand doing all of that would be devestating for the court aswell as their life. Like i’m dying to see s scene with the inner circle reacting to either reader being the mother of rhysands child or them reacting to what rhysand did. I think there would be nothing that could save him. Manipulating her thoughts into agreeing into giving into him???? sounds very amarantha if i may say so. Also him not giving a shit ab his own MATE and son is just crazy. Feyre needs to leave asap. Literally flee, maybe to a redeemed tamlin?

oh my god anon you're giving me ideas 👀

initially I had planned on feyre staying with rhys, but like, I also hadn't planned on rhys coming to talk to reader or manipulate her

now the fic has taken that turn and... redeemed tamtam just sounds so good

i love you so much my darling anon, thank you for this idea ❣️❣️❣️

[matchbet-allofthetime]

Just started ADHD meds and... I've never felt this way. I feel like I've been almost, idk, dormant?? For years. Just waiting. Workin at less than 10% of who I am and what I was capable of as a young kid.

If I post a lot of post nothing at all or get sappy, I'm just very overwhelmed (good overwhelmed, but certainly whelmed!!) And I'm feeling a lot

I think my ADHD causes most of my anxiety and taking my medicine for the first time today has solidified a lot of what I figured out kinda on my own.

The medicine is expensive as hell, even with insurance and it shouldn't be... But I feel alive.

I'm not some dormant, sleeping husk that I've felt like for so long. Maybe I can really start to get things done again. Maybe I don't have to be so tired anymore.

Maybe I can be a writer and an artist and a guitarist and rollerblade and study and do everything without worry like I used to.

What if I can really be a person again? What if I can clean and cook and eat like I used to?

What if I'm really okay? Alive again? Breathing and what if it won't hurt anymore? What if my anxiety doesn't cause me searing pain anymore?

Maybe, maybe, what if... So much. So much fear and curiousity and hope. Hope isn't something I really feel much. It's this... Bubble of nerves in my stomach. I'm so nervous and excited. Where will things take me? I haven't been so positive in years.

Maybe I can finally live again. And I'm so scared but so excited because things, as shit as they are, are looking up at least a little. And that's a start. 💖

[princesskkfish]

Me after the replica update-

[elliotoille]

an adaptation of a scene from Vice and Crucible by sherwoodfox -- one of my very fav jayvik fics ToT give it a read! I made a 10 page comic just to shill for this fic, so trust my convictions. it's good I promise

[qiinamii]

new guy in the Express

bonus:

adding more to the whimsy

[ionomycin]

Grief

ref photo by @jawsstone

[kylominis]

Aren't we just...helping each other relax? [♡]

[novelconcepts]

Man, we have got to stop treating art like it has an expiration date. That show stopped airing? Doesn’t mean it can’t haunt your every waking thought. Everybody’s into this album, but you don’t have the energy for new music right now? It’ll be waiting for you when you’re ready. That movie’s fifty years old and indie as shit? Incredible, you have the chance to share it with folks who might never otherwise feel that particular punch of delight. Books don’t go bad. Shows inspire fandoms decades after they’ve wrapped up. We’re still looking at cave paintings and statue work from ancient times and letting the joy of creation bring tears to our eyes. That’s the point of art. It’s as close to immortality as we ever get. Why try to give that magic a shelf life?

[wineanddineloseyourmind]

the transgender urge to curl up like a small fluffy animal against someone you love’s warm body and make little mewling and sighing and whining sounds as they pet you and praise you for having tried so hard to be human until you fall asleep

[greseadraws]

wondering if future viktor would visit jayce

[jenovacomplete]

daylight savings is actually truly one of the most evil things in the world. just casually forcing us to confront the fact that time is fake while torturing insomniacs, autistics and schoolchildren across the globe. when will the agony end