#ANYWAY... IM GONNA INDULGE MYSELF

[eldritch-nightmare]

hi i just had the worst breakdown of my life so here are my top 5 creepypastas based on how good they'd be at comforting you.

at number 5 we have the bloody painter. he's a very good listener and offers some fairly good advice (only if you're okay with him being Very blunt lol), but he's not an emotionally expressive person and is stoic more often than not so it really looks like he doesn't care about your problems. he does, trust me he does.

coming in at number 4 we have toby. he's had his fair share of breakdowns, and whilst he may not be able to offer physical or verbal comfort if that's something that helps you, he is a very good listener and is willing to sit there with you while you cry and vent your heart out.

at number 3 we have eyeless jack. he's great at listening, gives some solid advice without coming off as rude. not the best at physical comfort but will spare an awkward hug or two if it'll help. his comfort feels more clinical at times though, to be honest. he does his best though so.

number 2 is homicidal liu. the type to stop everything he's doing if you even remotely seem sad. tries to keep you distracted from whatever is making you feel bad for as long as possible, but sticks by your side as you cry and vent to him about whatever or whoever is stressing you out. will probably tear up a little while you cry idk he hates seeing you sad. will get you water after you've calmed down, plus a lil snack if you want one. great listener. prefers offering physical comfort over verbal. he's not good with his words but he gives some pretty damn good hugs.

and coming in at number 1, the best to comfort you, is nina the killer. honestly she seems like the type to know you're about to break down before you even break down?? great listener, gives the Best advice, and will hug you or hold your hand until you feel better. you're stuck with her the rest of the day btw even after you've calmed down. she's gonna put on a movie, make some popcorn, and you two are going to gossip. it'll turn into a sleepover, and in the morning she'll make you breakfast and you're gonna have a lil spa day. literally nothing is more important to her than making sure you're feeling better.

[incornarei]

finished honest hearts a few weeks ago … still thinking abt it

[quinn-pop]

it’s cringe day Wednesday let’s get silly

pretty sure these guys own the term partners?? romantically, platonically…they fight together, they fight each other, they have a bond that shook the heavens, AND they have parallel arcs?? wow…good for them

[betasuppe]

Me & my definitely alive & most certainly not dead husbands who absolutely survived their source material♡♡♡

[raystie]

[youredreamingofroo]

going on insta and being reminded why I never check people's stories ever 😕

[tankgotstuckinthecircusgate]

me when character finally starts to feel like a CharacterTM and not some abstract statistician

[outofthiisworld]

@viopolis sent in: ۞ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ send me a "۞" and I'll introduce you to one of my other muses

[🔥] An ash storm had breached past the imposing stone wall, known to the locals as The Bulwark— Raven Rock's main defense against invading bandits, the smoldering ash from Red Mountain, and as well as it's own dreaded ash spawn that litter the ravaged wastes of the island.

Yet, still the storm persisted; whipping up the market streets in a thick cloak of smoke and ash.

Unprotected and ill-prepared as any outlander would be upon first arrival onto Solstheim's shores: your lungs suffocated and eyes watered under the full brunt of the ash— you were forced to seek shelter into THE RETCHING NETCH.

The cornerclub bustled with activity, a rarity that you were unaware of for this time of day, but it seemed that everyone else had a similar thought long before you. A rough COUGH wheezed out of your throat, yet no one flinched at the intrusion as you dusted off the sand & ash that coated your duster (this seemed to be the norm, you noted, as you soon heard another WHEEZED COUGH from further within).

While no one seemed to pay attention to an outlander such as yourself— you had caught the eye of only one, who watched you like a hawk behind a carefully crafted, chitin mask.

He rested beside a roaring fire-spit, head tilted as you coughed up more cinders that tickled deep in your throat. He huffed a laugh as you wiped at your burning eyes.

"You'll just make it worse if you keep rubbing your eyes like that," He called out to you, voice full of gravel and oil.

"New to the ash, outlander? Seems to me that YOU are in need of a GUIDE."

The masked stranger barked another laugh as you desperately tried to blink the ash away, before he handed you a worn rag.

"TELDRYN SERO— the best SWORDSMAN in all of MORROWIND! I'd be more than happy to offer you my services while you traverse in this wretched wasteland ... ah, for the right price, that is."

Oh, great. Just your luck: a mercenary.

[lord-shitbox]

everything comes back to me thinking wow im solidly not a great person

[caruliaa]

one thing abt me is that i will get my silly little hopes up despite being actively aware that thats how i get my silly little feelings hurt

[jrueships]

OOOuuuu!!! that new lebron movie is on my gatekeeeeeeep OUUU!! imma watch GOOD tonight!!

[capinejghafa]

and that’s all folks. my diego rewatch is done for now. until season 4. the final season :(

[fabulouslygaybean]

finally getting over my mild freak out earlier. im tired

[luvlyycy]

eye starts twitching.

i wanna kms.

[getoutofmytardis]

lads i’ve gotten a bit too obsessed with ghosts and caphavers again i fear

[hexados-on-a-string]

good evening i totally didnt disappear for months haha idk what ur talking about