#I feel like Im going insane

[luminousstardust]

MIGHTY NEIN FANS HOW ARE WE FEELING!!!!!!!!

[idolomantises]

Oh god being sick for this long and not being able to draw is making me go insane. I need to draw Yuri. I need to draw boobs. Women kissing!! Sex!!!! I want to draw boobs and women kissing!!!!!!! LESBIANS!! I MISS DRAWING LESBIANS!!!! GRAHHHHH‼️‼️‼️

[mityenka]

It's literally stomach turning to see how the German government and media are using current events to promote the revisionist narrative that antisemitism in Germany is a foreign body that has been imported by immigrants in order obscure the BRD's own failure at denazification after 1945 and to warrant tougher immigration laws in the future. They do this by dehumanizing Palestinians as a people, associating their culture with terrorism, banning them from mourning the loss of their families, threatening them with deportation, arresting them, patrolling their neighborhoods, banning their cultural clothing from Berlin schools, using police violence against children, etc, etc. Every Palestinian in Germany right now is standing under general suspicion. The vice chairwoman of the CDU, Karin Prien, stated on the topic of fighting antisemitism in Germany: "We have to take their resonance spaces. Close down their mosques, their cafés their associations and confiscate the money that would otherwise be used for terror in the world." A violently racist statement that is not surprising in a violently racist country that has learned nothing from its history no matter how much it pretends to have done so, having cops terrorize the streets in Berlin Neukölln, the district with the largest Palestinian community in Europe while there are Nazis currently sitting in the Bundestag. Complicit in genocide, all of you!!

[paddi-pie]

Kissing your enemy 💋

[letsventstuff]

I mourn the person I could have been.

[noyzinerd]

Does...Does He Know?...Is Anyone Going to Tell Him? 👀

How is it in the year of our Lord 2024, (LITERALLY YESTERDAY), I'm learning that we could be living in the timeline where Dylan O'Brien could possibly be Tyler Hoechlin's plus one to a (probably hypothetical) 7th Heaven 30 year reunion?

There's no way he randomly decided to watch a show from 1996, almost 30 years after it started airing, without knowing his former costar was in it, right?! RIGHT?!?!

FOR THE LOVE OF FUCK SOMEONE WHO HAS A TWITTER PLEASE ASK THIS MAN IF HE KNOWS TYLER HOECHLIN IS IN 7TH HEAVEN!!!!

[moldycigarette]

warnings: 🪦🕊️ DNE, angst, implied assault towards reader, use of y/n, afab, protective simon, talk of torture, talk of blood, fluff at the end, i’m sincerely sorry

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being married to simon has both perks and downsides. don’t get me wrong, simon is the exact opposite of “ghost” when he’s not at work and makes sure it stays that way, especially around you. he’s nurturing, funny, kind, loving, loyal, and puts you before himself even when you tell him not to.

sure, he can be a stubborn bastard sometimes but he knows how to make it up to you.

in the beginning of your relationship, it was difficult for him to open up, and understandably so given his past. he was cold and distant, sometimes to the point where you questioned if he even wanted to be with you. however, he made up for it. he became more relaxed with you, starting to accept more than just the occasional kiss on the cheek. he was hopelessly devoted to you and proved that to you every day, even if he wasn’t home. whether it was sending you cute texts or small gifts, you knew it was going to be okay as long as you had him.

so, as a loving wife expecting her husband to come home after months in dangerous situations, you expect simon to come home and greet you like he always does; soft kisses and tenderness that can only be shared between the two of you.

when you hear a knock on the door, you immediately jump up, ready to finally feel simon’s embrace. but, when you open the door, your stomach drops.

a large man in a hoodie and black balaclava, one you knew wasn’t simon’s, stands in front of you holding a gun to the center of your forehead. you freeze, not knowing whether to defend yourself or run.

“do as i say and put the bag over your head.” he grumbles. you comply, not wanting to make the situation worse.

everything goes dark after feeling a sharp knock to your head.

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you’re eyes slowly open, scanning the room with fear. you try to stand, only to find your arms and ankles tied to a metal chair.

the room is plain, only filled with you, a small overhead light, security cameras in each corner, and a bolted door directly across from you.

your head is aching, bruises surely littering across your face. where the hell are you? one moment, you’re waiting for your husband to come home and the next you wake up in a cold, dark room.

what time is it? has simon come home yet, only to find glass smashed and the door broken down with you nowhere in sight?

suddenly, the door opens with a loud creak echoing across the room. a man steps forward, his hands in his pockets with a gun sitting along his hip.

is this it? is this how you’re going to die?

“y/n riley.”

no. no no no, how does he know your name? what does he-

“you’re quite a pretty thing, ain’t ya’? ‘s a shame you married a bum like ghost,” he whispers, hand brushing your cheek.

you flinch away, glaring up at him with both anger and fear. “what do you want?” you ask.

the man chuckles, his monstrous laugh spreading like wildfire. “i want to know where the files are.”

what? what files?

“what the fuck are you talking about?” you spat.

“wow, for a girl so beautiful you sure have a bratty attitude. that’s gonna have to change.”

he brings his hand back, slapping you hard across your face while tears threaten to fall.

“i’m not telling you shit!”

a hand grasps around your throat, squeezing like a lemon on a hot summer day. you reach to claw his hands away but are met with rug burns on your wrists.

“if you keep this up, we’ll do a lot more than slap you” he says. when he finally let’s go of your throat after what feels like hours, you gasp and cough.

he begins to walk away, making some kind of signal to the guards surrounding the door. suddenly, a table of medical tool sits next to you.

fuck.

“no, no no no please i-” another slap stings your face before you can finish your sentence, the burning sensation spreading across your cheek.

a man picks up a scalpel in his gloved hand, holding your hand down with the other. “either tell us where the files are, or you’ll be cut into tiny pieces. your choice, doll,” a sinister smile spreads across his face as he looks down at you.

“please, i’m begging you! i don’t know what yo-” the scalpel swipes across your wrist in one swift motion, causing blood to seep onto the concrete floor. you scream, pain spreading to your chest as you feel a heavy weight on your throat.

the other guard wraps a metal wire around your neck, cutting into the soft flesh just enough to torture, but not kill.

you can’t breathe, sharp blades cutting along your body. punches land to your face, stinging sensations surrounding you until all you see is black.

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it’s been at least two days. you’ve become numb from the pain, burns littering your tired body from boiling water and a black eye that causes you unable to see.

where is simon?

he’ll come soon, right? he has to, there’s no way he could live without you in his life… right?

your mind flashes back to your wedding day, happy tears pouring from both of your faces while listening to the others vows. he promised to take care of you and protect you, no matter the cost.

so where is he?

your broken ribs ache with a growling stomach. you couldn’t deal with this anymore, when will it stop?

when will the men forcing themselves onto you and the burning stop? when will simon find you?

your head hangs low before shooting up from the sounds of gunshots. no, no no. they’re going to kill you.

the door slams open as you sob, salty tears stinging along your battered body.

“oh god, sweetheart.”

a familiar low voice rings across the room, bringing attention to your ears and causing you to shoot your head up. your sobs increase as you watch your husband run towards you before cradling your face in his hands.

“i’m sorry love, i’m so sorry,” he whispered.

gunshots continued ringing in the halls, screams filling your head. simon begins untying the ropes while speaking in quick bursts. you see tears flood his eyes as he looks at your body, naked, bruised, and scarred.

you jump into his arms, ignoring the pain you feel. you finally had simon, and that’s all you wanted.

you could care less about the snot and tears spreading across his tactical vest, he can always find another one.

“ghost! halls’ clear, helicopter landing in 5!” you hear a scottish voice speak over his radio.

everyone is here. everyone you care about is here to save you.

simon takes off his vest and shirt before putting it around you to cover you up, a spare pair of pants in the small bag behind him. he picks you up, hands under your knees and along your back. “‘s okay, sweetheart, i got ya’,” he whispers.

you grab tightly around his neck, fearing this is all a dream and he’ll fade away in a single moment. he runs towards an entrance as you hear a chopper sink onto a landing strip. blinding light burns your eyes from not seeing anything but unsettling darkness for god knows how long.

all you can cry is your husbands name before your head gets fuzzy and everything fades away.

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ok so i won’t lie i cried multiple times while writing this. it’s based off of a true story that happened to me when i was sold into a trafficking ring for three years and i thought channeling it into writing could be beneficial.

if you’re struggling in any way, just know that you matter and i’m always here for you. my messages and inbox are always open.

☻ kenai

[afterthelambs]

This is literally how it feels to read that persona 5 royal writers quote about the royal trio and shuake

it starts off generic shonen-type sussy rivalry and then you get to the love triangle comment and you're like wait so we weren't tripping, even the writers ship it--

like what am i supposed to do with this exactly

it's the most “well duh” information ever but to have it confirmed outright is still amazing

[vivienvalentino]

veneers have such a grip on hollywood, half of these weirdoes in period dramas looking like the mask

[lezarus]

this buck with this eddie

[gift0fpurity]

[theoraekensnotsosecretlover]

Also can we agree that actually the whole 'savant syndrome' thing is kinda fucked? Like yes, it's a real thing, but its linked with autism so much to the point where not being a genius makes people feel like they're 'not autistic enough'? I've already seemingly failed at being a normal person, the last thing I need is to fail at being autistic too.

[angelforever]

yay for summer!!!!! think i might kill myself

[fruitandbubbles]

Rewatching 3x18 and I’ve noticed the editors making yet another inspired scene cutaway choice. This time it’s when Abby (ugh) is on the train and says “he stopped waiting for me a long time ago” to the bartender, and it cuts to Eddie and Buck at the firehouse being domestic and talking about the summer camp Christopher wants to go on. *chef’s kiss*

[nevington]

cant stop thinking about how the pool scene in gtn was clearly a pivotal moment and turning point for harrow and gideon’s relationship but we obviously never got to see the development of that because of The Horrors™️ that ensued at the end of gtn and throughout htn and ntn so im really excited to see how their dynamic changes in alecto the ninth

because presumably they’re on opposing sides now? kiriona/gideon is siding with the emperor and despite harrows devotion and all that i have reason to believe she’ll choose to side with the ice lolly bimbo over jod

and i respect that and i love that for her but im just vibrating in my seat just thinking about what that would mean for harrow and gideon’s already complicated relationship

someone with more brainpower than i could definitely offer a better perspective on this but i just think it would be really interesting to see gideon and harrow on opposing teams, or to see harrow struggle to choose between her devotion to god vs her devotion to the locked tomb

(and to see gideon go against jod because let’s be honest she’ll definitely choose harrow anyway)

[sleepyboi26]

Why is no one talking about how huge senshi’s dick is