#I’m scared too

[birthdayplant]

i feel like sobbing 😂

[tree-bird]

This is the most recent out of all the posts I’ve made and just now decided to post

[huggybug]

Shower sex scares me because what if you slip over do you keep going or like what if soap gets into your eyes yk

take a time out? i don’t fucking know

[darlingfreddie]

4/19 Moodboard for the average Watcher/Yuri On Ice fan

[beezywriting]

Works really slow tonight so I thought I’d watch one of my favorite movies. It’s Fury. Yes I love it. It made me cry eight times (I’m not joking) when I saw it in theaters. And it gets me every. fucking. time. It makes me want to die and lay in front of traffic but I love it so much.

I will be beside myself for the rest of my shift now.

[goomens]

this kills me. crowley had to stop and look away from aziraphale. his voice was nearly failing him, he kept taking deep shaking breaths. he completely laid himself bare. and then.

[roosterm3attrash]

I grew a fucking goatee for this

[smilesrobotlover]

Heh

[squibo]

Look where lieutenant?

[dragonsareverycool]

The figure turned to look at Damian and seemed to freeze before its form shifted, rings of light covering it as it did. When the rings faded, there they floated with white hair that moved like it was uneffected by gravity and was moved by wind that wasn’t there. Freckles that looked like stars covered the beings skin, tanned but washed out and ashen, like a corpse. Wide, expressionless eyes that glowed a bright eeire green. Despite this, Damian recognized that face. He recognized that expression too. Despite looking like Tim’s dead eyed stare to most anyone else, Damian knew the expression as one of surprise, of shock. And that face was almost identical to the one in his nightmares of the worst day of his life. He knew that face every time he glanced in a mirror.

“Danyal” he said softly, his own face almost certainly in an identical expression. Despite the distance and chaos between them, Damian was certain Danyal heard him, as Danyal perked up a bit. Then, his form seemed to glitch, colors distorting as his body twitched and part of his body seemed to disappear for a moment. Then, he seemed to fade into nothing, leaving Damian to start panicking. He worried that he had just lost Danyal again.

Then he reappeared startlingly close, putting his hand on Damian’s chest “Here,” he said, the difference in how he spoke compared to Damian achingly familiar, “A drop of your blood and an offering of food if you’re feeling nice. Call my name, it may take a moment but I will appear” he removed his hand, and a piece of neon green glowing paper with strange symbols on it floated after Danyal’s hand before Damian caught it. Danyal’s form glitched again, harder, and his face set in a grimace before he faded into invisibility again.

Fun fact! Sometimes when the grief got bad enough, Damian would mimic how Danny talked and would recite stories about constellations like Danny did. He took many, many precautions to make sure that no one, not even Talia knows that he’s done this. Only Alfred the cat and maybe Alfred the Human knows, and neither will speak a word to anyone about it.

[crybaby-bkg]

method actor boyfriend yuuta who gets a little too invested in his upcoming movie role. he’s playing some psycho character; someone calculated and manipulative; cunning; a stalker; eventually a killer. he’s always been a good actor, but sometimes he has to delve deep in order to portray a role to the best of his abilities.

you start to notice a difference in him after a while, though. he tells you he has to leave you for a few hours at a time, only for you to catch sight of his gaze lingering in the bushes outside of your home. or do you? you’re never really sure, always catching glimpses and glances that make the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. but you’re never really sure if you see him, his low stare, his tightly pulled mouth, the weapon his character uses slung over his shoulder.

he starts speaking to you differently, too. his vocabulary starts to be riddled with love and devotion and adoration, every chance he gets. he holds you close to him, too close, too tight, rests his face against your hairline, whispers against your skin, “don’t leave me—don’t ever leave me—I love you—you love me, don’t you?—don’t you?—you love me, right?”

sex with him isn’t really the same, either. he doesn’t even call it that anymore, calls it making love, and it wouldn’t be as unsettling if he didn’t look at you like that every time. like you hung the moon and the stars with your bare hands, like you breathed life into his very being, like you broke off a piece of your rib to place it so delicately inside his sternum.

his eyes get so rounded, so wide, seeing every inch of you, even the pieces hidden under the covers. his hands are so soft but they grip you so tightly, as if he’s scared that you might slip away if he blinks too long. his mouth constantly connected to your skin, whispering praises, his love for you, how you’re meant for him, how he can’t wait to be one.

he’s already inside of you, though. how else could he connect his body to yours? you know he’s playing a killer, someone willing to cut and scrape and bruise and maim the one he loves most. but he knows that it’s just a movie, right? that you’re not the star, that you’re his real partner, that he’s not actually like that? right?

[rogerrrroger]

First try at drawing Gordon freeman 🤓

[noyoudidntbye]

Doodles

[voided-peach]

“Oh my dear boy, did they toss you once they didn’t need you anymore? Now that the war’s over, what use are you to them? Did you actually think they were your family? That they could actually love you?

Only I can truly know how you feel. Only I can truly know how heartbroken you are right now. How you feel more alone now than you have in the last 300 years.

Whose fault do you think that is?

…

Look at me.

They should pay for their grievances against you.

They should regret giving you false hope.

They should regret ever crossing Jack Frost.

They should regret not fearing you enough.

…

…

Yes, there you are. Revenge looks beautiful on you.”

[fekoff]

I think I’m going to be sick…

[bubbeebear]

Do not give him that hammer.