#and the kindest

[ieafy]

gf post 😁💗

[wenellyb]

I'm going through some old Sambucky posts and reading the tags reminds of how much I LOOOVE the Sambucky fandom.

[shebadfuckk]

Public humiliation is my only way through this I apologize yall

[khayalli]

Good morning you glorious, wonderful ray of f-in goodness!!!

I just wanted to stop by and give my friend a hug. To tell you that I'm really happy I got to meet you and chatting with you always brightens my day. Getting to enjoy all your yummy work is just a bonus!

I hope that you have a great day today. Oh, and don't forget to take a break from being the awesome badass I know you are to be gentle and loving with yourself too.

Okay, one more hug...

❤💙💜🧡

AVERY YOURE GONNA MAKE ME CRY!!!!

You're so lovely 🥺🥺🥺 I'm so glad we became friends, I'm actually getting emotional over how many lovely friends I've made from this site.

I love your writing, and everything about sapphire is slowly making me insane!!!

Biggest hugs for you!!!

[goobybro]

too many people are not remembering that trans women have ALWAYS been leading the fight for 2SLGBTQIA+ rights. there is no queer community without trans women.

[stillgotscars]

this part of stevie nicks’ interview with rolling stone is taking me out

[angstandhappiness]

Lovely lad

happy anniversary to him!

[linkcharacter]

mouthwashing epic rap battle

[kokodrawings]

Role reversal AU: Sakura as Orochimaru's student 🐍

(and Sasuke as Tsunade's successor)

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[phanfuckingtasmal]

holy fuck okay. holy shit. severance said what if the tragedy was kindness. because innie mark did the kindest thing he could. he went back for her. he got gemma out safely. he ushered her out the door he looked at her through the glass he saw that she was alive and free. but walking out the door is killing yourself and killing the woman you love. so you turn around and you take her hand and you run and you don't kiss her in front of your outie's wife but she's safe! you did what your outie fucking asked even after he treated you like shit! and you just want ten more minutes for yourself because you're a person too. what if orpheus forgot who eurydice was and still saved her but then he stayed behind. what if orpheus saved eurydice and then when they stepped out of the underworld they swapped roles. what if eurydice was the hero all along and what if she had to watch orpheus go back into hell. i'm going to be sick

[karta-ri]

more twitter doodles of the study buddies

[starburstminibot]

What’s megatron’s reaction to bee’s sparkling?? And that breakdown’s the father..? I’m curious.

It's not everyday Megatron meets a bot who's not already aware of every wrong he's ever committed. It's not everyday he meets a bot who isn't terrified of him at first, but instead looks at him with awe and wonder.

You can't just reform your entire life/ideals and not go a little soft...

Though, it's important to note that Megatron still has a lot of relationships to repair. Not just with the autobots...

Megatron isn't the only one trying to turn over a new leaf. However, having some recent experience in trying to become a better person, he assumes he can maybe share some advice. Perhaps it was a moment of hopefulness, that he too could be looked at so fondly as Optimus; that he could be looked upon as a guidance figure.

[partfae]

there’s something so special to me about the casual intimacy (both physical and emotional) of the stark family. robb carrying bran to his horse. bran holding robb’s hand to comfort him. jon ruffling arya’s hair and pushing her around and her laughing and pushing him right back. ned hugging sansa and arya in front of the entire king’s court. they’re always thinking about each other and missing each other. the kids cry and fight and play and are kids, and ned and catelyn are kind to one another, and it’s beautiful. it’s so warm, so human, in contrast with the coldness of other familial relationships in the book.

[ofgeography]

there is something i want to talk about, but don't know how to do it responsibly, because it is a contagion.

human beings are, fundamentally, empathetic beings. i do not mean gentle, i do not mean understanding, i do not even mean good, i mean empathetic. i mean that we are psychologically built to take things into ourselves.

yes even people who are selfish. yes, even people who are cruel. yes. we see human faces in inanimate objects. we bond with robots and ships and blankets. and when we see suffering, we eat it. we cannot help but eat it. this is not always digested as sympathy or even as kindness. it may be chewed into further cruelty. but we do eat it. we have no choice.

i loved somebody. recently i knew him less well than i had known him before. recently everybody knew him less well. i think he barely knew himself. it is hard to know what the threads are that bind us to each other, because they're constantly being cut and retied, cut and retied, cut and retied. when you pull one out entirely, the whole thing comes unraveled. one vanished thread undoes the rug.

somebody was loved, and now the house is delicate with grief. somebody felt alone, and now the rest of us do. there is no repairing the wound it leaves. you can only step around it and try not to fall in. hope someone is nearby with a ladder if you do.

that is why i say it is a contagion. this isn't a riddle; it's fear. i want to talk about this and i'm afraid to, because i know it will get eaten and i do not want the words to rot.

let me try it this way: even if it is the only thing you ever do, please stay.

[infiniteorangethethird]

I don't know where this "if you don't feel love/empathy you're evil" idea comes from like if you can only be decent towards people if you love them/feel empathy towards them then I'm pretty sure I'm not the one mistreating more people of the two of us