#and they ARE friends

[darkcrowprincess]

it by stephen king thoughts:

The losers club happy ending is when they're all together. Whether it's when they're kids or adults. When it's just a few of them together or all them. When its in real life or dreams or in the past. They're happiest together. Thats their happy ending. And I've heard the ending of the book, but I'm sure they will see each other again. That they'll all be together. Some way some how. I mean theres a statue with their names on it dedicated to the losers club. Even with memory loss, trauma, evil clowns, bullies, abusive family members or spouses. The losers club will always be connected to each other and find some way to each other. Thats how strong their bond is and I find it really beautiful.

[smallestapplin]

I think it would be cute if a newbie pokemon researcher was trying to put a Pokemon that belongs on Mount silver back into it's natural habitat after they were stolen by poachers/learn about Pokemon on mount silver without disturbing them and like...ended up nearly dying from the cold trying to protect said/a Pokemon bc the cold is evil and I hate it

And Red stumbles upon this poor idiot, and notices that they're not:

1) trying to prove themselves

2) trying to find him

3) being a general overly proud dick about things

So decides to bring them up back to his cave home so they can study more pokemon (nicely and unobtrusively to the Pokemon's lives) instead of just dropping them at the bottom like he usually does with any idiot that climbs his mountain

Local mountain idiot gets a visitor but this person is be completely unconcerned about his existence (aside from studying his ice type traits) and he's living for being practically ignored

:D!!! Baby bro! It’s nice to have you here!!

First time writing in third person! So I hope I didn’t mess that up lol.

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Red has never been so dumbfounded in his life.

Staring at the person with the same blank expression, but he couldn’t help but think they must be dense.

They come to Mt.Silver ill prepared, it’s obvious to Red this person has never been up a mountain like this before.

Yet as he gets closer to their fallen and shaking form, he sees what they are holding.

A Larvitar? The poor thing looks rough, but is hanging onto you for dear life.

Red looks to the sky, the blizzard won’t be letting up anytime soon. He silently sighs, he can’t exactly just leave you here.

He pauses in front of them, their eyes locking with his.

Yet they don’t move, they don’t say anything, only holding the Pokémon closer.

Do they not want to battle him? Is that not what they came up here?

He knows the Pokémon lives in the caves around here, so what are they doing?

He can’t just leave them here to die.

With a muted grunt he lets out his Charizard, letting the fire type carry them and the smaller Pokémon.

Looking at them, they seemed so weak, too weak to speak.

By the time they awake, they are in a warm den, surrounded by a Charizard and Snorlax keeping them extra warm, while the Larvitar sleeps on their lap.

Red offers them some soup he made. He watches their face morph into one of confusion, looking around, as if trying to find something.

“Thank you.”

They take his soup carefully as he nods.

Red finds the den much too warm, but he doesn’t know what this person wants, or even why they are up here.

Yet they sit in silence.

They seem a little antsy, but Red doesn’t seem to care.

Even after they were finished eating, they sit there anxiously.

“Um…thank you again, sir.”

Red nods and waved his hand, it was no problem.

“Actually I uh, I came up here to return this Larvitar to its home, and maybe study some Pokémon that live up here too.”

He eyes them suspiciously.

They haven’t done anything, haven’t challenged him, haven’t sassed him like that one brat, and have been polite.

What’s the harm in letting them stay a bit? Or at least visit?

When he signed this at them, he was expecting them to ask for paper.

But they grew excited.

“Really? Thank you! I know I’ve said that a bit now, but really!”

For the first week he kept an eye on them, making sure they don’t hurt any Pokémon, or get hurt themselves.

But they watch from a distance.

Half the time Red forgets they are there.

But when he catches them, it’s like they are studying him too.

He guesses it is weird, he is on a mountain top in casual clothes.

You’re probably trying to figure it out.

He silently snorts to himself.

This person is a strange one.

But he can’t help but find their company amusing.

Especially since you don’t realize what he’s frozen.

You’re a good kid.

You don’t question when his den is much colder than it should be, you only cuddle with his fire type more.

[guccigarantine]

relistening to the chime prequel ep 2 and I have to say again that i love audy being friends with the sexy robot guy

[gloomzip]

theres some kind of story here

[bobbywarren]

hi y’all so today i brought you my amazing(no promises) headcanon

so i personally believe that bobby’s crush on warren was done absolutely wrong bc warren isn’t just sexy he’s y’know rich & so confident & successful & beautiful as well but as well. and they have something in common; it’s a little, but it’s enough for person like bobby to think so. what i’m trying to say is such crush may be considered as ‘i just want to be like him’ and only then you can understand the whole picture

[phoenixkaptain]

Me, sobbing: “Luke… Luke saw.. Luke saw Obi-Wan as… as a part of Tatooine, and he says… he says that Obi-Wan has always been in the desert, as long as he can remember.. and when Obi-Wan died on the Death Star, that was when Luke really felt like Tatooine was no longer home for him, because to him, Obi-Wan was Tatooine and without Obi-Wan, Tatooine is no longer safe. And Luke sees Obi-Wan as his best friend, the way Anakin saw Obi-Wan as his best friend, and Luke isn’t even upset that Obi-Wan lied to him about his father and didn’t tel him about his sister because he’s just glad Obi-Wan is finally telling him and Luke listens to Obi-Wan’s voice without even knowing that Obi-Wan is a Force Ghost and Luke trusts Obi-Wan so much and while Obi-Wan was Leia’s only hope, Luke was Obi-Wan’s and and and and-

[spade-riddles]

[yourknightinshiningplastic]

you don't understand they are friends and princesses and they're on a princess date

[lrndvs]

compliments from girls go hard

[sepiamestus]

You guys should read thepromised neverland

[lambergeier]

the real danger of spending too much time with friends is you stumble out of ten days of happiness and good food like oh my god THAT was real life. my job means NOTHING

[cheries837]

[chaotic-neutral-knitter]

I think one of the kindest things you can do for people with various mental health struggles is just... let people back into your life after they've been absent for a while.

Making friends as an adult is so fucking hard already and isolating yourself from other people is a very common symptom of depression, anxiety, burnout, ocd, trauma, grief, etc. Which means that someone will do the hard work of recovery/healing and resurface back into a world where their previous friends have written them off because they stopped showing up.

So if you know someone where you're like "yeah we could have been better friends but they fell off the map a bit" and that person suddenly reaches out, or starts showing up to events even though you kind of forgot they were still in the group chat... well they may have been Going Through It and you don't actually have to punish them for their absence you can just be glad that they're back.

[emilnikos]

love it when my friends say "you would do numbers on Tumblr" buddy I am on Tumblr. and the number is 3

[dredsina]

Ive said this before but swear the biggest skill to learn as an adult is how to resist high-pressure sales tactics. You do NOT have to answer questions with anything other than "Sorry I'm not interested." No matter how nice they are or no matter how many follow up questions they ask or even how agitated they get when you stand your ground. Just keep saying I'm not interested. Don't answer their questions. Don't give them an opening to try to push back on your reasons. Be a fucking brick wall of I'm not interested.

[great-and-small]

My grandfather and my godfather (a beloved neighbor and dear family friend) had a long standing bet- for one dollar- about who would die first. Both of them being slightly pessimistic (in the funny way), they both insisted that they themselves would be the first to die. Any time my grandfather had a health scare, he’d gleefully call up my godfather to boast that he’d be passing “any day now” and he was sure to win the bet. It was a big family joke and they were always amiably sparring and comparing notes about who was in worse shape, medically speaking.

When my grandfather was in hospice care dying of liver cancer, my godfather was quite ill also. It took him great effort to make the journey to see his dying friend. As he came into the room, supported by a family member, he shuffled to my grandpa’s bedside and silently handed him a dollar bill. He was ceding his loss of the bet, as they both knew who was going first. My grandpa had been in quite bad shape for a while and was no longer able to speak but let me tell you he snatched that dollar with unexpected strength and literally laughed aloud. He knew exactly what the gesture meant and he couldn’t help but find the humor within the grief. It was the last time any of us heard my grandpa laugh, as he passed shortly after.

When I talk about my appreciation for “dark humor” I’m not so much thinking about edgy jokes, but rather the human instinct to somehow, impossibly, both find and appreciate the absurdity that is so often folded into the profound grief of life and death. When I tell this story I think it kind of perturbs people sometimes, but it’s honestly one of my favorite memories about two men I really deeply admired. I could never hope for anything more than for my loved ones to remember me laughing until the very end, and taking joy in a little joke as one of my final acts.