#back to the sobbing corner i go

[rebouks]

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Miya: Hah! At least you made ‘em regret taking you on. Ivan: [snorts] True. Bruno: I think that’s enough gossip for one day, we’ll-…

Suzie: Wait! Before you disappear for another millennia, we wanted to ask you something. Bruno: What’s up? Suzie: We’ve been thinking-…

Miya: Do you wanna be a donor for us? Suzie: Miya! Miya: What?! It’d take you weeks to spit it out.

Bruno: Wha-.. why would-.. what? Suzie: I told you he’d panic if you came straight out with it! Ivan: For who?

Miya: Uh, Suzie obviously. I’m not about the whole pregnancy thing. Bruno: Why though? Suzie: We’ve known you for a long time, Bruno. We thought-…

Miya: C’mon! You’re hot, tall, strong, brave, sensible, capable-.. blah blah blah; back me up here, Ivan. Ivan: Duh… Miya: We looked into the whole anonymous thing, but it’s way cooler to ask someone you know; especially if they’re gay.

Bruno: Uhm… Suzie: We just thought it’d be nice, y’know? You’d have to go down a similar route if you wanted a biological child; not that it’d be yours exactly, but you could still spend time-.. ugh, none of this is coming out how I planned. Miya rushed me!

Miya: I think she’s tryna say you can be as involved as you want-.. if you say yes. Suzie: Please don’t feel obligated; there’s a lot of options out there, we just wanted to ask you first. Miya: No offence to you, by the way.

Ivan: None taken, you’ve known him way longer. Miya: Besides, you’re bi! Who’s to say you don’t have some secret loin spawn out there. Ivan: Tch, I’d like t’think I’d know.

Miya: But there’s a chance you don’t? Ivan: [snorts] I guess… Miya: [laughs] Ahh, fun! You’re gonna be thinking about that all day now.

Bruno: I don’t know what to say. Suzie: You don’t have to say anything yet. Think about it? Bruno: Okay…

…

Ivan: Brunooooo, keys? Bruno: Hm? Ivan: You good?

Bruno: I didn’t imagine that, did I? Ivan: Nope! Y’gonna do it, right? Bruno: No-.. I mean, I don’t know…

Ivan: It’s sweet of ‘em t’ask you first. Bruno: They should know better. Ivan: [scoff laughs] Dude, shut up.

[sheebadukiiiii]

erm... uhrm... tee hee :3c

[meiffy]

the way that gojo proves time and time again that he loves geto despite everything that’s happened makes me feel physically ill. romantic or not, this really just proves how much he values geto as a person.

[youareunbearable]

I might not do anything with this BUT I've been thinking about the Shadow of Mordor games again and how FUN would it be if Sauron did that but instead of bringing back Celebrimbor he uses his necromancy magic to bring back Maedhros

An imposingly tall figure, all done up in Sauron's spikey black armor, instead of his mace there is a wicked black blade where a right hand should be. He roams at the front of the Nazgul, blade at the ready as the other holds the reigns to a monstrous horse

People are terrified, thinking that Sauron himself is roaming the wilds, he stalks the Fellowship, nothing seems to stop him only delay him. Gandalf isn't sure its Sauron himself, but something about him under all that twisted and dark and evil song sings pure, like a dull flicker of white flame, like a weak candle.

When Boromir dies, that figure is with the orcs, it isnt the one to slay Boromir, but turns away and it seems to know where the ring is. The orcs are too focused on Merry and Pipin to follow the Figure, but he walks off. He stands on the shores as Frodo and Sam shiver in the Swan boat, but it does nothing but watch them as they sail off. It makes no motion to follow them or attack their small boat, just watch transfixed. Sam makes a comment that it looks like the Figure's armor makes it almost like it has a metal collar around its neck and cuffs on its wrists

During the battle of Helm's Deep, that Figure is back again, silently leading the siege. At one point, an Elven arrow hits the Figure's helm, knocking it a little loose and from under the helm tumbles a single red lock of hair. Its so red that almost looks like a smoldering flame. Haldir, who lives with the survivors of Doriath, sees that red hair, that tall stature, the handless right wrist and pales. While he wasn't there to witness the destruction of Doriath, he has heard the tales, he knows about the red haired monster that haunts the memories of the Sindar, and he knows what that Figure is capable of. Luckily, that Figure manages to catch a glimpse of Aragorn, and Freezes once again, a single stone that cuts through the rushing current of orcs all around him. Haldir doesn't see it again, but then again, Haldir doesn't see much of anything again.

(The Figure sees Gandalf on the hill, arriving with the dawn and reinforcments and it grieves, something in it breaks all over again but the magic puppeting its moves doesn't allow it to dwell. The helm is readjusted and the hair is tucked away and the Figure turns and leaves the battlefield. Its being summonded somewhere else.)

The war rages on, the Witch King is dead, but so is King Theoden. The Figure is trapped, the right wrist is pinned under the corpse of an oliphant and Elrond's sons watch as the Figure struggles before lying still. It's clearly not dead, but realizing it's trapped.

Aragorn and Legolas and Gimli join the twins. Gimli offers to thrust his axe in its chest, Legolas insists that he can shoot through its eye from a safer distance. Aragorn, who heard Haldir's frantic pleas during his final moments, just observes the Figure.

He notices the strange collar, how it clearly has cuffs on its wrist and feet, like it used to be shackled and chained.

"Can you speak?" He asks it.

The Figure does nothing but turn its helm towards Aragorn. They stare at each other for a few tense moments.

One of the twins, Aragorn still isn't fully sure which one, approches the Figure slowly. The Figure's helm is still directed at Aragorn.

"It feels familiar." The one twin whispers, voice raw from exertion. "It has a fea, it feels warm."

"Like uncle Erestor. Or Lindir." The other twin agrees.

The Figure turns its helm towards the twins at the mention of Erestor. The twin closest to the Figure, quick as an adder, jabs a polearm at the Figure's helm.

It snaps back, the helm tumbling off the Figure's head and those smoldering red locks fan out around the head, obscuring the face from view.

Even without seeing the face it's clearly an Elf. An abused one at that if one just looks at the notches missing from it's pointed ears. The polearm is back, nudging under where a chin should be to lift the face.

First, all that is seen is scars. So many that pull the once handsome face, for even under all its marring one can tell from the bone structure that this was a face that could launch a thousand ships, into a grotesque manner. But it is the eyes, the eyes that makes everyone suck in a breath.

These eyes glow, they glow with power, with light never been seen before, or well, haven't been seen in Ages. These grey eyes glow with the reflected light of the Two Trees, long since felled.

"Oh, Maitimo," Gandalf, who had wandered up the the group, sighed with tremendous sorrow. "What has become of you?"

Maitimo, or Maedhros as those in the Third Age know him as, tries to speak. His lips move, which brings attention to the fact that they are loosely sewn together with a black cord that seems to pull and ooze blood, never letting the wounds heal. His voice croaks, dry with misuse, but he manages a sound, a breath, perphaps even a word. Each syllable like a dying wheeze. He repeats the sound, again and again, almost becoming frantic with his wheezing chants, blood spilling down his chin from the threads, until it's understandable.

"Necromancer."

[heartshaped-lou]

time x faith in the future

the greatest, lucky again, face the music, headline, she is beauty we are world class, angels fly, holding on to heartache

[gali-la]

Damnit why is it always at the busiest time in a fandom I get lured into another one. I HAVE NO TIME MANAGEMENT SKILLS I CANT BALANCE THEM

Fuckin. Swear to god if I didn’t love one piece so much I’d be back to my multi fandom slut ways. Unbearable. Unbelievable.

[icewindandboringhorror]

sleepy mr baby + other random misc images

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

i'm really just juggling with all my wips and working on them at the same time here huh :'D

[tei-to-tei]

I FOUND YOU

I was scrolling through tumblr and one of the people reblogged your art (your art is so good and cute, love the December stuff you’re doing) AND THEN IT HIT ME. YOU WROTE JUST WANT TO BE PERFECT, SOMEDAY

I read that fic so much. I’m so sorry if this is weird but I was that commenter who commented right before you posted chapter three-

and. It quite literally changed me as a person. Maybe it’s over dramatic but it did. It made me cry tears of grief that that the story was over, but also tears of relief because Raph got to heal. And that gave me hope. It still does to this day, honestly.

Sorry if I’m over sharing, but I just wanted to say thank you. It may have been a short little story, but it tore down my soul and rebuilt it in the best way possible. Thank you so much for writing this. And writing in general! You’re amazing. I’m glad I got to read something you made.

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Oh my gosh, hi hello ;u; I'm pretty sure I remember you!! I hope i'm not wrong (if I am I'm so sorry) but if you're the one that had commented about the "yawning pit of sadness" - that comment stuck with me, you have no idea.

Also: I have been staring at this ask for the past 20 minutes and I've had no idea how to respond in a way that shows how genuinely grateful I am that you've decided to let me know how my story affected you.

"Just Want to Be Perfect, Someday" is actually such an important story to me, even if it's on the shorter side. I had been really nervous to even post it in the first place, because it almost felt like I was revealing too much of myself within it?? (a little weird, I know)

It's got such a soft spot in my heart and writing it was a really raw and emotional experience for me. To hear that even one person out there felt the same while reading it is... so, so reassuring, and so kind.

Thank you for reading one of my stories (and looking at my art!).

Thank you for enjoying it enough to comment.

And thank you for reaching out to me, even now ;-; <3

I hope you continue to have hope that things will eventually get a little better, even if it takes a while, and even if an empty space always remains. I try my best to remind myself of that, all the time.

Sorry for rambling, I'm just- I'm so thankful for this ask.

Wishing you the absolute best~

[tasmanianstripes]

Menstrual pain should be taken more seriously than it currently is, people suffering from it shouldn't be dismissed or accused of overreacting because "it's just a period"

For most of my life, I've suffered from debilitating menstrual cramps. Some days it was bad enough that I couldn't move, couldn't even speak, just cry and scream for hours until the painkillers finally kicked in, and it'd often leave me feeling weak, exhausted and like I was on the verge of passing out. I have to take the strongest non-prescription medication on the market and it still just makes my pain bearable enough that I can function; hell, even my prescription drugs sometimes weren't enough.

Despite this, I was often ridiculed by my peers and accused of faking it so I can get out of school or work, and I've had medical professionals refuse to help me because "it's just a period" and "it'll pass on its own". I've had to beg people to go get me painkillers and they'd usually start an argument or roll their eyes at me and complain the entire time. It was a constant problem and the only person that's ever taken my pain seriously was my mother.

Seriously, it isn't right that I have to deal with 2-3 days of debilitating pain and nobody around me treats it seriously. Not even my doctors.

And I'm not even the most severe case out there, I'm lucky that my cramps only last a max of 3 days and respond to medications. There are people out there who have to deal with worse.

Seriously, just please start taking menstrual pain seriously. Just because it happens every month doesn't mean it's any more bearable or less serious than any other pain. The pain this severe isn't normal, it's a medical condition and it should be treated seriously. It's even more fucked up that this sort of pain is often a symptom of some underlying condition yet even doctors don't treat it seriously.

[napoleon-usher]

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[noxtivagus]

head in hands FINAL FANTASY

[wexhappyxfew]

didn’t realize how much Matilda by harry styles was such a rolande song OML 😭

[havecourage-darling]

y’all I just finished this whole thing and I’m really going to need a minute before I post anything.

I will be….back after this commercial break.

Edit: y’all, I lied I’m going through the stages of grief slowly and don’t think I’ve been hit this hard for a character since Tony Stark and I wasn’t prepared 🫠🙃 someone needs to take me out rn just take me out

[atlantablack]

I just read "your smile, my ghost" and I HAD to message you because I absolutely loved it!! You put such depth of feeling into it, and I LOVE the way Eddie describes this weird depth of emotion he has no context for. If you ever end up writing more, I'm gonna have to start printing your stuff out and hanging it up on my wall, memorialize it

i 100% forgot about this message (because work hates me and kills my brain) so I got the amazing!!!! joy of reading it again and being like overwhelmed by happy emotions

No but seriously thank you so much <3 I'm really happy you liked it and that so many???? people like it??? Hello everyone, I'm genuinely baffled by the amount of tags and nice comments

While you're here, not to toot my own horn, but if you like that snippet you'd probably like this other steve/eddie fic i wrote!

It has the most similar vibe to that snippet I think!

fighting with time, so we take shots in the dark

See, the thing, is that Eddie knows he’s always too fucking intense about people. Knows that this would be a problem even if he were apple pie, picket fence straight as the rod they smack you with in church. Knows it’s even more of a problem considering the only straight thing about him is his spine, and even that’s starting to curve under the weight of this week.  He knows all of this. He does.  It doesn't stop him from wanting Steve anyways.

[ghost-fish-artnblurbs]

day #4 of drawing stuff on mspaint coz i wanna: franz cuz i love ace attorney :”]