#but i miss itttt

[allgremlinart]

thinking about different post-canon scar obfuscation techniques...

[usertoxicyaoi]

"I'll make a ton of cash, and leave this place."

TAIKAN YOHOU (2023). EPISODE TWO.

[suddenly-stickmin]

They're watching Dave fall down a flight of stairs.

[fallstaticexit]

Is this the end of an era...

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Bonus: Orion......please don't pmo......

Teammate: We’re about to grab something to eat, you coming?

Zoey: I’ll catch up later. Feel kind of restless and the waves are too nice tonight.

Teammate: Don’t forget you gotta eat too, Zoe.

[the sound of music playing in the distance]

Selene Sings : It Will Rain - Bruno Mars

If you ever leave me baby, leave some morphine at my door. ‘Cause it would take a whole lot of medication to realize what we use to have We don’t have it anymore. There’s no religion that could save me. No matter how long my knees are on the floor. So keep in mind all the sacrifices I’m making To keep you by my side To keep you from walking out the door. ‘Cause there’ll be no sunlight, if I lose you baby. There’ll be no clear skies, if you I lose you baby. Just like the clouds, my eyes will do the same if you walk away Everyday it’ll rain, rain...um...

Zoey: Have you lost your fucking mind?

Selene: Zoe, wait. Let me say something-

Zoey: No, have you actually lost your mind? What the hell is wrong with you? We didn’t ‘break up’ because of some...simple minded petty bullshit- you cheated on me! We were getting married!

Selene: No, I know...and I will spend the rest of my life being sorry-

Zoey: Don’t apologize to me anymore! I know you’re sorry! You’ve been clear how fucking sorry you are!

Selene: I know you don’t trust me. I know you hate me, even. But I want to fix this. I’ve found a therapist. I’m going to go every week. I will do everything I can to earn your trust. I don’t care if I spend the rest of my life doing it. I love you. You, no one else. Listen, I don’t know why I did what I did, but she meant nothing to me. I swear it. I’ve loved you since we were kids, Zoe, please..

Zoey: That’s why this is killing me...you didn’t even love her. It was nothing to you and you still stooped so low and screwed her anyway without thinking about me once! I didn’t want to hate you, but seeing you right now is making it hard not too, especially after this stupid shit you pulled. Not only did you humiliate me, you shocked me. I never thought you’d hurt me like this...never.

Selene: Please, Zoe. Please let me try. Let me get through the therapy and let me work on me so I can be a good woman for you. I can’t lose you. I can’t. I love you so much. Please baby.

Zoey: Go to therapy. Get better. Be better. For you. Do it for you. Goodbye, Selene.

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: Bakugou dies but comes back to life, “comes back wrong” trope, implied fighting, angst

When Bakugou died, you’re not sure how you went on living. Grief had taken over your life, sat you in the passenger side while it cruised off the highway into icy waters. And even then, you couldn’t find the energy to drown.

It’s why there’s a sudden uptick of energy when you’re promised to have him back. Some top scientists contact you months after his death, tell you to hurry down to the headquarters labs, come and rejoice for what you’re about to witness. And you’re horrified, to say the least.

“This isn’t my husband.” Are your first words when you walk in, watch the figure on the other side of the glass examine its own hands. It looks like your husband but—but his hair isn’t the right shade of blond all over. His nose bridge had a slight bump after a scuffle with a villain. He had a scar on his hand but—but it never looked like it was to sew a pinky beside the other fingers.

“Is that really my husband?” You ask next in disbelief, slowly entering the room. Bakugou’s head snaps up, his eyes a little brighter than you remember but—they hold so much emotion. So much memory, so much panic, so much guilt.

“I left you.” He mutters, his voice raspy and ragged, and you wonder if it’ll always be like this now. It makes you cry a little harder than it should, but you only embrace each other. He’s cold and his shoulders don’t hold the same mass and his back doesn’t carry the same scars. There’s one, jagged and rough, running down his back, and you think, you think that’s where they slipped a new spine in.

“Welcome back home.” You tell him, weeks after meeting him again, new and not totally—Katsuki. He’s stiff and he doesn’t immediately take off his boots when he enters, and it worries you. Makes you think if you’ve just let a stranger into your home, one that has stolen your dead husbands face. Makes you wonder if he’ll be as loving as Katsuki once was, or if he’ll become your monster looming over you with the guilt of not being able to rest anymore.

“I’ve missed you so much.” You whisper against his mouth one night, a little while after he’s moved back. You don’t know why you lay under him, why you let him nestle himself inside of you, why you let him hold you against his chest. Katsuki always ran his hands over your cheeks and neck whenever he held you like this, but this…man, only holds himself up with his hands resting beside your head. It’s alien, how he looks at you, how his hips are methodically measured with every thrust, how he kisses you every 8 seconds. You wonder if he’s more robot than Frankenstein monster.

“Why did you come back to me like this?” You ask him one night, barricaded in the bathroom away from him. You can hear his sobs on the other side, his pleading to be let in. He tells you he never wanted to come back if he had to be like this, that he’s sorry, please let him in, he misses the warmth of your skin, he’s never been so cold before, he’s never liked the cold.

“Is this considered cheating?” You ask yourself aloud one night, when Bakugou is forced back to the lab when he becomes too…un-Bakugou. To sleep with a man that is your husband in every way but? Your husband has been dead for a year now, and yet you stroke the chin of the man that tries so hard to be him everyday, but fails so miserably at it every time.

“I’ll come back to you right this time.” Bakugou promises to you when he’s strapped down to leave for the lab and before he’s sedated. But you don’t believe him—you never did. Your husband is dead, and this animated corpse has been nothing but a cheap mockery of everything you’ve lost and something you will never truly get back.

[evansdoodles]

[mattscoquette]

guys talk to me abt dad!matt i wanna bring back the au so bad

[earlgodwin]

the borgias is my favorite show and i think it's the best show ever made and all. however, there's just this one aspect that is genuinely hilarious to me and i mostly criticize the show for. the writers suddenly trying to make the viewers massively despise juan by turning against him and disingenuously writing him in his final moments so the watchers won't miss him or sympathize with him by making him a walking danger as an excuse to kill him off and prop up cesare's character. they wanted the audience to root for cesare at juan's expense and make his death seem necessary lol. they truly thought they served with this one, like maybe juan's character was shamefully abandoned by the writers (as well as his family except for rodrigo) but david oakes had many people sold with the way he played him to perfection, improvising and making juan remarkable, tremendous, and humane. the show is obviously a classic masterpiece, but in my opinion about the juan part, simply rushing the writing of a tragic dying character on a show for weak reasons is pure disrespect.

[pioponii]

IM GOING TO BE SICK WAAAHHHH 😭😭😭😭

[keeps-ache]

well, you can see it!

[koipalm]

i love yae miko so so much

[mothfinite]

aaauuggghh I LOVE MLP!!!!!!!i miss rarity i wanna redraw my pony s/i i did a base edit of an updated design a while ago..........

i think i want to rename them dreamcloud or smth.....

[thedeadthree]

-`. OCS AS TYPES OF SUFFERING.

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-`. DESPAIR.

The tunnel never had a light. You wish for nothing because you know you'll receive nothing, and your hopes died out long ago. The only thing that keeps you going is the thrill of emptiness you feel when things don't turn out your way. It's bitter. It's proof. Proof that you don't feel this way for nothing.

-`. THE BLACKHOLE.

There's a hole where your heart used to be and nothing is filling that hollow void. You could drown in a world curated for you, and still nothing seems to fit. It eats you alive knowing you're unsure how to satiate the hunger of your soul. It's barely hunger, it's more like a blackhole.

-`. THE TAKER.

Your expectations are ones you can barely meet. You compare yourself to others, but with a hypocritical light. You'll never find what you're looking for if you're laying down half of what you receive. It stings to be given less than expectations you've set, but if they were more reasonable, do you think even then you'd be happy?

-`. YEARNING.

The pain in your chest bubbles knowing that what you want may never be yours. You're lost in a fantasy world, or consumed by what you wish you were or had as opposed to what you do. It's hard to appreciate what's around you when you're appreciating the hope of what could be instead.

-`. THE GIVER.

Your energy depletes as you hand it out to anyone passing by your basket. People walk by and take, but no one ever leaves. You're constantly running on low when people keep asking you to give. You'd give your soul away for free, and then what left do you have of yourself if you can't say no?

-`. LONELINESS.

Your heart feels full of the connection you feel you lack. No matter how many people are around you, strangers or not….someone is missing. You don't know who, what, or if you'll ever find them. You're unsure if there's a person out there who'll really satisfy your life, so really what's the point of continuing to look?

[s-ccaam-era-crepe]

i miss glass. does anyone else miss glass :(

[vlindervin7]

preparing for autumn by going through my pictures of edinburgh <3

[valgreaves]

modern choices books are so fucking bleak bro they're never gonna make a guy like andy kang again like with their current design philosophy? they're not gonna put in the effort to include a short trans dude built like a brick shithouse again even as a nonromanceable npc because apparently every character in choices can only have like one of four preset body types now

i guess in the newer books you can customize LIs with different body types and pronouns but there's no heart to it. you have the option to make them trans and non-white but they're not designed + characterized with that option in mind. it's not the same as seeing andy's sprite for the first time and realizing that he's wearing a binder under his basketball jersey. hearing him talk explicitly about how difficult it is growing up asian and trans in a mostly-white small town and feeling like he has to work three times as hard to make up for it, to seize every fucking opportunity that gets dangled in front of his face because no one's gonna give him a chance otherwise. instead we just get mass-produced paper dolls and the writers still mess up their pronouns in the coding. It's Bleak