#crying about them

[emlovessid]

@jegulus-microfic january 17, dream, 121 words

“What are you thinking about?”

James lifts his head up from where he has his ear pressed against Regulus’ bare chest, settling his chin on Regulus’ shoulder instead, Regulus turning his head so that their eyes meet.

“Just, us.”

“Why the sad face then?” Regulus asks, joking, but his smile drops when he notices the tears welling up in James’ eyes.

“Sometimes this feels like a dream and I’m scared I’m going to wake up,” James whispers.

“Oh, baby.”

Regulus rolls over so that he can pull James into his arms and bring their lips together, trying to put everything he has into the kiss. To show him that they’re here and they’re real and they’re together, and nothing else matters.

[ravenclairee]

Do not mourn me, mother.

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON — 1.07 “Driftmark”

[green-socks]

cowboy carter is a macheresin album send tweet

[sxnbleachedfiles]

kitty scene in a museum !!! bc im an art student and i deserve to see them pining about each others in a room full of paintings yk as a treat

[frozeeeeen]

AU where Shibuya do not end up badly and this too can than met (delulu till the end)

[peetaparkker]

missing henry & alex so bad so i think it’s time for a re-read

[candyuu]

Regulus who never wants to talk about his feelings. Who knows he won’t leave his house. Who knows he’s going to get marked.

And poor James, who always feels so much. Who wishes he could bring Reg to his home. Who dreams of a future with him after hogwarts

They were doomed from the start

[emo-eyemakeup-evildude]

they are like kittens to me

[xojinnie]

❛ do you think i’m a good person? ❜ - daisy

jinnie's eyebrows raised in surprise. the answer was so obvious to her that she couldn't fathom deiji asking her that. " of course you are, unnie. are you kidding ? you raised me. " the maknae didn't say those words lightly. she'd been a little girl when she met the other, and deiji had seemed untouchable in her eyes ever since. the leader protected and nurtured her like no other for nearly nine years now. she had a good heart. anyone who said otherwise clearly didn't know the real hwang deiji, the one behind the beautiful mask that she gives to the world. " you always say i'm the best person, well. . . who do you think i got it from, unnie ? "

[sage-is-in-fact-very-tired]

"I'm really just a danger to everything around me, Huh?"

....sherbert :(

[lady-of-the-spirit]

⭐️⭐️⭐️

"The feeling other people have when the gods perform," Alexis says, not sure if what she's saying is good or bad, "the feeling I had when I went to see other gods perform - I didn't feel anything. You sounded beautiful, but I didn't feel it." She holds Aruna's hand a little tighter.

Aruna stays quiet, looking down at Alexis. Alexis wonders what she's thinking.

"That's alright," Aruna says finally, another soft smile making an appearance.

Alexis casually presses a kiss to the back of her hand, and then regretfully lets her go. Aruna goes back to strumming her guitar, and Alexis returns to her textbook.

Aruna plays one song, and then another. She's so focused she doesn't see Alexis turning away from the textbook, looking up at her instead.

THIS SCENE- OKAY

for context, this is my Wicked + Divine fic "Sing out this song, and I'll be there by your side" featuring Aruna (Tara) and my oc Alexis, and they're girlfriends. Aruna's a god and her singing has magical abilities, can deeply impact a person's emotional state, but it's stated in canon that not everyone 'feels' something because of a god's singing, some people just aren't impacted.

So the reason this scene is meaningful is because Aruna has HELLA issues with how people perceive her. She has had a lifetime of people objectifying her and godhood and fame doesn't help with that, it makes those feelings of objectification even worse. she wants to be seen as HERSELF, not the hot woman, not the "goddess", she wants to be seen for herself and her work.

And Alexis has been her friend since high school, her girlfriend of a few years now, and she's been with her through thick and thin and is the one person Aruna knows only ever sees her. And this scene is about that. That Alexis has been to other god concerts before and got that magical high from it, but with Aruna, the love of her life, there was nothing. She doesn't feel anything. And what that says to Aruna is that Alexis truly does not care about the goddess. While the entire world wants the goddess and the magic, Alexis only ever wants her. Aruna realizes that in this moment.

And then when Aruna starts playing her own normal music, that's when Alexis has a reaction! She feels nothing when Aruna uses this ancient magic to sing to her, willingly (rather than forced through obligation), but when Aruna plays music as herself, that's what Alexis is affected by. That's what makes her feel something. That's what makes her realize, again and again, "I'm so in love with this woman."

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[astearisms]

catalysts, protectors

[foundfamilywhump]

the question, you see, is not ‘is it too ooc for this character to cry’ but rather ‘what circumstances would push this character to cry’

this is the whump wisdom, go forth and make that character cry

[inkskinned]

the thing is that they're so fascinated by sex, they love sex, they can't imagine a world without sex - they need sex to sell things, they need sex to be part of their personality, they need sex to prove their power - but they hate sex. they are disgusted by it.

sex is the only thing that holds their attention, and it is also the thing that can never be discussed directly.

you can't tell a child the normal names for parts of their body, that's sexual in nature, because the body isn't a body, it's a vessel of sex. it doesn't matter that it's been proven in studies (over and over) that kids need to know the names of their genitals; that they internalize sexual shame at a very young age and know it's 'dirty' to have a body; that it overwhelmingly protects children for them to have the correct words to communicate with. what matters is that they're sexual organs. what matters is that it freaks them out to think about kids having body parts - which only exist in the context of sex.

it's gross to talk about a period or how to check for cancer in a testicle or breast. that is nasty, illicit. there will be no pain meds for harsh medical procedures, just because they feature a cervix.

but they will put out an ad of you scantily-clad. you will sell their cars for them, because you have abs, a body. you will drip sex. you will ooze it, like a goo. like you were put on this planet to secrete wealth into their open palms.

they will hit you with that same palm. it will be disgusting that you like leather or leashes, but they will put their movie characters in leather and latex. it will be wrong of you to want sexual freedom, but they will mark their success in the number of people they bed.

they will crow that it's inappropriate for children so there will be no lessons on how to properly apply a condom, even to teens. it's teaching them the wrong things. no lessons on the diversity of sexual organ growth, none on how to obtain consent properly, none on how to recognize when you feel unsafe in your body. if you are a teenager, you have probably already been sexualized at some point in your life. you will have seen someone also-your-age who is splashed across a tv screen or a magazine or married to someone three times your age. you will watch people pull their hair into pigtails so they look like you. so that they can be sexy because of youth. one of the most common pornography searches involves newly-18 young women. girls. the words "barely legal," a hiss of glass sand over your skin.

barely legal. there are bills in place that will not allow people to feel safe in their own bodies. there are people working so hard to punish any person for having sex in a way that isn't god-fearing and submissive. heteronormative. the sex has to be at their feet, on your knees, your eyes wet. when was the first time you saw another person crying in pornography and thought - okay but for real. she looks super unhappy. later, when you are unhappy, you will close your eyes and ignore the feeling and act the role you have been taught to keep playing. they will punish the sex workers, remove the places they can practice their trade safely. they will then make casual jokes about how they sexually harass their nanny.

and they love sex but they hate that you're having sex. you need to have their ornamental, perfunctory, dispassionate sex. so you can't kiss your girlfriend in the bible belt because it is gross to have sex with someone of the same gender. so you can't get your tubes tied in new england because you might change your mind. so you can't admit you were sexually assaulted because real men don't get hurt, you should be grateful. you cannot handle your own body, you cannot handle the risks involved, let other people decide that for you. you aren't ready yet.

but they need you to have sex because you need to have kids. at 15, you are old enough to parent. you are not old enough to hear the word fuck too many times on television.

they are horrified by sex and they never stop talking about it, thinking about it, making everything unnecessarily preverted. the saying - a thief thinks everyone steals. they stand up at their podiums and they look out at the crowd and they sign a bill into place that makes sexwork even more unsafe and they stand up and smile and sign a bill that makes gender-affirming care illegal and they get up and they shrug their shoulders and write don't say gay and they get up, and they make the world about sex, but this horrible, plastic vision of it that they have. this wretched, emotionless thing that holds so much weight it's staggering. they put their whole spine behind it and they push and they say it's normal!

this horrible world they live in. disgusted and also obsessed.

[kymsys]

fixing it for gege. 💔🩹

[a-god-in-ruins-rises]