#hand on mouth in gasp

[andi-o-geyser]

I fucking GASPED

[thatrandombystander]

I'm pretty sure I watched Nirvana in Fire during the height of the pandemic so I'll confess I've forgotten a lot of the details and am mostly left with a general impression of the series, but I will never forget how much the scene of this woman sitting and talking for ten minutes while holding a piece of paper had me jumping on my chair about to go apeshit from the tension and quality of writing build up to this point

[whumpdaydreamerx]

Whump Vibe/Visual

Caretaker rescuing injured Whumpee from Whumper’s facility. Henchmen combing the halls as they try to sneak their way out. Caretaker pressing Whumpee up against a wall for a moment to hide.

Their injuries jostled in just the wrong way or another wave of pain hits them and Whumpee almost lets out a groan. Caretaker notices and clamps a hand over their mouth muffling the sound as much as they can — apologizing through their eyes.

After a moment Caretaker lets go and Whumpee pants silently. Before they can get moving another wave hits Whumpee and they pull themself close to Caretaker, tucking their face into their shoulder. A hand clutches their wounded side and the other reaches up to grab a fistful of Caretaker’s jacket holding on for dear life as they bury their pained gasps in the fabric.

[blue--ingenue]

I have Feelings™️ about the way Harry's heart breaks when Albus believes he's innately wrong and unlovable.

Like when Albus says he doesn't blame his father for saying he doesn't want him. Albus isn't yelling or lashing out at this point. He's resigned. He's just heard his own father tell him that he wishes he weren't his son, and he's telling Harry not to apologize because he really believes it's true.

And again when Albus promises him that he'll try to to be more like Lily and James, try to be a better son. Harry's looking at his son, who is suffering at the hands of his words and refusal to listen, and Albus is blaming himself. His heart breaks when he realizes he's made his son feel unlovable, and he truly believes it's his own fault.

[vimbry]

did everyone see the "boss of me" video prop & storyboard auction listing. did everyone see it.

[clonememesfrikyeah]

For all my fanfic writers and consumers, imagine: a readerXAlpha-17 fic where reader has such a creative sailors mouth that some of the diabolical things they say to people has A-17 gasping in horror and clutching his pearls

[allfortzu]

what if i EXPLODE

[introspectivememories]

cannot stop thinking about lupa and juno's reactions to jason's death. god did juno feel it when he died? did she hear his string get cut? did she wail loud enough that all of olympus heard it? what was it like realizing the boy she loved like a son was dead? was was it like watching his father not even shed a tear? was she the one to tell lupa? and on lupa's end, how angry do you think she was? this is her pup. her youngest pup. he was so young when he first started, when juno first gave him to her? he learned how to roughhouse with her packmates. he learned to fly with her! did she snap at juno? did she scream and curse and blame juno? did she howl mournfully?

[bogglesgate]

TENDER!!!!!

[corrodedcoughin]

Hello!!! How're you?? Hope you're well!! I'm currently having Munson family feelings lmao

Please imagine lil pre teen Eddie settling in with Wayne, finding his footing, becoming more open in a way that he wasn't with his father. And he's really getting into his dnd. Has the manuals Wayne got him for his birthday one year. A mini or two. And he wants to get better at DMing, but he can't practice with his group because that would ruin the surprise of it all. So one day, he shyly asks Wayne if he'll practice with him. Fidgeting with the hem of his shirt and shuffling his feet. Isn't 100% sure what Wayne will think just yet

And to his surprise, Wayne says yes. And Eddie just... lights up. Smiles a big megawatt grin and starts talking about how it'll be super fun uncle Wayne you won't regret it!!!

They spend an evening making Wayne a character - a human called Wayne, they're keeping it simple - while they eat Mac n cheese for dinner. Wayne loves how happy it makes Eddie. How carefree.

And on Wayne's next day off, when Eddie doesn't have school, they play together. A mini campaign, just for the two of them. Eddie practices his skills, gets to play dnd, and hang out with his uncle all in one go. It's kind of everything to them. It's a lighthearted adventure where Wayne goes on a quest to get the perfect bait so he can go fishing and catch his dream fish. Eddie tells him what dice to roll, helps him fight a goblin and a bear, and puts on all sorts of voices for the characters Wayne meets. Eddie gets so wrapped up in it all, so excited. But when it ends he's all nerves - bitten lips and wringing his hands.

Did Wayne like it?? Did he have fun?? Was Eddie good??

And Wayne honestly says it wasn't quite his thing but he had a lot of fun. Eddie is a damn fine storyteller, has a real knack for the dramatics. He'll impress his friends, for sure.

And idk!!! I love Eddie and Wayne exploring their dynamic and figuring out where they stand with each other those first few years. It would have been a bumpy ride but they love each other!!!

Wayne getting in from grocery shopping on a Saturday, he likes to go really early so he can avoid Sally Knowles town gossip extraordinaire who Kees letting Wayne know ‘people are gonna talk if you don’t give that nephew of yours a Mothering presence in his life’ Wayne’s heard enough of it. So while it means he has to get up early, he’ll do it to escape the song and dance of busy bodies.

He’s making his way up the trailer steps, bags of groceries in hand (he’s a one trip kind of man and won’t be changed) when he hears a voice behind the door. The muffled and rushed but excited voice of his nephew barely audible through the rustling of groceries and the clattering of god knows what in the trailer - ‘okay. Okay he’s here. Go time. Show time. Time to shine. Story telling powers on.’

Wayne can see Eddie in his minds eye, turning an invisible switch at his temple. A ritual he started for their very first session. The boy had been nervous then and now, four - games? Chapters? Wayne wasn’t sure - in the nerves were still there but the excitement far outweighed them.

Opening the door, Wayne flicked his eyes over to the couch were Eddie was propped up, books spread out on the coffee table and rudimentary map laid across the table top.

Eddie’s head shot up, ‘I’ll help!’, scrambling to his feet to take some of Wayne’s provisions off of him.

‘You in a rush, son? Normally I’m shouting you through to give me a hand with these?’ Wayne was teasing. Could see that Eddie was conflicted, had Wayne forgotten that he promised to finish the story today? That it was going to find the Pond Of Dreams? Wayne loved the kid but he wanted to have a little fun too.

Setting the bags down and putting the freezer items away, everything else could wait. Not even glancing down at Eddie, Wayne stretched tall and exaggerated ‘think I need a nap after that. Don’t mind me Ed, gonna get some shut eye.’ And the thing is he couldn’t look at Eddie, if he did he’d crumble and it would all be for naught. One glance of Eddie in his home sewn cape and it’s be over.

So he hot footed it to the bathroom, hoping Eddie wouldn’t question the pre-nap detour or the backpack he was taking with him.

He could hear Eddie mumbling, frustration and disappointment evident in his tone. Then the tv going on, cartoons on high volume as he tried to distract himself. Which is when Wayne decided to re-appear, clad in his full fishing gear and rod. Along side a toy lizard he velcroed to his shoulder.

‘Well boy, you ready to go fantasy fishing? Heard there’s a dream pond waiting to be found’ Wayne tipped his fishing hat like a cowboy as Eddie’s eyes grew wide, scanning the outfit. It wasn’t much but Wayne tried to add the little details as he could; the potion belt of healing (an ammo belt he borrowed from somebody at work), the spear character wayne earned in his first battle (a pvc tube Scott Clarke was happy to provide after their last dinner where Wayne recounted Eddie’s tales) and of course -

‘Is that Creedence?!’ Eddie finally speaking up and pointing at the lizard, the decided companion and helper to Wayne in his journey.

‘Sure is kid, think he’s ready to roll. The question is, are you?’ It’s not the easiest thing for Wayne to do, sometimes he feels silly with all the fantasy and character voices that Eddie insists upon but when it makes the boy this happy? This unguarded and free? Who is Wayne to say no? Maybe the sillyness is good for him, good for both of them.

[akechi-if-he-slayed]

style in black friday trilogy

[baeshijima]

on a real note, the 4.2 trailer was actually a rollercoaster like,,,, FURINA ON DEATH SENTENCE???? NEUVILLETTE HAVING SUCH A SAD TONE????? NEUVILLETTE BEING DISTRAUGHT?????? NAVIA????????? THE WHALE?????? NEUVILLETTE POSSIBLY AWAKENING AND CALLING FOCALORS DEVIOUS?????? MAYBE PREV HYDRO ARCHON SPEAKING AT THE END???????? CHILDE COMEBACK???????? POTENTIAL SKIRK REVEAL????????

yes maam hello hi 🧎‍♀️

BUT ALSO DISTRAUGHT NEUVIE?????

[woohooincoffin]

dont care + having fun + playing

[i-dreamed-i-had-a-son]

Thinking about them again...Obi-Wan's last words to Anakin on Mustafar were, "You were my brother, Anakin. I loved you." Then, ten years later, they meet again, and Obi-Wan says, "What have you become?" And I'm just completely shook because it feels like that conversation never really ended. Like, Obi-Wan's last words had been mourning what Anakin had been, despairing over what he was now, and his first words to Vader are doing the same thing. It's just--the echo of the old words in the new ones, how both cut both men so deeply, the raw grief that has never healed or waned, the parallels of the past tense--it's just everything

[waitwhathelp]

Oh shit what happened?! I hope George is ok

[commiebeatle]

TWELVECLARAS WE WON (it was a minor victory) WE FINALLY WON