#he is not leaving my mind

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

im a simple guy! i think about puppy Barnaby. i promptly explode into bloody heart-shaped confetti

[badjura]

lord of rats

[fridayyy-13th]

i swear sometimes i think people forget that Jon's s1 skeptic act was just that—an act. it was an act!!! he believes the statements!! he's believed them since episode one! do we so soon forget that he denied the statements were real because he knew the Eye something wanted him to be scared, and he knew that was bad, so he decided to act like the statements just didn't scare him? remember, he was working with extremely limited information ("when i record the tape statements, i feel watched, like something knows i'm afraid, and i don't want it to know that"), and came up with a genuinely solid solution with what he had! not his fault that the thing watching him was a literal unknowable eldritch entity that feeds on fear, and he was just some underqualified archivist.

[zkyeline]

WAHAHHA GET ANIMATED!!

[turtleblogatlast]

Imagine little Leo having trouble sleeping so he ends up watching tv and movies with Splinter to pass the time. Splinter often just passes out in his chair, but Leo likes the company anyway.

One day, Leo’s rifling through the movies his dad brought back for them (usually 70s and 80s stuff - Splinter has a bias) and he gasps.

Leo runs over to Splinter and holds up a copy of The Last Unicorn, begging that they watch it that night.

Splinter remembers absolutely nothing about the movie, but hey it’s got a unicorn and it’s animated so it’s gotta be fine, right? So he turns the movie on and passes out near immediately.

He’s woken up roughly an hour and a half later by Leo climbing up onto his chair and sobbing hysterically into his chest.

The movie is now one of Leo’s favorites.

[carrotkicks]

midnight meetups and well deserved breaks at Bungo Bakery

[maatdraws]

"It was a fun little ritual of his–"

[juniemunie]

[Abandoned by the Lightners, his heart became cracked with hatred.]

Hitting a lil' too close to home?

[just-null-cult]

im so mad at u omg

how dare u make my noritoshi obsession 10 times worse

Noritoshi spews his true feelings when you're upset with him. Similar to a very eager puppy trying to regain your favor by any means...... but realizes what he says and blames you for turning him into a fool. Another downside for him is that he won't take his words back in fear of you getting the wrong idea.

you're just a bully that he hopes will forget about the embarrassing words he blurted out.

hes simultaneously reeling and embarrassed. is this what happens when you make your love upset? does that imply he's your love?!

[hisui-dreamer]

jamil, who loves showing affection by cooking food for his loved ones, making sure the curry is seasoned to perfection and your favourite dessert to go along with the meal.

and you, with zero spice tolerance but so incredibly overwhelmed with gratitude and affection for how hard jamil's worked. and with your favourite dessert right there enticing you, you're determined to finish every drop of curry on your plate.

...

it doesn't go too well.

indeed, you have finished every drop of curry. but you've also downed around 12 cups of water, and the burning in your mouth is still unrelenting. jamil visibly looks concerned with how much water you're drinking and it's unavoidable you address your non-existent spice tolerance.

jamil sighs, and his eyes show a hint of exasperation you often see when he's following kailm's whims. you avert your gaze to the floor, upset at yourself that you've disappointed him and maybe he hates you now how could you not like his fo-

flick!

ouch! your hands reach up to shield your forehead, and your eyes meet his. not exasperated, maybe slightly, but amused and... loving??

"dummy, don't go forcing yourself to eat what you don't like," he sighs

you timidly explain you could never do that with how much time and effort he puts into his cooking

his smile widens slightly.

"for now, i guess i'll be making more desserts for you then,"

he chuckles at the way your eyes light up.

"here," he feeds you a spoonful of the chilled dessert. "is your mouth still burning?"

oh. you don't think it is anymore.

but your heart sure is.

[moneyndior]

୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ treat me like a fool.⋄ 𓍯

…IN WHICH, you trace your thumb over luke’s scar while sitting on his lap.

tags/warnings: gn!reader—besides mentions of you being pretty.(anyone can be pretty, however.)you sitting on his lap?? idk… loser!luke slipping thru☺️🥰. reader’s cabin is unspecified/not mentioned, both of you being the same amount of whipped for each other. TINY ASS BLURB‼️

ೃauthor notes⁀➷: so what if i can’t stop thinking about this. i am literally just a girl who wants luke in ways that would send me to the looney bin in 1940’s. also, tumblr, pls post this i’m so srs.

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“you’re so pretty, luke.”

you mumbled, your legs on either side of him. the two of you sat in your cabin, the fact that your siblings aren’t around is a miracle. a miracle you two take advantage of.

luke looked up at you, a look of admiration written all over his face. his expression was softened, his lips slightly parted as his eyes seemed to slowly taken in every part of you like you were gonna disappear.

luke’s grip on your hips tightened ever so slightly. he hummed quietly before kissing your forehead.

luke always thought you were pretty, how you got even prettier up close is a mystery not even the gods above can figure out.

“you’re prettier than i’ll ever be.”

“yeah?”

you ask, cupping his cheek gently. you always admired his scar, a permanent medal of glory is what you thought of it as. as lightly as possible, you traced said scar with your thumb.

luke felt his face get hot and his mind go blank for a second. he watched as your eyes shifted away from his and toward your hand and his scar. as much as he wanted to do the same—luke couldn’t bring himself to not look at you.

you stared at him with the type of admiration he could only dream of, like he was the only boy in the world. luke couldn’t imagine a life where someone like you loved him the same way he loved you.

it’s mind blowing that it happened to him in this lifetime and not some other one. fate was a wonderful thing, thank the moirai for this.

luke put his hand over the one that was tracing his scar, bringing your hand down slightly. he turned his head just enough to gently kiss the palm of your hand. planting one, two, and three kisses in the same spot repeatedly.

“yeah. the prettiest.”

[soilem]

Dannymay Day 2 – Backpack :D

[inkskinned]

it's just that sometimes you have to love a thing including the ways that it inconveniences you like i keep picking dog hair out of my clothes because he steals things from my laundry basket to lay on them while i'm gone and whenever i use my laptop i have to type with my arms in a parabola to make room for his head on my legs and yes it's kind of a far ride to my mom's house but she always remembers to have dairy-free options available just in case i stop at home and nick lives in another timezone so we have to plan our calls carefully to be sure he's available and i'm not in bed and i hate driving and looking for parking but it means i get to visit my friends and i hate doing dishes but i'll do a million if it means i get to throw a dinner party for everybody and i hate being cold but one time we stood outside in the snow for 5 hours waiting for a concert, bundled up and red-nosed

i always apologize about the ways i take up space even when they're medical like at a restaurant i usually have to take the moment to say i really am allergic, sorry, and feel like i am making everyone around me angry and i always apologize when i am too tired to be funny or when i actually really do need to take care of my human body because it feels like i'm making everything about-me and i always apologize for the ways that i become needy; how i get scared when we're high up (and no for real please get down it actually kind of stops being funny) or how i panic if i hear a loud noise i wasn't expecting or how it's been years but there are days when i'm still doing the same shit, still drowning

the trick about relaxing, i think. like the answer to why i couldn't trust the idea anyone actually likes me. was realizing that at some point i am going to be an inconvenience, which means that at some point i need to trust other people want me to take up space. and yes, some people have to take up a lot of space. but. i relish this little gratitude: making room for people and things in my life. i love picking the dog hairs out of my food - it means i get to have a dog. i love answering the phone at 3 in the morning - it means someone is on the other line, and i can help them weave through life. i love the little chores - it means i have something productive to do. so what if you take up space - it means this world gets to have you.

[hellaephemeral]

he’s just soaking up the sun ☀️

[deafening-radio-silence]

I think that Dr. Christina "I was an excellent soldier" Raynor needs to deal with some personal things before she's anyone's therapist, because she strong-armed more of Bucky's autonomy away from him than Zemo did within the series.

[ingravinoveritas]

Michael Sheen: Repeatedly mentions his attractions to other men, talks about his first crush being on a man, describes one of his characters as "pansexual," talks about how gorgeous/easy to fall in love with/slinky-hipped David is, and otherwise screams into the universe about being bi without saying the word "bisexual."

Misha Collins: Accidentally "comes out" as bisexual at a convention, then walks it back three days later and comes out as straight.

One of these things is not like the other...