#holy fuck im so tired

[whatthebodygraspsnot]

pov how to be completely unapproachable at the bar

thankya for the picrew cruise @sleepyfacetoughguy @vintagelacerosette @metalheadmickey and @heymrspatel 🖤 not tagging but if you wanna do this tag me so i can see

[datadegroove]

Well I definitely can't take these pills in the morning

[createandconstruct]

Thinking about Peter's absolute cry of anguish after the final boss battle when he finds Harry unresponsive. Thinking about how all he can say is I'm sorry. Thinking about the fact that in Peter's head it was him at May's side sobbing I'm sorry. Thinking about how "with great power comes great responsibility" can never be separated from the guilt Peter feels. Thinking about how that guilt extends to May. How it extends to Ben. How it cripples Peter so much that he tells Miles that he can't do this again. Thinking about Peter's voice as he'd begged Harry to fight - pleaded with him to not make him do this. Thinking about how when consumed with the symbiote Peter had screeched out I'm the hero, I don't get saved! Thinking about how that's not just pride, how that's not just responsibility, how it's guilt. How it's always been Peter and the weight of the world, the life of his loved ones, and their blood on his hands. And now it's Harry's and Peter just breaks. Always the hero, he's done the right thing, but this time it's the last straw. His best friend. The last sacrifice Peter Parker can take...

...and it's then... that Miles saves him.

[skitskatdacat63]

He's so real

"Good points. Um first- I would say podium but I don't really know what this is - so first top 3 in a, um, sort of race?

[senselessalchemist]

The Beheaded makes a pitch

[cacaocheri]

little doodle i did for myself bc when i got home i was so fucking drained

[esuooh]

how to start your own blood-thirsty cult 101:

[zombifiedheartg]

Yandere Mike and alters( team up if you want! ) with a darling that is the most sweet,caring and calm person of the world! That would never ever make something bad and protects everyone!

If you can't is ok! Take your time,rest well and have the best day of your life!!!! 💞

of course <3 and thank u so much, ur so nice! i didn't include chester for this, i'm sorry !! , i'm so sorry this took so long & it was pretty short :( i rlly hope u enjoyed it raaahhha

yandere mike & alters x caring darling..

cw : delusion, basic yandere behaviour, obsession, mentions of harming ppl, violence in general, mal in general, mike being clingy, manipulation & gaslighting , sexism, jealousy of course .

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mike

˚﹟🪐 'ಇ.

he thinks you're the sweetest thing thats ever happened to him!! your caring nature is so alluring to him, you're like a dream. most of his life he's been made fun of, ridiculed and just overall bullied.

but with you, it's refreshing not to be mocked almost 25/8. and you always defend him, it's so nice! he's attached himself to you, he's so clingy.. he never goes anywhere without you. where you go, he goes.

it's so suffocating and annoying not to have any alone time, but you'd never tell him that, you don't wanna hurt your precious boyfriends feelings do you? the guilt would just eat you alive!

you're an angel to him.

the weird glances you get from people as he practically hangs on to your waist are worth it.

he's more possessive than he'd like to think, he gets jealous sort of easily. i mean, he trusts you! you're most loyal person he's ever met! another trait he loves about you, but it's not exactly you he's worried about.

he just doesn't think any guy or girl that flirts with you actually deserves the attention you bring them.

mike can't help but think your kindness is a bit too much, people never actually repay the favour. you practically give the world to others and get nothing in return! it's so unfair,

he'd never treat you like that. you aren't a stepping stool to him. you're so much more than that, why can't you just properly accept his love?

he also loves how calm you are, you can easily defuse any situation. your aura overall is just enchanting, it's usually so hectic on the island, surrounded by people who are polar opposites, followed with chris's sadistic life-threatening challenges, you always make him feel at peace somehow.

and that's something he always longs for.

''god, you're so cute!''

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manitoba

⋆｡‧˚ʚ🪒ɞ˚‧｡⋆

none of the diamonds and other valuable things he's found in his adventures compare to how much you mean to him.

you're a real sweetie, and he loves it!

your compassion has quite the charm, he's found himself with a few scratches here and there after a wrong turn during exploring, and to see your beautiful face up close as you tend to his wounds, he's never been happier.

but lets be honest here, he's kind of a sexist at heart. he prefers to be the ''chivalrous'' one. sure it gets annoying when he doesn't let you do literally anything, but you'd never tell him that.

you're like a pushover in his eyes. so he'd rather cling on to you to ''protect'' you. you obviously don't need protection.. you're perfectly capable. he's seen the way you handle yourself, you could kick someone's ass for him if he asked! he babies you.

but this way, it boosts his ego to see you immediately going to him for help.

and you can really tell someone off if they tried anything, you're so trustworthy. he's honestly obsessed with your company.

he gets quite jealous. he knows you like talking to people and just overall being nice to others, but he can't help it. that person's lucky to even get a spare glance. let alone hear your voice.

''you're a treasure, aren't ya?''

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svetlana

༘ 💋 ⋆｡𓍢ִ໋🌹 .

oh you're a darling!

she adores how graceful you are.

you two are for sure the cutest couple on this island. you're the perfect person for her! you're just lovely to be around, she treats you amazing aswell!

she's one of the more tame yanderes. she's alot more gentle around you

she likes to teach you dances and such, sure she has way more experience, but she just wants to be close to you.

her love for you is passionate! she's so obsessed with you, you're always on her mind. and she always finds a way to include you in every conversation..

it's a bit of a problem for mike on the other hand. most of his friends are just tired of hearing about you, but svetlana can't help it! if anything, they should be glad to be hearing about you.

when you defend her, she just swoons!

and don't get her started on your beauty, your kind nature just intensifies it!

''your form is just wonderful!''

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vito

༘ ⋆｡˚🎗

damn, you're a doll.

he's always around you with an arm around your waist, or your shoulder. it's kind of a way to let people know you're ''his''. and he just likes touching you

he always takes your basic human decency towards him as a flirt. every time you even interact with him he's filled with butterflies,

he likes how calm you are, and how easy you take his flirtatious comments with just a small giggle. it's so appealing, sure he likes it when you're flustered, for some reason he's attracted to your peaceful-ness.

he was already cocky, but now that he's with you, it's just intensified. he feels so lucky to be with you. but who wouldn't?

he brags about you so often, it's tiring.. but also endearing, you're always the first person he goes to when he has a chance, that's a thing alot of the yandere's have in common, they can't stand to be away from you.

he tries to impress you as much as he can, whether that be with his looks, or his strength, he just wants to hear words of encouragement from you.

he gets jealous pretty easily, even if you're doing something as simple as helping someone, i mean c'mon, only the vito should hear his belˈlettsa's voice! he knows its just the way you are, but jesus.

''ay, can't get enough of me, huh?''

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mal

੭﹕ ̊ ̟ 🩸

god it irritates him so much, you're so nice and benevolent its infuriating. he wants your attention fully focused on him most of the time, how can that happen when you're too busy caring for some fucking dork that probably wouldn't even spit on you if you were on fire.

he only likes it when you're gracious to him. with the others though? no way.

he's for sure way more violent than the others, he'd actually hurt you if it meant you'd just fall in his arms.

and you totally just foil his plans, he knows if he hurts anyone that even dared to get close with you, they'd still end up with you somehow, except with closer proximity. which is worse!

but that still doesn't stop him. he'll go as far as to kill that person. he knows who you'll go to for a shoulder to cry on..

he also can't help but think your harmless nature is adorable. you remind him of prey, just so innocent and full of life. he thinks the fact that you won't do anything bad is sorta annoying because he finds himself getting scolded by you for nearly murdering someone.

''what, you think they'll give you the same treatment i do? you can't be that stupid..''

¿࿔💉࿔?

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[butchladymaria]

[kekkuda]

"The fury of a demon instantly possessed me. I knew myself no longer. My  original soul seemed, at once, to take its flight from my body; and a more than fiendish malevolence, gin-nurtured, thrilled every fibre of my frame." "Yet mad I am not…and very surely do I not dream."

Edgar Allan Poe- The Black Cat

[fbfh]

"Hows writing going?" I literally look like this

[blueskittlesart]

this country needs to bring back political assassinations im not kidding

[nach0]

MCYT Yuri Week; Day Three - Hurt/ Comfort

"Please be patient."

Wordcount: 1419

AO3 Link

Pearl goes to visit Gem while she’s still recovering. But corruption doesn’t heal overnight, and it will take longer than any of them thought to fix the damage.

Pearl wasn’t mad. She wasn’t. She wasn’t even in the slightest bit irritated that practically everyone else had gotten to visit Gem before her. She was calm and collected and other such emotions that would mean she’d be allowed to keep coming back.

(But, really? Fwhip she got, he was her brother. Sausage, maybe pushing it a bit but he did know more than anyone else what it was like to be corrupted. Scott?)

It was fine. She was fine with only getting updated about her girlfriend from everyone else. Katherine had cleared her to visit, so she was fine.

Just… be careful. She’d written in her letter, the one Pearl had skimmed through for confirmation she could come before having to go back and read properly. She’s still affected. You can’t expect too much of her yet, so please be patient.

I mean it.

Which, fine, maybe Katherine had a small point. But as much as the other empires saw her as loud and impulsive, she knew when to wait quietly for a better opportunity to strike.

Gem never would have opened up to her otherwise.

Even knowing this it was hard to still the nervous fluttering of her wings, hands clenching and unclenching out of fists constantly. To anyone that didn’t know her well it would have been a sign of aggression, more comfortable in a fight than in peace, and that assumption suited her needs well for the most part. It was always best to be taken seriously, and most were much more cautious when they took her genuinely nervous ticks as threats. 

Her close allies, like Katherine, like Gem, knew what it really meant, which was probably the only reason she wasn’t immediately kicked out of the Overgrown.

“Be patient with her,” Katherine reiterated softly, giving her a look that was almost pitying. “She’s recovering, but she’s still angry. It’s… no one will blame you if you need to step out.”

Clench. Unclench.

“I know. Can I please see her yet?” Politeness always worked best with fae, even if it was undercut by her fidgeting..

She sighed, hesitating another moment before pressing a small potion vial into her hands.

“See if you can get her to drink this. She needs the effects to heal and so far she’s been uncooperative. Neither of us like the splash, it’s less effective and she reacts… poorly, but it has to be done. You might have more luck than any of us have.”

Pearl just nodded, taking the potion and tucking it away into her pocket with barely concealed impatience. “I’ll bring it up. Can I see her yet?”

The moment the door was unlocked she practically sprinted inside, letting out a sharp breath once she was finally face to face with-

“Gem. How- how are you doing?”

If her appearance hadn’t been a clear indicator, the withering glare she shot Pearl would have been answer enough.

“Great. Just excellent. I love being kidnapped again and force fed untested potions.”

Gem’s eyes flicked to her pocket, the outline of the vial clearly visible in the dim light, her scowl tinged with the slightest trace of fear. Pearl immediately set it aside.

“We’re just trying to help, Gem. Remember, you wanted the help? You surrendered so you could get better. The crystal is gone. It can’t give you orders anymore.”

“I know that!” She bunched up the blanket before deflating slightly. Her next words sounded more unsure. “I know that. It’s just- muddled. But I know that and I’m fine so can you tell Katherine to let me go home already?”

Pearl sighed and took a step towards the bed. Another glare redirected her to the nearby chair instead.

“You’re not fine. I know it’s hard to reach out for help, but you’re being so brave and-”

“Oh fuck off, Pearl.”

Gem looked away, pulling her knee up to her chest and resting her arm across it. Her hand grasped at something around her neck. She didn’t seem to register there was nothing there.

“Don’t pretend like you’re not happy to see me like this. Xornoth warned me about it. About all of you.”

“Why would I ever want this?” Pearl fought to keep her voice even against the evergrowing worry that built in her chest. “I want you safe. I want you healthy. This is neither. Xornoth lies, Gem.”

She didn’t respond.

The two sat quietly for another ten minutes, Gem deaf to the world as she sat staring at the wall, before Katherine came to pull her out again. 

The potion remained untouched on the table.

~

It was a few days before Pearl worked up the courage to go back. She knew she should have sooner, Gem needed any familiar comfort she could get, but Katherine had advised her to stay away for a while anyway.

(Giving her an excuse, she knew, but she couldn’t say she didn’t appreciate it.)

She’d even brought some of Gem’s things from the Cliffs, books, clothes, even her weighted cloak. Anything to make her feel more at home.

Selfishly, she also wanted Gem out of the pale pinks of the Overgrown. It didn’t suit her at all, and she’d always been so meticulous about the colours she wore. She just hoped it would help.

Though anything was better than red. There’d been too much red.

“Today isn’t a good time.”

Katherine grabbed Pearl’s arm as soon as she got close, unfaltering at her glare. The question of why was quickly answered by a loud thumping against Gem’s door.

“Let me out! Katherine, you can’t keep me here! It’s not safe!”

“She’s been… erratic.” She admitted, glancing over at the rattling door. “Convinced she’s in danger, that we’re all going to hurt her. Not even Fwhip got through to her.”

“Please! It’s  just a baby!”

Any thoughts of politeness fled from Pearl’s mind.

“What did you think would happen when you locked her up? That she’d just conveniently forget about the last time she was kidnapped and tortured for information? Because I’ll bet you anything that’s what she thinks is going on.”

Without another thought she turned and stormed into the room, turning the handle with such force it broke clean through the lock. She’d apologise later. Probably. 

“Pearl? Pearl you have to help me, it’s not safe- they want the baby!”

Gem had immediately latched onto her dress. If her trembling hadn’t been worrying enough, the way she melted into Pearl’s light touch would have been like a glow ink sign something was wrong. She gently pulled her away from the door.

“No one here is going to hurt the egg, I promise. It’s still safe in your tower. Gandalf is watching it and he wouldn’t let anyone through. Do you trust him?”

She nodded. It was too hesitant to be of much comfort, but her breathing had started to slow at the very least. 

“Xornoth is going to take the egg, they’re- no- I’m working for them they’re protecting it so someone else is trying- Katherine? She’s… she’s keeping me here. She wants it. You can’t let her, Pearl please-”

“You’re ok, Gemstone.” Pearl ran a hand through her hair with a frown. It was far knottier than she’d ever normally let it get. “Xornoth is gone. They had you for a bit, but you were so strong and fought them enough to come to Katherine. She has no use for the egg, so she’s not going to hurt it.”

Gem’s only response was to clutch her dress tighter, running her thumb over the fabric in the subtle self soothing gesture she’d trained herself into long ago. Maybe one day they’d work through that, but there were more important issues to deal with first.

“It’s so blurry,” she admitted at a whisper. “I- everything’s blended together. I can hear you and I can hear them and I can hear Sausage and Joey- it’s too much.”

Hesitantly, Pearl reached for the potion on the table. 

“This can help you. It might be hard, but drinking it is going to clear your head a bit. You just need to trust me. Please.”

“...Alright.”

~

In another week Katherine had deemed Gem ready to go for short walks. She still needed supervision, in case she regressed or the cane wasn’t enough to support her, but Pearl was more than happy to keep her company.

She reached out to hold Pearl’s hand. In that moment, she knew they would both be ok.

They could heal. Together.

@mcyt-yuri-week

[betasuppe]

Got through the first week of my new job in outstanding shape & spent the evening rocking out to classic vinyls like. It's been 5 days & my life has taken a drastic turn so fast!

[sentientsky]

self-portrait?? yes?? silly little portrait of sentientsky?? yes??

okay here u go

im bored and tired so eh whatever

[billkaulitzwife]

i saw ur outsiders post abt the little sister and i love it sm 😭 i was wondering if u could do hcs with the gang where the curtis brothers younger sister reminds them a lot like mrs.curtis, she older than pony but younger than soda and darry, thank you <3

Ms. Curtis.

Mr and Mrs Curtis knew they wanted a big family. With Darry, then Soda and Y/N, then Pony and Addie. With two sets of twins, they were always occupied.

"Mom" this, "Dad!" that, "MAAA!" those. Whatever went on in their minds, they always had a great time. Darry never felt left out because of the other four siblings he had. He always favoured Y/N.

She reminded the boys of Mom all the time. Darry was never ready to say goodbye to Ma. She was his everything. Those 19 years were always his favourite. The twins were 15 and 13 so it obviously hit them hard.

Addie never had much of a bond with her Mom, but she obviously still missed her. Y/N was the spitting image of Ma. The boys would always ask for her to cook and what not.

Y/N would constantly try to calm the boys down whenever she smiled too hard and reminded them. Darry looked like their dad which didn't help either.

Soda

"Y/N, you look so much like Mom." I told her.

"Yeah, yeah. Means you do, too. Twin brother."

I admired everything about my twin sister.

She was kind

she cared

she was a bright soul!

But that smile.

Her smile made me burst out into a million tears.

I just wanted to be held in her arms forever if I could.

I love my sister. Not like that, but I just love my sisters so much.

Addie got Mom's attitude

and Y/N got her face.

Darry got most of Dad's features, and Pony got his outview on the world.

We felt more loved by them than anyone could ever fathom to show

or even admit to.

Whenever Y/N would come into the DX just to say hi cuz she got outta gymnastics or school.

"Hey Sodapop!" She'd say, then sarcastically say, "Hi, Steve," in an annoyed tone.

Just like Mom would when I brought Steve home after school.

Y/N would drive me to the gym sometimes and we'd weight lift and play basketball together.

She was always better at volleyball though.

One day, all of us Curtis kids went out and played volleyball at the beach. Twins vs Twins.

Man Pony and I looked stupid.

It reminded me of when Mom and Dad took us to the beach.

All because Darry was reffing or walking along the shore and Y/N was playing with us or sitting in the shade.

I always wanted hugs from Darry and Y/N.

Because whenever they held me in their arms, I felt like a kid again.

It felt like Mom and Dad were home.

Darry

"They aren't coming back, guys."

I looked around the room and saw the 4 sets of glossy eyes looking back into mine.

Sodapop had stared at the floor for a solid minute.

Addie had screamed and broke into tears.

Ponyboy buried his head into Addie's shoulder, hugging her tight as they both cried.

Y/N stood up, tears falling down her face and smushed herself in my arms.

Y/N was the only one who seemed to care how I felt in the moment.

As the others were crying, her and I were sobbing into eachother.

I remember Mom teaching her and I her recipes because we were the only ones that loved her cooking enough to want to cherish it.

I had sometimes looked at a picture of Y/N and thought it was Mom.

I knew I looked like Dad and I knew the others knew it.

Soda had looked up to me for the while that Dad hasn't been around.

After about a month the younger twins, especially Addie, had started needing a bedtime story.

Pony requested Y/N, and Addie wanted me. I understood why.

Addie loved Dad. Pony loved Mom.

But it was Soda who needed the most support.

He would look at all of us together and shake the picture so it formed Mom and Dad's faces.

Sodapop needed us, and we needed him.

He went silent and always cuddled with Y/N. He missed Momma's snuggles and stories.

We all relied on Y/N to make up some story before we all passed out to sleep.

Soda would rub my back while the others had already fallen asleep together on the couch.

Y/N was our sister.

But Y/N looked like our Mom.

Pony

When Mom and Dad died I didn't know how to deal with it.

I was 13

It was hard.

Y/N was then on my closest thing to my mom.

I was always closer to my mom than I was Dad.

Pretty sure we were all "Mommy's boys" or "Daddy's girls",

So it definitely hurt when Darry told us.

I remember what it felt like to see Darry cry for the first time since we was little.

One morning I woke up earlier than usual and the house was more alive than ever.

Steve, Johnny, and Sodapop were sitting on the couch just chatting

Two-Bit was none the doubt sitting in front of the television drinking a beer

Addie was sitting in Darry's chair while Dallas was sitting in front of her

Then Y/N and Darry were making breakfast for everyone.

" What's goin' on?" I asked

"Good morning sleepyhead!" Addi called, moving over for me to sit with her. "Two-Bitch and Dallas stole some stuff from the convenience store and Steve brought stuff from the DX so we could all have a nice breakfast."

"Y'know like old times, lil buddy." Steve piped up.

I looked at Y/N and Darry and for a second I thought Mom and Dad were home. I went in the kitchen to help out and made everyone's plates.

"Hey, Mom, I need another plate." I said in my subconscious.

"Huh?" Y/N looked at me like I was insane.

"We need one more plate for Steve."

"Ponyboy, you called me Mom."

"Oh, sorry, I'm a little tired!" I smiled.

Oh right, it's just my sister.

I looked around. Even Dallas looked worried for me. "Pony, come to our room for a second?" Addi said, getting up from the chair.

I did, just to hear my least favourite sentence again.

"She's not coming back."

Addie

I knocked on Darry's door the first night.

"What's up, Ads?"

I just sniffled and threw myself into his arms. He held me for a few minutes before Soda heard me crying.

We had a family meeting that night.

"Sodapop, what do you have of mom and dad?" It was definitely something.

Darry had a bunch of birthday cards and dad's flannels

Sodapop had a picture and a sweater Mom made for him (we all have one)

Y/N had Mom's perfume and a bunch of nail polish

Pony had Dad's cologne and a story him and Mom wrote

Then it came down to me. I had a stuffed bulldog that Dad bought me when I was little, and for awhile I didn't want to realise I had Mom's favourite dress.

Only because I looked like her when I wore it.

I may not have been close to my mom but I still had a connection with her.

Y/N had always been motherly to me. She was an amazing big sister.

She braided my hair when Mom couldn't

She helped me get dressed when I was little

She pushed me to get out of bed after they died.

I didn't sleep for about two weeks.

Someone took my dog out of my room and that's why I couldn't get up.

When I finally went to sleep, it was because Y/N and Darry had given me a bedtime story.

Pony would wake up some nights and just rub my back.

"Addie we have school you have to sleep."

"I can't."

"I'll get Darry."

"Okay.."

Then Darry would read Pony and I to sleep.

Y/N

I wanted to break down when Mom and Dad died.

I couldn't bear it.

I cried for a week straight

Ponyboy had talked to me about the sunrise and sunsets

One day all of us watched the sunset and I noticed some of Mom's features in the clouds.

Like she was watching down on us.

Darry and I from then on took motherly and fatherly traits.

We would make breakfast together most mornings if the others didn't already.

I remember how Addie would just eat toast or something small

And how Sodapop would eat only eggs

It hurt a lot when Ponyboy called me Mom for the first time.

I know Sodapop and I look a lot like mom but the fact it got so hard for everyone hurt even more

I had to give Soda bedtime stories sometimes.

I told him about Snow White and Cinderella

And I made up stories about Barbie and Ken.

It hurt me to see my twin brother missing our Mom so much.

But it hurt me more to see Addie.

She would come into mine and Soda's room either before school or at night. "Sister can you braid my hair?"

One time Pony came with her "Can we have a bedtime story?"

I ended up coping by drawing and crafting with the others

We had a bunch of random crafts lying around after that,

But it was okay...

Because my siblings had their mom back.

...i hate you anon.❤

anyways guys sorry for no posts !!!!!! i uninstalled tumblr on my phone💔 heart broken rn.

okay bye my sillies ily goldens :33