#i'm sorry about this

[skullinacowboyhat]

'And you, Master Jedi? Have you lived the way you wanted to? A life without regret? Were you happy?'

[sm64mario]

this is why we hate our fans.

[iwaoiamiright]

thinking about oikawa with slightly longer hair, like a bit past his shoulders and he styles it like his usual hairdo but sometimes ties it into a ponytail. first time iwaizumi sees it on call he chokes on his water and oikawa just laughs and says how had iwaizumi not noticed he was growing out his hair. he had noticed actually. had thought of running his hands through toorus longer strands, twisting the hair around his fingers, and pulling it back, so he could see oikawa's face better. so when iwaizumi visits longer hair oikawa, he's more handsy, using every opportunity to just tug oikawa's hair, push back some stray strands until oikawa giggles, takes Iwachans hand and places it on his head. “you can feel it, iwachan. I don't mind.” And so he does

Months later when they've finally got their shit together and start dating, iwaizumi experiences his first heartbreak when oikawa cuts his hair short, because “its too hot now iwachan, and it's easier to play with shorter hair.” iwaizumi laments the loss of long hair oikawa every day and oikawa delights in it, occasionally growing out his hair whenever he can to see his iwachan get obsessed with it

[grissomesque]

🎶 Tuvok I understand... 🎶

[f1-baby1999]

Certain people on this site fucking jump on Max fans straight away whenever they do something wrong/bad at the races, so where is the outrage and anger towards members of the tifosi who have acted absolutely fucking horrific over the weekend?

Some harassed Max fans, who were wearing Max merch, so badly until they took the merch off. No fans should have to deal with shit like that.

Some of them were calling Max's mother horrific names like whore all weekend, even chanting it now Sophie doesn't deserve that at all.

Finally, some dickhead threw something at Max's car on the final lap and it actually hit his car. What would have happened if it caused damage and he crashed huh? All of that alongside all the booing Max got.

I know why they isn't any outrage from the same people who jump on the orange army hate straight away, it's because the hate was towards Max. Now if that sort of hate was towards a different driver like Lando for example, now people on this site would be condemning it straight away. It shouldn't matter if you don't like Max, any sort of hate is absolutely awful especially when it's towards the fans and even the driver's family members.

[orangecrush]

Reflecting on my previous post, it’s incredibly painful to acknowledge that despite their unwavering loyalty and love toward each other, Lemon and Tangerine were both left with the feeling of having let the other down at the most crucial moment. Tangerine died believing that he’d abandoned Lemon when he needed him most, and Lemon is forced to live on with the same belief, only the other way around.

And the maddening thing is that I’m convinced they would’ve survived had they stayed together.

Ladybug wouldn’t have had a chance to spike Lemon’s water. Because that was the crucial moment, wasn’t it?

At the end of the day, Tangerine didn’t die because he’d given Lemon his necklace and thus his luck or because Ladybug had taken him by surprise. He died because losing Lemon suddenly robbed him of everything he knew – his routine, his sense of security, his momentum. His purpose. He tried to keep himself together by going through the motions, by finishing the job – if for no other reason than to avenge Lemon. But he wasn’t in his right mind – he was confused and reeling from the pain of it all. And when he met the Prince, he made a mistake. He didn’t take his own advice – he didn’t shoot first and come up with the answers later. And, ultimately, that cost him his life.

Later, Lemon went through the motions in a somewhat similar way. He took part in slapping together a plan against the White Death but didn’t care enough to see it through. He jumped from the train, not caring if he died – maybe even certain that he would. When he didn’t, he focused on the only thing he could still actively do about Tangerine’s death – he took revenge by destroying the Diesel.

And then he was left with that. One half of a whole. And I keep wondering – where does one go from there?

[esterzach]

Part II of Random Thoughts

Also , spoilers, loads if those

That is why Siuan's behavior doesn't make any sense. Her body language is off, her moods are off, and she is jumping from seconds of being soft but even that looks... sort of forced, to be angry, resentful, and bitchy. That's Liandrin's mood style of changes. She aims to be nice and sweet but ends up revealing her character rather quickly. Even the expressions on her face are odd.

That shows with Rand even more. If Siuan is angry and feels betrayed by Moiraine, what reason does she have to be angry at Rand? Why does she act like this, as if she hates him? This is a young man she doesn't know. She only knows that this is The Dragon reborn. She wasn't even mean to Logain at the beginning, and he killed an Aes Sedai and a bunch of other people and walked on her nerves on purpose. The line about how it would have been easier if he was a girl, didn't sound like her. It sounded like something Liandrin would say. This desire to restrain him, to tame him, to sort of punish him, also doesn't sound like her. it does sound like someone else though.

Up until the end when she appears at the Waygate, Siuan acts as if someone else has stepped in her place. Even the tears. Siuan attacks Lan. Lan! Forget that she shields Rand. This is Lan. The man, who said "Give her my love" the last time. The man who trusts her enough to go to her for help over Moiraine's head. This is a violation of the third oath. This is evil crap here. Her life isn't threatened. She knows that. No one is attacking her. Lan wouldn't go against her. Still, she uses full force to throw him against the wall. She enforces Moiraine's oath, which is something quite disturbing. She doesn't speak to her, she just orders her. She doesn't ask why, she doesn't look hurt, just angry.

Now this scene is shot in a way that confuses me. The directing and editing look disjointed and just bad. At some moments they just stand there and nothing happens. Siuan just watches, her face though looks as if she is fighting something again. She looks miserable and tired. There is a shot where they show her profile, she looks beaten, but nothing suggests it took so much effort. When Lanfear appears she looks at her and as if she hesitates. It takes her a while to channel. And she never actually attacked her. We see the signature blades, but they don't go anywhere. We see Lanfear disarms her quickly, and we don't question Siuan, because we assume Lanfear is faster. But Siuan can be insanely fast and we saw it with Rand twice and with Lan too. She looks around and laughs.

What Lanfear did with Liandrin - she just neutralized her wave. Here she uses brutal force and knocks her out. Siuan doesn't say a word. We are left to assume what she thinks and feels there.

What does Liandrin say in Damodred's house - she looks at Moiraine's portrait and says she knew her back then. Liandrin has a thing for Moiraine. It was fairly obvious in S1E5, but whatever feelings she had were replaced by hatred. Almost completely. If she is actually using 

compulsion on Siuan, not that I know how this works, but if in fact that is her, she would use that to break both of them. An act of revenge. She wouldn't attack Lanfear, because Lanfear will know that's her and will end her in a flash. So she just stops and waits, as if for Lanfear to join. When she appears, Moiraine is surprised. Whyyyy Siuan isn't? She just looks at her.

I have no reasonable explanation about the "Moiraine, please" line. It seems out of place. What does she beg for here? But again the editing here is... not great. Aside from Moiraine's memories and the notion that her world is now completely broken, again... this seems badly presented. The idea is good. But the execution... well...

So I don't know what to think. If this was Siuan as intended to be Siuan... This will take a lot of convincing.

"I don't know what you think you'll gain from this?" "Hopefully what we lost", Lan says. Trust is what they lost. It is what he wants back.

Trust. Daes Daemar is about lying and manipulation, about the lack of trust, isolation and paranoia, insecurity and fear, and living in a world where there's no one whom one can trust. Decades of trust and closeness are being broken for no reason. Decades of trust have been restored. Another call back to S1. You have to trust someone, Moiraine. If it's not going to be me, then I thought, it must at least it could be her..."

In the immortal words of another extremely talkative and extremely good-looking man, who is also good with a sword:

"Fuck."

[munv]

guys

im doing it

I can't hold back anymore

im about to unleash 25 or so different fics for thanksgiving or something and I'm afraid of the type of person I will become afterwards. Take my pleads as a 'sorry'

[astoria00]

I hate doing this, but I'm at my wit's end and my therapist said I should. I have been... struggling a lot. My parents don't pay me the support they should and I can only work so much next to my studies. Every month is a battle to make ends means, to pay the bills I need to. It's affecting my mental health a lot. It slows down my studies, even though I need to get my degree if I want to be a teacher. I can't even pay my part of the rent this month and every time my bank account declines a payment it becomes more on what I have to pay. It's a vicious cycle.

So in the end I'm trying to get myself out of the red. I'm about 2000€ in the negative and I can't get over that limit even if I wanted to.

If you could spare something I would be beyond grateful, if not, thank you anyways for reading this.

[chunky-bee-rights]

hello y'all, so i kept finding these ~asmr pov boyfriend blah blah~ things with like,,, pjsk fanart and I thought "wouldn't it be funny if some of the thumbnails had a3 characters?" so I looked it up for funsies and

is that yuki? because I think it looks a lot like yuki with his practice clothes tbh

listen, I know that could be any red-head anime boy BUT the black tips on the right side make me think it's taichi

so that's my discovery for today, stay cursed ig

[tartarusknight]

I don't know what you're hunting. It's not me, it's something else 8/10

Also on ao3 Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8: all is fair in love and war, but I can't fight with you.

Erica had fallen asleep in the plastic chair in Max's room. She hadn't meant to, she never did. But it happened so often that the nurses stopped kicking her and Lucas out when visiting hours were over. They stayed out of the way and quiet as a thank you. However when she awoke. the hospital staff were the least of her worries.

She had to watch the others gear up, ready to head out and face the dangers the Upside Down created. She had to learn that Steve was transformed into some kind of beast along with Eddie. And that Steve had attacked the group. A fact that Erica couldn't get over.

Not when she could picture Steve, Robin, and Dustin playing d&d with her when her books were taken away. When she got to be their DM, Steve had continuously gotten into danger because he refused to let Robin or Dustin get hurt. How could that person be the one to attack the group?

Now she was left alone to think about it. In the room of Max, who she avoided being alone with normally. Max who made guilt and shame stir up inside of her. It was either thinking about Eddie and Steve or Max. And none of them were fun to think about. Because if she started thinking about Max she began to focus on the what-ifs.

What if Erica hadn't gone along with the plan? What if she had noticed Jason early enough to warn Lucas? What if she had been able to get away from the jock faster and stop Jason from hurting Lucas? What if, what if, what if.

The first time she had been involved, it hadn't been like this. She didn't stress over the what-ifs. She couldn't when they won. She had felt guilty about leaving Steve and Robin behind but the two had been quick to kill that thought. They both had been there for her when she had nightmares. They cared about her and made her feel safe. She didn't know if she'd ever get that feeling back.

She moved and fixed the blanket to keep Max a little warmer. Her eyes glanced at the clock again and wished Lucas would come back because she kind of hated being in here alone. It didn't help that everything felt too quiet after the loud noise of everyone getting ready and heading back out into the night. All she had now was the beep of the monitor and the machine that made sure Max was breathing.

Yet even on edge, she couldn't leave Max alone. She didn't want Max to be alone for a moment even if she wasn't awake. Even if Erica wasn't saying anything. She wanted to comfort the older girl. Max would never admit to wanting comfort if she was awake. But Erica knew that being alone, that would be worse. After all, because Max had isolated herself, she never healed and became a target for the monster, Vecna. 

As she considered picking up Lucas's book and reading to Max or just talking out loud, pretending that Max could hear her, she heard something. There was a strange sound, muffled through the walls, coming from outside. It made her heart pick up as she tried to place it. It almost sounded like a mountain lion; their sounds were close to a scream but still animalistic in a way. She tried to be optimistic. Tried to say that it really was a mountain lion, but she knew better. She never heard this exact sound before, but she was sure it came from a monster native to the Upside Down.

Only that wasn't the only noise. Another sound came from a different direction. It had Erica tensing because this one was close. Too close. Seconds after the noise echoed through the hospital the sound of screams pierced the air. Human screams filled with pain and terror as the noise of roaring, low, and rattling echoed down the hall.

She knew the others went out to find Steve and Eddie, but it sounded like one of them had decided to come to them. Her throat bobbed as she thought about their teeth digging into her just like the bats had done to them. Would it kill her? Or perhaps it would change her just like it had them. She didn't know which option she liked better.

She looked at Max who stayed silent in her bed. Erica wished desperately that someone had stayed back with her. That she wasn't here alone. That they followed the boys back here and they'd come to protect her. Because this wasn't something she could do. She couldn't outpower a monster. Especially being unarmed and stuck in a room with someone who couldn't protect themselves either.

She moved quickly, shutting and locking the door before resting her back against it. But it didn't feel like enough. She moved away from the door as quietly as she could, grabbing onto the bar on Max's bed as she tried to think of a plan. If she thought that it wouldn't ruin things to call the others back, she would. There was a scream that wasn't too close but close enough to have fear feel like it was choking her out.

She stayed frozen her breath shallow as she listened to the sounds of something slowly walking down her hallway. She prayed that it was someone like Sam Owens. Someone who would protect her. A wet guttural shriek echoed down the hall and Erica flinched. She felt young. She felt like she was running up the steps of the Creel House to find Lucas crying over Max's body. She felt like it was too late and couldn't stop shaking.

A shadow passed the curtain over the small bulletproof glance on the door. She held her breath going as quiet as she could be. A soft hum came from just out of the door and the shadow passed back, this time stopping at the door. The handle was attempted but the lock stopped it. Erica almost let out a sob, but she covered her mouth with her hand. The handle stopped shaking and a dark shadowed hand went to the glass. Erica waited for it to smash through. For one of the boys to break the door down.

Instead, a soft knock, almost polite, came from the glass. Just a light couple of taps like they were being kind. “Erica?” Robin's voice was a little raspy. Erica's eyes widened; she figured Robin had gone with the rest. Why had she stayed back? “Erica, I know you're in there. Could you let me in?” Robin asked but it wasn't quite the same kind tone Erica was used to. It felt as if someone was trying to imitate her kind tone and was a little off.

“I know that the sounds are scary, but I can help you get out of here. I can protect you like I usually do.” Robin promised and Erica gripped onto Max's bed tighter. “I think together we could protect Max,” Robin added, and Erica felt tears welling up. She should be relieved; she should be thankful. But something felt off. “Don't cry, Erica. Don't cry it's okay. I'm right here to protect you. All you have to do is open the door.”

Another knock came to the window before the handle shook as Robin tried it again. “I don't- you don't want to anger me, right? You're my friend, so open the door.” Erica looked at the pale form of Max, wishing that someone was there with her. That Max would wake up and tell her what to do. To tell her what she was missing.

“Erica,” Robin's voice was angrier this time, a small underlining growl to the word. “I thought you cared about me. I thought you loved me. Don't you care? Don't you want to help me? You can let me in and we can hide in there together. I'm the  one that can protect you.”

Guilt bubbled up in Erica and she wiped the tears from her face. "You promise not to hurt me?" She asked, her voice breaking. She felt fragile like Robin's response could hurt her.

The other cooed softly, "Of course. I could never hurt you. I love you so much. I care so much," she promised, and the underlying anger was gone. It sounded more like her than before.

She took a deep breath, ready to open the door. However, before she could move a hand reached and took Erica's. She jumped and looked down at the form of Max. Her eyes weren't open, but her hand had no doubt was gripping hers. "Erica, are you going to open the door? Don't you want to  let me in?" Robin said through the door but Erica was frozen.

Robin should be with the others. If she had stayed behind, she would've stayed in the room with her. She would've been right next to Erica as they waited. "You're not the real Robin," she stated. Her decision made a growl rumble from the shadowy figure in the window.

"Yes, I am! Let me in!" she bellowed and Erica could hear that guttural edge to her tone. Matching the sounds from before,

Her eyes blinked away tears, a sob ripping through her as she realized that Robin must've been bitten or Vecna was playing trying to trick her. Whatever it was, it wasn't her Robin. She held Max's hand back and shook as the door shuttered again. “ Erica !” Robin's shout sounded less like her name and more like a growl. A sound like something a monster would make.

She tried to hold strong as she looked around for somewhere they could go. Her eyes stopped on a wheelchair but there wasn't anywhere to move. There wasn't a place to go. Her eyes stopped on the walkie Lucas forced into her hand earlier, just in case they needed to contact the hospital that they had someone injured.

Moving quickly, she grabbed it and brought it to her mouth. “Code Red, I- I don't know what's happening there but there's something pretending to be Robin. I-”

“ Erica !” Robin roared again, cutting her off. She watched as the shadow disappeared for a moment before it slammed into the door. The door shook and Erica knew it wouldn't take much more to get the door open.

“Code Red,” Erica's voice was weak, and she dropped the walkie on the next slam.

A sob ripped free, and she moved to stand between Max's bed and the door. She was terrified but she refused to let Max be hurt. She wouldn't fail her again. The door shook again before it hit the ground. It forced Erica to jump back to avoid getting hit. Robin stood there, looking like someone pulled her arms until they stretched out, her eyes were black, and her hands were long claws that were practically talons.

But what terrified Erica was the way she smiled at Erica. Sharp teeth showed back, and Erica was shocked still. The radio on Max's hospital bed flared to life and it set Robin into motion. Erica didn't even have time to process Lucas's voice as she dodged out of Robin's reach.

She hadn't realized she opened Max up to Robin until she realized that Robin wasn't even looking at Max. As if Max wasn't even in the room. Robin's movements were slow, like a predator on the hunt and Erica had never felt more like prey. But she knew that the longer she stayed in that room, the bigger the chance of Max getting hurt. So, she turned and ran.

The sound of claws scratching on the floor was behind her as Robin raced after her. Her heartbeat picked up until it pounded in her ears. Tears welled up as she realized how fucked everything was. Of the things the rest of them hadn't told her. That the blood on the other's clothes must have been Robin's. Steve had attacked Robin. Erica didn't even think the two had fought before. But now they were both this- this creature.

She turned the corner as smoothly as she could, but Robin wasn't as graceful. She hit the wall from the speed she had been going, scrambling to point herself in the right direction once again. But she was still gaining on her. Robin was still going to reach her. Erica couldn't outrun her. Not before and definitely not now.

Erica screamed as she was tackled to the ground. A memory of Andy pinning her to the ground flashed in her mind as she fought against the tight grip on her body. “Please, please, please,” she sobbed but this wasn't Robin.

are we allies or enemies? this will be the death of me (Allies or Enemies - The Crane Wives) Chapter 9 Chapter 10

Tags: @ellietheasexylibrarian@nburkhardt@artiststarme@flowers-that-sing@juleswashere3@indiearr@remosdeerica

[chloefraazers]

“I’m glad you came, Aloy,” Nil murmurs, his eyes closed as she strokes his cheekbones with her thumbs. “Of course I did.” He doesn’t need to know that the heat nearly made her turn back more than once; that can stay between her and the Bristleback. “And I brought Drakka.” “I see that.” He opens his eyes and leans back, her hands going with him, and gives Drakka a smile. “It’s good to see you again, Drakka.” “Yeah?” He perks up as if he’s surprised to hear it. “Good to see you too, Desert Moon.” Aloy pulls her grip back from Nil and slowly turns, and Nil tilts his head at the same time with a quirk of his brow. Drakka gives them a sheepish grin and rubs the back of his neck. “Well, you’re the Desert Flame,” he says to Aloy, then faces Nil, “and if I call you Desert Sun, it’s a bit of a dead giveaway that you’re a Carja, isn’t it?” — From the Carnage of the Fiery Sun on AO3

[copingchaos]

marc vibes

[maleendumbblog]

I love her some much she's one of my favorite characters of all time

I did two types of layers, the first one is black and the second one is light purple and I didn't know which one to post so here's the two versions!

[diseasedcube]

Cutthroat x Courier (not a ship, they are BATTLIGN TO THE DEATHHHHH!!!!)

“Your gun is no match for my blade” Cutthroat scoffed with a haughty smile on his face,

“Oh yeah, shithead? Wanna bet?” the amazon delivery man scoffed back with even haughtier disdain (“and don’t call me that, Shitface, I’m Courier” said the delivery boy to me, the writer, I will choose to comply with his demands…for now) 

“I challenge you to a battl— oh! Are those marshmallows!?” Cutthroat noticed the plate of marshmallows conveniently placed on the ground, the sugary confections gazed up at his red orbs saucily, seductively enticing him to eat them. In his sweetness induced high, he didn’t notice Courier aiming his gun directly at his head. 

His finger pressed down on the trigger, the bullet almost seemed to travel in slow motion, soon, he would win. He would have killed the most infamous akudama, earning him the affection of his beloved Doctor, his gay ass just couldn’t wait for Doctor’s boobs to caress him breastily. 

The bullet hit its target, an absolute bull’s eye. But, something strange had happened, Cutthroat was uninjured, the bullet simply ricocheted off of his skull. What Courier didn’t know, is that Cutthroat is immune to all damage that would kill an average person, he can only be killed if he chooses to be. The bullet hit was enough to pull Cutthroat from his trance, his pink spheres locked on to Courier. If Courier was the type to be scared, he may have uttered an ‘’oh shit’’ in shock, but he’s Cool and Unaffected by everything so he simply shot Cutthroat again. 

Knives in hand, swift as diarrhea leaving a loose asshole, Cutthroat was at Courier’s side in mere milliseconds like a strange force of nature. Courier didn’t stand a chance as a blade slipped right through the metal of his gun, destroying it instantly. He was weaponless, armorless, he had nothing…for he was a mere amazon delivery boy, his bike was out of batteries (he was silly and forgot to charge it :((() 

The knife slipped through his heart, and with his last bit of strength, he uttered his last words as he fell to the ground.

“...s-shit…hea………” and he was dead X_X his head landing on the remains of the marshmallows, coating them in a lovely red sauce. 

“Yipeeeeee he’s dead’’ Cutthroat’s amethyst eyeballs were alight with joy as he danced around. But, his joy dampened when he felt a tingling in his lower bowels, the joy increased when he realized it was time for his favorite activity ;)

He pulled down his shorts, leaving his sexy lace thigh highs visible, and shit on the ground, laughing the whole time. 

Then Swindler walked in and blue screened upon visual impact 0_0 

[telemna-hyelle]

“Well, what are you doing here in the garden?”

If Link had thought her earlier expression was pretty, he was nearly blindsided by her smile. “Impa told me that the irises were blooming, so I came to see them.” She bounced a little in place. “They’re my favorite flower, but they only bloom for a little while, so I couldn’t wait to come and see! They’re just the prettiest, aren’t they?”

New Spell Fic up, everyone!