#i'm sorry i'm sorry

[ftl-faster-than-life]

Barry Allen dating sim but you're playing as Eobard so there's actually no way to win.

[epickiya722]

I'm gonna be honest. I like Izuku staying shorter than the others even as they get older more than him just shooting up in height.

Like, come on, let's show a little more appreciation for the short ones?

I get some like the idea because All Might is super tall, but that is not because of OFA. Look at his flashbacks when he's a teenager and you can tell he's quite tall. The most OFA does for All Might's height is straightens his posture and adds like an inch or so.

If OFA does make the user suddenly taller, then it skipped En! Izuku would immediately have gotten a growth spurt if OFA makes one taller.

I don't know, I just like Izuku shorter than his peers. Of course, duh, he's going to grow. But I just think his height is a nice touch to his design.

Even better, it's not even a thing that he's teased for in canon. You know how Edward is teased for his height in FMA? Yeah, Izuku's height isn't made fun of like that constantly.

[evilkaeya]

we keep saying Dazai is going to cry out of rage or out of relief but what if it’s because of pain? What if Chuuya is still under mind control and he really attacks Dazai? What if he comes back to his senses and sees Dazai’s unconscious and tear strained face?

[utaitemusic]

【KAITO】「I'm Sorry, I'm Sorry」【VOCALOIDカバー】

[irritablepoe]

Tied so many knots today, I think I got an omega pregnant

[krathia7]

【Kasane Teto】I'm Sorry, I'm Sorry【Synthesizer V Cover】

[deerinstinct]

[terrainofheartfelt]

Dan + prose & poetry 4/?

Mary Oliver, "We shake with joy" / 4.03, "The Undergraduates" / Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking / Erika L. Sánchez, “Departure” / Sarah Kay, "Winter Without You" / CS Lewis, A Grief Observed / Rebecca Doverspike, “Every present thing, a ghost of something” / Linda Pastan, "Why Are Your Poems so Dark?" / Nikki Giovanni, Mirrors

[letmetellyouaboutmyfeels]

it wasn’t my thing but now it might be holy FUCK that was amazing and i’m cherishing it forever

THANK YOU NONNY I appreciate you justifying my. uh. worse-than-usual moment of insanity. I don't know where that came from and I'm not sure I want it to appear again but here we are. Gotta follow the muse and all that.

[shelli-gator]

How are we- man.

HoW the FUCK aRE wE dOInG I have a F E V E R

[bentothuglife]

Catgirl gf who tries to pull the "I have never been fed, ever, in my life" con, but with sex

[sluggmuffin]

Oohoohooheeheehoo hi me again !!

Maybe either 🎪 or 🫧 Jane and Constance being the bestest friends, maybe something like constance brushing Janes hair

🫧 - send me a character and a scenario or your headcanons about that character and i'll make a moodboard out of it!

OKAY SO THIS IS SLIGHTLY CREEPY, BUT NOT REALLY (ITS THE MOODBOARD BTW)

I ORIGINALLY WAS GONNA DO THE ART BUT I WANTED TO GET THRU THESE QUICK AND I HAVENT BEEN HOME FROM SCHOOL IN FOREVER 🫶🫶

[inavagrant-a]

Thinking about how in the Genshin 2.8 update Mona was the transparent bird made of crystal that sang the most beautiful songs but since people couldn't see it nobody believed it was there (a play on how nobody seems to take Mona's readings/divinations seriously).

So the bird flew up into the sky, up, up high and then it became a shinning bright star. The shiniest star in the sky! So bright that it was an impossibility for anybody to ignore it or deny that it even exists.

It would guide the lost who were lost at sea with its brilliant light and make sure that they were never lost again (just like how Mona wants and hopes that everybody can fulfill some sort of happiness at the end of their fate).

This bird-turned-star was born in wisdom, but trapped in ignorance (Mona alluding to perhaps knowing more than she should, but being limited in certain things thanks to Teyvat). But the bird-turned-star never complained about this because it knew this is why it came into this life to do, to guide others down the path towards their fate and not allow them to be aimless and get lost (Mona probably speaking about what she's in Teyvat to do).

And it makes me think about how Wanderer feels like he's aimless, lost, and hollow, how he feels like there's no sense of direction for him and he isn't grounded. How he is literally trying to find and clutch to something so that there is meaning to his existence, for there to be /meaning/ on why he's still around even after everything that happened. And then how a huge animal motif for him is the cat. The cat who was angry and would bare his sharp teeth to the moon and get angry at the dark black sky devoid of any sort of star.

Bitch, I love WanderMona so fucking much you have no fuckin g idea holy shit.

[fairymonk]

marisha may have 3 characters here, but that's also triple the chance she loses one 😂😂😂😭

[phoebeprufrock]

For a Mrs Maisel prompts, Midge and Lenny pretending to be married again?

She walks into the hospital, heart pounding in her chest, hands clammy, heels clicking loudly against the floor.

“I’m here to see Lenny Bruce,” she says, her voice shaking.

“You family?” the nurse at the desk inquires, barely bothering to look up from the charts she’s reading.

She’s young, younger than Midge, but her eyes are puffy and tired behind her horn-rimmed glasses.

“I’m his wife,” Midge lies.

She doesn’t even think about what she’s saying, the words just come out of her.

“I need to see some ID.”

She reaches for her purse mechanically — she’s in a daze, unable to think. She pulls out her cabaret license.

“This says Maisel on it.”

“That’s my ex-husband — please, I —“

“I need to see some valid ID, ma’am, I’m sorry.”

She rummages through her wallet, trying to find something, anything, without Joel’s fucking last name on it. She sees a rounded green edge.

“Is my library card ok?”

It’s probably not, she thinks. She wasn’t even married yet the last time she used it.

“What name’s on it?”

“…Weissman.”

The girl just stares.

“My maiden name,” she clarifies.

“I’m sorry, I can’t let you in unless you have some ID with—“ she glances at the library card again, “— Miriam Bruce written on it.”

Despite her anguish, a tiny corner of her mind has the time to fixate on the words “Miriam Bruce”. She pushes the thought away.

“Please, what can I do?” She pleads. “Can you at least tell me if Lenny — my husband — is ok?”

The girl sighs and rubs her eyes.

“He’ll be fine. He’s sleeping now. When he wakes up, he can sign a paper confirming you’re his wife and you can see him.”

Midge nods.

“Alright.”

—

“Mr. Bruce?”

Lenny is awake now, but just barely. There’s an attendant standing next to him, holding a clipboard.

“Your wife asked to see you —“

“Midge?”

It takes him a second to connect the words that came out of his mind with the reality of where he is. He’d just been dreaming that they were married, but they’re not. He’s in a hospital room in California, not in her Upper West Side apartment. He is alone.

He doesn’t hear what the attendant is saying, just signs on the line without reading and falls asleep again immediately. He dreams about being with her again — they go to the Catskills, and their kids play together. Then he wakes up, and reality is a fucking nightmare.

He closes his eyes again, trying to go back to the sweet relief of his morphine dreams. He comes in and out of sleep, the image of Midge in a wedding gown like a blinking light in his consciousness. He chases after it, but the harder he does the faster it fades, surrendering to the fluorescent lights and the smell of disinfectant.

A nurse appears at the door.

“Your wife is here,” she says.

It’s the second time they’ve said the word wife — was the dream a memory? Has he entered a universe in which he really is married to Midge? He looks at his hand. No ring. What is the truth?

He blinks, or maybe dozes off for a second, because the next thing he sees is her, standing next to his bed, holding his hand and staring at him.

“If anybody asks, we’re married. They would only let family in to see you.”

“You could have gone with sister,” he mumbles.

She doesn’t answer, and the last thing he sees before closing his eyes again is a glimpse of her face, disappointed and hurt. He dreams of her again, but her expression is haunting him in his sleep too: she tosses her ring in the lake and says she’s never loved him.

The next time he wakes up, she’s gone.

[schnuffel-danny]

LGBT cryptobro icon Vlad Masters.