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[gladosluver]

chelldos is liek caffine. it never make u feel good after u hav it,, but u must. addicshun..

[appelsauc]

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[scrollonso]

HAMILTON INTO THE TOP 3

[eyestrain-addict]

[last-answer]

oh my fuckifn god that scared the shit out of me

[souvenir116]

HE DID IT 😭😭

[kkkindered]

@astra-stellaris asked;

「 ― Antares' fist clench in his outer robe and he stares at her ― he lifts his hands to his face and clears the tears off of it and then turns to walk away from her. There's not another sound from him. Whether she knows it or not, he's done.

He's doing his best to rehabilitate his daughter and teach his son that what happened to her is wrong. He's doing his best. He was manipulated, and in a way, he was a victim, too. And he's tired of pretending that he doesn't have emotions about it all.

This is the first time that he's cried for himself.

His tears for Astra were that of despair, but from him, it's because he's completely broken. He can't do any more than what he is, and he's tired of seeing that look on Onyx's face that tells him that he's perpetually wrong.

Maybe it will hurt her, but he's tired of pretending that every moment should be one of repentance. He wants to live. He wants his daughter to live. He's tired of it. ― 」

Onyx stares.

Watching him turn. Hearing the footfalls as he gets further away. Her hand twitches. She wasn't done. Astra almost relapsed. He has to know. Where is he going?

Get back.

Stand here.

Hear what you did wrong.

She never says it. Hand flexed in the air, just starting to leave her side. Nose flared— salt? Her teeth are grinding. What just happened? Why is she smelling salt.

She knows. The only logical answer. Tears. Why? Why is he crying? They've passed the stage of his guilt, leaving him sobbing and drooling on the floor over mistakes he's made.

What.

Her body moves after that. Chest feeling tight, and her gums ache from a particular rotation. Catching up to him easily. She keeps her hands to herself. Something telling her that it's the best option at the moment.

Her teeth unclench, “Antares—” something in her throat moves and the sentence falls flat.

She doesn't think he noticed— over the tears. OVER THE TEARS ?

Tries again.

“Antares,” her throat is clear, “I was not done. Come back- here.”

He should hear that one. The intensity- emotion ?- behind it rings her own ear, raw.

He should— still walking? — she follows.

They aren't done. 

[valeovalairs]

LISTEN IM NOT A RELIGIOUS WOMAN BUT WHEN MILO WAS ROLLIMG FALL DAMAGE FOR LUCIA I WAS IN TEARS AND HANDS TOGETHER PRAYING SHE WOULDNT DIE

[cryptile]

I listened to TBI todsy for the first time.... Holy fucking shit

[prettyboykatsuki]

*tips cowboy hat over eyes while staring wistfully into the distance* things just aint the same around these parts no more...not since... *trails off meaningfully so you can tell i have woes too deep for one soul to burden on its own* ...since prettyboykatsuki disappeared from town. *you attempt to walk away but i chuckle ruefully with the intention of not letting you leave without hearing my lamenting* they were truly the life and soul of the dash. no one could capture a room's- the dash's - attention quite like their zany isagi thirst posts could. we'd shitpost and laugh and viciously express our desires for sexy 2d pixels until the sun rose the next day. i'm sure you've heard of their legendary bakugou fics? *i turn towards you expectantly and you shake your head at me, fully shaking at this point because you're convinced i'm an asylum escapee* no? ah, well. i'd offer to read one for you but...i could never capture the essence of the dialogue and erotic scenes by just reading it aloud. *you try to ask me where the nearest police station is but i reach into my assless chaps' pocket and pull out a budweiser and you're promptly silenced* truthfully, i was too busy reblogging their omega fics to ask what their favourite drink was so this'll have to do. i know this definitely won't be their favourite but it's the only thing i could grab from the gas station before they saw me and called the sheriff. *you wonder if the sheriff i'm referring to is the cardboard cutout of dwayne the rock johnson standing upright a few yards away that i've duct taped a png. of a cowboy hat to and wrote in marker 'sheriff' on the nipple area* prettyboykatsuki... *i sigh like i have the weight of the world on my feeble poncho covered shoulders and take a swig of the pissy acidic vaguely apple flavoured but shitty apple not the nice kind of apple beer* this one's for you. *i pour a modest stream of the atrocious beverage onto the ground, but the harsh wind intercepts it and drenches you in the liquid* hm. *i feel awkward and i can sense you know that i feel awkward so i stand up abruptly while attempting to maintain my mysterious façade. you ask me if prettyboykatsuki was buried (or something?) where i poured the beer because thats what people usually do at funerals when theyre saying their goodbyes but i simply titter at you like you've asked the most braindead question i've ever received* no, partner... *i turn away from you and you let out a sigh of relief so loud and gargantuan that i definitely hear it and feel a little hurt but show no signs of it because im built different* prettyboykatsuki's everywhere. *i trail off extra mysteriously and walk away from you in the middle of the road where i'm definitely going to get hit if i don't move but i keep walking and you don't want to get into another interaction with me so you just keep watching and i never really go out of sight because the road is one straight flat like so i'm just uncomfortably walking slow paced in plain sight so it doesnt feel dramatic and i'm getting sand in my eyes and keep having to speed up to avoid tumbleweeds so it looks awkward but we both don't say anything because at this point i'm 50 metres away so we accept the moment for what it is, and it's beautiful*

'you' - a random innocent bystander i'm subjecting my troubles to (troubles being u being gone from the dash for a couple of hours)

i typed this in 20 minutes and my shoulder is aching bcos i was going so fast holy shiiiii.

in my entire two years active on this blog, no single ask has ever made me laugh to the point of literal sobbing tears. no amount of keyboard smashing could do my real life reaction justice. like im laughing to the point of almost puking my dinner up. this is the funniest thing ive ever read in my life. im pinning this next time i go on hiatus. im fucking crying.

[birdinabowl]

im afraid we’re going to have to kill @f3r4l-p3r1dot

[propertyofkylar]

my men……look at my boys….

[gummy-axolotl]

Hi there I made a twitter

I then deleted it immediately

I don't like it there it's scary

Tumblr is safe

[mossywizard]

Evangelion rebuild might be the most I’ve yelled at a movie. You really can’t redo

[pickleslice]

i dont know how to make webweaving posts but kind of just imagine one in your mind. of shatterstar tying the sword to his hand and anthy stabbing utena and the reaching for her from her coffin and the panel of shatterstar and ben russell face to face

[candyn-gutz]

thrpwing my phone against the wall after a risky text always a good strat