#lmao i am. alive

[iphy]

I am begging people to be more normal about people with eating disorders. like man I'm just trying to chill

[emry-stars-art]

why do you draw kevin so yummy? 🤨

[tumbly-s]

Trigun body horror week day 5 — LIMBS

[furiwokaaan]

ermangarde hgnghngh lessing... let me marry ur sister please please please please please pl

[spocks-kaathyra]

do u think that um. yk Julian was having a rough time in the later seasons. and ofc he wants to talk abt it, wants someone to help him process it, wants someone to just listen. but it's not easy to talk abt. and he wants to talk to Garak, wants Garak to know what's going on in his life, wants to be vulnerable and be met with support and care. but Garak is so emotionally unavailable and so unwilling to break his pleasant facade and so unwilling to deviate from their little social script. he was taught never to show care or vulnerability. and Julian gets so tired of playing their little game when, god, there's a war going on, his life is falling apart, can't Garak even acknowledge how bad things are for both of them? he doesn't need witty retorts, he needs sincerity. and Garak can't give him that. so he withdraws from their friendship. and it's not that Garak doesn't care. it's not that he doesn't want to help. but sincerity and vulnerability were beaten out of him a long time ago, and he doesn't know how to take off his mask. even just acknowledging genuine emotion is practically impossible for him. and maybe that's why ASIT is the apology that it is. it's saying, here, I've learned to be honest, I've learned to be vulnerable. I know the harm I caused you by refusing to acknowledge pain, so here's a whole book of me acknowledging pain.

[chakiro]

gotta steal em all 🃏

[dovesick]

out foraging

[heldenherzchen]

thursday, august 10 day 4: last minute confession (@benthan-week-forever)

Benji sat in front of his laptop, tears streaming down his face.

He had just heard Ethan confess his love for him over the coms - and then the line went dead. Dead. Like Ethan, he thought.

The blonde was beside himself with grief.

He tried and tried and tried to get a hold of the other one, but there was no response. Benji was consumed with worry and fear, not knowing what had happened to the man he loved.

As he sat there, lost in his thoughts, memories of Ethan flooded his mind. He remembered the way the brunette looked at him, the sound of his voice, the touch of his hand. He realized how much he loved Ethan, and how much he wanted to spend the rest of his life with him.

Benji sat there for what felt like hours, waiting for any news about his partner..

Finally, the coms line crackled to life, and Ethan's voice came through.

"Benji, are you there?" he said, his voice rough.

Benji was overjoyed to hear his voice, bursting into tears once again.

"Ethan, I thought you were dead," he said, his voice choked with emotion.

"I'm okay, Benji," Ethan replied, "I made it out alive, thanks to you."

[sharkdays]

"That despite having experienced inhuman suffering, she has nonetheless been able to gain the strength to face life."

[lokisflame]

I CAN'T believe there is no amnesia radioapple fic.

H O W

[majimasleftasscheek]

Kazama returns from jail

[raineandsky]

#93

Inspired by this post!

Bzz!

The villain groans and rolls onto her side. It’s still dark out. Surely nothing important can be happening at this time. She’ll ignore it.

Bzzzzzzz!

Ugh. No, it can wait. No job can be that serious when the moon's still out.

Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

The villain leaps up and snatches her phone from the nightstand. She taps blindly at the screen and brings it to her ear with an incensed “what?”

“Bonjour, amigo,” says the voice on the other side. The other villain. The villain gave him a coffee once—and this is how he repays her endless kindness? Cruel.

“That’s two different languages, you dimwit,” the villain snaps. “What the hell is so important at” — the villain glances at the clock blinking on the table — “quarter to four in the morning?”

“Damn, is that the time?” the other villain says brightly, as if the villain just said it’s time for lunch and not the middle of the goddamn night. “Yeah, okay, look. I don’t mean to get you involved in my maniacal plans” — the villain can imagine him waving his hands rather manically as he says it — “but could you get to the old town hall in, like, half an hour?”

“What—”

“And bring some of your guys.” The other villain coughs a laugh that crackles the speaker. “Your goons, your lackeys. Whatever you call them.”

“I’ll bring a couple of my henchmen,” the villain corrects pointedly, “if you tell me what this is about.”

The other villain goes quiet for a moment. “I’ll give you half the payout if you don’t ask questions.”

Ooh. A fun little mystery and a pile of cash. The villain was never adverse to a little puzzle. “Whatever. I’ll just let [Supervillain] know I’m coming then I’ll get—”

“No!” the other villain cuts in hastily. “No, don’t tell him. It’s a, uh... a surprise.”

“A surprise,” the villain echoes flatly. “You’re an atrocious liar, you know.”

“Half the payout for no questions.”

Something to solve in her free time. “Fine. I’ll be there in an hour.”

“But I said—”

“Half the payout,” the villain drawls, “half the effort. See you in an hour.”

The other villain makes a noise that half resembles a “fine” and hangs up without another word.

The villain sits in silence for a moment, letting the night’s chill rush over her bare feet before begrudgingly hauling herself out of bed.

Half the payout for her silence. The other villain better hope the reward for this is huge.

[synthwayve]

Those hooligans from Byrgenwerth are being entranced by the sea again

[mummer]

still sorting out how to feel about it but fuck ncuti was just insantly beyond all expectations. King

[ipostmysimpingstuffanonymously]

[gin-draws]

a sketch I want to force myself to work on because I’m obsessed with them a totally normal amount...