#mhhhhhh

[sundayeleith]

GAEL X CECILE SOMEWHAT CANON ?????

They are NOT escaping the toxic yaoi boyfriends allegations

Side note : now I see why Cécile hates MC so much and wants them dead...

Is Cécile in love with Gael or something? I still don't understand their relationship 😭

And that's fine! Their relationship is complicated. Extremely so!

There's a lot of power dynamics involved, for starters—I think it's fun that everyone has their headcanons based on what we share in asks. Then you can experience their relationship in game and draw your own conclusions!

To not leave you with a cryptic answer—Cécile wouldn't say he's in love with Gael. That'd be putting him at the same level as the god he worships and prays to. He'd rather die!

[lavendel081]

Wanted to try drawing him.

[intromortal]

step-bro jake + hole inspection. hits post

[themisterhip]

(SPOILERS RECENT OPM CHAPTER)

Look-

LISTEN I.

I am NOT ok rn...

I'm going feral people is just-

HE. IS. MAKING. ME. FERAL. AAAAAAAAAAAA

[sonofa-dreamer]

thinking about ronan’s inability to reach for help when he needs it

[givemedamage]

this is me (if i gave a fuck ….)but girl,

[boundariesoverthrown]

[justfriendsbestthings]

When you have a whole empty evening ahead of you and about a thousand lovely things you’d like to do but then you just sit there like mhhhhhhh

[confusedhomicidalrage]

Was I tagged? No. Do I care? No. @alisdairvalentine @brains4ne @shakespeare-official-reblogs

^tagged by @soctherapy but the post was getting too long

this isnt a win for me.......

Tags!: @rae-unbeloved @lil-gae-disaster @fictionalcharactergraveyard @livelaughlovelams @alexanderhamiltonhasafatass

[ghostfucking]

Am i kinda.... hot???

[maalidoesart]

ray of sunlight on us

[checkadii]

mfs do anything but finish their wips . like startign another, for example

[baby--vera]

I once wrote this crossover fanfiction between Jujutsu Kaisen and My Hero academia.

Today I decided to take it back and there will be the Fan Art made by me!

Here is Dabi in a curse version (with many traits of Sukuna)🎭🗼📿🏮

[binch-i-might-be]

steamed some carrots. was really good

[sugurouge]

i am moving the sky, the day, the night. i am dancing with the wind, the rain. a bit of love, a bit of honey and i'm dancing

[kentuckyfriedsatan]

ℭ𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔨𝔰 ℑ𝔫 𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℑ𝔠𝔢

《 Chapter 1 》

❚ Rating: T

❚ Pairing: Dew/Ifrit, Dew/Rain (end goal)

❚ Chapter word count: 707

❚ Tags: Angst, Emotional Hurt, Self-Loathing, touch starved Rain, touch starved Dew, Ifrit is a manipulative bitch in this one, I am so sorry for that I normally love him, Emotional Manipulation, Hurt/Comfort In later chapters

❚ Summary: Rain, who is touch starved and secretly in love with the emotionally distant fire ghoul, struggles to ask for the affection he desperately needs.

Dew, who never talks about his feelings and avoids physical closeness, spends his time with Ifrit, who Rain couldn’t hate more.

Will Rain be strong enough to reach out to Dew and break through their mutual isolation, or risk losing the one person who might truly understand and love him.

Read it on Ao3 or here under the cut!

A storm is raging outside, but that doesn’t compare to the turmoil within Rain’s head. Heavy droplets pound against the windows of the Abby that they call home, casting distorted shadows across the dimly lit room. Rain sits on the edge of his bed, being unable to sleep with this weird constricting feeling in his chest.

It had been another day of strained silence. Dewdrop had barely acknowledged his presence, as usual. Rain glances at the clock, it is almost midnight.

Dew was probably with Ifrit again. Cuddling or having sex or who knows what. The mere thought made bile rise in his throat. The jealousy was quickly followed by some more self-loathing though.

Who would even want to cuddle with you, Rain thinks to himself, echoing the hurtful words that his mind had drilled into him in the pit even long before his summoning.

He ran a hand through his damp hair, the remnants of his earlier shower clinging to his skin. He longed for touch, for connection, but the very idea of asking for it seemed impossible. His pack is there for him, he knows it, he just can’t bring himself to approach any of them. Especially Dewdrop, his stoic exterior is a fortress he couldn't breach.

Rain recalled the few times Dew had touched him, brief and impersonal. A hand on his shoulder, a brush of fingers when passing an instrument. It was never enough, yet those moments were all he had to cling to. Dew didn't cuddle in public, didn't hug him not even for a greeting, and certainly didn't talk about his feelings. He was closed off and distant, much like Rain himself had become. He knows he hadn’t always been that way. Rain liked touching and hugging other people when he was young, but as he got older his head began to tell him that the other person doesn’t even like to be touched by him. That they only put up with him because he is so pathetic that he doesn’t even realise when he is not wanted.

He needs to get out of his room that seems to be suffocating him by now. Rain decides to head to the kitchen in the ghouls wing. He doesn’t even bother with the light, maybe there are still some sleeping pills in the cupboard.

A sudden creak of the floorboards make him jump. He lookes up, startled, as Dew appeared in the doorway, his expression as unreadable as ever. They stared at each other for a long moment, the air thick with unspoken words.

"Rain," Dew finally says, "You’re still up.

Rain nods, not trusting himself to speak yet. He feels exposed, as if Dew could see his pathetic thoughts. The silence stretched between them, heavy and charged.

”What are you doing with the sleeping pills?" There might be a bit of concern in Dewdrops voice.

“Can’t sleep.” He mumbles. “There is only one left.”

Satisfied with the answer, Dew goes back at just starting at Rain.

"Dew," Rain begins, his voice barely more than a whisper. Rain is so done, he feels mentally drained and he just wants to not be alone. Still he hesitates, the words he wants to say lie heavy on his tongue. "Do you ever... need someone?"

Dew's eyes flicker with something Rain can’t quite decipher. "What do you mean?"

Rain takes a deep breath, forcing himself to continue. "I mean, do you ever feel... alone?"

For a moment Rain thinks that he sees a flicker of vulnerability in Dewdrop before it is quickly replaced by his usual cold demeanour.

"I have Ifrit." Dew says, the words sounding hollow.

Rain's heart sank, but he forced a small, bitter smile. He will never ask again. "Of course," he whispers "Good night, Dew."

Dew nods and turns away, leaving Rain to the darkness.

There is the one more sleeping pill that Rain takes without hesitation and washes it down with water. In his room, Rain lays on his bed, the ache in his chest is growing. Rain feels like he took ten steps backwards in getting what he needs. He wants to scream, to break down the walls that keep him so isolated, but he can’t. He doesn’t know how.