#so mugh

[beetlestarshine]

Thinking about Beetlelands again I love themmm smmm

[shinyshade8026]

Fuck it, MORE ART.

Dump :]

[spiderware]

the loss of who she held dearly

[slashingdisneypasta]

I am never not disappointed that 'Angel's Love Bad Men' (Highwaymen) isn't 'Angel's Are Bad Men'- cuz that's what I always thought it was growing up! I never saw the title, it was just a song that played over and over again on a CD in my Dads car.

But I always thought it was 'Angel's Are Bad Men'!! And I like it so much better that way!! Like, I thought it was talking about how Angel's love so deeply and freely, and fall so easily, that they leave a trail of broken hearts wherever they go because by the time that last person has fallen for them back- they've moved on to the next one.

I thought the line was-

'Angel's are bad men that's how its always been

Love holds their hearts against their will'

But it's 'Angel's love bad men that's how it's always been

Love holds their hearts against their will'

Which is far less compelling if you ask me (Sorry gentlemen). I like the idea of cowboy angels going around charming and breaking poor human's hearts, not because they're evil but because they cant help it; their emotions are so strong. So I'm just gonna keep singing it my way 😅😅

[lashysdomain]

Ooough I'm so eepy

So eepyy....

[phantom-does-a-thing]

Me when my brain takes the no thoughts head empty literally but in the worst moment ever

[hidingoutbackstage]

TheNamelessDoll ThePirateMermaid xFrostedMoonlight AiraSora TheNight130 highgreenbunny Bleedgirl you will ALWAYS be famous. to me.

[hrtley]

goodnight everyone!!!!!!

[beykhabarr]

I have this thing where I think that if Hania Amir steps on me it will feel like being grazed by rainbow colored clouds, and that she probably smells of roses and daisies and is the kind of person that laughs at everything

[justawanderingfan]

To quote my sis, “they’re in Spain without the A”

[snare-tangent]

its so silly when albums have a bunch of songs that are named absolutely incomprehensible titles that you will never remember. the beauty of it is that i will be listening to the entire album to find that one song i had stuck in my head.so maybe its kind of a win when you thinkabout it

[gabbvr-dog]

Humor me dawg, it’s almost 2am an’ I’m a lil zooted‼️🗣️🗣️‼️‼️‼️

Reader is male, past relationship with Graves, hinted Alerudy x reader too- use of Y/N

SFW, still a little angsty… just a thought dump… can’t actually write rn.—- too mugh grass

Basically an interest check, not canon accurate what so fuckin’ ever- lots of plot holes and typos- I’m tweakin’

Reader who is an ex-shadow. Turned cartel; Known in Las Almas as ‘Zorro’

-reader meets Vaqueros and 141 at a bar in Las Almas, he is masked at this time, hits it off with the team (even if they were suspicious of him being cartel.) says they’ll cross paths again.

- he was right.

- Soap gets sight of a man getting kidnapped by a few cartel men. Notifies Alejandro; and they go into action.

- Rudy gets knocked to the grown at one point, one of the men point to his head, and before anyone had time to blink, the guy who was kidnapped comes up behind him and snaps his neck like a twig.

- Rudy instantly recognizes the man as ‘Zorro’… the reader.

- turns into Alejandro and Rudy surprised and impressed, and 141 thankful.

- Reader gets closer with the Vaqueros.

- Alejandro ends up getting kidnapped… and they 141 figure out a bit about ‘Zorro’.

- he had been one of the men apart of a very big turning point in Las Almas. And he was dangerous.

- Rudy is also missing; the 141 thinks the worse… contacts Graves.

- Rudy went to reader for comfort… very soft moment, reader tells Rudy. “It’s Y/N now, amigo.”

- Reader pulls out his old gear… shadow company certified. Rudy didn’t pay much attention at first, thinking it was just dark colored gear…

- Rudy and Reader massacre a compound once they locate Alejandro.

-141 and the Shadows close on their heels, being notified by some of ‘Zorro’s friends.

- Reader and Rudy stumble out with Alejandro.

“what the fuck is one of our shadows doing here!?

“That’s not one of ours, Lieutenant.” Is Graves instant reply, recognizing the much older Shadow Company mandated gear.

-Graves recognizes the Reader instantly. His former right hand man, ‘Shadow 101’. His once most trusted solider… 10 fuckin’ years ago.

-“I’ll be damned.” The shadows seem extremely tense, even to the 141.

-they get the very injured Alejandro back to the Los Vaqueros base.

-Graves attempts to talk to ‘Zorro’. And he goes slick the fuck off.

-berating him for stabbing him in the back, relaying the fact he’s also already done that to the 141, ‘once Traitor always a traitor.”

-once he’s done, Graves genuinely looks hurt… emotionally.

-141 is surprised, not used to Graves ever showing anything other then his witty and cocky attitude.

-once reader, Rudy, and the 141 are sitting alone at at metal table, waiting for word on Alejandro…

- Soap pops the question. “What happened between you and Graves..?”

-Reader actually breaks down. Explains him and the commanders history, how he stabbed him in the back and heart, his blind following of Shepard… everything.

-Gaz and Ghost noticed Graves step around the corner… he had obviously caught most of it.

-again, he looks genuinely hurt… extremely uncharacteristic, and further drove the fact that reader and Graves were definitely close.

-Rudy and Soap continue to tell reader he shouldn’t blame himself for a mistake he didn’t even make.

-and praise him for somehow, after all that, still being kind- even trying to build Las Almas back up, once he beat it down with his own hands.

-reader refers to himself as ‘a beacon of hope.’ And says; ‘that’s all I need.’

-detailing, not matter how unhappy he is, how much he gets beaten and battered, that giving the people of Las Almas hope? Thats all he needs to keep going.

-After Alejandro heals, He obviously gets a well deserved leave. Rudy in tow, and Reader watching over them both like a hawk.

-Graves goes against a order from Shepard, and then Shepard turns half his shadows against him.

-Graves is in danger, and very likely might die.

-Reader… reader finds out, and seems pretty indifferent. Until he gets back to his flat… where him, Rudy and Alejandro have been spending their time.

- Rudy and Alejandro walk in on him crying silently… holding his ‘Shadow Company’ emblem.

Though outdated… it was what Shadow Company was… before Shepard put a fuckin’ collar on Graves.

-Reader explains, even if Graves did stab him in the back, even if he wanted to hate him… he didn’t want him to die.

-he still cared.

-Graves was one of the first people to see him as more then a pawn, or shield… took the time to get to know reader

-Alejandro and Rudy pull together ‘Ghost Team’. Graves was still their ally, and they had ‘Zoro’ to back them up.

-Reader finds Graves, he had made in out of the containment room… and he was loosing blood fast.

-reader instantly pulls him into a closed off area and starts to patch him.

-Reader vents to him, why, why, why, don’t think because I’m saving you that I forgive you, more: why, why, why.

-Graves shuts him up; “you are a dog. You were meant to protect and love… I just with I fuckin’ realized that sooner.”

-“what the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

-“I can’t… I don’t think m’ gonna be able to make it up to you, Y/N.”

-already told him to not call you by your first name… but he was definitely delirious from blood loss.

-“don’t fuckin’ say that shit.” Reader growls.

-Rudy and Alejandro locate reader and Graves, getting them back to the tarmac as fast as they possibly can.

-After Graves gets his ass saved and wakes up.. against doctors orders; he jumps out of his medical bed, and wanders around looking for reader. Finds him.

-Reader stares at him, Graves walks up to him, eyes down cast .. then Phillip, looks up at him.

-“I know… this doesn’t mean anything. But… I don’t want to be the bad guy in your world forever, Y/N.”

-“please tell me what you want me to do.”

-“for starters. Stop following the fuckin’ rat blindly-“

-“did that, an’ half my company tried to kill me.”

-…..what

-“I couldn’t… I could NOT hurt you again.”

“”Shepard heard we were working with someone from the cartel. Of course I didn’t let him know who you were- wanted me to take you out.”

-“I wouldn’t. I couldn’t.”

-Phillip blinking away the tears threatening to spill.

- “I need to know… if I can do anything. Anything. For you to maybe, just even think about… even being friendly again.”

“I know I’m never going to get back what we once had… I already ruined it, and I know it… just humor me Y/-“

-“Don’t ever leave me again.”

-Phillip blinks up at reader, his heart becomes so much heavier in its already clenched state.

- Graves knows he can’t keep that promise. But it wasn’t ’Graves’ that he knew Y/N deserved.

-it was Phillip. And Phillip would sacrifice everything he had now, just for reader to look at him with anything other then anger or hatred.

- a promise.

-Graves puts his pinky out first, childish. But that is how he knows Y/N seals a deal… how he knows Y/N will realize he’s serious.

“I break this? You best break every bone in my damn body. Do you understand?”

“I’ll break more then just your bones Phill.”

-Graves heart stutters hearing reader say that. He hasnt heard it in literally over a decade… and it still has the same effect.

-Eventually turns into Alerudy x Reader x Graves- haven’t got that far tho

[crushedsweets]

do jack and nina still think about their families,,, got me crying in the club for the creeps who still have living family members :((( i love families so mugh

oh all the fucking time. all the time. aaaaall the time. esp cuz nina didnt kill anyone in my au..

jack was the oldest of a big family. had 5 little siblings, two loving parents. mom was a homemaker, had a traditional upbringing filled with warmth and a constant bustling household. he's so ashamed, though. so so so fucking ashamed and he could never go back. he loves them so much and asks toby to bring them flowers or something, since he wants to throw up at the idea of being even a mile within his family... like his very presence would plague them with his own demons . last thing he wants is to hurt them, not anymore than he already did

nina had her little brother chris and two parents. they were INTENSE workaholics, but she was always a daddys girl. spoiled with gifts and clothes and toys, just not attention. so many times, her dad fell asleep on the recliner after a long long shift, and she'd pull up a little blanket and sleep on the couch right besides him. just to be closer to him, since she didnt get to see him all day long. many many nights on the couch. and when they shipped her off to her grandparents, she was fucking HEARTBROKEN. she didnt understand why throwing her away was the solution, and to this day, she resents them for it. she just misses chris so badly. she wants to hold her little brother and cry and apologize for leaving him too. she wasnt the best sister, either, no matter how much she loved him

so i think... um.. i think they make me sad.

[fanta2y]

Days Spent Missing You.

ahh !! fic numbero dos ! this one is a gojo x reader fic, love my blue eyed king :))

IT DOES CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR ANIME AND MANGA!

cw: a bit angsty? some talk about scars, but nothing explicit.

word count: 1.3k

Your breath was bated, your heart beat quickened. 

“Gojo-sensei has been released.” Itadori told you, all bright smiles and excitement at the thought of his sensei being back. Of being able to correct all of his supposed wrongs over these past two long weeks. 

But you felt your stomach flip at the words, your mind completely whiting out at the possibility. You had fought just as hard with everyone to get him back, to unseal him. But there was always a small whisper in the back of your mind, preparing your body, your soul. 

What if he couldn’t be unsealed? 

All that came crashing down the second those words left the young boys lips. Disbelief clearly written on your wide eyes and slack jaw. “Seriously?!” 

You didn’t dare let the hope that was dangerously curling around your chest, squeezing your lungs so tight you could barely pull a breath inbetween your lips. Without responding to you, Itadori grabbed your hand and began pulling you along. 

Almost dumbly, you followed him. Letting him pull you along as you focused on trying not to trip on your own two feet. Wanting to think of anything but the man you might be on the way to seeing, after what felt like an eternity of not hearing his teasing voice or feeling his comforting weight as he practically laid ontop of you. 

You continued to be pulled along, focusing your eyes on the ground. Not wanting to look up incase you laid eyes upon him far too soon. Your not ready, you don’t think you’ll ever be ready. 

You had spent countless nights staring up at the ceiling, tearing silently tracking down your cheeks as you clutched his pillow. You remembered all the nights you guys had spent together, not even just the ones spent wrapped in eachother. Legs tangled together, breaths intermingling. But the nights spent cuddled into eachother, so close you couldn’t tell where one ended and one began. The hushed whispers of meaningless conversations, trying to hold back giggles as he made you laugh harder than anyone you’ve ever known. 

You hadn’t laughed since he got sealed. 

It was like the joy had been ripped from you and trapped in that god forsaken box right along side him. Your eyes dimmed and your voice had no inflection, speaking in dull monotones as you tried to focus on the next task ahead. The next task that would hopefully lead you closer to getting him back to you. 

Too much had happened between Shibuya, the Culling Games and then now for you to have even thought about processing the well of emotions that had sat painfully against your heart. And now that everything was all coming to a head, that you might actually see the love of your life again. Nothing felt real, not the hand wrapped tightly around your wrist, or the dirt you can feel under your worn out soles. 

You heard him before you saw him, the voice all too familiar. On instinct, your head raised. Catching the glimpse of stark white hair, you felt the familiar all encompassing aura that was his cursed technique. 

“Gojo-Sensei!” Itadori called you, waving his hand in the air. You could tell he felt lighter now that he was back, who wouldn’t. His smile was easier, his steps were lighter, his eyes didn’t carry the weight of all the horrors he had seen. Instead they shone, maybe not as bright as when you first met him, but mugh brighter than they had all those days ago. 

“Satoru.” The name fell from your lips, breathless. Before you had even realized what you were doing, the next thing you felt was a solid chest and arms snuggly around your waist. You practically jumped into him, legs wrapping tightly around his torso. Arms almost crushing his neck, head buried so far into his neck. Your eyes were tightly shut as you willed yourself not to cry. 

“Hey, pretty girl.” He whispered gently in your ear, it made your heart flutter. You stood no chance against the tidalwave that was your emotions. The tears flowing freely down your face. 

“I missed you, you stupid stupid idiot.” You said wetly, a giggle following your words. A poor attempt at trying to be mad at him, you both knowing that could never last long. He chuckled at your antics, you felt him kiss your forehead and spin you around playfully. Pulling squeals and giggles from your lips and forcing you to hold on tighter to his muscular frame. Not that you had anything to complain about. 

“I know I know. I’m terrible. I’m so sorry,” His voice dipping into the sadness he felt deep in his heart. “I’ve missed you so much too.” 

After Satoru had properly went around saying hi to everyone, getting filled in on all the new mishaps and events. You strayed never far from his side, your hands always intertwined or even shamelessly you found yourself sitting in his lap. He was always more of a pda person than you were, but after all this time apart you couldn’t find yourself caring much. As long as you could feel the steady heartbeat underneath your ear, and hear his timbre voice flow over your figure. 

The long day left you both emotionall exhausted, and yet here you both sat. Criss cross on your shared bed, simply staring at eachother. Eyes never leaving eachothers frames, almost too scared to look away for too long least the other disappear before their very eyes. 

“C’mere.” He mumbled, holding his arms outwards towards you. Silently, you crawled forward. Situating yourself into his embrace, you sat straddling him. Your legs on either side of his hips, caging him in. Your arms wrapping around his middle, your head buried into his chest. 

“Let me see you.” He whispered, pulling your face from his chest. His heart aching at how different you looked since he last saw you. His fingers gently tracing over the new scars you sported on your face, his thumbs swiping under the dark circles ever present under your eyes.

 A frown tugging at his lips and he took in all that you had to go through without him. It made him angry, angry at that brain curse, angry at himself, angry at all of jujustu society. You hadn’t deserved that, he told you. He promised he would always be there to protect you, and yet when you needed him most he had to get stuck in a fucking box. 

You watched as his thoughts overtook, his eyes glossing over slightly. “Hey, ‘toru.” You said, lifting your hand up to cup his cheek. Hoping to bring him back to the present day. 

The clairty returns in his vision at your gentle touch, instintually he leaned into it, nuzzling into your hand. You giggled at his antics, he turned his face to kiss your palm. Closing his eyes for a second, taking a deep breath in. He opened his mouth to speak, but before the words could come out, 

“I don’t blame you.” Your voice was stern, it rang with a finality that took him by surprised. You knew him better than most anyone else, you knew exactly where his mind was going and you couldn’t sit back and let him destroy himself over something he didn’t do on purpose. “So, don’t blame yourself either.” 

Your last words were gently, hushed as you leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. You attempted to pull away, but Satoru was quicker. He followed your lips, pressing them more firmly against each other. Your lips and tongues danced against eachother softly, and as you both pulled away panting heavily. Your foreheads rested against eachother, matching smiles on your faces. 

“I love you.” You murmured into the undisturbed air. 

“I love you more.”

authors note: thank you guys for all the love on the last fic!! I hope you guys enjoy this one as well!! I've been cooking up some good ones so prepare to be sick of me LOL anywayysss comments and reblogs are ALWAYS appreciated <3333

[kesouu]

Blue Star☆｡⁠*✯ﾟ⁠+*⁠.✧

(⁠☆) Narumi Gen x Oc

(｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+ CHAPTER 3 +ﾟ⁠*｡⁠)

(⁠｡⁠•̀✧) THIS ONE HAS SPOILERS FOR KAIJUU NO. 8 B-SIDE!!! (In case for people who didn't see my edit last chap, this story is 2 years before the main plot of the show!!)

7 years ago...

"So your saying...THE CAPTAIN OF THE STRONGEST DIVISION WANTS TO INVITE US TO THEIR BASE?! AS IN THE ARIAKE MARITME BASE?!" Hoshiko yells as they exit the hospital, Narumi who walked with her slapped a hand to her mouth "You sure are noisy for someone who was just discharged from the hospital." He complained as a car pulled up in front of them and a tall man exits the car "I am Eiji Hasegawa, First Division Platoon Leader. I'm here to escort the both of you to headquarters."

"Ha-Hasegawa-san...." Hoshiko mutters, her expression displaying pure awe at the person infront of them not minding how Narumi grabbed her arm and pulled her into the car with a scowl on his face. The drive to their destination was short but the boy still slept on Hoshiko's shoulder for the ride. Looking at him, she realized the bags under his eyes have grown darker 'I must have worried him...' the girl thought as she frowned at the thought of Narumi staying up late at night waiting for her to wake up from what the doctors mentioned was 3 days.

Hoshiko stood in awe once more as they got out of the car "It looks so mugh bigger in person!" She gushes at Narumi who rolls his eyes "It's what ever." He says while walking away leaving his friend to catch up. "Were going to run some tests on both of you just to see your unleased combat power, it's not normal for people to just randomly use carcasses that aren't adjusted as weapons" an operator explains to the two as they both laid down on a table as other operators set the devices need for the test.

"The boy's unleashed combat power...is 24 percent?!" Hasegawa explains as he looked at the numbers on the screen "The girl, too has quite the impressive number with 21 percent." The captain, Shinomiya, mentions as well "It would seem their aptitude for Kaijuu cells are remarkably high in general. Also we haven't officially confirmed this yet...but the boy is showing potential aptitude for weapon 1." Silence follows in the room as Hasegawa is the first to break it "Aptitude for a numbers weapon?!"

"It wouldn't be a stretch to call both of them abnormal. It's no wonder they managed to use an unadjusted uniorgan." Shinomiya states as Hasegawa looks at both the teens backgrounds that were in both his hands 'Gen Narumi. He has high academic and athletic marks, but he's been suspended from school multiple times due to misconduct. He lost his parents to a kaijuu cataclysm. Hoshiko Mitsuba, the same as Narumi, high academic and athletic marks but was the opposite of him in terms of conduct. She lost her parents to the incident 3 days ago.' Hasegawa read as he looked at both profiles 'no next of kin, huh?'

"Are we done here? We're busy and Hoshiko was ordered by the doctors to take it easy for a while. If that's all, were going home." Hoshiko nudged his side with her elbow at the disregard to officials "Gen that's rude!" She whispered but the boy payed no mind and brought out his hand-held console while linking his arm with Hoshiko. "You're going home, you say? The facility you were living in has been destroyed, and Mitsuba's house has been destroyed as well. You're two are going to live in the evacuation shelters now that Mitsuba has been discharged, aren't you?" Shinomiya questions Narumi as he replies uncaringly "We dont care where we go." Hoshiko could only sweat drop and stand beside Narumi awkwardly as he answered for her so she continued listening on "It"'s not like I've grown attached to any of the orphanages I've been in so far. All they ever did was pass me off to the next place."

"You've always survived by your own strength. That's what you said back there, correct?" Shinomiya pushed on in questioning "Yeah, I don't have any next of kin. None of my teachers or any of the folks at the orphanages have ever done a thing for me. Hoshiko has been the only one to step up, you guys are no different, right? What good does a test proving I'm abnormal do?" Narumi explained, eyes still trained on his console screen "Mitsuba and Narumi...was it? You two should join the defense force." Hoshiko's is left mouth agape and eyes wide at the proposal 'Captain Shinomiya himself is asking me and Gen to join the defense force?!' she though as Narumi finally lifted his eyes from his screen "Say what? The defense force? Us?" Narumi asks skeptically "That's right. Our objective is exterminate kaijuu. Both of your power will ine day be necessary to protect this nation." Silence flowed through the air as Shinomiya waited for Narumi and Hoshiko's response.

"You're just saying that you want to take advantage of us, aren't you?" Narumi replied with his eyes back onto his game "That all depends of the both of you. We accept anyone who shows skills and results. That's the sort of place the first division is." Hasegawa glances to Shinomiya as he though 'Captain Shinomiya seems to be putting a great deal of stock in these kids.' he stares down at the ground in with a face of frustration 'I suppose I'm no different. There's an air currently hanging over the defense force. Stagnation. Mr. Isao has served as the captain of the first division for a long time. Under normal circumstances it wouldn't be surprising for him to transfer to headquarters now that he’s physically past his prime. Vice captain Itami is in a similar boat, considering his skills and career. The reason is plain and simple. We lack an impeccable ace officer.’

‘Now that the captain of the second division, Hikari Shinomiya, once a shoo-in for taking over as captain of the first divison – has died... there is no one to serve as mr. Isao and vice captain Itami’s replacement. But... I sensed something immesurable from both these kids on that rainy day.’ Hasegawa thinks back to the sight of Narumi holding up the head of that kaijuu and Hoshiko finishing off both kaijuu that had attacked her home as he passed by. ‘Some may call it a hunch. “These two can make big changes in the defense force.” That’s what I told myself.’ Narumi looks up in thought and glances at Hoshiko with a smirk, the girl could only sigh and nod as Narumi answered for both yet again.

“So you’ll accept anyone so long as they show skills and results, eh? Sounds interesting.”

The two soon applied for the defense force entrance exam that year both passing with top marks in all parts, written and physical. Standing atop of corpse upon corpse were them as they personally killed for the second round of the exam that was live kaijuu neutralization. Narumi looks up to the drone assigned to him as he spoke “I’m going to see if what you said was true about the defense force.” He said smiling triumphantly while Hoshiko sweat dropped at what she got herself into, she may had no idea what to do after grad, but joining the defense force to follow the only thing she had left in the world was certainly not one of them.

-☆☆

[enden-agolor]

im going to eat a brick i love your art wtfffff wtf wtfff OTS SO GOOD AAAGGHH I LOVE THE WAY YOU DRAW THE FUNNY BLOCK GUYS SO MUGH AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHGHGEHDWFYUHJIKNM THEY MAKE ME WANT TO EAT BRICKS

thank you so much 🥹 reading this made my night 🩷