#who is cutting the onions?

[bonky-n-steeb]

🪐 distant memories

A small smile spread over your lips as you stared at the Polaroid. Steve’s smile was nearly non existent as he posed in his worn down suit. That was the only photo had taken while on a run and though you understood the reason Steve was so skeptical about the photo, a little smile wouldn’t have hurt that much.

Maybe you had been too blind.

Maybe too trusting to not notice such small things that clearly showed that he wasn’t that into you. Maybe you were just too naive to follow your captain and fall in love with him. Maybe you should’ve listened to Tony and joined his team.

But these were just the possibilities, the reality was too heartbreaking because you had been stupid. You had weeped over your broken heart the day Steve had left you for Peggy. You had really thought you had something going on with him after all the time you had spent together in hiding.

You had been his comfort on his dark nights, but when you needed him the most, he had simply left. He didn’t even say a goodbye, and you had hoped, no believed, he would return. But that didn’t happen.

A bitter laugh bubbled up as you stared at the photo. You still remembered how hard it had been after Steve had left, not just for you, but for everyone else too. It felt as if a part of you was gone, but over time you learned to live with it. Now, the photo didn’t bring you as much sorrow as it once brought. It felt like a whole another lifetime.

Now he was just a distant memory.

JOIN MY SLEEPOVER!!

[thefrsers]

THEYYYYYY😭😭😭

[raplinenthusiasts]

they were destined together 💜

cr. namuspromised

[imliterallysnakejaguar]

DRAGONS RISING S2 SPOILERS‼️‼️

okay but i actually really hope that zane is the first one to 'find' jay in dr. it actually makes perfect sense. zane is being hunted by the administration, and we now know that Jay is in that kind of field of work (retrieval of items and/or persons) as he was present during the mission at the other monastery.

and like, wouldn't it be so so sad. jay shows up to take him to his death, zane isn't able to fight him bc well, he's JAY, and thus gets taken into custody. he then realises that jay doesn't recognise him. he's lost his memories. the very worst thing to ever happen to zane is now happening to one of his friends and no matter how hard he tries, he can't stop it. he can't help him.

meanwhile jay is just trying to do his job (transporting this random robot to the incinerator), but the robot starts saying things that only jay should know. he talks about jay's lightning, and his food preferences, and his daily habits, and jay is frankly TERRIFIED. not of how much this stranger knows about him, but of the idea that he might have been wasting the past few years of his life working at a dull office job instead of being with a loving family.

thankq for listening to my ted talk (i DEFINITELY won't be writing a one-shot of this omg)

[hepbaestus]

A letter from Ramon (with description)

[Start ID: Eight screenshots of a letter from Ramon the egg to Fit, his father on the QSMP

Dear Dad, I struggle a lot writing letters, something about the permanence of letters has always bothered me, I don't know what it is but that's unimportant because I worked hard on writing this one.

2. This day has been in the making for over a month now. A lot of ideas were made and a lot of ideas were scrapped. I wanted the best for you and while this is a lot more extravagant than what we are use to, it seemed fitting to me because I only want the best for you.

3. To be perfectly honest, I don't really know what to write. I want to express how much you mean to me and I want to tell you how being your son has impacted me but I feel like I wouldn't be able to word how big my admiration for you is.

4. I admire you a lot for overcoming every obstacle that has been put into your path. I admire you a lot for overcoming the darkness of a wasteland looming over your shoulders. I admire you a lot for facing danger head on, for surviving that long on an island that wants us dead.

5. I love the dungeons we conquer together, the frequent theft we commit (passa tudo (everything passes) :D). And the way your voice softens when you say my name. I also love how you let me have my tantrums and let me have my fun.

6. I want to express that I love the lullabies every night, even if I've been your son for 10 months now. I want to express that I love every nickname you give me, even if some would probably get me ridiculed (but that's okay because I like them), I want to express that it's an honour to be your son.

7. Thank you, dad, this opportunity to be a part of your life and accepting me as your son. As you have given everything to me, I would give anything to you.

8. te quiero mucho (I love you a lot) dad, happy birthday :D your son, Ramon. /EndID]

[nat111love]

THE ONES WHO LIVE ↳ Season 1 ↳ Episode 3 ↳  Bye

[yeonjune]

(231128) yeonjun being proud of his precious maknaes | transl: ♡ ♡ ♡ | video

[kimsuyeon]

unnie's here!

[dinxieyinxie]

If they knew sweet little you

They'd end up loving you too

da bebis and da mamas :'))))

song: Baby Mine by Betty Noyes

separated images below ↓

i was debating whether to give yonal his original brown hair to match with his momma but i also wanted to show how early his metamorphmagus abilities came about fjdhfhah

[slavhew]

burger

[roadtophantom]

The cast of Phantom of the Opera China perform Think of Me at their final curtain call in Changsha.

[besaya-glantaya]

If we're lucky, the core of who we are as young teenagers - our hopes, our desires, the things we cherish - are the beings we can settle back into as older adults after we're done trying to fit in or live up to other people's expectations.

One of Alex's greatest gifts to Henry is holding space for him to reclaim those now seemingly impossible dreams. To dance with the person he loves, in a place of beauty that brings him peace.

One of Henry's greatest gifts to Alex is being brave enough to grab back hold of those dreams with both hands and not let go.

[jinxknight]

What a wonderful tribute. I need more people to see this 😭

[cloudcountry]

i don't know what's going on with me maybe there's something in the air but i need all my mutuals to know that i love you guys a lot and thank you for being my friend. you're all so important to me idk what i'd be doing right now without you all. you make my life better. sap over just take care of yourselves because you've all impacted my life so much and ive become a better person and writer because of you all.

[clarissawealsey-10]

REBLOG IF YOU FEEL THAT WE NEED MORE OF TAM AND LINH IN KOTLC.

[geewintg]

Hydro archon, hydro archon, don't cry

Fandom: Genshin impact Characters: Neuvillette, furina Theme: Angst, relief, 4.2 spoilers

Hydro archon, hydro archon, don’t cry

There was a children’s story in Fontaine that when it starts to rain, the hydro dragon is weeping. Therefore, people would say, “hydro dragon, hydro dragon, don’t cry!” Yet none consoles their dear archon that sheds a tear.

Perhaps it was fate that her suffering was her own, despite her sacrifice, she bleeds where she bore the weight of sins not her own, of lives she is not held accountable… but partly, she knows she is. All according to plan by her divine self. Thus, she feels half as responsible for people’s suffering.

But what o’ can a little mortal do? Powerless against divinity and fate having only but a mere human case?

And so she weeps, and she weeps, until tears roll to rivers. Her sorrows and madness trapped chasing each other’s tails in an empty room echoing around her.

Who is she now if she is not the hydro archon?

Who is she now if she no longer has a role to play?

Who is she now if she no longer needed?

Please tell me… who am I?

A mask that sews itself to her face, if unsewn, would leave its mark of holes that will never be undone having to bury its needles and threads for centuries on the skin. The mask—the role has become her, and she is it. It gave her purpose—to be as fit and perfect the mask sits on her face, but at the same, hide every flaw of her underneath it.

No holes, no cracks, no breaks.

A lone tear rippled the girl on the water. A distorted image of her reflection, a visage of superficial anatomy yet she thinks it fits her all the same.

“Is that the hydro archon?” A child voice gushed. She flinched, instantly pulling the mask on seamlessly like she had honed for centuries. No holes, no cracks, no breaks— no. It wasn’t like she was any other else. She is Focalor, the hydro archon.

Pfft, who else could she have been?

“Wait, Hydro Archon, are you crying?”

She burst out to haughty laughter. “Crying? Me, crying?” She cried out ridiculously, a hand over her stomach.  “What a wild imagination! Oh I even shed a tear! No mundane things can ever make an archon worry. Hmph, what such a bold allegation, child! You should know that it’s a crime to assume things about an archon! Are you ready to face the consequences in court?”

“Uhm…” The child tilted his head in confusion. “What’s making you sad, hydro archon?”

Furina made an offended face. “As I’ve told you, I am not sad!” But her features softened once she saw him frightened. “I just…” Her unspoken thoughts hung in the air as her gaze drifted. Every ounce of strength left in her drained as everything all seems to be for naught.

In a small soft voice, the child mustered, “Hydro archon, hydro archon, don’t cry…”

How could she cry? She’s not the hydro archon anymore…

“If there’s anything troubling you, feel free to come and visit. All of your needs will be taken care of and though I lack understanding of emotions, I will do my utmost best to see what there is to be done.” She remembered him say. Such a concise reply, she expects nothing more from their renowned chief justice.

Yet she gave out only an exasperated sigh. “No need to trouble yourself.  I can handle my own. I wouldn’t come to you for any of those anyway, don’t worry. We both know those aren’t your strong suit.” He may look unfazed but she knew his silence wasn’t. She had known him for centuries after all.

Although she already had her back turn on him, he still insisted. “I will be here if you need anything…” But she never looked back.

Yet after all those reassuring resolves, she finds herself yet again in front of the damned building that brought her so many bad memories. With her own two feet. What it is that she wanted? What is it that she wants to speak of him?

She had no clue. She doesn’t even know what to tell him when she sees him.

She found her steps faltering as clouds dimmed the sky. It seems that it’s about to rain… What could have made him feel as such? She wonders.

“Furina…?” The disbelief in his voice.

Did he go out? How was she not informed?! What now? Out of all the timings… it just had to be this. How unfortunate she is.

“Oh, uhm! I didn’t know you were out, ha-ha…” She didn’t expect her voice to come out so meekly but she detests it.

“What is it that’s troubling you?” He took steps closer that made Furina panic.

“N-nothing! Nothing’s troubling me! How on teyvat did you even come to such conclusion?” she faked a laugh but she knew there wouldn’t be fooling this person no matter much of a professional she may be. It worked for five-hundred years before but not now—not this.

“I can sense the water’s woes.”

Never in Furina’s life had she ever felt this small next to someone, always sitting up in the high chairs—she is the one who looks down on everyone—yet now, she does. Neuvillette waited for her to speak but her throat tightened around the words until only silence hangs in the air while the rain drowns everything around them.

And it was just the two of them.

She tore her gaze away. “Nothing’s wrong…”

“Furina…” She turned. “Furina, you can cry…”

Because the rain will hide it away, and only he will know.