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#haven't they suffered enough
jacks-wack-attack · 2 years
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I don't care if I knew it was coming, as I've seen spoilers for the show in the past. Watching Bobby Singer die and then his final word is calling them "Idjits" was so FREAKING PAINFUL. And then how his best memory was of the boys just bickering over movie snacks. MY TEARS. I'm still crying and will be for the next 37 years.
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backyardhideout · 1 year
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extremely unfair that the yellowjackets got out of the wilderness just in time for veruca salt's breakup in 1998
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finally at that age where i'm thinking i should get a tattoo. not bc i feel strongly about it, just seems like a waste not to. i've got so much skin i'm not using
#feels so selfish like. all this skin what am i saving it for?#open to design suggestions! (please make me regret this offer)#maybe some deep sea horrors. a pretty watercolor of a gulper eel#once saw a person on the subway with various Skeleton Tattoos on all their limbs#i respected their commitment to the theme#but more than that i respected how all the skeletons were engaged in Activities#dancing in a ballgown. juggling its own (and two other???) skulls. swordfighting. being a mermaid skeleton#ANYWAY. the only reason i haven't already gotten tattoos is i just couldn't be bothered#i'm old enough to know i don't have any strong-but-potentially-temporary feelings driving me towards it#aesthetically i prefer decorated to non-decorated surfaces. but i'm not artistic or thrilled with commitment#honestly it feels like sheer laziness. indecisiveness--nay. immaturity!--that i HAVEN'T gotten a tattoo yet#letting all this blank canvas go to waste. tut tut i need to grow up and be an adult and get a tattoo sleeve already.#really i've put off my responsibilities long enough#(in fairness i DID at one time have 18 different piercings)#(but i took most of them out bc they interfere with wearing headphones and/or shoving my face in my pillow during Sleep Time)#(i only kept the nape piercing bc oddly enough it ended up being the most convenient. and the least painful to get now i think about it.)#(neck piercing? no problem. normal pair of earrings? Tribulations And Suffering. i don't make the rules i just poke them with a stick.)
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mckittericks · 10 months
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Pls I just want them to be able to be silly together ;__;
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suckerforfluff · 11 months
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ain't no fucking way philza took a picture of the exact moment roier was longingly zooming in on cellbit while the brazilians were doing the never have i ever during festa junina
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AND HE JUST GAVE CELLBIT THE PICTURE TODAY FOR HIS CASTLE
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what kinda kismet/fate bullshit is this??? it's not even scripted!!! i doubt philza or cellbit even has a clue about the meaning of that picture kill me now
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carlyraejepsans · 2 years
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I can't do this anymore lads
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thorias · 3 days
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Why do these shots look so uncomfortably similar? Did they do this on purpose? Were they meant to parallel each other - Remy being dead and Rogue feeling dead inside? Is that what this is signifying? Is that what they're telling us with this? Haven't we suffered enough?
These writers are fucking sadists...
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ink--theory · 6 months
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golden grizzco rotation uhhhh this weekend, from 11/11 at 3am to 11/12 7pm to be exact :]
don't forget! <3
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baconpncakes · 1 year
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[YOU finishes building the house by putting the door in place. YOU closes it, testing the hinges, & then opens it again. YOU leaves it open, maybe to let ME leave, or maybe, so YOU can always come in.]
From Exit, Pursued by Dalton Day
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dirtytransmasc · 7 months
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I hope we get a scene of Alicent with Aegon's body. If her son is damned to die, if she is damned to spiral into insanity, if she is to lose her life too the grief, let me see her with his body.
let her hold her baby in her arms one more time. let her wipe the blood that poured from his mouth and nose as he died. let her run her fingers over the viscous burns that adorn his skin. let her fix his hair. let her bathe him with a cloth as she had when he was a babe. let her kiss his cheek, his forehead, his hair, his hands. let her lay her head against him, hugging him like she had failed to do for years.
he was her firstborn and yet, her heart was still beating and his was not, she was not yet cold in her grave, no, no her son was cold, her flesh was warm, too warm. he was her baby, her son, the boy she tried so hard to protect, who had loved even when it hurt, who she had stood in front of a dragon for. she loved him, the very bones of him, and now he was dead.
let her lose her mind right there, in that room, still clinging to her body, one that's too cold, too still, too quiet. let her scream out to the gods, damning them, cursing them for taking her eldest son, amongst everything else in her life.
I want her to drive away anyone who tries to take him from her, forcing the silent sisters or whoever would be left to deal with his body at that point. let her curse and spit and claw at anyone who comes too close.
she would stay there for hours, reflecting on her memories of him. maybe she talks to him or hums a lullaby until she finally loses her battle with what remains of her consciousness and sanity, falling still against the table.
she dreams of Aegon, she dreams of the life she wish she could have provided, the life she had tried so hard to give him. a life where he was safe, a life where she had been a better mother, a life where she didn't need to live in and impose fear up on her children. maybe if she had tried hard enough he would still be alive, she'll think as she floats in the space between consciousness and unconsciousness.
she'll wake in plain chambers she only partly recognizes, she'll learn of her sons lackluster and sparsly accompanied burning, she'll learn her son was gone and she was alone. there won't be much of her left to care. she just continues dreaming, dreaming of her dead children and spiraling to madness until her broken heart finally gives out.
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[my previous post inspired this, cause all I can think about now is Alicent mourning her son and its gonna put me in an early grave]
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maarriiii · 2 days
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Spoilers for Gotham war and Batman 145 (not explicitly mentioned by very heavily hinted at what happens)
Jason after what happened in Gotham War, doesn’t let what Bruce did to him stop him from protecting Gotham (as shown in Batman #145). Not many nights after Gotham war ended, Red Hood continued to fight crime. He sees you being cornered into an alley by multiple large men. His heart starts racing, and panic runs through his veins but he wasn’t going to leave you to fend for yourself and possibly end up hurt or worse. So he dropped down from his perch and came up behind them. He takes them out quickly with relative ease. That’s when you uncover your eyes and see him. He is nothing like you’ve heard. But also… seems terrified. So you approach, still pretty terrified yourself. You put your hand out and slowly grab his hand and sit next to him. You both eventually find relief and calm in not being alone to suffer your fear and the come down alone.
(Well… I tried! Hopefully it’s alright!❤️)
sksksjhdshhssh pls just you and jason sitting on a curb or an empty rooftop somewhere just talking about some random things to calm down. inside his head, jason knows he shouldn't be doing this (you're a civillan after all and you shouldn't be comforting him) but you're the only one easing his fear, holding and rubbing his hand through his leather gloves.
maybe he even swing you home or drive you home with his bike because he felt bad that you had to stay with him, calming him down and you wave him off, saying it's fine and that it's no problem or that you need it as well.
basically just a small hurt/angst with tons of fluff. thank you for this though!!! and no it was more than alright <333
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murasaki-cha · 2 months
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The Prisoner's Throne spoilers!!
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Oak spots Lady Elaine, whispering something to Lady Asha, Cardan’s mother.
WHY THE FUCK IS SHE STILL HERE!?!?!
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sergle · 9 months
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I can ACTUALLY just send you stuff?
your desire to double-check makes me worry what type of stuff you thought of
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solradguy · 9 months
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The hell's up with all these anti-trans men/masc memes lately because I'm getting real sick of it real quick. It's not cute and it was never funny.
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Respectfully, I will personally set fire to Dave Filoni's hat if anything bad happens to ma boi Cody next episode I just couldn't handle it
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