#hope it lands okay for you

[just-here-for-the-moment]

The line for the devastation ask I tagged you in:

She said to him

"I want to marry you. I want it all with you but that's selfish. I have nothing to offer you, but I would love to admire you for the rest of my life… if you'd have me."

Whew!! A sprint just for you!

45 minutes, 968 words, and a whole LOT of angst. You're welcome and I'm sorry. 🥲😢🥺🥹

Please imagine any Pedro boy you want to under the cut. 💖

***

“You can’t leave. You won’t leave me.”

“Goddammit! You don’t get to tell me what to do, not anymore!” 

You threw armfuls of clothing, odds and ends and mismatched shoes into your suitcase, not caring what got jumbled or squashed or torn. He could burn the rest for all you cared, whatever you left behind. It would all be his to deal with, whether he wanted to set it on fire or or preserve it in perpetuity, an unchanging shrine to the woman he loved (past tense, you were certain of it).

He sprung up from his seat on the bed and began pacing, running his hands through his hair, scrunching and scraping his fingernails through those chestnut almost-curls that you loved so much. 

You wanted to give in but you couldn’t, even though your strongest impulse was to sink down onto the plush lavender rug at the foot of the bed that you had picked out together, in the apartment that had been his for so long before he asked you to move in. The memory of that golden summer day stung the back of your throat, pushed more tears to the surface, caused you to ugly-sniff and choke on your own snot. 

You clenched your jaw and shook the memory free from your head, looking around wildly for the rest of your possessions. Hairbrush. Books. Jewelry.

He was suddenly at your side, his large hand wrapped around your wrist with the most gentle of grasps. Not squeezing, not painful, not punitive… but not letting go, either. Not giving in, not letting you succumb to your hasty decision to leave. 

You were stubborn, that much he knew, and you hated yourself for it. When you got this way, when the monster you’d fought all your life took hold, you wanted to let him take control instead, wrap his arms around you and soothe you and kiss you. You really did… but you also had the fatal flaw of having to be right, of leaving yourself out in the cold in order to prove to yourself that the monster was correct, because if you were wrong about that, then what else could you be wrong about? What other concrete, absolute facts would turn on their heads and yank the rug out from under you? 

It was better to be right, to give in to the inner monologue that made your head throb and pulse with hot self-hatred, rather than give in to the man you loved. Better to be alone, correct, solid in your beliefs than to trust your boyfriend’s love. Love could be turned off, after all, and you knew that better than anyone. 

“Just- just stay, please. I can’t live without-” his voice broke, and you hated yourself even more. 

You stilled, staring at his hand on your wrist, as if you could find the answer there by studying the veins under his skin, the calluses and bones and the geography of his beautiful hands that you’d memorized.

“Please,” he said, exhaustion and pain and longing twisting his voice into a ragged whisper. 

“Please talk to me. I won’t- I can’t force you to stay, but please tell me what you’re thinking, because if I did something wrong-”

“No,” you croaked out. “No, it’s not you. It was never you. It’s me.”

You lifted your eyes to his, a frisson of acrid self-loathing twisting your stomach when you saw the tears magnifying his beautiful brown eyes. 

The monster got louder. You did that. You fucked up. You you you you you… it was always you. Nothing good could ever live within your orbit. Why were you always killing the nice things in your life?

“So you don’t want to marry me?” His eyes trailed to the velvet box on the nightstand, the catalyst for your panic, your blinding fear, your flight response to anything joyful. 

“I- I don’t, I can’t- I mean I do, but-” 

A sob suddenly wracked your body, shuddering waves of nausea rippling up from your toes to your shoulders. 

"I want to marry you. I want it all with you, but,” a hiccup erupted, and you huffed, taking a deep breath to try to steady yourself. 

“But that's selfish. I have nothing to offer you.” 

He shook his head, vehement in his rebuttal. 

“You have everything to offer me, everything. I want you. I want you in my bed and in my life and in my heart. I wouldn’t have proposed if I didn’t want you, and everything that goes with it.” 

His jaw was set, big brown eyes suddenly blazing with passion, with how certain he was about his love for you. 

Maybe giving in wouldn’t be bad, wouldn’t hurt more than being stubborn? Maybe it would be safe to put one foot on the bridge he was building for you, to take a step and trust that he would hold you and keep you from falling into the canyon you’d been throwing yourself into for decades. Could you trust him? Could you let him treat you better than the way you believed you deserved after the world had put its claws in you? 

A deep breath, in, then out again, feeling your pulse pounding in your throat as you took a step, held your heart out for him to hold. 

“I will always believe that I have nothing to offer you, nothing to offer to anyone, but I would love to admire you for the rest of my life… if you'd have me."

More tears rushed to his eyes, but the grin that split his face was your reward, the most pure and priceless thing he could ever offer you for trusting him. 

You gave in, and his warmth wrapped around you as he pulled you close and kissed you. 💖

#pedro pascal characters #angst fic #I never write angst so this was a stretch exercise #hope it lands okay for you #hugs from another depression buddy #i know those feels #all too well #come DM me if you need to #hugs hugs hugs #depression is a lying bitch #pedro pascal character fanfic #pedro pascal character angst fic

[egophiliac]

What do you like about the Diasomnia boys if I may ask?

I always love hearing about the different reasons people enjoy characters.

I mean, c'mon. he has split custody over Sebek okay

also, Lilia in particular has maybe the best timeskip character development of all time

#art #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland spoilers #twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers #twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers #twisted wonderland episode 7 chapter 4 spoilers #twisted wonderland book 7 chapter 4 spoilers #stage in playful land #i hope this is legible whoops #anon i am sorry but you made the fatal mistake of asking me to talk about diasomnia #insert 'i just think they're neat' jpg #i do like the other characters a lot but they are definitely my favorites #they just hit a lot of my favorite things in characters i guess! #yes even you sebek even though you keep shrieking NINGEN at me #(it's okay he gets Character Development™ later) #and their dynamic! it's great! these guys frikking love each other SO much and they WILL have terrible terrible angst about it #ohoho delicious #give me all your emotional hangups baybeeeee #also somewhere in there i went from 'i like them all equally (but lilia is the most fun to draw)' #to 'lilia is absolutely my favorite (and still the most fun to draw) (EVEN MORE fun now thank you swishy ponytail!)' #(it was probably when his candy coating got a little scratched and whoops all the tragedy fell out) #(where's that 'get loved loser' post because i need to staple it to lilia's forehead) #i am extremely bad at putting things into words so please don't ask me to explain it any further #just know that the diafam is everything to me and if we don't get more episode 7 soon i'm going to crumble into dust and blow away #we'll be getting the crowleytimes on monday and maybe there will be. idk. some foreshadowing or something in his groovy #probably not but LOOK i'm desperate

[waywardted]

1x07 | 3x01

#ted lasso #tedlassoedit #ted x rebecca #rebecca welton #teddy boy #m*ne #mine: lasso #otp: you liven up the place #my head is spinning about this and i'm not sure where it's gonna land! #edit: it landed #It’s her literally asking #(in an unconscious parallely device kind of way) #there on the ground in liverpool she was looking at him and she could say *it’s okay* #no more than anyone else #and now he’s kept her at arm’s length so long and hidden from her #she tried to follow him down and couldn't #and his ‘I’m so crazy…’ feels like ‘you don’t know the half of it’ #but she’s fond and she’s remembering to trust him and she’s asking him to tell her and 😩 #god i hope he let’s her see #I hope he lets her be there for him again

[luck-of-the-drawings]

!!! FLASHING LIGHTS WARNING!!! [IM NOT FUCKIN AROUND!!]

REACHED THE CUSP OF 'THIS MAY NEVER BE ABSOLUTELY FINISHED N IF I DONT SHOW IT NOW, IT WILL NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY.' SO HERE, A PROJECT IVE BEEN ORBITING AROUND UHH SINCE 2021 OR SO.

#jrwi fanart #jrwi show #jrwi riptide #gillion tidestrider #cw flashing lights #LOOORRD OF LIGHTNING SAAAAVE ME!!!! #RAAAHHHH I LOVETHIS SONG SO FUCKIN MUCH AND I LOVE GILLION SO FUCKIN MUCH RAAHHHH!! RAAHHHH!!! #BUT YES YES I HAD LIKE A WHOLE OTHER HALF TO THIS SKETCHED OUT BUT IT WONT FINISH COOKIN FOR A MILLION YEAARS!!!! #MAYBE SOMEDAY..... #ANYWAY. this is my first time actually syncing audio to my animations. normally i domnt know howww. #i animated it all in fire alpaca AND THEN i mixed everything in a pirated movie maker. it kinda uh. sucks. but its WHAT I GOT BAYBE!! #i relaly like how i animate swishy hair... i was inspird by eris from sinbad. i can only HOPE i got on that level w the watery flowyness #LIUGHTNING IS HARD TO ANIMATE TOO. I WATCHED ALOTTA VIDEOS ABSORBED MINIMAL TUTORIALS AND UHH I THINK I DID OKAY!! #better than bad!!! but i can still do better. eventually. ugh. FLASHING LIGHTS TOO HUH? U LIKE ANIMATINGB FLASHING LIGHT? #U LIKE MAKING THE BLACK N WHITE FLICKER RLY FAST UNTIL UR EYES BLEED OUT UR SKULL?? YEAAAHH YOU DO!!! #im also vry proud o the title cards i made at the beginning teheheheh. dependign on where riptide goes i MIGHT change it #BUT HEY THEORY TIME? I HOPE ONE OF THE GODDESSES COMES DOWN TO PILOT GILLIONS BODY SO THEY CAN BEAT THE FUCK OUT O THE OTHER GODDESS #WHO IS ALSO IN SOMEONE ELSES MORTAL BODY. GODS COMING DOWN TO WREAK HAVOC OVER PETTY DISAGREEMENTS OOOGH HOW FUN!! #GOOD ON YOU CHAMPION!! YOUR VESSEL HAS BEEN TRAINED TO BE STRONG AND HARDY. PERFECT FOR CHANNELING DIVINE ENERGY. #OHHHH WHAT A PERFECT WEAPON YOU ARE. NOW GO AND IMMANENTIZE A WATERY ESCHATON #PARAGON OF OCEANS WRATH I WANT TO SEE YOU DROWN THE LAND. DESTROY!!! EAT!!! BURN!!! RAAAGHH I NEED GILLION TO GET MORE POWER!!!! #ALSO in other news i uh. actually posted this onto twitter forever ago but forgot to post it here bc i can only post it from pc and BABY!! #IM NOT ON THE COMPUTER OFTEN! NOT ANYMORE!! NOT ANYMOREE!!! IM FREE BAYBE!! i used to be so miserable. sometimes i think abt that. #ANYWAY. pls enjoy. just this much took so long. i love makin the lil guys move.... ouh.... hava good day if u get the chance to.

[rainymoodlet]

let's try this again, shall we? 🌹 (ft. a ft call with nova york)

#ts4 #ts4 bachelor challenge #ts4 screenshots #ts4 edit #simblr #sim: daniel #aka this is one of my unofficial tv guide posts reintroducing my content lolol #i dedicated the time and look!! it actually came out looking as i'd hoped!! #i can't wait to give daniel a voice and let you guys into his life #he's just as ashamed of this retry as me okay lmfaooo #also @sammyshuno look!!! #nova was the first person dan called after he landed (besides from his mom of course) #welcome dan to your first seconds of existence in sim world!! #get posed like a doll you dweeb #;kmik

[catboyfurina]

Idk what precisely to call it since honorifics aren't Pronouns but vertin using she/her while routinely being addressed as Lord, sir, etc is soooooooo 🥰 it's like mixed pronouns but not.

#beeep #i love reverse 1999 #like shes not a he him lesbian but like yknow !!! #theres not a quick and easy shortcut for it but shes definitely sapphic and im leaning more lesbian hc than bi tbh !!!! #(which btw bi women can also be gnc and use he him in a wlw way) #(i just think vertin lesbian) #(but i KNOW shes sapphic) #AND HOW SHES USUALLY a my lord SPECIFICALLY when addressed by the girl so down bad for her???? gay as fuck #<- this isnt spoilers bc all the women wont her #well okay thats not precisely true. but a great deal of them do #anyway. i just hope that it isnt a translation error bc goes crazy ahhhh #shes a gentleman..... #and also i think vertin needs to meet a guy who isnt evil bc (possibly nb) lesbian and trans guy bestie duo is one of my favorite tropes #but so far she only interacts with evil people and or girls that wont her 😔😔😔 #which is so valid but also 😔😔😔 vertin u need platonic friends too. friends that arent desperately hoping you will push them out of danger #and land on top of them and gaze into their eyes #(or just hoping to make out) #(there are both types of wonts her in this game) #(along with a secret third kind) #anyway #rhvjvdjgdjvbjdbkrbkdjb vertin #i have to. be a person. i have to be a person but instead my brain is just full of WOW GAME !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #anyway vertin has like. fancy oldtimey gentleman gnc going on #not so gnc by modern standards that it would make Certain People mad but enough that it is making Me very happy #and i just !!!!! cannot get over how genius it is to combine sheher pronouns with traditionally masculine terms of address!!!!!!! #shes so gender. not my gender but she has so much gender #i love vertin and i love regulus and i love druvis and i love the fool and i love tooth fairy who isnt out yet but i saw her in that one vid #eo #i was expecting to play this so casually like stick it on my phone and then i can do it while waiting for class when im there a few minutes #early but i do Not feel casual about this at all!!!!!!!!!!!! <- i think i got hyperfixated lads

[penwrythe]

Learning how to be comfortable with being uncomfortable is important. I'm genuinely not okay when I hear, see, and research more about the genocide happening in Gaza, the history of Israel's founding, and its terroristic actions. It is important for me to know.

Taking short breaks (usually a couple of hours or so) does help when things get too much. Then, I return and continue engaging with reblogs on Palestine.

I really don't know what else to say, but this genocide must end. All genocides must end and must never happen again. Keep talking about Palestine, Armenia, Congo, and Sudan! Keep protesting! Keep fighting!

What is important now is to be as loud as you can be! Raise ruckus! Make your voice unavoidable! Be as annoying as possible! Do not let your representatives ignore this!

#// vent #// vent in tags #also eat butt biden you piece of shit I hope you don't get elected #no possibility of a ceasefire my ass WHAT THE HELL IS FUCKING STOPPING YOU FROM CALLING A CEASEFIRE #HOSPITALS SCHOOLS AND PLACES OF WORSHIP WERE BOMBED #YOU HAVE THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE PROTESTING AROUND THE WORLD AND FROM THIS COUNTRY DO YOU NOT FUCKING HEAR THEM #Jewish protesters were arrested too; how does their protesting against Israel warrant arrest?? #Some of them were also doxxed and harassed but they protesting is bad somehow okay I have serious questions about this #they do not want this at all; why are we arresting them?? #what are we fucking doing? Denying someone's right to freedom of protest. Freedom of speech. For saying stop killing people. #god forbid the marginalized rise up and raise our voices once we understand what happened to us and what will happen to others #we all stand together we will see a better world; a world we finally be free #but that means the US needs to really take a bit of time to really realize it's own history and learn from it for once #how the hell I got here? What happened to my people? I read the stories of slaves who barely survived the boats on the way here #....annnd I remember that some history books in the South omit that part. What's up with that? #And the Native Genocide here too? The broken promises the US made to steal more land and kill more people #Why this keeps repeating??? #palestine #tw colonialism #genocide

[evocatiive]

@fadinglights sent: 13) one muse is sporting injuries,  the other takes a hold of their face and demands to know who did it so they can take revenge. ( minki & hana )

"Who did this to you?" The ice in his veins has boiled into a hot anger at the sight of her injuries. His stride isn't as graceful as it usually is, long legs bridging the distance between them in a hurry as Minki assesses every visible scratch on her. "Tell me," he grits out the demand, a calloused hand curling around her chin to tip her face up for further, close-up inspection, dark eyes searching. As soon as he has a name, he will concoct a plan to snuff out their life personally. Their death would not come swiftly either. He would ensure that it was slow and torturous as punishment for putting their hands on her.

#thread / minki #thread / minki & hana #fadinglights #look i was just as indecisive!! #each scenario sounded TOO GOOD #but i landed on this one and hope it's okay hehehe <3 #whether this is related to his assignment for her or not is up to you!

[w-artie]

I mean the tweets probably mean nothing but... what if... what if they are considering it? what if they want to test the waters? what if they are waiting until christmas eve to announce something? what if they are building up hype for that? what if it's a sequel with all the cast participating? what if it's the sixth season we all are waiting for? what if we were actually waiting for something all this time and we simply didn't know about it?

#bbc merlin #im a delulu person living in delulu land #but WHAT IF #I mean of course as long as it isn't some kind of bullshit as the teen wolf movie #in that case i'm fine thank you very much i dont want it #im writing this after the last tweet about the best moments of the show btw #why are they playing with my emotion like this i was okay last week #merlin bbc #arthur pendragon #merlin emrys #don't do it #don't give me hope #ups wrong fandom

[silksworn]

[ cut in ] you look lovely in that dress, by the way.

Consider the dessert fork. A small, unassuming bit of silverware left unattended on several tables that the servants have not gotten to cleaning yet. Iraestra spots one temptingly close out of the corner of her eye. How much damage could she do to the soft of a throat with one? A tongue? An eye?

Longing consumes her utterly; if she could only steer her partner and herself a little closer, she might be able to reach behind her back and seize hold of one...

"...why, the value of electrum decreases by the day! Wars are disastrous for commerce, don't you know? Terrible, terrible business." The lord continues braying like a mule, quite unaware of Iraestra's disinterest, or how murderously her thoughts stray. This is their third turn around the room and she fears that with another she will quite thoroughly prove just how bloodthirsty her people can be. "Not that a lady as lovely as you need worry her head about such things."

Iraestra stiffens with the suddenness of her rage. She stops dancing entirely, making the inept little man stumble over his own feet. Lord or no, his flayed hide will be hers. Let her make a proper drow celebration of this ball.

"Vith'rell," she seethes, stepping dangerously close to her former dance partner. Her hand itches for a dessert fork. "Do you even comprehend with whom you speak? I am not one of your surface women to order around like a dog -"

"Lord Morely. You wouldn't mind overmuch if I were to steal your partner away, would you?" A familiar voice drawls. Though worded as a question, it is more a statement. Enver. He places himself quite thoroughly between the two of them, the only object shielding the cowering lord from her wrath.

The lord remains much too stunned to reply. Enver does not wait for such anyhow, placing a hand on Iraestra's lower back to guide her away. He murmurs the next words for her ears only. "That imbecile only spoke the truth once this entire evening. You do look lovely in that dress."

Iraestra scowls grandly. "I would have it so he never wagged his tongue again, compliments or not. Where have you been?" Watching, no doubt, for the perfect moment to make himself known.

dance magic dance ! / @fatewoven

#i'm sorry you sent this in and i had to IMMEDIATELY respond #my legal obligation and i am nothing if not a law abiding citizen #iraestra: were it not for the laws of this land and me attempting to play nice with all your little surface lords for Information Gathering #i would have ritually slaughtered this man #pokes fingers together UHHH I HOPE THIS IS OKAY??? #if not i go scurry away #fatewoven

[astarab1aze]

starter / @vulpesse

A new face in a place it didn't belong. Too pretty.

To be fair, the Strychnine Theater wasn't much of a place for anyone else either, littered with garbage and the residue of crimes so flagrantly committed. Bastards gutting addicts, the sickly and forgotten dying in the halls, the whipcracks of elemental magic cratering already crumbling walls, new and old bloodstains scuffing up blackstone and aged linoleum, drug dealers slinging their merch, men and women alike selling themselves for even a chance at putting food on the table-- It was a train wreck so front-and-center, anyone new to the place would never be able to pick out gothic architecture and grander design that once was elegant and beautiful, clean and proper. Days long past anyway, to be sure, but a shame that so lofty a house would become a ruin infested with the uglyness the underground had to offer - there was more than just a shoddy list of what was happening right then, in that particular moment. It was a slow day in the first place - typical of a Tuesday.

He had his eyes trained on her, however, though it wasn't out of concern for her safety. Rather, amusement, entertained by the hardness of her brow and the curiosity flashing in her gaze; She was obvious, but she put on a certain air - either she was foolish and didn't know what she was getting herself into, or she had a bag of tricks and the power to back it all up. Odds were on the latter, such confidence in her step. It was only a matter of time before some lesser creature approached her, challenged her, harassed her; This place wasn't known for its mercy, let alone toward women, and while he was unprincipled and wildfire in shifter form, that was abhorrent enough on its own - enough to pry him from his seat at the table, draw away from a deal already made and make a bee-line straight for her before anyone else ever had a chance. A nuisance, or a good boy? He chuckled-

-warmly, on his apprach, hands kept visible, body language open and friendly. This ought to be strange to her in a place like this, but she wouldn't find any other friendly faces here. He stood tall, squared his shoulders, tilting his head at her as a suggestion - Come sit wit me, miss ma'am, or someone worse's gonna invade yer space. A knowing enough look, an invitation.

#☿ || Threads. #♞ // Main Verse. #vulpesse #crime / #/ i hope this is okay #/ i just thought it would be interesting for ahri to see the shittier parts of nightfolk land with loux #/ where she gets to see the fun sweet parts with fuu :> #/ if you need me to change it let me know !

[respondedinkind]

@tangleweave plotted starter

It hurts. That's the first thought that pops up inside a mind that's blank otherwise. There's nothing happening; Vast darkness surrounding a point of existence that has neither legs nor arms, perhaps not even a mouth or a pair of eyes.

But by god, does it hurt.

Ka'anh - that's his name, right? - has gone through a lot during his life. He has experienced pain on a daily basis, he knows how to handle it, he knows how to endure the suffering that comes with each and every single wave of it.

And yet, he thinks that this pain he experiences is... more severe. It's different. It's perhaps the worst he's felt yet, and something inside the darkness he resides within tells him that this pain brings a fatal ending to a written story.

Maybe it does. Maybe that's how it will end, he thinks to himself.

How did it start, though?

He tries to remember. The darkness shifts a bit, but remains close, lingering on top of him like a heavy blanket. He remembers sounds, pictures; Kill him, they've said. End him, he's not worth it.

He'd been afraid, he remembers that as well. Had made a decision, had finally figured out how bad things truly were and that this moment, this second, would decide about his fate. Was Ka'anh supposed to die, or would he continue to life? It had been his decision to make; He didn't want to die without putting up a fight.

He was made to fight, so he did precisely that: He fought.

And, somehow, he'd managed to free himself. He remembers the pain shooting through his back, literally so, as bullets made of plasma cut through his tissue and sensitive nerve-endings; He remembers how he gasped for air as he broke a living being's sternum with the weight of his own body, the pressure of a heavy boot. He remembers how he ripped a weapon out of another one's grasp and smashed the butt of it against a face, teeth and bones shattering, sending blood flying through the air.

Ka'anh remembers that he's made it; In the end, he's stayed alive, despite his injuries. He's fled, and he's captured a shuttle to fly into space with.

But now he's here. Somehow, he's somewhere else, he assumes; The darkness around him wobbles and begins to fade, and he realizes he's still very much made of legs and arms, and all four hurt. One hurts the most - his left leg, and he isn't sure whether he can even move any of them to begin with.

Open your eyes, something tells him. Open your eyes and take a look, free yourself from the nothingness, assess the damage and go on!Fight, you have been made to do that, after all. Fight, continue to work your way up and out. Fight, because you won't die without putting up one.

Ka'anh fights and opens his eyes, which he still possesses, thank god. Colors start to appear, a brightness that's much too intense and makes him groan from between a set of clenched teeth; His sense of smell returns, at least somewhat, and the scent that floods his nostrils is made of copper, burned flesh and molten metal.

He's in so much pain - so, so much. Squeezing his eyes shut once again, he grunts, huffing out a breath before taking in another; His lungs rattle as he does. An internal injury, most likely one or two broken ribs that have stabbed his lungs and fill them with blood. He tries to focus but his head is swimming, and he wonders if he's suffering from a serious brain-injury.

It would make sense, he realizes: he's crash-landed his shuttle onto another planet.

Yes, he remembers. The... thing that had appeared in the vastness of space, like a tear forming in reality, sucking him in, causing his vessel to malfunction, to be thrown toward another planet he's never seen before---

Ka'anh moans out as his head keeps pounding in sync with his heartbeat; It feels like as if it gets stabbed, over and over again. Tears flow freely from the corners of his eyes - or is it blood? he doesn't know - and as much as he tries, he just can't get up. He turns his head, blinks his eyes open, but - once again - just spots blurry colors, a brightness surrounding him that's too much to take, so he closes them.

He lies on his stomach, on what must be dirt, and he can feel something brush along his form - wind, perhaps. Most sounds he can listen to are muffled, including his own pathetic groans and grunts, but he thinks he can hear a fire burning somewhere to his right.

Must be his shuttle, destroyed and in flames, he thinks.

He needs to get up. He needs to... somehow... he has to...

#tangleweave #Verse -> MCU #tw injury mention #(I know this is... kind of vague. I hope this is okay still? Feel free to let me know if you need anything changed please!) #(so his shuttle basically crash landed on earth. and yeah. that's all that happened and what people would have seen probably) #(if anyone has seen it) #(-clears throat- as said if you need anything more or anything else please tell me!)

[luna-mistrunner]

additionally I’ve always been all about landback and such movements. I think that it’s very clear that an imperialist state like the US or Israel “granting sovereignty” to an indigenous population and forcing them to move into allotted slots of land is inherently a process created to legally and politely attempt to wipe them from the world or minimize them to the point that their resistance is negligible. It makes it so that if there is resistance involving any form of force, they can do things like declare war and further press their spear of ethnic cleansing.

It’s malicious. It’s horrible. It’s something they create to sanitize the injustice they’re committing and rig the game in their favor, give themselves legality to continue committing atrocities. There are many such cases as this and ALL of them are bad.

A two state solution does NOT work. This option is almost completely analogous to punitive imprisonment most of the time. I think that most of my followers know I think this but I have gotten more followers over the years and I don’t know how many of you clearly understand how I feel in general

#luna.txt #note: I’m not indigenous in the US #but I am Okinawan and I know that imperial entities worked swiftly to destroy the Okinawan identity and language #I’m also Korean and they tried to do that too #The occupying US forces have bases in all three of those locations #and I was born on the island of Oahu 6th generation #my grandma remembers when hawai‘i was not a part of the US #and was instead it’s own sovereign nation #the US annexed Hawai‘i #tourism is a mechanism of the setter colonial method #they destroy the land #colonize it with their temporary lodgings #disrespect the local people #etcetera #many such cases #you understand. I hope #I could go on but it’s not my place really #I am leering at you if you reblog this but you may #there are some people I’m more okay with reblogging this than others

[madamescarlette]

Absolutely wild how much more meaningful and warm and kind and gentle life becomes when there are people you love in it!

#thinking out loud #it's just you know. life is a lot in all augusts/septembers and i am doing my best little jog to keep up with it all #you know that quote from la la land? i'll let life hit me till it's tired then i'll hit back; it's a classic rope-a-dope! #but i'm still just buzzing from a meeting with my team and then afterwards going to my friend's match #life is bigger and better and brighter and kinder when you're walking towards somebody who'll grin at the sight of you!! #i just have to take a step back sometimes and remember that it's all going to be okay #there's a joy and a comfort and grace to being known! truly it is what makes life bearable i think #this is not really a post that says much of anything it is just filled with love #hello tumblr i hope you're doing well out there tonight <3 <3

[lunaetis]

▸▸ [ @avaere || dr. ratio & yinyue || starter call ]

─「银月」─  absorbing echoes of beings she had never seen before was DIFFERENT from any experience she had with the tacet discords. some of them were orderly, some were completely empty as though having no recollection of its own existence and identity, while some were ... complex and complicated. as the echo was absorbed into her, ray of gold lining up her frame and eyes flashed bright amber for a moment, yinyue felt like she saw ... a glimpse of a GAZE. beings that shone brightly at the very end of the universe and the dripping aureate from what she didn't understand.

                " ugh ... " words, echoes, thoughts, noises. they all blurred together as she staggered back, only realizing just at that moment how she wasn't alone. a tall frame of someone stood there in utter silence. how long had he been there ? how much did he see ? the residue impact of absorbing foreign echoes made her head ring, and her fingers clutched at her temple, gaze squinting cautiously. he ... didn't exude any hostility unlike the beings she had fought and absorbed earlier. he was simply ... watching ? observing ?

                " ... would it be too much to ask for you to keep it a secret ? what you just saw, that is. "

#avaere #.ignition #.[ yinyue | rover ] #.[ yinyue.verse: trail of the stars: honkai star rail ] #[ slides this over to you #i kid you not the randomizer landed on wriothesley as first & i was like #yeah that man needs a break from my muses after eden HJKLKHJKL #ratio was next on the list so i went with him ! #i thought it'd be interesting for him to stumble upon yinyue's ability as vessel of sound #and see her absorbing an echo of an antimatter legion #fOR SCIENCE #HOPE THIS IS OKAY AVEN #IF YOU NEED ME TO CHANGE ANYTHING JUST LEMME KNOW !! ]

[arthur-r]

i have a 9 hour commute ahead of me…. send album recommendations??

#i’m so stupid i’m so stupid. i live five hours away i’m on the stupidest bus route imaginable #but it’s fine. it’s fine!!!! i will be fine. bus comes in an hour i’m gonna get dressed and try and catch some breakfast before it’s time #but yeah i have nine hours to fill (one hour will be in the city that i’m DRIVING THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION OF HOME TO so at least i can eat) #anyway this is gonna really be something. but it’s fine everything is fine. and i have two books to read. and earbuds that nearly function #okay. alright time to actually get up and start moving. wish me luck i’ll be vaguely around all day #(landing home at 7pm central though and will be busy from then forward) #hope everyone is doing well let me know if you need anything!!!! #me. my post. mine. #delete later