#i am unmade

[vi-v-iv]

how am i supposed to live my life normally when “so, who’s the girl” “there is no girl” “i know” is burned into the back of my eyelids

#tlou hbo #the last of us episode 3 #the last of us #NIEL DRUCKMANN YOU SICK FUCK #YOU BEAUTIFUL ARTIST #YOU TOO PETER HOAR (dir. of this episode) #Linda Rondstat you know what you too #I AM UNMADE #I’m really so excited to see good queer love stories on screen tho #i was thinking also after drying my face and rehydrating #i would not count this as bury your gays bc they lived full lives and also ELLIE is still there so it’s not like all the gay ppl died #it’s truly one of the best pieces of short fiction masquerading as a tv episode that i’ve absorbed in a long long time

[dark-elf-writes]

I decided to rewrite and expand on some things :))

The child found connection with his team, but did not realize they were pack too until they were all dead and gone. It was with broken heart and severed bonds that the boy disappeared into the ranks of tamed men behind the mask of a hound. Behind the mask of a domesticated creature used for the sake of one man.

But the Hatake, wild as they were, could not be kept forever. Fangs could not be dulled nor senses diminished, even as they were hidden behind one mask after another. The Hatake were deep forests, crackling storms, live steel, bared teeth, and pack. Not leashes, collars, and commands.

But the boy had lost his pack young, and his remaining clan even younger. He felt the thrum of the wild in his blood and the crackle in his veins, yet he knew not what it meant. Never understood why his body urged him to be still and crouch low to the ground before a pounce. Why his lip drew back in a snarl before he could stop it or why his hands curled into claws before ever reaching for a kunai.

It’s probably just his ninken, he thought. Their habits rubbing off on him after so long spent with them. He ignores how the instincts never felt foreign to him. How they were always there, ingrained to the bone, even before his father died. He ignores that and trains himself to respond normally, like a ninja not a dog. He trains himself until it’s all he knows.

At least that’s how it is until he’s in a fight with three kids to protect. Three kids that managed to burrow themselves into his heart and make him feel something he hasn’t in a long time. So it’s against clawed hands and barred teeth that the enemies fall with blood pooling beneath them.

Kakashi turns to his team, his pack, expecting horror at what the massacre they witnessed. But instead of fear, he sees awe. He smells their feelings of relief and safety saturate the air, quickly replacing the potent scent of blood.

With three pups crowded around him, one yipping questions as he bounces on his feet and the other two asking for more training, Kakashi feels contentment curl deep in his chest. They were his now and clearly they thought much the same about him.

Kakashi showing more and more of his instincts as he gets more comfortable with his pups. The pups picking up some of his mannerisms (well two do them. Naruto has a bit too much fox on him to ever be a wolf in truth but he is pack all the same.) kakashi building a pack that’s him and three kid, small but loyal and all more than a little wolf.

#the elf talks #Naruto #kissing you on the mouth #this is beautiful okay #I am unmade #I love it

[summernnightss]

i want collab with starira in bandori please... (i will go insane over yukina as claudine)

#bandori art #bandori #kasumi toyama #yukina minato #i am absolutely normal about kasumi's costume it changed my life cleared my skin unmade my parents divorce and made me want to live again #starira #shoujo kageki revue starlight

[britneyshakespeare]

He's a 10 but he doesn't foam at the mouth when reading alliterative Old and Middle English literature

#in other words he's not a 10 #RED FUCKING FLAG #text post #beowulf #sir gawain and the green knight #i just started skimming through my book i ordered a few weeks ago of medieval mystery plays #oxford world classics in modern spelling printed in 1995 #i saw I AM GRACIOUS AND GREAT GOD WITHOUT BEGINNING #I AM MAKER UNMADE ALL MIGHT IS IN ME #I AM LIFE AND WAY UNTO WEALTH-WINNING #I AM FOREMOST AND FIRST AS I BID SHALL IT BE #BITCH!!!!! SHUT THE FUCK UP #MY BLESSING OF BLEE SHALL BE BLENDING!!!! AND HIELDING FROM HARM TO BE HIDING!!!!! #MY BODY IN BLISS AY ABIDING UNENDING WITHOUT ANY ENDING!!!!!! #GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE IM GONNA LOSE MY MIND #i had to put the book down i got too excited but then i started writing those tags again so i opened the passage #my mind and body know no peace so long as that slaps so fucking hard

[starsandlightning]

I know we all talk about their naked-man conversation in the coffeeshop as a “heeheehoohoo jealous Crowley is jealous” which is entirely deserved, but also can we talk about the bit after that, when he goes: “something is wrong. can you tell me what is wrong and how I can help” because.

#this scene unmade me and built me anew #what the hell #it was so sweet and thoughtful #and he didn’t even have to think about it #that was his automatic response #I am dead and gone #good omens s2 spoilers #renew good omens #good omens #good omens s2 #good omens s1 #aziraphale #crowley #aziracrow #crowly x aziraphale

[catkin-morgs-kookaburralover]

friendly reminder that self harm is lying to you

#the worst is when it promises you'll feel better and then you simply. do not. you feel worse and then you want to harm again bc surely that #will make you feel better right? THAT WOULD BE A NO. IT DOES NOT. #anyway today i went to spotlight cause i was sad cause i got the result for my 35% assignment i really struggled with. 32.5%. failure. #and at spotlight i made the foolish error of buying without knowing price. but like who makes a book a normal softcover crochet pattern boo #$55?! anyway it's a lovely book and am excited to try a few of teh patterns but the guilt is eating me alive #and also im super stressed about the assignment i have to turn in on thursday and haven't started #anyway i was literally four and a half hours away from being seven days clean #and i am just so sad right now #and i reopened one of the scars on my wrist too while on shift this morning so that's fun #not badly but it's just gonna mean it scars even more isn't it because of course #i was feeling incredibly awful for some reason i can't even remember and i kinda clawed up my arms. and no i don't count that as #breaking my streak bc it didn't cause much damage #i just. placement is so wonderful but life is so so hard #i don't know i want a hug and the assignment done and everything bad unmade #and the scars i have to look at every day on placement gone. #i want to talk to s but i haven't responded to her last message and i don't know how to respond but i need to respond to that #:(( #honestly actually i think i want to talk to aunty. friend's mum. in person. and get a hug. i want a hug. #im just. So Sad. and i want my brother and Ransom and this is not helpinga nd i don't know what would if anything

[grassbreads]

Rusty Quill Gaming episode 174 is a war crime

#WILDE!!!!!!!! #I respect his craft but good lord Alexander J Newall is the biggest fucking monster I've ever encountered #am I joking? #who's to say #I mean I am but. #I'm in mourning #and the Kobolds!!!!! #Wilde was getting better!!!! #he threw a party for the shik and built a bar #and it can't even be his parting gift to them because the magic unmade it #what the FUCK #WILDE!!!! #takes fucking guts for a man to kill an NPC that's been with the show for like 150 episodes #gotta fucking give him that #hot damn. #what the fuck. #invasion of the frogs #rusty quill gaming #rqg 174 #rqg spoilers #rqg

[mxwhore]

mutuals. please kick my ass

#i have to STUDY but i am stuck in the tumblr on an unmade bed

[pencilofawesomeness]

I'm not even surprised.

I think I mentioned this one to you guys in the server before, but yeah I got inspired by a bunch of prompts and decided to go ham and give Natsu a real existential E.N.D. realization via Kyoka trying to mold him into their collective expectation of him, which is not, obviously, what Natsu really is. (Because you can't tell me that Zeref made a demon who could enhance and alter people without making a Super Demon Soldier *cough Natsu cough* in mind.)

Anyway it's working real title is Unmade and the goal is bully Natsu and make him question everything and challenge his autonomy as a human being until the gang gets him out, via Gray using his demon slayer magic for some demon saving.

I was in the mood for Violence and some real dark stuff when I made the concept. It's not a super active as a wip but I am still thinking about it.

Wrote a little too. Here's a snippet from the beginning, at the start of breaking this poor boi

The last thing he remembered was just going out to buy food for dinner. In Magnolia. Where all of his friends were, so really, it didn’t make sense for this to happen. Whatever…this was. Crazy stuff didn’t happen on lazy days when it was just him and Happy at home, keeping away from the on-and-off rain. But, this did happen, and now Natsu had to consider that if something bad happened to him in Magnolia, then something bad happened to all of Magnolia and all of the guild, and that was, well, very bad. Or it was just him, and buying food was simply the last thing he remembered. After all, he was alone in the cell. Very alone. Not even the sicko who put him in there was showing up—even after numerous attempts on Natsu’s part to call them out. It was hella’ annoying, really. (And a little unnerving.) “What do you want from me?!” he shouted for the umpteenth time, his voice finally starting to get raw from it. More silence.

#wip meme #ask game #phoenix-before-the-flame #natsu whump fic #unmade #i started writing it for whumpril and then got busy so I never committed #but I still wanna use the prompts #i was just in the mood for a dark af character study of how far until I break him #natsu is a stubborn guy I don't think that the mere knowledge of him being a demon #is enough to make him go crazy like in alverez #not when Natsu doesn't really care what he is #moreso who he is #no no I am going to rub it in #sprinkle a little body horror and lots of dehumanization #make him really question things by the end of it #this is also gonna feature a lot of gray having to Figure Things out

[voidedgear]

:) (threateningly)

ASK OBTAINED

You know I was gonna make an icon of Vanitas’ smile from that scene and then just reply this with that and nothing else but when I woke up I completely forgot and went off to crop KH3 cutscenes for Jade before work instead and only remembered this ask now that I’m at work again and I thought about waiting to do it when I got home from work but then like maybe it’s been too long maybe I’m out of time what if the joke won’t be funny because I’m slow as a snail or maybe I’m putting too much thought—

#AND NOW IM AT WORK AND THE RADIO IS CONDTSNTLY GOING OFF WHILE I WRITE THIS AND MY MADNESS IS SPIRALLING THIS SINGLE ASK HAS BROKEN ME #I am completely unmade by a single threatening :) #ooc; #nix’s descent to madness via a single ask in the ask box #btw this is mostly over dramatic on purpose cuz I thought it would be funny JDBDBDBSB

[footnoteinhistory]

In a frantic anxious frenzy yesterday I bought some magazines off eBay and this is by far the one I am most excited to get. You cannot understand how much I am looking forward to seeing this in high-resolution

#the unmade hotel bed? the semi-facing-the-wall pose? his evident and familiar discomfort? #oh I am going to bully him so bad. sorry phil you will never hear the end of this one #(​I also unironically think it’s sooooooo hot my mind is running circles around that track. but before anything else I will laugh at him)

[werebearteeth]

Where are the masc/butch female preds. If you have some please show me bc I’m starving for content.

#v0re blog #vore artist #vore mention #vore talk #my sonas + an unmade giant clown oc are all butch #I just wanna see cool masculine women EAT PEOPLE OK CMON………. #My oc Jonah is masc and I might use her for vore content if I am so inspired

[musclesandspells]

Closed Starter : @fitzjxmes

It was not made to hunt men.

It had not always been twisted into the shape of a bear. There had been a time before, when it had been cradled close and had life breathed into it by a mother it would never know again.

It was not made to hunt men.

It had been made to wage a war that had ended before anything held the shape and breath of humanity. Its defeat had brought it to the form it occupied now and the space that it was trapped within. It felt the draw to go back to the water, to slip down into the depth and seek out the one who first breathed it to life with fang and claw... but it was bound now. There were claims made to it, spears that were invisible to the eyes of even those who had crafted them sunk deep into its flesh and preventing it from going down into the deep.

Sometimes, it would act like the bear it had been shaped into -- grabbing hold of the seals and squealing beluga that emerged from the depths of the water like grasping fingers. Eating them did not sate its hunger, nor its need to get back to the one that created it. Even if they, too, had been shaped by her.

The people who called the North home, who carved echoes of its form into the bone amulets they carried, knew it for the shape of death that it was. They avoided the lands that it walked on. There was no need to go there, to walk where the ice snapped throughout the night and sang its name. There were few left in the world who knew how to talk to it in that language of silence and cold. Those that could, could walk alongside it. They understood it to be another aspect of their world. That it could give just as easily as it could take.

These men lacked any understanding of the world they found themselves in and so they had unknowingly called it to them. Initially, it had watched. Their ships were a forest, different trees pulled down and shaped around them -- masts standing like the tallest of them. Metal had been pulled from the Earth and bent to their will. Coal burned in the bellies of the things, pushing them forward through the ice until it finally closed its fist around them. It watched them move back and forth between their ships and the gravel shore, dark figures silhouetted against the snow.

It followed them, whenever they slipped through the fingers of the ice. There was the possibility they would not remain, that they would move on from this place. It stood with the people that bound it beyond the confines of its shape, kept it from delving further into the world of spirits, and watched. It watched. It waited.

It smelled the blood of death and heard the indignity of the man they pushed down into the ice as if his life had been as meaningless as the death they gave him. Every touch upon his body had felt like a touch upon its own, a pull at the invisible barb under its skin that bound it to the man.

Now, it was following them as they abandoned their ships. It was not alone as it wandered in spirit in their wake. Death and madness stalked beside it, though the men were just as oblivious to their inevitability as they were to it. They spoke to the men in the spaces between their thoughts, making themselves known in languages that every living thing understood. They were coming. They were inevitable. One just didn't know when and where.

The men were setting up a camp for themselves when it again shaped its name around itself and settled into the skin that walked the same world they did. It stretched itself within that skin, neck extending up towards the sky as it closed its eyes. It felt good, to stretch muscle and bone beneath that skin.

Back in its skin, it breathed in the cold air and let out a sound like the ice cracking against itself. There was a small group of men, stood aside from the others, that were closest to it as it pushed itself up onto its legs.

It was not a beast. It was not a man, either... but it could walk like them.

#fitzjxmes #Thread: Unmade #I am so sorry for the length of this there is NO NEED to match length #enjoy the boy #Thread #RP response #RP #saving the dash from myself #queue #the terror rp

[commanderfloppy]

Finally upgraded my EU account so I can do things now!

Made a guy to gear to be my healbrand for any later game content I wanna do

(Ignore how bad these screens are I didn't have time to take good ones)

His name is Dott and he is a HUGE NERD

#gw2 #WATCH OUT EU I AM COMING FOR YOU O_O #He is my little history nerd #but not really little because he's fukin big for an asura and unintentionally scares everyone with his resting bitch face #He's probably classmates with that unmade revenant asura I have (who still needs a name)

[thetimelordbatgirl]

The Sarah Jane Companion magazines arrived and...yeah, I got thoughts on some of the unmade episodes/the ideas, but its cool to see the info we get in the magazines. 

#i am gonna be clear: knew about the unmade episodes prior at least #aka the S5 ones #just not the full details of them #and...yeah still dont really like the ideas for battle for bannerman road #sky being trickster's child is still such a 180 idea #let alone wanting to blow up bannerman road??? #granted they do say in magazine they were uncertain where to take the ending of S5 #aka if sarah should stay or go to the countryside #and one reason they would have kept sarah in bannerman road would have been if luke came back full time #but like why blow up bannerman road what #and still not a huge fan of nightmare man episode not sorry lol #like S4 is just a mixed bag for me #tho finding out they intended to make clani canon #but now you got the audio books doing THIS shit with clani is just #why

[luciusspriggss]

i bring a certain charm of mismatched clothes and autistic whimsy to the local diner that conservatives find enchanting and confusing

#i am also wearing a green hoodie #featuring dude in the corner and my unmade futon #dude the dog