#im not sorry.

[elizakai]

horrordust nation where you at (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

#utmv #IM NOT SORRY. #undertale #ut au #bad sanses #horrordust #horror sans #dust sans #murder sans #horrortale #dusttale #sans #sans ships #sans aus #horror x dust #i’m being self indulgent #whenever i have artblock i only wanna draw skele men in shitty skirts #traditional scribbles #my art #HORRORDUST NATION WHERE YOU AT😭 #is dust just cross dressing. is dust trans. did dust lose a bet #idfk you tell me

[omitea]

𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄

gojo satoru loves placing kisses anywhere his lips could reach. your forehead, your cheeks, your adorable nose. sometimes on your back when he’s trying to crush you or on your neck when he’s feeling all sappy. but the best part, are your lips.

your lips that still has that tingling taste of the mint toothpaste you used in the morning, your lips that form the quiet sentences of “i love you’s” . but most importantly the feeling of home. the very own home that you’ve built over the amazing years you’ve spent together. where all the memories resides. the soft feeling of your lips against his, smiling during the kiss.

you often grazed your fingers on the skin he used to kiss— trying to relive the moments after those were his last.

©𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐀. please refrain from stealing my works !

#—sinnie posts ♡ #☆ —jjk! #is this still fluff? oh well #im not sorry. #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen angst #jjk angst #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk fluff #gojo satoru #gojo satoru angst #gojo angst #gojo satoru fluff #gojo fluff #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader

[confusedgeckotree]

.i would just like to point out to mechs fans that they gave this furbot a morality switch. because i think its funny.

#drumbot brian #the mechs #the mechanisms #im so sorry. im so sorry. #im not sorry. #furby #Youtube

[ivipl1]

Hi

#ivi arts #rtdldx spoilers #rtdldx #mistleteinn #master crown #kirby's return to dreamland deluxe #kirby #magolor #im not sorry.

[abignonne]

ella sabía que él sabía que algún día pasaría que vendría a buscarla con sus flores amarillas

#aipomu #aiyumu #ai miyashita #ayumu uehara #love live #nijigasaki #nijigasaki school idol club #nijigaku #love live nijigasaki #fanart #non hispanic followers this is awkward #but basically its a song from a telenovela #im not sorry.

[httpshujii]

i have come here today to say. that my type are men that commit crimes and that have dark (long) hair and either have piercings, tattoos, or tired eyes. or all of them. because...they're better than nice guys im sry.

#im not sorry. #but whats so sad #is that im arab #and a muslim #but like #why just why #arab men are ew #and just no #i want FICTIONAL MEN #BUT THEY DONT EXIST #WHY ME #[ʚ ₊˚ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴍɪɴᴅ ࿐ྂ]

[charomiami]

#I cant find the original now #Tino #im not sorry. #its a real word now #D blocks Tino on twitter #fenricci

[doodles-dearest]

Vecna was dead.

And of course, everyone was celebrating. Fireworks, alcohol for the older teens and adults, way too much sugar for the younger ones, everybody was content.

Everyone was having a great time apart from the two men standing together, watching exclusively the fireworks.

Eddie was dying. Steve could tell from how fragile he felt, how he was putting all his weight on him. There was nothing they could do this time. Vecna was the only thing keeping Eddie alive, he was nothing more than a reanimated corpse.

They watched the fireworks, the loud bangs and sparks echoing through their brains. At the end of the day that's all they were. Bangs and sparks, doomed to fade out as quickly as they appeared.

They looked into eachothers eyes. Both knew they needed to say goodbye but they couldn't, then it'd be cemented that there was nothing to be done. Goodbye would make it real.

Instead, they got lost in eachothers eyes, one thought on their minds, shared between them; "Dont go."

#stranger things #st #steve harrington #steddie #eddie munson #eddie x steve #fanfic #ficlet #im not sorry. #angst

[aha-my-villainous-thoughts]

Don't mind me but I really wanna pull Con's hair 😇

#said hair would be inbetween my thighs. #im not sorry. #con o'neill #daddy con #my headcanon re Izzy is that he has absolutely no ass but just a biggest tightest most obscene rack hidden under that slutty lil outfit #i mean look at his arms #his solid torso #that man built like a compact slab of wagyu beef squeezed into a whiskey barrel seasoned with rosemary ash #im not a izzy stan but con? #he could absolutely get it

[neolxzr]

god i wish that were me

#SORRY. SORRY #im not sorry. #also its green hmmm. kurokei moment #enstars #cryn rambles

[wallysintrusivethoughts]

his nip be red cus i slurped it too much

i love milk. 🥛

#salad fingers #david firth #salad fingers legendary milk. #yum milk. #im not sorry. #i regret nothing.

[tobyfobywoahby]

I’m still.

here.

i.

i cant bare this.

Goodbye.

“Evil”..Atlas.

I love you.

I’ll miss you.

#im not sorry.

[fukashiin]

i promise im working on something!!! in fact ive had this idea since december and im super excited to release it im having so much fun writing it 😋

#A LOT OF FUN IN FACT??????? #SOMEONE STOP ME #AND IM USING MY LAPTOP TO TYPE IT OUT #SO THERE MAY BE A WHOLE CHUNK OF TEXT ONCE ITS OUT ON PHONE #IM NOT SORRY. #GIGGFLES LIKE A MADMAN

[acatslifeif]

Fanna /// pretty much a draft hehe :D

It’s cold.

So so cold.

What happened?

All she can remember was the cold, dark blade, making its way toward her eyes, she wanted to avoid it, but she couldn't. You were behind them, picking up stray flowers. She can’t. She doesn’t want you to get hurt. The blade coming closer and closer,

then all black.

Silence. Then someone shouts her name, once, twice, it doesn’t stop. A soft ‘thump’ could be heard, the bouquet of flowers you were making earlier now on the ground, the flowers scattered everywhere. She can hear your hurried footsteps, but her attacker is nowhere to be seen, her senses failing her already.

Everything just seems in slow motion, she can sense you on your knees close to her, you struggling to rip apart a part of your shirt to stop her bleeding coming from the long deep cut on her eyes. “Stop, MC.” You halt instantly, lifting your eyes to meet hers, the ones that always shined so bright even in the hardest moment, the one which you always sought comfort. But you can’t see that emerald green. Not anymore. You grit your teeth, your hands gripping her shirt as if, believing if you did, she wouldn’t leave.

A petal falls from the flower on your ear.

She smiles, raising her arm with her last remaining strength, her soft palm on your cheeks, removing your tears that looked like small waves in the ocean.

“I’m sorry,” she coughs. “Don’t—don’t talk, it’s going to be fine—help is coming just hang in there!” You say between sobs, your hand now holding hers, not wanting to let go.

The petal slowly dances in the air.

She chuckle but regret as soon as she did, coughing. Changing the subject, “promise me something?” You nod rapidly, letting out an ‘mhm’, tears threatening to fall once again. “Be happy for both of us, yeah?” She stops for a mere second, “just—just know that I’ll always be there for you, a part of me is with you,” her hands lower where your heart is. “and a part of you will always be there with me.”

The petal lands on the ground, done with its peaceful dance, and her breathing stops in synchronization. Her smile still present, yet the warmth of it disappears.

~

You don't remember how much time has passed, Fanna in your arm. The moons reflect the ground, now revealing the garden of flowers that was merely visible a couple of seconds ago, blue, purple, and pink can be seen. How nostalgic.

The silence doesn’t last long, multiple footsteps can be heard, stopping just behind you, not close enough to touch you, but enough to see. To see her. You.

You didn’t need to turn to know who it was.

Everyone is silent, feeling the weight of a hand on your shoulder. You lift your eyes. Kal, looking at you, wanting to comfort you. Wanting to tell you that everything will be okay. But you can’t help but notice that they too are close to the verge of crying, as if they too, feel like it is all a dream. They would wake up. Fanna would be there, smiling at them, lighting the room each time.

The thought alone was able to break down, tears now flowing down your cheeks. They don’t stop falling, the bottle opening up, an ocean that just doesn’t seem to have an end.

The planet just lost its light, one that shined so bright that nobody, could ever replace.

#this is pretty much a draft :D #anon you asked for it. #im doing it for every ro. #:D #im not sorry. #dont go crawing back to me for fluff now #fanna

[ububunes]

Watching all mix ep 2, felt physically sick when noa came on screen. Call that shit serious discomfort and dislike.

#d4dj #d4dj all mix #im not sorry. #i do not like noa at all

[jedimastre-archive]

@starsspin

#starsspin #im not sorry. #just putting you on blast. #* out of character.