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#its happening my babes
starry-bi-sky · 4 days
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every so often i get possessed by my childhood friends dead on main au and i turn to danny like a specter and froth at the mouth over him, and i get weirdly poetic. Like oh? Oh? Did crime alley do a number on you, kid? Did it turn you into something that bites? Something cruel, that claws? And kicks? Are you something full of grief, tainted and smeared with the oilsin of Gotham? You're not getting that off, scrub all you like Macbeth, it's not coming off. Oh, you're submissive? No, no, you're submissive like a dog on a chain is, are you wearing your muzzle? Oh, you took it off? Are you going to bite? Better make it hurt then. You better make them bleed. Better clamp on so tight they have to pry you off. You better take some skin with you. You're not the gun, guns don't hurt people. The bullet does, are you the bullet? You better be, if anything, Crime Alley raised you to be nothing else. What's your trigger, my friend? Whose gun are you in?
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pharawee · 1 year
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"I'll send you guys the link to the marriage equality petition. Please help share."
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homoshoebill · 2 years
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UHHMMHMMMHRRGHNH.MMMGH. OK
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nozunhinged · 4 months
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Pit babe mpreg confirmed I can't believe this is actually happening whAT—
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h-doodles · 4 months
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truly not sorry but once again thinking abt miranda/mc/mia in RL. i need them SO bad. like, 2 of the most morally unsound persons (Mia & Miranda) + their little meow meow. Knowing both are so possessive and destructive (TO OTHERS) when they love and instead of running, fully embracing the chaos of it. Loving them despite their delusions of grandeur, the crimes, the secrets, and the deaths (+ undeaths) caused (or ordered!) by their hands. Acknowledging this is fucked up but you can't help it. Lovingly bitching abt their fights but fully done and gone to do anything else but to soothe and continue loving them, because after all those years of waiting and doing and redoing everything to be perfect was worth it for this.
also did i mention being their little meow meow. sorry Miranda, MC was the original gremlin in the relationship and Mia being the fucked up feral racoon she is now is not solely by her doing, MC was and IS the enabler in both relationships that it bled over sm and OUGHJJJJJHHHHhhhh im being so emo abt three (3) women being utter menaces frfr
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Obsessed with like the three people ive seen who pull the "why are you hating on a woc" card on loreen like. I cannot express to you how non-personal this whole thing is. People don't hate on her because she is loreen, they just rightfully hate everything she stood for this year (unjust jury votes, undeserving wins, beige boring songs, the entire country of sweden).
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rewritingcanon · 3 months
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back when i had 60 followers and a snape/snarry stan misinterpreted a post i made about snape as slander, scrolled thru my account to bitch about something, decided a post i made about DORLENE was the best option for a rebuke (😭), reblogged my post to bitch about me and dorlene (???) and then told me to stay off atyd. i think about this moment a lot now that i have peace on this account….
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xxcherrycherixx · 6 months
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" Blondie believes that she will never fit in. she's no social outcast or anything- but when she compares herself to her friends and classmates she begins to feel like a puzzle piece trying to fit into a jenga tower. so she squeezes and bends and rips herself to fit into any tiny crack she can, she desperately curates a perfect persona hiding everything that doesn't fit the mold she has created for herself.
after a drop in her mental health she starts wandering the forests behind her home at night, she knows its risky to go out so late and especially to a place so dangerous- but that's the point. she would never admit this morbid intention, admitting that's what she's doing is something she never wants to do. shes not that kind of person, she doesn't have those kinds of issues- instead she pretends she just wants to feel the cold breeze on her skin, or admire the peaceful quiet the night brings.
on one of these dark nights she finds a girl, she lay bare and unconscious on the ground, her shallow breathing being the only indication she's even alive. blondie quickly wakes the girl, she's heard the dark news stories of young women who get taken to private locations, assaulted and left for dead by their attackers. when the girl comes to, she looks at blondie with confusion. "can you hear me? are you alright? do you need medical attention?" blondie asks, the girl squints "i can hear you, im fine"
"are you sure? you're laying in the forest naked." the girl looks down at herself and around before letting out a hum " do you know how to get to-" her brows furrow "i need to go back to-" a look of distress washes over her. Blondie raises a brow at the weird behavior "i don't think you're fine, did you bash your head or something?" the girl looks to her with tears in her eyes "i cant remember my home, i don't remember who i am or how i got here" "
During a bout of severe depression, Blondie discovers a strange girl in the forest who claims to have lost her memory. the two team up to try to recover the lost memories and help the lost girl get home, but as they search for any clues, the two grow close. blondie learns to see both life and herself in a different way.
meanwhile as they delve deeper into the mystery things only become more strange, with nonexistent answers and constant dead ends, the lost girl starts to worry she may never know the truth or return home.
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lilaccatholic · 5 months
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how do i do it though. how do i let go of the bitterness and the hardness when they kept me "okay" for so long? does it come when i finally leave? can it ever?
#babes i actually relate to the frigid angry woman more than im comfortable with but this time there's no prince coming to save her and idk#i was never beautiful but i was and am angry and capable and that's served me well but being angry is exhausting#it's a birthright i can't give to a younger sibling. it doesn't transfer.#i dont inspire devotion. there's no version of this that ends with me waltzing with a true love.#im not the type you launch a thousand ships for.#so what's left?#who am i when i have no one? when ive spent my life making *me* less to make others more? when im nothing but a useful piece of furniture.#i know God loves me! i love Him! but it's not the same. i want *people* to love me. i want to be someone that theyd fight for.#im feeling that 'women have minds and hearts but im so lonely' scene from little women 2019 so much right now.#except im not jo. my family loves me but theyd never do for me what jo's would do for her. theyre also all focused on surviving.#i feel like a military ration. there to be consumed but cast aside the moment something more palatable comes around.#how do i become consumed with joy? how do i let go of the cynicism? its all thats kept me safe! but its choking me too.#its like tony stark in iron man 2. the thing thats kept me alive this far is killing me. i need to find an alternative but its looking like#ill have to synthesize a new element to make it happen and that freaks me out.#ive always been derivative. never an individual. how do i become a trailblazer when my job was always to hold the hand of the one blazing#the trail? how do i become myself happy and free?#because i WANT to be more#i WANT to be more than anger and coldness and a useful idiot. i WANT to be me and be so so happy#but i dont know how to get there#and if someone suggests therapy im shooting you. i dont want to listen to one more person pretend to care about me and tell me#all the things i need to change and spend even longer not learning how to think for myself#i want to be more than this. but i also cant stand the thought of taking up any more space than i do#anyway.#anyone who's read all this thank you and i promise im fine im just in my feelings today lol#im going to work out and get some happy brain chemicals flowing and then ill take a shower and itll all be good.#please dont worry about me! im just having A Moment TM#lilac rambles
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scaryhaven · 7 months
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trying not to defend a fictional character cuz someone said theyre actually irredeemably evil and deserve to die challenge: impossible
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captainshorter · 3 months
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The grieve was eating him up alive. Babe ignored Sonic's phone calls, didn't reply to any of the messages that were sent to him. He couldn't, he just couldn't. He couldn't eat, he couldn't cry anymore, he could barely sleep and if he did he dreamt of Charlie, mostly about the crash. And he felt so guilty along with the painful grieve. It was all his fault. If he hadn't offered Charlie up to race for him, Charlie would have never raced and he wouldn't be dead. What is worse, he didn't even say anything nice as his last words, the words 'I'm disappointed in you Charlie' echoed through his mind and Babe suppressed a sob.
Babe was lying on the floor, his phone clenched in his hand. He kept looking at the video of the crash, searching for something that could hint Charlie wasn't dead. But he knew that that was not an option. He had his senses back, if Charlie was still alive he wouldn't have them back. Babe heard a car stop in front of his house, then footsteps made their way towards the frontdoor. When the person also pressed the code to his front door his heart skipped a beat, only a select few had the code to his house, for a second he thought it was Charlie but then the door unlocked and Alan's voice called out his name. "Babe?"
Babe did not respond, in fact Babe curled his knees up more, clenched his phone tighter and tuned out Alan's voice. The worst part about Charlie's accident is that Babe knew it wasn't an accident. Someone set this crash up and Babe knew it was Tony. He had no prove, but he knew it. He also knew that it was because of him. Tony was after Charlie because he knew Babe loved him. Babe wanted revenge but he didn't have the energy to get up. It was like Charlie had taken every part of Babe with him to die and Babe did not know how to live like this.
"Babe?" Alan crouched down beside him, "What are you doing?"
Alan's words sound a bit disrupted like Babe wasn't hearing them clearly. Alan touched Babe's wrist in a gentle way. Babe let him but didn't look at him, his eyes focused on his phone screen, replaying the crash over and over. He couldn't focus on anything else except for Charlie and the the crash and getting revenge even if it cost everything he had.
"Babe, enough," Alan said as he realised what Babe was watching. Alan's hand grabbed Babe's phone trying to take it from him. Babe did not let go.
"That's enough." Alan's other hand gently forced Babe's hand to let go, Babe didn't struggle and let Alan take the phone away.
"Get up and sit down," Alan said as he guided Babe to sit down. Babe felt dazed, like he was not really there in that moment, like maybe he was not real at all. He had felt like that since the hospital, since Charlie's death, but now it felt worse than before. Babe must have shown it on his face or in the way he was sitting because Alan grabbed his neck and called out his name again,
"Babe, Babe be conscious." Babe finally looked up at Alan's face, making eye contact and feeling himself be a bit more grounded. Alan looked relieved and slowly let go of his neck instead resting one hand on his shoulder softly rubbing comforting circles. Babe couldn't look at Alan's face for long and turned his eyes away looking past Alan at the wall.
"I just want to know how this could happen," Babe spoke up, his voice was raspy, "I'm sure it was because of Tony." Babe's sadness had turned into anger, "We were so careful, i don't understand how it could've happened." Alan listened to him carefully and was quiet for a second before he spoke.
"If you want to get revenge for Charlie, get up and do something with your life first," Alan didn't say it harshly, just clearly trying to get through to Babe, "If Charlie found out you were acting like this, would he be happy?" This struck something deep inside Babe. He hadn't thought about that before, he had been so stuck up on his own grieve and guilt. And he knew it was a bit silly but even in death he didn't want to disappoint or make Charlie sad like that. Babe turned his eyes back to Alan, "If you don't want to do anything for yourself, then could you please think about doing it for Charlie?"
Babe could see the sadness in Alan's eyes. It wasn't Alan's own sadness, it was sadness for Babe. If anyone else had looked at Babe like that he would say the were pitying him and Babe would probably have yelled at them or hit them. But not Alan, Alan had always been a person to turn to in hard times and in good times too, just like Way had been. Babe didn't want to think about that traitor.
"I won't do anything until I drag Tony to hell," Babe gritted his teeth.
"I understand, but we don't have any evidence to pinpoint it was Tony." Alan reasoned, it wasn't to contradict Babe only to help him think, "And what's worse than having no evidence, is that it seems like he's infiltrating our team."*
This conversation and his thoughts from before brought up an idea in Babe and he knew what he had to do and how he could start his revenge.
"I know how to get through to him."
*i changed this sentence a bit to what i think would make a bit more sense , i dont understand/speak thai so i cant translate it myself and i completely relied on context, the translation of the episode says "and whats worse than having no evidence, is that it seems he's invisible in our team" (i have an app that can translate audio and that one translates it to "like theyve disappeared into our team")
"there are five stages of grieve, denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance. Well i'd like to add one more; revenge" ~Cruella (2021)
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bitchthefuck1 · 4 months
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No one:
Every screenwriter putting a female character in a flashback or time skip:
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gleesongtournament · 8 months
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no but the way Rumor Has It/Someone Like You swept every other fucking round with no competition and then the second it goes up against one of if not THEE most popular Blaine solo in the show and starts to lag behind by a whopping 1% my inbox gets filled with anons claiming that the whole thing is rigged and me and all my followers hate women alskjflkdsfjs PLEASE even the Sebastian stans let go of Smooth Criminal more gracefully than this!!!!
also i appreciate all the asks i woke up to that were talking about this just to laugh at the ridiculousness, but i cannot talk about it anymore after this lol im not strong enough </3
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mejomonster · 1 month
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Is cloud bisexual in canon? I dunno. Couldnt say for sure (im in Rebirth chapter 12 and Only discussing rebirth rn). I can definitely say he's Aware Andrea admires him, Super Aware Dio likes him and is flattered by it and up to flirt with that opportunity (wild choice cloud but okay).
And i certainly cant wait for clouds date with barret <3
#ff7r#lb#do not spoil me and let me down lol ill find out#now Personal Headcanon? oh yeah that boys BI hes been bi to me since Crisis Core and his obvious crush on Zack Fair#asking zack for ramen and flirting and laughing. and his flirting with barret in ff7 original.#in my hwadcanon clouds in the BIGGEST fucking polycule ever and the wildest thing is he didnt even mean to#he just Happened to like aerith whos also bi and super GREAT at flirting so she dragged tifa in#and cloud already liked tifa. then tifa dragged cloud into co adoption with barrets kid and barret got#mushy at cloud caring about him so much so now clouds got a bf. then cloud met Vincent and Cait sith (who form their own eventual polycule#with yuffie)#and clouds like Mildly with cait sith and vincent but its Complicated and queerplatonic#then Cid has a crush on aeriyh but she wants nothing to do with hin romantically but#cid would probs fuck aeriths boy cloud and then#of course sephiroth WANTS to fuck cloud and eventually Possesses him (so inside him nonstop if u will)#and tseng likes Aerith and Reeves (cait sith) and rude likes tifa. reno likes rude. elena likes tseng#cissnei likes zack. zack loves aerith and cloud (litetally the 2 babes he saves in Rebirth his Top Ppl in life)#and Rufus WOULD hate fuck cloud then stab him. and there u go the biggest messiest polycule#its just the entire FF7 cast. in ffx uts like... yuna and tidus. in ff7 its like... nah theyte all messily tied together#in a polycule. oh and u could add hojo as like. once in a fucked situatuon with lucretia and vincent but#dear god i would rather NOT mention how hojo and aeriths mom and lucretia tie into the huge polycule tbh
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sophiethewitch1 · 2 months
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chpt 5 is done at just under 6k words. ima do some edits because I'm not sure how cohesive it is exactly (my brain is so foggy atm), and then we're good to go!
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sofarsogoodsowhat · 9 months
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Guy who is moving today (me)
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