no hes literally helping grandpa with his ipad

L: "to open it you have to make a password, what was the name of your first pet?"

Q: "why is that relevant."

L: "and if you wanna get to google, you click-"

@smokcshow

i think what i love the most about dina is how much a natural nurturer she is. despite everything. like yes she could kill you in a second, knows her way around weapons, etc etc but behind all of that she's so gentle. so nurturing. that scene when ellie comes back to the theatre dina's only instinct is to get her cleaned up. and yet its so much more than that!! she knows she can't do anything for her internally, ellie is too damaged and too lost in her trauma and i think dina always knew that and always would. but in that moment she was like i can't undo this for you i can't fix you but damn i'm going to do literally anything else i can do and in that moment, it was to just nurture her. raw natural affection. wash away all the dirt and the blood and pain and misery. what i also love about that scene is what ellie says - ''i don't want to lose you.'' what she's really saying is, i will lose you. it's inevitable. you shouldn't be with me and damn it i have been in love with you for so long and now i have you but i'm not good. i don't even think it was directed at dina, it was just a heartbreaking confession spoken aloud.

i need to lie down.

Alicent picked out Aemond’s first egg. She's nervous to pick it out but she's watched her first two children bond with their dragons and she wants the same for him. She picks out a blue and white ombre-colored egg. It bothers her that Viserys won't do it. Still, she's picked his egg and he's beyond happy when she presents it to him. It warms her heart.

Night and day, she watches Aemond care for the egg. She takes up the slack and cares for it late at night but nothing happens. She's scared. Why won't it hatch?

She's burnt her hand one night checking the burner but she hides and holds her son as he holds the egg. She will have to be the one to pry it from his fingers.

All she can do is hold him as he tries to fight back tears. Alicent doesn't understand why it didn't hatch and she can only blame herself. Was it because she was a Hightower and it sensed that? Regardless, she is determined to pick him another and she promises over and over that he will have a dragon.

@bestrapperalive

hello, loves! 💚 i'll be bring my boy, wes lee. i've played him a while ago in a different group. i'm excited to roleplay with you all. all plots are open for wes. (friends, enemies, rivals, friends with benefits shipping is chemistry based. penned by star (she/her).

full name: deveon everhart-aikens birthday: november 2nd, 1994 age: 28 hometown: dayton, ohio resides: orlando, florida sexual orientation: heterosexual positive traits: dedicated, honest, brave negative traits: possessive, irritable, opinionated other information: • i will play deveon as married in the past. he is single. however, he is unsure about finding love again. CONNECTIONS:

best friends: @powerbombsymphony, @blakeims, @acesfold, @tojaysus friends: @dcrkrose enemies: exes: na; possibly in the works

significant other: na; chemistry needed to fill this. WANTED PLOTS: ex girlfriend/ex wife: [we can work out the details of this plot]

akastartatthebeginning asked: 🖼️ to see the last pictures taken on my muse’s phone.

@brcbvnner, @ircnhrt, @strongestavengerthor

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うっせぇわ (Usseewa)

PAUSE

a variation of phone sex w dilf!jake using that intercom he wears around his neck AHHHHHHAHHAH (im writing it as we speak!)

|| -- hsr verse!

Ragna's world had become torn asunder by the effects of a Stellaron, brought in by a despicable man named Terumi. The Stellaron's influence caused time upon the world to become distorted, plunging it into a time loop, destined to repeat after several days. Upon learning of the man behind it, a certain individual (Rachel Alucard) had managed to pluck Ragna from the time loop, though only him, and task him with finding the one responsible.

Ragna follows the path of the The Hunt, traveling the stars in search of the man he must bring to justice, and he'll do so by whatever means he must. He's dirtied his hands numerous times for information, and works as a sort of bounty hunter to make ends meet as he travels.

-- (tl;dr - his world and past largely take chunks from the normal Blazblue timeline, just injected into HSR)

the moment dina decided to leave the farm house | part 2

the full moon has every inch of the room illuminated. a sinister spotlight. there's no going back now. her back is against the closed door. she's calm. silent. she slinks to the floor and pulls her knees to her chest. how long she sat like that she didn't know. she just sat on the floorboards, arms around legs and surrounded by memories. she looks at every single object individually. every painting, every sketch, book, poster, picture, piece of paper...and then there it is. the guitar. she stares at it and it seems to stare back. neither know what to say. what could she say? what would she want to say if the guitar was suddenly her? maybe a why. but after a while the words finally find her. they've been there all along really.

I understand. 

she sat there until the dawn came. she was calm save for the tears that still continued to roll down her cheeks. she cried and she cried and she cried. because this was the last time she was ever going to cry. once she left that room, she would never go back. she'd close the door behind her and she would tuck it all away in a distant corner of her mind. she'd never be able to erase her completely, how could you erase a part of yourself? but this is what had to be done. so she gets up. she turns the knob again. she closes the door.

jj is crying, too little to understand. he thinks his mother is being mean. he doesn't understand why she can't take his bedroom wall with them with the painted lions and giraffes. your new room will have walls and i'll paint them this time, she says. he doesn't register that she's admitting she didn't paint them the first time. i could help you carry the wall, i'm really strong i promise, he tries to persuade. i know, she says.

she's holding his hand as they descend the porch stairs. all their personal belongings already at the new house kindly moved by jesse's parents. they've been so helpful and kind. they're beside themselves with excitement. dina is excited too, more for jj than herself. he'll be with his friends and his family and he'll be a part of a community. he'll go to school where his parents went to school. it's for the best.

she looks back at the house now, one final look. her eyes go to the window last. the window on the second floor, second to the right and for the first time in a long time, she says her name. i understand, ellie.

in the days that followed after ellie left, it was easy to feel nothing but hatred and anger. she'd experience it in waves, intense hatred suddenly turning into intense loss. intense sorrow to intense lonliness and so on. it took a while for those waves to calm. i know why you did. i know you had to do it. i just wish those stars you love so much had something different written for us. she walks up the steps one final time to lock the door. an old habit. but then she hesitates. she leaves it unlocked. just in case, she thinks. just in case...

Alicent knows just how big Caraxes is compared to Syrax. Like, did no one catch that? She would have to watch either Daemon fly the noodle boy, or she’s been at the dragonpit while Caraxes is out. Still meaning Daemon was around.

Meaning her and Daemon have been together. Now, I know we can't trust Mushroom. However, it's stated in Rogues which came out in 2014, that the reason Otto possibly doesn't like Daemon is because he slept with Alicent. However, it was taken back when Fire and Blood came out. Again. Mushroom just spews nonsense but I will believe this one thing.

This is my my belief. Alicent and Daemon had something. She knows a little too much on Caraxes. She acted like a girl playing hard to get when asked for her favour by him.

And because this is my Alicent and I say it happened. ALSO, THEY MATCHED WHEN HE CAME BACK. They were matching right in front of Visery while he mocked her.

Anyhoot.

tagdump.

HUNGER.  it  wasn't  so  easily  sated,  and  especially  not  for  a  vampire  such  as  himself,  one  that  forever  hovered  on  the  line  that  if  he  dare  crossed  it  would  send  him  into  a  spiral  that  would  crush  any  sense  of  humanity  that  he  clung  to  with  desperate  hands.  he  couldn't  accept  what  lay  beyond  it,  the  past  of  bloodshed  clawing  at  the  back  of  his  skull,  trying  to  drag  him  backwards,  trying  to  let  him  lose  the  control  he'd  just  about  gotten  a  grasp  on,  covered  up  with  smoke  and  mirrors,  the  perfect  cover,  well  meaning,  ever  feeling,  he  was  the  GOOD  BROTHER  wasn't  he?

he  kept  quiet  in  his  suffering,  in  the  daily  struggle  to  keep  a  grasp  of  humanity,  of  some  semblance  of  goodness  that  others  saw  in  him,  even  when  temptation  came  to  him  from  all  directions,  the  wordness  tug  to  tear  into  the  thin  barrier  of  flesh  and  give  in  to  what  he  truly  wanted,  to  sate  the  endless  appetite  that  grew  with  each  days  passing.  yet  somehow  he  persisted,  without  indication  of  the  fractured  state  that  lay  behind  smiles  and  words,  but  alone  he  had  nothing  but  the  past  to  grasp  onto,  hold  onto  the  regrets  and  hope  it  was  enough  to  stop  him. it  was  so  EASY,  so  easy  to  break  when  he  was  left  alone,  and  the  recent  taste  of  something  warm,  something  real  had  cravings  running  riot  in  his  mind,  knowing  that  just  below  the  sheltered  comfort  of  his  room  was  blood.  blood  he  could  take  without  needing  to  hurt  anyone,  without  needing  to  rip  another  apart  to  aid  his  hunger,  and  one  bag  couldn't  hurt,  one  taste  more  would  be  enough  to  keep  going. that  was  what  he  told  himself  as  the  bag  found  it's  way  into  his  hand,  he  hadn't  even  remembered  coming  down  there  to  the  stash  that  was  his  brothers  supply,  but  feeling  it  in  his  hand,  how  fragile  the  plastic  barrier  was  between  him  and  what  he  wanted  -  what  he  needed  was.  a  tightening  of  his  grip,  and  oops  it  sprung  a  leak,  he  couldn't  let  it  go  to  waste,  so  he  told  himself,  bringing  it  towards  greedy  lips,  a  gutteral  groan  of  satisfaction  the  moment  it  slid  down  his  throat.  it  was  just  a  TASTE,  just  one  bag,  that  became  two,  that  became  four,  that  emptied  the  stock  in  mere  minutes  for  brief  satisfaction. it  wasn't  enough,  it  was  NEVER  enough.

  NEVER  enough.