this is def one of the best fandoms i’ve been in y’all r so funny and nice! and like i’ve never been the best with social queues or talking like a human being and especially not with interacting with other people but y’all r really nice about it y’all are great!
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and angel was so proud of himself for being able to carry mr-hollow-bones husk over here
based on the hc where husk died from falling, and that's why his demon form is an ironic mix between two animals that should not be taking fall damage
so yeah he's afraid of heights and that's why he doesn't fly
aftermath:
they'll be okay
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Dabi is surprisingly a lightweight. You honestly would’ve never figured by looking at him, but as you think back on it, you’ve never really seen him drink a lot. Not when there were celebratory parties, or when things didn’t go right for him. It’s why you’re so shocked when you convince two shots into his system, why he suddenly looks so loose, why his grin splits so wide.
He’s a clinger, you’ve also learned as you’ve started observing the blue eyed man where he shoves his face into the crook of your neck. His body bends over almost uncomfortably to fit into the position, and you can’t help but flinch a little when his damp breath blows a quiet little raspberry on your flesh.
omg wait my favorite thought is of you not even necessarily being a heavyweight, you can just handle your liquor a little better than anyone expects. you love to knock back drink after drink, convince Dabi into some stupid competition that he falls for because he’s such a little nerd and secretly wants to impress you. he does it thinking you��ll be the drunk one first, the one hanging off of his arm and hopefully his dick by the end of the night.
it belatedly shocks him when it’s the exact opposite. when he’s slurring a little and smiling at you, when you watch him through low eyes with a wide grin, when he wraps himself around you like a python, when you shake his face gently as you squish his cheeks together in hand. he’s just so utterly obsessed with you in these moments, and maybe it’s the liquor in him, but he knows his lowered inhibitions are only bringing forth the feelings he’s always suppressed.
drunk sex with Dabi where he’s the one too loose limbed and limp and weak. he flops onto bed like some rag doll with his arms and legs spread wide, but he musters up enough strength to release the heavy weight of his cock from its confinements. doesn’t do much besides lift his head from the pillows with a point to his crotch and a lazy grin, an announcement of, go ahead and hop on already before he’s flopping back down again, ready to lay back and get fucked like how he knows he deserves.
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idk I had a very interesting therap today but I just
like it's all very well to recognise that I gotta have a fucking open-ended breakdown and jump face first into the Sadness Bog sometimes instead of sitting on all my feelings
but like
I still have to go to work, you know? it's like. ok yeah have a breakdown which like until you jump into it you don't know if it's going to last an hour or a year. yeah go ahead that's all grand. you do have to get up in the morning and go to work though. you're not allowed to not do that. or to not pay the rent or not shower or not eat.
like all my friends and loved ones are constantly like 'you know you're allowed to be sad right' and it's like. AM I??? because I STILL HAVE TO PAY RENT.
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so you're out here starting arguments, putting words in people's mouths, and then getting pissy when people disagree with you and you just give up and say "I'm not reading all that" when someone explains why they think you're wrong. Nice job, that's real mature. Also it’s not the same person fye. How do you even think he could be typing out that long response on his main blog while also typing out a long ask in your inbox at the same time? It doesn't make sense that he would be doing both at once.
homie it is 9am, go eat breakfast
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tired of denying the fact that kenny loggins is extremely hot i don't care if yall judge me for it im not listening and will not be taking constructive criticism at this time
man is a whopping 6'4 ft tall, hairy as fuck and an insanely talented singer songwriter--- not to mention he's a genuinely good person that donates a ton of his money to charities and made not one but TWO children's albums about winnie the pooh
THEY DON'T MAKE MEN LIKE THAT NO MORE !!!!
yeah....no stfu none of u are allowed to disagree with me on this bc u all know im objectively right.....
i love u forever mr. loggins wishing you the best wherever u are
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Very glad my brain doesn't always circulate spn knowledge like it used to. I'd be trying to have a nice conversation with someone and then remember something related to an episode and have to track down the episode in my mind for a throw away line and only think about that until I wrote something pertaining it. And it was usually Sastiel related. And if wasn't originally I made it into Sastiel. I actually do miss that part, turning mundane things into Sastiel posting. I should do that again.
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not 2 be a teenager but my parents are actually so embarrassing. they write their emails in font size Huge, my dad writes his in times new roman ?? they don't check their spelling or grammar and they write like
good evening
i would like a speak with you
when is a good time tomorrow to call
pleaseeeee just write one paragraph u both work in email intensive jobs i know u know how. and then my mom signs everything "respectfully,". which is just. awkward. she's my college guidance counselor not a rabbi. yikes
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its 11. ive slept for less than 5 hours (my fault for sleeping after 6am, i know). my mom has people over and they are not even trying to not be extremely loud. i woke up, im hungry, i want to get up. i dont want to interact with said people (cause its people and im tireddddd). i feel like i might start crying.
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another meds update:
I can't tell if the pills are working or not, or if its just a placebo, but I've gotten a lot more art done recently than I have in previous months. (which isnt a lot, but better than the absolute nothing I was doing before)
but I decided I'm gonna take a break from them. I have a lot of unprocessed trauma, and I constantly have daily panic attacks, my body is always shaking with stress, and I also have manic episodes, and I feel taking new medication right now is adding to my stress levels, and I really dont need that.
I'll probably pick them up later this year, or whenever the fuck my heart decides to slow the fuck down and chill out. my doctor agreed to this and said that was totally fine—so im really happy i have this option.
so like basically im saying my productivity levels can get fucked for now until I learn to deal with the infected, gushing wound that is my trauma lmao
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