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whoiskt · 3 months

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i hate this drawing i did so much #kms #fml #enditall

#there's a point where you've spent almost 24 hours for a drawing that doesn't even look complete that you just gotta be done with it #i hate perspective and i hate myself ok goodbye #i'm posting this as a cry for help #🕳️#my art

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akans-dead-at-sea · 6 months

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It's alright

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#ofmd #ofmd s2 #ofmd fanart #our flag means death #“I am a brave boy and will NOT cry while getting reference screenshots of Ed” he said.#*barely manages to hit Win+Shift+S through the fucking tears*#I'm sorry but this is the only decent OFMD fanart I got in me for now #I'm shit at drawing people with faces/head and I still gotta learn and find a style but god knows the gay pirates are gonna help me practic #I still need to recover from this scene- this episode- this season- this show goddamnit #ngl at first I liked how I drew Ed's hair but the more I look at it now the less I like it >:C #did I forget to post this? no nope nuh uh I don't know what you're talking about #this absolutely blew up on twitter- lowkey hope tumblr dot com likes it too :>#ed teach #stede bonnet #gentlebeard #ofmd s2e8 #tw blood #blood #akans art

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horusmenhosetix · 19 days

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Hi, my name is Ella, and I have had a constant headache for 14 years. I am 26 years old. Painkillers do not work.

I need Pineal Cyst Removal Surgery if I am ever to experience a pain free day again.

I cannot afford the surgery but it would drastically improve my quality of life.

I am suicidally depressed because of my chronic pain.

Can people please reblog this so that it can get traction?

#fundraiser #mutual aid #please reblog this #gofundme #donate if you can #please #i am actually begging you #i'm sorry for the long post but i needed to get the experience written out #i know there are so many people in need #i have donated what I can to palestinian fundraisers #shared so many posts #i ask that you do the same for me #my self esteem tells me that i'm not important enough #or deserving of help #although i have been desperately crying for help for these 14 years #my doctors didn't care

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maybe-a-gatto-or-a-catto · 4 days

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hold on I'll make this my personality for 3 months

#i cannot get over how phoenix slowly started appreciating apollo throughout aa4 #THE END OF AA4 WHERE HE SAYS “THEY'RE IMPORTANT TO ME TOO” TO THALASSA IN CONTEXT OF TRUCY AND APOLLO #I'M CRYING PHOENIX #it took you 2 YEARS to tell him that Yes you believe in him #at least it actually helped apollo here but you really should use your time wisely lmao #(why haven't you told Them they're siblings yet. apollo is out of the fucking country now what have you DONE)#ace attorney #phoenix wright #apollo justice #gattocatto's silly posts #gattocatto's ramblies

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aceofwhump · 10 months

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Good Omens 2x06

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scificrows · 8 months

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Today I'm thinking about this:

Or Miki was a bot who had never been abused or lied to or treated with anything but indulgent kindness. It really thought its humans were its friends, because that’s how they treated it. I signaled Miki I would be withdrawing for one minute. I needed to have an emotion in private.

And about how Murderbot slowly starts calling its humans its friends in Exit Strategy, tentatively at first:

Were they my sort-of human friends? My clients? My ex-owners, though legally that was only Dr. Mensah. Were they going to see me and yell for help, alert security?

but also more confidently later:

Maybe that was why I had been nervous about meeting Mensah again, and not all the other dumb reasons I had come up with. I hadn’t been afraid that she wasn’t my friend, I had been afraid that she was, and what it did to me.

The only tag I can access on Ratthi is a partial that says my human friend. That’s strange and unlikely, but the pre-catastrophic-failure version of me seemed sure about it, and I don’t have anything else to go on.

and Mensah confirms this at the end of the book too:

I just want you to know you already have options here, and I expect you’ll have more offers for your services or advice as a security consultant. And that you have friends here you can discuss things with, whatever you decide to do, or wherever you decide to go.

The thought that a bot could see its humans as its friends (and because they treat it as a friend too) made Murderbot so emotional in Rogue Protocol that it needed a minute to process it. And later on in the series it starts to understand that its own humans are its friends too - and how much they care about it and that it can go to them for help if it needs them and I just. I think I need to withdraw and have an emotion about this in private too.

#i'm so normal about-#actually no it's fine i'm not #i'm really not #also just. remember in NE when arada tells three that a lot of people will be very grateful if it can help get murderbot back safely #and three is like 'huh i have read about this in the helpme.file and accepted it as truthful but it's different actually experiencing this'#'the humans really care about this secunit and will not abandon it although we are made to be disposable????'#because ugh idk #this feels like a parallel to murderbot and miki #the way murderbot is like 'humans like this bot and treat it with kindness so it actually thinks the humans are its friend????'#and now it has friends of its own and this new secunit looks at the way murderbots humans care about it and goes '?????'#and there's something so beautiful about that #i wanna cry #the murderbot diaries #murderbot #𓄿 #long post

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hellpegasus · 3 months

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Has anyone else mentioned the fact that we never see Husk smile until Loser, Baby? He's always frowning and just standing in the back like he doesn't want to be there (he doesn't). Perpetually pissed off. He's been miserable and drunk ever since he made that deal with Alastor. But right before the song we see him smile for the first time and once the chorus hits that smile barely leaves him for the whole song. And after that, we finally start seeing him smile more regularly. At the hotel, at the bar, wherever. Loser, Baby was the song Husk sang to help Angel stop hating himself for his mistakes and be able to enjoy his own life. Except he wasn't just telling that to Angel, he was also telling himself

#whether you see them as platonic. familial. or romantic their relationship has already in just a short span of time been a very healing one #hazbin hotel #angel dust #husker #huskerdust #husk #my post #girl help I'm crying cuz I can't get over how much two fictional characters have needed each other

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cloud-pug · 2 months

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never in my intire life have I expected to see Punko herself, using any of my artworks as her profil pic... but here we are and I'm sooooooo happy right know!!!!

#I'm crying help #I screamed when I saw that post #I love reading the comments #cinderella boy #Thanks punko!

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sparrowmoth · 9 months

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Thinking about Jesper and Nina as the last of the Crows. Thinking about Wylan, when he dies, and Inej and Kaz have gone already, and Jesper can't contain his grief. He throws himself at Nina, because she has power over the dead, doesn't she? That isn't how it works. But he isn't listening. He begs and pleads for her to bring Wylan back, to try at least—but she won't. She won't, no matter if he hates her for it, because all she can think of is the sight of Matthias and how wrong it was. How wrong to have tried to hold him back, to hold him to her.

She holds Jesper through the night as he sobs into her shoulder. She holds him tight even as he curses her. The both of them know he doesn't really mean it. They only have each other now...

But it isn't only them there.

Someone else is in the room, unseen, and he whispers into Nina's ear. Not her ear, exactly. More so her mind, but he sounds so present if she just closes her eyes. She wishes she could share this through more than translation, so Jesper would be sure... he's okay, he's okay.

He's somewhere else, but he's okay. And he loves you so much, Jes.

Her eyes are full of tears. She keeps them closed as not to let them fall. She whispers Wylan's words to Jesper. She feels him stilling in her arms and keeps on whispering until the words stop and she can't sense him anymore. He had to go, but he'll be waiting. He had to go, but you have time left. Don't rush to him. You'll have forever. It's just for now, so just be patient... you'll have forever. He'll be there waiting.

#wesper #jesper fahey #nina zenik #wylan van eck #six of crows #crooked kingdom #shadow and bone #cw death #soc spoilers #ck spoilers #how do I even tag this #it kinda turned into a drabble so #my drabbles #NO I'M NOT OKAY THANKS FOR ASKING DJKGDJKGD #THIS STRUCK ME LIKE A BOLT OF LIGHTNING #and I am not emotionally stable enough to write this as a fic #so you get it as a feverishly written up post that made me cry #because why did I get so deeply unfixably soul-level kinds of attached to the most tragic found family ever send help #I'm going to go lay in a ditch with my feelings GOOD BYE djakgkj

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luvrrszn · 8 months

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this is how you fall in love

BRADLEY "ROOSTER" BRADSHAW x FEM READER

summary just you and rooster, forever

warnings fluff fluff fluffy fluff not proofread !

a/n pls send me a man like rooster thanks

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the night bradley first met you, he knew one day you two would share a home filled with love and laughter.

despite the dim lighting of the bar and the crowd of people, you still catch bradley's attention from the very moment he steps into the bar. you're dancing with your best friend next to the jukebox, a grin plastered on your face. you're wearing a short red dress, the skirt of your dress swishing around you as you move to the rhythm to the music.

bradley can't help but stare. no one notices, except penny. she rests her forearms on the bar, leaning forward. she says, "she's single, you know. go shoot your shot." he smirks slightly, then turns to look at you, catching your gaze.

usually, when you're caught staring, you immediately look away. but with the help of a little liquid courage, you hold bradley's gaze, refusing to look away first. he stares at you and you stare back, even as he gets up from his seat at the bar and makes his way over to you.

"hey, gorgeous. i'm bradley, but everyone calls me rooster. can i buy you a drink?" he says, staring into your eyes. you'd be a fool not to accept. you were many things, but definitely not a fool.

"that would be wonderful." you tell him, smiling. you tell him your name and follow him to the bar.

throughout the course of the night, bradley learns your favourite colour, why you're in town, and most importantly your number.

"call me." you say, pressing your lips to his cheek after he drops you off at your doorstep that night. bradley replies with a "yes ma'am" and watches you fumble with your keys. his hands are stuffed into the pockets of his jeans as he leans against his car, waiting for you to make it back into your apartment safely.

only when you lock the front door behind you does bradley drive off.

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the very friday the next week, bradley takes you out for dinner. he knocks on your front door at 630pm sharp, with ample time for you to make it for your 7pm reservation.

with a reservation at one of the best restaurants in town, you made sure to dress your best. you wore a long black dress, which hugged your body in all the right places. your hair was pulled back into a sleek low bun, your lips painted dark red. you looked pretty, and most importantly, you felt pretty.

bradley lets out a low whistle as you do a little spin for him. your cheeks flush as smile softly. you hold onto his forearm for balance as you put on your heels, and the whole scene feels oddly domestic.

strangely enough, you didn't mind. you had only met bradley once before, but the two of you had talked throughout the week, and you already felt comfortable with him.

"what are you smiling so happily about?" bradley chuckles, snapping you out of whatever fantasies you were thinking about.

"nothing." you reply, but your grin remains on your face.

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the moment you realised you were in love with bradley was around the time where you were 3 months into dating. it had starting raining during your lunch date, so to shield you from the rain, bradley put his zip-up hoodie on your shoulders and used his body to shield you from the rain.

once you made it to the car, he opened the car door for you, and closed it behind you like a true gentleman. then, he walked back to the sidewalk. curious, you stared in his direction. you watched as he bent down and started picking things up from the sidewalk and moving them into the trimmed grass next to it. he was picking up....worms?

five minutes later, he came back running to the car.

"sorry for keeping you waiting, babe."

you didn't really know what to say, so you just replied, "it's okay. the worms...looked like they needed help."

"thanks, i knew you'd understand." he grinned as he started the engine.

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the moment you knew you were going to marry bradley occurred when you were at mav and penny's for dinner. you had dropped something on the floor, and bent down from your seat on a chair to pick it up. without batting an eye, bradley put his hand over the sharp corner of the table, while continuing to talk to mav.

that very moment, you knew that you were going to marry him someday. you knew he was the one you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. being with him felt natural, like it was the way things were meant to be.

no matter what happened in life, at some point the two of you were meant to argue over whose apartment to move into.

the two of you were meant to squabble over what colour the bathroom towels for your new shared apartment should be.

the two of you were meant to walk down the aisles of a supermarket to look for the nicest-smelling detergent.

the two of you were meant to squabble over things like the toilet seat being left up. (bradley learnt his lesson after that fight. the toilet seat was always left down. whatever you wanted, you got.)

the two of you were meant to sit at the dining table with cups of tea, going over your grocery list for the week.

and that was exactly what the rest of you life with bradley "rooster" bradshaw was like.

#📓—juniwrites #top gun maverick #tgm #bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw #rooster x reader #rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw imagine #this is a cry for help #i'm kidding #but please lmk where i can find a guy like rooster #this is so bad idek why i'm posting it #i should probably sleep

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kirby-the-gorb · 3 months

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#kirby #daily kirby #my art #digital #hal laboratory #nintendo #(edit: it's been found thank you! original tags preserved below)#I cannot for the life of me find one specific reaction image and its source post #the one where the person is coming to in a hospital bed after a surgery #and they try to eat their own fist #and get stopped #and make big wibbly confused crying faces #it's smooth line images interspersed with text #does anyone have it?#cuz that '🥺???' was me most of the day and I wanted the image so I could convey it #but I Couldn't Find It #and neither my wife nor my best friend have any idea what image I'm talking about #so they can't help #(my partner isn't very online so there's no point asking them lol)#do any of y'all have it pls #I want the original post but I can't even find the standalone reaction image which should be enough to find the post #I've found one iteration of someone drawing their oc in the meme format and that's as far as I got even with as much as I remember about it #favorites

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chipthekeeper · 27 days

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"These old stones, Nasma Brani, it's a temple - or what's left of it - that once sat on the mighty river..."

bonus, from inside the temple:

#help i'm crying about some rocks now #some model rocks made out of clay #i need more hobbies #andor #aldhani #nasma brani #my posts

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crimsoncrocuta · 4 months

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That's what you want, isn't it? To lose yourself in me?

I love/hate how sad he looks when he asks you this.

The confident mask slips as he wonders who exactly you'll be getting lost in because even he doesn't know who he is... and he thinks about all the poor wretches before you, lost in him before being lost to his master. He thinks about how you'll leave a piece of yourself and take a piece in exchange, just like every Sebastian before you. A small price to pay for the protection he thinks he has to buy. Once you figure out how empty he is, how used up and rotted, surely you won't want him anymore but by then he'll have gripped you by the heartstrings. Just like all the others, countless thousands before you. A simple plan. Business as usual. Right?

What is left of the man you were? What parts of you haven't been dragged away, piece by piece, with each soul pulled through you? Are there fragments that remember a father beaming with pride at his clever son? Would he still be proud, to see your sharp fangs snarling back at him? How much of your mother's gentle little boy is left beneath those hungry red eyes? Would she recognize you, bloodstained and hollow? Did your friends carry you to the morgue on the wooden stretcher you use as a bed? Who wrapped you in the blanket that you still cling to? Was it to shield your bruised cheeks from the cold earth as they said goodbye? Did a sister mourn her darling baby brother, were hers the first tears to water the flowers near your empty grave? Did she share your white curls? Or was she a golden sun to your silvery moon? What color were her eyes?

Who's memories am I haunting when I am lost in you?

#astarion #bg3 astarion #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #help I thought about it too much and now I have the sad #brb gonna go cry #why am i like this #there are people in the world that actually think this is a poorly written character #i'm posting this out of order but I don't care #suffer with me sorry not sorry but kinda sorry

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didias-hp · 3 months

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Lily

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arkiwii · 7 months

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Kristen Arknights is giving me brainworms this cannot continue

Before Lone Trail, I was really convinced that "ah yeah so she's really evil", like what, she approved and conducted the Diabolic Experiment? She approved the experiment at Site #359 and was probably looking at the giant Hub from her window, presumably while eating popcorns, and when Saria arrived to scream at her "WHAT THE FUCK" Kristen just replied "Oh hey I knew you would solve it"? She also funded Loken's Watertank and collected his data on children experiments after he got arrested??

Any sane person would be calling her an egoist, a betrayer, a seeker, a loner

And yet, she was a pioneer.

Lone Trail dropped and now, I don't even know what to think anymore of this character. Like I don't approve what she has done, but also, I don't hate her. She put me into a state of mind I can't think straight anymore. This dog is TRULY fucked up.

She was obsessed, truly obsessed by her dream. She wanted to achieve what her parents had failed to do. She wanted to honor her family, to prove something to the world. To find the truth. To break the sky.

And she fucking did it. She absolutely did. She achieved it, she had done what nobody has ever done before. Regardless of the methods, regardless of morals and ethics, what she did was HUGE. That night, everyone on Terra looked up at the sky. She made a huge step forward, she revolutioned and changed things. The moment she pierced the starpod, a page in the history of the world had been turned, a new era has started. This event was major. And countless scientists will look up upon her, and for ages, her name will be praised.

And she did at what cost? Everything. Her own life, her friends.

I can't stop thinking about how much she tried to keep Saria away from her. I thought that Kristen was using Saria, that she didn't care about her, but actually it's... Something else. She does care about Saria, but it's Saria who was completely obsessed with Kristen. It's Saria who refused to let go. Of course, Saria devoted her life to protect Kristen, she wanted to stay with her until the very end. Kristen did not wanted it, she wanted Saria to continue to live on. It's her dream, and she's ready to die to achieve it. Not Saria's. Nor Muelsyse's.

I can't stop thinking about how she tried EVERYTHING to stop Saria. She studied her Arts, found ways to supress them, created Power Armors to neutralize them, she showed coldness to Saria to keep her away. But god, Saria was clingy as hell. If Kristen had to get to install a trap door in her spaceship SPECIFICALLY for Saria, that's to say how much Saria did not want to let go.

Saria was ready to die for Kristen, she was ready to stay with her until the very end. But Kristen always had in mind to go alone.

And in the end, she had to show Saria that she deserves to live, to continue, that there's still people who need her. Rhine Lab needs her. Ifrit needs her. Silence needs her. Rhodes Island needs her. She can't join Kristen like that. She can't die yet.

Even if Kristen was obsessed by her dream, she was still able to care enough for Saria and the people around her.

And god fucking damn I'm crying

Kristen is absolutely the best antagonist of all Arknights there's absolutely no way we can't do better, I'm standing on my ground

#I'm just throwing away my thoughts because I need to let them go #if you remember my post before about what I think of Saria and Kristen's relationship #I was very wrong #I really thought it was abusive/toxic #but actually it's SO complex #Jesus I wanna analyze this woman with a microscope #there's no cure for her #I'M BARKING AND SCREAMING #she said “oh yeah sciences requiees sacrifices ?”#“aight imma be this sacrifice then”#GOD SHE FUCKING DID IT #Lone Trail has been out for a week and I am still crying about it send tweet #arknights #help me

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deoidesign · 7 days

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#ok finally making a post about meds #I've not ever tried taking medication before. I was sorta raised with that classic 'dont rely on meds you have to learn to manage without'#I mean I was also raised with the idea that therapy is stupid unless you have 'real' trauma. and also like idk.#can't stay home from school unless your temp is over 100 or you're throwing up. etc. very suck it up mindset #so I was just really nervous to start. also of course worried about losing myself or whatever I know that's a silly fear but #it's also a common fear for a reason!!! anyways #so I finally was like 'I need to do something' when I realized I was so anxious I couldnt even get myself to go outside alone #like I just don't want to do ANYTHING alone to a detrimental effect. and it was butting into my ability to do my work...#for various reasons. but then ALSO adhd has been a constant issue with my work as well!#it is SO hard to write and draw on a weekly pace like I am without being able to focus #my whole life I've had these terrible nightmares constantly and I've always woken up constantly in the night #sleep has always been terrible so I've always dreaded going to bed.. ESPECIALLy because it didnt even make me less tired #it was more something that I just did because I had to.#but going to bed was always terrible. there have been times I was too scared to go to sleep for weeks on end...#I've been mitigating this for years of course. and recently I've been taking melatonin which has been helping too.#but I've also always struggled to get up. because I've always been EXTREMELY exhausted #but also anxious of what the day might bring... idk.#anyways it has all hit a point that I was like okay. I am doing as many coping mechanisms as I can. the psych said they were good too #but... it just has never been enough. it's never been enough to make me not tired it's never been enough to make me not scared #so I finally talked to the doc about it. and she was like youve def got smth wrong basically. which yah I know.. but yknow #anyways so I started taking wellbutrin. and I am so frustrated now. because it's WORKING #that constant looming sense of dread is gone. I'm excited to get up. I'm excited to go to bed BECAUSE I'm excited to get up #I feel like for years I've been holding on to the idea that I have to get up because I have to put something good out into the world #and I've been clinging to knowing that if nothing else. I am able to help other people feel better.#but now for the first time in my life I'm like. free of it. I didnt even know it was possible... and I'm so sad how much I've lost out on #and so frustrated how my whole life I've been told to put up with it and push through it. and treated like a failure for it being too much.#and just. It has only been 2 weeks. but the lack of anxiety is SO noticeable I'm so...#I'll never miss it. the adhd is still pretty present but like whatever. I can manage that better.#and I'm just crying because of all this combined.#I just. I hope I get to finally be the best I can be now. for myself but also for you guys!

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