#feelingsss

[rabbitbled]

@sofakvng said: ❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜

Eyes trail over his face, finding a sincerity on his features that makes her chest ache. She was home now, a survivor. Shauna wonders what good survival was when she still felt like an open wound. (When she knew deep down she always would.) It all came with such a high cost, with loss after loss.

And she felt it every day, the guilt and shame, a regret that lingered. In some ways, Jeff was a reminder. In other ways, a reprieve. But in any case, in spite of herself, she did care about him. She smiles, a soft but slightly sad expression. "I promise," she says quietly. "I won't go anywhere."

#sofakvng #asks. #ic asks. #FEELINGSSS #sobs a little #also was too lazy to see if I could find a particularly fitting gif/icon oop #v; younger (post rescue)

[arcxnumvitae]

“Fly on the wall” emi and Aur if he would

@cxrsedsouls || Send ‘fly on the wall’ for a Drabble of my muse talking to someone else about your muse  

He felt the presence before he even lay eyes on Adair. He could have sensed it even through the plants composing the palace beneath him if he so desired. That, after all, was part of what the king of Seelie could do. But moments of peace and quiet were few and far between, and atop his palace with the cool night air brushing his cheek, he would prefer to remain in his own head for now.

“It isn’t very secure up here, Your Majesty. Especially when you make it a point to sneak out of your chambers instead of sleeping.” The admonishment was gentle. Maybe others would have been too afraid to speak to him so frankly, but the king new Adair would never truly disrespect him. And he was correct after all.

From where he was seated on the edge of a wall, the man’s eyes drifted up to the night sky and a hand clutched his blanket tighter about him in an effort to stave off the wintery breeze. “I only wanted a few moments to look at the stars. This is the only opportunity I ever get anymore to see them.” There was no hiding the wistful tone in the king’s voice, nor the way his usually cool gaze softened as he took in the glimmering night sky. Adair’s voice was equally as soft.

“Because they remind you of her.” It wasn’t a question.

“They do,” he agreed. There wasn’t much point in trying to hide it. At least, no point in trying to hide it from Adair, not when he accompanied the king on his last visit to see her. Even if his guard had kept his distance, there were only so many ways one could excuse stealing away someone from a ball for a midnight horseback ride. 

“I’d always felt a connection to the stars, but now...” A sigh left the Seelie king. “She’s the only thing I can think of when I see them. It’s ironic, I can’t even comfort myself with the thought that she might be gazing upon the same night sky herself.” No, the silver streaks that smudged the sky and scattered about the starry landscape was enough of a reminder that the skies of Seelie, beautiful as they were, were wholly different from the one that graced the mortal world.

Adair’s voice spoke up once again. “Your Majesty, maybe I overstep, but why not go to her? You care deeply for her, yes?”

A long silence stretched outward from his statement. He nearly believed the king simply hadn’t heard him speak, but eventually the man let out a hollow laugh.

“Do you think Seelie would accept her as its queen? Do you think the gentry would abide having a vampire rule them? Even though fae blood runs true, do you think any children of ours would not become targets or outcasts? My people may ultimately have no say in who I court, but they are vicious in their cruelty nonetheless. She could handle their cruelty and their callousness, I know she could. She is one of the strongest people I know. But...” His eyes closed with a heavy sigh, a pained furrow creasing its way through his brow. “Who would willingly put someone they care about through hardship like that? Someone even now likely still plots for the deaths of the remaining Seelie royalty.” His mother’s quiet but suddenly shattering disappearance from his life. His father’s silver blood still staining his hands even in his dreams... “I accepted the burden of this crown but that does not mean I would wish the same for her.”

The rustle of clothing told him that Adair shifted, but still the guard remained in position standing guard behind him. “I imagine she already knows the burden of ruling, Your Majesty. Do you not think she at least deserves the option? Instead of you taking the choice entirely out of her hands?” An icy breeze accompanied the man’s words. The king shivered against the chill that snuck beneath the warm protection of his blanket. 

“What is even the point of this debate, Adair? She is engaged, presumably of her own choice. She may not love him but the man is kind to her. Wouldn’t it also be inconsiderate of me to insert myself into her own plans with no regard for nothing more than the sake of my feelings?” 

“I think,” another blow of air, this time a sharp gust, whistled through, “that you are simply being a bit of a coward.” The silence that followed was sharp, a clear challenge in the air from the usually easygoing and gentle guard. The king’s shoulders stiffened, seemingly moments from turning to face the other, but they quickly slumped once more into a defeated curl.

“Now you truly do overstep,” Aur murmured. But the words held no real heat behind them.

#cxrsedsouls #{Aur Answers #{Adair #{Aur Drabble #{Aur and Emi} #feelingsss #he's brooding basically

[bebryzy]

There is something about choosing Aya, as someone had pointed out before that it's Atsushi in the anime, to be the first to find Fukuzawa.

Aya is someone who believes in justice, that there is evil to be fought and good to save the day. It's a perspective you'd expect of a child, and while obviously Aya has her own issues that are much more nuanced, her perspective is still greatly one of the agency are the good guys and the hunting dogs are the bad guys here to ruin everything.

Now compare this to Fukuzawa, who is the only person who is ever going to know to the extent that Fukuchi sacrificed for the sake of peace. What Fukuchi did was by all means morally wrong, but he did it for reasons that only Fukuzawa will truly be able to understand, being his friend for so long. The juxtaposition of these two characters is so powerful to me. To hear praise at the lost of his friend, to know that he's the only one who knows, it's so so painful.

It to me really just emphasizes that the end of this arc isn't one to sigh of relief, that the good guys prevailed. It's to mourn those who are lost because the world set them up and put them down a route of tragedy and misery and their perseverance to their values anyway.

#bsd #bsd manga spoilers #bungou stray dogs #bsd 113 #im just sooo #ugh the art just the pain #i have so many feelingsss #this feels so cruel

[milogreer]

guys i miss milo :(

#thinking about the kind of embarrassed way he apologizes for swearing too much #and the relieved little giggle when sweetheart says they don’t mind 🥺🥺🥺 #i’m in my FEELINGSSS. AHHHH. goodnight #sweetheart.txt

[nattaphum]

Mileapo Soundcheck for The Last Kinnporsche date 🖤🌈

#so many feelingsss #kinnporsche #mileapo #kp world tour #kpwt bangkok #kpwt day10

[whumpy-wyrms]

my characters are not objects like they have lives they’re real to me

#im so so so autistic about them #my blorbos have feelingsss they existtt they’re real in their own way #wyrms says stuff #ahahaha shit!!!

[rainpelt25]

Thinking about how this half Vulcan who was never good enough for either side ran away to star fleet thinking he would be alone forever not knowing the entire crew would love him so much they would risk their lives and careers for him yes I just watched the search for spock no I'm not ok

#star trek #star trek tos #the search for spock #tos spock #james t kirk #nyota uhura #bones mcoy #hikaru sulu #is there a tag for shipping the entire bridge crew?? there should be ngl i can see them all together #AUGGGG THAT MOVIE HURT ME #SPOCK IS SO LOVED IT OUCH MY FEELINGSSS

[self-made-cages]

I really do think that Live Lounge 2019 (specifically sad piano Holy Ground and Can't Stop Loving You) are the original creative output from the first great war

#so many feelingsss

[absentmoon]

my ivor can cast potions

#daisy.txt #and hes sensitive and smart and cares about mee #heee cares about me and my feelingsss and he always tells the truth andd mmm #hes my ivor #✨.ivor

[gamergirl929]

This is some TOP TIER storytelling right now, the emotion in Jey’s voice, the tears from Sami, the hesitation from him, having to choose between a found ‘family’ and his literal former best friend, this is seriously an amazing time to be a wrestling fan.

#wwe #wwe royal rumble #royal rumble #sami zayn #roman reigns #jey uso #okay im done for the night. XD Sorry for flooding the tags I just have a lot of feelingsss

[alicornae]

" Be not afraid !! We have made ... "

" ... Pancakes !! "

#` ♡ 🌙 ( queen of the winter court — ic. ) ` #` ♡ ☀️🌙 ( from up on high — dash comm. ) ` #( would u eat her dubious pancake ) #( or do u wqanna hurt her feelingsss :[ )

[cozybearz]

re: me overanalyzing toothbrush storage dhdhd

what Definitely wasnt remotely hygienic was when i was at school and we’d be camping and backpacking for extended periods of time and i just had to put it in a cover in a bag all day looking back on it that was icky but i didnt have a lot of options for that kind of stuff hygiene was definitely not the highest priority

#ive mentioned it before but like. the almost full school year gone without washing my sheets bc time was never made for it #partially on me cause i guess other people just brought multiple sets but we only had one dresser for belongings #so i was tryin to save storage space #i haveeeee mixed feelingsss abt my school experienceeee 👍👍👍 #cause we had two sets of instructors theyd switch out for camping time vs campus time #and i guess theyd just pass off the expectation without communicating it assume we’d do certain cleaning things #but there was never time

[omoikokoro]

--- Cont. from here [x] || @godkilller

--- It did evoke melancholy, this day. And, strangely enough, a guilt he could barely swallow around. Despite the myriad of times his captain had assured him that he had no reason to feel guilty. There was no telling his body to banish that sickly feeling in his belly, the occasional difficulty to manage a full breath. There was no distraction great enough to keep him from visiting on a day like this, even if every other regular day he managed to scarcely think of his traitorous superior { Ex. Ex-superior }. Rose would grow upset if he knew where Izuru was right now. He had an inkling that his current captain did know, but.. As a courtesy, he'd kept his mouth shut. And perhaps he would keep that up, just for the day. Time would tell.

Equally, time would have to tell of Gin's acceptance of his gift, and the information it came with; a knowledge of the passing of time. Of what season was colouring the world outside these walls.

Izuru's lips pressed together, a thin, pale pink line. He'd not yet eaten today, but he almost figures it fitting. Why should his stomach be full, when Gin's so obviously wasn't. It seemed almost an affront, or a taunt. That was not-- He wasn't here for that. He has no answer, though, to that question. This place was drab, and filthy enough to scare even the simplest grunt without a neat streak, let alone one taught in the ways of meticulous medical sterility.. There should be no reason for him to voluntarily come here, to seek out a man that hurt him so deeply. But an explanation does not come. He shakes his head, almost imperceptibly.

Rats carry all kinds of diseases. He finds himself thinking.

The soft clinking of metal rouses him, and his gaze follows the noise to watch the other man abandon his dark, faraway corner. Izuru's nose curls involuntarily. There was no mistaking Gin for anyone else, given his colouring, or even the way he moved despite the decreased speed. Though, he seemed a shell of the man Izuru had known him as. How long had it been since he had come down here? Was this deterioration normal? -- No. No, Of course not. No deterioration, rapid or not, is normal. Given the circumstances.. Perhaps Gin even.. Looked alright. Izuru's eyes had not left him from the moment he shifted against the wall, to the moment he reached and took his first bite of the offered fruit.

The flash of rust in otherwise near-white hair catches his attention. "Did they hurt you- or did you--?" Izuru hears his own voice bounce off the walls. Does it sound thinner in the echo, or was that how it left his throat? Perhaps it was the lump there, that did it. Brought forth by his previous captain's smile.

He did miss it, when it did not come; that banter. Eyes quickly shifted to hands folded in his lap. Nostalgia is a liar, his friends would say. And yet. "I'm sorry if they're not as sweet.. It's a bit early.." It always was that way, the harvesting only just beginning as Gin's birthday came by.. Izuru never touched the stuff, of course, and he hadn't taste-tested this batch, either. He picked at the loose skin near his left thumbnail, not caring when he ripped it off and it started to bleed. He was watching the plate, rather than the man, as that hand repeatedly returned to it. Thin.. Sickly looking wrist, even for Gin's standards. It rivaled even Izuru's now, in how easily one might snap it.

He watched until the plate was empty, which happened seemingly from one blink to the next. "I.. Should have brought more.."

#[l i sten] #[i have s o many feelingsss] #[depressio n mostly but] #godkilller

[drinkurkombucha]

I love ur works!! YFL broke me

Thanks anon, so glad you enjoyed it ❤️. YFL broke me too, trust.

#I can’t think about that fic too much #because FEELINGSSS

[pineapple-frenzy]

It's like one thing after another in different fandoms I'm in I don't know what to scream about first hold uppp

#between all the hypmic stuff to the upcoming svt comeback to the latest csm chapter #like my brain is gonna explode #they’re all prompting very different responses from me aahhhh so many thoughts and feelingsss #also i'm in a math class rn my brain just can't handle all this jdoakakkd #bruh why do i have to take a math class i'm an art student #like i'm not fully paying attention rn but stilllll #anyways i'm screaming about everything #just screaming #:> #rambles

[javisjeanjacket]

the urge to write for my own novel vs the urge to write about kissing Miguel O'Hara

#im just having FEELINGSSS #spider boyfriend