#.... yeah. :

[thinkingabout-girls]

#yeah. #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #marcille donato #falin touden #farcille #tw nudity #image id in alt text

[sgrub]

#hs #homestuck #dave strider #jade harley #davejade #yeah. #jupiterweathers

[lunarmoves]

the words had slipped out of your mouth almost unconsciously.

they’d been festering in your mind for a while, you knew. bubbling and boiling until you felt akin to a tumultuous volcano. it was only inevitable that you’d eventually spew them out, you thought. you were just lucky it was after hours in the daycare, when it was just you and him. alone and with a finite amount of time at your fingertips.

“i beg your pardon?” sun said at the same time something cracked in his grip.

you glanced at his hand to see a broken crayon gripped in it. he didn’t let it go, his wide eyes latched onto your form from where he’d been cleaning up the drawing tables.

you swallowed thickly, a heat encompassing your neck and ears. you looked away, suddenly shy and— something else. “…never mind. forget i said anything.”

“no, friend.” he finally opened his hand to drop the broken crayon into the plastic box he was holding. then he set it down on a table and strode up to your lingering form to grip at your upper arms. something gleamed in the flickering iridescence of his optics. “what did you say?”

it was more difficult now than before with how he was acting. something squirmed in your gut, but you couldn’t avoid him and his persistence, you knew this. your eyes flicked off to the side and it felt like you had to force the words out again. “…i love you.”

there was a moment where he just stared blankly at you. then his eyes crinkled sharply and he started to laugh.

it wasn’t a kind thing—loud and harsh and echoing around the daycare in a way that made it all the more jarring. he laughed and laughed and laughed, breathless somehow and with a shrillness that hurt your eardrums. made you feel so utterly nauseous.

you could only stand there, confused and a bit hurt. he had let go of your arms in his laughter, folding them across his stomach like you’d just told him the funniest fucking joke in the world. you burned with embarrassment.

the abruptness with which he stopped laughing made you nearly flinch—cut off so suddenly like it was a recording. wiping a fake tear from his eye, sun leaned over your figure with his gaze trained on your face.

“no you don’t,” was his frigid reply. and it was so unexpected after all of… that that you snapped your gaze back up to his faceplate in confusion and a tinge of fiery offense.

“what?” you snapped out. you were bubbling and boiling—but not in the same way as before.

“you don’t love me,” he repeated with all the intent of a colossal glacier moving down a river. his white pupil gaze turned half-lidded.

you were irate and you knew it showed. “you can’t just—”

“oh but i can!” he interrupted cheerily, reaching out with a hand to boop your nose. the lighthearted action juxtaposed heavily against the fire licking at your heart.

you made an angry noise. “it’s my feelings and i’m telling you i—”

“my dear!” sun exclaimed loudly over your voice to smother it. “look at me!” he gestured down at himself—all yellow and red and bells and stripes and metal metal metal. his voice was weighed down by tons of concrete and it felt like a stab to your chest. “you don’t love me. you don’t love this.”

then he gripped onto your arms once more, face strained in a wide smile bordering on manic desperation. you felt all the simmering rage dissipate in a snap—leaving you so utterly cold.

and when he spoke, it was like his words were held together only by a tight, fraying thread. “you can’t.”

#remember when i said i had another idea for the ily drabble i wrote a few days ago? #yeah. #yeah… #sun x reader #sun x y/n #sundrop x reader #sundrop x y/n #sundrop x you #dca fandom #dca fanfic #dca x reader #dca x y/n #daycare attendant x reader #daycare attendant x y/n #fnaf sun x reader #fnaf sun x y/n #fnaf dca x reader #shay scribbles daydreams

[evermorebytaylorswift]

thinking about the asylum concept and “what a shame she’s fucked in the head.”

#yeah.

[gilmores-glorious-blog]

#yeah. #anyway. #good omens #good omens spoilers #good omens season 2 #ineffable bureaucracy #ineffable husbands #eli.posts

[cemeterything]

#🐉 #yeah.

[lxvenderjewel]

gotta do one of these

10 notes and I’ll drink a glass of water ✅

50 and I’ll start making decorations for my room (origami)

100 and I’ll get a beginners crochet kit

200 and I’ll start working on one of my songs

1k and I’ll crochet something for my crush

10k and I’ll post the song once it’s done

20k and I’ll confess to her in April

im scared to death of my fam so praying this doesn’t get on their dash! 🙏💞

edit: oh dear lord. Rip to my notifs. Why did I do this.

edit 2: you all got to 1k too quickly im changing the final goal for my sanity

edit 3: IS STUNDE IS FINISHED IT FINISHED LIKE THESE FARTS AGO STOP REBLOGGING THIS GO CHECK OUT MY WRITING IN MY INTRO POST TY

#notes #notes game #yeah.

[wormtime123]

spare skyblings? spare skyblings ?

#yeah. #hermitcraft #grian #pearlescentmoon #skyblings #skyduo #my art #also i realized i've never drawn moth pearl before #had to change that asap

[emily-e-draws]

you guys know the uhh samurai cat meme

#yeah. #loz #totk #link #blupee #i just think they’re neat!!!

[saewokhrisz]

dead man walking, leaving his rot behind

#hi [in a tone that indicates that im completely normal about miguel and his actions and the implications of his actions] #yeah. #miguel o'hara #spiderman 2099 #spiderverse #atsv #fanart #my art #gabriella o’hara

[theoptia]

Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980; February 17th, 1970

Text ID: I don't feel guilt at being unsociable, though I may sometimes regret it because my loneliness is painful. But when I move into the world, it feels like a moral fall—like seeking love in a whorehouse.

#susan sontag #as consciousness is harnessed to flesh: journals and notebooks 1964-1980 #as consciousness is harnessed to flesh #quote #journal #diary #french literature #lit #miscellanea #yeah.

[frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe]

regular thrifter eddie comes across a pair of dog tags with the name 

HARRINGTON, STEVEN 04 AUG 1920 AB NEG U.S. ARMY

he takes them to the counter without even thinking about it, no more than a new addition to his outfit.

he looks up the name eventually, and holy shit, this guy’s gorgeous

something something he tracks down the old-timey hottie’s great grandson Steve Harrington (the fourth) to return the tags and wouldn’t you know it, Steve is the spitting image of his grandpa

#is this anything? #y'all ever see a super hottie from the 30s/ww2 era? #yeah. #this is that post lmao #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve harrington x eddie munson

[jackalspine]

#yeah. #jackal shenanigans #danny phantom #skeh #12/8/23 #sigh.

[laithraihan]

#reigen arataka #mp100 #mob psycho 100 #my art #yeah.

[firefox-official]

you were like 14 and tumblr famous?? i am so sorry

#yeah. #my art

[murdrdocs]

just thinking about miguel o'hara ... coming out of the shower ...

white towel tied low on his waist, v-line extremely visible, hair leading from his belly button down to the patch that you can just barely see also made known by your wandering eyes. he moves around the room casually, talking to you about something that you just respond to in curt "uh-huh"s, all so you can look at the defined muscles of his shoulders, chest, back, arms.

everything is visible there, with just the most important parts covered, and it's nothing you haven't seen before, but it always gets you. especially with the way his hair waves more when wet, dripping down onto his shoulders, hanging over his chiseled face.

"you listening to me, amor?" his voice is low as he asks it, and he's been speaking the whole time but these words make you jump in your seat. you sit up a little straighter, take a breath, then repeat the same sound ("uh huh"). he continues speaking, and you think you're in the clear.

his back flexes as he digs into the drawer, then he turns to face you and you're met with his abs before you will your eyes to drag up and meet his. chocolate brown, framed with long, wet lashes. his pink lips parted, thick eyebrows furrow for a second, then almost-perfect teeth put on display when he smirks, open-mouthed, then closed.

"something you want?"

#yeah. #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel ohara x reader #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara #spider man: across the spider verse #miguelsworld!