#.imh

[emotionrevolution]

I healed.

#23:14 #.imh #.I forgot I had this blog #.posting once after a few years of growing #.of recovering #.sending love to anyone else still on this side of the internet

[theriverbeyond]

HtN p. 58 // NtN p. 429

spinning this in my head at high speed...... the work relies on your continuance. the most important thing you can do is live.

#tlt thoughts #trb.txt #imhs have alt text #we suffer #harrowhark nonagesimus #UGH #TAMSYN MUIR WHEN I GET YOU!!!

[swiftispunk]

Omg I love in my home town, I literally spent the last 2 days just listening to Tis the damn season and thinking of it!!

I was screaming at the end - all I was thinking is what is the readers dad’s reaction?? I need to know pls. Thank u :)

oh non i am so glad you asked

i’m gonna die in a getaway car | an in my hometown drabble

A/N: this takes place immediately after the events of part ii | title is borrowed from track two of the IMH playlist, percolator by charly bliss. if there's one thing about reader's dad, it's that he's a pretty nice normal guy (which is good bc as we know her mother is insane). no i didn't self-insert my own parents into this, shhhh. rating: T word count: 644

Your dad doesn't say a word as he pulls out of the driveway and onto the cul-de-sac, his silence a surprising contrast to the noisy honking of the Camry a moment ago.

You sit perfectly still beside him in the passenger seat, not sure of exactly how much he saw, too nervous to break the silence yourself. It's not like you're expecting a scolding - you're twenty-five years old, damnit - plus it's not really his style. Even so, there's no way you're going to be the one to say something first.

And luckily (or not), you don't have to.

“So,” he finally says as he pulls onto the freeway. “Was that, uh...consensual?”

Oh, Jesus Christ. Well, he saw some of it then.

“‘Cause he’s, uh, quite a bit older than you, isn’t he, kiddo?”

“Um, did it not look consensual?”

Your dad shrugs, his eyes on the road.

“No it…it definitely looked consensual.”

“Well, it was.”

Your voice comes out a little firmer than you mean it to, only intending to make your point clear. The last thing you want is to spoil your dad's friendship with Joel because he thought the guy'd kissed you against your will.

“Tommy didn’t seem too surprised,” he says then.

Fuck. Okay, so he'd seen a lot then.

“Um...yeah, Tommy kind of…knew," you admit sheepishly. No point in lying about it.

“Oh.”

You think he sounds a little hurt. Probably sad you didn't trust him enough to just tell him in the first place. Great, now a guilt trip on top of everything else.

"How long?" You know he doesn't mean since Tommy found out.

You sigh, because there's no easy answer to that. Forever and not at all?

"Uh, since my going-away party. Kind of." That would have to do.

A beat.

“Were you over there yesterday?”

A deep breath, no more lying. “Yeah.”

Then he's shaking his head, the weight of your admission hitting him full-on.

“Ah, kiddo," he sighs, a disappointed sound.

Now you instantly go on the defense. “What’s the big deal? I thought you liked Joel.”

“I do, I love the guy,” he says, finally tearing his eyes off the road to look at you in the passenger seat. "But I don’t live in California.”

His words linger, and you hear then the concern lurking under them, hard as you try not to. You avert your eyes from his, watching the cars go by outside your window, clocking the big blue sign with the big white airplane and its daunting promise that the airport is just "5 miles" away.

“I know what I’m doing, dad," you grumble into your reflection in the laminated glass.

“Do ya?" he presses, eyes darting back to the road momentarily before focusing again on you. "‘Cause I got a half mind to think you’ve been sweet on that man since you were a teenager.”

You roll your eyes and lie, because it's easier. “It was just a stupid crush.”

“And what is it now?”

Fucking hell, your dad with the third goddamn degree. Doesn't he know how hard you're trying not to think about that?

“Just - " you flounder. "It’s not anything.”

Your dad seems to sense whatever angst you're failing to conceal, his tone placating when he vows,

“I won’t forgive him f'he breaks your heart, kiddo."

You rest your forehead forlornly against the window, crossing your arms over your chest as if that could protect you from the onslaught of dread his words awaken in you. The stupid window crank handle juts painfully into your gut but you don't care.

“He won’t, don’t worry,” you murmur.

You were doing that all on your own, just by getting on the fucking plane.

“Aw, sweetie, c’mere.”

You sigh, a long and miserable sound, succumbing to his gentle tone as you shift your weight so you're leaning over the centre console and into his side instead. He pulls one hand off the wheel to wrap it soothingly over your shoulders.

“Go easy on him," you say as stupid, unwitting tears start to play at your eyes again. "He actually tried to be responsible.”

“He’s a good man," your dad allows, smirking. "And I know there ain’t no stoppin’ you once you’ve set your mind to something.”

You smile too, but that's when the airport exit comes into view and your dad returns his hand to the wheel to navigate his way towards domestic departures.

Case in point.

#in my hometown #pedro pascal character fanfiction #dbf!joel miller #imh!joel

[agentmarcuspike]

"carve your name into my bedpost, cause i don't want you like a best friend"

moodboard for "in my hometown" by @swiftispunk

#i've had this in my drafts for too long now lmao #something's not quite right with it to me but oh well #i know there christmas in there too but it's just giving major summer vibes to me #imh #in my hometown #swiftispunk #joel miller x reader #joel miller fanfiction #madeamoodboard

[cowboylikejoel]

happy birthday to our girl han!! aka @swiftispunk ♡

you're such a special person. you're so kind and warm to everyone you interact with here. you have blessed us with your beautiful mind that created showstopping, life-changing stories. you made our hearts full of love with your writing. we all had a delicious summer treat thanks to your fic, "your summer dream." you're such a talented writer, you should seriously be published. you'd be a millionaire! like anytime i read your fics, i could just imagine it being held in people's hands as a paperback or hard cover.

i'll read and devour anything you write, but you know the series "in my hometown" series has stolen my heart. i made this fanart as a lil gift to give some love back to you. this is supposed to be how i imagined a scene in part ii, when superstar is saying goodbye to joel right before he pulls her back in for a kiss. just imagine a shocked sarah and superstar's sister in the background hahaha.

i hope you have the best day ever! you deserve the world. love ya! 🩷 #punkie4life

love, s 🩷

#birthday girl #swiftispunk #my fanart #IMH

[disneyprincemuke]

my mom and i take a calendar every year and make it into an f1 calendar with the entire schedule for the year. each month is a different driver and we glue a bunch of funny photos to it so of course i had to include logan this year and TELL ME WHY there are ZERO bad pictures of this man on the internet. i had to DIG through the DEPTHS of pinterest to find ANYTHING worth using. he’s just too gorgeous, photogenic, and baby girl it’s actually a problem 😓😓

logan’s INCAPACITY to have an unglam picture is CRAAAAAAAAAAZY to me i can’t lie, i had to beg my tumblr besties for a bad logan photo so i can make him my dp and honestly the photo i have, YOU CANT EVEN TELL ITS LOGAN TBH I CANT EVEN TELL ITS LOGAN I JUST WENT WITH IT 😭😭😭

also that fisheye lens photo?? he actually looks very very good in it like ???? his eyes????? hello???????????????? the hair? the nose? the logan? yeah alexa play willow by taylor swift

#disneyprincemuke asks #no i’m crazy actually #somebody call imh

[lavoixhumaine]

i’m replying to people who left comments on it’s me, hi. and i had to stop because i was making myself sad. it’s hard to think about this right now. not the story, but…i think i made a mistake and it’s not so funny right now, is all.

when i’m not sober, i’m not sad. i’m mouthy and unpredictable. especially in my head. i thought it was just from watching the finale but i’m starting to think…no, i left the door open and some things i try not to think about got loose…and instead of actually dealing with it, it ended up on a blank page and filled it up disguised as something else. and that was the best way my brain could process that instead of hitting me across the face with it.

the truth is, i’m married to my best friend. and he’s…yeah, he’s sick and there is no cure. just the inevitable, painful end. and sometimes, i remember that when the time comes…i’m going to lose my best friend and my husband at the same time. and there is nothing i can do about it. it’s a selfish thought but i am a selfish person. and that’s where my brain tries to avoid letting me wander to and where it loses control when i do something to myself that takes all the safety latches off.

i need to shove them back in the door. i don’t like being sad. i have the rest of my life for that.

#mine #imh #ao3 #911 fanfic #911 fanfiction #tv: 911 #athena grant #angela bassett #bathena #bobby x athena #bobby nash #peter krause #bathena fanfic #bathena fanfiction

[spiked-mall-goth]

BEST SANDWICH I'VE EVER EATTTEEEEEENNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!

#spikes rambles #YOU GUYS ITS SO FUCKING GOOD IMH I'M FIGHTING THE URGE TO GO MAKE ANOTHER ONE WITH THE REST OF THE BREAD

[jlalafics]

request!

[ peeta needs help learning how to shower with a fake leg. katniss, feeling responsible for the missing leg, volunteers. post first book]

“This sucks.”

Truthfully, Katniss can’t help but agree.

She watches from the bedroom doorway as Peeta attempts to wrap his leg—the prosthetic—that he’s still getting used to. Despite being angry at her for lying, he didn’t even attempt to stop her when she bombarded his house.

It would be too much to admit she was worried about him.

Instead, Katniss came with some of her game and a message from Haymitch to see how he was. She is sure that Haymitch would’ve asked—once he awoke from his hangover.

“What can I do to help?”

“Go back in time and stop Cato from knifing me!” Peeta growls before ripping the wrap off. There’s a flash of anger in his blue eyes before it suddenly fades with the heavy slump of his shoulders. “I’m sorry. This is just new to me.”

Katniss has never seen him like this—angry…despondent...resigned.

“Let me.”

She steps into the bedroom, kneeling before him on the bed. Taking the plastic bag, Katniss has him lift his leg so she can knot the top to keep the prosthetic from getting wet. Up close, she examines it as she moves the plastic up. It looks unbelievably real with carved indentations to look like the calf muscle; the bottom part of the foot even has a print on it.

Only the best for a Victor.

However, this will never replace the feeling of touching the earth with bare feet or even feeling water between his toes.

“There.” Katniss rises slowly. “Let’s get you to the shower.”

“You don’t have to stay.” Peeta stands up. “I’ll be fine.”

“No, now that I’m here, I want to help you through this,” she tells him. “This is your first time by yourself, right?” He nods. “I won’t look if you’re worried about that.”

“Well, we are the Star-Crossed Lovers—” Peeta lumbers slowly out towards the hallway and Katniss rushes behind him to make sure he won’t slip. “—we’ve supposedly seen one another naked a handful of times.”

Katniss’ face flushes at his words and Peeta snorts seeing it.

“Don’t laugh,” she glowers.

“Sorry.” They stop in front of the bathroom. “I have very little reasons to laugh nowadays. I apologize if it’s at your expense.”

“I’m sure whatever you have isn’t any different from any other…man.”

It occurs to Katniss that she no longer sees him as the Boy with the Bread. Peeta, with his strong jaw and broad shoulder…and brawny calf muscles—prosthetic and real—is a man through and through.

Peeta raises a brow. “Now I’m curious about just how many men you’ve seen.” He steps into the bathroom before turning to her with a wry smile. “Thanks for your help. I think I have it from here.”

“O-Of course,” she stammers.

The door closes slowly but not before her eyes catch Peeta, back to her, tugging down his boxers and revealing a firm buttock—

Katniss whips around, feeling breathless at what she’s just seen. Her body is hot, and her nipples tightened, suddenly sensitive to the fabric they brush against.

Slowly, she walks down the stairs and out the door—thoroughly aware of the effect Peeta has on her.

(So Katniss didn't exactly get him into the shower but perhaps that happens in another part of this. Thanks for reading!)

#request #Everlark #Everlark Drabble #Everlark fanfiction #Pre Catching Fire #She sees him naked on the Victory Train IMH

[livingdeadvamp]

WHAT THE FUCK IMHSBALIDWDA IS ABOUT TO HIT 100 MIL STREAMS?????????

#imhs haters dni youre not special for disliking their biggest song lmfao

[quorras]

sobbing where are the infinity repeating gifsets. crying i need to reblog infinity repeating gifsets to tell everyone how emotional i am about this weeping

#rex speaks #daft punk #imh whhwhw its hhwjhw #rough few days and the video is like its okay its okay its okay humanity and love remain always #god i love animation i love animation history so much #AND BRIEF TRON REFERENCE IN IT TOO

[swiftispunk]

can ya’ll like this post if you want to be added to my joel miller fics tag list pls <3

#i have one for imh but feel like i should broaden it #thnx bbs

[comrade-shrimp]

Need a Legion oc that's just straight up fucked and evil

Cicero doesn't even want to be there, he just works there

Annamaria isn't Legion

Aloysius is just having fun and is siding with whoever the winner is most likely going to be

I need just the absolute worst. A villain. Someone you can find yourself absolutely hating.

#rambles #i know ppl hate cicero #especially in imh #but i have such a love for him i cannot hold any hate for him in my heart #i need a character that will have people sending me hate anons #telling me to go to therapy or to delete tumblr

[doodlemeimpressed]

I'm going through something right now i love him. if you talk bad about him I'll blow you up i swear to God i swear to GOD. i love him so much

#doodle.txt #IMHES HES SO GOOD!! IM GOING TL DIEEEE #ryan erzahler #the quarry

[waterparksdrama]

im a greatest hits girlie unfortunately i will suffer without some of those songs but. crave (:

how do you think i feel as an entertainment stan... - iz

#nah but numb is so mid. it's just a fandom b side #also we do not fucking need imhs on the setlist the joke has been gone for years now and also as a song it just sucks

[omarfor-orchestra]

Ve lo ricordate quando

E adesso è stato scelto dopo un anno di casting per un progetto internazionale dove recita in inglese? Perché potrei non dormirci la notte

#un po' mi dispiace non averlo visto dall'inizio inizio #però mi piace molto il percorso che sta facendo perché non è stato troppo improvviso ma molto graduale imh #*imho #e silenzioso #e niente sono tanto contenta per lui soprattutto perché io per questo qua ho rivalutato la mia vita #io spero di guardarmi indietro un giorno e dire 'nicmopà recita con così tanta passione che l'ha fatta tornare pure a me e ora ci lavoro' #🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻