#I love you hon

[rillils]

no bc like

this part of the book

EVEN AFTER ALL THAT HAD HAPPENED IN THE LAST FEW MINUTES IN THAT BOOKSHOP

HE. STILL. HAD. HOPE.

HE WAITED TO CHECK IF AZIRAPHALE MIGHTVE CHANGED HIS MIND, THAT THE PAST 6000 YEARS OF HIS LIFE WASNT ALL JUST THROWN AWAY BC OF ONE SMALL CONVERSATION

HE HOPED THAT AZIRAPHALE WASNT REALLY ACTUALLY GONNA LEAVE HIM

AND NOT EVEN NOW, HIS IMAGINATION CANT SAVE HIM

NOT NOW WHEN HE NEEDS IT THE MOST.

let me just go jump off a cliff 💕💕 i am not Okay

Oh sweetie noooo 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 Don't think about this. don't think about how this is the most hurt and lonely Crowley has felt since his Fall. definitely don't think about how this might be the first time he's ever felt so thoroughly hopeless. how for once, he can't see the light at the end of the tunnel, just the stupid fucking tunnel stretching on forever and ever in pitch darkness.

RATHER, think about the future!! think of the moment he'll be kneeling on the ground, exhausted after saving the world again, his sunglasses broken and lost sometime during the battle.

and Aziraphale's kneeling down with him, gently placing the sunglasses he just miraculously mended in Crowley's hand.

but Crowley doesn't slip them on immediately, like Aziraphale thought he would. he just looks up, battered and bruised, and takes Aziraphale in, because even after everything he can't help but drink in the sight of him.

and so what if he'll be laying himself bare again? doesn't Aziraphale already know why he's done everything he's done? hasn't he already seen the miserable, fathomless love in Crowley's eyes? he doesn't have the strength to try and hide any of that anyway, not right now, not when everything was almost gone all over again.

and so he holds the glasses in his lap, all walls down. I thought I'd lost you forever, he says softly, looking in his angel's eyes.

Aziraphale cradles his face in both hands, so tenderly it almost hurts. You cannot lose me, not ever, he says. We still have the rest of eternity to spend together, love. and Crowley falls into him, and buries his face in Aziraphale's shoulder, and they hold each other so tight and for so long, he'll think they'll never be able to part again.

AND THEN THEY MAKE OUT UNTIL THEIR LIPS FALL OFF, THE END

#stucky just stucky #personal #I HAVE TOO MANY FEELINGS ABOUT THIS I CANNOT THINK STRAIGHT IM SORRY #*SCREECHES* #I LOVE YOU HON #HANG IN THERE WE CAN DO THIS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[local-plant-bitch]

I have brain rot for like 10 different movies if he now and they’re all Sigourney Weaver films

Avatar and Aliens especially

Please if you’re in either fandom let’s be mutual, I’ve been infodumping to my same two friends for a month now😭😭

#sky is a saint for putting up with me #I love you hon #sigourney weaver #avatar 2009 #Alien

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

zany to me how these um actually nihilists like to pretend that "um actually love/friendship/cooperation/kindness isn't real bc we evolved that way to benefit ourselves as a species..." um YES? that's also where tool use comes from? that's where cooking comes from? am i supposed to think social bonds & tool use & cooking aren't "real" because they evolved over time instead of appearing fully formed from the ether?

sorry u can't enjoy things. im a superior being twirling a fork in my bowl of delicious noodles whilst staring in adoration at the world

#'love isn't real it's a chemical reaction' #hon i got news for u about chemical reactions and the nature of existence #'we evolved social bonds to benefit ourselves' so you agree? #you agree that social bonds are helpful and important enough that they literally shaped the history of human evolution? #i do not think u are saying. what u think u are saying.

[just-french-me-up]

My absolute favourite posts are ones where Hob loses his fucking mind over Dream's powers like "Of course you can control fucking dreams, look at you." and then immediately starts drowning him in questions :

"What's with the teeth falling nightmares?"

"The Corinthian's prototype."

"So do you also control dogs' dreams, or what?"

"Yes, Hob Gadling."

"So you can speak dog?"

"I appear as a dog to them. Just as I appear as a human to you."

"You appear as a what to WHAT NOW?"

#the sandman #sandman #dream #dream of the endless #hob gadling #hob gadling × dream #hob × dream #dreamling #i just!!!!!!! love these posts!!!!!!! #Hon would be so fucking curious #so do squirrels dream? #burned out dream be like.... yes hob...... squirrels dream #AND ARE YOU A SQUIRREL WHEN THAT HAPPENS?????? #mine

[ibrithir-was-here]

Sooo I wrote a…weird little thing, a certain comic by @mayhemchicken-artblog got my creative juices percolating and under the press of staying up far too late for several days this came to fruition, enjoy!

The Eye of the Beholder

Link to the Comic

#my art #reincarnation #comics #tpodg #the picture of dorian gray #basil hallward #(why did he reincarnate as a girl with Dorian’s face? #cuz that was how the mad idea came to me at 2am #plus it’s easier to hide the ‘birthmarks’ with long flowing locks #my brain is weird ) #lord henry wotton #dorian gray #gothic literature #really the thought I had here was basically #man it would be so messed up to be haunting the body of the person who murdered you #especially if you loved them #and I think Basil deserves both a second chance and to get to be actually upset about that betrayal #even if as Rosemary she can’t really remember it #but also this is gothic fiction nobody just gets handed a happy ending you gotta work through stuff #sorry hon #tw body dysmorphia #tw stab wound #Rosemary is for Remembrance

[seance]

I'M GONNA SEE MY MAN, 'TIL I GET SATISFIED / for @izzy-hands

#ofmdedit #ourflagmeansdeathedit #ofmd #our flag means death #edward teach #izzy hands #israel hands #edits #ofmd spoilers #useravia #userbecca #i started this as a tribute to the character and by association my dear avia who knows her faves and her messy old men #but it wasn't supposed to be so angsty i wanted something to cheer you up! forgive me hon gsdgs-d #the absolute chokehold this song has on me carried me away i suppose #no one look to closely at the shade of magenta cause they're inconsistent as hell #but i could talk for HOURS about the intricacies of this dynamic #don't even really care ship-wise #just the absolute queer insanity that is to be stuck in such a vicious cyle of love and loyalty so deep #they turn ugly and they make monsters and you feel those monsters are your responsibility cause 'you and i made him like this' #so you endure!!!!! cause when's a monster not a monster!!!! oh when you love it #and other tragic quotes

[muffinlance]

The point where you, uh. You definitely put a note with the wrong story. Because what does this mean

Which was the point Zuko realized trees didn’t really understand people. At all. That was okay, Zuko didn’t, either.

#it was probably for Chaos Avatar Zuko? because tree #but it was in my Towards the Sun notes #for the Water Tribe prison camp arc #which is... not particularly tree heavy folks #anyways typing for TtS currently but man do I remember why this chapter didn't get written before #Jun why you gotta have a huge POV #I love you hon but Zuko and Katara are already here #so this is a three POV braided chapter #and that's going to carry through the whole arc #and that is a LOT of scene intermeshing #why did I have to go ARTSY on this #(because it gives my brain happy writing joy that's why) #Jun and the continuing adventures of Stealing Zuko's Coat #Towards the Sun

[idk-bruh-20]

Irondad fic ideas #139

NWH AU where Tony's been in a coma this whole time. He still is. But the world thinks he's dead.

One day, Rhodey is in some science place (maybe SI, maybe a community college where he was giving a speech?) and he sees this kid tinkering who looks exactly like Tony Stark. The teen Tony Stark from when he first met him at MIT. Even down to the mannerisms. He goes up and has a brief conversation with this stranger, just curious. Then he leaves.

Unbeknownst to the kid, Peter, Rhodey managed to grab something for a DNA test. The kid just looked too much like his best friend. Like seeing a ghost

When they analyze the DNA, they learn that this kid is in fact Tony's biological son

Rhodey goes back to find the kid, this time bringing Happy. Peter gets to have the super fun conversation where two people who should know him but don't tell him that the person he saw as a father was his actual father, only it's too late

They convince Peter to come with them eventually. And Peter gets the shock of his entire life

Over the next little while, at Tony's bedside, Peter gets to know Morgan (who he would've seen as a sister anyway but this is insane). He also gets reacquainted with Rhodey, Happy, and Pepper, who all admittedly find him a bit sus with how much he seems to know.

But...this is Tony's kid. His son. So they let him be there, let him talk to Tony and hold his hand. 

Finally, finally, Tony wakes up.

And it turns out, being in a coma and thought dead by the entire world, including wizards, makes one exempt from certain magic

Bonus:

As he sits by Tony's bedside, Peter has to grapple with a lot of emotions. One of them is the realization that he was never actually related to Uncle Ben, which makes him feel like his uncle and aunt died for nothing

Pepper helps him through it. Even not knowing him the way she once did, she knows plenty about guilt complexes and chosen family. She assures Peter that he's still a Parker, no matter what, and that his aunt and uncle wouldn't have given him up for the world

Another thing Peter deals with is the fear of Tony waking up and not knowing him. It breaks his heart just thinking about it.

Cue THE most relieving hurt/comfort reunion ever imagined

#peter (crying): you remember me? #tony (also crying): obviously?? I did all this to bring you back #ironfam: the hell tony?? why didn't you ever tell us you had a son?!?! #tony: what? you guys know peter.. #irondad fic ideas #irondad and spiderson #miscommunication and confusion continue until they finally get through to tony that peter is not just his emotional son #he is also his biological son #tony: ...HOW has this not come up before??? kid we did all those tests on your freaky spider dna- #entire room: YOUR SON IS SPIDER-MAN?!?! #iron dad and spider son #tony stark #peter parker #nwh fix-it #endgame who? #ironfam #tony once he somehow restores FRIDAY'S files and discovers she literally did run a paternity test: why didn't you tell me this hon? #FRIDAY: all data indicated that you already knew and were acting as peter's father #queueueueue #weekly reminder that i love you all but am too busy to be human :) #fic ideas still postponed but you can send asks if you want i just won't see them for a while #see announcements

[acecroft]

If you're me... Then tell me something only I would know.

#spnedit #supernaturaledit #deanedit #tvedit #spn #supernatural #dean winchester #future!dean #jensen ackles #spn season 5 #mygifs #televisiongifs #cinemapix #useroptional #hon don't lie to yourself you LOVED it #i remember when i watched this ep first time #that picture was in my head for like a month after

[gildedmuse]

Law and I know VERY different Corazons.....

#and now let the torture commence #just like Corazon used to make it #babe you GOTTA get a healthier view of yourself and Corazon #one piece #trafalgar d. water law #trafalgar law #donquixote corazon #donquixote rosinante #this is mot a good look hon #I mean yeah it is its this whole sexy bad boy look and I love it #mentally though #not a good look

[nguyenfinity]

She’d stay with them while visiting I think

Bonus:

#enstars #mamagi #rinne amagi #niki shiina #rinniki #i think despite him being raised to be served she'd have taught him how to at least do basic things #basic cleaning and cooking #even if he's technically serving as chief he's not living in the village as one so like. go pick up the broom son #number 1 niki defender is rinne #number 2 is rinne's mother #also she's the type of lady to call you 'hon' and 'dear' and 'sweetheart' and stuff like that #i don't know if i'm writing her right but i really would like to think she's a kind lady. #if she's like everyone else at the amagi village i'm gonna be so sad. #also i love how every time i'm like 'this is gonna be my last drawing for a while' i come right back because i am an impulsive fool #also i think rinne d o e s help out around the house it's just that niki's significantly faster and more efficient when no one's in his way- #-in the kitchen--

[thatgirlonstage]

Oh my stupid boy

#twst #jamikali #not his friend my ass #KALIM DO YOU HAVE ENOUGH SOAP I’M WORRIED ABOUT THE SOAP #hon. baby. you dumb bitch I love him

[desceros]

I feel like Donnie would be mush for his teeny, itty bitty little baby girl.

someone has been peeking in my google drive again i see....

yeah i think he (rise donnie specifically since that's the papatello i'm working on) would be one of those dads who has a big talk about how he's so strict, about the intense regiment he has his kid on to maximize their development, and he's always the most annoying piece of shit at the PTA meeting. flex brag flex brag

but then his little toddler comes up to him on wobbly legs and puts her hands on his calf, tapping at him for his attention and looks up at him with paint all over her face from where she got into the art supplies at the back of the classroom and made a huge ass mess, and he just melts at her crooked little grin (bc dad is the favorite) and is completely incapable of chastising her in any shape or form

that changes when she grows up and starts to act so much like him that he HAS to be firmer with her. the first time he has to put her in time out they both ugly cry a lot

#ask tag #oh god. don't get me started on papatello anon-chan i am on a fuckin RAZOR THIN MARGIN HERE #'don. hon. listen. i love you so much.' #'...and yet i sense a *but* coming' #'...but you have GOT to stop hitting reply all and telling the entire school our daughter is the light of your life and the best child. #i got THREE phone calls from the principal at work this morning. also why isn't YOUR number the one on the file???' #'scoff. i shall stop doing it when it stops being true. also im doing important work that can't be interrupted.' #'but you can interrupt it long enough to draft a fucking five thousand word essay on why our child is the best of all time??!?' #'hm. you're right. it should probably be at least ten thousand. i need the space to discuss her academic achievements as well. good point.' #'SHE IS FOUR.' #papatello

[bayleymania]

Why did Hook just challenge Samoa Joe? Why does he want to die?

#aew #hook #illusion #HON I LOVE YOU BUT COME ON #lexie speaks

[pinkdean]

#these are my own personal choices as someone who hasn't watched betond s10 btwwew #also. wow this is a white guy show holy shit #hon. mentions to alona tal and ruth connell i love you women

[skyloftian-nutcase]

I sort of work in healthcare (not medically certified but I have a position in a nursing home) and idk what code this would be for a hospital (if there even is one) but how would the healthcare boys handle a code being called for a missing patient?

(@hermitdrabbles56)

Legend sighed, blowing some stray hair out of his face as he tapped his fingers on the desk. It was a fairly slow night in the ED, a pleasant surprise, though it made time practically crawl.

Legend had helped the tech restock all the supply carts in his pod, had reread all the notes in his patient’s charts, and still found himself with four hours of his shift left. He had two patients, one of whom was just waiting on lab results and the other was getting admitted and was waiting on a bed. He had absolutely nothing to do.

So when an alert popped up on the computer screen, he perked up with interest. He wondered if there was a fire alarm in a nearby building that has been activated. Instead, he saw security walking briskly, and he looked back at the screen with a little unease.

“Elopement?” He read out loud.

“Looks like,” Warriors commented as he came up beside him. “Came from 6 central, male in his twenties, brown hair, facial tattoos—”

Warriors stopped mid sentence, frowning. The realization dawned on him just as Legend jumped to his feet.

“That’s Twilight!”

The pair nearly tore out of the ED, asking a fellow nurse to watch their patients and making their way to the elevators. Legend was texting Twilight furiously while Wars updated everyone else who was at work.

Wild answered first. Wait the elopement is Twi?? Wth??? I’ll search the basement

“What is he thinking? It’s three in the damn morning!” Legend muttered to himself before yelping as he rounded a corner and slammed right into someone.

Twilight stumbled back unsteadily, throwing a hand out to catch himself. Warriors hastily jumped forward, catching their friend by the hand and guiding him to the floor. Legend reoriented and immmediately opened his mouth to snap at the tech-turned-patient when he got a good look at him.

Twilight was in a pair of pajama bottoms and his hospital gown, eyes glazed with confusion and bags sitting heavily underneath them. Legend knew his friend hadn’t been sleeping well during his hospital stay after his emergent appendectomy, but—

“Need to go home,” Twilight muttered.

“He’s freaking delirious,” the travel nurse groaned as Warriors put a steadying hand on Twi’s shoulder.

“We’ll help you, okay?” the war veteran said gently with a smile. “Let’s get up.”

As Warriors tried to help Twilight to stand, the tech jerked all of a sudden, landing a solid punch right to the nurse’s jaw. Warriors grunted, falling backwards as Legend yelled.

“What the hell Twi, calm down! It’s us!”

Twilight’s eyes were crazed now, and his breathing picked up exponentially before he stood and started to back away. Legend crouched by Warriors to check on him, and the latter waved him off with a groan.

“I’m okay,” he slurred as he rubbed his jaw. “Good grief he can throw a punch.”

“Twilight, you’re safe,” Legend tried to appease their friend as he hovered near Warriors protectively. “It’s us, Legend and Wars, your friends. You’re in the hospital.”

“Need to go home,” Twilight insisted.

“Twilight?”

Legend and Warriors looked behind their confused brother to see Time paused by the elevator.

“He’s delirious,” Warriors said before flinching.

“Shut your trap until I can get some ice on it,” Legend hushed him before continuing, “He’s confused and ran out of his unit and he hit Wars.”

Time stared at Twilight for a moment as the latter started to stumble in another direction, not noticing them anymore. The surgeon slipped easily into his path without touching him.

“Hey Link,” he greeted gently. “You want to go home?”

“Home,” Twilight insisted anxiously.

“Okay,” Time appeased. “Let’s take you home. Can you follow me home?”

When Legend rose to help, Time shook his head. “Look after Warriors.”

Warriors rolled his eyes. “He only punched me once. I’m fine.”

“How is it we get abused so much that we say stuff like that?” Legend moaned, rubbing his face in frustration. “I’ll take care of him, old man. Just don’t let Twi land a hit on you.”

As Legend helped Warriors stand, Time coaxed Twilight into an elevator. The young man paced the confined space uneasily, sometimes rounding on Time as if he had just noticed him. Time gave a reassuring smile and a gentle reminder each time. When they reached the sixth floor, the surgeon carefully guided the younger man down the hallway.

Twilight stopped just short of the doors. “I need to go home.”

“I’ll take you there,” Time reminded him for the eighth time. “It’s okay. You’re safe, Link.”

Twilight shifted uncomfortably before he looked at Time closely.

And then he randomly burst into tears, catching the surgeon off guard.

“Twilight—”

“Pa,” Twilight called pathetically, his voice shaking. “I—home—they said—where—”

Time stood there awkwardly for a moment, unsure what to do. He was nervous to get too close given what had happened to Warriors, and his interactions with patients was never when they were so delirious.

Maybe he should have let the nurses come along. They were better suited to handle this.

The surgeon shook his head. He could handle a delirious patient, especially Twilight.

Most especially because of the title he’d just called him.

Taking a breath and feeling his heart flutter with both warmth and anxiety, he stepped forward and held out a hand. “It’s okay, Link, I’m here.”

Twilight sniffled, stumbling into Time and disregarding his hand entirely. Time caught the boy with sharp reflexes and a surprised grunt before settling into a hug, whispering, “Shh, it’s okay. I’m here.”

They stood there together a moment, Time gently rocking them both as he spoke reassurances into his boy’s hair. Then, Twilight abruptly stumbled away, his tear stained face and puffy cheeks twisting in fright.

“There’s—he said to—someone’s in the corner—”

“Nobody’s in the corner, Link,” Time assured him. “It’s just you and me.”

After pointing out that no one else was nearby, and reminding him that they were going to bed at least twice, Time finally managed to convince Twilight to enter into the unit where his room was. His nurse immediately came forward alongside the charge nurse.

“I think he could use a sedative,” Time said with a smile.

“No kidding,” the frazzled looking nurse muttered. “LIP already put in for one. We’re working on getting a sitter but nobody’s available.”

Time shrugged as everyone coaxed Twilight back to bed. “I can stay with him.”

As the nurse brought him some supplies to keep himself occupied, he watched Twilight attempt to get out of bed again, setting off the bed’s alarm. He stood quickly as the nurse rushed in after having just left, and he coaxed the young man to settle once more.

After finally getting some ramelteon and seroquel, Time watched Twilight twist and turn in the bed and gently redirected his hands when he picked precariously at an IV.

Twilight glanced at him, and for a moment he looked like he recognized him. Then he reached out towards the surgeon, about to get up and set off the alarm again. Time stepped forward hastily, taking Twilight's outstretched hands in his own.

“You’re okay,” he said softly, stroking his boy’s fingers with his thumbs.

“W’nna go home,” Twilight whined sleepily.

Time watched him a moment longer and then sighed, bringing down the side rail of the bed so he could slip into it. Twilight moved over for a moment and then dazedly settled halfway on top of the surgeon, making him chuckle. After raising the railing once more, Time wrapped them both in blankets, holding Twilight close.

To think the kid could have gotten worse, to think his appendix could have burst, he could have gotten septic and died, all because he was too stubborn to come in until Wild called for help because he couldn’t carry him to a car.

Couldn’t carry him out of that hell hole the pair currently lived in.

“W’nna… home…” Twilight muttered sleepily, his breath tickling Time’s neck.

“Don’t worry,” Time soothed, rubbing his back. “I’ll take you home.”

To a real home, one without roaches, one without safety concerns, one with warm soft beds and food and animals that he loved so dearly. Twilight and Wild and their puppy were never going back to that motel.

“I’ll take you home,” he repeated as Twilight finally settled to sleep.

#you ask skye answers #lovely anon #lu in healthcare #I have never dealt with a code for elopements tbh #but I think generally in hospitals there’s a broadcast to security and probably on screens for employees to see #God bless you for working in a nursing home hon #I could never do it #anyway #lu warriors #poor guy’s gonna have a sore jaw for a day or so #lu legend #lu twilight #lu time #Time being a dad #Wild went to visit later #A sleep deprived patient = delirious patient and LET ME TELL YOU #delirium is no joke #and they often hurt themselves accidentally like pulling out IVs or falling #but they can also get aggressive #Twilight will remember absolutely none of this poor thing