#and i oop-

[ladyinwhitesupremacy]

#nevermore webtoon #annabel lee nevermore #annabel lee whitlock #nevermore memes #and I oop- #cries a lot #cries about her wife #nevermore webcomic

[labyrinthaze]

Wind in my hair, I was there...

#and i oop- #taylor swift #all too well #red #the last great american dynasty #folklore #speak now #speak now tv #the errors tour #the eras tour #the eras tour spoilers #taylor swift lockscreens #taylor swift wallpapers #credits to @/lostintay on twitter #video by @/cowboylikehale on twitter

[jeres-red-g-string]

fifanuupi123 via IG

😰😮‍💨

#and I oop- #käärijä #jere pöyhönen #kaarija #ig update

[angelbabyange]

glen in australia looking like this is absolutely making me feral (pic creds to the owner)

#glen powell #i am not okay #he is so fucking hot #he doesn't even know that he doesn't even need to try to look good #feral mode #i'd drop to my knees and call him daddy #and i oop- #jake seresin #what a man

[cinnamonisclown]

#and I oop- #cinnamon cookie #roguefort cookie #cinnamon x roguefort #roguefort x cinnamon #cinnafort #cr fanart #cinnarogue #cookie run art #cookie run ovenbreak #cookie run

[astarionancuntnin]

its honestly so ironic of me to be into the whole vamp/blood drinking thing knowing that out of the two (2) times i donated blood, i always passed out

failing those rolls that first night he drinks from you and dying as a result was meta af on my end

#like im not scared of blood or needles #i dont psychologically care for them #but my body gets into a situation and goes : no thanks! #and i oop- #my posts #bg3 #astarion

[messenger-of-stupidity]

Busy Hands

Well... I finally posted one of the GBA fics in my drafts. :D

CW: Grief, cursing, gendered listener 

(Ik. So unusual for me O.O But I need to reintroduce gender into my writing for project reasons)

GBA Masterlist

Summary: Just Faithful struggling through the grieving process and trying to raise a kid.

Faithful’s hands haven’t stopped being busy. Not since that day. Sometimes she still wakes up at night, the smell of the collapsing temple stuck in her nostrils. It takes racing to the bathroom and dry heaving while praying she doesn’t accidentally wake the young girl sleeping in the next room over. Even in those moments her hands are still occupied.

Either with holding back her hair or gripping the toilet bowl as she empties nothing. Eating was difficult those first few weeks. Because despite everything, she lost three people that day. She hadn’t ever really liked her brother, not with the way he constantly let her know she was useless. But the guilt of being glad he was gone had started to dig like a knife into her gut. Devlin had just... left them. Was she silly for believing he would stay? Silly for hoping? 

And then there was... Albus. Thinking about him really did feel like she was being crushed right beside him. Her ribcage locked and it got difficult to even breathe. He told her to continue with her life and not regret. But how could she not? If she had just been faster, or not been so weak maybe she could have found a way to save him. She hadn’t been able to keep her mind from wandering there when she was idle. 

It’s why she had to stay busy. She just... had to. 

Currently, her hands were busy kneading bread. Kerano was running around outside playing some game that her imagination made up and then expanded. Faithful pressed the heel of her palm hard against the dough. They had been inside this safehouse for a little over a couple months if she was counting the passing days correctly. Although with her sleep schedule so tattered and torn she couldn’t rely on that. Plus upon arrival she hadn’t bothered counting the days. 

More often than not she rounded a corner and expected to see Albus leaning against a wall with his patronizing greeting of “Well hey there Faithful.” It took her a while to get used to the silence when Kerano wasn’t in earshot or was staying quiet. At least she didn’t wake up and think she was still on the ship for a few hours.

She grabbed a knife and cut the dough into three equal parts. 

Faithful had once told Albus that she used to bake bread for the children that would run around the temple grounds. It was nothing special and she had tried to downplay it. Albus had let her for a few minutes before telling her that she was a far better person than he was. Devlin had returned from the bridge before she could ask what he had meant. 

She pinched the end of the three strands of dough together before beginning to braid them. 

She was pathetic. She had a child to care for now, and yet she seemed incapable of quieting her thoughts of a dead man. It would have been easier of Devlin had stayed. She thought he would, but he had left her alone. Even after promising Albus that he would care for her. Sure, he helped her get Kerano to a safer place but she couldn’t do this by herself. It was why she had enlisted help in the first gods damn place!

She glared down at the braided dough, jaw clenched and floured hands balled into fists at her side. 

Faithful wasn’t heartless, right? Devlin needed to grieve just as much as she did. Maybe even more so. Her mind still reeled with the secrets of both men that she carried. They might have ended up sharing the secrets to each other after they had all gotten drunk that one night. She doubted Devlin remembered. Albus did and he had told her to forget. A small part of her wondered if she should tell Devlin what Albus had told her. It didn’t matter now anyways? 

Even if she wanted to without a doubt, she couldn’t. She didn’t even know where the Artificer was. The former priestess could feel that kernel of worry start to form under her sternum. Busy. She had to stay busy. She watched as her hands methodically painted the egg wash across the curves and crannies of the braid.

Kerano’s laughter filtered through the open window. The sound had quickly introduced itself as bittersweet. She loved knowing that Kerano was happy and safe from her brother. Truly, she did. But she envied the little girl’s ability to laugh. It made sense of course. Kerano had never had the pleasure of meeting the warrior - he had stopped being known simply as a bastard in her mind - so why would she grieve? Faithful had made sure to explain who Albus was, if only so the young girl would understand why she felt somber. She hadn’t explained what death was, wanting to preserve what innocence she could, so Kerano simply believed that Albus had gone somewhere far away to help fight the evil monsters of the world. 

That was another reason why she needed Devlin here. She needed to have someone to talk to. Someone who understood. But instead she was left in this safe-house with the expectation she’ll have her shit together enough to help raise a child.

I can’t do any worse than Joshua.

It’s a dry thought, and not one that offers comfort in any sense of the word. But it’s true nonetheless. As long as she avoids believing the laughing child to be the god killer and decide to sacrifice the young girl, she’s doing better than Kerano has faced thus far.

Faithful places the bread in the oven and slides down to sit on the floor. If she closes her eyes, she can pretend Albus is right next to her.

“You do know I’m not actually here right, Faithful?” His voice is in her ear. It used to irritate her. Then it flustered her. Now it comforts her. Time does such funny things to perspectives. She nods her head. “Bullshit.” He calls her bluff. Like usual.

“There’s nothing wrong in indulging in a fantasy.” She murmurs quietly, wishing she could convince herself that there isn’t just empty space to her left. Albus always stayed on her left. She didn’t know why and she wished she asked. If only to know more about the warrior who covered up so much truth about himself. 

“’M pretty sure that’s a sin.” He says. Ignorant to the actual seven deadly sins. Or at least just pretending to be. She’s pretty sure it’s the latter now, he was always smarter than he gave himself credit for. Or anyone else gave him credit for, her included. She can feel her face grow hot with shame.

“Only when it becomes gluttony. I’ve resisted this fantasy for a while.” She mumbles. It’s a weak excuse, but she’s weak. She always has been.

“Damn. Faithful’s fantasizing about me. Have I finally corrupted the holy sister?” It’s the expected response. The one that would have had her heatedly denying it and throwing an insult at his face that he would just laugh at. But instead she stays quiet, staring at the glass surface cover of the oven and the bread baking inside. “I’m dead, Faithful. You can’t linger on a bastard like me.” He adds. She shakes her head and grips the skirt of her dress.

“I know you’re dead. I’ll do what I damn well please.” She spits back at him, trying to ignore the burning in her eyes. She wants to cry. She hasn’t actually let herself cry since that day, even as she wakes up on a pillow wet from tears. She’s never felt more isolated. Before, she had a goal. Then she had companions. Even with Kerano here, she feels so empty. “I can’t do this, Albus. I’m useless. I can’t fucking do this.” She whispers into the empty air. She wants to feel his calloused hand on her shoulder, his fingers tipping her chin up to look at him. She wants to hear his voice soften as he comforts her and draws her away from the darker recesses of her mind. “I didn’t pay you yet. You can’t just leave me alone. You promised.” She adds. Her imagination isn’t strong enough to come up with a response from her imaginary warrior. Her champion.

The bread is done.

#good boy audios #gba #gba faithful #gba bastard warrior #gba albus #gba devlin #gba kerano #and i oop-

[amimons]

I’m seeing a lot of “Chat Blanc is just a recolor of Chat Noir” in the most slay akuma debate between Chat Blanc vs Party Crasher

But let’s not forget this important fact about Party Crasher aka Wayhem

Party Crasher can’t hide who he is underneath all that disco glam and slayness…an Adrien recolor

#also i did vote for party crasher over chat blanc #and i oop- #i just love this debate 💀 #ml leak free #miraculeakless #miraculous ladybug #chat blanc #wayhem #party crasher #mine

[sometimesanalice]

Baby’s first Community Label 🤠

#the year is 1629 #let me be thirsty tumblr #I’m too pretty to rock the puritan garb #y’all I’m REALLY going to get flagged on Tuesday 👀 #and I oop-

[looney-just-like-her-tunes]

all maverick wants do is eat hot chip, kiss husband and fly plane and now he's all out of husband

#and i oop- #all maverick wants to do is eat hot chip fly plane and cry because his husband is gone #top gun: maverick #top gun #icemav #pete maverick mitchell #tom iceman kazansky #pete mitchell #tom kazansky

[jowbokitten]

We can ask the Mafia kids questions!? Aww!

Here's my question for NiGHTS and Reala: have you two ever pulled pranks on your father, Wizeman?

You know what they say; "Try to outsmart the Wize, and you're nothin but dog food."

#and I oop- #ask kotm #kotm au #kids of the mafia #nights #reala #ask box

[yourelosingains]

Where have I seen this before?

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#and i oop- #stranger things 4 #byler #byeler #sameena #i think #sam fraiser #deena johnson #fear street part 1: 1994 #love them both with my whole heart #<3 #i think these are similar #sam x deena #will x mike #deena x sam #mike x will #byler is endgame #byler memes #ik these look horrible #get me off this website #lmao #pls like this these ugly collages took me like twenty minutes to make bc google photos wouldn't load so I had to go on like 6 collage makers #on google to make those #stranger things #fear street #fear street triology #parallels #netflix #pls boost this

[criminalmindsgonewrong]

#and i oop- #criminal minds #criminal minds gone wrong #incorrect criminal minds quotes #emily prentiss #aaron hotchner #hotchniss

[bibannana]

Me: I need to save money

My tattoo artist: Hey everyone I have time-

Me:

#and I oop- #bibannana

[seeshues]

what do you most need ?

To be alone; given some peace, to drop the facade.

You have never truly felt peace, nor quiet, nor a sense of being free in yourself. You need to be left alone, no knocks at the door, no questions or calls, you need to feel safe and private and to be yourself. You need to stand bare before your own eyes, and listen to your own voice, and to be without others pressing in upon you.

Tagging: YOUUUUU!!

#( dash games. ) #i like making icons especially for these lol #AND I OOP- #sOMEBODY'S BEEN MASKING FOR TOO LONG

[iwas-tooru]

#It #it 2017 #it chapter 2 #the losers club #ben Hanscom #Mike hanlon #Stanley Uris #Beverly marsh #bill denbrough #Richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #memes #dark humor #and I oop-