#butstill

[beekeeperspicnic]

I hope whoever lives in this cottage didn't mind me being a little bit of a creep and stopping to take a photo, but this is really REALLY close to how I imagine Holmes' cottage in my head.

For the purposes of the game I made it a thatched cottage and it's absolutely tiny inside because I didn't want to include rooms that aren't directly part of gameplay (for example there's no study/library or dining room)

But it is also described in Canon as a 'villa', and I'm sure Holmes wasn't strapped for cash when he bought it, so I always imagine a comfortably large house like this.

#sussex cottage #this wasn't in sussex #butstill

[icybreaths]

every time i think about kakos being a source of jewel's trauma it fucks me up.

like he's the reason she started sleeping outside and away from others, why she became so skittish about love, where her fear of lightning stemmed from, where her first thoughts of killing a fellow subordinate came from, one of many reasons why she can't stand her job because he is the image of what the 11th can do to someone's head in the worst ways -- and he's still there. Every day.

his love was obsessive, violent, and hot and cold in ways that left her in a state of emotional whiplash.

and she still stayed because she loved him and desperately wanted to help him. she knew he was sick and felt like she could save him. even when she thought of leaving he'd remind her that no one else could ever love 'a little beast' like her.

he nearly drowned her once under the guise of 'helping' her with her fear of dark water. after they broke up, he attempted to kill her while she was unarmed and in a weakened state to 'get back' at her for dismembering his arm in their last fight.

it was a lot for an 18 year old girl to take in.

#kakoje.txt #domestic violence cw #//my brain enters .exe mode with these two #kakos trauma coupled with what all her zanpakuto puts her through and her job #she has A Lot going on up in her head it's a wonder she functions at all #okay well i know why. she's a repression + coping mechanism queen #butstill #just like her zan theme of being torn asunder i feel like it truly encompasses her in a number of ways #my girl is on the precipice at all times

[kittensnowie]

how come every time i make a slight mistake my mind's immediate reaction is that i need to be wiped off the face of the earth

#/LH ITS PROBABLY JUST. A SCARED??? ANXIOUS RESPONSE #BUTSTILL

[jamiemarsters]

Pic of the Day: @jamesmarstersof chatting about the (puppet horror) film #Abruptio 2015 #JamesMarsters #PuppetHorror #MustAlwaysTagThat #Cos #PUPPETHORROR #ChattingWithHisHandsAgain #IfHeWasWearingASockOnHisHand #PerhapsHisHandWouldChatBack #DifferentKindaPuppet #ButStill https://www.instagram.com/p/Cl7ZKcJS6hZ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#james marsters #abruptio #jamesmarsters #puppethorror #mustalwaystagthat #cos #chattingwithhishandsagain #ifhewaswearingasockonhishand #perhapshishandwouldchatback #differentkindapuppet #butstill

[staybeautifulmp3]

i went into that man’s tag for like 2 mins before i saw unimaginable horrors

#911 RPF???!?!?!!!?????!!!!???!!!?????!!!!?????!!!!!!!!????!!??!?? #i guess i shouldn’t be horrified. i am the girl who made up krarles #BUTSTILL

[smokeflameandash]

#poorkillion #notademon #butstill

[damemaladroite]

Miraculous Ladybug ships

Okay, but hear me out-- The love square is like 4 ships for the price of 1, am I wrong?

#miraculous ladybug #thatsifyouignorethelovedodecahedron #ifyouaddlukaandkagamiin #butstill #lovesquare

[cata-strophes]

more sleep deprived colorized digitalized college notes doodles, this time techi ^-^

#scopophopia #i guess??: dunno if it counts since theyre very much bad eye doodles butstill #technoblade #dmsp #dream smp #technoblade fanart #dsmp fanart #dream smp fanart #i am sooo sleppy right now #gottanother deadline ^-^ #i wanna d!e ^-^ #i took a break and drew this bc i was going a bit insane ahaha #bright colors #<- idk if thats enough of a tag for this?? ? #pls let me know if theres another i should use #my art #i have seen the lore yes it hasnt left my mind for a second #i just do not have the brain capacity to draw anything for it rn ^-^ #do have some sketches prepared tho #doodle #eyestrain

[ladymariayuri]

It is mad embarrassing seeing students I recognized from last year on campus from college coming into my timmies to order food now that school started up again. If I get people who recognize ME and not the other way around I'm gonna kill myself in the lobby with a katana

#i think the only peoppe who would recognize me are compsci majors or esports fans butstill it. lyierlaly haunts me #like haha yes my friend thats right i am that one girl. from the ow2 jail. or from typing at the computer class. dont ask me what happened. #head in hands bro

[monards]

my beautiful beautiful daughter in my screen i wish i could solve all your problems

#furina #charlotte #mona #yanfei #ok to be fair 2/4 of them dont have thw worst problems #butstill. anything!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #this also applies to klee but i dont think im qualiefied to tag her #LMGASADIOO

[jamiemarsters]

Pic of the Day: @jamesmarstersof chatting all things @buffytvs at the 2002 UPN Winter TCA #JamesMarsters #Spike #Buffy #BuffytheVampireSlayer #BtVS #ManspreadingThyNameIsJames #AtLeastHesSittingAlone #ButStill #AlsoWhatIsTheSkullAndCrossbones #AZipper? #ACharm? #APin? #Hmmm https://www.instagram.com/p/Ci89Npltapy/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#james marsters #buffy the vampire slayer #jamesmarsters #spike #buffy #buffythevampireslayer #btvs #manspreadingthynameisjames #atleasthessittingalone #butstill #alsowhatistheskullandcrossbones #azipper #acharm #apin #hmmm

[puppiitraining]

Just saw their reblog to my brain empty no thought only drippy puppy hole post-

Omggggggggg they called me a pathetic slut~ holding my face blushing twirling back n forth ehehehhh.... omggggggg

#literally still fanboying its been a day butstill fRESH in my heart #litwrally such a compliment i feel so cute now ♡♡♡♡ thanks for.noticimg im a pathetic slut~

[originemesis]

@kugel-bitch cont. xxx

"Mmrp." Sappy. Sure, she'll take sappy, supposing it's not the worst streak to have crop up every now and again, spurred by a drop or two of liquid encouragement, that is. She'd like to see him try to convince their peers that Lute the lunatic is actually a bleeding-heart softy under all those perpetually ruffled feathers. There lies the difference in their respective facades. His mask is brittle. Hers never slips. If it does, it is through a conscious decision. Deliberate. A decision she only really makes for him, and only really because it's fair, when he's as easily decipherable as a preschool textbook it's apt she help him glean an insight into her pages once in a while. ...because it's fair—but also because some skittish part of her does want to be known by him. As daunting of a prospect as that is. To be known.

"Maybe. You best keep that intel under tight wraps, though. I've got an image to uphold—" Feathers spring up like a cockatoo's crest when Adam lavishes the juncture of her neck and jaw with a generously damp lap of his tongue. A gesture which prompts the angel to sort of shimmy and rub herself, both against him and the backboard of the sofa in order to rid herself of the ensuing goosebumps. A light chuff of a laugh in response to that last query before she grants herself the permission to sink comfortably into the quietude of their tender entanglement, a crooked smile baring tapered canines stringing the outermost edges of her lips up high, so that the corners of her almond eyes crinkle with the sincerity of it. "Mmh yeah? Wanna see me crack open a bottle of absinthe?--I'll be the cutest fucking excorcist that ever flapped her wings this side of heaven.--Just gimme twelve hours and a bottle of tylenol." She half whispers, half laughs into the meager space between their lips when they periodically part for a passing moment, only to dip forward and recapture one another at a different angle. Carefully, she presses her avian talons into the sofa in order to propel herself further up his torso until she can comfortably secure her knees in place at either side of his hips. "...hey—" Another octave chipped off her intonation, as hands leave his tousled bird's nest to cradle the sides of his face instead, thumbs gingerly skimming the soft bows of his cheeks. "—you know I would never actually—" If he were paying attention, he might feel the way her lower lip twitches disjontedly as the words temporarily fail her. "—leave...right?"

To be known was something he both wanted and didn't want, but despite the always at-war dichotomy of those two falcon forces of his constantly interlocked at the talons and helicoptering into a helpless freefall, she seemed to always pick up on which side was lower in altitude upon briefly separating and needed more time in the sky to rise back for the next bout of beating each other out of it. After all, the First Man had little else but that title to claim, and while he wasn't opposed to using that façade easily conjured by slipping on a mask and burying himself under multiple layers of robes whose loose and flapping edges would cause folks to second guess if he had just about as many wings as the seraphim did, he still found the transition from the angel they'd made him into the image of his former self just jarring enough to avoid it for as long as he was able, even if it meant permanently existing within the embrace of an exoskeleton. Of course, she was one of the only other beings privy to softer insides cocooned within walls of manic moods and fits pitched to distract him from that inner feeling that compared to all other beastly entities between heaven and hell, he was far more unimpressive than what his title would infer. And yet there he was- unimpressive as usual and pried out of his shell with her talons tangled in his hair and trailing with care like he was something worth preserving- rare, even.

Having already relaxed into his shoulders, still thankful for the dim lighting in the room despite her assurances, he gave a quiet chuckle- amused as always by her willingness to play along with his word games no matter how childish the territory they fell into and often did. "-and you think I don't?" An image to uphold at any rate...though mostly it felt second nature to him at this point. First nature, even...second nature was more along the lines of easing into his skin after a long period of forgetting to force the helmet up farther over his head than just his mouth to brush his teeth. She was probably grateful he did even that, and that it was spurred on by his desire for occasional creature comforts such as the preening peaks of her lips. And if there was any doubt about what he was after during the brief periods of her parting to take shallow breaths, his gaze gilding the edges of her smile was telling enough. He did like it when she spent her shitty mornings sweet talking him. After a night like that he supposed they were both having one.

"...you would hair of the dog that shit. Need a little more sugar to get things going don'tcha think? Order me up a mimosa, babe. Extra on the OJ ~ " Only way he'd trust a fruit was if it was blended up with heaps of added sugar, of course.

As she shifted around, using the help of her talons and his wing to slide up his chest, Adam gave his own few adjustments to accommodate for her roosting, his hips arched up to hook her in place when her 'hey' coaxed his chin downwards until it was nearly against his own chest trying to get a gander at her mood once the subtle quaver in her voice coaxed his curiosity long enough for him to allow her the custody over her lips again despite the peckish mood he'd fallen into. Gaze half-lidded as she lightly fussed over the edges of his face, he fell silent for a moment as he considered her claim. The memory of her twisting that dagger in to his separation anxiety threatened to flare up, but seeing as she was here now and swearing she'd never, it gave the re-opened yet quick to scab scar the gentlest of butterfly kisses.

"...'course not. We're ride or die, babe." The sweet notion skips a beat when his musing trails on, unmuzzled as always. "-and I might just die if you don't start riding-"

#kugel-bitch #//i don't have any him being sweet w/o mask icons ehehe oh well he swerved a little at the end #//butstill<3 grosgrossgross they're so gross n it's killing mee #long post #suggestive cw

[kcdahippie]

Someone please let Jamie have a good night's sleep. Poor man was concussed and unable to sleep last serial. And this episode he wakes up in the middle of the night.

#i mean NOT gettinggood sleep kept him from being brainwashed butstill #the macra terror #let the man sleep #jamie mccrimmon #kc and the quest to watch dr who

[knifefightscene]

Sexiest thing about me? I had 4 of my teeth pulled off

#it was for braces butstill. a lot of blood baby