#he is still alive in my world and heart

[scoobysnack]

Alright I watched Veronica Mars a little bit ago and right afterwards started watching The O.C. Out of all The O.C. characters who would Veronica date?

#i was thinking ryan #so many similiarities between the shows prob cause Cali #i know Logan is one and only #he is still alive in my world and heart #if she had to date someone would it be ryan? #are there fanfics of this? #interested in thoughts and opinions #the oc #veronica mars #marshmallows #marshmellows #california #00's #teens #teen drama #2000's #2000's teen drama

[add1ctedt0you]

jiang cheng, age nine:

madam yu: you shouldn't hang out with wei wuxian! He'll bring troubles! Don't you see how your father favors him over you?!

jiang cheng:I'll thrown his shit out of our room and then I'll search for him! Mom, you don't know him the way I do. He's my shixiong now!

jiang cheng, age eighteen:

cultivators: Look at how that wei wuxian disrespects sect leader jiang! Why doesn't jiang cheng discipline him? Oh, they were childhood sweethearts, lol. What a disillusioned maiden.

jiang cheng: Tks, it's not like that: our fight is fake. He promised. I trust him. Why would he lie to me?

jiang cheng, age thirty-something:

wei wuxian: yeah, everything I did was out of duty. Bye bye. Gonna start a new happy life without you.

jiang cheng:...

#Like. The fact that jc still loves wwx after everything. Is up to him #But #It's endlessly funny to me how at the end jc got confirmed his worst nightmares: wwx didn't love him and did everything out of duty! #'that was my duty to the jiang' #JC IS NOT A MIND-READER #That's not a 'love you' in particular coming from someone who can't sit still with you for one second #jiang cheng #beloved #Mdzs #In love with how the cultivation world is divided between people who think that jc is a soft hearted maiden incapable of being a good leade #And others who think he's the meanest bad bitch alive who spends his days torturing people

[summertimemusician]

*downs coffee like a shot* Before we go back to our regularly scheduled Linktober/Linktober Shadow (because I don't leave things unfinished if I can help it), I gotta get the idea of Revenant First out of my system and y'all get to suffer with me until it eventually ceases being an idea and it turns into an actual story. For some reason we talk a lot about First already being alive or already a ghost by the time the Chain meets him, but I don't think I've ever heard someone talk about him actually coming back to life and so y'all get to suffer with my insane ramblings like I'm an 1800's psychic ward patient who believes themselves to be a witch.

Can be x Reader or not idk just an idea that won't leave my mind.

Might expand on this later so Part out of I/?

Revenant First, who died for his people and in the name of his Goddess. All alone on the surface, fighting, fighting, fighting, always fighting. Just to make the land a little safer before the next hero arrives, just to contain the Imprisoned for a little while longer with likely nothing than a ordinary, common sword to his name and a slowly rusting armor.

Always giving so so so much for his people, always doing his best to protect them, though they scorned him, loathed him, didn't believe or support him, rejected him.

With a spirit so strong and lovely that a Goddess fell for him, hated herself for having to manipulate and put him through such horrid experiences just to save the many, just to turn the diamond of his soul into an unbreakable lonsdaleite blade agaisnt a mad deity.

Someone whose will would be enough to keep him going, just one more fight right? Just one more kill right? Forward, forward, ever onward, it doesn't matter if the flesh decays, if the blood drips drips drips until he is dry of it, if the liver doesn't process nutrients, if the lungs don't draw air, if the nerves feel nothing but the cold cold numbness of the winter of his final years, if the heart doesn't beat. If the armor rusts or the sword breaks. He must keep going, he must keep fighting.

To keep them safe he must have faith, faith that he can keep going, to grasp onto that one.single.thread of purpose until the day that fiery, indomitable, determined will finally burns out. Even if his Goddess may have forsaken him knowingly or unknowingly, even if his people have rejected him to the point he isn't even human anymore, even though they reviled him, even if that rejection should by all intents and purposes chained his spirit to the land or ground the jewel of his unbreakable soul into dust, he still loves them, still adores them, still wants to protect them.

No matter how long he must keep going for it. He wishes to see those he holds dear happy, though they cursed and imprisoned him once.

The Chain getting dropped into a completely empty, desolated and undeniably dead version of Sky's Hyrule, only to find the only living thing besides monster is a single man, with rusted gold armor and an old sword, a faded tunic of green with a long, crimson scarf like a bloody banner. With hair and eyes like theirs, undeniably a Link. But so very frigid, so very silent they almost didn't notice him, that they can't help but wonder just how many years he has spent there, eroding away, ruined but still kind, kind, so very gentle. A shadow of his former self, yes, but still himself, still so so so good, doing all he can until Sky's Era comes and maybe, just maybe, he can finally rest.

Or maybe not, after all, someone has to keep the land safe until the Hero after Sky comes around, no?

Just Revenant First in general.

Or maybe we give him the House in Fata Morgana treatment, the House in Fata Hylia Au if you will- *collapses from sleep deprivation*

#linked universe headcanons #lu first #lu fic idea #Revenant First #lu first x reader #maybe? it's mostly just an idea lol #might expand on this later lol #Also knows as what happens when Summer is sleep deprived while doing essays takes a break by listening to The House in Fata Morgana OST #and suddenly gets First in the brain lol #still have way too much First Hero on the brain that man deserves the world but at the same time I want to put him into Situations lol #Feral Revenant First being protective of the Chain my beloved #Sky being so confused because Fi at the same time recognizes the man and has just started lowkey crying and screaming in chimes #Twi Wind Hyrule and Time not knowing wether to be morbidly intrigued or horrified because he registers as both dead and alive to them #Meanwhile First is just chilling #doing his own thing and probably bonding with Wild over 'Being Dead but Got Better' #Probably doesn't even register he shouldn't be moving anymore after taking a stab to the heart or something lol #if we want to make an X Reader kind of thing then it's literally his love for Reader which also allows him to keep going #alongside sheer force of will and determination #Michel and Giselle vibes ya know? lol #Wait would that make Hylia Morgana? Or could it be Demise or something? Eh #I dunno might expand on that later/write out that Au later on as a self indulgent thing #Anyway for now ya'll get this until I am finally not swamped with literature/language essays and fistfighting sleep deprivation #Summer Writes #Summer Writes Linked Universe Headcanons #Summer's Sleep Deprived Headcanons

[hauntingblue]

I have connected two dots... yamato kaido and momo (and kinda shirahoshi with her top) have clouds above their shoulders... and luffy in gear fourth has them also.... I can see the signs

#momo must be so emotionally confused omg poor child. this guy says he is my father and treats me like his son and also this samurai who has #been acting like my father just died. and now i turned 28 and a dragon and i need to save this island or my shougnate will die. jesus #FUCKING ROB RUCCI!!! I SURE HOPE NOT ONE STRAY ATTACK REACHES THE ROOM FULL OF CP0 AGENTS!!! #now the government is going to invade wano AND TAKE ROBIN!!!!! ROB LUCCI DIEEEE!!!!! AND YOU WILL FAIL AGAIN!!! #now how tf did the heart pirates get there... who can fly on there or did they just tag along on momos tail #the dinosaur head snake???? hello?? qjdhakshsk and it worked.... sanji... 'thats what a brachiosaurus is!' well i do not think so.... #wtf sanji.... so much of that wiggly dance he does with the heart eyes has brought him here... #talking tag #watching one piece #episode 1053 #poor killer man.... why doesnt he cut off the arm kid doesnt have... that should do it right??? #jesus.... goodbye kid and law.... hawkins just hitting his head to a wall.... CUT OFF HIS ARM!!! oh no..... another self sacrificing mate.. #YEAAHHH THE ARM!!!!! is he gonna take it and give it to kid akdjsksj OH HE TOOK THE STRAW DOLL!!! killer your brain is so huge.. #the death card looking JUST like killer.... that was such a slay... they had this one thought out for a while..... #THE MUSIC!!! GOODBYE HAWKINS!!! KILLER OUTSERVED!!!! whats with the cutting of arms this arc.... kid now its your turn to slay (big mom) #episode 1054 #sanji having an existential crisis and queen just: WELCOME TO THIS MOMSTER WORLD #having issues with his body transforming doesnt help with the transfem allegations #APOO IS STILL ALIVE???? CUT OFF HIS HEAD!!!! #i was gonna say KINEMON!!! BUT I KNOW ITS THAT FUCKING KANJURO!!!!!! nami drawing the moon on his asscheek akdjsksj #KIKU AND KINEMON ARE ALIVE??? I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS THIS IS A TRAP!!! DON'T GIVE ME HOPE!!! #NOOOOOO THE CP0 IS IN ACTION TOO NOOOOOOOOO #they are breathing.... omg.... kiku..... ORICHI DIEEEE!!!!! i knew this couldn't end like this for her... i have been completely bamboozled #kinemon appearing like the first time... just legs.... amazing #how does big mom ikoku inside the castle are we insane... yamato can you like bite off kanjuros head off or smth... finish him off PLEASE #why do they have steel beams in kaido's castle. everything else is wood and stone. who designed this. #bepo being in law's mid episode animation akdjaksns.... thats really his beffo (bff) bepo #big mom being crushed by some beams doesn't sound right... kid should turn into magneto and start bloodbending... or repel her into the sea #episode 1055 #episode 1056

[transgender-battlekukku]

Playing Sonic Battle hurts 190% when you have a relative you love that happens to be a baby

#ouuugggh my heart hurts so much #the way everyone calls emerl ''sonic's baby'' #the way emerl treats cream like a child would treat another #the way emerl literally has the soul of a loving child who wanted nothing more but to care for the world #and both of them were too good for it #the way sonic talks like a worried parent when he's about to send emerl to fight eggman #the way emerl loves everyone around him down to the people that didn't treat him the best (shadow and rouge) #the way he always shouted for sonic's name when he was sad #the way sonic battle was the one game sonic was able to feel visible emotional pain towards someone's death and cry #the way emerl was a child too good and was taken from this world #do you think sonic looks at gemerl and thinks #about how despite gemerl being made to be emerl #they couldn't feel more different? how emerl was cocky and childish yet gemerl is polite and (fittingly) robotic? #about how emerl treated fights like playing while gemerl treats them like they are just that? fights? #about how if sonic didn't allow emerl to go fight eggman with him #his baby would still be alive? #GODAMNIT IM CRYING AGAIN #sth #sonic battle #sonic the hedgehog #emerl the gizoid #text post

[narcan-necromancer]

#lucid dreams #juice wrld #juice world #music #I'm breaking my own heart #juice wrld is a trigger #i feel sick and hollow #i remember posting this about michael when he was alive #and we listened to his music together and it was super popular un 2018 #i still see your shadows in my room #cant take back the love that i gave you #Spotify

[strwbrymlkshake]

the experience hurts, but I think it's so romantic that we both feel like the world is ending whenever we accidentally upset eachother ♡

#mine #🎸 #irl darling #yancore #irl yandere #darlingcore #yandere vent #the word darlingcore seems like the sweetest artificial strawberry dessert in the history of the world. a dessert thats past the due date #like leftover valentines cupcakes no one wanted to eat bc they taste musty. OK ANYWAYS #i do post the unhealthy aspects of myself/my feelings but i never post about the good things as often #seems like all i do is complain on here. rest assured its going well! like we are both insane but with communication its going good! #i am making a lot more progress in being possessive setting boundaries etc! even if its probably a basic thing he changed his pfp #without me going balls to the wall batshit insane<3 plus im learning to take things at face value rather than trying to decipher #the possible hidden meanings. the killing and violence is still prevalent but what can be expected? from me ofc? #he may not be outwardly insane but he is plenty deranged in his heart and thats what counts<3 #i sort of made a threat in his stead today. felt so alive. invigorated dare i say. it wasnt real polite though #and im trying to be nicer instead of violence killing forever. i can still have a little bit of violence killing as a treat though #i may make a tag for a certain guy who annoys me. not sure if its worth it. idk how long he will be in my life #i'll just do a quick complaint. hes fine and all but sometimes i want him to explode. he says the most uncomfortable things and it can be #insufferable to be in a convo w him cause he makes it about his own misery OR makes it nsfw. #he called MY DARLING. MY! DARLING! the special nickname that i call him no one else can fucking call him that #i wanted to tear out his spine tear off his face literally maim his corpse unimaginable violence death death death burn him alive etc #we are 'friends' though :) he is good natured. i guess. whatever i felt white hot rage but its back to my default pink demeanor now #idk if i said this here before but he really is just the small fish id buy so my favorite fish could have friends #keeping him around just because he makes my fish happy. though he does make my fish inconvenienced sometimes and i want to #donate him to blast testing for this. wow i can truly be the most awful manipulative person on here. gay rights and goodnight everybody

[wind-becomes-lightning]

That kid Kakashi with his team art makes me think again about that idea of team Naruto time traveling back to see their parents as children...

EDIT, 03.09.2023:

since this still periodically gets likes and i guess its recommended or found or whateve I wanna make it very clear that this is about MY AU team naruto: obito, mai and aoki, the children of kakashi, gai and iruka

ok bye

#nisi rambles #kakashi would be 13 gai 14 aori and iruka around 10 #aoki would just watch his mother tease his dad relentlessly and be like how did they get together? #spoiler alert my boy they dont understand it either #but irukas parents would still be alive so he could see how much his sister looks like his grandmother..my heart #mai would just love baby gai and be surprised by her mom being open and not so anxious #as kaiya was at that point not yet shut in #baby obito would be deeeeaddd scared of Kakashi #kakashi would be ruthless to this teenager thats scared of everything and the world #naruto would just look through the windows of the hokage office #see his mom and dad and enjoy that view #think about the life they could have had #im emotional goodbye

[truethes]

          @heartsealed​ asked: "Dad dad!!!" Rui's voice breaks the quiet morning as she throws open the door to his bedroom, climbing atop the bed and shaking him excitedly. "Daaaaad wake up!! It's Christmas!!! Santa came!!" 

She doesn't wait for Keiji to climb out of bed before she runs out, footsteps echoing down the hall & heading downstairs. Waiting for him to follow after her she picks up a present purchased for him, hiding it behind her back. It hadn't escaped her that this is the FIRST Christmas they're spending as a family, and she wanted to make it special. 

Not being old enough to buy him something adults always enjoy (Seriously why wouldn't any cashier believe the alcohol or cigars she wanted to buy was for her dad?!) She saved up her allowance for the occasion & was able to buy  something meaningful; a new coffee mug proudly branding the phrase "Worlds Best Dad." Accompanying the mug is a handmade Christmas card, a gift card to a coffee shop he enjoyed and a picture of them together, all wrapped up lovingly inside a pretty box.

"Here." Rui says in a shy tone. "Um, Merry Christmas Dad!"

christmas unprompted asks! ( accepting until the new year! )

          it’s odd, perhaps, to think that even just a year        ago he would never have celebrated this holiday in any capacity, despite the scattering of both homemade and store brought decorations across their floors, the large tree that had taken him mere minutes to haul from the back of his attic, the abundance of brightly wrapped presents nestled at it’s base he had spent wrapping until the early sunrise. this year, he’s tried his best to make it a celebration; full of presents, food and cake. the product of hours upon hours of badgering old co-workers and those he knew had children on just how a parent could manage to make today so much better and uses the generosity of kanna’s brother in order to tick off the last few items on his list, distracting both children at the right times, even when their suspicions begin to sink in —— not that he knows he couldn’t handle them, really. the reward much grander than the challenge.

          there’s someone in the house who sees the beauty of it now, considers it a festivity over a passing phase to a point he finds himself investing in it, too. the holidays mattering too little to him, even as a teen of his own; finding it much more comfortable, for once, to pick up the shifts that none of the other officers fancied taking, a amplifier of the well known fact he would be taking his time to spend that day alone once again, any semblance of family far too gone to join such a special day / any semblance of family far too gone to do anything to stop his home from feeling cold. it was, as much as he would hide it from rui, another night for drinking until the shadows escaped his mind day after night but now ... now it isn’t. now it exists as an affinity to create some of his best memories possible no matter what the consequences may bring, the fact emphasised by the shaking hands that jolt him awake far too early in the morning, the excited voice that almost yells against his ears, the wide smile that is there but runs off the moment any sign of alertness crosses his features. he is aware rui has a surprise for him of her own, she tends to like to; he is also aware that she never has to, that her joy, eagerness, is a gift for him enough, already honoured with the ability to wake up and know that somebody would only find such a day so special so long as he remained part of it, the first one to count as a predecessor for many more.

         ❛    ... did he leave any instructions to not open them ‘til ten?   ❜  he calls after her, though its purely in jest as he finds himself strolling downstairs not even five minutes later so that he may meet rui by her gifts, smile teetering on the edge of fond as he watches the way she fiddles with something behind her back. he should, admittedly, arm himself with a cup of coffee before they begin such events to keep himself more alert but ... he doesn’t want to waste the authenticity of this, even if he’s certain she’d be happy to wait; it’d be a shame, to see such brightness before his eyes even waver against his words but he supposes an afternoon nap wouldn’t be too bad and settles for such a suggestion instead. he opens his palms then, a pleasant surprise slapping upon his features as a neatly wrapped box is placed between them, fingers trailing across the fabric and ribbon in the form of bows and snowflakes, unfamiliar shapes. he doesn’t recognise the paper, or the bow. it’s a reminder of just how far she has thought of this, thought of him.

          ❛   eh...? never thought a guy like me end up on the good list.   ❜  he knows its better to start off these things sounding thankful, that he is thankful, even. but his tone of voice comes out a little shocked, gasping, the interlude of a man who wants to take his time with the first personalised gift he’s received after all these years.  ❛   well, i know i gotta put it down to a bright spark like you ... thanks, rui.    ❜  a second of pause, two; he catches himself in a momentary thought, still focused on the joy across her own features before his own actions but soon does he find himself reacting in turn. it’s only natural for one to open their present before another, and so he does ( far too gently than what paper needs to be, but he, for once, can’t help himself ), fingers pulling at the box to reveal the mug, gift card and picture. he’s been looking for these sorts of things for quite some time; he considers himself lucky. 

          ❛   ... you manage to catch me off guard every time.   ❜  he admits, quietly. something misty catches the end of his eyes, and he looks back down at her.  ❛   i’ll be making space for this on my desk when i get back into it, but for now ... are you willing to give your ‘world’s best dad’ a hug?   ❜ he drops himself then, placing the gifts in a safe place by his side as he reaches his arms to pull her in close for just a moment; the joy is now shared, faces equally happy, and this —— this is the first christmas of many for them to enjoy.  ❛   merry christmas to you too, kid. wanna go see what i managed to wrangle out of that old man for you?  ❜

#heartsealed #❛ ♡ › keiji : 𝗮𝗻𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱. #❛ ♡ › 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗱 / 𝗿𝘂𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗶𝗷𝗶 : you hurt for so long in the dark / now you can cry for the world out there. #ME STILL CRYING OVER THIS TWO DAYS LATER: NEMMUUUUUUUUUUUU #i wanted to pour my heart and soul into it i could not resist ... #theres something so beautiful about rui wanting to make the holiday so special and keiji in turn never really knowing the special of it but #trying his best for her too ... hes going to make coffee out of his mug and show it so proudly across the agency #everyone is going to be envious---- #he'll also take her out for coffee bc lbr ... there is no one hed want to spend more time with than his daughter #this warmed my christmas up the spirit is ALIVE and they are so FREAKING CUUUTE!!!! #THANK YOU FOR SENDING THIS ONCE AGAIN I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

[hongjoongpresent]

Wow dear doctor im coming for soul sure is a show

#the implications?? #he got reborn but he can still see him which means HE STILL HAS HIS HEART. ??!?? does that mean it's like literally the exact same body #except he didn't actually get the heart implant? he just had it already when he was born? is that the implication? #cuz reincarnated prakan would not be able to get the heart implant obviously. since he didn't know sanya when he was alive #but he can still see him which implies he has his heart. which then doesn't really make much sense #to be fair the whole reincarnation thing doesn't really get explained #is there a queue?? cuz its 20 years since he died but hes only a child now so he clearly didnt reincarnate immediately #but if he looks the same does that mean every person just gets reborn the same way over and over again #except it can't be the exact same every time. because some people become soul reapers sonot everyone gets reincarnated chronologically #because like. this version of prakan will lead a slightly different life by not knowing alive in the hospital sanya as a child #since. hes dead #bro im confused this is confusing #I also want to know how the underworld works. it's just a forest? #is it just where Death is and where soul reapers go sometimes to vibe or be punished #like what else IS there #must say the way the underworld sends warnings is really funny. just red pieces of paper with WARNING! on it. 10/10 brilliant #which brings me to my next question. is anyone working in the underworld? is it just Death does he keep an eye on every single soul #reaper in the world all hy himself? #how many soul reapers are there? are there even soul reapers all over the world or is it just thailand? if so does Death speak other #languages? or am I looking way too much into things that nobody even thought about? prolly the last thing. #also it seems you become a soul reaper by choice only and if not then you get reborn #is it not.. better to be reborn. or #or maybe being a soul reaper just fucks so hard people choose to be for funsies #I mean I'd do it for the swag black outfit alone to be honest. that shit's gender as hell #but like..... idk idk #I NEED to know more. #im obsessed

[astrxealis]

i lost my moral compass ever since i started liking zenos

#/joke pls LMAO although i genuinely do like zenos's character #you see . idk but i love his character ... ig i can understand how it's like too ( not to the same extent ofc though dw ) #i like tsuyu and fordola too :] i. i don't hate asahi bcs i LOVE his voice but also he's ... yeah ......... #he's a funny guy . i can't hate him . but it'd be wrong to say i love him . and then fandaniel is one of my favs lmao <3 #emet-selch is SUCH a good character ... you cannot fight me when i say he is literally the best antagonist #hmmmhmhmhmhm characters like belial beelzebub and lucilius greatly fascinate me :O i like them all too heh #my favorite characters i realize are a Bit morally ambiguous though ... dimitri akechi sandalphon g'raha #sandy and dima are more 'shit happened but in the end i'm getting better' i can't explain properly but that is . the gist #akechi ... if you know you know. and for g'raha >_< all of them i think are good people at heart #tho dimitri went thru that stuff! sandy w his purpose and all! sandy similar to raha but raha is moreso just. doing his duty for the best #possible outcome ( 'best' btw ) and will do what it takes to keep us alive and save the world from peril ( i love him sm ) #akechi ... yeah just if you know. then you know. it's just pretty tragic #idk where i went with this i suddenly got Thoughts #⋯ ꒰ა starry thoughts ໒꒱ *·˚ #i would say i definitely still have quite the strong moral compass ... it's complicated. not black and white #i think about that stuff a lot but at the very least the one truth is that i just generally want the world to be a better place eowjofnsod #+ justice !! yes :] okay i stop rambling now for this #tag later #what is my saved tag again

[noxtivagus]

I LOVE FINAL FANTASY SO MUCH

#🌙.rambles #coping mechanism!!!! all left i have to do for school this week is just smth easy for math :] then after that it's the weekend n all #i will use fiction ! as an escape ! wooooo . my thoughts are suffocating. n i am so goddamn tired c: #fuck i am so tired of being trapped in my mind n being bind down by my past n everything. just everything #wait i feel like crying why is dynamis playing god i love ff sm.... i am actually crying rn it saved me. it really saved me back then. n no #i am such a goddamn slave to sentiment. to nostalgia. to memories n the past n everything i have lived through. it all means sm to me n #that's one reason why it hurts. i love it all so much but it's so fleeting it hurts.... oh this is bad i am actually crying a lot right now #how do i carry it all? how do i remember it all? i can't die i can't forget i can't deny all these bcs as much as it hurts #it reminds me that i'm alive yk? these memories these words serve as proof that. in the past. once upon a time it really was real #n the concept of reality is something i'm so weak to bcs it feels so lonely in my inner worlds #oh despite all this pain i'm still soft at heart huh. i'm crying so much. #so much thoughts i have. that i don't know how to write. but i try so much to share what i can despite how afraid i often get #when you live a life i have. in these worlds i have. in my head. it's so lonely. it's so so lonely #n. god ffxiv makes me so vulnerable in a way that. fiction is something that's. i really grew up with it being #sometimes even stronger or more present than my own reality #i've always loved the stars too. the moon. celestial beings. everything i've read in those books; whether it be fiction or non-fiction #but always. always something far from my reach. so to have something so real to be a part of #wait i'm crying even more i remember again HAHA fuck wait listening to dynamis rn is making me even more emotional #hermes as a character. i feel like he felt like he didn't belong. he wanted answers. to be understood. to understand. #n we're so similar in that regard. n i'm so weak to those sort of similarities yk? it means sm to me when i've always felt so different #ffxiv here is. it's fiction. so i can freely lose myself here. fly as high as i can without fear of. idk. maybe the #vulnerability n ephemerality of reality...? it's so beautiful. it really is n i wonder if i ever really belong there #sob i realize. there. i've been so accustomed to always reaching out futiley to something i can't have. does not exist. or yeah #reaching out to a past i cannot relive. just to remember again how it was exactly in those moments. or a future i'm uncertain of #or the present. which i'm not ever quite sure about what exactly it is. or what's going on. or myself. #understanding. understanding.... until i understand all i can of this world n finally accept that i too am living n real. i won't give up. #there's so much to life that will forever be left undone. i'll do as much as i can. so i can hold unto my humanity. unto reality. im crying #i did not expect to cry so much tonight;;; but maybe i still underestimate the pain i carry. i deserve too the kindness that i give others #because i'm human too. i'm young. n i know what that means to me. sm thoughts sm words it hurts sm im crying. but fuck that i'm still alive #i'm so confused i'm so lost. on what really is my reality. on who i am. god it's so overwhelming i don't know where to start it hurts .

[chuluoyi]

soft gojo meeting his newborn hc, pleaaasee??

࿐ ࿔ 🕰️ 「 11:10 P.M 」

soft dad!gojo drove me to have another baby fever for the ntn time. you just have to put this idea in my head don’t you dear anon~

a part of gojo's love entries

the thing was so tiny, precious and squishy. it fit right in his hands, so red and fragile, almost like a toy—

only it was not. it was a real, living baby. his son, partly made by his own flesh and blood—his to protect.

“hello to you, my little minion,” satoru whispered to his newborn, wonderstruck by the sight of this small but clearly alive being. his eyes glazed, his fingers delicately tracing the baby's face, body, and tiny feet. “i’m your dad, yeah?”

his own soft voice sounded foreign to him. but at this moment, as he was utterly mesmerized by the sight of little human that just came out of you, his beloved wife, he couldn’t care less.

he had always imagined how his brat would look like. he even joked with you about how he’d get his good looks—and heck, the gods did hear him and this baby in his arms was the most handsome baby he had ever seen, blessed with his white hair and softest skin, as well as the rosiest cheeks.

his only dismay was that he also inherited the bluest of eyes, the curse in his family line.

well, but that’s a problem for another day.

he settled his newborn into the hospital's nursery crib, and nudged his pudgy cheeks once again. not even half a day had passed since he was born, and gojo satoru had developed a severe cuteness aggression for his son. he swore he’d spoil him rotten, shower him love he never truly experienced from his own parents, and of course, keep him safe.

with his heart full, he left the baby as he slept, and went back to your room.

in the very same predicament as your baby, you were still fast asleep. you were visibly exhausted, your hair was a tangled mess, and there was a line of dried blood along your lips—caused by accidentally biting them too hard earlier, during your labor pains.

even in the state of disarray, satoru still thought you looked ethereal, too good for him.

he ran his fingers through your hair, smoothing them, and he regretted it when your face scrunched up and your eyes fluttered open. “…hmm? satoru?”

“hey, sweets. how are you feeling?”

“i still feel like being split into two… but yeah, i’ll manage.”

“shush, of course. you feel that way often, each time when i—”

“don’t,” you warned, glaring at him. “i just birthed your heir, gojo satoru. don’t even start.”

satoru burst into a laugh so hearty and he realized he truly loved this dynamics with you. and that he was grateful for you.

he wanted to thank you for all that you had done for him. for returning his feelings. for marrying him. for going through that pain to bring his son to the world—

and most of all, for still being here. for staying alive to live another day with him.

“i saw him just now. our baby is perfect.”

“really? i want to meet him too…”

“soon, sweetheart... when you’re a little better, i’ll take you to him.”

but he wasn’t the best with words. and so even if he were to pour his heart out, everything would be condensed into this one sentence.

you were excited at the prospect of meeting your baby, when suddenly satoru leaned in to plant a kiss on your forehead.

“i love you so damn much… you know?”

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[yuukiiqwq]

Satoru was confident that you liked him back. He was positive. He had no doubt in his mind that you were going to be his pretty little wife. Is he getting ahead of himself? Sure, he is, but he's that confident. That's until he noticed how he hadn't received any chocolate from you.

It was Valentine's Day, and he still hasn't received any chocolate from you. Yeah, he had a mountain worth of chocolate from all those people who gave him it, but where was yours? He couldn't find it anywhere. He was sure that would have placed your chocolate on his desk since you hadn't given him his. He double no triple checked all the chocolates, yet he could not find the one that has your pretty little name written on it. He continued to search through the chocolate pile for the fourth time today.

He must have missed it, right? Or did someone steal it? He swear he's going to hunt that person to the end of the Earth. Who dared to steal something that was rightfully his?

"Satoru, calm down."

He looked up at his best friend, who was trying to hold down a laugh at his panic.

"She'll probably give it to you later. The day just begun."

Right. Suguru is right. You'll give him his chocolate later. He's a good boy. He can wait.

That's what he told himself, but Suguru and Shoko have already received theirs this morning, and his is still nowhere to be found. Where is his chocolate? You're just sitting there in your seat, looking all pretty as if Satoru is not going through a huge dilemma because of you.

He couldn't help his hands that kept inching itself closer to the chocolate you gave Suguru. He wouldn't know if he snatched it, right? Suguru had received a lot of chocolate! He wouldn't know if he took it... was what he convinced himself before Suguru slapped his hand away.

"Satoru," he sighs.

"But Suguru!!!" Satoru whined as he sunk down into his seat.

"Be patient. You'll get yours soon."

But how soon is soon? Satoru isn't exactly known for his patient.

It was the end of the day, and still no chocolate from you. He asked Suguru and Shoko to leave first because he thought you would finally give it to him when both of you were alone. But you haven't. Where was his chocolate?

The two of you were approaching the exit of school, so Satoru made a quick decision, grabbing your wrist and pulling you into an empty classroom. He quickly shut the door and locked it.

"Satoru?" You asked in confusion. "What's wrong?"

"My chocolate."

"Your chocolate?"

"My chocolate from you! The symbol of your love towards me!"

"I didn't make you any," you replied smoothly. "Forgot to make them yesterday, so I woke up early today to make them, but I guess not early enough. I only had time to finish Shoko's and Suguru's. I didn't have time to make yours. Otherwise, I would have been late."

Satoru swear the world just ended. He looked down at his chest because he swears his heart ripped out of his chest at your words. Nope. Still alive. Why is he still alive in this cruel world? You had no chocolate for him? None? Not even a crumb?

"That's fine with you, right? I mean, you got a bunch of chocolate from other girls! You don't need mine."

He swear he is about to burst into tears. He didn't care about other girls. He didn't care about their chocolate. He wanted yours. How could you be so cruel and deny him of your chocolate? To reject him like this? He was devastated. No. Beyond devastated. Where is the closest cliff so he can jump off?

Pure silence radiated the room as Satoru tried to comprehend this horrible situation. Then he heard a small giggle slip pass your lips. That small giggle soon turns into a full-out laugh.

"You should have seen the look on your face, Satoru," you say as you try to stop laughing.

Was this funny to you? Why were you laughing at his suffering? Do you know how much he looked forward to today? To receive the cute little wrapped up chocolate you made for him? He dreamed of today, and you didn't have chocolate for him?

He then sees you reach into your bag and pull out exactly what he had imagined. A cute little chocolate box wrapped up in a baby blue color with a touch of white ribbon to finish it off. Fuck. He thinks he just got a heart attack seeing your chocolate. His chocolate.

"Princess, please don't joke like that to me ever again. You scared me half to death. I was going to jump off a cliff," he whined as he took the chocolate from your hand.

You couldn't help but roll your eyes at his dramatic behavior. "Stop being dramatic, Satoru. It's just chocolate."

A look of offense dawned his face as you utter those horrendous words to him.

"Chocolate? Just chocolate?" He huffed at you. He can't believe you as you treat this amazing god send gift as just chocolate. "Don't you dare call this just chocolate! This! This right here is proof of your undying love towards me!"

You laughed at his antics– "You're getting ahead of yourself, Satoru."

He delicately placed the chocolate safety away in his bag, treating it as a prized possession. He's looking forward towards white day. He already knows what he wants to get for you. He pulled you into a hug, nuzzling his face against your neck as he mutters– "You won't be saying that after I wife you up."

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[omgeto]

✩ — 4:21am

summary: gojo satoru is a man of his word, and no matter what, he always promised to come home to you.

cw: minor angst, fluffy ending (I PROMISE) this is for all you sad hojoes out there that just want your man home all in one piece.

gojo satoru is a man of his word, and no matter what, he always promised to come home to you. you didn't actually think much of it, until one night, you awake in panic feeling that something's off. you are used to falling asleep as you wait for gojo to come home, but when you check the time and realise that it was later than usual, anxiety gnawed at your heart.

the clock on the bedside table mocks you with its relentless ticking. each passing second only intensifies your unease. you reach for your phone and check for messages or missed calls, but there's nothing. gojo hasn't contacted you since the last heated argument you had before he left for his mission. it's been hours since then.

you can’t even remember what you fought about, it was something trivial, him forgetting to put the milk back in the fridge, or not putting down the toilet seat—it was dumb. it hurts you even more now that the things you were just berating him for a few hours ago, you were begging for him to come back and do one more time.

fighting back the growing panic, you try calling him. his phone rings, but there's no answer. of course there wouldn’t be you knew that he doesn’t use his phone when he was out, but you just had to try, hoping that he’d sent a quick text to say he was just around the corner—but there was nothing.

you couldn’t help but conjure up terrifying scenarios about him. what if he’s injured? what if he’s been chopped up into little pieces and he’s in pain? wanting to call you and he can’t.

you can't stay still any longer, pacing back and forth in your dimly lit apartment. your thoughts are a jumbled mess, and you can't shake the feeling that something terrible has happened. the world outside is quiet, and the darkness feels suffocating. 

your mind wanders to the first time you met him, he was persistent immediately when he first laid eyes on you, claiming that he would stop at nothing to get to be with you. and that was true. you wouldn’t give him the time of day, at first, but whenever you were around him doing your ‘hard to get routine,’ he put in extra effort just to get with you.

there wasn’t anyone you could even ask to see if he was okay, since if he wasn’t, who else would be? and there’s a part of you that wouldn’t even want to know, you had to see him, alive and well for all your worries to be gone.

as the minutes drag on, each one feeling like an eternity, you cling to thoughts of him, each memory acting as a lifeline. there wasn’t even any indication that something bad happened to him, but there is something unsettling that you just couldn’t shake.

you could feel him before you could even hear the faint tapping at the door. there isn’t any hesitation as you bolt to the door, dragging a weak standing gojo into a tight hug only pulling away as you hear him softly wince at your heavy touch.

“sorry,” he murmurs, standing with his arm clutching at his lower stomach, slightly hunched over, “i lost my keys.”

“you lost your keys?” you practically yell, “that’s what you wanna focus on right now?” you ask as you look at his injured body. this is the worst you’ve ever seen him, and you could tell that he was in pain from the way his usual breezy smile, isn’t reaching his eyes like it normally does.

you quickly usher gojo inside, supporting him as he limps toward the couch. the dim living room lights reveals a deep gash on his face, and his clothes are torn and stained with dirt and blood. 

“take off your shirt,” you order, your face filled with concern as you try and properly assess all his injuries.

“aren’t you gonna buy me dinner first?” he jokes, cringing as you remove his shirt from over his head, trying not to hurt him further.

“this isn’t the time for jokes ‘toru,” you chastise, shaking your head to prevent yourself from getting emotional, “y’know i really thought that—” you sigh, not even wanting to utter the words, since it doesn’t matter as he’s here now, alive.

“i can’t even lie,” he starts, his eyes staring down, avoiding yours. “for a moment out there, i didn’t know if i could live up to my promise to you.” you couldn’t even respond, the fact that gojo could even admit that there was a chance that he wasn’t gonna get back to you, had you panicked.

“c’mere,” he says pulling your into his lap, noticing the stressed expression that has yet to leave your face.

you were quick to jump off of him, but he kept you firm in his hold, his arms wrapped protectively around you. despite the pain he must have been in, his eyes held a mixture of relief and vulnerability as he looked into yours. “satoru you’re hurt.”

but he gave you a reassuring smile, one that couldn't quite hide the pain etched on his face. "i'm okay, really," he whispers, his breath warm against your ear. “i just need you close right now."

as you settled back into his embrace, you could feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your fingertips, reassuring you that he was indeed alive and home with you, where he had always promised to be.

AN: SO GUYS HOW DID I DO? im not really a drabble or fluffy girlie, as you guys know. but um tada... this is for you all. love ya. If there’s mistakes in there it’s 6am so ignore em please IF THIS IS SHIT THEN IM SORRY I TRIED. But as long as one gojo lover says “emp you’ve mended my little heart” I can die happy

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[norrussell]

Lipstick Stamps | Lando Norris⁴

Pairings: Lando Norris x fem!reader

Warnings: none, just pure fluff

“Ready soon, love?” Lando peeked his head in your shared bedroom.

You glanced up from your vanity table and smiled at him. “Almost there, I just need a few more minutes. Could you help me zip up my dress, though?”

You turned around, the ocean blue fabric flowing against your skin as Lando made his way towards you. His strong hands gently pulled the zipper up, the sound echoing through the room.

He leaned in and whispered in your ear, “You look stunning, as always.” and kissed the back of your neck.

You blushed at his words and turned to face him. “Thank you. I just need to apply my lipstick and then we can get going.”

Lando watched in awe as you carefully applied the ruby red lipstick, a color that went along with your dress perfectly. His heart swelled with pride, knowing he was the luckiest man alive to have you by his side. As you capped the lipstick and set it down, you caught his soft gaze in the mirror that made your heart flutter.

“Shall we?” Lando offered his arm to you with a charming smile.

“Wait, I need to blot the excess off first,”

“Want me to get you a tissue?” he asked, his hand already reaching for the box.

“No, come here,” you replied, reaching out to cradle his face in your hands. Lando’s eyes slightly widened in surprise when you leaned in and gently pressed a kiss to his right cheek, leaving a perfect imprint of red. He stilled for a moment, his heart pounding as he savored the sweet touch of your lips on his skin.

You pulled back, looked into his eyes and leaned back in to do the same to his left cheek. He closed his eyes and let out a contented sigh, feeling a rush of love for you surge through his veins. But you weren’t done yet. You planted a kiss on his temple, making your way to his forehead and stamping it all over with quick little kisses, each one a promise of love and affection.

Your lips descended to the right side of his face and peppered all over, until there was no spot left unkissed. Lando burst into giggles, his face growing even more pink than your blush, and squirmed between your hands, making it a bit hard to continue your rain of kisses on him.

But you persisted, marking his chin, his jaw, and finally finished with a boop on his nose, your laughter mingling with his until you both were breathless from the joy of the moment. You let go of his face and took a step back to admire your work and the beautiful man standing before you covered in your lipstick kisses, cheeks flushed and eyes sparkling with adoration.

Lando couldn't help but break into a wide grin, his heart bursting with love for you. He was completely captivated by your playful affection and the way you showered him with kisses, each one a testament to the deep connection you shared.

"There,” you said, snaking your arms around his neck, satisfied. “Now we can go.”

“You forgot the most important one,” before you could react, he wrapped his arms around your waist and captured your lips in a savoring kiss that spoke volumes. You melted into each other’s embrace, forgetting about the world and everything else until only the two of you existed.

When he finally pulled back, you were both breathless, your hearts beating as one. Lando rested his forehead against yours, a smile playing on his lips. “Now we can go,” he whispered, his voice filled with warmth. “You drive me crazy, you know that?” he murmured, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead.

“And you love it,” you teased, leaning into his touch. “Now, let’s not keep our dinner reservation waiting.”

Hand in hand, you both made your way out of the bedroom and into the night, where the stars above seemed to twinkle just a little bit brighter as if they were celebrating the love that radiated between you and Lando.

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