#i don't fucking know

[ghostsessioned]

200 baby warcrime starfish warm sleeping bag

#artfart #the locked tomb #gideon the ninth #harrow the ninth #nona the ninth #harrowhark nonagesimus #i don't fucking know

[caleb-is-existing]

Oh my god

Formula 1 fans need to understand Lance could have done nothing because everyone was too close and yes he crashed into Daniel, what the fuck should he have done? just clip through him?

#formula 1 #lance stroll #chinese gp 2024 #i don't fucking know #i hate this sport sometimes #being a lance fan is hard #i am on the frontlines day in day out

[loki-laufeychild]

I put the HOT in psychotic

#hot is in bi colors too #why the fuck did i do this? #i don't fucking know #i think im high #loki #loki laufeyson #loki laufeychild #loki odinson #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #mcu #marvel mcu #loki series #loki tv

[ericagray]

Irresistible Longing

1.3k words blade fanfic

Ehe, this is the first fanfic that I wrote here, I hope you enjoy it ~

Note: the reader is the path of abundance

As if the sky had wiped away the sting of iron blood from your nose. Your surroundings were replaced with earthly odour after rain. It was only after the downpour of water had stopped that you are able to continue to search for your companion Blade - your footwear tramping through the mud and blood; continue to trace his location based on Elio's instructions. Although the more you are getting close to the location, the smell of blood from who blade killed reappeared unless the sting was getting denser. 

The light on your holographic screen flickers as you stumble upon a formation consisting of rocks and a tract of ground which almost makes up a cave for dozen people to take shelter from the rain. But before your orbs stir into your devices once more to check whether it's the correct place or not, you notice a familiar male figure leaning over back to back from the cave wall. Sitting down - bending over one leg, arm staying put above his stomach as he closes his eyes - he tries to stay on guard as his body slowly heals punctures wound in his left shoulder and abdomen.

You tread closer to his resting body and despite your slow movements - trying not to disturb him too much, his body instinctively grabs his sword almost just to slash out the remaining enemy he left behind.

"Wait... Blade, it's me-" his movements are abruptly stopped by the sound of a familiar voice. A few moments have passed, and his crimson eyes glare at you. his eyes are more darkened than usual, perhaps from scowling his eyebrows in pain. 

He lowered his weapon as soon as he realized it was you who dare to step in a sleeping wolf. Sword scraping through the dirt as he drags it to his side - his fist clenched as he pulls it above his abdomen - It must be painful even for him.

"Please don't move too much... I'll heal you in a moment" You waste no more sentences in your mouth and start envelope Blade's wound with the light of your healing. 

Another moment passes with no words exchanged from either of you. It's not like Blade wants to be bothered by what you're trying to say, not to mention how he has avoided you in the past. Each time both of you cross-path one another; even in necessity mean as Sterallon Hunters, he would avert his gaze in the opposite direction of where you are and walk away even when you're just trying to show gratitude from the mission. He must've been hating me for some reason - you thought.

Even when I know from the bottom of my heart that it is drawn to you - belong to you, but I know you don't feel the same way...

Yet with all of those thoughts drowning your mind, your orbs finally notice that he's been staring at you throughout the time you heal him. The expression on his face appears unreadable. Unable to tell what he's feeling, you quickly assume he's annoyed by how long it took to fully treat him.

And so, your healing lights dimmed down as you finally finished recovering his scars to his original state.

"I'm sorry that it took too long, it's finally done now." 

The same expression still adorns his face as he looks at you.

"We should get going now-" Your skin brushes with him as he grabs your wrist before you stand up. His grip was a firm one yet gentle enough for your soft skin.

"Blade?" Tendons stand out in the neck, a visible pulse as you swallow your own saliva. Did I do something wrong? - Subconsciously putting your thoughts into your mouth.

A sudden movement, he pulls in your wrist just as your body flung into his. A brief time ago, his body was surrounded with blood infused with a stench of iron, but in your arm - nose buried in his shoulder, you sense a hint scent of warm lemon in his body.

"Blade?" You repeat as soon as you snapped into reality. His arm slowly circles around your body, making sure there's no distance between you and him. 

Gaped by his sudden gesture, the gear in your brain tries to process the reason behind his actions. His breath quietened upon the contact, cradling your waist so close like an irreplaceable treasure - thus, heeding his heartbeat thrashing loudly in your chest whilst noticing the size difference between your body and his. 

"... You..." 

He murmured into your shoulder, eyes observing your orbs once more. His low and raspy voice, It felt like forever since you heard him.

"You... Absorbed my nature as a whole... My soul..."

"Blade... I--"

"You... Always haunts my mind...The thought of you was inevitable to me... I yearn for you as a whole and I am no longer my own master because of you" 

"... Yearning me as a whole...?" - such profound word bewitched your body so deeply that you felt your heart beating for him in response. You too, know really well that you've desired him as much as his.

"Don't you hate me...?" 

you swore his hold tightens and his gaze shifts into a cold one that would cower his enemy. Your question is simply to assure your heart that you didn't misunderstand his intention.

A rush of frustration hits him, and within the blink of an eye, Blade's warm lips find their way into yours. He hungrily claims your lips into his as you let out a small gasp. 

For Aeon-knows how long he's been longing for you yet keeps withdrawing himself since he set his own path into a way of the sword.

He let out a small growl before pushing you to the ground, pulling you close to him, feeling your body against his. As the kiss deepens, he runs his hands up and down your back, relishing the feeling of your body against his.

Your voice, your smell, your taste. It's the other thing that would drive him insane than almost being a Mara-Struck. You are the curse that he would gladly suffer.

"B-blade..." You mumbled when he finally parted ways from your mouth and snapped back to reality. He towered his body over yours as he watches you gaping for air. Blade slowly cupped your cheek and caressed it gently.

"These feelings... Is there anything I can even do about it...?" He rambles to himself as he rubs his face to your shoulder, hand clinches above the ground.

As if you see his perspective of his own immortality, You knew that he'd think that the death that he wanted so much cannot be achieved if he focus on something else; He'd think there's no point in putting faith in someone else.

"Blade... Listen to me..." 

Unable to resist his anguish, you slowly fold your arms behind his head - keeping him close to your body.

"You don't deserve to live with all of those sufferings, You know?" Your lips pressed into his forehead, kissing his hair bangs as you stroke the back of his neck.

"I know that you always longed for death as far back as you can remember and to achieve what you wanted... You don't have to beat yourself up. A bit of comfort and joy wouldn't hurt, no?"

Even without him saying anything, you could feel his embrace trembling - In spite of his stoicism, he really is someone fragile. 

"Until that time, let's be there for each other," you vow.

And despite what happens

The future may never spoke

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice 

But in your arms

Ice or fire

Day or night

In life or in death

Let's make a promise never to never separate

#hsr x reader #hsr x you #honkai star rail x reader #blade x reader #blade #hsr blade #honkai star rail #hsr #fanfic #blade star rail #gender neutral reader #how does tumblr even work #i don't fucking know

[exotic-dinostuff]

#my art #murder drones #i don't fucking know #art #markers #murder drones fanart #uzi doorman #murderdrones #md #md art #md uzi doorman #uzi md #md uzi #absolute solver #artists on tumblr

[procrastinationaccount]

Harrowhonk Nonagooseimus

#I don't fucking know #tlt shitposting #the locked tomb #harrowhark nonagesimus

[bylersrise]

tell me why i found this absolute abomination in my notes ahem

Their lips pressed together. Wills hands on Mike's neck, pulling him closer. Mikes arms around Wills waist. How did they get here? Will slips his tongue into Mike's mouth and they're making out. Needy, like they've been longing for this.

Mike wakes up in a cold sweat, breathing heavily. What. The. Fuck. He looks down at Will, who was sitting up slowly, rubbing his eyes and yawning. Mike must have woken him up. He looks up to the ceiling and closes his eyes, trying to steady his breathing. That was one hell of a dream. Why would he have a dream like that? He was straight. Right? No way he liked Will. That would be-

"-Mike!" He looks down at Will who has probably been trying to get his attention. "Are you okay?" Mike nods. "Nightmare?" He shakes his head. Will looks at him, confused. "What happened? You looked kinda freaked out." Will gets up and sits on Mike's bed. "You wanna talk about it?" Will rests his hand on Mike's knee, probably for comfort. Mike tenses up. It feels like his stomach has a hundred butterflies flying around in it. And oh.

Oh.

He's in love with Will.

This is bad. What would Will think if he knew? He feels a tear run down his cheek and before he can wipe it away, Will does it for him, reaching up and wiping his tears away. He has to get out of here.

"I'm okay. I guess. I just- I'm sorry." He jumps off his bed and runs out of his bedroom, leaving will confused.

so as we can see here...it sucks. does it? i think it does. i thought id share cuz I'm prolly not gonna finish this shit anyway (unless...?) when do i ever

#this is from so long ago #my god #its so bad #i hate it #BUT #i could fix it up #(does it need fixing?) #then write around it #and make it into a good fic #i don't fucking know #i can if anyone wants it honestly #its so bad oh god #byler fanfic #byler fic #byler ao3 #byler #stranger things #byler endgame #will byers #mike wheeler #anti mileven #I HATE THIS SO FUCKING MUCH

[y-rhywbeth2]

"Bhaal's essence left me as I died… and that which has been given to me now maintains my mortality only. Some might still consider me a Bhaalspawn, but it is solely a matter of history and memory." A few days and a conversation with a bloodthirsty dwarf later: “In the cold nether realm while I waited to be reborn I sorely missed the crimson spray and the hot tang of death on my tongue.” "Even after my resurrection, violent rage pollutes my tainted blood. As [my sibling] can surely attest, it is a constant struggle to keep our bloodlust in check."

Great news! Bhaalspawn canonically keep the urge to kill the shit out of people after having Bhaal torn out of them! Thank you again, Sarevok!

#I love my evil brother who tried to kill me several times #And who I have killed twice or thrice #That's just family love when Bhaal is your bio dad I guess #Or not bio dad because your relationship is mystical and not genetic #But also kind of because he was in fact involved in the baby making #i don't fucking know #I really need to try mixing up my BG2 parties #I've gotten into the habit of only using the same characters and I'm forgetting things. #In my defence I was too busy watching Jan and Minsc torment him to pay attention to anything else. #babbling #/durge #/sarevok #bhaalspawn

[punkk]

hello hello everyone, my game is punk, and I'm a bit new here.

I want to practice my writing skills or something like that, so if you have any requests - feel free to ask, and I'll try to write a one shot or something.

#dick grayson x reader #tim drake x reader #jason todd x reader #batfam #batboys x reader #dc characters #marvel #marvel characters #i don't fucking know

[comfy-pink-666]

I need sleep

I love them though

#yuri tower #art #pizza tower #pizza tower au #pizza tower mr stick #pizza tower pizzahead #mr stick #pizzahead #i don't fucking know #💲CheeseStick🧀

[green-socks]

I Want Your Daddy Too

Pairing: Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell (hangmav) / Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x Javy 'Coyote' Machado (brachado)

Summary: Jake's best friend and rival get together, and Jake is upset about it. He speaks into existence a threat that he ends up fulfilling, though unknowingly.

Words: 2.1k

Warnings: everyone Jake is being dramatic. Mav is Bradley's dad and I will die on that hill. Also obvs age gap with hangmav.

Notes: I thought of this scenario and got excited. Also I just wanted more Rooster/Coyote content and thought "sure I'll make it myself", but then Jake stole this show and I just always let him do anything he wants. This was meant to be very silly and quick, please don't take me seriously. I'm running with brachado for the ship name for now cause that's in line with floychado and that makes me happy.

Jake was appalled. His best friend in the entire world had betrayed him by getting together with Jake's rival. His mortal enemy. And the bastard was even serious about it.

They had both been deployed, Jake and Javy, on practically opposite sides of the world, so contact had been a little difficult. But they texted each other and ten hours later the other replied, and so on and so forth. Didn't offer the opportunity for many long conversations, but Javy still managed to tell him about a guy he had started getting real close with on the carrier. What Coyote had failed to mention, however, was who that guy was. And that Jake already knew him.

He and Javy had been inseparable ever since they met at the academy. Well, almost. It had taken Jake a while to let Javy fully in, but once he did, he knew Javy would always have his back.

Except with this one thing, apparently.

And to think, Jake had ranted about the idiot all through flight school, and Javy had listened, had agreed with him! Hadn't he?

Well, Jake would probably find out more once he calmed down some. Which might take a while. There were surely worse ways to find out your best friend was sleeping with your rival than walking in on them having sex and seeing way too much bare ass this early in the morning, but Jake couldn't come up with any at the moment.

"Javy, what the fuck! Bradshaw?! Are you fucking kidding me?" Jake yelled, not caring he sounded perhaps a little hysterical.

This was not what he'd had in mind for today. Not even in the ballpark. He had just wanted to spend the day with his bro now that they were both back in the same country. But nooo, fucking Bradshaw somehow had to ruin that too.

"How is this even happening? I thought you hated him too," Jake continued.

"Hey!"

"Shut up, Rooster."

"One, I never hated him. I just kind of let you rant, you know. I actually thought the mustache was hot this whole time–"

Jake made a noise, but Javy silenced him with a sharp look. Rooster looked smug.

"Two, I'm sorry you had to find out this way. I mean it. I wanted to wait until we were face to face to tell you." Javy really did look sorry about that.

"But three, you know how happy I've been these past few months, so please get it out of your system so you can be civil. That goes for both of you," Javy turned to Rooster. "I'm not gonna listen to you two complain about each other anymore."

Sigh. Jake can't very well refuse his best friend like that (though he's sure he'll have a hard time trying to keep his thoughts to himself), and based on the expression on his face, Rooster reluctantly agrees. Huh. Guess they can agree on something.

Jake sucks his lips to his teeth. "Fine, I guess. But Bradshaw, if you steal my best friend away from me, I swear to god I will fuck your dad." By the way both Javy and Rooster flinch, it seems his threat sounded appropriately serious. Good.

"Jake–" Javy starts, but Jake cuts him off.

"Nope, I'm outta here. Javy, call me when you're done and can hang out. Bradshaw… nice ass." And with that Jake takes his leave, giving himself a proper shake as soon as the door closes.

Why is life like this?

-

Thankfully all three of them did not even need to be in the same place together again until they all got called back to TOPGUN for a special detachment. So everything had been surprisingly calm and easy. Jake tolerated Javy talking about Rooster in a positive way these days. Because if he was honest, he really couldn't hate anyone making his best friend that happy. And Javy was so happy it was kind of disgusting.

But at least he got to antagonize Bradshaw in the flesh again. In a friendly-ish manner, of course. He didn't want to make Coyote suffer after all.

And at least there was a goddamn handsome man buying him beers. Well, technically he was buying them for the whole bar per Penny's rules, but Jake liked to think the man's eyes lingered on him more than any others.

If he wasn't on a self-imposed "no dickstractions" policy while training for a special detachment, and if he hadn't had to throw the older man out of the bar, he definitely would have made a move. Might have anyway, his own rules be damned. But there was no damning Penny's rules, so that was that.

Except that it wasn't, because the next day that same man walked in front of the class and smirked at Jake like he was enjoying the fact that Jake was blushing a little in embarrassment. Now he was really really glad he hadn't made a move on the guy. He wasn't looking to get court martialed or anything, and propositioning a CO definitely wasn't the best way to promote career longevity in the Navy.

But damn, Captain Mitchell was hot. The adrenaline of flying always got Jake's engine going, but never before had he been so turned on just from seeing someone else fly.

He'd always been a bit of a teacher's pet, he could admit that, but he also thought he'd gotten past the age of getting crushes on his teachers a long time ago. And yet, here he was. Jake didn't make any moves – he wasn't digging for blood out of his nose like that – but despite all that, in the privacy of his own head, he thought about the Captain a whole hell of a lot. Maybe in the shower. Or in the evening when he was trying to fall asleep. Or on his morning runs. Maybe he made an effort to talk to the man any chance he got. And, alright, maybe he flirted just a tiny bit. It was in his nature! So sue him.

-

In an unexpected turn of events, when Javy went into g-LOC, Jake found himself comforting Rooster and being comforted by him in return. Javy was the most important person in both of their lives, not to mention the added scare of Phoenix and Bob ejecting. Jake still wouldn't call Bradshaw a friend, but maybe they could be. They had to have more in common than either of them would have liked to believe if they were both so close with the same person. Jake would take it to his grave, but he knew that behind the mustache was a pretty solid guy and a surprisingly comforting presence, when he wanted to be.

Maverick also checked in on all three aviators in the hospital, and the Captain's presence calmed Jake down like nothing else could, even though he could see the older man was shaken by everything too.

-

After The Mission, after Jake had flown like hell to get Maverick and Rooster back home, he was buzzing with excess adrenaline and nowhere to put it. He visited the duo in sick bay, celebrated with the others, took a shower, tried some yoga, but nothing could make the pins prickling under his skin stop.

Even after they got back to shore, a weird, uncomfortable feeling persisted, though not as strongly as before. But eventually he ended up seeking out Maverick. Something inside him just yearned for any contact with the man. Maverick had said his door was always open for any of the Daggers, so Jake (not entirely) shamelessly took him up on that offer.

The mission was over, Maverick was no longer their instructor and direct CO. He was still a superior officer, sure, but Jake figured the Captain at least wouldn't punch him now that Jake had saved his life. So Jake decided to shoot his shot.

And Maverick didn't punch him. Instead, after some talking, when Jake kissed him, he kissed back.

-

They had all been given a month of leave after the mission, and three weeks of it had already passed. Jake had spent nearly all of it with Maverick at his hangar, and he couldn't have been happier. The only thing he was missing was his best friend who had taken Rooster with him back home to New Orleans.

Mav had been working on his P-51 all morning while Jake went to do a grocery run and made lunch. After eating they settled down on the couch for a little afternoon nap. The older pilot was still a little sweaty from working, his shirt a little damp, but Jake didn't mind it. He just pressed his face further into Mav's chest and let himself doze off, safe in the strong, warm embrace of his lover. He didn't think he'd ever experienced bliss like this while not in the air.

Until that bliss was most rudely interrupted by none other than Rooster Bradshaw loudly announcing his presence at the hangar.

"What the hell is happening here?" the mustached naptime-hater yelled.

Maverick shot up to a sitting position, making Jake's still sleepy self let out an undignified yelp.

"Seresin, you better not be fucking my dad or I–"

"Your dad?" two voices interrupted the angry growl. One of them was Jake, but who–?

Jake whipped his head to see his very own best friend walking to join them.

"Jake, man, what are you doing here?" Javy asked.

"I was having a lovely nap." He glared at Rooster. "But hold on, back up, what do you mean dad? I thought your dad was…"

Jake and Javy had both seen the picture of LTJG Bradshaw. What he did with that information was not something Jake was proud of, but rest assured he would always remember. 

Rooster sighed deeply. "My father, Nick Bradshaw, is dead, yes. My adoptive dad, the man who raised me and who became my legal guardian after my mom died, is sitting on that couch."

They all turned to look at Maverick, who in turn was looking at Rooster with unshed tears in his eyes.

"You– You still want to– Oh, Baby Goose," Maverick whispered, seemingly overcome by emotion.

"Shit," Rooster muttered. "I mean, I– We hadn't talked about it yet but I do–"

Jake wanted to comfort his lover, but Javy pulled him outside to give the other two some "family time".

"Did you know about all that?" Jake asked once they were out of earshot.

"Not exactly, no. Bradley's always been very tight-lipped about his family matters, and now I know why. He didn't really have anyone for a while. I knew he and Maverick knew each other but I didn't know the depth of it. I guess he brought me here today with the purpose of meeting Maverick as his family and not as our teacher."

"Yeah, same. Mav has some pictures of Rooster as a kid in there but I never realized it went that deep. It's not like we're focusing on Bradshaw when there's a P-51 and a bunch of bikes to fix."

".....Yeah, what are you doing here?" Javy narrowed his eyes.

"Learning about planes?" Jake tried. 

Javy didn't dignify that with a response.

"We're sort of dating? Less going on actual dates, though, and more like spending every minute together for the past two weeks."

"Oh so you in deep," Javy chuckled.

It was true. Jake didn't give up his privacy like that for anyone. Usually the only person he could stand for that long was his best friend and even that was stretching it.

Javy blew out a breath. "Well, better that you're serious about it and not just fulfilling your threat of fucking Brad's dad."

"I told you, I didn't even know!"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Let's go check how they're doing and hope my boyfriend doesn't want to kill you."

Jake squawked, but followed Javy back inside the hangar. If he hid a bit behind his friend's back then that was his business.

Inside they found the father-son duo (the thought still gave Jake whiplash) on the couch, hugging tightly and both looking like they'd been crying. Maverick noticed them approaching, and pulling away from Rooster, he asked Jake, "Sweetheart, did you get enough dinner supplies so they could stay over?"

Jake blushed at the nickname, and he secretly thought hearing it would never get old despite Javy smirking at him knowingly.

"Yeah, sure. I'll go get us some beers and we can talk," he said, eyeing Rooster's direction warily. 

This was going to be the weirdest fucking family dinner in history. Beer was needed.

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tagsies (idk who in the hell is the target audience for this but I'll tag usual top gun list): @wildbornsiren @writeforfandoms @marvelousmermaid @lorecraft @a-reader-and-a-writer @callsign-phoenix @blue-aconite @mayhem24-7forever @lt-natrace @luckyladycreator2 @alexxavicry @footprintsinthesxnd @writercole @blowmymbackout

#top gun fic #top gun: maverick #hangmav #brachado #machshaw #cooter #i don't fucking know #i accidentally wrote something #hangman #maverick #rooster #coyote #i still don't know what i'm doing #i did a silly thing

[leadandblood]

Wrote a part of the jopzier fic and it goes like:

Crozier: *does a thing*

Jopson: *carries on, acting like it isn't happening*

McDonald:

#the terror #the terror amc #francis crozier #thomas jopson #alexander mcdonald #Motherfucker do you have two As in your surname or not?! #alexander macdonald #I don't fucking know

[cccccasperghost]

I hate

HATE

How everytime I go back into my childhood

Anthony FUCKING Burch

Is in EVERY FUCKING THING I HOLD DEAR.

like oh you know League of Legends??? Yeah he wrote on it!!!

Oh yeah he was on the writers team for Ragnarok too!

Also he did some voice acting for DISTANT FUCKING LANDS

And you know that game Borderlands your brother is SOOOO into???????? HE WAS THERE TOO

And it doesn't stop with him folks!! Oh no it could never

His FUCKING SISTER also voice acts for some of your favorite FUCKING cartoons!!!!

Ashly motherfucking Burch has done voices for shit like

OK KO. LETS GO BE HEROS

And that fucking show BEE AND PUPPY CAT you've loved since FUCKING MIDDLE SCHOOL

AND STEVEN UNIVERSE

STEVEN FUCKING UNIVERSE

Anthony and his sister have their grubby little hands on EVERYTHING I love and I'm SICK OF IT

What are you gonna tell me next? He was on the team for She-ra princess of Power? Or how about Amazing World of Gumball or maybe even Night in the Woods??? Or let's go even farther back as say Chowder???? It gets fucking WORSE with EVERY new thing I learn about that man.

IM DONE

I'M FUCKING DONE

#why does this bother me so much?? #I DON'T FUCKING KNOW #im gonna fucking pass out #dndads #dungeons and daddies #dndads season 2 #dungeons and daddies season 2

[sedgewick-gayble]

Ummm something something vikdecai something something the homoeroticism of violence blah blah blah gunshots and bullet wounds as an allegory for penetration

#i don't fucking know #lackadaisy ♧ #lackadaisy #mordecai heller #lackadaisy mordecai #vikdecai #lackadaisy viktor #viktor vasko

[space-time-p4r4d0x]

do you think the entirety of tumblr would have an aneurysm if i decided to ship a she/her cis male and a genderless aroace spec pansexual and also their relationship is only sexual (not like i'd. actually draw nsfw but.)

oh and if i also make them wolves.

do you think part of tumblr would just. die on the spot

#lgbtqia #pansexual #aromantic #asexual #aroace #gay #gay adjacent? #i don't fucking know

[charlotte-queen-owl]

My sister told me to say that I am a finger user or whatever the hell that means is this a fucking JJK reference I swear to god

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #Is it?????? #i don't fucking know #shitpost