#i had a looong day

[l0vergirls]

imagine jason comforting you, with his fingers carding through your hair and a secure arm around you, as you lean on his chest, finding comfort in his steady heartbeat.

he'd pepper kisses on the crown of your head and when he senses that you're getting lost in your thoughts again, it's okay, he murmurs, i'm here.

it's enough to ground you back to reality, reminding yourself that it's over, you're okay, and you're back in the loving arms of your partner.

you move around to face jason, yet you don't meet his eyes. instead, you bury your face into the crook of his neck, wrapping your arms around him. you feel his hold on you tighten the slightest bit, his entire being radiating warmth.

he knows you don't want to talk about it now, he's been the same way— he still is the same way whenever he's in your position,

so he holds you close, hoping you can feel what words cannot convey,

i love you, i'm here for you.

#i had a looong day #so this is the outcome #need jason to wrap his big arms around me and just hold me <////3 #jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #dc x reader #— yan writes. #— dc. #— the bats.

[penguinsayswhat]

Ya'll gotta watch where you're booping...you could take an eye out

#CLAMP #X #X/1999 #happy fake birthday sei-chan #it's CLAMP Day and boop day so i had to come up with something after my looong shift at work #this is the best it's gonna get this year #trigger warning #body horror #eye trauma

[tragicotps]

Young Masriel AU: affair era

#masriel #masriel au #Hdm au #young masriel #asriel x marisa #asriel belacqua #marisa coulter #i probably done this before but this one had better colours #so here you have it #i havent had time to make anything these days #and this has been in my drafts for a looong time #I thought the backgrounds/wallpaper/lighting were similar here #and i love young masriel <3

[crowcryptds]

🐓 bok bok!

#asougi kazuma #kazuma asougi #dai gyakuten saiban #the great ace attorney #dgs #tgaa #artists on tumblr #doodles #2023 #i remember a looong time ago there was an artist on here that had a hc that #asougi didn’t like eating chicken bc there would be a chicken that scared the shit outta him #so i was talking w my friend abt it offhandedly and they were like. what why didn’t you ever tell me this!!! #LIKE SORRY i forgot my brain genuinely tucked this into the folds of my brain!!! #but they were right. the chicken gets out of the bag #so meet this chicken… it’s name is touhei and since moving to the mikotoba family #this chicken has been the bane of asougi’s existance #does he refuse to eat chicken out of respect for touhei? or out of fear of what may happen if he ever does? #anyways touhei is just a google translation for artillery #my friend and i just hc that yuujin named the chicken that #shoutout to the artist… if i find you i must thank you if youre still here after all these years

[pillowenvelopchair]

That’s what she holds onto. A life—an eternal one—with someone else as Lord. Someone true of heart. Quick of mind. That’s the dream, right there. And all she has to do is clear the way.  - Chapter 26

Another swrd art… what a surprise lol. go check it out guys! (i will never stop preaching about it)

hi @un-local how r u on this fine afternoon

#magdalene my favorite blorbo... i will fight the wolves for u #holding onto rogiers rapier... a small hope in these desolate lands where she is all alone with the golden grace #i hope that one day will i get to read the point where rogier lets himself hope too (that would definitely be the day!) #each others hope if u will #groovy brush my beloved 🫶 #lighting.... my worst enemy #had a lot of fun with the background though!! #i was genuinely scratching my head over the stupid gradient map thing #ive been wanting to do something like this for a LOOONG while so yay!!! #tried to incorporate the mending rune of death and stars. and the carian phalanx (WHICH I AM REALIZING IS 4 BLADES NOT 3) #but yeah! not too much to go off of other than that.. hope u enjoy hare! or. un or local. not local. (scratches head) #thank you miami and mellow for the support!! i would have literally kept staring at the drawing for who knows how long #elden ring #tarnished #magdalene #swrd #still waters #envelop art

[warpolomewdarkmatter]

blosctober day 2 w/ the man the myth the ranger BUZZ L'ECLAIRE... and his boyfriend i guess whatever those 2 are usually up to in my scraps and files. also i wanted to say that i dont have time to draw bc im absolutely swamped with uni work this week and who knows how much more but it means the world to me to see everyone & anyone participating in blosctober 💜💜💜 every post fills me with joy and i love everything ive seen so far and so excited to see what youre going to be cooking next!!!

#heart peace love and joy. even seeing the word blosctober in the wild makes me blush and smile and cheer like... THATS A THING I MADE... <3 #had a gigantic whiplash from checking my tumblr dashboard after a looong day gamedesigning and randomly seeing a #tumblr blog i love coming outta a hiatus to post about blosctober... like not to vaguepost but SIR!!!!!!!!!!! IM STARSTRUCK!!!!!!!! #drawpost #origpost #buzz lightyear of star command #blosctober #the buzz doodle was for like. a post someone made abt drawing a buzz in 60 seconds? i didnt time it but i did try to go fast AND silly

[fivekrystalpetals]

this story doesn't exist for me beyond this point in Retrace 92:

everyone is back home safe, the world is saved and they have another tea party, The End!

#friendship ended with ph #bsd s4 is my new best friend #pandora hearts #may-reads-ph #retrace xcii #aka pain #[EVERYONE READ PANDORA HEARTS AND FALL DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE OF ANGST WITH ME] #i am crying #for real i am crying #this is cathartic #i have never had a good cry in a looong time so oh well #i will read the rest of 10+ chapters later ig #deciding to read these last arcs altogether in one shot was a mistake #maybe some day i will make more coherent posts bc this story has truly plenty to write about #an incredibly beautiful and deep story will forever be on my mind #update: i made this post the other day when i finished till this point i don't have it in me to continue further lmao ;-; #i made a lot of screaming drafts while reading idk what to do with them #i think i will clear out the drafts and post them altogether maybe this weekend #so please block may-reads-ph tag if you don't want to be flooded #def not today bc waiting for another clown to be animated

[hongjoongpresent]

I was tagged by @y-eontan to fill in this bingo so sure!

#some clarifications: #I posted a dance cover on tiktok got 2 mean comments and deleted my entire tiktok immediately #that lasted a whole 3 days lmao #and I had a wattpad phase LOOONG before I was into kpop

[shoyoist]

question!! wish i had polls for this </3 but we'll make do.

would y'all prefer if i did a cute lil love letter event for valentines day, or if i put my blood sweat tears and pussy into writing a bloody, steamy & so very romantic yandere!reader x hanma shuji college au fic for valentines day? ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

#₊˚ପ⊹ soliloquy .ᐟ‍ #i've had this fic idea for a looong time #and it takes place in feb b4 valentines day #so i could write that to contribute #orrr i could do an event! #please help me decide<3

[pinkhysteria]

∙ “and you will take care of nothing, and no one.” 

#anti alaric saltzman #if i don’t find elaborate ways to hate on alaric every 5 business days i will Die. #landon kirby #bonnie bennett #actually so sick how that man has had a billion ‘second’ chances at life - often on the back of the suffering of teenagers. #AND HE JUST KEEPS GETTING AWAY WITH IT??? #he’s looong overdue for a ‘valiant’ sacrifice/death irdgaf. and one that sticks! #legacies x parallels #💝.edit

[magioffire]

ugh i ordered some bladder snails to help replenish them in my snail tank and it was supposed to come today but my mail carrier didnt make it to my house today :( so thats almost five days in transit for the little guys

#luckily its been very cool but i feel bad if they were out in a mail truck all day and didnt even make it to my house #im gonna pissed if they are dead lol #ooc. #tbd. #ive had snails be in transit for 3 days and they were fine but never this looong ughhhhh #babiessss

[skrunksthatwunk]

yesterday i was talking with my friend who reads a lotta kindle unlimited het romance novels (ok girl live your truth) and apparently the sports romance market is like 80% about hockey players and she was like "I wonder why that is" and i, a little too fast and a little too loud, went

oh it's the violence for sure

and then had to pretend that was a conclusion i came to from a place of cold impersonal logic and worldly wisdom and not literally anything having to do with me as a person

#like. i still think im right but way to trip and show my hand yknow #straight girls can get a little hockey-man blood smeared on the protective glass as a treat #sorry guys but im an rgg fan!! vaguely to distinctly eroticized violence is like 70% of the fan AND canon content out there #you learn to see it and cheer it on like a young bird in flight #but also i was like that looong before i was into rgg lmao #no omg wait the other day i offered to fistfight my buddy bc he was losin it a bit and i thought it'd help #and then i had to backpedal bc i remembered im saving putting these dukes up for marriage so to speak #also important to know that i didnt even let novel girl finish her sentence like. get it together #also also we were talking pretty loudly already but i was facing out towards the class (thus projecting my voice) #which means i got the distinct pleasure of watching people turn around to glance at me as i tried to explain my thought process past #'unga bunga fighting hot' #which i failed to do of course #not as cripplingly embarrassing as one might think for some reason. i think it's because im right #not a revolutionary take ofc but the kneejerk nature of it was a bit too suspicious for my tastes #funny though #just realized this post implies i am a luster-afterer of hockey players and thats not true. but they do beat the shit outta each other #and THATS the good shit

[idiosyncraticrednebula]

Can people stop the "Don't call yourself a feminist if-" crap? Y'all still believe in the blatant lies of that movement and ideology?

#txt #that shit has been shady from day one even if some of the people involved throughout the years had good intentions #i'm sorry but women need to stop thinking this movement has ever been for them. it wasn't even created by women #also christ is literally there. you don't need that movement. christianity did that a looong time ago #“yeah but society was still patri-” shut the hell up with that. i don't want to hear it. y'all have no idea what a patriarchy is anymore #it's just evil men working together to keep women down. the world has never quite worked like that. are y'all this retarded????? #y'all are out here painting shit like a goddamn classic disney villain #the world and human civilization are incredibly complex multidimensional and gray. this isn't a black and white bs #this is the fucking problem with tumblr and people as a whole. nothing is balanced. it's either one extreme or the other #we humans tend to jump to extremes even though things are far more nuanced and complex #we live in a fallen world. this world is unfair but there's a chance at redemption #we can all be better #the problem with this ideology is that they always try to paint men as the natural enemies of women #it's the oppressor and oppressed dynamic #one is evil and the other one is good #this is a very black and white way of looking at humanity and it removes the humanity from both #i hate it because it heavily implies that women have no agency and shit just happens to them basically. nothing they do has an effect. it's #always someone else doing it. like y'all do realize women are the other half of humanity right????? you can't maintain a society without the #other #you'd have to be INSANE to subscribe to this kind of ideology

[glaivenoct]

For your NyxNoct prompt sentence -

"I always hoped— but to actually hear you say it is better than I'd ever dreamed."

In the ten years Noctis had spent within the crystal, even when he thought he had finally accepted the weight of an unbreakable fate, there were always the What Ifs in the back of his mind. The 'Maybe it doesn't have to be this way' trains of thoughts. The pondering of whether or not he could come up with another way to fix things.

He had no doubt given up hope shortly before he awoke at Angelgard. Though he hoped that Nyx and his friends wouldn't try to save him. At that point, in the poor state of the world, it was easier to accept fate. To lie down and pass on the light they'd all been deprived of for a decade, even if that thought terrified him.

There's no other way. The gods said it, therefore it must be.

What a load of shit.

Noctis still isn't entirely sure how they did it. He's not quite sure how he's sitting here at the top of the Citadel's steps, the suit of his raiment tattered and sullied with dirt and dried blood. There's a singed tear in the fabric at the center of his chest, a jagged scar that would suggest the wound is months old rather than fresh, and a dull phantom ache lingering beneath the skin.

The sun is refreshingly warm on his face. There's no cold clutch of an ancestral ring on his finger. The city, while it might appear to be in shambles at the first few glances, is far from unsalvagable.

In due time, the world will recover. For now, however...

"Can you say it again?" Noctis asks quietly, voice on the verge of breaking as he turns his head to Nyx beside him.

Nyx, who is a little more battle worn from when Noctis first entered the crystal. He bears the same jagged white facial scars that mark his survival from the city's initial fall. There are heavy bags under his blue eyes that bear a decade's worth of sleepless nights and ruthless daemon battles. His hair is now long and braided, beads of Galahd tradition still woven in near the scalp, among a few new ones Noctis hasn't had the chance to ask about yet. Though there are more streaks of silver in Nyx's hair than Noct remembers. He knows one is but another souvenir of that damn ring Nyx dared to become worthy of so long ago. The others... Noctis always wondered if something from that brief possession of power always stuck with Nyx.

Wrinkles form at the corner of Nyx's eyes as he focuses on Noct, discerning the unspoken plea behind his request. He seems like he understands as he scoots closer to Noctis and gently rests his gloved hand over Noct's.

Say it again so I know it's real.

"We made it, Noct." Nyx says softly, smiling as his eyes grow wet and glint under the rays of the first sun in ten years. "Against all the odds, we made it."

Funny enough, while it's better than what he could have ever dreamed, it's more than he can bear. He exhales shakily and finds himself naturally leaning against Nyx, resting a weary head on an equally weary shoulder. Nyx then rests his own head against Noct's, squeezing his hand in reassurance that it's all real.

His friends approach from behind to help him bear the rest as they take in the dawn. Gladio and Ignis settle behind them, each resting a hand on Noct's shoulders and kneading them encouragingly. Prompto settles down on Noct's other side and leans in close, holding his other hand.

It's more than Noctis can bear in the best way possible. More so when he sees Cor pausing in his steps up ahead, Iris, Libertus and Aranea doing the same; seemingly wondering if they see what they think they see. They all start running towards the steps as Nyx and his friends hug him tight.

Noctis closes his eyes to bask under the sun as he takes a deep breath, and Nyx utters softly:

"Long live the King of Light."

#nyxnoct asks #author entries: fics #I might have to come back to this one day and expand on #because I've had this particular moment in my head for a LOOONG TIME #thank you for sending!! <3

[masterofrecords]

Angstober day 27: System Collapse

I probably spent way too much time making sure my sandhi were accurate in this one. Hooray to the one semester of Sanskrit I'd once taken - never thought it would come in useful.

The Flame of the Countless Deaths

The connection between the leylines is tentative, volatile. Hard as he tries, Kalidasa cannot fully feel the other locations, but it’s better than nothing.

Breathe in, breathe out. His heart beats in sync with the weak, dying magic of the world.

He is about to cease to exist. He is everywhere.

Keeping track of time is hard. There is no time where his mind is, and yet the time is everything now. Sounds of fighting reach him, and he isn’t sure if it is his brothers and sisters fighting at the Mrtyunamjvalah temple below, or if it’s echoes reaching him from across the world, the last cries seeping in through the unstable network.

It hardly matters.

The first seals are barely beginning to settle when the first interruption rocks the leyline.

Kalidasa frowns, breathing steady as he tries to pull closer, figure out where the disruption is coming from. One of the second seals comes with a delay, and with it, Qiao Xiu’s unusually terse voice in Kalidasa’s head, “Got off schedule, but we’re fine.”

And it is fine. The seals should be done simultaneously for them to be stable, but on the cosmic scale, some minutes are a minor issue. The disturbance caused by whatever happened on Qiao Xiu’s end dies down as the rituals continue, and Kalidasa keeps hoping. “Take care,” he replies, and listens to the silence once more.

Time passes through him. More hours, more seals, more fighting seemingly everywhere. The powers that don’t want their divinity sealed off are not going to let it go smoothly – those running the rituals were prepared for it, each group made precautions for it.

Some hid the sites, some set up traps, some placed guards. Below Kalidasa, surrounding the circle where the ritual is taking place, are the monks that do not expect to make it to sundown.

Kalidasa wonders – no, hopes that it will be enough.

After four seals have taken root, things go downhill.

“Hoards of demons,” Zamani’s voice follows the tidal wave of unstable magic. “We’ll try to get back on track.”

He isn’t sure why they report to him. There is nothing he can do, he cannot even send the word out without breaking his connection to the leyline. Perhaps, Kalidasa muses, they just want him not to worry, aware that he’s watching over them.

“Do your best,” is all he can think of replying.

Perhaps there is some comfort they gain from knowing he’s still there, for however much longer it might be.

To his sorrow, the leylines do not have the time to stabilize before the next big interruptions. With each seal, it seems, the price of mistakes becomes greater. “Man down. Will try to finish with eleven.”

The few words of comfort Kalidasa can give don’t seem at all sufficient.

He utters them anyway and watches in dismay as the perturbations grow stronger and stronger, no longer needing their missteps to feed themselves. Something is bound to crack, Kalidasa worries, but the fighting seems to have stopped for the most part.

The air is thick with death, and Kalidasa keeps repeating the same prayers for departed souls over and over again. It is all he can do.

Most have completed eight seals when another shock makes Kalidasa jerk, almost throwing him out of his trance. Something goes wrong, somewhere above and on the inside, and Kalidasa isn’t sure where it is in the real world, but he watches helplessly as the connection to one of the leylines breaks, sending ripples through the entire network.

He hadn’t realized before that there is noise in his ears, but it’s growing more and more uncomfortable to the point where he cannot easily ignore it. It is so loud that he almost misses the voice reaching for him through the void.

He barely recognizes Remi.

“I’m sorry,” is all he hears, and perhaps there was more to the message, but it’s gone, dissolved in static as waves of uncertainty wash over the leylines.

Four more seals to go.

The cut off leyline returns slowly, and he knows it’s Remi’s group giving it one more try, no matter how desperate the situation looks on their side. The rituals continue, exhaustion bleeding to Kalidasa instead of finesse as the hours of work take toll on everyone.

The rituals finish in an unsteady cacophony, a rough patch rather than neat embroidery on the fabric between the planes. Kalidasa feels each backlash and winces, knowing they mean more deaths he will probably never learn about.

His magic feels weaker and weaker as more leylines are cut off, but it’s not fully gone. The seals are still fluid, like unfinished stitches, but Kalidasa holds on to hope.

It’s the only thing he can do.

The people of Mrtyunamjvalah leave, knowing better than to disturb him. His own skin feels frayed, and Kalidasa wonders what is happening outside, but dares not open his eyes.

There is still time. There is still hope.

Whatever the outcome, he will be there to witness it.

#angstober2023 #masterofrecords angsts #masterofreocrds writes #day 27 #the title is a (slightly loose) translation of the name of the temple #i spent a looong time agonizing over how to transcribe it because sanskrit pronunciation is... quite specific #lots of sounds that don't exist in english #LOTS #i had to simplify a lot like shortening the double vowels #because the only single vowel here is the r #but english doesn't really do vowel length at all #and the second m is technically an anusvara so not.. quite its own sound? #...i'm gonna shut up now

[ilonacho]

the fucking audacity of watching the pixar short film “going home” while i’m home for my grandma’s funeral.

#like….. yeah #2 weeks ago i did not know id be here rn #i did not know she would take a turn for the worse this fast #im very thankful things worked out to where i could be here #for my wife and her support and i guess my boss and coworkers for their understanding #i have been lucky to not have been here for the very tough times #im thankful to be here with my family now #theyre doing a lot of new housing in my town now #many buildings i walked by as a kid have been demolished and are being rebuilt #we emptied my grandmas room today. she had only lived there for about 3 weeks before passing #we drive by my mom olds house. the house i grew up in. the new owner still hasnt torn down my old curtains in my old room #the old curtains my grandma had sewn for me when i was a baby #my dad is thinking about moving too. too many new buildings too many new people too much noise #two of my cousins have kids now! and the third one is getting married soonish? her fiance seems nice. he seems like he cares about her #my nephew and niece are so big now. i still havent met my other niece #i wonder if any of my old classmates have had kids? if they moved too? #ill be leaving again on tuesday. itll be a looong day #my parents have more and more grey hairs every time i see them #i dont see my brother as much as id like. hes following his dreams and im proud of him. hes a good kid #anyway the guy who made said short film is literally just like me fr #from germany and had been in the us 5 years (at the time) and making this short film? #just like me fr #anyway. this became one of those diaries for me posts haha #it just really captured how it is really well