#i’m about to be UNBEARABLE

[dearabsolutelynoone]

“Anthony was rather famously besotted with his wife…”

…who was in turn rather inexplicably besotted with him.”

#who’s ready to make married kanthony their entire personality #cause i sure as hell am! #i’m about to be UNBEARABLE #can’t wait for them to rot what remains of my brain #bridgerton #kanthony #kate and anthony #anthony and kate #kate x anthony #anthony x kate #anthony bridgerton #kate sharma #the viscount who loved me #kathony #bridgerton season 3 #lord bridgerton #lady bridgerton #simone ashley #jonathan bailey #on the way to the wedding #julia quinn

[spooksicl-e]

“a proper, manly embrace.”

edit:

#sherlock hlv shooting script i hate you #‘a proper manly embrace’ moftiss i am outside of your houses and i am angry. #like the tarmac scene was already unbearable #and then i find out they were supposed to HUG #and THEN they follow the hug with some bullshit clarification like THAT #anyway i’ve been angry about it for a solid month now and decided they should hug #so this is them #hugging #yeah #my art #no @ because i’m lazy #so just please don’t use or steal lol #sherlock #sherlock holmes #bbc sherlock #benedict cumberbatch #john watson #martin freeman #fanart #fanartist #johnlock #could also be gen obviously #point is they should hug whatever the relationship status is

[padfootastic]

my sirius & harry thought of the day:

harry kept that firebolt alive for all 137 years of his remaining life through sheer willpower and magical strength. he did not let a single twig of it die off. not only was he absolutely unhinged about taking care of it, not letting anyone near it after 5th year, but he also basically single-handedly reinvented the field of broom-crafting just so he could keep his godfather’s gift to him alive. he didn’t do anything with this skill, basically driving everywhere who knew him spare bc !!! ‘harry do u know what u just did? most brooms don’t last over 6-7 years, not even a fraction of that if used at the pace and frequency as u. if u could just—‘

and he just flat out shuts them up bc how does he tell them that the reason his firebolt is still alive is bc sirius’ love runs thru it and harry would die himself before he let it bc he can’t lose the last piece of sirius he has left. he cannot perform this miracle on any other broom, tho he can probably make the single best non-sirius-gifted broom that the WW has ever seen just bc of how extensive his knowledge is now

and the thing, right, is he doesn’t keep the firebolt locked up in some display like some artefact. sirius would’ve never wanted that. his dad would’ve hated it. brooms were meant to be flown. so fly, he does. wonderfully. it’s forever his primary broom and he puts it thru all the paces, keeping up with all sorts of newer, flashier, pro models w utter ease.

it’s like this: when he uses this firebolt, it feels like perhaps he has his godfather back for just a second. and harry is forever weak to that feeling.

#sirius black #harry potter #good godfather sirius black #haven’t been here in a. while huh #s&h my beloved <3 #there’s just something. about sirius gifting harry his first and last broom. #that makes me go feral #i need harry to be unhealthily attached to his broom #it’s a problem. like a legit mental health one #but he doesn’t know how to move on from it #he spends hours polishing that thing and grooming the bristles or stuff #or wtv* #the only other person who got to touch it was james sirius #for obvious reasons #never w/o supervision tho harry is not that hinged yet #or ever #his kids know this is one line they cannot cross w their father #not bc he gets angry. but bc he gets unbearably sad #and they all know about papa sirius #this hc is becoming yet another rabbit hole so i’m gonna pull the breaks #but this is yet again making me realise how much i love next gen #the potter babies are just!!! #and dad harry is lovely #ok yah that’s it #pen’s notes

[rorja]

synopsis. you, suguru, and a window left open— or, the soothing lullaby of springtime.

a/n. very much self-indulgent and probably with a lot of mistakes (be patient please, i’ll correct it first thing in the morning!) but i really needed to write a moment of peace after a troubling week…….. also, i’ve been very sick and this is my first attempt at writing after a long time so i apologize if it’s not that good TT — 🐣

it was comforting, watching the thin but sturdy branches of the plum tree stretching to the glittering dots adorning the sky. regulus's fiery mane moving delicately as the evening breeze's note echoed in the air. waking up every sleeping blossom, cradling in a motherly embrace each of its sons and daughters that were yet to be awakened.

spring. where your eyes landed you could spot significant signs of its long awaited arrival, from the night sky to the grass steadily growing inches in your neighborhood's garden. it made a smile bloom on your lips, the same way pink and whiteish buds littered every branch of the plum trees.

you traced the astronomical asterism one more time, drawing an imaginary line that connected the three luminous stars of the evenings to come. an invisible triangle that linked arcturus with spica, just to finish on the other side of the sky and meet with the last component of the brightly lit trio: regulus. many people (and internet. mostly internet) would argue with power points at hand and scientific theories that the white star of denebola was a better choice than regulus. more suited to close the imaginary triangle, resulting in a nearly equilateral one at the price of brightness.

but you didn't care. that place belonged to regulus because that is what you saw the first time you used a telescope. and no one could've made you change your mind, of that you were sure. stubborn just as much over something that wasn't even real but dear to you.

your chest danced slightly— a breathy chuckle finding its way out as you eventually lifted your growing aching arms from the windowsill.

(you know a person who would've found that stubborness of yours endearing.)

a yawn parted your lips and the door cracked open. it had been a long day— a long week even, for both of you of course. but this time around it had been particularly rough for suguru. he was the one to come home with an aching back and tired limbs, though it was not that hard to see how fatigue latched on his body. a voracious snake that found a comfortable nest in between his chest, refusing to leave him alone.

it was the main reason as to why dinner was made a little earlier today and the dishes were left on the counter to dry for the night. you will put them back in the respective cupboard tomorrow as the first thing in the morning. for tonight, you decided to prioritize your rest.

it was also the reason why suguru took a longer-than-usual shower and got out of it only now. the noticeable difference in his shoulders made relief bloom in your chest— no more slumped, or a tad bit droopy but instead relieved, back to their natural stance as if the weight holding them down had been lifted. a minuscule change that probably would have gone unnoticed by others.

he walked toward the bed, phone steady in one hand while typing an answer to satoru and ieiri. it was easy to tell who suguru was writing to. you noticed overtime that when he texted the two of them he wiggled his nose a lot and (if gojo ended up saying something stupid or sending weird memes) his frown lines became more wrinkled, like a child trying to comprehend the meaning of a new word. it was adorable.

you followed his steps, raising the duvets and moving away the excessive amount of pillows on your side of the bed. suguru did the same on his own half.

"satoru giving you a hard time?" a breathy chuckle. he didn't answer, simply shaking his head in resignation and placing the phone on his bedside table before collapsing on the bed with a content exhale. you took that as a sign to join him.

"just satoru being satoru," you didn't fail to notice how his eyes softened when looking at you, "i think yuji should stop teaching him about internet slangs. he's been doing the deez nuts thing for two weeks already"

though there were traces of hopelessness heavily lingering on his words, you couldn't help but notice something else— something that you recognized immediately after as fondness. a familiar feeling that he reserved only for the few people he truly cared about. you didn't even try to stop the laughter bubbling in your chest.

(suguru watched as your eyes crinkled in amusement. the sound of your laughter lulling him to further relieve- soothing away every stubborn trace of stress still sitting heavy in his bones.

spring waltzed from the opened window, attracted by your presence. he couldn't blame it; you were the spring he eagerly looked forward to seeing each day.)

when your laugh eventually dimmed, his phone lightened up with new messages to read. suguru retrieved it and you did the same with yours, wordlessly shifting in a comfortable lull and a familiar embrace. a satisfied hum broke momentarily the blanket of silence falling on the room when you felt his free arm around your shoulders. fingers playing absentmindedly with the strands of your hair, messily splayed on the pillow.

you nuzzled closer to his chest, your cheek now resting on the thin fabric of his white shirt he had been recently using to sleep with. phone clasped in one of your hands while you scrolled mindlessly through the feed of your favorite social media.

and it's gentle. serene. a moment of shared complicity that carried the veiled scent of blossoming flowers and stardust. a needed addition to the relationship that brought somehow a welcomed sense of mundanity.

when suguru eventually fell asleep first, his chin resting on top of your head, you didn't have it in yourself to get up and close the window. too pleasant, too cozy to even entertain the thought of leaving it for a few seconds. you will close it tomorrow, first thing in the morning. as of tonight, you'll let yourself be cradled by the sweet lullaby happening outside that very same window.

(suguru's arms never felt so much like home before.)

#jujutsu kaisen #geto suguru #geto suguru x reader #geto x reader #jjk x reader #jjk #anime x reader #geto suguru x y/n #geto x y/n #geto suguru x you #geto x you #jjk geto #geto fluff #suguru geto x reader #jujutsu geto #jujutsu kaisen suguru #suguru geto x y/n #suguru fluff #getou suguru x reader #getou suguru x you #getou x reader #i really should stop writing at almost 3 in the morning……….. it’s becoming unbearable lmao #anyway #i miss my beautiful wife geto suguru so much #i’m not particularly proud about this one because i feel like i could’ve done better #like. really better #it seems like i can’t write anything but fluff for this man

[starheirxero]

do you. want to talk about body horror with tsams eclipse? cause boy howdy im having thoughts

YES I WOULD LOVE TO TALK ABOUT THAT ACTUALLY!!!!

Eclipse’s entire existence is body horror to me in a way I can’t quite properly convey. He never had his own body, he was always inhabiting someone else’s, and the only time he ever looked like himself when was he was cloaking someone else’s body with the star which hurt him badly.

He’s a direct split of Moon, so when he first woke up, he looked at himself and knew he looked wrong. He heard himself and knew he sounded wrong. And never again from that point forward does he ever get to relish in that feeling of a right body again. He just… gets used to being wrong. He gets used to having a flawed existence.

I had a whole ramble about this in my friend’s discord and I talked about how it probably only amplifies his control issues too, because while it may be one thing to control the people around you and the person you possess, it’s another thing to control how you look I think. Like maybe my “Eclipse can be used as a trans metaphor” is showing here, but I truly don’t think it ever helped him to look at his hands and know they aren’t his.

Like, surely there had to be moments where it occurred to him that he had never lived in a body that was built for him, meant for him, and looked like him. Surely there had to be moments where the feeling of always being the unwelcome other in a body crushed him. Surely he had to think at least once that it would be nice to have a body that is a home rather than a temporary stepping stone to survival.

As far as Eclipse is concerned, all having a body is body horror……..

#asks #crack-a-lackin-max #SORRY THIS IS SMTH I’M KINDA PASSIONATE ABOUT HAHAHA #Like. listen I am DEFINITELY projecting my own feelings here #but i love to imagine that eclipse could sometimes feel like there’s a sort of clawing inside him #that /himself/ is just right under the surface of this incorrect casing #that if he could just shatter the shell that encases him then he’d see the black and red and orange of his own true body #but he knows better #he /knows/ that no amount of clawing at himself and staring in the mirror will change another person’s body #and it makes the feeling all the more unbearable #OKAY SORRY. IM NORMAL NOW HAHA #xero thoughts and rambles #sun and moon show #the sun and moon show #tsams #sams eclipse #eclipse sams #eclipse

[eclairfair98]

“Oh, but you see, Kazansky,” the boy looks down at him and smiles. Engulfed by the honey-gold haze of a sharp summer sun, the sweetest, most reckless thing he’s ever seen. “I am dangerous!”

And there’s something about that smile, guilelessly fluttering across his flushed face like a hummingbird taking flight, that digs into Tom’s chest like the gentlest of knives. Cleaves its way between his ribs.

Fills his heart with light.

It’s strange, how quickly it all happens. How startlingly unremarkable it really is. How Tom takes a deep breath, lets the faint wisps of warm vanilla sugar trickle down his too-dry throat, closes his eyes, and just knows: he might’ve entered this quaint house in the middle of nowhere with a firm plan in mind to destroy any chances his father had of securing a betrothal (even if that meant stooping low-enough to make a thirteen-year-old cry) but hurting Pete Mitchell in any shape or form, wouldn’t sit right with his conscience.

Knows that there’s no reason why Mrs Mitchell should be so intent on finding her son a match at such short notice, especially when he’s so young. (Especially when she doesn’t seem like one of those parents that unfortunately, aren’t all that uncommon in the Navy: who think their omega children have little value beyond the connections they can help forge via bonding and marriage.)

Recognizes dire straits when they’re staring him in the face: the thinly-veiled distress in Mrs Mitchell’s dull green eyes; the worn dress shirt that’s almost two sizes too big for Pete — that he was probably supposed to grow into several months ago, but never did; the stale scent of grief and pain that clings to even the most carefully-polished surface of their home.

Finds himself thinking that maybe, it isn’t all that strange. Maybe, he could spend the rest of his life with this boy. Finding out what makes him smile. What makes him laugh. What is his favorite dream to dream.

In the end, it all comes down to this: Sometimes, you meet a person and it feels like you’ve known them your entire life. A quiet sense of belonging settles in your bones, and you realize you’d do anything to keep them happy and secure.

#the unbearable lightness of being #icemav #topgun #omegaverse #as I promised myself (and others) #I will be making a final fully-edited version of this fic #and posting it on ao3 once I’m done #don’t know how long it’ll take me but I’m hoping to get it done by Spring/Summer of next year #this is the first fic I’ve ever written and the more I think about it the clearer it seems to me that it’s probably going to be my last #which is why I want to do my best to leave the best possible version of it on the internet for posterity #to everyone who’s left me asks and DMs and Ao3 comments in the past few months #please know that I’ve read every single kind word you’ve sent my way #and they all mean a lot to me #thank you ❤️ thank you ❤️ thank you #I’m going to try my best to get back to all of you as soon as I can 🤞🏼 #hope you’ve all been doing very well #and oh #Happy Holidays! 🌻

[sun1seeker]

EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!!! REGULUS FINALLY SAID HE LOVED JAMES ITS A NATIONAL HOLIDAY NOW ZAR YOU ARE THE KING OF SLOW BURN 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

#this chapter healed me #regulus actually showing his emotions???? #i thought this day would never come #i’m going to be unbearable for the rest of the day i swear i won’t be shutting up about it anytime soon #marauders #jegulus #wolfstar #starchaser #crimson rivers #zeppazariel #ao3

[daincrediblegg]

#y’all I am. literally so unbearably unwell about new meat prison hari for some reason #couldn’t tell ya how but he’s really doing something for me #is it the prospect that he might change his thinking on emotions being insignificant? that in his century in the time out box he might have #figured out something of how he fucked up just a little? how he’s softening up to gaal a little and maybe starting to feel bad??? #is it the idea that a man so absorbed in math can finally understand the balance he needs in his own life not only for his plan to be #successful but also to allow himself feelings for individuals that he’s been repressing the whole fucking time??? #is it the prospect of this man being as tender as a chicken strip??? yeah you bet it is #hari seldon #foundation #I’m gonna go throw up I’m too emo about it #I love it when an idiot like that goes soft and it’s such a rare thing I really hope they let jared do it #and not yoink it away from me this time

[parasitoidism]

The most shocking thing to me about the hbomb video to me is the amount of people who actually thought the internet historian makes good content

#also his voice is unbearably annoying #i feel kind of vindicated the creators menthoned were mostly people who I independently assessed as making bad content or just scrolled #past their thumbnails in my recs bc I was like yeah notttt interested #i remember seeing that man in cave vid and being like oh I know about that story alrOh internet historian. now I’m super not interested

[goldkirk]

My five happy things for the day

• paper that has a good feeling texture

• things not feeling like an emergency EVERY second of the day, only part of the time

• the fact that these cheapo stamp ink pads from Walmart a few years ago somehow still have a bit of functioning ink not dried out?

• I’m able to track and retain conversations for longer periods of time again, I’m finally finally finally feeling some progress

• putting on a warm hoodie or coat when feeling chilled

#fivethingsaday #I still can’t believe people LIKE me!! ?! ?! ?! ?! #I’ve accidentally wound up dumbfounded with a delightful number of friends #like. wait. I thought you guys were playing a very long trap or were only liking me because of obligation or worth vs hassle ratio. #I thought I was just enjoying it before it vanished! but yowza!!! #apparently I DID get the chance for it to be real #and I am in the middle of living an adult life I didn’t think I’d see!!! #so anyway holy shit I apparently am not secretly a poison to people #these cool people I’ve been so admiring of and wished I could really have a life with someone like them as a friend #BITCH I DO IT IS ME #what the FUCK. #anyway I’ve got to go keep trying to wrangle my very uncooperative knee #and marvel at the slowly-dawning reality of being liked actually not just kept around #god grade school age social hierarchy lessons sure get roots down in deep #I’m so pleased as punch and totally in skeptical disbelief. I’m also delighted and horrifically embarrassed and feeling stupid and feeling #unbearably grateful and feeling quite particularly like I’m in the Truman show and also won the lottery #I’m going to do a lot of STICKING WITH IMPORTANT ROUTINES FOR MY WELL-BEING about it #add to journal

[softestepilogue]

y’all keep saying how y’all hope ed becomes redeemable and like who tf cares he did anything wrong lmao. pushing Lucius overboard? hilarious. stranding the crew? hysterical. chopping off iffy’s toes? comedic af. y’all always so worried about a character being redeemable or morally right and it’s exhausting. that’s why modern books are what they are now. boring and lame af. ed is morally gray. he’s always been morally gray. he don’t like killin but he likes maimin and he has anger issues. and he’s hilarious when he does all of it.

#ed teach #ofmd #our flag means death #for the love of god just have fun #y’all always worried about a character being redeemable so y’all can morally like them #it’s so weird cause they’re fictional #my fave characters are the ones who morally gray #idc what anyone says they are 100% more interesting when written well #if you like ed just like him lol #you don’t need to jump through hoops to like him just do it #idk how y’all managed to turn a comedy show into something so serious but y’all did it #this is tumblr tho so idk why i’m so surprised #this is why modern books are unbearable to read #cause millennials started publishing and are too pc to write interesting characters #also stede is literally trying to be morally gray #tumblr once again just sucking the fun out of everything #y’all are like that one friend who shows up while y’all are having fun and they correct someone to be pc and just always ruins the vibe #also PS i mean morally gray characters that are well written and not the morally gray characters that are white men y’all want to fuck #there is a HUGE difference #op

[ghost-proofbaby]

i wish i was a fictional character. like, the mc of some romance novel, or the strong lead of a fantasy series. someone people look at and go “oh yeah, i’m putting you in my heart forever.”

#i want to be someone people would like to give a hundred happy endings to #sometimes the loneliness is unbearable but save the leaves i guess #i wanna be someone’s forever idiot #i…. i don’t know #IM GETTING TOO EMOTIONAL ON MAIN LOL #anyways #i’m definitely just a side character that only purpose is to provide comedic relief and that’s… well #that’s fine ig #at least i’m needed #at least i can still serve a purpose #even if i’m doomed to never be loved the way i crave or be held while being vulnerable the way i need #even if i never find someone to write poetry about me #always the poet never the muse #how EMBARASSING

[archersartcorner]

Just a fuckton variety of Skip n Norm doodles. *points* I like the sluge…

#my art #described #LONG TAGS WARNING #dimension 20 #dimension 20 a starstruck odyssey #a starstruck odyssey #norman takamori #skip takamori #prince valdrinor #and others but the main focus is on these two and I don’t wanna spam lol #I’ve decided to rewatch Starstruck and I’m so glad I did. I LIKE THIS SEASONNNNNN ITS GOOD #think I’ve mentioned it but if I haven’t - I like to draw the slugs with eyes just to make emoting them a lil easier! to go with canon I hc- #-they can’t actually see through their eyes; they’re more for enhancing their psychic/life-sensing abilities. but they still can’t see. #there’s smth about the fact that Skip spent so long in cold and darkness that gets me. like good lrd let me hug the slug #and I can’t hug the slug so I’m making Norman do it HWBDJSBSJ #I like those two learning to be soft with each other but I also wanna draw more of them being unbearable assholes to each other too. #mutual ‘I cannot believe I’m stuck with you. why this.’ WHEHDJ #Skip likes Norman’s body and he stubbornly doesn’t want to be in any other crew members’. Norman honestly feels pressured to stay bcus of- #-skip and essentially feels he kinda. can’t leave because that would mean Skip doesn’t have a host. and he knows what the crew has done to- #-remedy this before. #(which Skip actually tells the crew like. don’t do that shit again. either Norman is awake and cognizant and can agree to hosting skip or- #-skip stays outside of the body. no more knocking the man unconscious please and thank you.) #((which is a kind thought and a step in the right direction but it does result in a lot of situations like with the first pic. they start- #-fighting and can’t agree and Skip leaves to give Norman some space. but he also actively refuses to put himself in anyone else’s body. so- #-skip is Just Kinda Sitting There while he and Norman try n work things out without resulting to just Taking Over The Body.)) #I imagine their relationship takes a lot of work. and I’d like to show that but I also like to skip to the part where theyre besties LMAO #anyway LONG LONG TAGS IT FEELS LIKE ITS BEEN AWHILE SINCE A CHARACTERS MADE ME WANNA WRITE LONG TAGS. excellent. #skipperskip

[deklo]

april 13 release date for TSC. truly sorry for who i’m about to become.

#as if i’m not unbearable as it is :-) #i’ll def be tagging anything about it after the release probably with both tsc and the sunshine court lol #and also aftg….for my aftg filtering pals out there ♡

[ninacarstairss]

i truly, sincerely, do not apologise for the person i will become on august 3rd when heartstopper season 2 comes out. y’all will have to cry with me

#i will be absolutely unbearable #and i don’t even care #i’m not sorry about it #my life is gonna revolve completely around heartstopper #hearts #heartstopper season 2 #heartstopper s2 #alice oseman

[bioshocked-astroghost]

okay I know everyone’s already talked about this but I can’t get over Jacob Anderson’s delivery in the confessional scene

The pure and raw emotion that he’s putting into every word he says is absolutely breathtaking like I felt that shit in my SOUL and I was captivated with every word fr

And then to follow it up with Sam Reid’s delivery of Lestat’s proclamations of love and adoration and desperate pleas to Louis to be his truest self and to stop being who everyone else wants him to be I just

GOD my brain is just sizzling and melting out my ears rn I’m so fucking obsessed with them

I keep coming back just to watch the whole thing play out because it’s so perfect and wonderful and amazingly delivered and I love them both to death

#i need next Sunday to get here NOW #I’m NERVOUS and EXCITED and I’m GOING to put myself in an induced coma #so that the last thing on my mind until Sunday will be them <3 and only them<3 #i really am about to become so unbearably annoying :) #if I’m not already lmfao #anyway crying and screaming and violently shaking my laptop #iwtv #jacob anderson #sam reid #louis de pointe du lac #lestat de lioncourt #interview with the vampire