#i’m emo okay

[yunarim]

did i just wake up to the most inspiring info EVERR???

as a HUGE sanrio enjoyer since 2005 the news about their new project made me SO HAPPY 😭💔

#「 ⁺♡︎ 」 — yona murmurs #the time for me to replay hello kitty roller rescue has come. #i’m emo okay #this is fine hahaha 😭😭😭😭 #also a warm welcome to silver’s VA joining the project #cielomort joins the chat with kazuha and silver i see

[vaxieth]

el spent the whole season thinking she was a monster and her only worth came from her powers meanwhile just her friendship helped save max without el even knowing :(

#el hopper #elmax #stranger things #textpost #st4 spoilers #my posts #I’M EMO OKAY #the more i think about the running up that hill scene the more insane i feel #el deserves realize how many people she has in her life who love her unconditionally and how much her love means to them

[armandobrojas]

I had no idea that I could love mason more than I already do

#he is so pretty #he is cute #he’s so dedicated???? #whether it’s football or charity work #or his family #i’m emo okay #don’t touch me

[mildgendercrisis]

Listening to Nothing New (ft. Phoebe Bridgers) and thinking desperately about the Barbie movie and trying not try cry about the collective death of girlhood that we all silently experienced without voicing our deep despair and grief during the process

#barbie #the barbie movie #taylor swift #phoebe bridgers #I’m emo okay

[mochabeanzz]

💚🖤💚🖤💚

#pls don’t mind the monitor I just have to wear it until Wednesday #I’m okay though don’t worry lol #mochabeanz #nsft pics #queer nsft #thick babe #alt girl #disabled babe #alt gf #emo girl #goth gf #big tiddy goth gf #girls with colored hair #plus size lingerie #girls with tattoos

[xjustakay]

✺ (1/24) ✺ @jegulus-microfic prompt: dinner — 938 words (jegulus dads ft. harry; fighting off bad dreams)

It’s hours past Harry being put to bed when Regulus hears the dragging shuffle of little feet in the hall. He frowns, glancing at the time in the corner of his computer screen. Half-past midnight. Another half hour and James would be coming to pull him away from writing to finally get some sleep.

But it’s not James who wanders into the open doorway, finding the office’s light spilling out into the hall. If Regulus were already in the bedroom, office light off, it’s less likely Harry would be taking the detour on his way there —it’s rarer now that he crawls into bed with them but not unheard of.

Harry’s glasses are crooked on his face, haphazardly thrown on to be able to see his way up the hall. A pillow line is imprinted on one pink cheek. One hand is shoved underneath his glasses to rub at a bleary eye. Sleep lingers all over him even as he wanders into Regulus’ office in his favorite pajamas —these ones look like Spiderman’s suit.

“What are you doing up?” Regulus asks gently, swiveling in his chair when Harry comes around the side of the desk.

The five year old says nothing, simply reaches for his hand to be helped up onto the chair. He curls into Regulus’ lap facing him, forehead thumping into his father’s shoulder. Regulus’ frown deepens, one hand lifting to smooth over Harry’s hair then dropping to rub soothingly up and down his back.

“Did you have a bad dream?” He checks, voice soft.

Harry nods against him.

“Oh, I’m sorry, my darling.” Regulus kisses the side of his head.

“There was a big, giant snake chasing me ‘cause he wanted to eat me for dinner,” Harry mumbles.

“That does sound scary,” Regulus murmurs. “But there’s no giant snake here, don’t worry. Just me and daddy.”

Harry sniffles quietly, nuzzling further into Regulus’ chest. “Is daddy awake?”

“Think so, for now.” Regulus picks up his phone from beside his keyboard, opens his messages to text just ‘office’ to James before returning to rubbing Harry’s back. “Would you like me to take you back to bed, darling? Read another story for you?”

Another sniffle, a shake of Harry’s head against his shoulder this time. Regulus feels small fingers tugging at the soft material of his jumper, bunching it up and holding on tight. He’d been hoping to finish a solid writing stride before his husband came to tell it's time to call it a night, but there are clearly more pressing matters at hand.

James comes into the doorway, a questioning look on his face at being summoned there fading into a look of understanding when he sees Harry clinging in Regulus’ lap.

“What’s the matter?” James asks, crossing the room quickly.

Harry’s head jerks up at the sound of his father’s voice. He blinks misty green eyes over at him, sniffling.

“Bad dream,” Regulus answers for him.

James squats down beside where they sit in the chair, getting to Harry’s level. He runs a hand over the back of his hair, fingers brushing Regulus’ when his hand settles between their son’s shoulders. 

“I’m sorry, mate. Are you alright?”

“There was a really big snake, daddy. He wanted me to be his dinner,” Harry explains again.

“Well, you know papa and I would never let that happen,” James assures. “We’d fight the snake off and keep you safe.”

Harry’s face scrunches. “But how would you fight him?”

James glances up at Regulus, one brow arched over his glasses. “We’d uh—”

“There’s a special sword for fighting giant snakes. Daddy knows where to find it,” Regulus tells him. “It’s only for the bravest of people to find, after all.”

James’ lips twitch at the corners, his hand shifting to curl around Regulus’ fingers and squeeze. They link together afterward, a hand of each of theirs settled together on Harry’s back.

“And what about you, papa? What would you do?” Harry blinks up at him.

“Papa’s real smart, a clever and tricky one, isn’t he?” James suggests, Harry whipping back in his direction. “He’d get the snake all sorts of lost and confused so he’s distracted and away from you, and so I have time to find the sword.”

Regulus nods, smiling faintly. “A team effort.”

“And the snake wouldn’t eat one of you, either, right?” Harry checks, voice wobbling a little.

James stretches his thumb where their hands are joined, brushing back and forth comfortingly. “Of course not, mate. You know why?”

“Why?” Harry asks.

“Because nothing in the world is going to stop me and papa from taking care of you, no matter what.” James taps a finger against the tip of Harry’s nose. Hazel eyes shift up to where Regulus smiles fondly down at his husband. “Isn’t that right, my love?”

“Mhm, that’s right,” Regulus confirms.

Harry glances back and forth between the two of them a couple times before he finally nods his head, a furrow slowly fading from between his brows. He lets out a quiet ‘okay’ and reaches for James’ free hand, tugging it close to his chest then hugging around his forearm. Like he does to some of his stuffed animals. He clings to James and cuddles into Regulus’ chest, pressing his cheek into his jumper.

“Can I sleep with you two in case he comes back?” He asks.

Regulus presses a kiss to the top of his head. “Sure, darling.”

James leans in to kiss Harry’s cheek first before pushing up to stand, leaving another kiss on Regulus’ cheek. “Come on then. It’s late and right about papa’s bedtime anyway.”

#jegulus #starchaser #sunseeker #jegulus microfic #feeling a lot of jeggy dad feelings rn okay idk #s/o to the subtle chamber of secrets references lmao #i’m so emo over them and their lil family #just take me out already #anyway #i love them i love them #jeggy dads series #kay’s writing #kay’s microfics

[flowercrowngods]

they tell you about school and they tell you about work and they tell you about taxes and responsibilities and ideals you have to reach. they don’t tell you about baking chocolate cookies from scratch at the ungodly hours of 11 at night and sitting on your kitchen floor while watching a home decor competition show while you get to munch on a cookie that tastes like the hot chocolate you used to make when you needed a reason to live as a teenager. they don’t tell you about getting to eat another cookie while you think about capturing this moment in a mason jar and shipping it through time to your younger self who gets scared so easily by school and work and taxes and responsibilities and ideals. your younger self who wonders if there’s still comfort, still good things, and if you get to claim them for yourself at some point or if comfort is always a question of dependence. they don’t tell you about that, when for years we do nothing but dream about moments like these

#i’m weirdly emo about these chocolate cookies i made from scratch. i’m not someone who bakes. this very much feels like magic to me #love #🤍 #but also it’s just so crazy how we all vividly remember thinking ‘when i grow up i can have as much ice cream as i want’ #like. what do you wanna be when you grow up? i wanna be someone who can make cookies for themself just because. #isn’t this it? isn’t this the dream?? and i didn’t even have an outstandingly good or bad day today it’s Just A Day. and now i have cookies #idk idk it’s my first time being alive okay?

[shima-draws]

Reiju saying don’t ever let him (Luffy) go to Sanji…she knows. She KNOWS

#Sanji: I—what?? #Reiju: He’s a keeper. Don’t let him go no matter what #Sanji: H. HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT I. UH #Reiju: Older sister’s intuition ^^ #Shima speaks #Also that made me tear up a little holy shit. The parallels between Reiju pushing Sanji forward the first time VS now #The first time she had no idea if he’d even survive let alone be generally okay but this time she knows for SURE he’ll be alright #Bc he has his captain and his crew and they love him so so much #Her having to watch him leave again tho 😭 #She really cares about him and I’m EMO #I love Reiju sm……she’s such a good sister #One Piece #Sanlu #Lusan #Sanji #Luffy #Reiju

[lunar-years]

Thinking about Jamie having his dad in his phone as “Dad” with quotations because he knows he’s never been much of a father and about him watching as Sam talks to his own dad on the phone and Sam is grinning so wide because his Dad is praising him and loving on him and Jamie stands there and knows he’s never, ever going to get that from James. Thinking about how he still goes to Higgins and asks him about his relationship with his own father. Thinking about “I try to love him for who he is and forgive him for who he isn’t.” Thinking about “look Jamie, whoever he may be, he’s your father, and that makes him a VIP!” Thinking that Jamie probably thinks of Higgins as a fundamentally Good Person and he’s trying and clawing so desperately to be a good person, too. Thinking about him wondering if the reason his Dad doesn’t love him is because he’s not a good person. Wondering if he’s incapable of being a good person. Wondering if it’s his dad that’s the problem or him, if it’s really been him along. Thinking about Jamie immediately searching out his father when he steps onto the pitch at Wembley, and letting him into the dressing room afterwards. How probably Higgins’ words are the ones in his head as he nods him in. How James lets Jamie down again–now always forever. How James rags on him in front of the entire team and questions his loyalty to Richmond in front of the entire team and shoves him when his back is turned in front of the entire team. Thinking about Jamie, who fights back and then is visibly shaking in terror afterward. How everyone is so thrown and no one knows what to do with that and so no one does anything except for Beard and Roy. Beard, who tosses James out only to be punished for it after, nearly killed. Roy, who hugs Jamie like he’s maybe understanding him for the first time. Like he can finally, finally see him, only this is the part of himself Jamie never wanted anyone to see. Even Roy. Especially Roy. Thinking about how Jamie hugs him back anyway. Desperately. Like Roy’s the only solid body left on earth. Thinking about how the show moves on and we don’t get to see if Roy took him home after and we don’t get to see how their relationship changed after, if at all, and we don’t get to see anyone–not Ted or the team or Keeley or Higgins or Roy–ask him if he’s okay. How the next time we see Roy with him Roys back to fighting with him and headbutting him. How the narrative moves on like James didn’t come into that locker room and change everything. How James disappears from the story entirely after that until he reappears somewhere in Amsterdam a season later as a phantom still hovering over the scene, over everything. Still haunting Jamie. How Jamie still looks for him in the stands when he walks onto the pitch in Manchester during Mom City. How Jamie can’t shake him and can’t be made free of him and how Higgins’ advice turns into Ted’s advice turns into a voice in Jamie’s head telling him to forgive. “Dad” becomes Dad, no quotations. “Hey. It’s been awhile. I hope you’re okay.” Jamie who tries forgiveness. Jamie who visits his father in rehab. Jamie who’s still trying to be a Good Person and wondering if he’s finally doing it right—

#Jamie Tartt #Ted Lasso #EMO TODAY IM SORRY EVERYONE #what a bad unresolved bleak ending to this arc I’m never getting over it I’m never going to be okay or normal about it etc #nobody’s reading all this and that’s okay lmao. just gotta talk because. the thoughts are being thunk!

[emry-stars-art]

For the Royal AU Twinyard backstory... Maybe Andrew, as a second son, was sent away for study? He could have become an apprentice to a knight or a scholar when he was young, maybe even with the Spears, and that's where Bad Shit Happened. And then he could have returned when he became of age, or when their last parent dies and Aaron needs a familiar (ha!) face around

*excited* okay okay this has been brought up a few times now and every time I read it the idea grows on me more, you’re all so smart for it

(I was gonna put the art at the end but this got a lot longer and sadder than I anticipated so. Sometimes Andrew likes to do stuff like this when they’re stuck talking to important boring dignitaries)

(It’s the main reason Aaron develops an incredible poker face)

tws this time are all canon compliant

Honestly yeah! I do think this is great because I want the twins’ father to be around after birth and for a while, because the whole point of Andrew being sent elsewhere is probably so they can give that extra attention to Aaron and raise him as the heir to the throne. So it’s a perfect balance, in my mind, of a family that cares enough to get Andrew an education/proper upbringing and a father that doesn’t care enough to spend time on a second son.

In my head the Spears would be almost always overbearing, partly because Andrew is the prince and they Do Not want to disappoint the royal family and partly because Andrew is the prince and they immediately assume this little five year old they get on their doorstep is going to be a spoiled brat. Even though he isn’t. And, as you may guess, the only thing they turn a blind eye to is Drake. Drake, their own son, probably the real spoiled brat that gets his way in all things, even with the young prince. Faces no consequences, even when Andrew tries to tell someone. It’s probably his governess or nanny at first (either way, it’s not really important what the role is, just that she’s there). And this woman has been Andrew’s biggest advocate since he arrived, she genuinely cares about and is worried for the little prince with his bruises and fear. She cares enough to bring this up to Duke Spear - maybe he really is dumb enough to just be unaware, she hopes - and confront him about Andrew’s treatment. But of course the duke doesn’t do anything to discipline his son. Instead, the governess is fired and a new woman takes her place, a woman that isn’t as outspoken and won’t ever question the authority of the Spear family. Andrew learns soon enough that trying to tell someone or speak out only makes things worse for himself. Sometimes he still wonders where that first governess is, if she’s doing well.

Meanwhile at the castle, Aaron is going through his own rigorous training. A lot of the same stuff as Andrew is learning, honestly, with a few added duties and lessons and a lot more official meetings he attends with King Minyard. It’s a pretty average upbringing for an heir, I think.

Then maybe when Aaron is around the age of ten or so, King Minyard passes. This wouldn’t normally be a political issue, since it’s expected of the Queen to take over and divide the king’s half of the duties as she sees fit until either she remarries or has an heir become old enough to take the throne, at which time she may pass it to the child or continue to reign until she either passes or is deemed unfit. And, politically, this is exactly what happens. What most don’t see is how grief stricken she becomes and then remains. She can’t pull herself from her grieving, and instead of passing duties to more fitting people, Queen Tilda simply lets young Prince Aaron take on as many duties as he can without breaking down. (Though he has, before. Likely a few times. A kid being pushed past his limit again and again.) Aaron grows up so much faster than he ever should have. He’s thirteen now and sometimes he shakes with stress.

Then the queen finally gives into her grief and passes as well. If it weren’t for Katelyn, Abigail, and Betsy, Aaron might have been next to lose his mind, leaving the throne empty. As things are, Aaron swallows everything down just long enough have word sent to the Spear family. He wants his brother back. A familiar face and his quiet, desperate hope: someone to just help.

And return him they do. Andrew’s been perfectly competent with all his studies, they say, they’d even managed to break that stubborn streak. (They didn’t like he wouldn’t speak or shake hands when instructed. They didn’t like being told no.) And yes, it’s a familiar face. Aaron sees the carriage door open, sees his twin for the first time in eight years, but he isn’t sure he recognizes Andrew. Andrew isn’t supposed to have bags under his eyes like this. Andrew didn’t hold his jaw so tightly. And Andrew certainly didn’t answer questions like some kind of unthinking, unfeeling shell.

The first thing Andrew says to Aaron getting off that carriage is “No.” It’s quiet, but he does say it. Aaron is confused - he’d thought they’d still be allowed to hug each other, or shake hands at least - but he does step back and instead ask if Andrew wants to see his room. He can see Andrew relax.

It might hurt Aaron a little when he watches the Spear boy get a hug with no protest, or how Andrew quietly addresses the duke with more than a one word sentence. But he’s not going to ask about it for a while. He’s the stranger to Andrew here, after all.

(I think Andrew does let him ask. The most he tells Aaron about it - maybe as much as a year later - is that the younger Spear had been much worse at listening than Aaron ever is. It is much better here. At least you and Nicky understand the meaning of ‘no’. Leave it at that. And after that Aaron is even more supportive of Andrew’s wide bubble than he was before. He enforces it himself when he has to. And growing up together for longer, with no looming secrets or much reason for animosity between them - it isn’t Aaron’s fault King Minyard decided to hand Andrew off and the twins are both mature enough even at that age to know it - means the twins are much closer than in canon. I don’t think it would be a typically ‘fond’ relationship, because they’ve both still been through it. But they support each other in all things, no questions asked, and always get through problems together.

It doesn’t take much longer than that first year for Aaron to earn the right to touch Andrew, even if he does need to give or show warning before he does. Andrew never says it, but he’s grateful that Aaron is generous with his shoulder pats. It feels a little like the validation he never got anywhere else. And Aaron never says it, but he’s grateful that Andrew is always at his side to tell people ‘no’ when Aaron is technically not allowed to.)

#oh god I’m having EVEN MORE emotions about twinyards #I thought I’d reached a limit #but no my feelings seem to be limitless #these are our BOYS #do they talk to each other much without reason? #probably not #but they find reason enough making fun of various merchants and self righteous officers and nobles #do they make fun of each other like long siblings? #of COURSE #im determined to make the next post at least half fluffy/funny #been posting a lot of angst lately #and there’s plenty of fluff and comedy around here #I just. I care about them a lot okay #they make me emo #aftg #all for the game #my writing #andrew minyard #aaron minyard #asks #royal au #fan art #my art

[starfallkaz]

Never realised how important feeling seen in a book was to me, until I read books with black main characters. I’ve always read books with white protagonists, with people who didn’t sound like me or look like me, or act like me. Different family dynamics, different histories.

Then I read about black characters written by black people for black people and it sounds silly but I’m getting emotional thinking about it. it felt like coming home after a long time away. We all deserve to have our stories told in the fiction we love.

#anyways I’m very emo #legendborn #okay now I am crying #when Bree matthews did her wash day routine and I actually sobbed #whewww #Tracy deonn #black books #black authors #representation matters #black representation #black fiction

[thegreatnpowerfulspuukiiz]

i just woke up omfg (feral breakdown noises)

#thegreatspuukiiz #helluva boss blitz #helluva boss #helluva boss stolas #stolas x blitz #stolitz #i’m not okay #this made me emo #helluva boss season two #look my way helluva boss

[havockingboo]

Oh my god the gaster hugging papyrus, I’m dying scoob

honestly, this rp would be a lot more devastating if I was steering the wheel LMAO

#I’m emo about father and sons okay #this whole family??? emo. #I’m emotionally attached to them it’s HORRIBLE #doodles #papyrus #gaster #utdr rp #utdr rp related #hehehe #i love angst #answered asks

[thankyouforthev3n0m]

HAPPY FRANK FRIDAY!!!

enjoy frank from the i’m not okay (i promise) music video this is one of my favorite music videos

#emo #mcr #i love frank iero #frank friday #frank iero #i’m not okay #music video #my chemical romance

[localemofreak]

Happy birthday to the master of the wicket.

#localemofreak #gerard way #my chemical romance #mcr #my chem #my chemical fucking romance #my chem romance #mcrmy #emo #i’m not okay (i promise) #47 years young 🫡 #this man has literally saved my life.

[johnniescrossnecklace]

OH LEMME TELL YOU BOUT THE SAD MAN

SHUT UP AND LEMME SEE YOUR JAZZ HANDS

REMEMBER WHEN YOU WERE A MADMAN?

THOUGHT YOU WAS BATMAN

AND HIT THE PARTY WITH A GAS CAN

KISS ME YOU ANIMAL

#that can be a poem #POETRY #literal poetry #im sleepy #it’s 7am and i haven’t slept at all tonight #but it’s okay because i have my chem #mcr #my chem #my chemical romance #danger days #na na na #emo #spotify #emo music #DRUGS GIMME DRUGS GIMME DRUGS #I DONT NEED IT BUT ILL TAKE WHAT YOU GOT #TAKE THE CASH AND ILL HIT IT EIGHT LEGS TO THE WALL #HIT THE GAS KILL EM ALL #alright i’m gonna sleep now #im eepy #GOODNIGHT EMOS