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If I've learned anything from life, it's that sometimes, the darkest times can bring us to the brightest places.
I've learned that the most toxic people can teach us the most important lessons, that our most painful struggles can grant us the most necessary growth;and that the most heartbreaking losses of friendship and love can make room for the most wonderful people.
I've learned that what seems like a curse in the moment can actually be a blessing and that what seems like the end of the road is actually just the discovery that we are meant to travel down a different path.
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watching the righteous gemstones and nodding sagely while saying “just like on succession” like five times per episode is giving me life
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Where in the timeline did we go wrong?
Like why do we have all these cool ideas and media depicting VR but instead of this^ we get Ma'am ma'am in the living room getting jump scared by gifs of cursed teddy bears?
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Seeing people blame Trump for this and I just feel that’s deeply unfair to the Falwells, Pat Robertson, Ronald Reagan, and of course, the entire fucking Bush family.
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I have terrible news my dudes (and by saying “my dudes,” you can prolly guess this isn’t serious so dw)
if ya’ll wanna unfollow or remove me from social media, pls do
bc my gf and I have entered real hell. the kind of hell that comes from “lmao let’s watch this movie bc it looks stupid af and it’ll be funny”
😐😐😐😐😐
don’t look at us. don’t look at us and our new obsession with the fckn didney channel original movies ZOMBIES bc oh LAWD do I now have a zombie muse while my gf suffers with a werewolf
end us. delete our existence. remember me as I once was: maybe sorta somewhat not an embarrassment to nature as I have become
Edited: Capped “ZOMBIES” bc someone who shall not be named 😒😒😒 bullied me in private about it. SO THERE IT IS. ALL CAPS. DECLARATION OF MY SHAME. are you happy ???
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I was trying out variations on colorways for aubree's outfit and, with a few of them, realized that her outfit has trended slightly less colorful over time, and specifically less yellow (originally a green and yellow striped vest, then a green vest over a yellow short sleeved shirt, and now possibly a white shirt and green vest, with only small amounts of yellow embroidery). this wasn't intentional, but nonetheless, the concept that, as the adventure has worn on, she's outwardly losing color-- and specifically in favor of browns and whites, the colors associated with the halfling god of death-- is compelling to me. I mean, I suppose if I had been doing it on purpose, the shadowfell arc immediately following our literal deaths and mysterious rebirths would have been a really good time for the most muted palette... but, then again, aubree was still relatively fresh then, confused and traumatized but also still powerfully and stubbornly alive where it counts; vibrant, burning, shining light into dark corners just by existing. but the more we learn, the heavier things weigh, the fewer outlets she has, the less she feels like she can relate to the people who should understand better than anyone... she's still righteous and angry, but she's also just... sad, and tired, and growing more tired the more she feels like she has to keep herself together for everyone else. and gradually, quietly, her colors are washing out.
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fallen leaf for the best man valerio pls
Yay, think you so much!! I’ve waited for the ask about Valerio <3
🍃 [FALLEN LEAF] What's the darkest period of time your OC has been through?
Okay, I’m not quite sure how I can answer it without spoiling everything akjskdkd. Anyway, since I want to write but I can’t write anything for Was Born To Lead now, here’s another bad drabble from me, which is either too clear or too vague, I have no idea XD
Valerio was sitting motionless on his bed. It’d been five days since he’d moved into Matías’ house and all that time his luggage stood untouched in the corner of his room.
The usual surge of warmth he felt in those walls had dissipated with the thoughts escaping from his mind. It was empty. As was his soul. He couldn’t think of nor feel anything.
Leticia.
He lost her. Many years ago. Her death left a hole in his chest that would never be filled again. Her soft caramel eyes that sparkled with an undying passion for everything she was doing. Her radiant smile that could illuminate his life in the darkest hours and be the beacon of hope in his directionless journey.
She inspired him. She changed him. She was his everything.
But he had to move on. Because he had to stay strong. For her.
Those short five years of peace. The years when Valerio was truly happy. The years when he had nothing to worry about, when he thought everything was in the past and he would find a way to build a new, better life.
But he had to leave. Against his will. Again. He couldn’t do anything but succumb. He did. And he regretted it.
Smoke.
Fear.
Fire.
Pain.
Weakness.
Darkness.
He opened his eyes and saw his hands. His burnt skin and his scars. He heard surprised voices saying that was a miracle he survived.
He didn’t remember what happened to him until a shadow that heated his blood flickered in his eyes. His mind was clouded by the rage boiling inside of him, and the only thing he remembered that night was a deafening howl that still echoed in his ears.
You’re insane!
Valerio came back. And despite everything that had happened to him, he was happy. The chains that had been holding him back had been broken, and he could finally spread his wings and start a new life. And bring it to her.
But then she breathed her last breath, and it set Valerio’s wings on fire. He fell, and as he kept burning from the inside, he couldn’t fly up. Not that time. He didn’t have anything to live for.
Despite Valerio wiping his tears away, they kept streaming down his cheeks. He didn’t know what to do. And he didn’t want to know it.
OC Ask Game.
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New, New Earth (2023)
Goodbye to the ego
The ideas that lead
To calamity
The thought that there
Was any competition
And we aren’t all meant
To play for the same team
Be the type of people
Who root for each other
Rather than tear each other
Down, piece by piece
Who believe in the good
In hope and humanity
That we aren’t in any way
Stuck in the darkest timeline
Instead, on the one
That, against all odds,
Finds a way to prevail
E. Ecker, January 2023
New, new Doctor.
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furys-burn asked:
"are you expecting me to beg for my life now?" (YOU KNOW THE AU)
Lost Meme -- @furys-burn
Emotionless golden eyes studied the son of Hermes for a moment, somehow looking down at the taller demigod. Although the golden eyes looked out of Nico’s face, much of what made the demigod himself was gone. He stood with a different bearing than the Nico of before, the small, scared child of the Underworld. A faint glow radiated off of his body, casting a sterile light around them.
“Beg? No, I simply provide you the chance to say a final few words, Luke.” Stepping forward, a pale hand reached out to still the blade in the other’s hand, stopping it with a touch without the sharp edge even cutting his skin. Intent eyes study the other’s face, a full range of emotions and yet none at all dance across the still face. “Your life is already forfeit.”
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who is mass producing these porn bots...
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i was just trying to eat dinner when a spider had the AUDACITY to fall. on. my. head.
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I know we've all had a pretty rough few years by now, but thinking of Tim Drake helps keep it all in perspective. For instance, if you were 17-year-old Pre52 Tim this year, it means that Bruce died in 2022. Steph, Connor, Bart, Dad all died and Bludhaven had gotten nuked with Dana in it in 2021. No Man's Land happened in 2020, Knightfall in 2019 and your Mum died in 2018, before you'd even properly got the job. And you still can't vote.
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I do this move regularly now. One of these days I'm going to do it in a session, and a client is going to know.
And then I'll be really sad, coz we can't be friends.
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here’s where Elyss’s campaign has me right now: I’m soul searching trying to figure out whether she would continue to rail futilely against cruel and pointless circumstances or if, like me, she feels like there’s not much point anymore
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