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[frozcnhearts]

@ever-winter asked: “   well ,   hello  sleeping  beauty .   you  fell  asleep  on  me .   ” - Aether / Childe

𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 / 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 - always accepted

For how long had he slept? He didn't even need to open his eyes to realize, that night had ceased.

With his gloved hand, Aether brushed from his chin, over one half of his face, up to his forehead into strands of his hair. Lingering there a little while, as the blonde tried to get used to this blinding light the sun proved to be. He could barely hold back a yawn, his body still feeling so unbearable weary. Though, for once it had been a rather dreamless sleep. Nightmares of his sister, who he had always been unable to reach, hadn’t haunted him like they always tended to. Yet, it gave him a somewhat somber mood.

For a while he just sat there. Motionless, in still the same position. One or two minutes did it take, before his hand finally sunk, so he could look at his black gloves. Did it often take some time, for him to truly wake up. Unless something of urgent was to do.

“Did I?”, he finally said, after his hand has fully been lowered back to the ground. Touching the green grass underneath. Amber eyes scanning for his white haired companion, who would usually have screamed at Childe with her high pitched voice. But perhaps, she too was still sleeping right now. Which made the atmosphere somewhat awkward to him. Aether didn’t really have much to say, for he was no big talker. Nor did he know if he should apologize for it - or for having talked hours and hours about the stars to the ginger haired male.

So much to not a big talker - but, this was one of the topics he could never talk enough about.

“I’m sorry for that.”, he finally said in his usual, soft tone. Finally lifting his head too, which had leant against the Harbinger’s shoulder, “Did you have somewhere to go?”. A actually dumb question, as he realized himself right after he ended his question. If he had somewhere to go, Childe would have simply left. Aether actually even wondered, that he was still here. But perhaps, he did understand the people of this world less than he thought after all.

#{ Aether } #{ Aether ( Main ): Traveler from another world } #long text tw #// GOD; it's been too long since I wrote him :'') #everwinter #ever-winter

[jenderenvy985]

#jerma #jerma985 #king of the junjle #long post #flashing images #tw flashing images #the gifs are from blinkies.cafe #THERE I FIXED IT I FIXED THE TEXT #forgive me it was like near 3 am and my deaf ass could not hear him properly

[arowrath]

made on blinkies.cafe, text on the second blinkie from this post

#text #flash tw #blinkies #techposting #had to change thr wording on the second one a little bit bc it was too long </3 but i did my best #peer reviewed banger

[glo-shroom]

yes & no by Natalie Wee | Trigun Ultimate Overhaul

#THIS HAS BEEN COOKING. FOR TWO MONTHS #trigun #vashwood #vash the stampede #nicholas d. wolfwood #vash #wolfwood #trigun maximum #mine #edit #trimax #trigun edit #tw suicide mention #for that one line #and #tw blood #hopefully there's nothing else I'm forgetting #long post #i guess #pls feel free to critique me on the alt texts I've never done it before and would love to know what I can do better #but uhhh yeah otherwise. enjoy my baby. I'm very proud of this #I do however need to not look at it for a while now #so aside from the IDs if there are mistakes. no there aren't <3 #AND THANKS TO MY QPP EEE FOR LISTENING TO ME ENDLESSLY WORK ON THIS AND OFFERING ME INPUT AND CRITIGUE!!! <3333 #god. it's finally done #edit: btw I could write so much on my choices in this and what I'm going for and little details. but I leave it to the masses to interpret

[golden-haired-native]

I know I don’t have a large following. I know this post will get lost in the sea of other posts. I know I don’t come on here often, and when I do I try to keep my page free from death and other serious topics. Yet, I think this is imperative to say, especially since I myself am of indigenous descent. I ask all of you to join me in solidarity.

Cole Brings Plenty, actor, model, and most importantly activist was found dead. He was assaulted in a club in Lawrence, Kansas. He was killed and his braids; a symbol of his heritage, of his Lakota decent, and a sacred symbol across many an indigenous nation, were forcibly cut.

I beg of thee and I plead with thee, spread the word. Do your part, however big or little, to bring light to this situation. Whether it be by reblogging this post or others alike, or by going out and making a stand. Do it.

Shed light on the situation. This goes beyond the death of one man. It is about the abuse and the destruction of natives and their communities. Of the killing of many an innocent soul. Of the brutalization of many First Nations.

We have seen time and time again, many indigenous people die by similar means. We need to bring light on the deaths of any and all indigenous individuals dead, missing or at risk. It is an epidemic, an assault, and a silent cleansing of many a nation.

Whether it be the estimated 6,000 dead at the hands of Canadian residential schools, the murdered and missing indigenous women and children, or the killing of an actor and activist, you cannot deny the sheer abhorrence of this problem. The problem of many Native American people dying, going missing and being abused, at an alarming rate. At a level unprecedented and unparalleled, at a level of which should not be kept silent.

Cole Brings Plenty, actor, model, activist.

Look at him and spread awareness for him and for many others befallen by the same fate.

Remember him. Remember all of the others. Let nobody else befall the same fate again.

#cole brings plenty #first nations #indigenous #indigenous americans #native american #Canadian residential schools #residential schools #tw death #mmiw #mmiwg2s #please join me in solidarity and spread this word as much as possible #i beg of you #colored text #long post

[thoselittleboats]

BG3 text - Zevlor (8/?)

#tw blood #bg3edit #bg3 #zevlor #bg3 zevlor #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 #zevlor bg3 #bg3 text #long overdue zev one <3!! #zevlor enjoyers i see you :D <3 #ok real talk...he hasn't had a break since Elturel poor bb T_T #that night at camp was the ONE good day he's had in...weeks? months? years?? #and we can't even hug / kiss / flirt with him or anything uggggh dying over here

[castielsprostate]

🚘impala1967 FOLLOW

I truly think people people should just get paid to live a living wage without having to work themselves to death but that's cOnTrOvErsIaL

😈kingofphatass FOLLOW

arent you the guy that fucked his car??

🚘impala1967 FOLLOW

Omg that was litrally MONTHS ago!!!!! Let it go already, jeez!

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#why is the king of hell's pornblog on my post anywayy omg shoo #i litrally have a DNI in my bio

💼lawboyatstanford ✅✅ FOLLOW

Passed the bar! 📄🖋️ On my way to become a lawyer 💼👨‍💼 (for real this time)

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#so proud of myself #education #stanford #stanfordlawyer #officialdegree #someonepayoffmystudentloans

👼thursdayangel 🦀📷FOLLOW

wishing you were here...

👼thursdayangel 🦀📷FOLLOW

talk to me babygirl

🍔dean-identifying-meat-in-posts FOLLOW

a black angus 200 grams grill smashed deluxe, farmed in north west-virginia

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#identified meat #meat identified 17391 #tw food

🧓jwinchester FOLLOW

dating is hard with your ex wife being resurrected for the third time. i keep running into her on my grindr dates. #awkward

⚔️notvirginmary FOLLOW

Stop blaming me for things I have no control over! That red tie looked ugly on you btw.

💼lawboyatstanford ✅✅ FOLLOW

gross 🤢

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#why can't my parents we normalllll #they already fucked up my childhood let me have my adulthood

🧛benwiththefang FOLLOW

a local werewolf pissed on my lawn. AGAIN.

🐺garthster🌓 FOLLOW

Well maybe if you stopped spraying your vamp hormones everywhere, local wws wouldn't feel so threatened! There's kids living here!

🧛benwiththefang FOLLOW

blocked and reported.

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#can't stand these beasts on my post #dni werewolfs

🧚godchuck👒👒👒👒📝✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅👻💀🌅🌓 FOLLOW

idk i think i need to fuck that man some more...

🧚godchuck👒👒👒👒📝✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅👻💀🌅🌓 FOLLOW

wrong account

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#fuck i keep doing this 😩😩 #@staff fix this issue!!!!!!!

#sjonnie.text #okay this took..SO LONG. please don't let it flop bffs #spn #supernatural #supernatural dash simulator #dash simulator #text post #image post #tw emojis #tw emoji #tw food #tw vampire hatred #tw werewolf hatred #this may just be my magnum opus

[dankovskaya]

vergil saying stupid shit compilation

#Sorry for using reverbfart twice I needed. Something to go with the text #dmc #devil may cry #vergil dmc #vergil sparda #<= hate that #vergil redgrave #<= hate that too #dmc3 #dmc5 #devil may cry 3 #devil may cry 5 #OK that's enough don't act crazy #flashing lights tw #<= just for one part. just in case 😭 #ON THE OFF CHANCE anyone wonders why I included urizen but not V the answer is quite simple. I did not want this video to be #27 minutes long .

[anonymouspuzzler]

A Very Special @heartbreakgulch x @villain-coded-comic : Bulkhead & Black-Eyes Origins

(separating this out from my other crossover comics cause I kinda wanna keep adding to it over time i got Ideas please enjoy Part One for now)

#anonymous puzzler art #strangegutz #heartbreak gulch #villain coded comic #anonymous puzzler originals #long post #tw guns #tw blood #buck isn't invulnerable in this universe so his life is even more precarious than normal god help him. and now there's Handsome Man. #also i just noticed one of the panels is fucked up while writing alt text you have to pretend you don't notice ok.

[reveluvdive]

Happy Irene Day 91.03.29 ♡

#bae irene #irene #red velvet #rvinc #redvelvetinc #dailyrv #rvedit #text #my gifs #mine #long post #igfs #loml #my number one always and forever #ride or die pookie #flash tw #tw flashing #projects #curse that icc one for being blurry asf

[ghouljams]

Begging for someone to break into Bee’s house and König only finds out bc of the bug, so he takes care of it

Here's where we get more of König being insane about his crush. Introducing(formally) the perimeter alarm.

An alert pings on König's phone as he's herding the last horse into their stall. He pats the over-large animal affectionately as he tugs his phone free and swipes through the notifications. He frowns, opening the property map and scanning for where the break pinged. Your side of the farm, not good. Hopefully it's just a wild animal that's wandered too far from the woods and set off the alarm.

He pulls the back wall of the barn open, survey's his arsenal, then grabs a rifle and a few tranquilizer rounds. If it is an animal, he'd hate to hurt the poor thing. If it isn't... Well better not to take care of it on your property.

It's a short ride through the pasture to get decent sight lines. Your house is dark, that's good. König raises the rifle, steadying it against his shoulder. The small movements of the horse under him are a little tricky, but nothing he can't deal with. Grace under pressure is what got him the rank of colonel in the first place.

He sweeps his sights around your house. While the breach hadn't been too close, it did take him time to get here. No deer, no foxes or coyotes threatening your brightly painted chicken coop, no raccoons in your trash. König frowns, sweeping wider just as a flashlight wanders its way around the blind side of your house. That makes this easier. His brain clicks through calculations, before taking aim and watching for impact. The quiet thunk of his silenced rifle firing is like music to his ears.

The figure startles a little, grasps at the dart's entry point, stumbles and collapses. And they said he couldn't be a sniper.

König rides closer to the fence, and hops off his horse, fishing some rope out of the saddle bags. It's always so easy to hop your fence. He keeps his eyes on your bedroom window, careful to stay quiet as he makes his way to your back door and your would be intruder. It's only when he turns the man over and he feels the cold grip of malice that he really decides what he's going to do next.

The man awakes in a single chair, in a small concrete room. It's dark, the only light coming from a single bare bulb hanging over head. Across from him, König leans forward. Watching with his elbows resting on his knees as the man jerks and panics against his restraints.

"It is very fortunate that I found you when I did," König tells him, "I would not have been able to stop myself if you'd actually gotten into the house."

"Where am I?" The man spits, König clicks his tongue, shakes his head.

"Now now, you are asking the wrong question. You should be asking, 'who are you?'" König motions with his hand, "Go on."

"Fine, who the fuck are you," The man's face is red with barely contained rage.

"I'm the man that's going to kill you."

All the motion seems to drain out of the man, his muscles locking up in fear or perhaps realization as König stands. The little metal table he drags over shakes and bumps along the uneven ground. It's only the noise of it, the sort of slick friction of metal against plastic, that makes the man look down at the tarp covering the floor.

"Don't look so worried, this is going to hurt a lot, but not for very long." König pauses, picking up a file, "Well, not for me anyway. For you it will feel like an eternity."

"I- Whatever it is you want we can work something out," The man asks, begs, leaning back in his chair as best he can as König draws closer. "I've got money, you want money? Or- or- shit!"

"No money," This part is always fun, the begging, the crying, the last shred of hope, "you hurt someone very precious to me, and I can't let that happen again."

"I don't even know who you are," The tears are starting. König grips his jaw hard, forces his mouth open to give the file room to drag against the man's teeth.

"But I know who you are," König hums over the grating noise of file against enamel, the building panicked scream, "and that's all that matters, isn't it?"

Yes, König thinks, that is all that matters. It isn't as if the man is fit to answer the question anyway, what with the amateur dentistry happening. This is really fantastic timing on your ex-husband's part, well fantastic for König. He'd just been wondering if and when would be appropriate to rid your life of this scum. It wasn't like you'd miss him, truly no one would, but timing was -is- everything.

An extended business trip, a few bad investments, a drunken if slightly rabid text exchange. König kept close eyes on his targets, even if he told himself it was just to keep you safe. He knew every detail, every movement this bastard made. How convenient that his tour of stupidity would lead him right into König's hands. His car might be a problem, but it's nothing König hadn't handled before.

König pulls back from his work to stare at the bloody gums and nubbed teeth. The man sobs, gurgled bubbling spit turning red from the rough orthodontics as he tries to speak around the pain. König thinks he'll do the fingers next, maybe try inserting some metal screws into his legs. It doesn't really matter what tortures he puts the man through, it'll all be burned away in the end.

König wakes you up in the morning, his knocking on your front door thunders through your house. Although you suppose it could be anyone knocking on your door, you don't really get any visitors but him. You pull a pair of shorts on to answer the door, just barely awake enough to deal with people. Your alarm isn't set to go off for another two hours at least.

When you pull your door open you blink blearily up at König. His eyes dart over you, taking in your pyjamas as you rub your eyes with a frown. You don't know what was so important it couldn't wait for later in the morning.

"König s'early, what're you doing here?" You yawn. König's expression is soft and affectionate, it's too early for that.

"I thought I'd make you breakfast," He pulls his bandana down for you to see his smile. You hum and turn to go back into the house, figuring he'll follow you like always. König's hand catches your head and spins you to face him again, dragging you for a kiss. His fingers tighten their hold on you as his lips drag against yours. It's the sweetest good morning you've ever gotten. You wonder what's gotten into him.

#König really said “our farm” #cowboy!König #oc: bee #könig x oc #könig call of duty #könig x reader #könig mw2 #tw violence #tw teeth #tw torture #tw stalking #König does some villain shit #he's gonna burn that man to ash and abandon his car at the airport #make everyone think he's just gone on a long trip #months later one of Bee's friends texts to see if he's contacted her at all

[omg-snakes]

Brian Barczyk, keeper of giant snakes in tiny drawers, has died. How should we feel?

I've been asking myself this very question, anon.

On one hand, the man did some really unethical stuff, pushed harmful information that was not correct husbandry, and allowed animals to suffer for his own gain.

On the other hand, he was human, as we all are human: prone to failings, easily blinded by praise, and willing to hide his mistakes in order to maintain a positive reputation among his peers. This is really common among that generation. I see the same attitudes in many big-name reptile keepers, TV personalities, and minor celebrities.

He was curious. He was passionate. He wanted to share his passion with others. I think he really truly did love his animals and the people around him, though that love was not an adequate replacement for proper care. He was arrogant. He was overconfident. He was flawed. But he was human.

He was afraid, at the end. He was in pain. Pancreatic cancer is not a gentle end. He saw his death looming on a fast-approaching horizon, and you could see it reflected in his eyes. Did he have regrets, do you suppose? Would he have done things differently if he had another chance? Did he believe in an afterlife, and did he feel the burden of his transgressions as he prepared to meet his gods?

I can tell you how I feel at this point:

A little sad that a fellow traveler on this Earth died in such an awful, painful way. A little disappointed that he's now a martyr of reptile keeping. A little grateful that he helped to push the hobby into the public eye and out of the fringes. A little hopeful that we'll continue to learn, grow, and do better than he did.

I can't tell you how to feel, though, or whether to feel anything at all. That's up to you.

Regardless, I hope his last moments were peaceful, that he felt loved instead of scared, and that he was not in pain. That's what I want for everyone.

#brian barczyk #reptile #reptiles #reptiblr #discourse #death mention #tw death mention #cw death mention #text post #long post #answers to questions

[vesrin]

I’ve seen so many fanarts with similar idea but I just listened to the Colony again and couldn’t help myself. I am certain Miss Prentiss wrote a winking emoji after writing ‘keep him’.

Bonus under the cut based on this post that @sparkzstar​ tagged me in <3

#the magnus archives #tma #martin blackwood #jane prentiss #ves arts #tma spoilers #just in case #tma s1 #tma fanart #uhh i don’t think my art is that good to make someone uncomfortable but again just in case #tw trypophobia #??? dont @me #tma colony #i have spent so long on drawing all those holes it was ridiculous #jonathan sims #sasha james #tim stoker #sasha and tim know about martin's crush #and after hearing jon saying lol and meme in that voice of his i thought it would be funny if he signed every text message like an old man