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goofyjelly · 2 years
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Oh I've made the grave mistake of watching the Destiel version of All To Well right before I went to sleep last night and ended staying up till 2 a.m. oh god.
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stevesbipanic · 1 year
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Steve's only 25 when it all catches up to him.
It starts off small, things people wouldn't even be able to tell is an early sign of something wrong. Misplacing keys, forgetting which day he has his shifts, what time he's supposed to get Robin. Robin notices though.
Robin knows Steve always keeps his keys on the hook next to Eddie's by the front door, that's where he always finds them, he's not misplacing the keys, he's forgetting the hook exists.
Robin knows Steve has the same shifts every week, they never change because they line up with Eddie's at the record store nearby. Robin knows Steve isn't forgetting what time he's supposed to pick Robin up, he's forgetting Robin moved away a few months ago after she graduated college.
Robin keeps noticing when the kids start calling her because the little things are becoming big things.
Robin notices when Dustin calls and tells her Steve thought he and Suzie were back together, "Like how crazy is that we broke up two years ago, I don't think I've even mentioned her lately."
Robin notices when Lucas calls and tells her Steve asked when his next game was, "The season ended months ago, he came to the finals."
Robin notices when Max calls and whispers softly, "He asked to take me to the skatepark, Robin, I told him I had to help mum. He's forgotten I'm blind Robin."
Robin wished she'd noticed sooner, maybe years ago when Steve was getting knocked around a lot. She wished she'd screamed in the face of those Russians to take her instead. She wished a lot of things when Eddie called her.
"He's in hospital, Birdie, he collapsed at work."
Robin is back in Chicago for the first time since she graduated. She wished she'd visited sooner.
"Do you think the feds are gonna let me go soon, Robbie? I mean it usually doesn't take this long for them to bring me the NDAs."
Robin hopes Steve doesn't notice her eyes going glossy as she runs her fingers through his hair, "Don't worry Stevie, I'm sure they'll be in soon, Dusty is probs just arguing over something in his."
"At least he isn't having to explain he raised a demodog. Did I ever tell you about that Robbie?"
Robin smiles softly, "Yeah but tell me again, don't want to forget any of it."
Eddie gives Robin the gist of what the doctors said, Eddie didn't understand much, a lot of technical words and shit. Too many concussions, more than they knew about most likely. They say it'll probably get worse with no timeframe of how quickly it'll happen, there might be good days, there will be a lot of bad days.
The first bad day comes a week later. Steve barely remembers Eddie, trapped in a time when Eddie was just the kids DM. Eddie sobs in the corridor in Robin's arms. The next day it's like nothing happened and Steve gets discharged. They tell Steve, this time Eddie is the one to comfort him.
"I don't want to forget you Eds."
"It's okay if you do, sweetheart, I'll still be here."
It's Robins idea to start writing everything down. Eddie, Nancy and the kids all help. Filling journals upon journals of stories and pictures of Steve's life to help on the bad days. Steve has to quit his job, Robin moves back to Chicago, they make it work.
On bad days depending on how far back Steve is Dustin or Robin or Eddie will read through the books with him, filling in the gaps of what he needs. On the worst days, Eddie leaves the pile of journals on the bed with a note and waits downstairs to see if Steve will join him later.
They make it work for a few years. Steve celebrates his 30th birthday with perfect clarity. He writes himself an entry in the journal next to a big group picture with Steve and Eddie's matching rings showing.
That July, over a decade since Starcourt, Steve is in hospital again. He'd collapsed at breakfast. Eddie had thought it was going to be one of their good days, Steve had woken up fine, all his memories in tact if a little fuzzy. He'd made them coffee and giggled at Eddie's singing while he made them eggs and just like that it all came crashing down.
Steve's brain is shutting down. They don't know if he'll make it past Christmas. There's more bad days after that. More days with books left on the bed. Most days Steve doesn't even come downstairs. On the good days, Eddie always calls off work. He'd rather be fired than miss a single second of Steve smiling at him like he does, so full of love.
They have Christmas, the whole family comes, they have to bring every chair from around the house and squish in around the table just to fit but it's perfect. Steve sits between Robin and Eddie, face bright and full of love and life. Everyone gives him the tightest hug as the night closes, all lingering, afraid of letting go.
"I love you, dingus."
"I love you too, Robbie."
Later, upstairs in their room, Steve and Eddie go through all the journals, laughing softly at each little note the kids have left. Steve writes his little journal entry, a tradition of good days, and curls into Eddie's arm whispering soft loving words to each other before falling asleep.
Steve never wakes up.
The funeral happens shortly after, all of the family is still in town. Robin holds Eddie afterwards as they go through the journals together. When they get to the last page, they struggle not to smudge the ink with their tears.
Dear Eds and Robbie,
I don't know how many more good days I'm going to get so I'm leaving this here for you now. I love you both so much, you're equally my soulmates and I want you two to look after each other while I'm gone.
Robs, go travelling with Nancy, ok? Thank you for looking after me all these years but it's time for you to go look after yourself. Go see the world for me, tell me all about it wherever I am when you get back.
Eddie, I'm sorry we didn't get as much time as we hoped, I hope you know that even just a day with you has been worth a lifetime with anyone else. Go follow your dreams, write music, perform, show the world how amazing I know you are. I give you full permission to fall in love with whoever you meet along the way, I don't want either of you guys to be alone.
Thank you for giving me a life worth remembering.
Your Dingus,
Stevie
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LETS RIDE. Adrien has his turn riding with Marinette happens in the series when….? Let my boi be happyyy 🥺
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h0estar · 1 month
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THIS WAS NOT IN MY SXF CHAPTER 96 BINGO CARD
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nateezfics · 4 months
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well. i have some news. i am now even more of a slut for hongjoong than i was before. crazy right? like i was already the neediest, horniest little whore for this man. but something happened today that just made me even more down bad for him.
let me explain —
alright. so a little context/back story for this. i cannot remember when, and i’m not 100% sure of where hongjoong talked about this (my hunch says universe, back when ateez used that platform), but anyway, hongjoong mentioned what cologne he wears (or wore, I don’t think he’s mentioned it in a while so who knows if even he stills even uses it. i’m assuming he does tho) and revealed that it’s aventus by creed. here’s a pic of it:
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so ever since i learned about this, i wanted to get my hands on a bottle. but alas, a full bottle (pictured above) is about $500. i couldn’t justify spending that much on cologne of all things, so i never bought it. well, a couple weeks ago i was playing around on creed’s official website, and discovered creed sells sample bundles! the bundle included the brand’s best selling fragrances, aventus amongst them, and it was only $65. so i took the opportunity and bought it just for the one sample of aventus lmao. luckily, they threw in an extra sample of aventus as a free gift!!🤩
so it came in today! and i finally smelled hong’s cologne and…………oh my god ahshshhs. like holy fuck. it smells….it smells…..well it smells like hongjoong. it smells exactly like i figured he’d smell like. the cologne is fresh and light, but also has a woodsy undertone. it’s so….it’s so masculine, in the best way lmao. the website’s official description of the cologne is “strength, power, success, sensual, audacious, rich, and iconic”….like if that isn’t the perfect description of hongjoong 😫 it smells so fuckable hahshs. it smells luxurious. it’s honestly a scent that is arousing…but like…also comforting??? and I think that’s so hongjoong.
anyways. to put it plainly, i am now even more of slut for hongjoong than ever before all because i smelled a cologne he has used. am i delulu? yes. am i ashamed? nope! ahhshshs. delulu is the only solulu. 😆
if you want the link to the website, just ask me! also heads up, the sample bottles are very small unfortunately.
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noxspluto · 3 months
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geto saying “pretty boy” to gojo.
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d4ydream-girl · 3 months
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PERCY "LOYALTY IS MY FATAL FLAW" JACKSON CHANGED ANNABETH "HUBRIS IS MY FATAL FLAW" CHASE'S VIEW ON UNCONDITIONAL LOVE SO MUCH THAT GIRLIE IS OVER HERE YELLING AT A GOD ABT HOW GREAT HER FRIEND IS 😭😭😭. THE WHOLE FUCKING "tAkE thE sHieLd YouR mOM wiLL bE pRouD oF yOu" THING HEPHASTUS SAYS DOESNT CATCH HER HUBRIS BC SHE JUST WANTS TO SAVE 😭 PERCY 😭😭. AND SHE DID SAVE HIM 😭😭😭.
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waterdeeping · 6 months
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BALDUR'S GATE 3 ➢ Orin's Role in The Dark Urge's Downfall
Do you remember now, Bloodkin? How you screamed as my knife slit your skull, your brain juices sticky and sweet? A little hole, big enough for the worm – your body a blood sac to feed it. The favourite of Bhaal turned meat puppet, strung up by the sinews and plucked by my hands.
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piedpisces · 1 year
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the greenest of green flags. 💚
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miiwiio · 7 days
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I would like to tell my grandma but she just nostalgia//I'll call her number//but she won't answer
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mittensmorgul · 4 months
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Kitchen Nightmares
That's what Mr. Mittens has dubbed the day i have been having. And it's fitting.
Important to know before I begin this tale, though not actually part of the tale:
Our heat pump has been awaiting repairs for about a week now. The heat works, but not WELL. It's painful knowing we're paying like 3x what we should be to keep the house warm while waiting for the Very Expensive Part needed to fix the thing. The part has been received by the repairdude and he's coming out tomorrow to complete the Very Expensive Repair, but in the meantime, we're trying desperately not to run the heat as much as possible. It would kinda suck to break it even worse (and even More Expensively) right before it's scheduled to get fixed.
Okay, now back to the actual Kitchen Portion of this essay...
Last night, I thought it would be fun to make dutch babies as a late night snack. Wednesday is Mr. Mittens' night off every week, and we always have some sort of pastry or other sweet treat with our coffee and then watch bad tv together for a few hours. It's a tradition! So my sister gave us a recipe for dutch babies made in a muffin tin... tiny dutch babies! What a fun idea, right?!
Well I got the ingredients all measured out into the blender, go to turn it on, and... the motor whirs and it SOUNDS like something should be happening, but nothing is actually happening! the ingredients remain a congealed mass in the bottom of the blender.
When I lift the pitcher to make sure i got the blades in securely or whatever, a bunch of heavy plastic nubs go skittering across the counter. These are the nubs on the blender base that engage the blades inside the pitcher. And they are very clearly no longer attached to the blender.
Now, this is a fairly old blender. I've probably had it about 20 years. I don't use it very often, but when I do, it's because I specifically need a blender for that task. And it's a Good Quality Blender! It's a Kitchen Aid! It's not supposed to do this! But it did... with a cup of flour, a cup of milk, and four eggs rapidly turning into something resembling wet concrete in the bottom of the pitcher.
Well, luckily i also own an immersion blender, but I'm not dumb enough to jam it down into the big blender pitcher to engage in some sort of hand-held spinning blades duel, so I scrape all that pseudo-batter into a mixing bowl and have at it. All the while, the muffin tin has been pre-heating in the oven and is starting to smell a little strange.
I pull it out, drop a pat of butter into each well, and pour in the batter, which i'm already not sure retains the correct proportions of ingredients, since it was truly impossible to get everything out of the blender. I was doing my best! I WAS DOING MY BEST!
My best was truly sub-par...
So i get it in the oven, and toward the end of the bake time, it was getting a little smokey in there. Ah, crap, some of the batter overflowed and splatted on the bottom of the oven, but the dutch babies actually turned out pretty tasty! So at least there's that... Aside from being like three times as messy as they should've been, and requiring a lot more cleanup than it should've taken, and my now destroyed blender that I'm pretty sure can't be repaired... well... it was almost one in the morning, i was tired, the oven was still hot, I figured I'd just clean up the spilled mess in the oven in the morning.
That... was a mistake.
Because by morning, I'd totally forgotten about it.
Until Mr. Mittens decided he'd make himself a frozen pizza. So he turned on the oven.
The kiddo was in the kitchen toasting a bagel, I was in the living room typing on my laptop, and when he went in to put the pizza in the oven, the kid was like "uh i think something's smoking a little in there?"
And they opened the oven door only to find it was literally on fire!
so... they closed the oven door and called out to me to alert me to this fact.
"uh, hon... i think the oven's on fire..."
and since this is apparently an event beyond the comprehension of my spouse and my adult kid, I put down the laptop and drag my ass out of my chair and go in the kitchen.
Mr. Mittens and kiddo are just standing there, staring at the smoke now pouring out of the oven vent, like... okay what do we do now?
I was like "wait, you saw fire and just closed the oven door?"
they shrug
I began by turning off the oven, as you do in circumstances like these, then opened the door and started... trying to blow out the fire. as you do... ?
when that quite obviously failed, i grabbed the fire extinguisher and had the fire out in like half a second.
But then I had twice as much mess to clean up as I would've if I'd only remembered the stupid dutch baby spill before the oven got turned on again.
So... mr mittens dejectedly put his pizza back in the freezer and i waited for the oven to get cool enough to clean. I couldn't even air out the house, because it's below freezing outside, and my poor heat pump would've likely exploded trying to counteract having all the damn windows open. So we sat in our smoky house while I made us grilled cheese sandwiches and waited for the oven to cool off.
Then I cleaned out the entire damn oven, and it's fine, nothing truly damaged, just a little bit gross. Thank heck. If anything else breaks, I might start screaming and not be able to stop.
I also don't want to clean anything else. But unfortunately I need to do laundry next... At least I had a nice grilled cheese, and some dutch babies. And the oven's clean.
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crushedsweets · 7 months
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I WISH I COULD ANIMATE AND I WISH I COULD COMMIT TO COMICS I want nothing more than to make a long 100 page comic for my lore with Toby as the mc
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trashmuis · 5 months
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The fact that you can buy a random photo of Chop Top for your house in glass and everything is already 100% absurd, plus the fact that it's $70+ is actually insane, but the stock images they used to show how to frame it in your house is fucking sending me
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"Oh hello, welcome! Please take a seat on my couch. Hm? The picture? It's a stunning piece, isn't it? I saw it and just knew I needed to hang it front and center for all to see."
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leafith · 10 months
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Story time!
Today I was playing Sky COTL and I decided to finish all the Realms. I went in the Wastelands - so many Krills😦🔫- and I finally reached with my Skykid (called Judy) the Vault of Knowledge.
I saw some other players and they called me like:«HONK HONK HONK!!!!». So I went to them. They wanted my help to open a door.
Sadly, I didn't have the emote needed to open that door. I spent like half an hour trying to tell them that I couldn't help them and finally one of them (a girl with loose hair) invited me to sit on a bench with her.
I explained to her that it was my first time in the Vault (I didn't tell her about the new and old account because I didn't want to make the long speech) and she offered to help me finish the Realm.
She was so kind! We became friends and her name was Yashi!
She also asked me if we could take a screenshot together (after completing the Vault). I said YES (I MEAN. YESHHHH!!) and she took me to the Prairie (I FUCKING LOVE THE PRAIRIE)! She took a screenshot with her appearing to be offering me dark crabs! I couldn't screen wahhhhhhhh :(
But... I made a gift for her! I hope she has Tumblr so she can see it!
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Everything in this drawing happened for real!!!😭😭😭😭😭😭💛💛💛💛💛💛
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capiris456 · 2 months
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THANK YOU AND GOODNIGHT - Hazbin Hotel | Animatic Song @BlackGryph0n
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sarahsedserio · 11 months
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That movie was for US
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