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kinsagi · 30 days
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All the people in reddit talking about how Hiori is "plot armor," "convenience," "buffed," "forced," etc., completely ignoring the seeds were planted as early as the 3rd selection
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water-lemon-alex · 6 months
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i’m back uhhh before my holiday ends i’m just gonna post these redraws i made after ava6 episode 2 released
( SPOILERS )
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I honestly GASPED while I was watching it was INSANE like “NOOOOO DON’T TAKE YELLOW AWAY PLEASE” or “OH MY GOD SECOND KNOWS”
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I also feel very bad for Chosen 😭😭
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blackbackedjackal · 7 months
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I contain so much unbridled joy realizing you named a black GSD Blue. Bless the Wolfs Rain stans we shall never die
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roniikue · 7 months
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ena practice 2... except, whats this? theyre actually ocs... oh wow i totally didnt see that one coming (<- is a character designer)
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iroissleepdeprived · 1 month
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Guys.........
......shiny nails.
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theeflowerofcarnage · 5 months
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the only reason i go to the dank crypt is for this shot
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justsomeoneunordinary · 6 months
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Day 3 of @hashiramaweek2023: One With Nature
I didn’t have the spoons to write the fics I had planned for this event, so here, have a quick(-ish) moodboard instead :)
(As always, all photos are from sources of freely usable images!)
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front-facing-pokemon · 10 months
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hzdtrees · 10 months
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Towards the sands
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renjunniez · 2 years
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he's so ♡
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opia-jpg · 10 months
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holds them in my gently cupped hands like a hampter
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chloeseyeliner · 25 days
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it's my birthday in two weeks.
not a very me way to start a post, i swear i am not doing it for wishes or anything like that, if anyone ever sees this in the first place; i was just writing some very personal things down in my journal (if i can call it such, it's a mess of thoughts and random rants in there really, no structure whatsoever) tonight, and as i was reminiscing my teenage years, seeing that they are conventionally and socially coming to an end soon, i wanted to do something kind of meaningful, instead of just hating my birthday and the weeks before it and being sad all the time like i have done since like. ever. i think?? i remember almost nothing i did or felt before i was eleven. which happens. so. i know my blog is tiny, but for me, it's kind of a great importance to do this right now.
disclaimer: i am not here to give advice to anyone who ever comes across this post. this is not what my role is. that would be sort of unfair, dare i say, since all people experience life differently, even when facing the same situations. <3
so, without further ado, here's ten things i "learnt"/want to tell myself (and maybe another person who might need to hear some of it) before i turn twenty:
(cw: kind of vague and not so vague mentions to mental health in general + some religion things)
1. you don't have to wear this paricular t-shirt in this particular size if it doesn't fit you- there are many different colours and various sizes out there for you to try on, and if you feel uncomfortable sometimes, here, take this jacket. the t-shirt is not going anywhere. it's just being protected, guarded from the outside world, but not your heart. never from your heart.
a. this was both metaphorical and literal.
2. you are not a freak for secretly wishing everything will eventually magically work out like they do in the books you love to be consumed of, kid. you were just a kid with many hopes and dreams. it was fine. it is fine.
3. you didn't have to pretend to like this guy and actually confess your "feelings" to him in middle school just because everyone else was entering relationships that lasted a week and kissed in the school bathroom. but you did. and it's fine. because it was an experience worth having. you needed to dive into the freezing water to actually wake up and start your journey with much, much more than you had in your suitcase even ten seconds ago.
4. on that note, yes, most of the times, when you are queer in a small, rural, christian, balkan town, you don't get many chances of living your truth loudly. but you grew up with all these realisations, which may have seemed terrifying at first, but you did have them, you did question, you did fell in love with someone you weren't supposed to, even from afar, being on your own. i am proud of you, kid.
5. you are not "crazy" for "being too political". you are not a coward for being quiet because you were scared of all this glaring and all these daggers sometimes either. you were younger. now you know a little better.
6. it's okay if you don't look up at the person (or, in your case, god) who used to consume your every thought of awe and admiration anymore, the person (or god) who was the picture next to the definition of "perfection" in your dictionary. people and times change. not everything has to be black and white. swim a little in the gray. do a freestyle once in a while- the butterfly is impressive, but nothing feels like floating around and testing the waters. nothing can compare to the freedom of all this simplicity.
7. your life isn't lost yet just because your mind was either too fast or too slow to keep up with the present. yes, the present shall be cherished- it's a natural gift, it's in the word itself after all. but it's not all over just due to the fact you move across the brain town every other day. you need to push and pull doors. open and close windows. find hands that offer themselves to you- there is at least one person out there who won't take them away when you try to reach them. but you'll find your way. i promise you.
8. you didn't have to raise yourself at some point- or many points, it doesn't matter, though. you didn't have to raise others either. always the listener, never the heard. always the talker, still never the heard. but, for whatever reason (or various reasons), it happened. give yourself a chance. a pat on the back. start taking this weight off your shoulders piece by piece. does it feel any better when you do so? yeah?
9. you don't have to be embarrassed of your interests. of singing an interesting variety of genres every sunday afternoon, during the designated listening to music time. of being excited over your favourite show. of gasping in shock when something unexpected happens in the pages of your current read. of being overwhelmed in the best way possible when entering the cinema or a theatre or a library or a museum, or when walking down the park. of wanting to learn more about this particular historical figure because you couldn't at school, being the perfectionist you are. of trying to write and almost always failing. of tearing up upon seeing a beautiful art piece. of tearing up or crying in general. no one is judging you. and if they are, that's their own issue to address. breathe in. breathe out. you are more than your bad thoughts.
10. slow down, you crazy child/ you're so ambitious for a juvenile/ but then, if you're so smart, tell me/ why are you still so afraid?/ where's the fire, what's the hurry about?/ you better cool it off before you burn it out/ you got so much to do and only/ so many hours in a day...
<3
sorry.
i might delete it later. i might not. i hate being so open, especially on the internet, but all this anonymity gave me an opportunity. and i seized it. plus, i spared all the details. so.
**sigh**
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cepheusgalaxy · 1 month
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OH YEA SOMEBODY MENTIONED IT IN MY DASH HAVE Y'ALL WATCH VANITAS NO CARTE
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nevergavein · 2 years
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Taylor Swift 30 Day Edit Challenge: Favourite MV
Look What You Made Me Do
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