#why!!!!!!

[seoafin]

you're thinking of gojo im thinking of shoko and megumi

#just had a very long convo about the psychic repercussions of everything that's happened when Megumi regains his body #akutami is so sick to do this to him #megumi doesnt deserve anything bad ever he gets sad when animals die #WHY!!!!!! #and shoko....just no words #hasn't she suffered enough god akutami hates women #jjk leaks

[hopefulfuturenovelauthor]

Charlie Boy

Stanley Barber x reader gn

song- Charlie Boy by the Lumineers

about 1.2 k words

warnings: language, mentions of Stanley’s father, Stanley’s bruised eye, I can’t think of anything else but if I need to add something let me know.

“Don’t go to war, firstborn in ‘44,” you walked around the room, collecting a mound of blankets from the couch. 

“And Kennedy made him believe, we could do much more,” the soft fabrics clung to your arms, still a little wet from the pouring rain. Running around the block to get here without an umbrella had not been your brightest idea. But that didn’t stop you anyway.

“Lillian, don’t hang your head, love should make you feel good,” you let the blankets fall from your arms at the foot of the bed. You grabbed the fluffiest from the pile and carefully laid it over the boy lying on his side. 

“In uniform, you raised a man, who volunteered to stand,” you gently patted his head of curls, taking your other arm’s sleeve to wipe away stray tears.

“Ohohoh, ohoh, ohoh, 0hohoh, ohoh, ohoh,” he laid there still unmoving as sadness pooled in his eyes and fell down his cheeks. You stepped away only slightly to hear him whine as you left to turn off the lamp a little ways away from his bed.

“Play the bugle, play the taps, Make your mothers proud,” you returned back to his side as you softly brushed at his tears, painfully avoiding his bruised cheek and eye. Stanley’s hands grabbed yours as he tried to pull you down beside him.

“Sweetheart, I’m soaked. I’m just going to get you wet,” you said.

“I don’t care,” Stan said raggedly, “just hold me while you sing.”

“Okay,” you whispered before crawling into bed beside him, placing a second blanket over the both of you, the one he already had separating you so he would stay dry.

“Raise your riffles to the sky, boys, fire that volley loud,” you stroked his head as faced away from you.

“News was bad on Upland Ave, Metuchen mourn our loss,” you sang out to the quiet of the room. Stanley’s sniffling had become fainter.

“Sons, rebelled, while fathers yelled, and mothers clutched the cross,” your arms slowly wrapped around the poor boy beside you, comforting him the best you could.

“Ohohoh, ohoh, ohoh, ohohoh, ohoh,ohoh,” you hummed out as Stan bundled into the blankets you gave him, swadling himself in the warmth that them and you provided.

“Play the bugle, play the taps, make your fathers proud,” you voice was starting to fade away and Stanley’s breathing evened out. 

“Raise your riffles to the sky, boy, fire that volley loud,” you finished the song, leaving a silence that was neither comfortable or uncomfortable. Regardless of the suffocating feeling, you felt left trapped in the house that was both a blessing and a curse. You rested your head against his. The strands of curls brushed your face as you tried to relax.

“I like when you sing,” he whispered.

“I like when you sing too,” you responded neutrally, uncertain of how far this conversation would go.

“It’s better when you sing,” Stanley said, “you only sing when I need you or when you think no one is listening. It makes you sound like an angel.”

“How come?” you asked.

“Because you always come when I need you and the way you can calm me down so easily makes it all seem… etherial.”

“That’s some high praise,” you responded against his curls.

“It’s true,” he replied back. You sat in silence for a few moments before Stanley broke it again. “How do I sound to you when I sing?” curiosity filled his voice.

“Like a rat choking on pesticide,” you said monotonously, as your emotions ran wild in the madness of your head.

“I’m being serious,” Stan said through a giggle, still not choosing to turn and face you.

“You sound normal,” Stan shifted against you antsily, expectantly, as if he wanted to hear something as meaningful as he had said to you. “You sound like yourself.  You can hear your personality each time you belt out a chorus, or forget a word, or your voice breaks. All I hear is you, and it’s wonderful. Because your my favorite thing to listen to, even if at times you do sound like a rat choking on pesticides.”

Stanley stayed quiet. Time passed and in your head you could hear the ticking of the clock in your brain, the countdown until one of you broke the silence or fell asleep.

“If I wasn’t so emotionally tapped, I’d confess my undying love for you.”

“If you weren’t so emotionally tapped, I would have already spun you around to face me,” you answered back.

Stanley wiggled out of your grasp as he shifted about. After a few attempts he finally flipped over with what would have been minimum effort if he had succeeded the first time. Glossy eyes stared at yours, one surrounded by the purple bruise. His smile was contagious most days, but not this one, not while he was hurt.

“I know you turned, but you are still absolutely drained after today,” you said, scooting back to get a better look at him.

“Yeah, but I wanted to see you too. You're comfy and cozy and everything, but sometimes seeing is believing even when you ground me.”

“I will take comfy and cozy as a compliment,” you stated.

“You should. You smell nice. It makes it very easy to get all warm and toasty when the person smothering you smells like a freshly baked Christmas cookie.”

“That was…,” the words weren’t coming to your mouth right away. “Random. Very fucking random, but okay. You smell like weed and hormones so, you know at least I don’t smell like that.”

“God, I wish I smelled like you. However, it gets very difficult to be around you when I’m high. I get the munchies and sadly I can’t chew on you like I could a cookie.”

“Okay,” you said trying to reel the conversation back in, “I think that is enough talk tonight. You need rest, Stan. I need rest. We both need some time to just fucking be without the whole god damn world breathing down our necks. So just try and get some shut eye for me, will ya?”

Stanley’s thin lipped and tired smile was thrown your way as he moved forward to rest his head just below your neck. His untamed curls brushed against your chin as he snuggled into you, arms wrapping around your side as he relaxed. 

Without much thought, you placed a soft kiss on top of his head and returned the embrace. Your arms drifted from under his to wrap up and around his back. Your fingers made small circles on his shoulders as he hummed with his eyes closed.

“I love you so fucking much,” he said.

“I love you too, Stan.”

“So fucking much?”

“So fucking much, and much much more.”

You both fell asleep shortly after. The warm smell of cookies filling Stan’s senses as the refreshing smell of his citrus shampoo wafted from his hair and into your heart. A blossoming comfort engulfed you both in the sweet smells of an inviting winter and a revivifying spring.

#Stanley Barber #stanley barber imagine #stanley barber x reader #ianowt #i am not okay with this #still upset #I need more #why!!!!!! #help 😢 #wyatt oleff #i need this show back

[tonyfinale]

What happened! What the fuck HAPPENED!!! I roll my eyes OUT OF MY HEAD everytime lategame inuyasha decides to throw kikyo into a situation where she can't be cool and dominating anymore

like i GET IT. you wanna develop naraku and make him more powerful by overcoming his kikyo emotions n shit

but it's just EVERYTIME it's EVERY. FUCKING. TIME. she can't do ANYTHING on her own anymore!!!!!!! it's boring!!!! why!!!!!!!!

#i take back my take back rumiko DID fumble her shit #man this is saddening i cant wait to be done actually #siiiiigh #she's not even being as bitchy and mean anymore!!! #why!!!!!! #i wanna see her threaten to throw kagome off a cliff and kill her again #where did THAT kikyo go #WHERE IS SHE RUMIKO #THE DEMANDING SHONEN PIPELINE RUINING POTENTIAL STELLAR STORYLINE AS EVER.......... #kikyo #inuyasha

[andrigyn]

Something that rlly pisses me off about driving down the shore is the toll booths don’t have people operating them, they don’t accept ezpass, and you can only pay with COINS and it has to be exact change

#WHY!!!!!! #andy’s thoughts

[waitineedaname]

different parts of my body are just taking turns being problematic

#last night was one of my classic Nights Of Hip Pain #which is thankfully gone #but somehow last night I managed to fuck up my neck in the middle of the night #so I've had a crick in my neck all day that makes it painful to move my head #WHY!!!!!! #in better news I learned that there's a chiropractor on campus and it's only TEN DOLLARS for grad students #I love you canadian healthcare

[natjennie]

the nausea. always with the nausea....

#why!!!!!!

[petz5]

BRO 💀 i watched oshi no ko and thought it was kinda weird/badly written but fun enough. But i held it at a distance instead of giving the manga a shot bc it seemed like it might go the incest route……… and that turned out to be the right call LMFAO

#incest mention #WHY!!!!!! #WHAT WAS THE POINT. I LIKED THE MURDER MYSTERY

[astromechs]

did you see what gunn said on twitter today abt gamora going back to her “real family” at the end of vol 3 😭

i've freed myself from elon musk's hellscape of a social media platform GHFJDKSJ, so i only googled it when you sent me this ask and uh

why, gunn

why

#asks #caatws #WHY!!!!!!

[bilbao-song]

anybody else have this problem where ur perpetually unintentionally buying clothing that’s like. too big in a Bad way

#like i love intentionally oversized things but it’s like #every skirt or pair of pants i buy has to be secured w like #a safety pin or a fucking binder clip #why!!!!!! #i have a few theories (lack of dressing rooms in stores + me buying things on clearance and just hoping it works etc.) but ??????????? #it’s like every single time #tbf i have no idea what size i actually wear bc clothing sizes make no sense anyway #nonsense rambling

[applejongho]

that's some real máqéné (fancy maknae) shit

#AARRGHHHHHHHH WHY DOES HE!!!!!!!!! #WHY!!!!!! #apple lady words

[blackcatanna]

When I finally decide to give Mass Effect a proper go, click "Play" on Steam and it opens FUCKING ORIGIN and demands I UPDATE THE BASTARD...

#WHY!!!!!! #UPDATING ORIGIN ALWAYS FUCKS UP MY SIMS 3 #JUST LEAVE ME BE #Yes my Tumblr has now become The Place Where I Whine About Stuff That's Too Trivial To Bother My Friends With #Every time I update that motherfucker it resets all my Sims 3 settings and breaks any mods I have installed #IT IS MY NEMESIS

[homunculusalphonse]

fma 03 fandom: alfons and al are not the same person-

me: go on

fma 03 fandom: -which is why alfons is actually ed's lover!

me: NO!!!!!

#captain's log #fma 03 #fma cos #incest tw #i hate this fandom #WHY WOULD ED BE ROMANTICALLY ATTRACTED TO SOMEONE WHO LOOKS LIKE HIS LITTLE BROTHER #WHY!!!!!! #you make me fucking sick #ranting #caps

[noodle8]

what do fallout artists and writers have against the super mutant companions, I swear every two days theres the most beautiful piece of art or writing that includes everyone but fawkes/lily/strong

#not art #IM SORRY BUT LIKE #why!!!!!! #super mutant

[dromaeo-sauridae]

why in the world are people copying my tags on purpose yall are so weird

#not like my tags from reblogged stuff someone just reblogged my art post and put prev tags: then copied my tags!??!!??! #why!!!!!! #personal i guess

[spoonbenders]

god i am so fucking tired of movies being two and three hours long and episodes of tv shows being like 40 minutes to an hour long like . please im too much of a gargantuan idiot to comprehend this film about blue people

#WHY!!!!!!

[motivationseeker]

I feel okay except for the random pangs of sadness

#why!!!!!! #he ended up being a massive DICK to me!!