#x. f u l l o f m e m o r i e s | d a s h c o m m e n t a r y

[luxmoogle]

Your bio says you can be bribed with lux, but what about 13 postcards I found randomly? Would you take those?

..THIRTEEN????

#XIII #1101 1101 1101 1101 #X I I I #DARKNESS #1101 1101 1101 1101 1101 1101 1101 1101 1101 1101 #13 #DOOR TO DARKNESS #ABYSS #d a r k n e s s i s h a l f o f e v e r y t h i n g #d a r k n e s s #a m e a n i n g l e s s e f f o r t #oNe who knows n o t h i n g #can u n d er sta n d n o t h i n g

[biitchcakes]

@danversiism texted: ( sms ) please ask your princess to stop asking me if he's a top. // unprompted !

Jessica simply blinks at the message, unsure whether she was more bemused or amused. To BE or A, that is the question.

[ ✉ ⤷ carebear ✨ : ] done

[ ✉ ⤷ carebear ✨ : ] give me two minutes

❝ Hey baaaaaabe ? ❞ She calls into the void of the apartment, hearing movement downstairs and deciding to head toward it. Finding @mastcrmarksman, Jess greets him with a head tilt and a raise of her phone. ❝ Ya wanna explain to me why you're trying to get my bestie to guess your sexual. . . uh, PROCLIVITIES ? ❞ A smile breaks across her lips. ❝ Because, pfft, you think she doesn't already know the answer ? PRINCESS ? ❞ She giggles, waving the phone slightly side to side for emphasis.

❝ It's not fair polling her, stop harassing the poor woman. She's heard enough from me, trust me. ❞ Jessica tosses her phone to her boyfriend. ❝ Text her right now and APOLOGISE ⸺ yes, I'm serious. ❞

#AJFKSD #sillies the three of them #*i love them* #( i n b o x . ) #( v. t h e f r i e n d g i r l . ) #( j e s s i c a & c a r o l // d a n v e r s i i s m . ) #( j e s s i c a & c l i n t // m a s t c r m a r k s m a n . ) #danversiism #mastcrmarksman #( q u e u e . )

[cherrybomb-xoy]

AHKKAJJKISKLSXSJAKOLZLDLSKAMMDJDJDJDJJNFNRCHKK

#a #b #c #d #e #f #g #h #i #j #k #l #m #n #o #p #q #r #s #t #u #v #w #x #y #z

[darkheartedprince]

" . . . Hey . Can we talk ? Please ? "

#silvcrignis #x. c : k e i r a #x. s h o r t a n d s w e e t | c o n v o #x. o o c | don't kill me but this is on the new editor #x. m a k i n g s h a d e s o f p u r p l e o u t o f r e d a n d b l u e | c l o s e d

[fluffykittyscientist]

I wanted to say something like "the pain remembering 46 alphabet letters" but then I remembered the non-Latin scripts

#because it's not just basic abcdef #it's something like #a á ä b c č d ď dz dž e é f g h ch i í j k l ľ ĺ m n ň o ó ô p q r ŕ s š t ť u ú v w x y ý z ž #and i don't understand how people cannot remember the order of 46 characters #van's post #<- slovak language fan

[simp-for-long-hair]

I made a font! 💕🌸✨️ ngl, in my humble opinion I lowkey think it's hella cute 😅

@swayamev @yeh-mera-deewanapan-hai

Free to download from my ko-fi shop! Link in the source 💕

#artists on tumblr #illustration #drawing #doodle #bullet journal #bujo aesthetic #free fonts #fonts #lettering #calligraphy #pen and ink #aesthetic #cute #pink #it's available to download both as a ttf file and an otf file #characters included: #! & ' ( ) #- . / 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 : ? A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z • ♡ #I SPELT INSPIRED WRONG! #😭😭😭😭 #PLEASE JUST IGNORE IT #dying 😭

[marshber]

ok. i'm ok. calm. peaceful. noise cancelling headphones with rainforest sounds on. we're good.

#OH MY OGFDOGFDGKLOICFMDL #BV MBVGL;FDKVCF;LX #.232WLOP33K12323O1 #A B C D E F G #H I J K L M N O P #Q R S T U V W #X Y Z #1 2 3 1 2 3

[gisdotnet]

I need to mess with cookie comic creator more fr 

#a b c d e f g h I j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z

[yourgirlsfriday]

          “You look good enough to eat,” Niobe murmurs, looking up with a smile. “I think you in a sweater might be the best look I’ve seen on you.” 

#c. niobe #i. niobe x wanda #( mail | g i f t ) #( mail | s u b m i s s i o n ) #( nephilimofretribution | a n s w e r e d ) #( mail | a n s w e r e d ) #( of gods; a n g e l s; magic; and m y s t e r y | biblical wildcard ) #illbringthechaosmagic

[higherxhigher]

Somewhat plotted starter for: @all-the-muses and @words-of-honor

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"Smoke in the air! Smoke in the air! Smoke in the air! Deploying countermeasures! Dagger three defending! Dagger two defending! Pheonix, on your six! We're taking damage!"

The fight is chaos. Before they could even make it to their target, five 5th Gen fighters seemed to come from nowhere, their radars missing them until it was too late. Their formation almost instantly dissolved into a free-for-all dogfight the small, three-pilot strike team was sure to lose.

Lizzie struggles to make heads or tails of anything. Communication had dissolved with their formation, everyone's voices overlapping into a panicked cacophony no one could quite keep up with.

"Shit! I'm out of flares!" A voice comes over the comms, all too familiar, just before Lizzie registers the explosion somewhere to her right and below.

"Bradley!" she practically shrieks into the comms, twisting as best she could to search the cloud of debris for the white field of a parachute, but the jets were moving too fast and the scene was too low for Lizzie to see for more than a second.

Still, it's only when her fighter careens to the right that she faces forward again, quickly leveling the F/A-18E out once again. Suddenly, she is acutely aware of the mask over her face, pressed firmly against her skin; the heavy weight of her helmet as the G-force pushes against her; the way her G-suit squeezes around her limbs. Her breath comes in quick, ragged gasps as she barely pulls her fighter up out of the way of a new missile, deploying a stream of flares until she catches the sight of fire and smoke behind her.

Was she losing oxygen somewhere? Her lungs ache and her head swims like she is, but she doesn't have time to ponder it. Somewhere ahead of her, a missile collides with Pheonix and Bob's plane, sending the fighter up in smoke. She's quick to push her own jet into a sharp right, turning the jet onto its side to miss the cloud of debris, but now the comms are too silent. The only sound was that of her own breath sounding back to her and then the high-pitched tone warning of another missile on her tail.

"Smoke in the air!" she repeats for no one but the men and women keeping track of the mission from the carrier. "Dagger two defending! Shit...shit, shit, shit..."

There's only seconds between the realization that her own plane has run out of the flares and the impending impact, but Liz is quicker to respond than she has ever had to be before - pulling the ejection handle in just enough time to miss the explosion as it rattled the air around her.

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The reaching branches of the evergreen trees below snag her parachute, tangling it around themselves and making the landing end more abruptly than it should have. The ground below her is still at least ten feet away but the branches provide easy footing as soon as she reaches for them. Her feet now securely planted on the closest branch, Lizzie uses one hand to hold onto another and then the other to free herself from the harness of her seat. Once freed, she climbs her way down to an acceptable height and drops the rest of the way when the branches end. Despite the way TV depicts it, snow is not as soft as it looks but short of the jarring motion and a fall backward as she loses her balance, Liz comes out of the ordeal mostly unscathed.

Glancing up at the sky, she finds only smoke lingering in the air but she knows the quiet is only a temporary respite. The enemy would want them dead but the density of the forest would require a ground approach versus an aerial one. Unfortunately, there was no telling how long it would take ground troops to respond without knowing where the nearest base was but either way, she would have some sort of headstart.

If only she planned on taking it.

If she had survived, there was a chance - however small - that Bradley, Pheonix, and Bob could still be alive somewhere back there and she sure as hell was not going to leave this country unless she was one hundred percent sure they had not made it through. The hardest part, aside from surviving, would be finding them. In the chaos, she had not been able to keep track of exactly where they went down or double back to bring herself closer to them. Pheonix and Bob would be the closest but Bradley's fighter had to have gone down miles back.

Lizzie had barely been walking twenty minutes when the sound engines rumbled behind her. The yellow gleam of their headlights was already visible in the fading daylight. Sucking in a breath, she pushed herself into a sprint just as the sound of gunfire began.

Bullets sent snow flying at her ankles and lodged into trees but it wasn't until a sudden burst of searing pain ripped through her thigh that she stumbled, knees colliding hard with the frozen ground. A pained cry escaped her lips before she could stop it.

Adrenaline and desperation made the pain manageable enough that she quickly pushed herself back to her feet, moving to run again before she had even straightened. Lizzie managed another hundred yards before the ground gave way to a steep drop into a ravine littered with frozen underbrush. Quick stumbling steps got her part of the way down but eventually, the snow slid under her feet and she had to move the rest of the way on her bottom. Ducking under a newly fallen tree, she watched three jeeps filled with armed soldiers pass her by through the dying needles and the snow they had accumulated.

It wouldn't be long until they doubled back, realizing that she had to have gone a different way, but she's confident enough that she has a minute to examine the blood staining her G-suit and the hole torn straight through the muscle and flesh beneath. The bullet must have barely missed the bone. The first time she notices the tremble in her fingers is as she fumbles for the medical kit in her pack, struggling to open it and lacking the dexterity to cut through the gauze and bandages properly. Biting down on her lip, the next cry of pain is reduced to a high-pitched whine followed by a long, low groan as she packed the wound with gauze and wrap it tightly with the bandage. Her head instantly seems to fill with something dense and heavy, forcing her to close her eyes against a wave of nausea and the darkness that begins to encroach on the edges of her vision.

Blinking rapidly, she sucks in a deep breath and forces her eyes open once again as she pushes herself back to her feet. The pain is beginning to settle in full but she does not have the time to let it slow her down so, despite the deep throbbing and the sharp pain that tore through her nerves with each movement, Lizzie climbed from the ravine and forced herself into a half-assed run, silently hoping the falling snow would cover the prints her boots left on the ground before those jeeps circled back.

#;; t h r e a d s ( l i z z i e & b r a d l e y & p h e o n i x & b o b ) #;; v e r s e ( 0 0 1 ) #;; a l l t h e m u s e s #;; w o r d s o f h o n o r #// please don't ask me what the mission was or who the enemy is #I did not think that far #but ya'll wanted high stakes and I am delivering anyway xD

[pctaldrunk]

i’m absolutely w e e p i n g about how h.ua c.heng’s attitude toward x.ie l.ian is really “do anything you want. if the sky falls down, i got it.” 

#ooc : give me a second I need to get my story straight #((I JUST THINK)) #((x.l is so cautious he thinks so much)) #((and ofc he always goes w/ what he feels is r i g h t after all that)) #((but like just the i d e a)) #((that he coul djust d o something without reevaluating it 10 x as the 800+ yo who has been through hell)) #((who is sometimes scared of hi m s e l f)) #((bc someone said 'stop thinking so hard just do it i got u')) #((lies down)) #((rolls around on the floor)) #((t.gcf reread is going well as u can see))

[koushirouizumi]

{DigiAdv Tri.} ~ K Y O U S E I + H I K A R I vs " H O M E O S T A S I S " ? Y G G D R A S I L

"GET OUT!!!"

"T O M O D A C H I," - Hikari "..." - Meiko, Notably B l i n k i n g in S t u n n e d S u r p r i s e

"YURUSENAI!!!"

{ "I WON'T F O R G I V E Y O U !!!" }

(Cue f l a s h to Y G G D R A S I L, Above Hikari)

Gifs by @izzyizumi / @koushirouizumi {DO NOT R E P O S T} {DO NOT R E P R O D U C E MY WORKS WITHOUT MY P E R M I S S I O N UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES} (Please ASK to Use)

#kyousei cap #kyousei caps #hikamei friendship #tri homeostasis #koushirouizumi tri #koushirouizumi tri cap #koushirouizumi cap #koushirouizumi advs #koushirouizumi tri taichi #koushirouizumi tri hikari #koushirouizumi hikari #koushirouizumi meiko #tri yggdrasil #{tri hikari vs yggdrasil} IS THAT WHAT WE E X P E C T E D YOU TO SAY? {DO YOU K N O W?} #{tri homeostasis vs yggdrasil} the p r o g r a m {can p r o g r a m s be o v e r w r i t t e n?} vs the true m a n i p u l a t o r #{yggdrasil} {'''mysterious man'''} a big part of why T A I C H I becomes a digital world A M B A S S A D O R in THE F U T U R E #{hikari vs homeostasis} I WONT F O R G I V E Y O U !!! {GET OUT OF MY B O D Y} #{tri hikari and meiko} T O M O D A C H I ... !!! #(GUESS WHOS REWATCHING AGAIN FINDING LIKE x10+ MORE P A R A L L E L S AND D E T A I L S)

[darkheartedprince]

x. @tragidies sent:

kaito’s skipping stones on the water when riku comes up, only acknowledging him with a nod before he speaks, gesturing to the pile of rocks next to him. in a silent invitation. ‘the ocean’s pretty calm today.’ he tosses another rock along the water, watching it skip a few times before it sinks. ‘think it means there’s a storm coming.’ a brief pause before he sits, looking out at the water. ‘’m sorry. about everything. i know i’ve….been a shit brother.’

Their mom had told him where to find Kaito . He didn't really think anything of it , but it sounded like he should heed her words with caution . It took him time , but slowly he made his way towards the sea . The only place that mattered , it seemed , not just for Riku but for Kaito as well .

The ocean was where the two of them parted ways . . . and both of them NEVER looked back , for one reason or another .

" --Yeah . . . seems that way . . . "

Aquamarine eyes glanced down at his twin brother , then over to the pile of rocks . He could take a hint . He sat on the [ [ o p p o s i n g ] ] side of the rocks , making sure there remained distance between the two of them . While Kaito tossed rocks into the gentle waves , Riku just grabbed one and fiddled with it between his callused fingers .

Quietly , he listened to his brother's words . He wanted to say so many things . At least his older brother apologized , but . . . there felt like there's been more words to say . In silence , Riku watched as the rock sank beneath the waves . He had no words . . . and yet , he needed to have words to say . Though , silence was an answer too .

". . . " Riku took a deep breath , but didn't let his eyes [ [ f a l t e r ] ] from the waves .

". . . Why did you want to apologize . . .?" He asked quietly , ". . . Did mom put you up to this. . .?"

Perhaps that wasn't the right question to ask , but it was the question that came out of his mouth . Ever since Kaito and Riku had come back they were different . They were different the older that they got to , but this was different from that . Fights were HARSHER , words were sharper . . . and their bond as siblings seemed to be on edge .

Riku swore they'd never recover .

He looked down at the rock then tossed it as far as it would go . After it skipped twice then sank into the water , Riku pulled his knees into his chest and sighed .

" . . .This shit's not going to fix itself over a little apology. You know that. . ." His eyes fell slightly from the water to the shore , ". . . and so do I."

#x. c : k a i t o #x. t w o h a l v e s o f t h e s a m e u n i v e r s e | c l o s e d #tragidies #x. b o t t l e d l e t t e r s | a n s w e r e d #x. o o c | written with beta editor

[degenerate-mystery-inc-whore]

Not to be a tagwhore but

#a #b #c #d #e #f #g #h #i #j #k #l #m #n #o #p #q #r #s #t #u #v #w #x #y #z #surely this will work? #right?

[rootsandflcwers]

@thisvastmultiverse’s Freya said: “You’re doing so well, Roxane. You’re almost ready to meet little Brianna! Do you need to push?”

———

Roxane gives a few quick shakes of her head as she breathes her way through another contraction. She isn’t sure what needing to push is going to feel like but she has been told she’ll know when the time comes and right now, all she’s thinking about is how much it hurts and the fact that her husband is not here.

“Have you seen my husband?” she asks as the contraction passes and the pain eases. “He should be here.”

#;; t h r e a d s ( r o x a n e & f r e y a ) #;; v e r s e ( 0 0 2 ) #;; t h i s v a s t m u l t i v e r s e

[senjuscrolls]

Tag drop-

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