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so im gonna make a jeritza
i drew a modern edelgard for a rp group im in and GOD i love her
@dualcrests / starter call.
“ now now, lysithea. you’re almost asleep on your feet. let me help, at the very least. ” and here it comes; you spit words of hypocrisy like the ocean you hate so very much. lies are the foam. you think too deeply about things that matter too little. “ there is nothing wrong with accepting help. it doesn’t make you any less strong, or any less mature. if anything, there’s a certain kind of maturity in accepting help. ” says you, who stands alone, so utterly alone. says you, who shall not accept help from anyone. ah, but it’s different for you. you’re twisted and bitter and beyond saving. “ it won’t take long if we both do our part. ”
Black Eagles
@arrowsfly / starter call.
“ ashe. it is ashe, isn’t it? ” you turn your head slightly, tilt, smile. pale lashes flicker with thought. you’re a little more distant to those outside your own house. it’s for the best. they’re not about to follow you. there’s no way they would. but you have a facade to maintain, as flimsy and obvious as it may be. “ you were cooking today, weren’t you? it was incredible. please, let me know the next time you are on kitchen duty. you have a lot of talent. ” you do not slip the perhaps you would join the empire, we have use for people like you. in there, because. because you know he won’t. but... well, his cooking is very good. perhaps, if you find his corpse in the war that’s soon to follow, you’ll think kindly of this time.
tentative & selective starter call !
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HI GUYS its me loki sorry i havent been around lately ! i’ve been having a Rough Time but i want to try to get back into writing edelgard again ! i’ll be posting a starter call soon
sometimes ur a bastard and then 5 years pass and the weight of your trauma and all the shitty things you’ve done hit you like a fucking truck and ur not a bastard anymore
“And I still mourn the person I could’ve been; that gullible child that never grew quite right.”
— does anyone know where unrealized versions of yourself go once they’ve been killed? (✯)
i love calling my self a Bitch but if a man calls me a bitch im gonna step on his throat an snap his neck
ill do the rest of the asws tomorrow when i have time im snnnz now
and you’ll feel bad because you could’ve. @sethleann
like this and maybe ill make an asw edit based on your muse.
SWALLOW THEM. SWALLOW THEM WHOLE - your mouth is the monster’s mouth, and your wings are those of a beast. ironic, and ugly, and beautiful. SWALLOW THEM: those who tore you apart when you were just a girl. you have not been a girl for years. SWALLOW THEM. swallow the earth and spit it out anew. SWALLOW THEM. you’re hungry. this whole land must feed your ambition. / indie & selective headcanon based & canon divergent edelgard von hresvelg. written by loki.
‘ i struggle not to feel guilty ’
between you and these bones / accepting.
ah, you know guilt. here it is, pressed within you, in your very core : why you? why not them? why are you here, when your siblings lay dead on enbarr’s floor, burned to ashes because the bodies would be too hard to bury? ah, you know guilt - you know the swing of the axe, you know the hiss of flesh being torn, the snap of bone being rendered. you know, you know. you know it all so well that looking at dimitri is like looking in a mirror, sometimes.
and it infuriates you - you ! you cannot rely on anyone. this is how you live your life. you lean on hubert, because you have no choice but to otherwise. but were it up to you - were it possible - you would have no connection with people at all. dimitri infuriates you because he has that connection. a brother’s stranglehold on your heart, a last gift from a mother who saw you as only a lamb to the slaughter. nothing more, and nothing less.
“you have little reason to feel guilty. you bear a heavy weight. that is no reason to feel guilt.”
who are you talking to, in this moment? yourself, or him? ( was there any difference, in your head, ever? )