#''lol''

[stxrmcatcher]

He goes outside, leaning on his balcony as he sees a hot air balloon lazily passing by. Takes a deep breath...

“FUCK YOU!!!!!”

...aaaaand after a few seconds lets out the long, tired whine, moving his hands on his eyes and then up through his hair   He just... wanted a break. Is this too much to ask?

[lotstradamus]

Lottie 👀 Now that you are a go on hockey, is there a chance you will be reading the iconic Gay Hockey Webcomic OMG Check Please?

someone actually recced Check Please! to me in 2016 when I was in the middle of defending myself from The Foxhole Court recs coming from all sides, and, MUCH TO EVERYONE’S SURPRISE, in a moment of weakness I read the whole thing.

I probably won’t catch up because I would have to read it all from the start as I erased it from my memory to make room for things that weren’t sport, BUT currently googling ‘flyers players mic’d up’ and ‘sebastian aho how tall’ and going to one (1) EIHL game a week isn’t sufficiently feeding my hyperfixation so IF ANYONE HAS ANY RECS OF HOCKEY THINGS TO READ/WATCH/LISTEN TO I WOULD PROBS DO IT 

ETA: everyone is reccing me fic for 5739265 different pairings across 32 teams with no context or introductory videos/message essays and I don’t have a clue who tf anyone is. WEAK reccing game, y’all. sorry to these men.

[purezavacia]

Outside the pit of shadows he wrested himself from, Ulquiorra spent all of his time as a hollow alone. As he was a most unusual hollow with no mouth, no ears, no nose, no other way to interact with the world around him than by sight or claw, he had no real desire to seek companionship in the first place. There was nothing he could do to make them understand him, or for him to understand them.

Most other hollows kept well away from him upon sensing that heavy reiatsu anyway, so thick it was with despair. None would ever come close.  And if they tried, the sheer density of that despair would make quick work of them – in one sense or another.

Even upon first becoming an Arrancar, he was alone. He holed himself up in his prison of crystal, content to stay in that isolation until the end of days, hoping to lose himself in its cold embrace, to finally wither away into the nothingness he so desperately craved.

Rumor spread that the giant mass of crystal branches he attempted to die in was a cursed place, unsafe for any hollow to approach no matter how brazen. 

So they all continued to stay well away.

[strategion]

Isn’t it time someone put you out of your misery?

“ is it, then? “ 

and what was one mere shadow when faced with an abyss? jericho swain had peered into the darkness of the void, yes. but even it paled in comparison with the darkness that lurked within the heart of mankind. he had seen it at its darkest points, and walked in its shadow.

“ your time in ionia has dulled you then, i see. a noxian does not boast or threaten; he takes action.” 

the boy fancied himself an ionian, perhaps to dull whatever sense of compassion he had for a broken people. indeed, even the grand general could admit that compassion and mercy were attractive subjects, the people loved them so—they did have a nice ring to them. 

however. it was mercy that the grand general lacked.

a hand gently swept the dust from his coat, a single eye remained fixated upon his little visitor. 

“do not tell me you have forgotten that.”

@godshadowed

[strategion]

‘ my anger is righteous. '

Ah yes, the stories of righteous anger. The fire that will burn the unjust and the evil, vanquished. But blood is still blood, no wrath is righteous. Only bloody.  And indeed, no matter how much one coated wrath with flowers, it still remained vile and acidic.

Swain muses upon this, his long, clawed fingers carve small trails upon the throne. The air grew denser, and thick with magic.. His own anger lingers, much like an omen.

   “Are you certain you’ve not formed alliances with Demacia? I do believe I have heard that statement before.” 

[witchblade]

chuckled chily

[jhenne-bean]

Everyone is getting on my nerves or otherwise testing me today, and I'm about to snap in every last one of them lol.

Harboring very "UNTIL I SEE MY NOTES APPLIED--" energy out here, atm.