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[sunribs]

ꕤ   .     ᐟ     @kudakenai   .          ❀  ˖  °     touma   .

the too-bright sun beams into the open window of the classroom ; the teacher drones on as if touma lives within a comic. disgruntled & tired, the writing on the board blends together while he wipes his eyes to try clarifying the words. his attention to the lesson is quickly leaving, the prodigal son YET AGAIN goes off with his mouth in his hands, with his eyes left somewhere to a place he thinks he may go. “ i thought he'd never let us go. does this shit on purpose. ”

[pellucidox]

@vantastm asked:  ❛ trying to forget is not the same as leaving ❜

                                           you  place  a  hand  on  your  friend’s  arm  ,    delicately  .    while  you  hated  the  fact  that  your  friend  seems  to  be  down  in  the  dumps  ,    you  also  can’t  help  but  be  excited  that  he’s  deciding  to  be  vulnerable  near  you  .    it  meant  that  you  were  a  trusted  friend  of  his  .    you  wouldn’t  simply  let  this  moment  pass  .

                                           this  is  everything  you’ve  ever  been  waiting  for  !    a  moment  to  show  how  truly  amazing  you  were  as  a  friend  ,     to  let  karkat  know  he  made  the  right  choice  to  accept  you  into  his  life  .    one  wrong  word  and  you  might  ruin  everything  ,    but  it  was  a  risk  you  were  willing  to  take  .

                                           besides  ,    you  had  a  lot  of  experience  in  the  area  of  forgetting  .

                                           gently  ,    you  bring  up  how  he  may  not  be  leaving  physically  ,    but  mentally  and  spiritually  .    trying  to  forget  is  like  leaving  a  part  of  yourself  behind  ,    abandoning  that  part  of  your  life  .    even  if  you  don’t  like  it  ,    shouldn’t  you  embrace  it  ?    after  all  ,    it’s  part  of  what  makes  you  ,    you  !    

[seeksfortune-blog]

does diana believe in the supernatural?

in pretty much all her verses, diana’s the person who needs to have hard evidence that the supernatural exists. in the mainverse, she comes around after she’s done a few hunts and she’s moved into the old family manor house. diana moved in shortly after her mother’s death, and she never had a very good relationship with her mother. she used to dismiss the sudden cold breezes she felt as just odd little drafts here and there. but as she was reading through some of her father’s old journals, diana made a snide comment about a cute loving comment he’d made in the margins about diana’s mother, she felt one of those “drafts” immediately after she spoke. it was as if her mother had tried smacking the back of her head from the spirit world.

so she hasn’t laid a hand on any of her parents personal documents like that since then. those are securely stored up in one of the attics unless someone else goes up there with her to analyze them.

@laxmibai — give tia headcanon ideas!

[nouvaltair]

I don't have access to my icons right now, but just imagine that Maes is making the most 'done with this' face to ever be on his face. Ever.

He might have been saved by weird alchemical bullshit but that doesn't mean he has to like the stupid worm.

Comments stay inside thoughts, though.

[upsides]

＊ ‎☆⠀ .. ⁱⁿᵇᵒˣ : RANDOM QUESTION PROMPTS , CURRENTLY ACCEPTING. .. @felt1t , will. “ WHY DO THEY TREAT ME LIKE THAT? ”

the lockers still ring with this afterimage of laughter that wasn't ever funny to begin with. the belly has already come and gone and the hallway keeps steady the way hallways are meant to, bodies flowing around the wreckage of lucas and will without ever stopping. junior high has never been a place to pause and assess the damage done to the "little guys".

will is still on the ground when lucas reaches him. not down down, nothing cinematic, but doubled with palms flat and knees scabbed. lucas's chest does that little thing it does in moments like these ( ... ) hitch sharp, memories loading. IT MIGHT BE A DIFFERENT HALLWAY, BUT THE MATH IS STILL THE SAME: he's been there and it's always dumb kids with dumber reasons and too much room to swing their dumb arms around. “  they're assholes. ” he says, one hand out like muscle memories and clock works and such. lucas takes will by the hand, as they don't have to negotiate this part, and he pulls will to his feet with a grunt. “  they treat everybody like that. ” a beat. then comes the correction because lucas isn't stupid and will isn't stupid. “  okay, no, they don't. but you don't have to let 'em ! ”

lucas reaches for will's backpack without much asking to, fixing the strap that's been twisted up and brushing off the dust. ( A SMALL THING, BUT IT MATTERS ALL THE SAME. ) he remembers a time, sixth grade, behind the gym and both of them bleeding a bit and laughing because they looked utterly ridiculous. he remembers dustin attempting to fix lucas's busted bookbag strap with electrical tape as though that would ever work. it hadn't.

“  maybe you should start punchin' people. ” lucas continues, nodding once, solid and decisive. he's cracked the code ! “  like .. emotionally punch. ” and lucas makes a weak jab in the air.

[chiefhop]

＊ ‎☆⠀  .. ⁱⁿᵇᵒˣ : last of us starters , CURRENTLY ACCEPTING. .. @dawnade , eleven. “ YOU CAN'T BE STUPID LIKE THIS. ”

THE CABIN CONSPIRES HERE IN THE WITHERED WOODS. it gathers its pine-sapped walls inward with the patience of something that has learned to wait out the storms. hawkins exists somewhere else, danger exists everywhere. jim hopper runs hot, he always has. arguments ignite him faster than any logic ever could, fear metabolizing into anger because at least anger moves and doesn't sit quietly and watch the people it loves march back toward the fire. eleven stands across from him, still as a held breath. ( SHE LOOKS CAPABLE, FOR ONE. ) sharpened by her skill and survival and forged by horrors that rewrote her nervous system. she also looks like someone who has already decided, for another.

“ don't call me stupid, jane. ” WORDS TOO HARD. they're already bruised around the edges and burning. “ i'm not being stupid. ” yes, he is. god, of course he is. “ you think i don't know the odds ? huh ? ” a breath, ragged and shallow and sharp. “ the math turns real ugly once you're in it. ”

the math he means isn't numbers, not really. it's jungle rot and body bags and hospital rooms. IT'S KNOWING EXACTLY HOW MANY SECONDS IT TAKES TO LOSE SOMEONE AND SPENDING THE REST OF YOUR LIFE COUNTING BACKWARD FROM THERE. “ you are not going. ” each word drops in heavy. “ end. of. story. ” hop's barricade building with his bare hands. the crawl isn't only lethal, it's exposing and it's the variable he doesn't parade because secrecy has become their shared bones, a second skeleton, and he will not watch her crack it open out of principle.

[necatus]

canon-separated indie & end!verse 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 understood in supernatural, horror, & apocalyptic universes. imagined by the angel zachariah.

┏━━━ 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 ━━━┓

𝟎𝟏. this blog and writer are both 21+. basic respect & etiquette required. 𝟎𝟐. the story here is the ENDVERSE, separate from canonical interpretations of dean winchester. best understood as a pocket universe dean, he is the product of the angel zachariah's imagination: all of his worst qualities, fears, and mistakes have informed his existence. he is not a hero. 𝟎𝟑. writing leans into darker themes to explore dean's violence, alcoholism, and deteriorating humanity. HORROR FOCUSED. i have a more light hearted blog somewhere else, so this is for the ugly stuff. 𝟎𝟒. ocs, canons, and crossovers all welcome, including canonical deans & sams. his sam is dead/lucifer's vessel. my carrd will have a more detailed background for this version of dean once it's set up, so keep in mind only the broad strokes of season 1-4 apply. 𝟎𝟓. send prompts?

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[blightworn]

ayati: "you can yell at me later. just let me help you."

⌈@afteriimage | accepting⌋

' no! save your mana, ' he hisses, shaky hands hovering over his mangled leg. ' go back to safety. now, ' he demands. he just needs to wait for more mana, he'll get out of this just fine. no need to drag ayati into this mess.