#make her happy

[internetgreatesthits]

[passionpittt]

oh mel i’m so scared for you please be ok

it’s been a day already give her even a little bit of joy and whimsy back

[iwishiwereagirlfr]

Tell that trans girl who says “Uhm, I guess anything is, uh, fine, really…” when you ask her for her pronouns that she’s the prettiest girl ever. It is your sacred duty and she deserves it.

[suave1foru]

Find yours

[ellie-in-your-walls]

OK, NOW THAT SARA IS ON VACATION, I GOTS AN IDEA!!!

So, most of us know that she's not been feeling the greatest lately... so, I thought mabey we could try to bring some smiles into her face by ABSOLUTELY FLOODING HER ASK BOX OR WHATEVER WITH FANART!!!!! Whaddya think!? Ru with me!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!!!

Also ,while your at it, you can pray for her!!!! Prayer always works, in one way or another!!!

If you don't know who Sara is, here's a link to her page!

Sara-the-wizard

So, whaddya say? Ya wanna make someone smile?

The LORD bless you!!!

Matthew 28:18-20

[euesworld]

[silvergrovelillies]

𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝙸𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝙼𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝙻𝚒𝚎𝚜

[flowers-for-fischl-a]

@zenchiii​ asked:

Petting her head , Mei smiles the same as she always had at her precious Fischl . ' Don't worry , you're doing just fine . ♥ '

                How long had it been since she’d really been comforted?

        Two years? More? She had been reclusive outside of physical therapy after the incident, and the one who had made her these arms... The one who mentored her on how to use them, how to adjust to their weight and the lack of feeling...

        He could hardly have been called a comforting teacher. More like a psychopath with wolf ears and a terminal illness.

“Mom..?”

        When Mei’s hand reached out, she wasn’t sure what to expect. It didn’t seem like Mei would attack her, but her mentor had only ever made her fight and constantly work to learn how to use her arms.

        The hand finds purchase on Fischl’s head with the pats and pets, and there’s that smile - a smile so sincere it hurts her. Already she can feel tears threatening to well at the corner of her eye... Before Mei speaks. 

                It breaks her.

        Fischl breaks down at that, tears flowing from her visible eye readily as she lunges forward to hug Mei close. She wanted to feel the warmth of the one she called Mother, wanted to eat her cooking, to make her proud. All things she felt had lost with her arms, lost when they were replaced with cold, unfeeling metal... 

        In that moment, she is a child again - gripping tightly with cold metal, trying to cling onto someone she desperately wants to stay with. She wants to keep what family of hers that still lives close to her, the pain and sorrow of loss deep in her heart.

“I... I-I’m tyring... I’m r-really t-trying...”