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[garnetislovegarnetislife]

How are we feeling about the concept of a song competition in an upcoming fic I’m planning on working on?

Hate it

Neutral on it

Love it

Voting ended onJul 14

[eliteunicorns]

Me browsing da spinterest tag

"Wow I cant believe its been five years since the divorce."

[thehauntedarchives]

Oh yk. Mild anxiety attack, from being back around a hospital. Maybe it fucked me more than I thought 🧍

[sunspotblinded]

Thinking about my boyfriend tonight gamers

[rottnbrunette]

𓂃৻ꪆ𓂃

if nicholas were to describe eriks— well, vash, as anything, it’d be gentle. he was a gentle giant, really. as well as stubborn, annoyingly pacifistic, sometimes downright idiotic. lina would nod in accordance to the former, having him as a sort of father, perhaps big brother— if only momentarily. and he could tell vash enjoyed having something to nurse after julai, something to focus on and care for because he would never let something like that happen again— to her, to granny sheryl, anybody else, and later came him. 

that’s why he agreed to accompany wolfwood. never again, vash would chant in the confines of his mind whilst cradling and cradling his gun. lina had to be rescued, and he did just that all-too swiftly. it’s like no time had gone by, vash was almost ashamed of it. it meant no matter how hard he tried, he could not run away from who he was, where he came from and what made him stand out from everyone else around him. he could not run from what he was meant to do. shamefully, wolfwood came to remind him of that. them’s the breaks.

vash was also kind (despite it all). loving to everyone around him even as those who experienced it hadn’t deserved it. he was a protector. he was emotional. people hated him but he didn’t hate them. and wolfwood, in his own stubbornness, resented it. it pissed him off and he did not understand it. he could grab vash by his collar and bare his teeth, and vash would merely smile. why should he smile? why should it cause his own clenching hand to stutter? 

“why do you do that?” wolfwood managed to utter.

vash lifted his chin, responding with an easy question, “what?”

wolfwood curses, “you can’t save everyone, no matter how hard you try. it’s gonna kill ya saving people who can’t be saved, you want that?”

vash begins to smile, and his companion swears he’s never been more frustrated in his life. it’s futile, wolfwood already knows how empty it is despite the lift of his lips. “i can try. i will try, no matter how difficult it ends up being. i made that promise a while ago to someone i care about deeply.” wolfwood almost falters. he blows smoke from the corner of his lip (as much as he wants to blow it directly into the typhoon’s face) and loosens his grip, grunting, “why do i even bother?” he can feel vash’s shoulders shake minutely with laughter before finding his footing once more, faux arm clapping sweetly onto the priest’s shoulder. this was an act of commiseration. it’s a shame wolfwood couldn’t hate him.

[persistent-wallflower]

Nothing I want more than to fall asleep in the arms of somebody who loves me right after he came in my mouth every day

[sol-el]

My husband and I are doing this fun thing where we are writing each other fics that are very specific to each other's interests. I'm writing him double major character death and he's writing, well, spacesuit fucking

[roseofthewind]

No spoilers but do the 25時 Nightcord members just all take turns having a breakdown

Like they're all having a mental health crisis always but out of consideration for each other only one of them is having a complete breakdown at any given time