davidtennantlesbian:

welcome to scorpio season everyone is now legally required to be horny on main for the next month

therealraewest:

Hey do y’all fucks remember two years ago when just before the election all these “don’t vote both parties are bad” or “vote independent!” Posts were going around and then Trump won and now two weeks before midterms there’s all these “don’t bother voting, revolution is the only way!” And “your vote isn’t gonna matter and is an ineffective way to protest” posts are going around? Yeah knock that shit right the fuck off, don’t fall for it and get your ass to the polls, we are not doing this again.

thededfa:

writing-prompt-s:

In the world where whatever you write/draw on your skin will appear on your soulmate’s skin, it can’t be erased by the person who received it. You’ve been writing on your arm to your soulmate for years, but you never got a reply. You thought they were dead or just hate soulmates, so you gave up. Then one day, while partying hard, your asshole bestfriend drew a dick on your cheek, you woke up to find on your belly, in messy handwriting, the word “WTF”. Your stupid ass doesn’t understand why your soulmate decided to write you back now, until you see the neighbor kid who lost both of their arms with a dick very  similar to the one on your face. Damn.

At first you just stare at her, unable to sort through the emotions blaring in your head like a siren shorting out. She gives the normal smile and head nod, but when you don’t respond her eyes narrow and her mouth opens to most likely yell those cutting remarks she’s known for. At this point your brain decides that you should feel the situation is hilarious and you break into giggles. Once the giggles start they quickly grow into hiccuping laughter and you sit on the sidewalk right there by the mailbox to laugh.

She nudges you with her foot. “You all right?”

You force down some giggles to reply, “It’s just, I’ve been dealing with some shit. Y’know, what if I don’t have a soulmate, what if they don’t want me, am I alone in the universe, I’ve been freaking out.” A gust of laughter forces itself out as she sits next to you.

“I’ve been writing to my soulmate on my arm. Long letters, doodles, little notes. They’ve never once answered back. It gets to you.”

She nods sympathetically. “Yeah, I get that.”

“You don’t have any arms.” You feel bad about blurting it out like that, but damn it you’re having a moment.

She rolls her eyes. “Wow. You finally noticed.” She gestures with her prosthetics. “And I’ll have you know I have a lot of arms!”

You snort. “No, I mean-” You realize that your hoodie is hiding your cheek and pull the hood back.

The dick drawn in sharpie catches her eyes and her mouth falls open. “Oh my god! I don’t have arms!”

You lift your shirt to show the shaky WTF in pen. She skillfully catches the hem of her shirt with her prosthetic and shows the matching letters above her belly button.

“So, I’ve been writing to my soulmate but she never got the message.”

She snickers. “You never thought to write on your legs?”

You bump her with your shoulder. “I’ll have you know my legs haven’t seen the light of day in years.”

“I can believe that.”

You stare at her with the giddy realization that you found her. You found your soulmate! “God, I’m such a dumbass.”

The corners of her eyes crinkle with her smile. “I can work with that.”

quirkless-default:

otp: *confesses*

me: nice

otp: *accidentally confesses*

me: n i c E

otp: *accidentally confesses while in a heated argument*

me, fanning myself with my hands: OHOHOHOHOHO N I C E

finding-my-culture:

Every single Native culture is distinct and unique, though many share similarities, and lumping them together is ridiculous. And while some practices are pan-Indian, the vast majority are not.

Kokopelli isn’t “Native American,” He’s Hopi.

Dreamcatchers aren’t “Native American,” they’re Ojibwe.

War bonnets aren’t “Native American,” they’re Plains Indian.

Wendigoag aren’t “Native American,” they’re Algonquian.

Totem poles aren’t “Native American,” they’re Northwest Coastal Indian.

Skinwalkers aren’t “Native American,” they’re Navajo.

Stop homogenizing our cultures. Every Native culture is beautiful and unique and deserves to be treated that way.

kink-tomato:

kink-tomato:

People who want to shut down Ao3 are the antivaxers of fandom tbh

Ao3 & OTW: is the crowning achievement of fandom, protects all fans’ right to create content, maintains a safe and stable archive to host that content without profiteering or interference from corporate interests

Someone too young to remember the dark days of C&D letters and arbitrary deletion: but even though I have no data to support my position I just KNOW it’s harming children!!!

sweetsushiminnow:

Oh Togashi, you poor soul.

I didn’t mind how the series ended in both the anime and manga, but I know it could have been better. I wish that they trusted Togashi’s judgement more with his story.

The idea of a full scale war would have been an awesome idea. It would have been cool to see the unification of human and demon world happen underneath such conditions. The kings were made to be war leaders with their cut throat mentalities, top power, and to see their different tactics based upon their personalities would have been amazing.

The tournament was a lazy man way out but I don’t really blame him for why it went that route, especially with how highly regarded his Dark Tournament arc went, you’d think he’d be able to make that one just as good, but nope. The tournament flopped because it wasn’t a good idea with the direction of the story.

The quality of the story went downhill and it felt that everything was pulled out of the ass and rushed to be finished.

This is where I think he deserved a hiatus. It would’ve been a lot better for the character growth of the 3 king’s and their personality would have been more naturally integrated. Sure the way Yusuke went about it wasn’t too bad, but obviously Togashi’s heart wasn’t in it because he wanted to either create a different kind of story or cut the series off after Chapter Black. 

I love the characters in the three kings. and I think if Togashi was still forced to extend the series, I wish he had more say and was given the breaks for his mental and physical health because he could have done something great with these characters. His heart and soul wasn’t in it anymore, and I personally believe YYH was a lesson for him as a manga artist. Which is why HxH has the hiatuses it does, but in doing so, the quality for the overall series is consistent.

dragalialostimagines:

Hope this works for you!

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dragalialostimagines:

I love your choice in boys, Anon.

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baguette-avocat:

*Mystery Spot*

Dean: *dies for the 236th time*

Gabe: oh my Dad this is so sad Alexa play Heat Of The Moment

dream-your-own-stories:

Balthazar, a bottle of
champagne and a flute in his hands, was casually walking through the
dark house.
Since you had forbidden hooks up while you were
exploiting their welcome, the angel turned to his second favourite
way to spend some time: indulging in some good hedonism. Aka spending
the night in the Jacuzzi with one bottle of champagne.
Yet, while
walking past the game room, something in the corner of his eye made
lured him in.
He still wasn’t used to seeing his brother with his
wings out.
Gabriel was sitting cross-legged in the big couch in
the middle of the room, full involved in his current race in Mario
Kart.
That wasn’t surprising. The youngest archangel had always
been full of energy, never still for long. What was
surprising, instead, was the volume he was keeping the game at. While
it was more than enough for a supernatural being, it was impossible
to hear for a human. Could it be to not disturb those hunters?
Knowing the Trickster, it was more likely the opposite.
And then
another thing struck him as odd. His wings weren’t moving as they
should.
While Gabriel was putting his whole body in the curves of
the game, he was putting a considerate amount of focus on making sure
they stayed rooted to their spot, even going as far as stretching
them to make sure they stayed still.
He took Balthazar only a
couple of steps inside the room to have both his questions
answered.
You were sitting in the couch too. Surely you must have
played too, racing against his brother as usual. Now the joystick
laid abandoned on your lap, as you rested with eyes closed and soft
breaths in your sleep.
And putting all of you weight on one of
Gabriel’s wings, basically using it as a pillow.
Pillow and
blanket, the angel corrected himself, watching amused how said wing
was curving protectively around you body.
He so wanted
to take a picture, but who knows where the Archangel would send him
if he did. The pity.
But apparently Dad wanted to repay him from
this wrong – or He was tired of those two and He was trying to give
them an hint – because as he watched his brother leaned too far on
the side. The couch gave under his movement, and so you followed
until you ended up with your head in his lap.
He froze (sending
his little pilot straight into a pit) while you, true to your nature,
shifted until she was comfortably hugging his legs.
As he watched
his brother slowly rose to a more straight position, Balthazar
couldn’t keep in a snicker. A death glare was immediately shot in his
direction, but wasn’t very effecting with how still he was trying to
be, only his wings occasionally twitching.
The younger angel
raised his hands, bottle and all, in a placating gesture and walked
out of the room smirking. Gabriel would soon grow restless and would
have to either snap or carry you to your room. No doubts on which one
his idiotic brother would pic.
And despite how much Balthazar
would have loved to
see that, it was wiser to remove himself from the Trickster’s
wrath.
And anyway, there was a Jacuzzi waiting for him.  

revwinchester:

Number 47 with Gabriel coming right up!  You might have been hoping for angst with those lines (or maybe you weren’t, I’m not in your brain) but I just COULDN’T take them seriously the way they were worded… 

Pairing: Gabriel x nondescript Reader

Warnings: mentions and discussions of sex/porn

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Director Gabe – 

You clung to Gabriel’s arm as the two of you made your way down a dark, narrow hallway.  You weren’t entirely sure what you were doing here, if you were being honest.  Sure, you had decided to do this but it wasn’t at all what you expected.

“Baby, I’m scared,” you murmured with as much emotion as you could muster.

Gabriel turned to you and pulled you in close.  “You don’t have to be; not as long as I’m here.”

He leaned in, ready to kiss you, but you started giggling instead so he pulled back and yelled “CUT!” which just made you laugh even more since there was no one there to tell to cut – his grace was powering all of the camera and lighting equipment.  

“You agreed to this, Sugar,” Gabriel complained, “so would you please take it at least a little bit seriously?”  he was frustrated.  It was the third time you had messed up this scene and he was excited to move on to the good parts.  “It’s supposed to be fun but it’s not a comedy.”

“I’m trying,” you assured him, “but, I’m sorry, it’s just so damn corny!  When you suggested we spice things up with a camera I assumed you meant a sex tape, not a full on porno complete with a suspect plot and cheesy script!”

You laughed through your response and by the time you were finished talking, Gabriel was smiling despite himself.  “I never do anything half assed,” he reminded you with a kiss before he pulled you down the hall to restart the opening scene of the film for the fourth time.  “When we’re done with this, remind me to tell you about my kielbasa.”

samwantssomesleep:

Gabriel, putting on shades: Hope you like bad boys because I’m bad at everything.

whatifdestiel:

Chuck: I’m going to get you guys something everyone dreams of having.

Michael: A home in Aspen?

Gabriel: A six week course in Portuguese?

Castiel: Respect?  

teamtrickster:

Gabe: Aw, what’s the matter, Loki, are you worried that your silver tongue will land you in second place?

Loki: *hissss*

Gabe: I’m sorry, did you just hiss at me?

Loki: I do that when I start reaching my limit with stupid questions.

lucifers-spider:

Castiel: you know you can die from that?

Sam: [smoking a cigarette] that’s the point.

Dean: [drinking alcohol] we’re trying to speed this up.

Gabriel: [eating raw cookie dough, nodding]

lucifers-spider:

Sam: I regret getting you that blender for christmas.

Dean: [sips waffle] why?

lucifers-spider:

Dean: You played me like a fiddle!

Crowley : Oh, no, fiddles are actually quite difficult to play. I played you like the cheap kazoo you are.

lucifers-spider:

Dean: Why are our noses in the middle of our faces?

Sam:

Dean: Because it’s the scenter

Sam: Dean please it’s 3am—

lucifers-spider:

Sam: Can you handle packing your own lunch today?

Gabriel: Give me a little credit, I’m an adult.

Sam: *leaves*

Gabriel: *packs 20 bags of skittles*

lucifers-spider:

Gabriel: Tall people are the enemy

Sam: I can’t even see you hating all the way down there

Gabriel: I will tie your fucking shoelaces together and you won’t even know until it’s too late

ffixix:

Gladio: Noctis, are you eating a sub for breakfast?

Noctis: I am, but Ignis said I should eat more veggies so I got extra pepperoncinis.

Prompto: Smart.

theydonotbindus:

Hi Anon, thanks for the ask!

(In my opinion, I don’t think the Kingsglaive has any “new” members–it appears to be an established force–but we don’t know for sure!)

I don’t think the Glaive could have followed them for long–warping seems to be very complex to master (and we even see different proficiency levels among tenured members, e.g. Libertus and Nyx), and they probably messed up a warp while trying to help the Chocobros in battle from afar. Noctis notices a botched warp almost instantly. Prior to this, Gladio and Ignis definitely knew somebody was following them, and Prompto had a funny feeling….

As far as reacting to the Glaive’s sense of failure….

Noctis would tell them that what happened was the Empire’s fault, not theirs. 

Prompto would ask them what good dying in the assault would have done.

Gladio would ask them what one person could have done against an army.

Ignis would remind them that as long as the line of Lucis lived they could still serve.

Something you want to see? Asks are open!

angelic-guardienne:

Or “Fruit by the Foot,” if that’s what you call them.

I was eating a fruit roll up as I was writing this. They’re just silly headcanons I busted out because everything else I have in the works is pretty high-effort. I hope you enjoy! (tagyourselvesI’mgladio)

Tagging: @kerrtrash @honey-your-bee-puns-sting @glacian-apocalypse @joioliviapolaroid @crazykruemel @amicitonia @ponkita @tales-of-a-fallen-star @goldenrosechain @roses-and-oceans @valkyrieofardyn @insomniacapples @kawaiinekorose @neo-queen-alinity @singergurl91 @rpglover28 @commitmentroses @tea-and-ebony-for-my-chocobros @sakuraangel1 @tiniestofqueens @raspberry–raindrops

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Noctis

• Eats it in sections – as in, he tears off little chunks at a time and then eats those 
• He doesn’t eat them very often, usually only whenever he’s at Prompto’s and the rare times that he can Ignis to buy them for him
• However, when he does eat them, you better believe he’s using them to make up for a meal so he eats a shitton
• One time choked on a fruit roll up, didn’t stop him from eating them though (he didn’t tell Ignis or Gladio, Prompto was there so)
• If he’s in a serious rush he’ll eat then like Gladio does, but he never lets Prompto see him do this because he’d never hear the end of it

Prompto

• He enjoys the childish feeling of tearing it apart according to the design so he does that
• He loves the ones that give tongue tattoos, even if they always smudge and end up as blobs on his tongue
• He eats them the slowest by far because of his desire to tear them apart according to the design. He rants to Noctis about the designs he really hates (”Who thought this was a good idea? I can’t make a neat tear for the life of me!”)
• Now that he has the strips, he’s feeling regretful cause his hands are all sticky from holding them for so long. He’s ready to be done with them, for the most part
• He puts all the strips together, tears them into pieces, and then eats those. He always has to wash his hands after he finishes one so he usually just eats one at a time

Gladio

• Unravels it completely, crumples the snack into a ball, and shoves the whole thing into his mouth
• Iris and Prompto hate watching him do this
• He just doesn’t see the point in eating them any other way, his way is the fastest way. Of course, he can’t talk while he’s eating them and there’s no breaks till he’s completely done chewing, but it’s a give-and-take kinda thing
• If he wants to make it last he’ll tear it in half and ball up the separate halves, but it’s still the cursed way to eat them (I eat them like this)
• Because he eats them like this, he always has to eat two or three more to be satisfied

Ignis

• You aren’t gonna believe me, but he slurps it up like a noodle
• Ignis can’t be dignified in everything 
• He never does it around anyone else, but one time Noctis caught him in the middle of eating one and he had like, half of it dangling from his mouth
• He unravels it completely and sticks one end in his mouth, then just chews it progressively
• He claims that it’s because it’s the only hands-free method (that doesn’t include shoving the entire thing in his mouth like a heathen) but he doesn’t eat the snacks that often so the others question the validity of this claim

imagined-comfort:

Hi Babe,

You do know that the more you keep remindin’ me that you’re short that makes me just wanna pick you up, spin you around then kiss all over your face right? You have no idea just how much I love hearing you squeal, then giggle as I do so. 

And no, no matter how many times you complain about being ‘fluffy’ I think you’re just right. 

I’m sorry I’m not there with you right now though. By the time you see this, we should just be reaching the Vesperpool to finish up a hunt, then I’ll come running straight back to you. 

Nothing will stop me from getting back to you in a hurry this time.

I’ll be home soon Babe. Promise.

Much Love, 
Gladio

imagined-comfort:

Hey, 

I swear to the six I’m trying to control my temper, but when I hear that your family is badgering you about you needing to lose weight, when you’re already a good looking guy as it is? That your body type is just fine as it is?

I wanna punch something… 

I mean I don’t get it?! 

Are they trying to make you compete with me? Are they using my body type as an excuse to get you to try to lose your soft edges? Cause if they are I swear that I am going to come over there and give them the biggest piece of my mind…!

I’m sorry. I kinda lost my temper there, and I know that’s not what you’re looking for, or what you need right now. I don’t mean to get like that, I just. I mean, you’re fine. 

Losing weight, or being what some call ‘thin’ is not healthy for you. Ugh, I’m doing it again…sorry. 

Look, do me a favor. 

The next time they badger you, stand your ground. Tell them it’s something you no longer want to talk about and to drop the subject. It might take a couple reminders though… 

If it helps, think of me standing right behind you, my hand on your shoulder to support you as you remind them that your body is your own, and you’re fine as you are. 

Hang in there,
Gladio

imagined-comfort:

Hey, 

I’m proud of you. 

What for? Well, everything. 

I watch you push through everyday without quitting. Even if the day seems to get you down, you always pick yourself back up, and push forward. 

Heh, you’d make a great Shield someday. 

Look, I know it feels. How it feels like whatever you’re doing for everyone else doesn’t seem like much, and it goes unnoticed. But that’s where I want to remind you, that there are others out there that see you do the small things for everyone, just like I have. 

Keep letting nothing stop you. Alright?

Besides, anytime you need a little push forward? Just remember I’m right behind you.

You got this!
Gladio

imagined-comfort:

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We want to see you healthy and happy in every aspect of your life. If you need someone to talk to right now, please reach out to any of these numbers/chat rooms below.

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imagined-comfort:

Hey Sweetheart,

You know that I always have your back right? 

No? Well then, let me give you a few gentle reminders…

I want you to remember that it’s ok to take a break, especially when you’re helping to carry the burdens of everyone else. That it’s alright to let others dote on you a little. 

Especially when that person that can dote on you, is me.

Will you let me do that for you Sweetheart?

Maybe you’ll let me gently take you into my arms, press soft kisses against your forehead, whispering to you that it’ll all be alright. That you’re the strongest woman I know, and you’ll let me keep your soft body against mine?  Maybe you’ll also let me take you to bed, and have your head rest against my chest while I pet through your hair?  

I’ll be home soon to pamper you proper.

Love,
Jack (Your 76)

imagined-comfort:

Baby listen to me,

I know I’m taking over first. And I know I have a reputation as a shield with a bad temper, but that shit doesn’t sit well with me. With any of us. 

Now, before I go off all half-cocked Ignis suggested that I tell you to call someone. Anyone. Get out and away from these people. They are not your family, especially if they are telling you this. Call a friend, a neighbor, a therapist, SOMEONE. Tell them what they are telling you and get the fuck out. 

Or I will come and remove you from that situation myself.

Darling, 

While Gladiolus is seething, know that the rest of us are just as upset for you as he is. However…I am beside myself to hear the cause of it all. And while I wish to remind you, as gently as I can that we would be so very sad without you here, please, seek someone out to speak with. IF there was someone at the hospital you felt comfortable with…reach out to them when we cannot be here for you.

Let me be greedy and beg you, Please. Reach out to someone. Tell someone what is going on and how you are being treated. 

We love you….

H-Hey babe,

I…. I don’t know what to say. Honestly, I’ve been there, so many times, so close to that edge, but.. it hurts to know that your family is doing this to you. It.. It makes me want to cry, and rage and… and I dunno what else. But… 

Family, real family doesn’t do that. 

Please…seek someone out that can help you get out of there. If not for you, then …for us.

Hey… uh… yeah. 

The guys have pretty much all said everything that can be said….

But. Shit…

I want to just rage, and scream at anyone that would do that. That’s not family. Family would help you through it. No matter how much they were hurting too. Saying something like that… 

Please promise all of us that you will seek someone out to help you. That you will stay around for us, if you need a reason. 

Gladio, Ignis, Prompto and Noct

imagined-comfort:

Hey Kid,

Listen, people….sometimes are just shit like that. 

Sometimes, even your own family will do that to you, make you feel lower than low, when in fact, you just wanted to know that someone, anyone, gives a shit. Sadly, it’s something I know well. 

However…you’re not alone kid. You’re also, not useless and unwanted. That’s just all the bullshit talkin’ back at you. 

Sometimes family will do this thing…where they want you to rest, and get better and give you space. But it isn’t space you need, but unless you tell them that, they’ll think they’re doing the right thing. 

Look, tell ya what. 

Let Uncle Hank handle this. I’ll give your family a piece of my–huh? What do you mean I can’t just–What? I’m nothing like that prick Gavin! Don’t start with me Conner–!

Hey! Uh, Conner here–

Listen, we care about you a lot. And as much as Lt. Anderson would love to think that just going in, and giving a ‘hard glare’ to your family would make things better, it’s not. But I do agree with him on one thing. 

You should tell them how you feel.

And if they won’t listen to you. Well Lt. Anderson and I always will. Okay?

We hope you feel better soon,
Hank and Conner

imagined-comfort:

Darling,

I am going to be a little bit greedy in the beginning of this note for you, and ask you to please eat. 

Regardless of how they made you feel at the time about your weight, or the words that they use to wound you, you are allowed to eat. Please do not deny yourself the basic needs of your daily life.

With that said, I am sad to hear that they treat you this way. I do not understand how they believe such comments will be beneficial to you. Would they rather you waste away and get ill?! It is beyond baffling—

Hey,

I’m gonna take the reins for just a bit while Ignis takes a bit of a breather. 

…first time I’ve seen him get that irritated…

Listen, I know with my body type that people oogle. And I am proud of how it looks. I mean come on, why do you think I go shirtless? But I need you to remember this – I want you to have that kind of confidence too. 

I want you to feel comfortable enough in your body that you eat to fuel it. I don’t know what else to tell you really, but the next time someone says shit about you eating food? 

They’re gonna be lucky if they don’t get a shield sandwich shoved down their throat.

Jeez, easy there big guy!

Hi there! Umn… 

Out of all the guys I know how people take your appearance at face value. And while part of me hopes that they were just trying to tell you to eat well—but how they worded it hurts. 

Gosh, I wish I had something else to tell you. Other than I agree with the other guys, don’t deny yourself food just because of their stupid comment.

Hey….

I don’t know what to say really. I’m upset that they’d just come out and say that to you…like I don’t understand who does that kinda thing? 

Part of me wants to tell you to turn it around back on them a bit, and the next time they say something, eat the item, or drink all the juice in your glass in front of them, sigh happily and say it was tasty and wander off.

Part of me also wants to say that if it keeps up, you need to tell someone. 

I’m sure Ignis will be a bit calmer by the time you read this, and he’ll probably want to feed you. Heh, so get ready to have a lavished meal brought by. Okay?

Take care,
Ignis, Gladio, Prompto and Noctis

imagined-comfort:

Liebling!

Ahhh, I came as soon as I heard that you were looking for me, and love you say? Hahahahah! I do believe I can do that for you. But, hmmm… where to start?

AH! I know! You, my Kuschelbär are the most dear to my heart, I adore the very ground you walk upon, and wish for nothing more than to put you on my shoulder, and watch the sunset with you.

Ahhh, this old dog still knows a few tricks, at least as far as wooing you is concerned. No? Besides that I also know that you are one that is often my shield in return…and I will admit that makes me feel sort of, warm and fuzzy on the inside.

Hahah, don’t worry Liebling, I shall be at your side soon enough.

Forever your shield,

Reinhardt

imagined-comfort:

Hey Sweetheart,

If anyone knows a thing about nightmares…it’s yours truly. 

Now I already know what you’re going to tell me. The Hero has nightmares!? And while I would really like to keep that a secret from the rest of the Glaives, I think it’s best that you know. 

Why?

Because, that will make it a bit easier to bear, won’t it? Knowing that someone that keeps up a–oh, how did you say that once–a cocky, self-sacrificing attitude, has the same troubles you do.

There’s….many things that haunt me, that I dream about. Things that I fear happening and can’t prevent and my brain loves to play on those things with nightmares. But I want you to remember this sweetheart.

In all of this? You are not alone.

Tell you what, when I get back I’ll teach you a few things that have helped me. Maybe, they’ll help you too. If nothing else, it’s an excuse to hold you anyway. 

Nyx

imagined-comfort:

Hey Babe,

First of all, let me just say I’m proud of you. 

That’s a lot to take onto your shoulders, especially where family is concerned, and it takes an incredibly strong person to keep pushing forward through it all. So yeah…m’proud of you. 

And I am sorry for the loss in your family. Even if they weren’t family, losing family friends is hard too. 

Though, I’m gonna ask you to do something for me. Take some downtime for you. Don’t keep pushing yourself so hard that you collapse under the weight of everything. Okay?

Remember, we’re here for you to lean on us too.

Gladiolus is right Darling, 

We are quite proud of you for taking on the role of a Caretaker. It is not an easy job, especially when it is because you are needed to take care of family. 

But, you do need time for yourself too. Perhaps we should all plan to go to the Crows Nest for lunch, or perhaps a nice Coffee shop with a book. Just to get you some time away from the environment that has, quite literally, become your job. 

And please know that I do not mean for you to give up being a Caretaker, but the Caretaker too must take care of themselves.

As Gladiolus mentioned….we are here for you too to lean on, anytime.

Take care,
Gladio and Ignis

audreyroseb:

me: i’m a good writer. i know my worth and i’m confident in my skill set and i know i can do this. 

me, five minutes later: what if i’m terrible? what if everyone who has ever read my work and thought it was good was lying? too afraid to tell me the truth? blackmailed by aliens? what if everything i write is terrible and too scattered/forced/hollow what if i don’t know how to make a sentence. where do verbs go. how do u emotion