The Desperation In His Voice, The Fact He Already Checked All The Places, The Way He Tosses Out The “last

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To all the Yona haters out there, the creators of totk really said por que no los dos

Edit. I don't care if it's a shit post stop telling me to delete it. I reject your Yona hate and substitute with Sidon has two hands you fun sucking assholes.

the problem with autism is sometimes you want to do something (brave) but you need someone to gently walk you through each step so you know what will happen. and people don’t like doing that

I wanna be strong enough to hold my girlfriend like this

i love sonadow if you look in my earhole you will see a little sonic and shadow running in circles around each other where my brain should be

Don’t worry guys it’s normal for dust bunnies to sleep there

Why am I getting gender envy from all of them it’s amazing omg

finally finished my mlp human designs ^^ i hope i can draw more of them in the future

it's so weird to me that everyone on this website is a human person outside of their weird internet niche so rb this with a random bit of your lore

Why have I had my girlfriend’s laugh stuck in my head all day help I keep thinking about the way her eyes light up and the light hits them and they literally shine the most amazing shade of blue- but like not just blue but a bit of green and I swear if I look close enough (which I do bc I’m so gay when it comes to her I can’t) I can see a hint or two of yellow and it’s mesmerizing and help me I’m in love

My heart imma cry it’s so sweet

Imagine you’re Telemachus.

Go ahead, picture it. You’re a kid growing up on an island where your dad is literally a living legend, but he’s been MIA your entire life. Twenty years of being “the son of Odysseus’’ and having no idea what that even means. Your mother constantly compares you to a guy you’ve never met, the suitors trash your house, eat your food, and openly plan your mom’s wedding like you’re not even there. Your own people think you’re too green, too weak, too not your father to do anything about it. One day, Athena shows up in disguise (because gods love a good mask) and tells you to stop moping around and go find news of your father. So, you set sail with no real plan, no real power, and a whole lot of unresolved resentment. You brave the seas, deal with cryptic kings, and what do you find? Nothing concrete, just more stories about how amazing Odysseus is. And then, just when you’re starting to think you’ve wasted your time, he shows up. But he turns out to be a killing machine, and you’re in the middle of the bloodbath, trying to keep up while the suitors are out for your head. At one point, they literally use you as bait to corner the king. Your father.

The first words you hear him say? Not to you, but to his enemies: “My mercy has long since drowned. It died to bring me home.’’ Imagine, how does that sit with you? You’ve spent your whole life dreaming of this reunion, hoping for a lovely father, a protector, maybe even a friend. Instead, you get this: a stranger soaked in blood, declaring that mercy — the thing you’ve clung to, the thing your mother embodies — has no place in his world.

But then he turns to you.

And suddenly, everything shifts. He looks at you, really looks at you, and says, “Oh my boy, the sweetest joy I’ve known.’’ The walls he’s built, the hardness he’s worn like armor, crack just enough for you to see the man underneath. For the first time, he’s not Odysseus the warrior, or Odysseus, the son of Laertes. He’s your father. He is Odysseus, father of dear Telemachus.

It doesn’t erase the pain, the years of absence, or the violence you just witnessed. But for that moment, it doesn’t matter. Because for the first time in your life, the man who’s been a myth, a memory, and a mystery, is standing in front of you — and he’s calling you his joy.

Nooooooo pretty baby dont sob what if i do this when you get back???? would you like that?

The absolute urge to just POUNCE on someone and tickle them silly is just unbearable, I crave to sneak up on someone and trap them in a bear hug and just lazily flutter my fingers around their ears, neck or sides and hear the sweet giggles that follow. Having no friends in here to do that with is such a pain

I wish this is how it went akaksjdjfhdjsodkoqoapasjsoakaisjidjwksks

Adapted from this text post by @the-delta-42