Who tf gave you permission to rip my heart out like that/j
Junho slowly dying from major injuries at the end of the series.
He can't run anymore. He couldn't even stand anymore. The base is quickly going up in flames. The others have evacuated, and the only ones left are;
Gihun, who's at the end of the group to make sure everyone is safe, (and that's means Inho and Junho)
Junho, who's practically dead weight and has no energy left due to his injuries,
And Inho, who is still holding onto his brother for dear life, injured but trying to carry his brother out with what strength he has left.
Junho collapses not even halfway through. Burning debris fell from the ceiling and hit Inho's leg.
Gihun rushes to them and tries to help them out. Inho can't carry Junho anymore, and Junho is not moving except for labored breathing.
Gihun is conflicted. He doesn't know what to do. He can't carry both of them and by the time he getd one out, it'll be too late for the other.
"Take Junho, Gihun-ssi"
"What?"
"There's no decision to be made. Take my brother and go!"
Gihun hesitates. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Junho spoke.
"Hyung?"
It was weak.
"W-why is it dark, hyung?"
Gihun let out a sharp gasp while Inho's ragged breathing was interrupted by what sounded like a strangled sob.
Gihun catches Inho's eyes, and they know.
Junho is not gonna make it regardless.
Gihun kneels down to Inho and tries, one last time.
"Let's go. You can still get out."
Despite everything, Gihun already knows the answer.
Inho doesn't respond. He just held his little brother tighter, carding his hands through the dirty hair of the modt precious thing he has left.
Gihun exhales and ran his hand through Junho's hair as well.
"I'll take care of your mother."
After sparing one last look at Inho, whose eyes are looking at his brother only, Gihun leaves.
The flames are getting closer to them, but Inho can't feel anything other than Junho in his arms.
"Hyung?"
"Y-yeah?"
"It's warm."
Junho nuzzles closer to his older brother. Inho does nothing but reciprocate.
"It is, isn't it?"
"I. Hah. I don't think our house had been this warm in a long time."
Ihno chuckles and sobs.
"Hyung?"
"Yes, Junho?"
"I'm glad you're home."
If I can rewrite this as a proper one shot, I'll be posting on ao3
Folks, friends, y’all…. esk*mo is a slur. I understand a lot of people don’t know that, I don’t want to be a dick about it, but I’ve been seeing it in fics. Wanna write “esk*mo kisses”? Just say “nuzzled noses” or something.
I’m not here to call anybody out, it’s been in multiple fics, I’m not vague posting. This is just a psa. 👍🏻
PLS PLS PLSPLS HEAR ME OUT BCUZ I WAS LISTENING TO A 457 PLAYLIST AND THEY HAD THE ZOMBIE SONG AND I IMMEDIATELY WAS LIKE YES SQUID GAMES ZOMBIE AU PLSSSSSS PLUS 457 LIKE IM TWEAKING SOMEONE HEAR ME OUT PLS
I swear I saw this fanart of Good Omens once but I can't find it again, I think it was on Tumblr or something. It was a collection of drawing using the "Crowley was making them feel the fear of God" scene but instead of him and the tree, they draw God and the Fallen angels instead. Please I'm begging if anyone know where it is 😭😭😭
Can I just say that one of my favorite parts of the 457-dynamic in fandom is that usually In-ho’s big bad nefarious evil plan to convince Gi-hun to join his side is — to show that he loves him? That’s it. No frills, no nothing. He just worships the ground Gi-hun walks on.
And here’s the best part.
It works. Gi-hun is not a protagonist who’s above it all. He doesn’t turn his nose up at it. Even when he rejects In-ho, it’s not about whether he’s tempted or not, it’s about him being opposed to In-ho’s ideology. The man, for all his kindness, for all the way he freely gives affection, has probably never been treated like he’s worth something in his life. He’s so touch-starved, love-starved — that actually yeah, being in love with him is a strategy that works.
And the way it’s practically canon too. For example the part where In-ho slipped up and called Gi-hun by his name:
Do you know you’ve known this man for two days Gi-hun? Do you know you’re third-wheeling a room of four-hundred people? Oh my god get it together!
Honestly it’s downright diabolical. They are soulmate-coded and I eat it up.
tragic news: no one in the entire world seems to care about these very niche characters in the exact same way that you do
GAHHHHH I LOVE THEM
Ineffable Husbands Appreciation Week | Day 3 (Oct 25th) - Aziraphale Appreciation Post
Aziraphale was an angel but he also worshipped books.
a quick step by step guide on what to do if you come back to your apartment and find yourself locked out because your front door is frozen shut
kick the bottom of the door for 10 minutes
text your landlord
remember your landlord is on vacation and also in her mid 50′s so it takes about 36 hours to receive a response
briefly wonder why the fuck you moved the canada
remember that college tuition is significantly cheaper here than in the united states
look up and notice your cat is at the window, staring at you. he paws at the window lightly and meows. it’s devastating. his eyes are so big and imploring. decide that you have to get inside your apartment at all costs. not even god himself can stop you from feeding your cat his chicken wet food dinner. frida kahlo herself could descend from the heavens and ask “hey you wanna bang?” and you’d say “hell yeah but first let me open this door so i can feed my cat his dinner”
remember there is a starbucks 3 blocks down the street from you
enter. the barista gives you a weird look for entering a starbucks at 7pm on a tuesday
order a venti cup of hot water. you order in french because the barista just said “bonjour” instead of “bonjour, hi.” you have a strong american accent. you hit the r in merci a little too hard to compensate. you embarrass yourself.
exit the starbucks clutching the massive cup of hot water in your hands. it’s burning your fingers.
return. methodically pour the starbucks cup of water all over the the door frame. it begins moving a little but still wont open
back up
ensure your doc martens are properly gripping the sheet of ice covering the ground. many people have told you to stop wearing doc martens in the winter, despite your protests that theyre actually the ideal winter boot. also, you’re a lesbian and punk’s not dead
release a pterodactyl screech and sprint towards the door, slamming the full force of your pathetically tiny 5′2″ 110lb body into it
you dont know any of your neighbors so you dont care about maintaining your pride anyways
the door swings open
run up the stairs
open the actual door to your apartment and yell MOMMY’S HOME MY LITTLE BITCHASS BABY BOY DONT WORRY at your cat
cat flings his body to the ground and starts purring like he does every time you come home
write tumblr post
"you can't pick and choose what you like from canon" common misconception! yes you can
UDHEGGQUDVWGYDD I LOVE THEM SM
From a animatic that I make and the best part 🩷
unstable teen who might be neurodivergent(up for debate)15 (pedos stay BACK)I LOVE SQUID GAMES GUYS
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