#unabashed

[soaking-wet-cat-punk]

Back again with my Percy Jackson elevator pitches

Ok so I have been to the saint louis arch. I’ve gone up inside it’s rickety little metal side in a rickety little metal elevator and stood at the top, with about thirty other people in a claustrophobic room that smelled horrible.

The thing about the St. Louis arch is: it takes a long time for the elevator to get all the way up. Like an atrocious amount of time, and it’s almost pitch black, and it’s a kgksjmbvlahgillion degrees.

Imagine you’re Grover or Annabeth. When the explosion happened, they would have been still in the elevator (which is more like a glorified hamster ball, really). The lights would have shut off, he machines stopped, and both of them would have KNOWN that Percy was in danger. But they were trapped and unable to do anything and so they would have had to just wait as the arch shook with explosions and people screamed and then

And then

It all went still

And the elevator started to move again

And annabeth and Grover are hanging on to each other sobbing because THEY DONT KNOW WHETHER OR NOT THEY JUST HEARD THEIR BEST FRIEND DIE

[howifeltabouthim]

Hannah never was afraid to be undignified, to trash herself, to call a cunt a cunt.

Chris Kraus, from I Love Dick

[allastoredeer]

Deer's shed the velvet on their antlers. Alastor is no exception.

Bonus! They also eat it and cannibal besties always share.

+Bonus: Bucks shed their velvet right before rutting season, so take from thar what you will

Follow up post ➡️HERE ⬅️

[casscainmainly]

The lack of substantial Duke and Tim interactions is funny to me because in a lot of ways Duke is Tim's exact opposite. They have really dissimilar backgrounds; Duke's motto, 'Robin doesn't need a Batman', is a deliberate inversion of Tim's 'Batman needs a Robin'; in their introductions, Tim helps pull Batman out of a dark place, whereas Duke more or less puts an amnesiac Bruce back into a dark place. They also have wildly different opinions on basically every other Robin, particularly Dick. It's funny that even with all of their differences they have no real dynamic - they kind of just know each other. I don't think they dislike each other, but given their opposing philosophies and perspectives, I think it would be very hard for them to understand each other.

[a-drabble-a-dray]

“...”

“No.” He stated, not looking up from his phone.

“...I didn’t speak.” They responded.

He gently reached out and moved their hand away from the display case.

The metallic fingers had left visible scratches on the glass.

“We are in a museum, Lumiel.”

“I know.” They answered, eyes fixed on the display. “...But this spear is an artifact belonging to my people. Didn’t museums–”

“If you can figure out how to repatriate it back to Heaven, feel free.” He flipped his phone shut, turning around.

“...”

“If you steal it, I’m kicking you out.”

They flinched. “How do humans do that…?”

[mischievous-thunder]

Wades and their incessant flirting with their very own Logans across the multiverse

[eurusuru3]

bro Schlatt ‼️‼️‼️ just ONE chance bro ‼️‼️‼️ I'll sign the NDA ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[sneakydraws]

like i said. some kinda crack they put in the soma dynamic it cant just be nostalgia for my 2012 otp. it feels like straight yaoi somehow

[seiwas]

you wear katsuki’s clothes to bed.

among all your cotton and silk pajamas, you prefer the thinning fabric of his faded tees. there are holes in some of them, just a few more seams away from their undoing as they fit far too large on you—but that’s why you love them.

they’re comfy and worn; lived in with love from the man that you love. when katsuki is gone for days or weeks at a time, you find his warmth intertwined within the threads of his t-shirts. when the fabric presses against your back, the bed doesn’t feel nearly as empty as it is.

(though it can never replace him. nothing can, you fear.)

“hoggin’ all my shirts,” he tuts, but you know it means nothing. the roll of white fabric is neatly folded unto itself, its crisp corners unfurling once handed over.

you giggle, shaking off its folds and fitting the hem right over your head. from the corner of your eye, you see katsuki’s gaze, watching you wrangle the fabric over you as the towel wrapped around your body slowly drops to the floor.

he turns away then, a little too quickly, a little too abruptly. if you look at him now, you’re sure you’ll find flushed cheeks and crimson eyes burning in shame for wanting you so inopportunely.

“guess you’ll just have to take me with it then.”

[randomness-is-my-order]

something about how wei wuxian was the kind of person to always join someone on the “crowded broad road” if only so he could be the “crowd” for that one person, but in the end, there was no one to deter him from the path of the single plank. it’s the way wei wuxian wanted to carry lan wangji when his leg was injured, when no one else would step in to help but wei wuxian did because someone had to. it’s the way he goaded wen chao and executed a strategy so everyone could get out alive because the “every man for himself” mentality wouldn’t help them out of that situation. it’s the way he immediately assured jiang cheng when he felt isolated in his family, the way wwx always stood up for yanli. it’s the way wei wuxian helped wen qing and the remnants with everything he had and the way he fought xue yang to justice because xiao xingchen deserved that defence, even in death. wei wuxian was always a reliable figure for people in need of his help, even in the future with the juniors coming to always look to him when faced with an issue–not because he would spoonfeed them solutions, but because he would never abandon them and leave them to fend for themselves. it’s the way, after his first life, wei wuxian finally gets this unhindered reciprocated support in the form of lan wangji and how he will never have to leave the broad road again because they will never leave each other’s side even in the afterlife.

[mitchmarner-93]

they’re so willmack coded it’s not even funny

[sea-buns]

aabria bringing up the ao3 dorym fanfics she's read to liam in her case of why they should fuck. aimee directly asking matt for clarification on the vibes dariax was putting out towards dorian.

voices of the people. women after my own heart. single handedly giving me enough dopamine to keep chipping away at the hours and hours I still have left to catch up on.

[gravedigg]

μέλος-φάντασμα

And then, you get shipped back home a little less than you were when you left.

[foxybouquet]

To be clear, this is the guy , this angel-faced sweetie, who is asking you if you’re in heat and mummy thrusting in your face

📸by Emil Oskar

[isawken]

so tumblr has suddenly and mysteriously taken away my ability to message ppl on main. if i get deactivated i need you all to promise to keep my dream alive (make funny posts about clowns on the internet)

[starleska]

psst, hey, fellow selfshippers and lovers of fictional characters!! something i want to share and reassure folks on as a person who gets character crushes super easily: don't be embarrassed by whoever's making your brain light up 🥰💖 i see some lovely folks get really in their head about this. perhaps they've always crushed on a specific kind of character, so when they get one who's a little different, they feel like they can't talk about it. maybe they've touted themselves as having one crush and have been super dedicated that whole time, so feel like it's a betrayal somehow, or makes them less of whichever label (e.g., yume, selfshipper, etc.) they've identified with. i'm here to tell you that's all nonsense!! 💖 this is fandom. you're not an influencer and you don't need to keep up a specific 'brand'!! if you see a character who makes your heart all gushy, don't think up an imaginary critical audience who is going to yell at you for not fixating on the 'right' thing. life's too short to deny yourself happiness 🫂