#AND HES MEWING???

[enobariasteeth]

Sobbing about this btw but why is Bruce arching his back like that??? Girl calm down???

[mewdivorce]

a personal favourite bit of dialogue

[damiel-of-real]

new headcanon: papyrus allows mad mew mew to keep living in the house because he hopes she'll drive out the annoying dog. but then she just keeps engaging in looney tunes esque shenanigans with it and its just an overall far worse situation

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Vanny cooked too hard with M.X.E.S,,

[ultrapoppet]

People act like Armand must've done some crazy mind altering shit to Louis to manipulate him but be for fucking real you don't need mind powers to manipulate Louis. A 6 year old could manipulate him. This is a guy who was in a relationship with Lestat for decades before he asked him if he murdered his brother. He only asked him about his maker because of Claudia. He probably still doesn't know who Akasha is. Armand straight up told him I know you murdered Lestat and the coven wants you gone and he said nah. Claudia told him Armand choked her and he said nah. He can read minds and missed an entire coven planning his death. Literally all it took for him to spare Armand was him saying they made me do it 🥺 and he said ok 😃👍. He met with Lestat and didn't ask a single question before embarking on the genius revenge plan of getting into a committed relationship with his daughter's murderer.

This man is alive because of pretty privilege and pretty privilege alone I don't know what to tell you.

[mothballlz]

his face killing me why nobody gaf

[akanemnon]

The joy of cooking

All credit to the idea of another cooking session ending with Castle Town in flames goes to @lupucs

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MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

[packet-of-staples]

Day 139 of drawing Papyrus until he cameos in deltarune! There really are quite a few people who just invite themselves into his house huh? I’m sure he appreciates the surprise friend visits. Also don’t mind the text boxes I don’t know why I did that either.

[toxxtt]

spreading my failgirl x failboy neuvifuri agenda one post at a time 💪

[hawkinsbnbg]

Eddie’s lucky charm was a polaroid of Steve’s pussy. Pretty and covered in lace, glistening and flushed with Eddie’s loving kisses.

It was tucked safely in his wallet, taken discreetly after one night when Steve had been too out of it to hear the noise when the camera went off.

And though it made him look like a huge creep, Eddie couldn't help but keep taking those photos without Steve’s notice and put them into his secret collection.

He just loved his baby so much, okay? There was no law that forbade him from thirsting after his husband. Not even when he knew Steve would yell at him if the cat was out of the bag.

If was the keyword here.

Because Eddie was always careful and on the alert, making sure his every move was surreptitious, only taking the goods after Steve was asleep or too delirious to catch him red-handed.

Only that Eddie never expected Steve to have already known about his perverted hobby and have been playing along this whole time.

The reason Steve still pretended to be oblivious was because he liked to be put on display for his husband, and he also kinda got off on it.

One day, he would “confront” Eddie about those photos and demand something in return. But it wasn’t today.

Today, he was going to “conk out” right after being fucked stupid again, and try to not get too worked up when Eddie manhandled him around for better angels.

[spokenfromtheheartandsoul]

oh but the clothing choices are SO interesting here.

right when mew finally seems to be letting ray in, mew starts dressing in a style that's awfully reminiscent of ray himself:

meanwhile, right when ray is finally getting to receive the type of affection from mew he's yearned for ages - ray's not dressed the way he usually does for nights out.

in fact if i didn't know any better, i might even say he's dressed up in an outfit that's awfully reminiscent of a style a certain someone picked out just for him:

what a coincidence, that right when mew's external appearance finally seems to imply he's ready to be on the same page as ray...........ray's external appearance has shifted to reflect the lingering influence of someone new.

[zu-is-here]

The unknown magician ★ Underfell birthday!

Ink by comyet

and his mew mew Fell by underfell

[gunsatthaphan]

#attaboy.

[awkward-parabuteo]

Annoyed. Offended, even.

[osgoss]

Fuckingggg love those hcs of bnha characters, specifically the students where they speak in brainrot or gen z or gen alpha terms it's so funny and accurate like you can't tell me you can't imagine vigilante deku going up against a major villain and then just asking OUT LOUD "chat are we cooked" to the past OFA users like he'd do it to cope probably

[izzystizzys]

The war doesn’t end with a bang, strictly speaking. It doesn’t even end with a political forum, or peace talks, or a slow, wheezing death of the Banking Clan’s pockets running dry, even though all of those are valid possibilities. Some more than others, Cody has to admit.

No, the war ends with an article in the Galaxy’s least reputable news source, Coruscant Rotational. Splashed on the front page for all to see is Cody’s little brother, next to the Chancellor.

CLONE MEWS CHANCELLOR TO DEATH IN MOGGING MOVE FOR THE AGES - LOOKSMAXXING TAKEN TOO FAR?

“What”, says Obi-Wan, eye twitching, fingers massaging over the bridge of his nose at double their usual speed, a real sign of an impending nervous breakdown if Cody’s ever seen one, “the kriff does that even mean?!”

Rex shrugs helplessly with one shoulder, other arm raised aimlessly. “No idea, General. I only understand about half those words. Maybe we’re all having a collective stroke? Maybe Fox is having a stroke? Whatever he’s doing with his jaw in that picture can’t be healthy.”

“Well, not for the late Chancellor, anyways”, says Cody flatly, in the long-suffering tone of one who’s seen too much Jedi banthashit in too little time. He screws his eyes tightly shut, scrubbing the backs of his knuckles in hard enough to see galaxies explode. Nope, still the same words on that datapad.

“It can’t be true”, says Skywalker, who’d gone white as a shitty military-issue sheet and has been steadily pacing the room ever since the equivalent of a sonic bomb hit the room. “I mean - think about it, this could just as well be a Separatist ploy, it would play right into their hands, and Coruscant Rotational isn’t exactly the most reputable source -“

“True enough”, says Obi-Wan, thoughtfully. “They do like getting their facts mixed up. In fact, I’ve seen about six articles just this month proclaiming our dear friend Senator Amidala’s super secret pregnancy. They even falsified hospital records, can you imagine?!”

Somehow, Skywalker loses another shade of colour, gulping soundlessly, and resumes his pacing more frenetically than before. Weird guy, that.

It’s Rex who breaks the awkward stillness of the room, perking up suddenly. “Oh, I know! Why don’t we call in Commander Tano?! She’s about the right age to understand some of this dribble, right?”

“I was going to suggest calling Corrie HQ, but sure, let’s ask the teenage soldier from the space monk order who spends all her spare time hunting your legion for sport”, says Cody, dryly. Rex deflates, and Thorn’s tinny voice sounds through Cody’s comm before he can make his reply. “Marshall Commander, I assume this is about the News.” Ominous capitalisation, ooooh, mouths Rex, and receives the nearest datapad Cody can reach to the face for his troubles with a squawk. The fact that he can read that sentence off his lips means their legions have spent far too much time together, and also that Cody’s grown soft in his old age.

“Good to hear you too, Thorn, and yes, we do have some questions concerning why the kriff my vod’ika is accused of murdering the chancellor through what I can only assume is some secret Sith magic?!”

“Oh, you mean when he defeated the actual Sith on the Senate through the power of his superior mog and made the kriffer explode in a thousand wrinkly pieces? You’re welcome, by the way”, says Thorn, instead of literally anything sane.

“Commander”, begs Cody’s General, with something glistening that might actually be tears in his eyes. “Commander, please. I do not understand any of those words. I am begging you to put me out of my misery.”

PALPATINE??? SITH?????!!!, screams Skywalker in battlesign, somehow spelling out each individual question and exclamation mark.

“It’s a game we’ve started playing in the Guard, sir, to pass time on patrol”, says Thorn, sheepishly, cowed by nearly driving the High General Kenobi to tears. “We’d do stupid faces we found the holonet, and, uh - well Fox is so high on black-market morphine most of the time cause we don’t get bacta that he sleepwalks on assignment sometimes, and, uh, he started making them at the Chancellor during a holocall meeting with Count Dooku and then the Chancellor tried to electrocute him again but accidentally blew himself up-“

“Breathe, Commander”, says Obi-Wan, and then - “That is SO much information I don’t know what to do with, Force preserve me. Why is Commander Fox on black-market morphine, or sleepwalking, or making faces at-“

“He signs reports in his sleep too, sometimes”, Thorn interrupts the General. “It’s actually kind of impressive if, y’know, it didn’t make Stabby bust another capillary in pure rage.”

“Who’s Stabby?”, asks Obi-Wan, confused.

“Meeting with Count Dooku?!”, bursts out Skywalker.

“Congratulations on Amidala’s pregnancy, General Skywalker”, says Thorn, like a man who wants to see the world burn.