#THAT ALWAYS BOTHERED ME

[briviting]

maybe more sandwiches oughta do it

[galahadenough]

Sheik: Link. I am Princess Zelda Link: …wtf happened. I’m big —— the last notes of the Minuet of Forest fade…

Sheik: btw. I’m Zelda Link: running past on a loop, disappearing and reappearing as he tests out the warp song on repeat Sheik: … Sheik: …next time —— on the shores of Lake Hylia

Sheik: I’m princess Zelda Link breaks off his thousand-yard stare long enough to start shaking water out of his ears —— Sheik: fuck this digs out a dusty box, whips out a musty dress, lipstick, hairbrush, etc. goes to Temple of Time Sheik Zelda, using an odd falsetto: Link. I am Pr- Fwoop- enter crystal/magic prison, stage right Link: mouth hanging open, pointing in shock Sheik: fuck

[herfleur]

why were the foreheads like that on code lyoko...

[stuckinapril]

Honestly the cliche advice is true. If you fill your life w things you’re passionate about, if you challenge yourself every day, if you give your own opinion of yourself more weight than you do other people’s opinions of you, you will actually thrive. Like no one can tell u anything

[butchdotnet]

thinking abt area x again... inspired by jeff vandermeer's annihilation (2014)

pieces bulletin monumental, vol. 35 (1869), société française d'archéologie [stone staircase] (2019), pixabay user id: jazella cmu typewriter typeface

[originalartblog]

Apparently much-needed reminder that reposting artists' art (by saving the images or screenshotting them and reuploading them yourself) on other platforms without the artists' expressed permission and without credit is theft and an insult to their passion and craft. You are profiting (in views, in attention, in feedback) from someone else's work and ideas, who do not get that feedback for sharing their creation.

If you are an art reposter, you are a thief and I have no respect for you.

[skunkes]

primordial powch...

[xulips]

clearly, they have the same opinion on being "casual"

[fandom-geek]

i think the thing that really gets me about pre-canon durge is their absolute sense of duty, and their utter isolation outside of the cult of bhaal.

most of the cultists seem eager to see durge upon their return, and one even says they were the first to feed him flesh. gortash tells them of an exhibition of a bhaalspawn's corpse and another bhaalspawn's creations and durge immediately plans to attack the hall of wonder to recover them. they then apparently entrust said bhaalspawn's corpse to sceleritas fel to "restore" through taxidermy. they deride orin for her artistry with corpses explicitly because "bhaal will never care" and because orin "[does] not understand lord bhaal".

even their infamous prayer for forgiveness is framed around their absolute submission to bhaal's plans, and the crime that requires forgiveness? admiring his rival's chosen. that's one line, and the next three paragraphs are swearing to carry out his plan exactly as they've been told to, all for his forgiveness.

hell, even their room reinforces this. orin has barely touched the place aside from installing her mother's corpse and her manifesto - and that is some of the only decoration. what was it before orin, an empty room with skulls, a bed, a desk, some chests and a wardrobe?

the durge didn't have any semblance of a life outside of bhaal, aside from gortash. and is it any surprise? the only other hint they ever had a life outside of the cult is the flashback of kid durge murdering their adopted family, all thanks to their father's urging.

bhaal even tries to force them back into isolation after they've been tadpoled by forcing them to kill alfira, and then trying to force a durge who resists him to kill their lover. if they continue resisting, bhaal kills them. bhaal will not allow them to have a life outside of him and, if it weren't for jergal, he would've succeeded.

[wasawillows]

the thing that gets me about people being like “she was forcing the connections in invisible string” is that the whole song isn’t solely about them being in the same place at different times or all the different times they could’ve met but didn’t. its about “you were living your life, doing these things, while at the same time i was living my life and doing these other things and we had no idea each other even existed.” that’s literally the whole point. she wasn’t saying “omg i used to sit on green grass and read and you used to wear a teal shirt at your job and teal and green are almost the same color omg connected” it’s just “isnt it crazy that we’ve been living on this earth all this time never knowing each other and having no idea we’d one day come into each others lives?” like im sorry i know yall dont like joe anymore but have you guys really never had the thought, while cleaning your room or making dinner, that your soulmate exists and is doing something right now, too, and that one day you’ll sit and compare the timelines of your lives with each other? like thats the whole point of the song!! not we had all of these crazy almost run ins. that’s what makes it so pretty to think!!! that they were always connected through every insignificant moment of their lives and all those little insignificant moments are essentially what led them to each other.

[ahbogman]

tfw you’re stuck in a defective portal of truth w one of your worst enemies and you just had to eat a boot to survive

[jagalart]

sockeye salmon

And the final guy in the new gouache fish gang is here! I mean I painted him months ago, but then, as always, I forgot to post him :'D The in(famous) horny fish!

[midnightsoliloquy]

i know the whole thing with magic interfering with technology was already a thing but that doesn’t explain why they’re in capable of using pens and pencils in the harry potter wizarding world like i never understood that

[i-mode]

redraw

[yendts]

studying up in order to defeat the dark wizard gaea✨

their wand designs and other hcs

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 115

“Seriously old man?” the rumbling voice nearly caused Tim to jump, his eyes darting away from where Ras was sitting, the Al Ghul almost seeming to perk. It was kind of hard to miss the man… teen… being? It was kind of hard to miss the owner of the voice what with how their hair looked like it was on fire. 

They motioned around at well, everything, crimson eyes looking exasperated. “Really?” They were definitely motioning towards him, interrupting Ras when he opened his mouth to talk. “No, I don’t want to hear it, I swear- Did he kidnap you?” That was definitely aimed at him. 

“N-no?” Tim was feeling slightly unbalanced and may be on hour sixty without sleep at this point, if the hour long nap was counted. “I need help finding my not-dad who's lost in time.” 

The being let out a strangled noise that Tim could nearly swear was almost another one, but couldn’t vocalize his slurred thoughts as the dude muttered something, motioning around as though he was tempted to strangle something or someone. 

Ras cleared his throat, looking almost awkward which was how Tim knew he had to be dreaming or drugged. Probably drugged. “Jordan, how good to see you, it’s been so long-”

“Can it Pops,” the being-named-Jordan scoffed, finger pointing towards the Demon’s Head. “Moms still pissed and isn’t coming back any time soon with you still pulling this shit.” 

Tim felt his brain stall, process for a moment, then process some more over what he just heard before his mouth ran before it could catch up. “Ras is married???”