#The World Tonight

[egophiliac]

something quick to relieve the tension of these final hours ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

close-up, 'cause it got kinda lost in resizing:

[ewwww-what]

friendship so strong it grants you a sixth level spell slot. I have words to say.

[napping-sapphic]

I just want to fall in love with someone who makes me feel safe like even when we’re angry or sad or upset i just want to know that both of us are still going to be okay

[z0mbiefrank]

[spittyfishy]

Sometimes a family is six kids and an ankylosaurus and I think that’s beautiful

[flickering-nightfall]

I get the feeling NSH used to have much more flexible antenna and then did something really dumb and they were rendered the way they are today

I've seen some people with the headcanon that he wrecked, cut or removed his antennae! I'm leaning on my NSH just being made that way though. There are other iterators with similarly short antennae, or even no antennae at all.

He doesn't seem to be all too bothered by it in the end. Especially when it leads to opportunities like this...

[mssi]

england vs france

[shadow-tism]

Hey cuties pls remember not to blog about the os**rs tonight, hold in your curiosity, dont click on blogs posting about them dont like/reblog posts about them, dont even look up on the internet “which actor won ___” just dont interact with them tonight. Instead blog about Rafah!

Blog about Palestine! Keep your eyes open and don’t let the media cover your eyes to what they are trying to hide.

[spinyspinosaurus]

[merlyn-bane]

okay but can we talk about how fucking good the food would be in the Jedi Temple?? and all of the absolutely fucking baller and totally unique fusion dishes that would have to exist?? they're by far the most diverse group of beings we see in star wars, with lineages made up of people from all across the galaxy. the best food in that galaxy has got to be something from a lineage dinner table that's been made and modified by generations of Jedi and no-one ever wrote down

[starheirxero]

I love you Eclipses with multiple arms. I love you Eclipses that can retract or add more at will. I love you Eclipses who stole their extra arms from other people. I love you Eclipses who were made with multiple arms to wrangle more kids. I love you Eclipses who have multiple arms because they aren't entirely animatronic.

I love you Eclipses with multiple voices. I love you Eclipses who stitch together clips of other people speaking to communicate. I love you Eclipses who speak with a layer of heavy static. I love you Eclipses who speak only in video game sound effects. I love you Eclipses who don't speak at all.

I love you Eclipses with a red/black/orange color scheme. I love you Eclipses with a yellow and blue color scheme. I love you Eclipses with a purple color scheme. I love you Eclipses with a black and white color scheme. I love you Eclipses with a glitchy handful of colors.

I love you Eclipses who hate Sun and Moon. I love you Eclipses who love Sun and Moon. I love you Eclipses who have a messy relationship with Sun and Moon. I love you Eclipses who are Sun and Moon.

I love you Eclipses who bite and snarl. I love you Eclipses who are cold and calculating. I love you Eclipses who are scared and anxious. I love you Eclipses who are silly and whimsical. I love you Eclipses who are ominous and unsettling.

I love you Eclipses who sink their claws into everything out of a fear it will leave. I love you Eclipses who believe they've never done anything wrong. I love you Eclipses who actually have never done anything wrong. I love you Eclipses who were made to fail. I love you Eclipses who deserved better.

I love you Eclipses <3

[purrassicjet]

Sandra Lynn's little moment with Adaine at the party I'm going to CRY. She loves those kids so much. She thinks she failed Fig, but she keeps trying anyway. She immediately switches tone when she thinks Fig is overworking herself. She wants to talk about Mom stuff with Adaine. She's stressed at work but still makes time for the kids.

[mitsies]

rn i’m thinking so many thoughts about gojo (what’s new) but more specifically about gifts ..

we all know that he loves getting people gifts. whether he’s giving nobara his fancy black metal card, or ordering nanami more gourmet pastries than he could eat in a lifetime, or spoiling you with frivolous little trinkets that u will most likely regift, he is always buying something for everyone !

this was especially the case when he was younger— as a teenager, satoru’s never been one for talking about how he felt. it was mean words and cruel jokes by day, and a fancy new mini marble elephant statue on your doorstep by nightfall. (his gifts have always been a bit random.)

as he’s grown older, he’s gotten better. but he’ll never not love getting people gifts— and he will always especially love getting you gifts.

but what about when you get him one?

he’s not expecting it, not at all. he’s always the giver. everyone else receives. he can’t remember the last time someone has gotten him something for no reason— or for any reason, now that he really thinks about it.

but here you are, with a little crochet white cat in your hands. your eyes hold no ill will. they never have, not when they’re looking at him, so he doesn’t know why he’s expecting it.

“i found it at the night market a few days ago, and i wanted to get it for you. it reminds me of you,” and he, for the first time in a long time, is left without a single word to say. satoru takes the thing— it’s small, and soft, and he looks at it. blinks a few times beneath his blindfold. then he looks up at you.

“i.. hope you like it?” your voice comes more as a question than a statement. you’re nervous. but oh, he’s not. it’s sudden, that hot burst of energy that floods him. like everything around him has just become a dozen times more colourful. like the world is louder, and more vibrant. like he’s a little more loved than he’d usually let himself believe.

“for me? really? you shouldn’t have,” he jests, like he doesn’t care as much as he really does. but there is something inside him full. two hands, where his heart should be, usually empty. they are cupped together, waiting for something to spill. and right now, they are full. of warm, golden blood— of joy. of affection. of something unspeakably beautiful.

you roll your eyes playfully as if you haven’t just made his month. “don’t get too full of yourself, satoru.”

he grins. and he hasn’t smiled this hard in a while. he can feel his cheek dimple. “i won’t. don’t worry, i won’t.”

[the0retically]

Thinking about Chip being asked what his last name is after an introduction and him pausing for a moment, not because he doesn’t have one, but because he can’t decide if he should say James, Rose, Lafayette, Ferin, or Tidestrider. And in that moment he knows he’s loved and has a family and belongs somewhere, not by any arbitrary means, but because he’s wanted and loved and cared for

[ministarfruit]

day 19: let’s mess this town up, babe! ♡

(prompt list for femslashfeb)

[atdawn]

MERLIN | 2.13 The Last Dragonlord