#aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

[terminalkisser]

mirage

[ourmondobongo]

THIS IS CANON IN MY HEART 💚💜

Permission to post here granted to me by the amazing Sepin/Kumcimotor:

(please, do not repost without asking the artist first!!)

[otrebot]

Scott Pilgrim

[holy-yeosang]

Yeosang x ATEEZ in Copenhagen

[eddis-not-eeddis]

My mother is matchmaking again.

[pinkyjulien]

━ I'm a cab driver... not a spacefighter.

Mitch Anderson | 262/?? Le Cinquième Élément

[seizethegay420]

THEY ANIMATED THE KFC IM GOING TO KMS

[figureinthedistance]

Ive been so sleep deprived this week for no reason and ive been fantasizing about sleeping in tomorrow morning all day but i just found out i have to meet someone at 11am and they were like "ill call you at 10 to work it out" and i literally started crying bc that sounds so awful and now i know i look like someone in a film losing their mind bc im making myself laugh by crying over not getting to sleep in

[ladyofthelake]

Just got cameos from basically everyone in my fave band The Struts and just received the lead singer Luke (its like 4am hfsfbshdfbs) AND HE WAS SO SWEET AND GRACIOUS AND IM SO

[realboutfatalfury]

finally got back to playing zero escape

[egaliteliberte]

I drew a poor quality inaccurate picture of you based off of the picrew you made (is that weird? I’m sorry if that’s weird)

Idk, here

No idea what your eyes look like, your hair looks off, so does your face, and the quality is bad cause I’m going through art block but I spent too long on it to not show you

please don’t be insulted

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH THATS SO PRETTY DUDE THATS ACTUALLY SO COOL ILYSM /p (but also u are wrong that looks exactly like me, im not even kidding this literally looks like me) NO BUT SERIOUSLY, I LOVE YOUR ART STYLE AND THATS SUPER PRETTY AND IM LITERALLY KICKING MY FEET AND SCREAMING THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR SHOWING ME THIS <3333333

[uroborosymphony]

also 17 for deva, my darling 🥺 if you feel you can write her!!

Deva & Patrick

#17 THINGS YOU SAID WHEN NO ONE ELSE WAS AROUND. FROM THINGS YOU SAID ⬩ Still accepting.

"Jesus fucking christ. You know how I feel on nights like this? Like a divorcée still invited to goddamn prom every single year." She speaks, in a snicker. Amused, sarcastic, annoyed : a mix typical of hers. Her hand has ran through her hair, rough and quick, undoing the extravagant type of hairstyles she always wears in public. Her blazer has stones on the shoulders, one she takes off, remaining in a white tank top giving her that rough around the edge aura laced with that peculiar yet natural raw elegance. The room is empty as she's now sitting down in expensive cushion, a glass of whiskey poured, her eyes observing the liquid in the glass as she makes it spin, pensive. Silence. Tranquility, after an eventful evening. "I see this youth, prepping for such a yearly event in their most dazzling Capitol apparel. I see their hunger. Their fougue. A fire. A drive that, day by day, look so foreign to me. There is something inspiring I believe, something strong that comes from their guts, something that burns deep, in their inside. They want it. Badly. To be a part of it, to be It. To kill for it." It was the year of the 70th games, the tributes were not reaped yet, however the Capitol was olding private parties, for the fortunate and influential family's sons and daughters who were already planning on volunteering, orchestring their future, increasing their chances at popularity with smiles and bribes, scoring sponsors in advance, a step ahead. "I remember us, in that very room, on this very event fifteen years ago. I remember you. The winner of the 54th, like a prize, surrounded by these old victors like the freshest prettiest addition to the pack. Everyone had their eyes on you, watching you like a messiah, they all wanted you or wanted to be you." A smile on her lips, a nostalgical one. "Your eyes connected with mine for a minute, as the room kept on whispering I would be the next volunteer, the next victor, one that would look good by your side as if everything was meticuliously premeditated." The glass to her lips, a sip, then, her head falling back, her eyes open on the ceiling. "We never spoke. We didn't need to. Just eye in eye, it was a conversation. A silent one between you and I, just from accross the room. I wanted that win, like everyone else. Not like a human though. Like a dog, a hound. That's what I was. Sanguine and violent. I was an animal. But your eyes Patrick, your eyes. They tried to tell me something, something that you couldn't guess I would only understand later. I do now. You're going to win - you said. You're going to live. For a very long time. Past the games. To the point that on some days you wish you hadn't. We're going to live together like an infernal loop we're stuck in. It's not a curse, it's a duty. To every single year stand in that room, to watch the youth eager to volunteer, dreaming of such a trimph - sometimes I just wish to tell them, that even if they escape the quick death of the arena, it's a slow one like ours awaiting for them."

[purpleisnotacolor]

Okay, how do a search for heroes from looked-down-on demographics and dark origins who are actual heroes despite not having a shiny aesthetic and squeaky clean personality without just getting results for heroes who are "actually evil" or heroes with "stupid backstories" or heroes that critics hate.

I just want a good guy Mordred :(

[booperbeanv3]

pre-collide post-game over ramble

i dont even know where to begin with the retcon timeline. i think hs finally broke me. i think my brain has been successfully hijacked, finally, to just accept that i will never be normal again. it's too ridiculous.

vriska coming back turned dave strider gay? i guess? by eliminating all viable options on the meteor (fridge gamzee, freud rose, gay terezi, gay kanaya, vriska is vriska) the only option left is karkat. i think id turn gay too if life was like that for me now. john egbert has had genuine anxiety that he turned dave strider gay. vriska coming back made dave strider WOKE (child abuse is bad actually and gender norms are bullshit). john egbert moving terezi's plushies caused the wokening. i'm going insane. i thought i'd never have to even mention vriska on this blog out of pure stubbornness but it is literally BECAUSE OF HER that everyone isn't dead. i need to lay down

[spoopy-sloth]

not me daydreaming of an edling piece to TuralTuranX's "Tell Me More" instead of lettering :)

[writtengalaxies]

behold, a really crusty mspaint drawing of how i saw the confession scene in the cup chronicles play out. its not really story accurate but thats the image i had in my head. enjoy?

I just woke up, saw this, and threw both arms into the air cackling. It's beautiful!

also, yo, this is mspaint?? what magic is this