#all six of them...

[merinmerklins]

Six entire fish? At least six entire fish? In the ocean? For Real Super Cool Ocean Fact? You promise?

Super cool ocean fact: there is at least 6 fish in the ocean

[aholefilledwithtwigs]

I once had a landlord offhandedly mention that his mother had set this house on fire before. He and his wife lived on the first floor, and i rented the third.

Apparently his mom didn’t like his wife. So she set their house on fire. The house i was living in.

He assured me that everything was fine now and that this was years ago, just kinda laughed, smiled, and said ‘You know how moms are’

Yes. I know how moms are. I know how fucked up moms are as well. I have known many fucked up moms and fellow children of fucked up moms.

Attempted murder through arson is not typical mom behavior, even for a fucked up abusive mom

Oh, and his mother lived next door 🙃

[demi-pixellated]

Shadow's No Good, Very Bad Day

[cubbyhole-for-flea-bee]

(Not) an approved use of the Power Of Friendship

[calista-222]

Season 5 hurt me so much I will never recover

[kyri45]

I saw this image while practicing drawing monkeys the other day and now with MK getting babyifyed all I can think of is him clinging onto Wukong or Macaque like this LOL

Couldn’t decide who he would cling to until I had a vision.

Shadowpeach Bio Parent AU (PREV / FIRST / NEXT )

Speedpaint under the cut

[subwhizz]

Cuddling night 🌙 💤

The Starved-touch idiots

And macaquebeing homeless for another season. What are the oods.

[prokopetz]

I hope Kill Six Billion Demons spends the next three months introducing increasingly baroque warships. Just go full Iliad.

[separatist-apologist]

Genuinely, and I mean this kindly, but learning to recognize bait and not engaging with it will change your fandom experience.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

more clones should use their age as an excuse. stop yelling at me im literally two years old

[myrkulitescourge]

the way that one line from the new epilogue in an astarion romance is going to HAUNT me

just. what a profoundly intense thing to confess to someone.

like, just these six months of newfound happiness with you exerts a force on his heart equal and in direct opposition to two centuries of endless torment, the gnawing hunger and exploitation. this flashbulb-bright fraction of his long life holds the same gravity to him as years upon years of darkness and suffering.

in all likelihood, he hasn’t even known his lover for as long as his worst memory lasted, that year sealed away to go mad from starvation and sensory deprivation, yet he still tells them this brief time has been so fundamentally and powerfully important that the weight of even that unimaginable hell is vanishingly small compared to this present he has now and the future ahead of them both.

how am i supposed to act normal about this.

[morganbritton132]

Continuing from this (starting here and here)

Hopper doesn’t want to think about Steve.

He doesn’t really want to even see the kid or his broken arm or his wide gap-tooth smile where he’s starting to lose baby teeth. Every interaction is a reminder that he’s not doing anything to stop this clear case of child neglect.

He’s failing Steve and if he’s failing a kid whose problems are so blatantly obvious, then he could fail Sarah when the problems are close to home.

So no, Hopper doesn’t say anything when he walks into Melvards and sees Steve at the check counter. He nods to Joyce and continues on.

He’s got a list from his wife and that’s all he’s here for.

Sure, he noticed that on the check out counter is a tube of toothpaste, a box of cereal, and a pint of milk. Sure, he clocked Steve with his chin resting on the counter, pushing coins across it to Joyce and asking, “How ‘bout now?”

That’s just good observation. He’s a cop. It’s his job.

“That brings you to $2.54,” Joyce tells him. “You need 1 dollar and 0.32 cents more.”

Hopper is not listening to Steve sigh. He’s not standing next to a shelf of sunscreen watching Steve push the toothpaste to the side like, “I don’t need to brush my teeth. Is it enough now?”

“How about this,” Joyce whispers, leaning on the counter like they’re going to share a secret. Hopper is sure she’s crinkling her nose when she pushes the money back over to him, “How about you take all your quarters and I let you take your cereal, and your milk, and your toothpaste.”

Whereas he can’t see Joyce’s face, he can see the instant suspicion on Steve’s face when he steps back from the counter, “That’s stealing.”

“Yeah, silly, if you steal it. You’re not doing that,” Joyce concedes. “I’m letting you have this stuff.”

“I don’t think you’re allowed to do that, Miss Joyce. You’ll get in trouble.”

“Well, how about a trade?”

“Like a Quick Pro Skrull?”

“Sure,” Joyce says easily. “I will trade you $2.54, one box of cereal, one pint of milk, and a tube of bubblegum-flavored toothpaste….if you let me sign your cast.”

Steve’s voice is soft, considerate the way kids aren’t supposed to be when he says, “Miss Joyce, that’s not a fair trade.”

“It’s the only thing I want, baby.”

“Fine,” Steve agrees, laying his casted arm on the counter. “I get my allowance in two days and I’m going to buy you a flower.”

“That sounds lovely, sweetheart.”

Hopper leaves the sunscreen- it’s not even on his list - and goes to the canned goods in the next aisle. While there, he has a better view of Joyce writing her name on Steve’s cast.

“You know, Steve,” She tells him. “I’m going to put my phone number right here because I have little boy about your age. His name is Jonathan.”

“I know Jonathan from school.”

“That’s good! Maybe some time you two can play together.”

“Oh, no thanks, Miss Joyce,” Steve shakes his head sadly. “My dad says you’re poor an’ I’m not allowed to play with poor people ‘cause poor people are lazy and don’t work hard even though you have a job…”

Steve pauses like he’s contemplating that before continuing, “And Tyler - that’s Tommy’s big brother. Tommy is my best friend and I wish I lived at his house - he says that sometimes people are so poor that they can’t a’ford food and they eat babies. He says that happened in Ireland and he would know too ‘cause his great-great-great-ate grandpa is from there.”

“I’m not a baby,” He tells her seriously, “But my Nonna says I’m a sweet boy and one time I was playing with a kid from the trailer park and he bit me.”

He tells her, “I don’t wanna be eaten.”

Joyce blinks at him.

Hopper blinks too where he’s listening in.

Steve doesn’t blink at all but instead gathers up his stuff. He gives her a big smile and says, “Thanks, Miss Joyce. I love you. Bye.”

Then he’s gone.

The store is empty except for Hopper in the baby food aisle and Joyce at the counter. She asks aloud, “Did I just get accused of cannibalism?”

Hopper has never laughed harder.

[bookishjules]

the way jordie haunts the narrative truly haunts me. the way he carried kaz to shore, the way he demands to be remembered. the way he drives kaz's plans and schemes and has woven his way into the platform that kaz brekker has built for himself.

the way jordie has kept kaz afloat for years. but the way he's also kept kaz in the water for years. the way kaz has been kicking and kicking toward the moment of recompense and revenge, his hands never leaving jordie. his kickboard, his lighthouse, the thing keeping him alive and the thing keeping him half in the grave, dragging him down as much as he's guiding him.

the way jordie was once a light for kaz, the way kaz has found light in inej. the way inej is the reason kaz didn't drown in fjerda, the reason to keep swimming, the reason to live. the way jordie was once a brother for kaz, the way kaz has found a brother in jesper. the way jesper is someone for kaz to protect and to forgive, and the way he's more capable of doing so now.

the way jordie is avenged by kaz, but the way that isn't where the story ends. kaz destroying pekka isn't it. it doesn't have to be it anymore. because everything that jordie was to kaz, everything he's clung to, he's found elsewhere. and yes, he still has to learn to take his hands off his brother, but there are reasons to now, there are reasons to climb out of that water. to forgive, to move on, to learn to forget in moments when remembering does nothing but drag him down.

the way jordie is, in so many ways, what holds this story together. the way kaz no longer needing him or his ghost is what sets the story free. is what sets jordie free.

[suntails]

5/15

[apocalypticnewt]

m a k e u p

tbh not in love w this one but im just gonna post it instead of fiddling w it anymore

[toorurii]

Absolutely GINORMOUS art dump of sketches and sneak peeks I don't think will see the light of day ever / any time soon.. Tried my best to sort them by relevance to each other! Please look at the inner workings of my mind over the past at least 12 months