#and so SO ready to see his man again

[luck-of-the-drawings]

oh the dread, oh the worry! you love your sister so much and you need to know shes okay. you trust her but you cant trust the world, and more than anything else you cant trust yourself

[welcometogrouchland]

[ID: a black and white animatic based on the owl house set to "Letter to an old poet" by Boygenius. End ID]

Not sure when/if I'll finish this (I have the rest planned out!) BUT I liked it too much to just sit on it forever!!! So take this messy work in progress. She's not perfect but she makes me Feel Things

(sorry about the lack of ID, I don't know how to write them for videos! If you have any suggestions/want to give it a go, feel free!)

[twpsyn-who]

Today on "Another JeanMarco Soulmate AU absolutely no one asked for" I present to you -

Soulmate AU in which you stop seeing colors when your soulmate dies, the only exception being your soulmate. Now cue to Jean who just found Marco's, his best friend's, body. And you know, there's the shock of finding out Marco's dead. The pain and confusion and guilt. But there's also the revelation, because despite everything he can still see Marco like nothing took place at all- yes, half of his face is missing and his body is straight up lifeless, but Jean can still make out the color of his eye ; see that light shade of brown perfectly, remember all the times he has found himself looking at them while listening to Marco talk. He can still make out the colors of his uniform, see the same shade of black his hair has always had, practically see. Despite being dead, Marco was the only piece of color left in his life.

And there's denial for a moment because there's no way Marco was his soulmate. But that goes away fast, getting replaced by guilt. By the fact that he hasn't been there to save him, that Marco has to die all alone without anyone being there for him.

And that was worse than the simple fact that he could no longer see colors ; because Marco was there when Jean needed him, but he failed to do the same. And not only he lost his best friend that day, but his other half too.

[chibishortdeath]

R.I.P Simon Belmont, he woulda loved the 80s 😔

[mobius-m-mobius]

I'm screaming why does OCW played Don like he was down for a roll in the hay with everybody? That line about the mana was directed at a random customer/onlooker right?? 😭 No wonder he was like that with Loki. OCW's mind for real.

Losing my mind at this ask but no you're so right anon and you should say it, why is he as a salesman casually suggesting we suck up some mana in the middle of the afternoon right there on the showroom floor 😭

(Not that I wouldn't already be down, I'm just wondering 🤣🤣)

Obviously you'd expect anything referencing Hawaii to have come directly from Owen's mind so that was probably just some of his own natural irl vibes breaking through lol, plus Don as a character is free to flirt more openly with Loki in a way that Mobius sometimes holds himself back from with a little more caution so basically Owen saw his opportunity and took it because he's just that good and we all benefit!

[thrassisfras]

The fact that I went into that first conversation with Gortash completely blind and he somehow managed to be the one that almost convinced me to side with him is just wild to me. Gwydion had been incredibly resistant to anyone (even his partner) trying to get him to be just a little power-hungry, but then Gortash came along and started talk about unity and stability instead of "we're gonna be evil and rule the world" and it was working on Gwydion.

My only thought during the coronation scene was "damn, he really does know Gwydion"

[cthulhusstepmom]

Ghost is a walking dichotomy, Soap has discovered. He's watched him strip the layers of a man's skin away to get information from him, seen him snap someone's neck in as little time as it takes to take a breath. But he's also so capable of heartbreaking kindness. His genuine concern for the fish, the way he saves the best part of his plate for Soap; offering it to him with reverence. The way he's cleaning Johnny's wound so tenderly. It's in these moments of gentleness where Johnny almost forgets what they do, what they've seen, who they are.

So when Ghost's voice snaps into that serious tone it's almost like a slap in his dizzy, goofily smiling, face.

"Wha?"

"Where is it? I'll get rid of it for you." Under the sharp tone is still that lethal gentleness, and even under that is a shaking fear.

"Oh, oh Ghost." He shifts, uncomfortable in his skin and wanting to be anywhere but here. "Ye... Ye cannae get rid of it."

His Lieutenant draws back a little, a mix of apprehension and offense in his eyes.

"It hurt you, nothing else matters."

Soap can feel his heart splitting as his throat starts to burn. Ghost stares up at him with fiery eyes, hands still holding his wrist so so softly.

"Where is the snake Soap? I promise you it'll never hurt you again. Whoever brought it in is going to have hell to pay too." He earnestly promises and Soap feels a single hot tear slip out of his eye.

"Ghost..." He chokes out. "Simon... It's mine."

The small room goes silent. Nothing even dares to move but for the violent flinch the sentence rips out of Ghost.

He doesn't dare say anything, doesn't dare to move or even breathe. He looks down at Ghost and Ghost meets his stare with turmoil roiling in his gaze.

Soap doesn't know what he expected, screaming or sobbing or angry silence but the frantic confusion he can see in the other man is as far as can be from what he'd thought he'd get.

They sit there like that for a few long moments, each absorbed in his own thoughts, before Ghost slowly rises from his kneel. If Johnny were in better spirits he would tease him for the quiet cracks his knees make. And with that violent tenderness he slowly curls an arm around Johnny and leans him down into the bed, pressing behind him and holding him close just like they'd done on any number of frigid nights out in the blind. And they just sit there holding each other in silence as they slowly drift into a dreamless sleep.

[keeps-ache]

today! on the agenda we have [tears paper away to reveal the single word 'do'] ...

[whimsicalcotton]

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[scattered-winter]

thinking abt shiro again...yeah no it's gonna be all day...

[tvrningout]

hmm what if rory/ciaran/tristan would have fallen victim to the children of nott? or maybe just starving vampires. they killed his parents, and they would've killed him, too, if not for eyda's intervention. and that's why he refuses to talk to kaiya or cyrillo about it -- he doesn't want them to feel guilty for what happened simply bc vampires were involved. they aren't responsible for the entirety of their kind. they can't stop bad people from doing bad things all the time. it's not like he holds any resentment towards them for being vampires, so why should they feel bad?

[riddlers-roulette]

Forever upset that Bruce had to interrupt right when Ed was gonna climb onto Oswald’s lap and-

Well, at least they got to hold hands as they dangled from that lamppost

[nerosdayinanime]

wanna make my own kny httyd au

[cathymee]

aaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh

[thegoldenelite]

I'm so happy to see that kota's actually going to wrestle again. I'm not lying rn I'm actually crying.

[theinfinitedivides]

i hate the fact that i actually like the remix of Character Dheela that Pritam just did for Shehzada bc i loathe everything else around that film but. the new beat. it's pressing a button in my brain and i'm sitting here like a rat in a lab experiment telling them to keep going