#but im still kicking!

[idreaminphosphorescence]

"simon riley!"

your voice calling out to simon was what snapped him out of his relaxed state in the living room.

simon loved it when you call his name. not ghost. not lieutenant riley. just simon riley, or simon or si. your sweet voice calling his name sounded like a wave of melody in his ears.

but just now when you called his name loudly and it echoed in his flat, he felt the alarm bells ringing in his head.

danger.

he tried to act nonchalant when you stepped in front of him with your arms on your hips. your face was cool but simon could feel the anger behind your eyes.

"yes, love? wha' is it?"

"did you eat my pudding?" you glared at him, crossing your arms.

simon internally winced at that. yes, yes he absolutely did. but simon can't just admit it or else he would be the receiving end of your fury (he already did). he had to protect his pride as your loving and considerate boyfriend no matter what.

"no."

you looked at him, unimpressed. there were no words exchanged but the moment simon denied it, his fate was already sealed. your stare said it all.

you're sleeping on the sofa tonight.

and when you walked away, simon's brain frantically tried to come up with excuses and apologies.

goodluck, simon. you needed it.

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happy 300 i love you guys (^_^)♡

— masterlist.

[chickenchirps27]

hello denizens of tumblr i come with humble offerings

they wish to romance you

[pixlokita]

Wait I’m just realizing how funny it is that springtrap/ William and all his variations see an unhappy child with brown hair, brown eyes and striped shirt and immediately goes … yes I must have him as my own like 🧍‍♂️

[wasyago]

I have an idea but not the artistic talent to do it so I give it to you: gem and the Scotts as splatoon idols?

silly looking

[dailycupofcreativitea]

"No, the fish is right there, if you just aim your--no, I didn't say dive, I said--NOT THE SUIT NOT THE SUIT NOT THE--goddammit"

[makanidotdot]

That Cinematic Where Uther and Sylvanas Talked in Shadowlands Plus Everything that Led Up To It Except Now I Like It

Fuck ittt, reposting this cos it's the 2 year anniversary of this wall of text hyperfixation comic I ACTUALLY DID finish, but was only an imgur link bc tumblr didn't support enough images before. putting this shit directly on the good bad site where it belongs

uh ok imagine the blades of grass things in the jailer's hand here are actually like glowing threads of her soul. i could prob color just this part to make it more clear but my body goes limp like a marionette when i think about exerting that small amount of effort to make my comic more legible

this ^ is one page i would maybe color sometime, actually one of my fave things i've drawn tbqhhh

[miracu-less]

LazyBug is back, and all out of Tea

[mouseshift]

happy pride mcsm community

[dimetrodone]

Brave is the most Disney feeling Pixar movie, and Wreck-it-Ralph is the most pixar feeling disney movie, but what is the most Pixar feeling Dreamworks movie and vice versa..

[sunflowersinheaven]

another wip, that i wont be able to finish for a while

[mih4nn]

cheering the other 8 gin enjoyers out there (him meeting sanji again to eat his fried ricee orz)

[fairytail-incorrectquotes]

Levy: Pspspsps

Gajeel, walking over to her: Are you trying to call a cat?

Levy, frantically taking notes: Holy shit it worked

[damianito]

It's been so long since i drew him, it took me 5 minutes to re-learn how to do his hair.

| Commissions open | [Click to help Palestine]

[moeblob]

So does he, Gallagher.

[theriverbeyond]

Nona the Ninth is such an experience to (re)read because you spend just over 200 pages -- a full 40% of the book!! -- being deeply confused, thrust headfirst into a brand new world. there are familiar people, but none of them are people we've spent much time with Before, so even that familiarity is limited. and then not only is everything around you SO different, the narrator just doesn't care about anything that happened Before. Nona zones out during important conversations or is physically pushed away from having the type of information that could orient the reader, so for like 200 pages you have been aclimated to this very slow, drip-feed of information.

and then you get The Broadcast, which feels like a cold bucket of clarity, or like if you were inside a bucket (perhaps initially resistant but now growing quite comfortable with your predicament) and then suddenly dumped out of that bucket into a freezing lake. in 5 pages we get more direct information than we've been given thus far but it's so fast and so much and for half of it Nona's comprehension is hampered because it's just audio, no faces, that the reader goes from being parched to drowning. the slow drip turns into a fire hose.

Ianthe is here and, inexplicably (though of course later explained), a brunette. Gideon's body is here, and extremely dead. the girl Nona has been dreaming about is Gideon. Ianthe's biting commentary is both comfortingly familar as well as deeply disquieting; the enemies of the Empire's forever war no longer being mysterious, unnamed forces but Nona's friends and the city she loves so much.

and then the book just. does not let up from there. the firehose continues for 300 more pages. you've been lulled into complacancy by 200 pages of Nona's School Days Adventure, but Situations have come to call. this is still the Locked Tomb Series, and your respite is over.

[tsukk1]

holding the sun