#but it was like… weirdly unsettling??

[braisedhoney]

tick, tick, tick. 

[exilepurify]

ONE and Studio Bones were so funny for how they handled Mob getting hit by that van—specifically with Mob saving the cat from being run over at the same crosswalk like ten seconds beforehand. Because as the audience, when we see that he saved the cat and breathed a sigh of relief, not only does it signal to our minds that the danger has passed, but our brain is also like “Yeah. Surely there’s not going to be a second car. That’s ridiculous. The danger is definitely over.”

But then the scene doesn’t cut like we subconsciously thought it would. And the camera keeps lingering on this moment that’s supposed to be unremarkable. And it starts looking suspicious because there shouldn’t be a reason the audience would need to accompany Mob on a silent and boring walk. It’s almost like the audience is hostage for a few seconds; we keep expecting to be released into the hands of the next scene but we’re stuck in this quiet limbo moment.

AND THEN THE SECOND CAR CRESTS THE FOCAL HORIZON.

[dimension-20-every-introduction]

Everyone Introduced in Dimension 20′s Neverafter episode 4

[haechannabelle]

hiiii i had to leave work early because Mental Illness but now i’m with my kitty !! and it’s all okay :’) <33

[keyofjetwolf]

Just finished my second mitten of Midge's second pair for the season (still need to weave in and make the connection cord, but the mitten itself is done). At near the same moment, finished my latest book (Apples Never Fall, for the curious). Hard to get a more conclusive punctuation mark on the day, and so I take the universe's hint.

[rosepompadour]

Just me waiting for Jimmy Stewart to return from war.

[francy-sketches]

that one wiki art where joffrey has a huge ass bow lol

[kibibarel]

I read through chainsaw man the other day because of your posting and I gotta say like. It's not really my thing, but I gotta respect a series that says "cannibalization is actually a form of love" and means it.

RIGHT?!?!??!!

[ace-fandom-dumbass]

Watching The Dragon Prince, felt like Aavaros sounds familiar but I can't think of it, obviously over to imdb

"Voiced someone in skyrim, maybe, don't recognize the name but I didn't play much. Someone in Knights of the Old Republic games, have to check, maybe but it's been years. Nothing else I recogni..." *Avatar the Last Airbender - Koh* "THATS IT!"

[kaletalecowboy]

is this good

yes and im going to rob you

[theladyyavilee]

feeling very PUSHES MY FIC IN YOUR FACE HAVE YOU READ THIS YET? today, but I am restraining myself 😌

[sanstropfremir]

Im actually kinda shocked you dont keep up with txt from what ive seen theyre one of the only bgs that get a lot of hype for their albums (and a lot of kpop fansdont listen to whole albums anymore so thays a feat in itself) like is it the genre? Are the members boring to you? Do u not like that they have barking as a fanchant???

all of the above lskdjfsldkjflskdjflk

[legendaryjarcollection]

had the most fucked up dream this morning btw. i dont remember half of it but it ended with a father having his sons bisected body attached to his back like some sort of tlou boss

[purpleponder]

Something about Laundromats at night feel so very liminal to me

Just sitting in here feels like you’re in your own dimension where the laws of time and space doesn’t apply, so quiet with only the sound of the machines working to fill it as you sit and idly wait for your laundry to get done. It’s as if your existence ends here, no one talking or looking at you as if you were just a ghost to them as much as they are to you, their eyes only on their laundry or their phones, just people sitting there and minding their own business as you do yours.

Then you look to your right and you can see the world continuing just outside, nothing but a pane of glass stopping the hustle from mixing with the unsettling sanctuary you found yourself in. People working and time moving as you can do nothing but watch life go on, just out of reach as you stay frozen in a sort of limbo. Trapped with laundry yet free to leave at any time.

All this to say that I like laundromats when it’s in the middle of the night :)

[frogchiro]

Brought to you by the biggest snow storm I've seen in YEARS😭

Imagine that it's snowing so heavily that you barely see anything outside the window, a perfect snow storm but the insulation in the shitty apartment building is doing nothing to keep you warm, not to mention the one heater you had was barely holding on.

It was...awful. Hopeless even. You felt like you'd freeze to death in this shit hole and nobody would notice, maybe except...Your pushy and weird but strangely charming neighbour, Simon. He sure unnerved you with that blank, empty gaze that flashed with something whenever he looked at you or with his weirdly touchy behavior where whenever he had the chance to grab you by the hips to 'move you' but given the chance that his apartment woukd be even slightly warmer, you'd take your chances.

Imagine going slowly to knock on Simon's door, your warmest blanket wrapped around your shivering form and imagine the look in Si's eyes when he heard your shy, quiet request as if you were scared and ashamed asking if you could please stay for the night with him because the heating is broken in your apartment.

'Bloody fuckin' hell, she wants to kill me' he thought and almost too eagerly let you inside his apartment. It was...something, sure, with its almost spartan furnishing and the low light combined with the chipped plaster and slightly torn wallpaper made the place look unsettling, but at least it was warmer than your own and you felt like you wouldn't freeze to death :(

Imagine Simon dismissing your thank yous and almost growling lowly at your quiet assurances that you'll be out of his hair by morning and that you promise you'll keep everything tidy and not leave any mess behind. Imagine his borderline disgusted look when you asked him if you could sleep on his couch; what do you mean his couch? Oh you silly girl, you're not sleeping on that old, tattered thing! You're sleeping with him in his bed!

Your look of confusion and embarrasment send a pleasurable pulse into his tummy and made his cock stir in his sweats as he rumbled out that he'd never let his dear, sweet neighbour sleep there, plus it is cold enough to freeze his balls off and he wouldn't mind that extra heat♡

Imagine whining quietly with delight when you sunk under the covers in Simon's bed, even if it looked cold and hard, his bed felt like the warmest and softest nest in the world, not to mention the huge human furnace pressed close to you. You could feel the large male pressing close to you, his hard chest and tummy pressed against your back, his strong arms around your middle and when you were almost asleep, you didn't even register thet you nuzzled your nose and cheek against his stubble.

But he sure did♡

[ew-selfish-art]

DCxDP AU: Danny and Damian are actually twins but were never raised together- Talia would divide her time between bases, spending time with them separately (but spending more time with Damian). Jason technically only met Danny in his time with the LoA.

It still a very tenuous truce that Jason has with his family when he finally joins them for breakfast after a late night of busting a drug ring. And sue him, he's never cared to look at the little one that closely when he's not pointing a knife in his direction. But then the little Bat Brat turned his face towards the ray of light streaming into the family room of the Manor and Jason caught a closer look to the… green color. Huh.

“Hey demon, when you died did you come back with those green eyes?” Jason calls out, and perhaps it’s a little antagonistic but something deeply unsettles the crime lord about this.

“Tt. I’ve always had green eyes Todd. Your observation skills remain dulled-“ Damian begins to berate him but Jason’s scowl deepens and he interrupts.

“No, they were definitely Bruce’s color blue when I met you with Talia- I punched your lights out because of it remember?” Jason supplies, looking perturbed and having a small child look equally perturbed back at him.

“You never met me in Nanda Parbat. And mother would have never allowed you to attack above your station and live.”

“Kid I literally have the scars from my punishment. My memory from that time after the pit might not be great or even good but I know, I know I punched your lights out.”

“No doubt you have been fooled by a clone then-“ Damian says but he looks upset.

“Talia called you Dami then, you’ve never let us call you that.” Jason supplies further, he was certain that Talia had introduced him as her son.

“I was never called such an informal name.” But Damian looks disturbed more than he looks like he wants to fight.

Eventually, after combing through their collective memory of Talia's where abouts and Damian's lack of interaction with Todd, it’s decided that they have to talk to Drake who was there the most recently. Neither wants to add the fact that he's also the most knowledgeable family member when it comes to the LoA now.

“Huh? Yeah, it looks like Talia kept ledgers dividing her time between two places- the journal reads like there is Dami as Damian but… maybe it’s Dami AND Damian…” Tim reviews the books he robbed them of with a fine tooth comb and suddenly this pattern of using the “nickname” and the “full name” start to show a “first child” and a “second child”.

Damian was clearly the favorite. The ‘Dami’ kid was sent away on a suicide mission pretty early in their lives, he would have left right after Todd did at the age of 8-ish. They all groaned at the cold trail following this assignment he failed to return from- it meant that they had to involve Bruce with a DNA search of the local areas the kid had been sent to across the globe. One of which, weirdly enough, was in Illinois.

…

“My name isn’t Daniel” Danny sighs at yet another event the Mansons brought him to with Vlad looking over his shoulder every five minutes.

Then the weird skinny kid who’s the big talk of the town approaches him with some guy built like a tank and says: “It’s Damian, isn’t it?”

Danny literally sinks through the floors, but in his attempts to run out the back door he’s stopped- By a guy that has Danny's own face and a very sharp looking knife pressed to Danny's throat.

In short- Danny introduced himself to the Fentons as “Dami” but they misheard him and called him Danny and fuck it, it’s close enough.

Now it turns out that their mother only planned on one surviving the artificial womb and gave them very different amounts of her time- so she just gave them the same name and reported it like she only had one child.