#comin' through

[acheemient]

Wait wait wait wait wait.

Are we supposed to be saying "#<prev tags" or whatever when we want to use someone else's tags?

I've just been putting "#stolen tags" when I use them.

I might be getting too old for this shit.

[athenepromachos]

Gator power !!!!!! 🐊🐊🐊🐊🐊🐊🐊🐊🐊 😲😲😲😲

[zombeesknees]

Squeezed my Dracula Daily goofiness into an appropriate frame.

[hinamie]

fire nation festival wear aka a blatant excuse for me to push atla clothing design conventions to the absolute Limit

jjk atla!au with @philosophiums

[epiclamer]

THE WORLD I LOVE, THE TEARS I DROP TO BE PART OF THE WAVE, CAN’T STOP.

They were trying to be quiet—they really were—but the sound of their heartbeat pulsing against their eardrums was deafening and they couldn’t keep their focus. It was only one small slip up and the next thing they knew they were flying head first down a flight of stairs.

The crash was so loud Civilian was convinced even the villain’s neighbours heard their tumble. And if it was loud for the villain’s neighbours, it was even louder for the villain themselves.

A hand landed on each of the civilian’s shoulders, hauling them up, spinning them around, and slamming them into the wall. When their dizziness subsided, the breath was knocked from their lungs once more at the sight of Villain’s all-too-friendly smile right before their eyes.

“Well, it’s about time I caught you, pretty. You’ve been sneaking around my base unpunished for far too long.”

Civilian’s tongue turned dry, they were never supposed to get caught. One heaving breath later and they were part way through a plea and a choked sob when the villain switched their hands, both of them coming to grab Civilian by the throat; effectively shutting them up.

“God, you’re going to break so prettily.” The criminal smiled and cocked their head, eyes boring into the other’s skin. “Sorry, I’m getting ahead of myself. What’s your name, darling?”

Civilian nearly collapsed in fear, knees just about ready to give out if it weren’t for the villain’s hold pinning them to the wall. “H-Hero—” They gasped out, prying at the fingers locked around their neck.

The villain looked them up and down quizzically, as if they were trying to solve a puzzle that wasn’t quite adding up in their own head. “Funny. I didn’t peg Superhero as the kind of person to hire scaredy cats.”

“V-Villain, please—”

“Begging already? Our fun hasn’t even started. What a shame it is that Superhero can’t see you now…” Villain’s chokehold tightened, Civilian’s nails dug through their suit and into the other’s hands. It was a last ditch effort to keep air and blood circulating through their body.

The criminal’s grin widened at their increasing desperation, the way they scrambled, and the way their eyes pleaded silently for mercy. It truly never got old.

“Let’s get a good look at my latest victim, shall we? The newest face to be plastered across the newspapers.”

Before Civilian could register what was happening, their mask was ripped free from their suit, revealing their raspberry red face to the enemy. They spluttered, a little more air coming through now that the mask wasn’t blocking any extra intake, and made somewhat of a whine as they looked into the villain’s… shocked gaze?

No, they had to be mistaken.

The villain dropped them. Not bothering to budge when the wheezing civilian collapsed at their feet, struggling with every burning breath they could swallow.

When they had quieted down, Villain lowered themselves to a crouch, tangling one hand in Civilian’s hair and pulling their head up. The villain analyzed their face, the tear tracks running down their cheeks, their quivering lip and half-lidded eyes.

“You’re that pesky reporter. The one who always somehow gets the insider scoop on me. You’re not a hero.” Civilian winced, Superhero was going to kill them for being found out.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” They rasped, throat still on fire from their previous strangling.

“No, no, don’t try to fool me.” Villain scoffed, clearly insulted. “You’re the reporter who works for the Daily News Downtown. You’re always up in my business and now suddenly you wear a costume too? Dancing around pretending to be a hero? What’s going on? Who has you in this get-up?”

A lump caught in their throat, Civilian wasn’t about to just give everything up were they? Spew all of the details about Superhero and their threats? They couldn’t. Their family, friends, and career all depended on them getting this information back to Superhero.

Villain’s expression morphed in return to Civilian’s silence. “If you’d like to take a moment and think on it, I have a very beautiful cellar that could use a little company.” All at once, ratting out Superhero didn’t seem like such a bad option after all.

[grailknightmonty]

just because you're soft doesn't mean you aren't a force.

honey and wildfire are both the color gold.

[juniemunie]

So that montage where hiccup kept failing on making a stable fin but he kept going, slowly and surely improving on it right

Ever think about it in Toothless' perspective?

Some lil guy that used to be your enemy is now going out of his way to help you fly no matter what, using materials from the weapons they created, not giving up on you until you're able to fly properly, making adjustments, new ideas to the point of risking himself getting nearly caught by his own kin fraternizing with the enemy

"Everything I thought I knew about you... is wrong"

[jdms-flat-ass]

the feminine urge to use his nut as facelotion

[spacevixenmusic]

Source: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles [2004]

[lxdymaria]

[greatalastoraltruist]

So we know Alastor and Lilith disappeared at the same time 7 years ago. And we know that Lucifer had a meeting with Heaven which began the exterminations. We don't know when that happened though. Either they're not mentioning when the exterminations started because they've always happened or because revealing when they started would give too much away and make it too easy to guess things. All Charlie knows is that Lucifer went to the meeting and she assumes he gave the go ahead for exterminations. But the exterminations haven't always happened. They only started after the angels, or specifically Sera I think considering no other angels knew about it, became afraid of the power and influence Lilith had over the demons.

My current theory is that that meeting was called between Sera, Adam, and Lucifer because Alastor and Lilith were planning on working together with him broadcasting her voice on his radio station to inspire the other demons to rise to war against the angels. I think Sera demanded that Lilith and Alastor be separated with Lilith making a deal with Adam to stay in heaven where she can't empower any other demons with her voice or even contact anyone in hell and that Sera demanded the exterminations happen as well in order to not only lessen the demons' power but also instill fear in them in an attempt to prevent future uprisings. I think Alastor was given the options of either be killed or sign a contract limiting his power and requiring him to stay away for a while so that their little idea of rebellion is forgotten amongst the masses. I especially think that because of Zestial's comment about folks thinking Alastor had fallen to holy arms. Maybe Sera is his contract holder. That or they tried to straight up kill him and he somehow escaped barely alive and it's taken this long for him to heal and regain enough power for him to feel comfortable revealing himself to society. But trying to kill him wouldn't explain the contact or his need to 'unclip his wings'.

[texasbama]

Thank you Oliver

[faunandfloraas]

miniature.

[diamondsunbursts-and-marblehalls]

my blood by tweny one piots is so scott mccall and mieczyslaw stilinski coded.

[a-s-levynn]

Tiny Token 3rd set

[bulldog-butch]

on the second day of pride month i give to you all a (19 year old) baby