#i'm so sorry baby

[voidsiblings]

I’m watching a freeze-frame video of the Hollow Knight fight for Research Purposes and—

I didn’t realize there was a frame where you could actually see the infection in their shade as they teleport. noooooo the baby—

(edited to add: hey since y’all like pain and suffering, I wrote a fic—)

[chaotictarlos]

Looking at stills for a possible edit and they really out here misspelling Strickland 💀

[doubledickedup]

Clean your damn computer fans. You're basically giving her bronchitis >:(

[goldenboygate]

clown academy

[hwanghyunjinenthusiast]

Not me only finding out now that tomorrow is Mingi day????????

[cassianandfenrysaremyboyos]

Eddie Munson. A perfect angel. Too good. Too pure for this world

[kitkatwinchester]

DUDE THE INTRO CHANGED!!!!

OMG IT'S RED NOW!!!

BECAUSE OF HIS ALPHA EYES!!!

THAT'S THE COOLEST FREAKING THING HOLY SH*T!!!

I LOVE THAT SO MUCH!!!

Also...

*SCREAMS*

Seven minutes into 3b and I can already tell this half of the season is gonna be ROUGH.

I'm gonna inevitably love it because of the Stiles centricity, and it is inevitably going to end up being my favorite because of the whump and angst and hurt/comfort, but OOOOF is it gonna kill me in the process.

The dream within a dream within a dream sequence that this started with is already soooo terrifying and I already feel so bad for my poor baby. :( :( :(

That said, my first question is going to be...is this proof that the Nogitsune is already around, or does this vulnerability just open it up for the Nogitsune to come later?

See, in this situation, the fact that I kind of know what happens means I can look for clues and foreshadowing ahead of time instead of having to think back to see if I can figure out the moment things changed lol.

So yeah. I am so scared, but also so excited, and just overall already so emotionally invested in the inevitable torturing of my poor baby let's go.

...okay that sounded wrong, but you know what I mean. XD XD

This is gonna hurt.

I can't wait. XD ;)

Season 3, Episode 13.

P.S. As an aside, Scott is ALL kinds of hot now, holy sh*t. XD <3

P.P.S: As ANOTHER aside, the way that Noah grabs Stiles after the nightmare and just holds him until he calms down, and the way Stiles finally grabs him with everything he has...I CAN'T. Father of the year right there, OMG. I love them so much. <3 <3 <3 <3

(I'm so sorry Stiles. You know I love you, and I don't want you to suffer, but I have to emotionally prepare for it. And also, I do kinda wanna see Dylan freaking NAIL the acting in this season. <3)

[fauville]

MY HEART HURTS SO MUCHHHHHH

[zadig-fate]

Only downside to travelling to so many JO concerts (aside from my bank account but I'm in denial about that) is having to leave my sweet doggo at home 🥲

Today he was really upset and cried a lot while I was packing to leave for Vienna. The dog-sitter sent me this photo after I left 🫠

[johnnystorrm]

i cannot believe the doctor just spent 45 minutes mistaking fucking sutekh for his own granddaughter. funniest shit i've ever seen. i need susan to show up and find out about this because she'd make sure he never lives it down.

[soosoosoup]

snowzone

[the-stove-is-on-fire]

He done gone did it.

[cowardlykrow]

Brother bonding(?)

[hypewinter]

Hal bent down as the little girl approached him. Even then, he still managed to tower over her with how small she was.

"Hey there little lady," he said. "Anything I can help you with this fine evening?"

The little girl looked at him anxiously, fiddling with her hands. Ok so not a nervous fan. Hal immediately switched to serious mode, scanning the crowd for anyone who could be her parents. He didn't see anyone running up to the two of them or even so much as keeping a watchful eye from a distance.

"Is something the matter?" Hal questioned, making sure to keep his voice even and calm.

The girl continued fidgeting, her big blue eyes scanning from side to side. Finally she spoke. "You wiff da space po-eece yes? Not da am-ear-ree-ca one?"

Hal smiled at the girl. "Yes, I'm with the space police." Honestly that was oversimplifying the Corps a little but he had long since gotten to citizens calling him a space cop.

The girl offered up a small nervous smile of her own. "So you won't tell da gov-ment what I tell you wight?"

Hal was on high alert now. Just what was this little girl trying to tell him? "I won't tell. I promise," he said after a second.

The girl broke into a big smile at this. "Really? Dis way den." She started tugging Hal along and he began to follow.

"Where exactly are we going?" he asked.

"You see," was all she replied.

Hal was led down a couple different alleyways and was beginning to think he was walking into a trap when they reached an abandoned building. The girl dashed in and up the old rusted stairs, with Hal following closely behind her.

If this really is a trap, I'll never hear the end of it from Batman, he thought morbidly as he cleared the last step. Instead of finding himself facing an ambush however, he saw a boy curled up on an old mattress. The girl was already by his side as Hal approached.

"Don wowee Danny, I got help. Like I said I would," he caught the little girl whispering as he knelt down next to the boy. He had to have been older than the girl. Three years older maybe? Yet he was still so small. Hal took sight of his condition. He was in pain. That much was certain by his little face scrunched up in agony and his quiet moans. He was also sweating profusely. His raven black hair sticking to his forehead. Fever maybe?

Hal continued his observations as he scanned down the boy's body until he got to his stomach. The boy was clutching it and Hal could make out blood bleeding through from underneath. Oh no.

He quickly yet carefully removed the boy's arm to get a better look at the wound. The kid let out a groan as his arm was peeled away. Hal couldn't help but thank Oa for all his training that helped prevent him from letting out a gasp.

The boy's chest was covered in blood. Dark red mixed with flecks of green soaked through his shirt and there were bandages that had been amateurishly tied around the wound.

"How did this happen?" Hal asked, turning back to the girl. He did his best to keep his tone as gentle as possible.

Her smile was gone now, and her eyes welled up with tears. "He pwotected me," she said. "Dey wanted to huwrt us. Dey shot at us. Danny pwotected me."

Anger boiled within Hal. Who would shoot at these children? They were only little kids. If what the girl had said earlier was anything to go off of, the answer had something to do with the government. He would have to take care of that later though. For now, this boy needed medical attention.

"Let's get Danny to a hospital," Hal said resolutely, as he got up.

"No!" the little girl screeched. "No has-pee-tail. Too dan-er-us!"

"But he needs-" Hal started but then he met the girl's eyes. There was abject fear in them. As if going to the hospital would be a death sentence for both children. Where else were they supposed to go though? The boy- Danny needed medical attention stat. That much was certain.

Hal paused. There was one place. He sighed. Batman was going to kill him for this.

"Okay okay. No hospital. But what about space?"

"Space?" the girl repeated.

Hal nodded.

The little girl smiled. "Danny lobes space!"

"Well then. That's perfect."

Hal constructed a new bed for the boy, carefully easing him onto it before putting a protective dome around both children. The little girl giggled as he lifted them up. He then turned to the wall where he created a giant hammer to knock it down. Then they were off. Flying higher and higher, towards the atmosphere. As the Watchtower got closer in sight, Hal couldn't help but groan. Taking civilians to the Watchtower? Oh yeah, Batman was definitely going to kill him.

[coffeenonsense]

people protesting you can't ship lucy and the ghoul bc of the age gap are so fucking funny the man sold her organs for drugs, cut off her finger and lassoed her like a runaway calf; I get why THAT might turn you off (couldn't be me but like, I get it) but some of you looked at that situation and went "ew gross they can't smooch, he's old"

[butterflysonnets]

14 year old mike wheeler, monologuing to eleven: i knew from the moment i met you that i loved you

12 year old mike wheeler, the moment he met eleven: crawl out my window and go knock on my house's door so my mom calls child services on you and you can go back to pennhurst asylum or whatever because i'm way too busy — wait did you say you know about will? where is he? is he okay? you can live in my closet if you help me find him