#let me be insane

[ashisgreedy]

This reminded me of Sharp.🫠 help

[vampieri]

IM SO SERIOUS I ALWAYS GOT DRIX VIBES FROM CHANDLER IM GOING CRAZY AT YOUR STORY. osmosis jones is heat.

if i had a nickel for everytime people compared drix to chandler i’d have 5

BUT BWAAHAHA no i really see it….watching osmosis jones yesterday cracked something open in my brain it’s so funny how many times i went “holy shit this is so chandler core” while watching it and looking at drix

and tbh drixs voice is almost what i imagine for chandler to have like i said on the story, only thing is i don’t think chandler would speak in the same mannerism as him, well maybe sometimes he would but not all the time. the pitch of his voice is about right, fun fact of the night. (it’s just missing thr slavic accent 🙏)

anyway i think they could be friends,,,no they would be friends because they literally share the same dumb mindset in a way. i call drix chandlers long lost cousin

[kitifulnines]

hc that the reason percy is so fucking tall despite being literally 11 is because he's actually a pyredoodle (poodle + great pyrenees mix) and if u know anything about great pyrenees it's that they're fucking MASSIVE.

like seriously we have a pyredoodle ourselves and he was already larger than our previous dog, jasmine, ever was (also poodle mix) before he was even 10 months old HELP. he's a little over 2 years old now and he's gotta be about my height (when standing on his hind legs) if not taller. he's a big dog!

[cosmicdenro]

house sitting so we have to be downstairs for 5 days so the wifi is fuckin awful and aggie keeps refreshing i might rip someone apart

[babydarkstar]

honestly no wonder harrow forced ianthe to lobotomize her so she could save gideon. listen…LISTEN…if i was a secret-war-crime cult nunlet princess worshipped by my entire planet and the only person that (barely) kept me in check was my childhood nemesis—a butch a year older than me, towering over me in stature and physical prowess, and so hot it made my teeth hurt from how hard my jaw clenched in her presence, who wielded a two-handed seven-foot sword and had irritatingly huge biceps and told very lewd stupid jokes and also learned how to wield an entirely new weapon and be my bodyguard with startling accuracy in three months—only to have us finally learn to trust each other because we got invited to a magic murder mystery and then before the bubble burst i spilled the worst secret about myself that i was born because my parents murdered an entire generation and tried to Kill Her along with them and she just wouldnt die, and i told her this expecting a swift death i believed i deserved, only for her to fucking cradle me in her big butch arms and kiss me on my forehead with her soft butch mouth and just. forgive me for a shameful weight ive carried my entire life and then MAKE AN ACTUAL NECRO/CAV VOW with me despite every evil thing i have done to her……to have her tell me, in the end, bleeding and broken after putting up the most beautiful and glorious fight of her life, that she understands purpose and she understands duty and she knows loyalty more fiercely than ever now, that she knows who she is to me, that there is no her without me….to have her backed into a corner and make the ultimate sacrifice…..for me…..to recite scriptural wedding vows of eternity to me in her last wisps of soul-consciousness…..if i thought there was even a snowflake’s chance in the pyre that i could save her by turning myself into her very own locked tomb, i’d be begging ianthe tridentweirdius to crack my skull open and turn me to mush too, goddamn. i understand you harrowhark girl you don’t have to explain a thing to me. god said you couldn’t undo the lyctor’s bond bc it’d kill you. you told god and his angels that not even a lyctor’s bond could outshine the power of female spite and lesbianism and they didn’t listen. they didn’t believe you. but i heard you loud and clear and i was 17 and hormonal and hopelessly romantic not too long ago unlike those fucking dinosaurs and i’m saying it’s valid it’s what i would have done and really everyone should be thanking you for not being worse and more wretched about it, all things considered

[dreadfuldevotee]

Ruby: Yeaaaah, The Doctor just constantly trauma dumped on me starting from the day we met

Yasmin Khan, who has finally been convinced to come back to companion support group after finding out that The Doctor settled down with a family 48 hours after leaving her: I have to leave

[fixfoxnox]

This is why I'm not the biggest fan of the Price is the dad of the 141 headcanons, because what people fail to understand is that the person on the leash is actually Price

[itsdefinitely]

local man loses his sense of self more at 6

closeups:

[friendlyengie]

hey do you guys want some references. Because brother I have some fucking references for you.

[hi-intrepid-heroes]

the bad kids + text posts: fig faeth edition

shoutout to @say-hi-intrepid-heroes for the most fig post in the history of the universe

[riickgrimes]

[ghouljams]

Ghost distribution system giving me a big military man to feed and keep warm.. I would be making him a spot on the couch in my living room immediately

He has his own little spot in your house, somewhere that feels warmer than his house ever could. Your couch has blankets, has wear on the cushions, has pillows that squish when he leans against them, and he has a place there. There's room for him in your warmth, under the umbrella of your care, room you made for him. Even when he's forced himself into your outstretched fingers, you've held tightly to him. It's like you want to feed him, like you enjoy his company.

But that can't be right.

You should know better than to take in strays, should cower in fear of him. Can't you see the points of his teeth? The scars? Don't you see the blood soaked into his fingers? Your kindness is so foreign to him, and yet Ghost can't get enough of it. He sits on your couch and takes the offered meal, shifts his shoulders when you lean against his side. He feels stiff, feels you cuddle against his side like a spooked horse. You don't look at him, not the way other people do: don't try to peak under his mask, don't try to count his scars or the medals that always seem to weigh heavy on his chest. You meet his eyes with a smile, and Ghost thinks of the way your teeth would sink into his throat, the way you could rip into him. It would be painless compared to the soft brush of your fingers against his when you take his plate.

Don't you know? Don't you suspect? The monster you've let into your home, the one that holds its arms outstretched when you come back to the couch and begs for your touch, is the same as the wolves that fight over corpses, that starve in the cold wild, that pant at the edge of man's fire begging for domestication. Can't you hear him howling?

[sky-is-the-limit]

"Anything you want." Sir, I made a puddle, and I'm swimming in it. I had to take a step outside and let the cold air hit my face before my uterus burns through my body. Thanks.

[yuwuta]

you ask yuuta if he wants a bite of your food and when he says yes you offer your plate to him, but he’s just sat there looking at you with his dumb big bambi boy eyes and his mouth slightly open and he will not look away or blink or close his mouth until you lift your fork to his lips to feed him and then he grins like shit’s sweet and hums about how good the food is like nothing happened like he’s not ridiculously attractive. gonna chew on steel

[harriertail]

false prophets

[mobius-m-mobius]

Lokius + a S2 mid season summary 😅