#mostly for shits and giggles

[shorlinesorrows]

here is ur daily reminder that Kevin Day leaving the cult that raised him was never selfish

thx send post x

[happypeachsludgeflower]

Concept: after Shang Qinghua lost his original draft, he said fuck it and wrote progressively worse and worse gibberish content for Proud Immortal Demon Way just to enjoy watching his favorite anti-fan, Peerless Cucumber, loose his shit.

[tatortart]

Screenshot study for a warmup!

[lunaticguy227]

"sangwoo is my man/husband/ yada yada" now comon now your man WANTS a man

that man is not straight cho sangwoo gay af he wouldnt even bat his eye on a lady even for a second you think salesman just found him in the middle of nowhere? no he lured that bitch like a fish with a gay hooking app and a promise of a dogging

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH everyone and for our favourite depressed gay man

[zo1nkss]

SHIELDING MY EYES FROM ALL THE PIT BABE POSTS BUT YOU GUYS WE'RE GETTING TOP FORM SEASON 2!!! BOOM SAID THEY'LL BE WORKING ON IT WHEN THEY'RE DONE FOCUSING ON S1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WE FUCKING WON QUEERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[be-more-silly]

WARNING: PRETENTIOUS CHOIR KID YAPPING Kinda crazy how much of the rtc fandom (THIS IS JUST FROM MY EXPERIENCE IRL AND ME BEING PRETENTIOUS AND NITPICKY ON AO3 I LOVE Y'ALL YOU'RE COOL) doesn't know shit about choir and like ik a lot of choirs do things differently especially smaller choirs hell my school's choir could be doing something wrong ya never know but I can always kinda tell in a fic who's been in choir and who hasn't if you're gonna focus on the choir being a choir try to do it right

And like there's so many ways you could write it well: is it a class or an after school club? Do you have to audition or just sign up? What section would everybody be In? Do you walk in there and father Marcus is super strict and there's no freetime or anything they just lock in and sing or Do they maybe have time right after the class starts and before it Ends where idk maybe Mischa is messaging Talia and ocean is (in a very pretentious fashion) help anyone who needs it understand the music? Do they go to competitions? Give me details please I'm desperate

[moon932]

reject canon only old west cowboy au

[mixtape-bee]

in honor of a certain day we got mouthwashing political standings fr ..

swansea is either crazy conservative and right leaning or he does not gaf

[angelbitezzz]

Recently read Tilikum by Llama_Goddess on Ao3 (check out the link it's so good) and it gave me some interesting brainrot ideas

Fic under the cut

A day dawned like any other for Sans. Get out of bed, work various odd jobs, slack off at said odd jobs, and get home to sleep some more.

Today was a new gig—Janitor work at the local aquarium. It was good, easy work. He'd been all sorts of things in his time both underground and now on the surface, so he was largely left to his own devices practically since the first day.

Some kid spilled one of those themed ice creams on the floor in front of one of the siren tanks. Big attractions, those guys. Not quite human, too physical to be a monster, they sort of floated in this odd in-between state of natural existence. Word was that the song of one would easily lead you to your drowning death. It was a good thing that glass was thick and soundproof, otherwise any of the ones held captive would likely jump at the chance.

Sans mopped away at the spill slowly, dragging out the task. The place was closing for the night soon, he certainly didn't want to be redirected to something else when he had such an easy job right here. A whistle leaked from between his teeth, some song he'd heard on TV earlier in the day.

The room was empty now. With the evening settling in and closing time within the hour, no one had come by to this one since he'd gotten here. Probably since this specific siren didn't seem a fan of performance, or being seen. You were lucky to get a glimpse of it if it was feeling curious on a given day, or so Sans had heard.

He wrung the mop in the bucket and set about just mopping the entire room, still whistling away. But a chill ran up his spine, halting his movements.

The unmistakable, burning feeling of being watched.

He turned his head slow, pupils sliding up along the glass he stood next to until they connected with a bright purple gaze that seemed to peer right through him.

The siren.

It—She? She floated right there, hand pressed against the glass. Her pupils were blown wide open, though they dilated just a little when their eyes met properly. There was something curious about the look on her face, so human if not for the subtle shine of fine scales along her brown skin. Dark hair drifted around her face, some kind of kelp braided into it at certain spots, that same stuff even braided and tied together to make up the cloth she was wearing around her chest. Did sirens care for modesty? He didn't know. Her lower half was that of a fish, something tropical he hadn't bothered to learn the name of. Powerful muscles twitched the end of the tail, keeping her afloat in the same position with ease.

He wasn't sure when he'd stopped breathing. It seemed like time itself had stopped when he realized he was being watched. Was this typical of sirens? Did the gaze of one paralyze as much as the song?

No, that couldn't be the case. Otherwise they wouldn't bother with displaying them at all.

When he didn't react behind meeting her gaze, she seemed to relax just a little. Her eyes slid along his form, taking in the details of his Janitor's uniform and the bones that were visible.

"huh. you're, uh, curious, i guess?"

Sans wasn't sure why he was talking, it wasn't as if she could hear him. But the way his eternal grin moved with the speech seemed to fascinate her. She lowered herself to be more at eye level, both hands against the glass. He slowly put his mop back in the bucket and turned towards her, tugging at his gloves to pull them tighter before stepping closer. The siren didn't move, only followed every movement with that same burning gaze.

"heya." Sans gave a little wave, the way the kid had taught him.

The siren waved back, copying his movement exactly. Then she did something new—she pointed at him. He pointed at himself.

"me?"

She nodded and did something else, crossed her hands over her chest in fists, only the index and middle finger half extended. She bumped them together at the wrist, tapping the fingers to her shoulders and sliding them down to a point at her mid-chest. When he responded with a blank stare, she repeated it. His head tilted.

"now what does that mean...?"

The siren only did it once more before she seemed to give up. She made a recognizable motion this time, both hands in fists together and turning down as if snapping something. He almost frowned.

"that a threat?"

Her face broke out into a wide smile, revealing teeth sharper than he expected before she was laughing on the other side of the glass. There was no other explanation for what she was doing, she was laughing, entirely too amused by his reaction as her shoulders shook. His grin widened a little at that. Well, at least someone here was having fun?

The siren seemed to recover from her fit and gazed at him once more, pupils dilated again. Then they flickered up—an alarmed look flashed over her features before she was suddenly gone. There was a flick of her great tail and then she had twisted away into the kelp and seaweed populating her tank, only the waves of the greenery giving away how fast she'd moved. Sans glanced backwards, feeling oddly like a kid caught doing something he wasn't supposed to when he met the fascinated stare of a fellow janitor.

"hey, paul. uh. somefin the matter?"

"....I didn't see a damn thing."

The older human just turned and walked out, grumbling something about working here for too damn long just for a newbie to get the attention of one of the shyer sirens. Whatever that was about.

When the intercom crackled to life to announce the night's closing, Sans cast one last glance at the tank as he retrieved his bucket and mop.

The siren was nowhere to be seen.

[gay-barbarian]

I think it's time as a fandom we decide on ship names. Here's my pitch (and what I saw) for some of them, feel free to disagree and/or add any you want:

Swan/Mercy - Swercy

Swan/Ajax - Swanjax

Swan/Rembrandt - Swanbrandt

Ajax/Rembrandt - Remjax

Ajax/Cowgirl - Cowjax

Ajax/Cleon - Ajeon

Fox/Rembrandt - Foxbrandt

Cowgirl/Cochise - CoCo

Cleon/Rembrandt - Remeon

Swan/Mercy/Ajax/Rembrandt - SRAM or MARS

[youwouldtreatittenderly]

I'm doing a reread now that there's so much more malec content and I just realised Magnus is often Alec's damsel in distress. And honestly? I kinda like it.

Because Magnus has always had to be strong on his own and is used to being seen as the one who solves everyone's problems, so no one thinks he has to be protected except Alec, who tries so hard. And it's so touching how unassuming and quiet Alec goes all out for Magnus and becomes his knight in shining armor, always coming to his rescue and being a total badass.

[thebuckandeddiething]

it's time for a funny conspiracy theory cause I'm trying to survive the hiatus:

We don't get season bloopers because Oliver and Ryan are one of those actors that keep suggestively leaning in every time they do a scene close to each other's faces (which, let's be honest, is EVERY time Buddie is on screen) and Tim knows we would lose our fucking minds if we saw it...

[phantom-donuts]

If I had a nickle for each protagonist, I come to obsess over that is able to: redo time, have multiple encounters with death, have abilities that can be triggered by impacting the heart, obsess over a silver haired girl with prurple eyes (and have mixed feelings/assumptions with a girl who looks exactly like her), and have a situationship with a guy who has grey hair and blue eyes. I'd have 2 nickles, which isn't a lot, but it is very funny that it has happened twice-

[rottedbrainz]

Sooo...I've been seeing the mlp infection aus everywhere and guys...I caved 🙂

[dailykugisaki]

Day 355 | id in alt

I was out here just "Wow I should color this so they know I'm gonna put air Jordans on Kugisaki Nobara fortnite tomorrow" then I didn't and just slapped some random shit on. She looks nice though.