tiny me carefully constructing a soft nest of stolen washcloths and socks inside a wine glass to take the best nap ever. i roll over in my sleep knocking it off balance, shattering the glass and sending shards everywhere in the room. i do this every night until the giant’s curio cabinet is devoid of all their grandmother’s antique dishware
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Black Swan, upon peeking into her memories: Never mind- I'm outta here! Nope! Nope! Abort mission! Oh crap! Too much information!!!
Acheron: *enjoying dancing*
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I've had a drink. i think there's something uniquely devastating about so many of the conversations opal had with the other crownkeepers being moments of bittersweet comfort rather than just pure kindness or friendship. It would have been one thing (still devastating) if the conversations were about like. fluffy bonding or unfiltered affection or moments of joy. But so many of them were. tired. understanding. Someone is wiping away tears. tired smiles. battle bruised. Do you ever feel like you're not real? Sometimes we glorify people and its fine if we never see them again. but then you meet them again. I'm scared. I'm worried. I'm terrified.Opal is wearing a spiky crown and dripping ichor and this is not a group of friends averting their gaze from it. All these quiet moments and tired understanding. This is a group of people that love each other, that really genuinely like each other, and are worried about each other. That want so badly to help.
They're standing there and their friend is hurting them and maybe the worst part is not that. Its the memory of that same friend, tired, in tears, in the dead of night, after a battle. Scared. So worried about that same thing. Your friend is hurting you and all you can think about is that you know, how scared they were of that exact thing.
How scared they must still be.
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Trailblazer loves trash, has a sibling who also loves trash, created a pet trash cat-alien... Now, obtains a trash husband
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this stream clip will not leave my brain so i had to draw it
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love how in orv you have these voyeuristic gods that livestream people dying for profit and then you read the webtoon and they literally look like they’re about to start playing hopes and dreams and his theme at max volume
honestly my favorite thing ever, their appearances are so misleading, i think id fucking die in the apocalypse not because someone would kill me but because as soon as i saw one of these guys leading the scenario the higher functions in my brain would shut off and id try to pet them because LOOK AT THEM ?
if embodiment of surveillance state and late stage capitalism then why friend shaped????????
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