#soooo....yeah

[kawaiichibiart]

I know people have posted about the Story of Evil being sung by the Tenmas (in terms of songs the different units should sing. Tsukasa would sing Daughter of Evil and Regret Message, while Saki sings Servant of Evil) but has anyone ever brought up a reincarnation AU?

Tsukasa in his past life was a Prince. He was cruel, selfish, and overall didn't care what happened so long as he got his way.

Saki, his sister, lost her rights to the throne and was taught how to be a servant so she could serve her older brother. And she did everything he told her to, because she loved how happy it seemed to make him. Even at the cost of her own happiness.

Neither of them remember their past at first. But it comes to them slowly while they sleep. Sometimes they seem like sweet dreams, other times they're absolute nightmares.

And one day, when Saki's health isn't the best (not exactly a turn for the worst, but she's not in a good position either), and Tsukasa is fretting over her, just a tad too much more than usual, she tells him to stop worrying so much and that she's fine, she'll be fne, she doesn't need him doing everything for her, and he snaps back that it was his fault she died before and he refuses to watch her die again.

And she goes quiet while Tsukasa goes on and on about vivid dreams and nightmares where he's a Prince and she's his servant despite being his sister. How he didn't care about her feelings. He told her to kill someone and she did because it made him happy. How he would throw bottle after bottle into the ocean, not remembering what exactly was in each note placed inside, but each one essentially being a wish to reunite with Saki. Because the most vivid nightmare he has, is seeing his own sister be beheaded in his place.

And after his rant is over, he looks at Saki who has been staring at him this whole time, and he's screaming at her to say something. To tell him he was insane. That nightmares were just nightmares.

But what she says is:

I thought there was something wrong with me.

And now it's Tsukasa's turn to be quiet as Saki is telling him about her dreams and nightmares. So similar to his. How he was a Prince and she was his loyal servant. How she wanted him to be happy and that seeing him smile made her day all the more brighter. How she remembered killing someone, she couldn't remember who it was, but she loved them. She loved them so much her heart hurt, but she killed them anyways because he asked, no, told her to. And she remembers vividly switching places with him because people wanted him dead. And the last thing she sees, as she's waiting to die, is Tsukasa make his way forwards, part of her wondering if he's going to confess and reveal himself, and another part of her wanting to scream at him to leave, and as she can hear the guillotine drop, she sees him smile gently and she wakes up.

Neither of them had worked out that their sudden need to make sure the other is okay, to see them still alive, for Tsukasa to finally give a damn about the sister who did everything for him, and for Saki to finally be allowed her own happiness, was because they were having essentially the same dreams from different perspectives.

A selfish Prince was reborn alongside the sister who always cared about him, and now it was his turn to take care of her and let her find and persue her own happiness.

A loyal servant was reborn alongside her once selfish brother, who now takes care of her and cares about her happiness so much.

A brother and a sister are given another chance to be the one thing they were never really allowed to be: family.

There is no more Prince and Servant.

Tyrant and Pauper.

Son of Evil and Servant of Evil.

Just a brother and a sister.

Tsukasa and Saki.

[hell0mega]

people are drawing Steamboat Willie Mickey doing all this crazy shit and whatnot, but you could always do that. you can do that now, with current Mickey, just fine. it's fanart and it's legally protected. hell you could take Disney-drawn Mickey and put a caption about unions or whatever on it and it would still be protected under free speech and sometimes even parody law.

what is special about public domain is that you can SELL him. you could take a screenshot and sell it on a tshirt. you can use him to advertise your plumbing business. people have already uploaded and monetized the original film.

you could always have Mickey say what you want, but now you can profit off it.

[dramatic-dolphin]

"europeans are soooo much more enlightened and anti-racist than americans" haha sooo true, quick question, how do you feel about romani people?

‼️THIS POST IS ABOUT ANTI-ROMANI SENTIMENT. DO NOT DERAIL. ‼️

[writingpun-art]

um. so here's my post-canon farcille confession comic

[drop-dead-dino]

I’m totally normal about these two totally normal dudes :) .

I don’t usually read fics, specially AU related ones, but this one GOT me, holy cow. Check it out if you fancy that sort of thing! 

Love, Death, and Rollerskates by @spadillelicious !

[keferon]

………..OKAY listen I know this looks and sounds a bit weird but..like…just imagine ummm fantasy and medieval aesthetic but with robots? And like…there’s some kingdoms and wars….and knights, who’s supposed to fight evil.

And robo-demons and robo-dragons and robo-magic. You got the idea.

And in all this - Blurr is a knight who loves messing with questionable magic so one day he summons a demon. I mean. On purpose. To serve him and help him fight and stuff. He’s pretty good at forbidden dark magic and knows all he need to know to control this demon.

The thing he doesn’t know though - the creature he summoned was once a knight too. And much much more knowledgeable in dark magic than him~

Next ->

Tasty art

[tibby-art]

canon event for me

[shima-draws]

HELLO?????

[tennant-davids]

DOCTOR WHO Army of Ghosts / The Star Beast

[feelo-fick]

WHY has no one talked about these panels. fuck it its 12 am (at the time of me "finishing" (<- not even close) writing this, its nearly 2 am) im going to talk about them

ahem.

before i get to the Main Point i wanna discuss chils tendency to spiral into his thoughts

like, sure, yeah, he's a reasonable guy. real logical-- but he tends to rush through so many possibilities and in this scene even berates himself for his tiny mistake. every thought in this scene goes so fast to me here, just "snap snap snap, call for help, no thatll attract too much attention- wait is there a switch? crap its too far away- nevermind lets just wait for marcille- but can i trust her with that?? god im so stupid, am i just gonna be trapped here until morning???" and it takes a moment for him to stabilise and snap out of it

like... he even has a little pep talk about it

i guess you could take this as him merely being a quick thinker? but i highly doubt it -- look at this fucking guy.

anyways. hes always got to be eased out of it one way or another, whether that be complainerism (self-explanatory), strategising with another person (that way all the insecure thoughts get pushed to the back in favour of working together), reassuring himself (discussed above) or...

you. could.

distract him.

place a brick wall in front of that zooming train of thought and watch it crash and burn :)

he doesnt even respond in that first pic, by the way. in fact, he doesnt say anything for another 3 (and a bit) pages, and by then the topic has been safely switched (granted those three pages are just marcille and laios making the familiars, but i feel it still stands that there was no response at all, not even visually)

secondly, in that other instance -- see how his eyes go wide as saucers when contact is made? and how they turn into pinpricks once he looks back**? god. and. like.

oh. fuck. ive gottta continue this in a reblog since ive reached the picture limit on mobile -- i am not even a THIRD of a way through all my thoughts on this- we didnt even get to my footnote!! sit tight everyone :)

[attleboy]

mean lady save me. mean lady save me. m [collapses and dies]

thank you amanda for mean ragatha voice lines on the streamily tonight... i owe you my life

[blackoutbruh]

sis againnn

[averageludwig]

Oh my godd.... LOOK at her......... My wife...

[willowser]

HMMMMMM interesting to think about arranged marriage with prince shouto...............

i think he wouldn't know. what to expect with you. i think he'd have an idea, as in, what his father, the king, has taught him; the duties of a wife, where your importance ranks in relation to his duties. what he's not meant to discuss with you, like politics and matters at court and foreign relations. how you will speak to him. what to buy in the event that you become...unhappy. a nuisance.

("and she will," enji had muttered, briefly glancing up from the parchment on his desk to fix shouto with a look he didn't understand. "they always do.")

you don't meet until the royal wedding, when you're coming down the long aisle of the grand cathedral, dressed up in a swathe of silk and lace. a thin, gossamer veil hides you from him, but he can feel the ardor in your eyes, the intensity burning through the material. it doesn't seem real until your bare face is only a breath from his own, until he has to see the earnestness in your stare, too.

your kiss is simple and chaste, nothing spectacular, something that leaves his mind as soon as it's over. ever a todoroki, a hundred other things enter his mind, all regarding his now iron-laid obligations: it's vital he meet with advisor keigo to reiterate the plan to establish his authority among the council; general aizawa is in attendance to the wedding, and shouto has not yet received word on his opinion of the new king's ideas to modernize their armed forces; midoriya is somewhere, no doubt wanting to go over state affairs again.

truthfully, shouto doesn't spend long "celebrating". there's already too much that's required of him, hardly enough time to even scarf down a few bites of the banquet laid out before he's being chartered off into discussions on foreign relations and infrastructure development. maybe once or twice does he look back to check on you, chatting pleasantly with his mother and sister at the front of the great hall, and that's satisfying enough.

it's not until much later that he sees you again; freshly bathed and wearing something sheer and long and white, atop his bed.

or his marriage bed, he must remind himself.

enji didn't spend long going over consummation, with him or either of his brothers—natsuo, red-faced and annoyed at the very subject, always storming off, and touya had seemed well-aware of the process, at the time (back before he'd been ex-communicated). it had sounded simple: strip off your dress, get his cock out and into you, and only retreat once he was sure his seed had been spilled.

—so he's not exactly sure what to do or think or how to feel, when you're laid bare and reaching up to hold his face.

it's so startling that he sits back on his knees, to frown where he's looming over you.

you stare at him quietly, like you're expecting him to say something, and he only has a moment to wonder if this is you becoming an unhappy nuisance—what had been the answer, to solve this, anyway?—before you let out a soft laugh.

"c'mere," you tell him, sitting up, too, when he keeps his distance. "i want you to kiss me."

"i already have."

"yes," you laugh again, amusement glowing in your eyes, like the warmth off the fireplace, as you reach for the ties on his trousers. "but you're meant to do it again."

and up until then, he'd felt confident in his achievements, his executions; he'd managed a lot today, in one evening, and he had a lifetime to manage more. it was a good a start as any, he'd thought, but now—

shouto almost can't get the words out when he feels your hands ghosting up the inside of his shirt, nails tickling over his ribs. "a-am i?"

you wrap your arms around his waist in what could be a hug, scooting forward to look up at him with your chin against his chest. "yes," you smile and—it's familiar in a way, how touya would whenever he was teasing. "you're my husband, you're meant to kiss me whenever i want."

that—was not something his father had ever said, he was sure, and it was a too-rare exchange between his own parents. now that he thinks about it—and he does, then, because he's faced with the reality that he doesn't know as much as he should—he's not sure the former king and queen even sleep in the same room, much less the same bed.

much less hug and touch and even smile, the way you do now.

there's no argument he can make against it, aside from finding keigo to find his father to verify the truth to such a statement, and he's only meant to retreat from this bed on one condition.

and if this is what it takes to meet that—then shouto supposes he'll have to do it, for now. he's a brand new king, after all, and it would seem he still has much to learn.

[iaminjail]

michael mell gets bullied by an evil supercomputer.png this is not a michael gets squipped au btw lol i just wanted to draw smth silly. anyways i love this guy forreel <3

cropped ver.

[hitrone]

he such a catboy u know