#that'd be ok

[thebrainrotsreal]

BACK ON MY INVINCIBLE MLP CROSSOVER JOY!!! I love this crossover smmmm, my soul is happy, cured even, treated of all possible ills. For Andressa's species, instead of relying on a horn for magic (which they don't have), every filly is bestowed a gem for magic! AND, because I want it, Oliver has some winks to Andressa's designs with the swirls on his legs mimicking the lines on hers, sharing a thinly tail, tiny little bumps like spikes, and the curls sorta kinda maybe like her antennae (if you squint and believe, which you should). Andressa and Oliver ilysm. Best purple pony on the planet tbh, sorrry not sorry Twilight Sparkle :/

Bonus drawing of Oliver trying to practice magic by lifting a sheet of paper, he's trying his best, ok???

[achillean-knight]

Mettaton May

Day 21 - Soul

[wehadabondingmoment]

You make it difficult to not overthink/

And when I'm with you I turn all shades of pink

[justablah56]

did y'all know that the close family is very special to me

[thewallshaveeyes]

I FINALLY FINISHED THIS FUCKASS COMIC!!! And just in time, too, cos my next highstream is gonna be tomorrow! After that, I'm solely gonna be focusing on getting out my second prologue for Growing Pains, so. Be prepared and whatnot

[andy-clutterbuck]

ANDY PHOTOGRAPHED BY GIANFRANCO TRIPODO IN 2017

[sillyabtmusic]

♡ Keonhee in Oneus MVs ♡

[originalaccountname]

Miitopia is great because you get to keep screenshots like these and find them again months later

Akutagawa is not digestable

[harpoonsnotspoons]

Was only going to draw one thing today but Coraline AU Strilondes called to me

[strawberrymilk-sunshine]

You get no say in it

if you're wondering why I wrote this blame the chapter of the Halloween event where Octavinelle scares the Magicam monsters

...I hope this is good

Warning(s): reader has a kind of controlling parent, child reader, platonic yandere Floyd!! (not proofread)

Your father brought something home a while ago. Something strange, something you've never seen before.

Your father called it a monster. But, to you, it looked more like a human than a monster.

You thought it looked pretty. He had two different coloured eyes, his body was a teal colour, and his hair was too, with a strip of darker teal falling over the left side of his face.

You wanted to be his friend! But... you know your father, and he would never let that happen...

"(Y/N), you are not to speak with that monster." Your father commanded. "Do you understand?"

"Yes father!" You told him, knowing for a fact that you were absolutely going to speak with the monster the moment your father left.

"Good. I'll be back soon, (Y/N)."

"See you soon, father!" You said, focusing once more on the thing you' been drawing.

The moment you heard the door slam shut, signifying your father leaving the building, you ran as fast as you could to the basement. The basement was used to store your family's treasures, including the monster.

You walk up the old rusty stairs. You got to the top of the platform that led to the large water tank. You got down on your knees, causing the old staircase to shake.

You stuck your hand in the water.

You yanked your hand out of the water before the jaws bit your hand off.

"Hi!" You excitedly said to the monster. "What's your name?"

"You're a weird one." He said asked. "Every other one of you I've met's been scaaaaaared of me~"

"Well I'm not!" You said. "I'm not scared of you at all!"

"Why aren'tcha~?" He asked. "Ya got lotsa reasons to be scared of me. I mean, I've got two sets o' teeth, plus I swallow prey whole. Alive. Ain't that spooky?"

"That's so cool!" You said in amazement.

"...really?"

"Yeah!!"

"Huh. You really are a weird one, huh?" He looked at you in amusement. "Fine, I'll answer your questions, I guess~"

"So what are you? Father says you're a monster but I don't believe him!" You told him.

"I'm a moray." He responded.

"And what's your name? I wanna be your friend!"

"My friend?" He asked. "You're so strange... wanting to be friends with a monster... but fine, Little Shrimp-Fry, I guess I'll be your... friend." He said, giving a wide grin. He lifted his hand out of the water, wanting you to shake his hand. "My name's Floyd, nice to meetcha~!"

You made a friend!!

Your father doesn't exactly let you leave home, so you don't really have any friends...

But now you have one! You have someone to talk to, someone to play with, though you can never let your father know.

You visit him every single night, making sure your father never knows.

"So, Shrimp-Fry, what's your family like?" Floyd asked you one night.

"My... my father runs a very successful and powerful business, but I don't know what it is... and mother isn't around much, I don't know why."

"...I have a twin brother back home." Floyd told you. "We look a lot alike... you probably wouldn't be able to tell us apart if he was here with me."

"Do you miss him?" You asked. Floyd looked shocked for a moment.

"Yeah... yeah, sometimes I do." He admitted. "And, a-and we have this friend, Azul, yeah? He's an octopus! And he can grant anyone any wish they want, for a price."

"Any wish?"

"Impressive, right~?"

"Do you miss your home...?"

"Of course I do, Shrimp-Fry...! I mean, it's... it's my home... it's hard not to miss it." Floyd told you. "But if I'm being honest..." He sighed. "I don't think I'll ever get to go home. I think I'm just gonna rot away here... nothing more than a novelty to your kind."

That's right...

Your only friend isn't here willingly.

Whenever you talked to him, he'd tell you all about the sea.

How beautiful it was, how much he loved it...

How much he missed it.

You felt sad for him. You can't imagine just suddenly being taken away from your home and being treated as just some trophy.

You don't want to lose him, but wouldn't he be happier in the sea...?

You want to help him.

You began drawing up escape plans for you and Floyd. The two of you are going to escape your father's house together.

The night you finished the plans, you immediately went to show him.

You gave him detailed explanations of all the different crayon drawings.

"You sure that'll work, Shrimp-Fry?" Floyd asked, tilting his head to the right. "Not to doubt you, but-"

"(Y/N)?!" The man stormed up the rusty stairs as you stood there, completely frozen in fear. "(Y/N), your father has told you many times you are not allowed to speak with the monster. OR to enter the basement!" Your father's assistant yelled.

"I-I'm sorry! I just wanted to-"

The man picked you up.

Floyd watched it all happen from the water. He didn't know why he did it, maybe because you were his only way of escape, but...

He grabbed tight onto the man's ankle and pulled him into the water.

You watched everything happen from the platform. You watched as the crystal clear water became more and more red.

The man didn't resurface, but Floyd did.

Most of his face was covered in blood.

"Eh? What's wrong, Shrimp-Fry?" Floyd asked, noticing how scared you looked. "You're safe, you aren't hurt, so what's wrong?"

"I-is he... ok...?" You asked, terrified.

"...yeah. Don't worry about him, Shrimp-Fry. He'll be fine. You just go off to bed, m'kay?" He reached out of the water, and patted your head with his blood soaked hand. "We'll talk more about escaping tomorrow night."

You discussed your escape plan with him every night.

And eventually comes the night you decided to put your plan into action.

You grabbed Floyd's hands and began attempting to pull him out of the water.

It was harder than you'd expected, but you got all of him out of the water eventually.

He was much longer than you'd thought, and heavier too...

Thank goodness you live close to the sea.

You dragged Floyd through the hallways and then, you ran into the one person you didn't want to.

Your father.

"Can you... close your eyes, Little Shrimp-Fry?" Floyd asked. "I have some personal business with this one."

You saw your father's look of absolute terror as this mock-human monster he'd taken as a trophy crawled towards him with murderous intent.

You squeezed your eyes shut and covered your ears with your hands as Floyd began to attack your father.

After many minutes passed, two wet hands grabbed yours.

"Start walking, Shrimp-Fry. It's probably better if you don't open your eyes yet... I'll let you know when you can." Floyd told you.

You trusted him.

You kept walking through the hallways, your eyes still tightly shut.

"I think we're far enough away now..." Floyd whispered to himself. "You can open your eyes now, Little Shrimp-Fry~!"

You realized that Floyd's hands and face were once more covered in blood, and your mind came to the terrible realization of what happened.

"Is he... dead...?" You asked.

"...don't worry about that right now, Shrimp-Fry." Floyd told you. "Just keep on pulling us towards freedom!!"

When you finally made it to the sea, you were ready to say goodbye to Floyd. Since your father's dead now, you won't have any issues making friends!

But then...

You were pulled into the sea along with Floyd.

"Ahhhhh... it feels sooo good to breathe the saltwater again..." Floyd said. "Thanks for everything, Shrimp-Fry~!"

"Um... y-you're welcome." You nervously responded. "Can you put me back on dry land now...?"

"Are you kidding?! Of course not, Shrimp-Fry!!"

"What-?"

"I waaaas planning on just leaving you for dead once you got me back out here, ehe... buuuuuut then something changed." He explained, holding tightly onto you as you got farther and farther away from the shore. "I'm not sure what changed. But now... I don't want to ever let you go, Shrimp-Fry..."

"NO!" You screamed. "I-I WANT TO LIVE ON LAND! I W-WANT TO BE A NORMAL KID! I WANT-!"

"Shhhhhhhhhhh... everything'll be oooookkkkk, Shrimp-Fry~"

"You're a part of my family now... you don't get a say in it."

[knaveofmogadore]

Imagine you're a robot girl (stay with me) and you're made by a corporation right like you're made by a company for other people but like. You're made by a company. At any moment that company could decide that your line isn't profitable enough and they could cut software updates and support as soon as tomorrow. In the blink of an eye the very things keeping you alive stop coming and you've become terminally ill overnight, your only chance of salvation being the thin hope that in the future a niche group of data hoarders or software engineers become obsessed with getting you to work again. You're an object with sentience and a brain and wants and needs and at any moment the Google news feed of the crusty computer nerd you live with could spit an alert across your eyes telling you that you have months to live.

What even happens when the time runs out? Does life continue as normal, but you're sick more and more often? Do the viruses take more and more processing power to fight off as your security protocols fall out of date? Does the world become muted and distant as your compatibility fails? Do you one day just lose your Internet connection forever, a loss so profound that you can't explain it to your human companions? It's worse than a limb, but not quite like losing your mind.

Do you lose function bit by bit, or are you able to scrape by on second hand parts? Bit by bit replacing the pieces of you that fail, all the while living a muted, disorienting existence without the ability to right yourself? Are you more or less of a person now that you've lost touch with the network? Lost your connection to the metaphysical, to you, the divine? Are you eventually bricked after falling behind one too many software patches? Do you fry after trying to take on an update you're not able to even contain, a piece of software so complex and unfathomable that it burns you to a crisp from the inside out

[jtl-fics]

Fluent Freshman Chapter 14 is OUT!

I'm back from my vacation so I'm posting between piles of laundry.

[everyfandom-girl]

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[simmyfrobby]

― Teju Cole, Blind Spot

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[andy-clutterbuck]

4x16 | A

[sillyfudgemonkeys]

I need the 12 year old Rangi with her mother lore dropped like yesterday FC Yee. Don't leave me hanging. TT0TT