#thwacke

[heymacy]

#i'm not gay but my fiancé is

[waitineedaname]

I love chenqing. fuckass evil flute that everyone hates. somehow considered more dangerous than the literal magic swords everyone else has. supposedly made of bamboo but wei wuxian was out there whacking people with it on the battlefield. it's a vessel to channel dark and fucked up magic, but it was also a toddler's favorite teething toy. it's great.

[b1adie]

[realtidepod]

ult dirk dying at various speeds

[pnfc]

my perry folder has like 300 screencaps which is actually much too small. anyway i like shots where hes in more uncommon poses, rarer angles. uh here are some images of perry the platypus from the tv programme phineas ferb

[so-very-small]

my tiny partner came up to me and gently placed a kiss on my hand but i didnt see them and the weird tickling sensation on my skin made my brain go “SPIDER‼️” and so i flung them across the living room on pure instinct

[rocketbirdie]

malfestio, the hypnotic owl of nightmares

[blaiddraws]

good morning and happy mantit monday, gaymers, have some imminent Sibling-On-Sibling Violence

[logicpng]

i missed drawing ena!!! and the trailer got me excited!!!

[melljam]

jake and samuel beating each other up as a greeting (in chronological order) <3

[sleepnowmychild]

Thinking about the time Hypnos chucked a glow in the dark star off the altar and onto my face to tell me to stop scrolling and go the fuck to sleep.

[lakesbian]

My bugs were now successfully settling on him, oddly giving me a better sense of his movements than my eyes had, and I was directing them not to sting or bite, so he wouldn’t have an easy time finding them.  They began to cluster on him, and somehow I felt like that was slowing him down even more. The onslaught had been softened, and he wasn’t half as effective at keeping me off balance, now.  He couldn’t effectively see my posture to know the optimal places to strike, so I was able to get my feet firmly on the ground.  I lashed out twice with my fists, but my hits lacked impact.  Something to do with his power, I suspected, as well as his ability to move fast enough to roll with any hits he felt connecting. So I grabbed a weapon he couldn’t react to, my pepper spray, and directed a stream of it into his face.  Then I instructed the bugs I’d gathered on him to bite and sting.

this is one of those moments in worm where i don't know if it was intended to be humorous, but the phrasing always makes me laugh. something about the italics on "then" and the "so" cutting off this serious, lengthy analysis with this visual of her just casually standing there spraying a massive amount of pepperspray right at the face of this blinded guy covered in bugs fucking kills me. it feels like slapstick comedy. especially because the next thing that happens is This:

The effect was immediate, and dramatic.  You’ve never really seen someone flip out until you’ve seen a speedster flip out.  He fell to the ground, stood, tumbled over a chair, then was up the next second, lunging for a table, blindly patting it down in the hopes of finding something to wash his eyes out with.  I felt him slow down dramatically, increasing his own strength enough to allow himself to check the cups and pitchers. I had bugs on the table he was searching, and the only liquid there was wine.  Anticipating he would continue looking for some relief, I moved closer to the table nearest me. Sure enough, he darted over to the same table and began searching.  I took one long step to my left, reached behind my back, and gripped the foam handle of my extendable baton with both hands.  Like a golf club, I swung it up and between his legs.

LIKE A GOLF CLUB.

[davidtennan-t]

This was so unexpected I-

[aseuki]

It's @humming-fly's bday which means it's my Annual Excuse to draw her art of her OCs! (<-does it year-round anyways asldkfjsdn)

Love Fayre and Prism, they're both SO fun and silly 💙💜

[nightmaresyrup]

Old Hunter...

I like the OG hunter garbs...but I imagine it would get sticky from the merciless "thwacking".

[lesbiansforboromir]

We've got to retire this 'product of their time' phrase, everyone's born in a time and everyone reacts to what's happening around them at that time, it's a completely impotent phrasing that seems to be used to exonerate anyone we please of any responsibility for their opinions without rhyme or reason. What does it add to any discussion or sentence? If you believe criticism of a public figure is ignoring the circumstances of their life or the culture they lived in, say that.

Tolkien was influenced by his baptist-then-catholic upbringing after having been born in colonised south africa, sure. That means his views on women were simply a burden foisted upon him by the opinions-angels of bloemfontein1892 and therefore there's no reason to talk about it? Seems dubious to me.

Virginia Woolf is ten years older than Tolkien, Ronald Reagan is twenty years younger than Tolkien, Thomas Jackson was born in 1760 and none of that means we cannot critisise all of them for the things they said or the impacts they have had upon society. One of Tolkien's being this wide-spread instinct to never be too mean to him or allow any discussion about him to proceed without first reassuring his ghost that we aren't mad at him, as if he might cry. Do we do this with any other author of the 20th century? Genuinely I'd be fascinated to know if we do, I can't think of a single one.