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[swampyswan]

The tension between Beetlejuice and the Maitlands in the musical is PALPABLE

This funny green man has been watching these two in their house for god knows how long. He wants them to be his best friends. You KNOW he’s watched them fuck. He wants to be their third so badly. He craves stability and love and sees it with them

Meanwhile this couple is the definition of “insane but good at hiding it”. I get the energy that they want to rawdog each other so badly but don’t out of fear that the other will think less of them for it. They fill their lives (or non lives) with frivolous hobbies so they don’t spend it fawning over each other. If anyone can open the floodgates of repressed horniness, it’s the funny green man that’s openly attracted to both of them

[pnkq]

HEY WHAT'S UP GUYS, TODAY WE'RE GOING TO BE TALKING ABOUT 5 MINECRAFT YOUTUBERS WHO HAVE SWORN!!!1!!!!!!1! *vine boom*

FIRST OFF ALL, MAKE SURE YOU HIT THAT FOLLOW BUTTON IF YOU LIEK MINECRAFT!!!!!!11!!!1

NUMBER OEN!!!1

WALTER SOOT!!!!!1!!1

APPARENTLY WALTER SOOT HAS SWRON A LOT OF TIMES! HE IS ON A NATIONAL WATCH LIST FOR SWEARING!!!1!!1

NUBMER TOO!!!11!

THOMAS ISN'T IT

THOMAS ISN'T IT IS SWEAR A LOTS! HE IS ALSO ON THE WATCH LIST WITH WALTER SOTT!!!1!!1

NUMBER FUCKING 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11!!1

JSCHLATT

THIS STUPID MOTHERFUCKING CUNT OF A MAN WHO HAS A DICK THAT I VERY MUCH WANT TO SUCK SWEARS MULTIPLE TIMES A LOT

NUMBER FIVE BITCH

COMBO OANDA

THIS BITCH SAID FUKC TO THE KIDS AND HERE IS THE PROOF

SO ANYWAYS GUYS MAKE SURE TO HIT THAT FOLLOW BUTTON FOR MORE EPIC FUCKING CONTENT

LETS GOOooo

[mr-cactis]

me: OMG A message in the box!!!can't wait to read it! omg let me see

porn bot: hi ;]

me:fuck--

[almightybagel]

[naniajaxandplaz]

When Eclipse goes crazy Hoshi: OK guys that Grumpyre has gone insane what do we do Ajax:Uuhhh find him? Plaz: I don't know? Rain: let me think... Bass: What know Nani:we need a bait Everyone: *Stares at Ajax* Ajax:What? *Ajax was tied to a tree to were Eclipse was hidden* Ajax without xer Scarf: Why am I the bait? Hoshi: because you're the only one who knows about his existence Nani: Hey! Ajax: yeah but why I'm not allowed to wear my Scarf Hoshi: because he can choke on it and I'll trap him with magic Plaz: Just listen for his growls and yo..Yaaahh! Ajax:Plaz? *Looks at the bush to find Eclipses eyes* hi? Eclipse:Grrr.. rah! *Rushes to Ajax Ajax: AAAAAHHHH!!!*tries to untie the rope with xer hands* Ajax: Shit shit shit!* manages to get the rope off and then ran* Hoshi:What about the trap? Ajax:What about my Life?! Ajax*running from Eclipse * Why?!!! Eclipse: Raaahhh!!! Ajax: * Climbs up a van relived that xe lost him* Ok were is he? The van: * Automatically Opens the door to see Eclipse waiting for xem on top * Eclipse:Raahh!! Ajax: Aaahh!!*Grabs Eclipse so he doesn't hurt xem* Plaz with dirt on her body :*Bust the door open* You thought you can take me to the bush and then fucking eat me? Well guess what? I Was raised by Bugs! *swipes Eclipse away with her claw when the electric wire made contact withthe water it exploded * Ajax and Plaz: *Both jump out of the van realizing that Eclipse is dead* Ajax:What the fuck was that Eclipse:*Came out of the burning van and tries to attack them but he saw Nani and flew to her* Eclipse:Nani! * Hugs her* Nani:What happen? Plaz:THAT FUCKING BASTARD TRIED TO KILL ME AND AJAX!*points at Eclipse* Hoshi Rain and Bass:Came to the scene Rain holding Ajax's Scarf:Oh shit he calmed down * Gives Ajax Xer Scarf* Ajax: how'd you do that*Puts on xer Scarf* Nani: He's my best bud Eclipse: Huh....What..Happen? Nani: you've gone caffeine crazy Eclipse:...Caffeine?...*falls asleep *

[louisapennyfeather2021]

Have I expressed lately how much I absolutely HATE the US Government?? I think I've been a bit to quiet about it. Like if the amount of hate I have for the system could manifest into an entity, it would be a neverending pit of pain and fear and disgust. I've never felt so strongly for anything more in my life than the loathing I feel for the US Government. It's a sorry excuse of an Oligarchy that protects Big Pharma, Capitalism, and the Elite but hides behind the disguise of a Democratic-Republic.

Allow me extend my humblest middle finger to every single institution of Government to portray just a sliver of the sheer disgust and fury I feel🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕

[aurae-rori]

I just think there is something so inherently beautiful about choosing to live, despite it all. You have touched the depths of hell, sunken in magma, drowned in blue fire - and yet, even though your fingertips have touched death's in some sort of cruel, twisted dance, you choose to live. You shouldn't have had to go through those things, and I am so sorry that you did. But it's going to be okay.

Not every day is going to be easy. Life isn't easy. But it is beautiful to wake up and choose to continue, even on the days where you don't want to get out of bed. I think those good moments in the future - the future that you do have, mind you - will make it worth the run. There are people waiting for you, out there. There is someone, there, in the future, even if their face is blurry, who is extending their hand to you.

They will be real. You can grab their hand and pull yourself out. You can hang on just a little bit longer.

You can choose for yourself. You are not anybody else's puppet.

Choose yourself. Choose this hellish life, because when winter blows over, spring will come again.

Even if it's for something small - it's worth it. You are worth it.

Please, continue to live.

[muzzleroars]

Lucifer, as the Old Dragon

Lucifer, and all of his angels with him, had been punished by God to exist as a mindless, writhing mass with the bodies of those that survived melded with the corpses of so many that died on impact. Only Lucifer remained fully conscious and aware of himself, tortured by their fate and all the pain of the bodies he was now attached to. Seeing the divine but formless mass, Hell was enchanted - in particular, it saw the beauty of Lucifer as its shining core, so radiant even in ashes, and so it made a body for him, for them. The first work coming as an unknowing collaboration between God and Hell, it crafted Lucifer into a great serpentine form - his halo it repurposed as a face, building up oil-slick skin and displaying Lucifer as its centerpiece in great joy. It grew into them, the walls and brutally frozen lake of Cocytus trapping them all as much as Michael's chains and lodged spear, while its own mass mingled with the bodies of angels. The remains of those lost now bleed eternally from its belly, failing to revive despite Hell's best efforts.

[gimmethemprimals]

🌊 wavecrest-confessions  Follow

whenever I see someone making fun of the tidelords disappearance I get SO angry. Its just so insensitive to water dragons, and it ALWAYS comes from a wind, earth, or ice dragon. Like I don’t think you have any ground to stand on guys, your deities are still more neglectful than the tidelord and he’s not even here

❄️ ice-ice-baby  Follow

Dude your god has been gone for so long his long lost children came back before him

🪨 freshpebble-deactivated

Aren’t you the one who carved your fanart of femboy Icewarden into the side of the pillar.

❄️ ice-ice-baby  Follow

???? You’re literally a shade apologist

💫 see-the-stars  Follow

HOW ARE THERE SHADE APOLOGISTS ON DRUMBLR IN THIS DAY AND AGE I THOUGHT THEY WERE ONLY ON DRITTER

🍃 riding-high  Follow

are we gonna just brush over the femboy icewarden thing

🦅 talonafan2477  Follow

@ see-the-stars the Arcanist is the ORIGINAL shade apologist what are you talking about

🦅 talonafan2477  Follow

btw “ice ice baby” is apart of from clan froststep that has a history of supporting the gaolers during the freezeflash war and thus the destruction of the banescales

🌑 walkingshadows Follow

Yeah but what about the femboy icewarden thing

🔥 its-gettin-hot  Follow

you can excuse genocide but draw the line at femboy icewarden?

🌑 walkingshadows Follow

im not drawing the line i just wanna see it myself

🌺 bug-claws Follow

thats fair

[suffersinfandom]

I feel for the Izzy fans, I really do. It sucks to have your favorite character killed off, especially when you feel like their death serves no narrative purpose. It genuinely hurts to lose a character that you identify closely with, and it's okay to be sad and grieve. The character might not be real, but the grief is. Let people mourn. Don't be rude to the ones who are just being sad in their little corners of the internet, yeah?

That said.

Some of the stuff I've seen in the OFMD fandom today? Worst shit I've seen in a fandom that I love and care about, and grief is no excuse. I know I'm a no one in this fandom and I'm mostly typing into a void, but I've got to get some things out:

The show doesn't deserve to be canceled. None of the creators, producers, or writers deserve to be canceled. Nothing queerphobic, homophobic, or ableist happened.

Izzy's death was not an insult or a cruelty or a targeted attack.

David Jenkins and the rest of the writers did not gaslight and abuse anyone (yeah, those are take I've seen).

It wasn't "objectively" a cheap or meaningless or badly-written death. You can hate it and that's okay, but that's still subjective!

Izzy was not the main character or the "heart" of the show. The heart of the show -- the show itself -- is Ed and Stede's relationship. We have been told as much.

"Ed hasn't faced any consequences for his actions." He has though? He didn't gaslight girlboss his way back into everyone's hearts. Izzy is not Ed's hapless and helpless victim. He was almost beaten to death and ran around in a penitence onesie with a catbell on; I think those were consequences.

"How do you feel when gay characters are randomly killed off to help a straight couple progress their narrative? Not good, huh? That's how disabled fans feel." It's okay to feel that way, but don't make any sweeping assumptions about disabled fans. I'm disabled and I'm gonna say that's not what happened here.

"How dare you kill off this character who's abused, flawed, suicidal, disabled, and queer!" Ed is still right over there, yeah? Check, check, check, check, and check. (Little note: I've seen a lot of "he's not disabled!" Even if you don't buy the kneebrace ((Ed Teach with bad joints is so important to me, shhh)), what about invisible disabilities? What about mental health issues? I'm not here to diagnose a fictional character, but it's clear to me that Ed has mental health problems that dramatically impact his life.)

"It's sick that Izzy died in the arms of his abuser apologizing to him." I don't even know where to start with this one, but I get the feeling that some parts of the fandom only consider physical abuse valid. Mental, verbal, and emotional abuse are pretty fucking damaging and I think it's sick that some folks think they aren't actually abuse.

People who enjoyed the last episode of season two aren't media illiterate. People who love Gentlebeard aren't abusive narcissists.

I just.

I really, truly feel for Izzy fans for I too have lost a blorbo. I'm giving a huge hug to the Izzy enjoyers who aren't out there making threats and calling everyone abusers and being outright hostile to anyone who had the nerve to enjoy this season. Like, I genuinely hope you guys are doing okay, and if you need an ear, I'm game.

[selcouth-vast-poet]

okay i tthink i did it YIPPEEEE

[diorstarr]

shadow of a doubt // managing monsters, marina warner

[almightybagel]

[sassywiththesas]

I fell for you

Then u made me jump to my own death

[pinkmandias]

The Judgment Of Solomon / Mike, Walt, & Jesse

5x01 - Live Free or Die / Valentin de Boulogne / “Split the Baby” Negotiations - Philip Krause / William Blake / 1 Kings 3:24-27 - KJV / 5x03 - Hazard Pay / José de Ribera / 5x04 - Fifty-One / Peter Paul Rubens / 5x06 - Buyout / William Dyce / Raffaello Sanzio da Urbino / 5x07 - Say My Name

[chokedraven]

"What are you fighting for?"

The words broke through the thick layer of fog in Whumpee's head, wandering and finding their way to Whumpee's mind, despite the fact that they had long lost the thread of what was happening around them. They could barely muster the remnants of consciousness to understand their own predicament —however, the words sounded surprisingly clear in their head.

"Do you have a goal?"

They caressed the edges of Whumpee's consciousness, the soft echoes of the outside world, beckoning, wanting to pull them out of the secluded dark corner of their mind, into which they had crept in a stupid (you can't blame them for their little sanity, when they were barely able to think without loading their brain to boiling), stupid and pathetic attempt to hide from the painful reality.

But now they were finally here, curled up in this very corner and slowly withering away, only to be pushed back to the surface?

Back into this endless agony of torture?

"Some reason... Lord, any reason to be so nasty, huh?"

Whumpee whined, a soft sound burst into a small red bubble, inflated with a thin film of blood between their lips. The taste of copper tickled the walls of their throat unpleasantly. They took one quiet moment worrying about it before slipping back into unconsciousness. A blissfully empty cinema with a single occupied seat, occasionally buggy screen with echoes of their overly dramatic interlocutor (even barely conscious, they could get tired of these monologues).

Soft footsteps echoed through the small room, accompanied by a barely audible soft chuckle. And then — a smiling face appeared in front of Whumpee's half-closed eyes, making them spend the rest of their strength into flinch.

The raised thin eyebrows, the wide smile, the wide-open eyes and the dark pupils dilated from the faded lighting. They were willing to bet that this face would keep them awake at night if they got the chance to grab a quiet moment or two of a slumber.

Whumper's eyes ran over Whumpee's face, as if scanning, trying to memorize every detail: half-closed unfocused eyes, lightly parted lips and frozen blood like a cherry on a cake.

And this is probably what will make Whumper sleep sweetly at night.

"It's just... I'm really interested." They chuckled, their voice clearer now that they were much closer to Whumpee, almost inches from their own face. "A beautiful wife/husband waiting you home? A couple of toddlers? A cute golden retriever?"

It was barely possible to discern mockery in their words, it really sounded like simple interest, undisguised curiosity. Or just so exposed to the background that it was impossible to hear anything behind it.

Whumpee whimpered softly again, no more than a wheeze, and closed their eyes. The darkness continued to creep into their mind...

They flinched again when they felt a cold pressure on their eyelids. Whumper carefully, almost gently, opened Whumpee's eyes again, lifting the eyelids with the tips of their thumbs, and forcing Whumpee to face them again.

"C’mon, tell me, will you?"

Whumpee couldn't. Their tongue felt heavy in their mouth, their mind barely caught Whumper's words, not to digest them and give a reasonable answer.

However, Whumper didn't seem to be waiting for it. Their face softened as they moved their fingers to the sides of Whumpee's head, edges of their fingers gently stroking hair above their victim's ears. Thumbs never left their eyelids.

Whumpee tried their best not to enjoy the gentle touch after so many hours of torture.

"I know so little about you... Yet," Whumper chuckled softly and leaned just a bit closer, hot breath touching Whumpee's face when they spoke again: "I guess we'll have a plenty of time to get to know each other better, don't you think?"

Taking a last quiet look at their face with, Whumper allowed their hands to pull away, and Whumpee's freed eyelids finally fell, plunging their world into solid darkness.