#<< maaaaaybe?

[dogoftherevolution]

"Oi, Fel says this looks too violent and dangerous." he huffs, passing the notebook over to Vander, "Thoughts?"

it did indeed look violent and dangerous, a large gun that looked like it would be as tall as Silco. he did add some doodles to it though, little smile-ys, which made it less threatening.

-@through-blisters-and-bedrock

he turns the notebook around to face him, bracketing it with his hands on the table.

“and just who do you plan on murdering with a gun this size, if you don’t mind me asking?” vander smiles, brows furrowed in humor.

[whentheynameyoujoy]

Of my many wishes for Alecto the Ninth that would make me explode if fulfilled, Alecto somehow finding that birthday T-shirt from Pyrrha and remembering would lead to the greatest meltdown by far.

[bloodydeanwinchester]

you cannot tell me he wasn't already in love with cas here

[shepscapades]

OH DARN LMAO I meant to queue a new lil comic tonight but I forgor and I'm gonna be out for an hour or two RAWR so I'll probably post it tomorrow or Monday :D

[gloriousfckingpurpose]

personally i dont think the creature would keep his last name. my own genuine thought out hcs on how he’d connect to (and also feel disconnected from) his former identity aside… that is a wifeguy if i ever saw one he would be mr creature swallows in a heartbeat

[frownyalfred]

👀

More obscure & niche: Superwonderbatlantern!

(Ex-military pilot could be a type for Di too mayhapssssss)

To badly quote ProZD: “What if we all just fucked each other? You know… just one big fuck pile.”

[himbeaux-on-ice]

"hopefully [67] is good luck" has to be hands down the FUNNIEST thing you could possibly say after signing with the LEAFS. the fuckin Leafs.

[jewishcissiekj]

Lesbian Asajj is like the one headcanon hill I'll die on without being able to provide 1000+ words of detailed reasoning and explanation because my main argument for it is "just look at her"

[anonymous-dentist]

Roier-centric eldritch psychological thriller-slasher starring his wonderful husband, his two lovely kids, and the man in the mirror:

- red in eye? Not sleeping, go figure

- he’s had Cellbit back for just a few days after rescuing him from purgatory. No Doied or reset, yeah

- castle is built on top of paranormal rooms. Magic bleeds

- Roier is clingy, because duh? His husband is back from seemingly the dead? And they can finally chill for a bit before they go kill everyone in the Feds <3 #couple things

- knife is missing from the kitchen, sounds right tbh

- Cellbit is sad and tired and just wants to rest. He doesn’t care about killing anymore, he’s tired

- …which is fine! Roier isn’t picky tbh, he’s just happy Cellbit is back

- Roier is tired tho. He’s been sleeping, but he always wakes up so tired

- and Cellbit notices, and he starts trying Roier on some fancy sleepy teas and stuff because he may be traumatized, but he’s also worried

- Roier is paranoid tho. Cucurucho keeps watching him when he’s out on the island, he swears! There are eyes on him, what?

- okay, maybe he’s sure, because he goes to do laundry and! His red hoodie is gone! He swears he put it in the washer wtf. Cucurucho must have stolen it

- he suggests as much to Cellbit, who seems properly upset for two moments before storming off to the fear room to think

- …but it’s fine! He’s allowed his own space!

- Roier notices dark circles under his eyes in the mirror. Sigh, so much for beauty sleep :(

- at least Cellbit is doing better. He still doesn’t wanna kill atm, but he does seem to be planning something, so there’s that!

- Bad comes by to talk to Cellbit. Roier HATES him, hand on his sword even in his own home, but it’s FINE! Cellbit says as much, and Roier trusts him with his own boundaries

- Richas wants a bedtime story. Roier tells him all about the adventures of a little boy named Sally who goes to live on the moon. Pepito is entranced

- in bed, Roier likes to snuggle Cellbit. These days, he wants to be snuggled. He wants to know Cellbit is holding him, that he’s real.

- “I missed you.” “…Really?” “Yes, really, god, you’re stupid. Mwah.”

- Roier goes to shower and finds the drain has been clogged by white fur. Cucurucho…! >:(

- (is he being watched?)

- Cellbit is CONCERNED about this, my god. He doesn’t want the kids in the murder room, so they go to stay in the Order instead. Because that’s safe

- no mirrors in the Order. Thank god, but this just means Roier can’t do his makeup :( How else is he supposed to cover his dark circles and stuff?

- and Roier… sleeps better! It’s quiet and nice and cold in the Order. That must be it, the castle just needs a ceiling fan going

- after a bit of investigation, they go back to the castle

- the next morning, they wake up to frantic messages from bad and Phil anout the Order being completely WRECKED. It’s all ruined, parts of it are blown up

- Cellbit is destroyed. Right in the center of the room over the logo is a bright red smiley face, :)

- but Pepito seems.. off. A little worried, he keeps holding onto Roier’s hand with his thumb in his mouth. Rip

- to try and cheer people, including Cellbit, up, Roier says he should start doing paranormal room tours again, and it cheers Cellbit right up because he LOVES spooky shit

- blood room. The lava seems to flow brighter, but it’s probably the light. It’s cozy, at least, snork mimimi

- Roier shaves in the morning in front of the mirror every other day or so. He blinks, and he opens his eyes to see himself crying

- …so maybe Cellbit’s disappearance got to him harder than he’s been letting on. It’s fine!!

- the Order is being rebuilt. Cellbit is there ALL THE TIME, making it a bit more of a community center than a secret society considering his whole ‘retirement’ thing. But Roier misses him :( But he doesn’t wanna be too clingy, he’s a grown-ass man, and so is his husband

- until tnt goes off one night while Cellbit is working in the order and Roier is asleep. He barely gets out alive, though it’s not like it would’ve mattered with respawns

- Richas is Deeply Upset about this. He wants to beat up Cucurucho, but like. What can he do??

- (Cellbit goes to get some sand from his chests in the fear room to make glass and realizes it’s gone. Upon inspection, so is a lot of his gunpowder)

- Roier is quietly taken off the allowlist. He doesn’t even know

- Pepito wants to hear another story about Sally and the moon. So Roier tells him, and he doesn’t realize he’s crying until Pepito starts crying, too

- “It’s a sad story, don’t worry. I’m fine.” “It doesn’t sound sad to me. Sally is happy, right?” “Oh, probably. The moon is awesome.”

- more hair in the drain. A weird smell in the bathroom when Roier goes to shave and shower. Bleach?

- he wipes the fog from the mirror and swears his reflection is smiling at him until the mirror fogs again. Upon wiping the fog again. Normal him

- he’s starting to get a little freaked out, so he goes to talk to and hang out with his dad, who mentions that Roier looks a little paler than usual. Maybe he’s just sick and hallucinating!

- so foolish, doctor, does a check-up. The reflective mirror on his headband stares into Roier’s soul, and his eyes look so red it looks like he’s been crying

- foolish sends him home with a packet of kelp cocaine. Roier doesn’t take it, but he appreciates the thought

-Cellbit isn’t home, so Roier goes to hang out in the blood room and pet the demon dogs

- and he falls asleep

- and he wakes up in bed. In his pajamas. The next day

- but Cellbit doesn’t seem to know that he like? Napped at all the previous day? He was awake when Cellbit got home with the kids. He made dinner. Asked about the murder room, pouted when Cellbit brushed it off, cuddled in bed

- but when Roier looks absolutely confused and almost terrified, Cellbit goes quiet

- “what is it?” He asks

- Roier swallows and can’t even manage a smile.

- “nothing,” he lies.

- he’s used to this, right? The blacking out? But it’s never lasted this long, and it just feels different. Right?

- when Cellbit goes to make coffee, Roier storms into the bathroom and tells the mirror to knock it off. Whatever it’s doing, it can do to bad boy halo instead

- but then Pepito screams and Richarlyson cackles and Roier goes downstairs to get a photo only to see them standing in front of the fridge and staring at a decapitated polar bear head, Cellbit looking very :/ behind them

- Roier’s reflection in the microwave winks, and he fights the urge to cry

- Roier starts trying to get every reflective surface out of the castle he can find. When Cellbit asks why, Roier lies and says it’s spring cleaning. In January.

- but then Cellbit looks him in the eyes, and Roier sees his own terrified reflection in them, and he knows he’s doomed

- unless…

- no!!!

- it’s the thought of potentially hurting his husband that makes Roier give in and start explaining all the weird shit that’s been going on for weeks now, and Cellbit is quiet through it all

- they hold each other on the balcony, and then:

- “Guapito, I think you’ve been possessed by a Blood Spirit. Kind of like a leech. A ghost wandering in search of strong emotions to feed off of.”

- “what the fuck”

- “don’t worry!! I think we can get rid of it!!”

- so they try. Cellbit gets to researching, and Roier sits and stares at a very dark room with all reflective things in the house Gone

- and then they do an exorcism

- and it works!! It all seems fine for a few days!!

- the mirrors are put back up

- Roier goes to shave

- and his reflection is staring right at him with a smile when he raises his razor to his cheek

- Roier’s hand shakes.

- he looks at the razor

- he looks at his reflection

- he hears Cellbit in the other room

- he swallows

- he raises his razor to his eyes

- and-

The End

[justthegirlinthemirror]

hot take nessa would ROCK the 2020 alt aesthetic

[ljblueteak]

M*A*S*H reference on House, in which Chase is Trapper John. 5x07, The Itch

[homoqueerjewhobbit]

I think I've cracked the way to the perfect the tumblr experience. I undergo the severance procedure and have my innie doomscroll and reblog for me; then I, the outie, only read my own blog. This will solve all my problems.

[avirael]

Febhyurary 2025 Day 08 - Crystal

"Close your eyes.", Nhagi'ra said, carefully took her hand when she did as he asked, and placed the gift he had prepared with so much effort and help in her palm. His voice sounded a bit nervous when he added, "Now you can look." She gasped as she opened her eyes and saw the beautifully crafted earring in her hands. It was made from silver and decorated by delicate pattern forming a crescent moon and crystals of different shades of vivid blue which with the light reflected in them almost looked like they were shining.

[notbecauseofvictories]

Please tell us more about your garden!!! What's the plan, what are you excited for etc etc??

This piece of notebook paper has been stuck to my fridge since January! I am excited for all of it.

I had such a great time pickling tomatoes and jalapenos last year, I'm going to do it again---I have four big planters, so we're doing two tomato, two jalapeno, plus what the internet assures me are good "companion plants" for each (basil and thyme).

Then I'm trying my hand at cucumbers this year, plus some radishes and green beans. Absolutely no idea if they'll turn out---my cauliflower was decimated last summer, I'm still in mourning---but the dream of beautiful pickles is getting me through. Plus, radishes are supposed to be good companion plants themselves!

Then parsley and basil for the rest because they're ridiculously easy to grow and harvest, and having a limited supply last year meant I didn't get to make the vats of pesto I was dreaming about.

About a month ago, I commented that I felt like I had my face mashed up against my back window, muttering “…….planting time? time for plants? plant?????” to myself as I stared at my empty tomato cages. It is an immense relief to finally answer YES

[wardentabriis]

16. a kiss on the back of the neck. for lin/lucanis :3

“How would I know?” Lin doesn’t move as Lucanis sits up behind him. He watches the fish swim from one side of the aquarium to the other, his eyes narrowed against the soft green glow. Even as Lucanis lazily rests against his back, arms draped around his waist, he doesn’t take his eyes off the small, dark shapes moving behind the glass. Lucanis sighs into his shoulder. “How would you know what, exactly?” “Whether this is real.” Lin places a hand gently over Lucanis’. “...How long was I gone?” “Three weeks.” The response is instant; Lucanis kept track, like always. Lin wouldn’t be surprised if he knows down to the hour. “It didn’t feel like three weeks,” Lin says. “An hour, at best, but an hour too long. And now that I’m here...I don’t know. Is this another test? Another regret?” “What would you regret about this?” He bites the inside of his cheek. “That I let you walk away without telling you what I needed to say.” It has to be real. He feels everything. The smooth fabric of the couch beneath his bare legs. The tickle of Lucanis’ beard against his shoulder. The faint, uncomfortable tingle of nerves beneath his scars when they’re touched. He smells cologne and coffee mingling with sweat. He still tastes himself from Lucanis’ lips. It can’t be another illusion, another trick. Solas can’t take this from him. Lin exhales softly as Lucanis moves his hair over his shoulder, pressing a soft kiss to the back of his neck. “I’m here now, as are you.”

[corvigae]

as is tradition i am once again posting a "remember to edit your fucking bio to your current age now that your birthday is over" post as a virtual sticky note to myself