#… what is wrong with me?

[faembrosia]

Why sleep when you can dream?

[hornedstorys]

The only poison I would swallow with greed, down to the last drop... and the bitter taste would feel like the sweetest honey, in all of Rome, on my tongue.

this man makes me poetic *Sigh*

[kaminocasey]

I fear I will never feel the way about a man that I do Rex. Or Gregor. Or Wolffe. Or Hunter. Or Jesse. Or Fives. Or Echo. Or Kix. Or Crosshair. Or Tech. Or Wrecker. Or or or or...

I could go on forever lol.

[lady-phasma]

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen - Dune: Part 2

No caption, just hands

[batgirl-1994]

So as a professional Maladaptive daydreamer,I can't excorcise a specific image I totally made up in my head.

TW, extreme superbat angst ahead.

So the backdrop is the batcave, we can see the main consoles, the stalgamites and the bats.

In the forefront center we can see a kneeling superman, in his full superman regalia, his both hands holding reverently a pale hand, with his forehead agianst its dosum, worshipping.

The hand belongs to a supine figure off screen, who lies flat on a cot, we only can see the arm, the shoulder, and part of his hair.

The figure is extremly pale and still, connected to different medical equipments, including a heart monitor, which shows a flatline, and 0 heartbeat count.

[calmoose415]

The Movie Star Speech

Tails sighed.

He folded his elbows over his desk. With another heavy exhalation, he rested his chin on his wrists while his namesakes swished in mild aggitation.

It was supposed to be so simple.

Another day, another raid on one of Eggman's bases. Jewel had sent him, Sonic, and Amy on a mission to scope it out and see if there were any supplies they could grab from there.

And while they had managed to grab some useful stuff, they ended up accidentally tripping some of the bases old security protocols.

Thankfully, with his trusty Miles Electric on hand, he could shut down those protocols with ease.

Keyword: could.

But no. Instead a stray blast from one of his defenses hit the device before he could finish hacking the system.

It took some time, but eventually, he, Sonic, and Amy were able to successfully escape.

But Tails still didn't feel better, especially while carrying the remains of his device back.

To make things worse, when they filed the report upon getting back to Restoration, he could practically feel the eyes on him.

While most people at Restoration were generally fond of him, some even idolizing him, he still had his handful of doubters.

"What is he even doing here?" He could hear some of them saying "He's just a kid, he doesn't belong here."

"What does Sonic see in that kid, anyway? It's not like he does anything that important."

"I heard Sonic only took him in because of his skills. It's not like their actually friends."

No matter how many times he heard it, well-meaning or not, their words always cut worse than any badnik.

These feelings continued to persist even after they got home.

Of course, whenever he was feeling down, Tails always fell back on his hobbies to distract himself. And since the Miles Electric needed repairing, this would be the perfect oportunity.

However, no matter how hard he worked, the thoughts still lingered in the back of his mind.

His head began to hurt as he desperately blinked away the tears building in his eyes.

He was eight years old with a 300 IQ; he shouldn't be crying like a little baby!

Suddenly, the door to his workshop creaked open, startling him out of his thoughts. He spun around, picking up a stray wrench on his desk and instinctively throwing it at this supposed intruder.

Instead, he was greeted with the sight of his big brother standing in the doorway, catching the wrench with ease.

"Woah, bud!" Sonic exclaimed a light chuckle in his voice. "Could've given me a concussion with this!"

Tails' shoulders relaxed. "Sorry." He mumbled. "Didn't know it was you."

"Hey, no harm, no foul." Sonic shrugged.

The teen casually strolled over to Tails' desk, placing the wrench down gently.

Tails hung his head, rubbing his eye tiredly. It was dark outside the windows of the workshop, the sun having set over the horizon a couple hours ago. And it was beginning to affect him.

"You doing okay, bud?"

Tails looked up at his brother, his heart clenching at the concern in his voice.

"I-I'm fine."

Sonic tilted his head before donning a soft smile. He knelt down in front of the kit, placing his hand behind the cub's ear and gently scratching.

"Is this about what happened today?" He asked.

Tails wilted, refusing to meet his brother's eyes, picking at one of his namesakes curled in his lap.

That all but confirmed it for Sonic.

"Hey, bud. It's not that big a deal..." Sonic started.

"It is a big deal!" Tails suddenly snapped, cutting his brother off.

Sonic recoiled a bit at the boy's outburst.

"I couldn't stop Eggman's security protocols fast enough because I was an idiot and didn't see that stray shot coming for me!" A few angry tears leaked down his cheeks.

"Bud, that wasn't your fault. None of us saw that coming." Sonic smiled comfortingly.

"You would have." Tails murmured quietly, looking back down at the ground. "I'm supposed to be smarter than this. But every time we're put in a life-threatening situation, I never pull through."

"Hey," Sonic voiced sternly. "You know that's not true, right?"

Tails, a bit startled, remained silent.

Sonic sighed tiredly. "Hey," He gently took Tails' hands into his own, giving them a light squeeze. "Do you need the Movie Star Speech?"

Tails glanced up his brother before he hesitantly nodded.

"Okay." Sonic smiled. "Tails, you are the star of this movie."

Tails glanced down at his idol's hands, grasping them tightly in his own.

"And this is the part of the movie where you get your heart broken. Where the world tests you, and people treat you like shit."

Tails flinched a bit, some of those peoples' words from earlier that day coming back.

"But it has to happen this way. Otherwise, the end of the movie, where you get everything you want, won't feel as rewarding. There are assholes out there. But in the end, they don't matter."

Tails found himself gazing up into his brother's emerald eyes, a soft smile adorned on the blue hedgehog's face.

"Because this movie's not about them. It's never been about them." Sonic's voice was warm, like a soft blanket draping over him.

"All this time... the movie's been about you."

Tails felt the edge of his lips quirking up into a smile. His eyes began to feel watery again. "Thanks, Sonic."

Sonic smiled back. "No problem, little bro." He gently ruffled the fox's bangs.

Tails giggled happily at his brother's touch before he yawned sleepily.

Still smiling, Sonic wrapping his arms around Tails' waist and lifted him up onto his hip.

"C'mon, bud. Time for bed."

Tails snuggled into his brother's soft fur, bunting his head under his chin and nuzzling him lovingly.

Sonic couldn't smile any wider than he already was as he carried his baby brother out of the workshop and up the stairs towards his room.

Gently laying him down on the mattress, Sonic carefully removed Tails shoes before draping the covers over him.

"Goodnight, Tails." He whispered. He then leaned in and softly kissed the fox cub on the forehead. "Love you."

"Love you too... big bro..." Tails murmured in his sleep.

Sonic chuckled as he stood up and walked over to the door, taking one last glance over his should at his sleeping kid before leaving the room.

[i-eat-katz]

Born to play in newsies

Forced to be some girl who can't sing or dance even if her life depended on it. 😔😔😔

[purlpeiris]

Very slightly (I mean completely) obsessed with this man’s lips.

[neverenoughmarauders]

Sometimes (read: almost always) I question my head... I have this hc that it's Sirius who convinces James not to add Remus to his will, thinking Remus is the spy and not being able to stand the idea that Remus will have a financial incentive for James' death on top of everything else.

Like I KNOW this is BS. Canonically it makes perfect sense for James not to think about what would happen if he died - despite the fact that he's got Voldemort after his family. Yes, he knows he is financing Remus, but he will always be alive to do that. It's James and Sirius' arrogance and complete faith in their abilities/intelligence to trick Voldemort that makes them to the foolish thing of using Peter as Secret Keeper. When Voldemort shows up at the door, James is completely unprepared.

But no, my brain went: what can we do to make the fate of two of the most tragic (in my view) characters in the HP series, even more tragic. They are already going to have to work through a huge amount of guilt after POA: let's just add a bit more for good measure...

[silelda]

Was talking to @peyton--warren about my predilection for difficult crochet patterns:

I'm almost certain I know what's going to happen when I'm finally done (after about 2 years). I'm gonna say "oh thank god that's done! I never want do such a complicated pattern again! Oh, hey, that complicated pattern looks fun!"

And I'm just realizing, it's a small wonder I became a Serials Librarian! The number of times I've had to untangle a journal's messy history, adjusted records for changes in abbreviations and transliteration standards!

I clearly have a thing for organizing the messiest, most tangled projects!

[messinwitheddie]

Dib, whatever happened with Keef? Are you guys good now?😅

[Dib: Keef and I kept touch when we started college through social media, but we don't get many opportunities to chill in person like we did in middle and high school. He started his grief counseling job about a year ago and I'm always tits deep in lab work, so you know... adulting. It's one time absorbing bastard.

Today will be the first time we've seen each other in person since I moved out of my city apartment. Keef's still a bombarding ray of sunshine. Sweetest dude you'll ever meet. It took me awhile to appreciate that about him. His positivity is refreshing. I guess I'm constantly negative according to my kid, his and Mabel and most of my coworkers, so--

Unfortunately his mom passed away recently. Keef invited me to the wake and burial. Luckily, she's being buried upstate, so I don't have to drive far. Funerals make me really uncomfortable, but Carrie was always real cool to me when I was a kid. I can't flake out on Keef today.

What time is it? Oh shit. Shitshitshit! Please excuse me, I have to comb my hair and throw up...]

Mabel "It's ok to be sad right now. Everyone is sad. Just cry already."

Dib "I am sad, but I don't need to cry, ok? I need to go outside to smoke several cigarettes then possibly throw up one or two more times so there's enough room to shove the sadness deep into my guts. Then I can compose myself long enough to survive the survices. Later I'll obsessively disstract myself with work and hyperfixations if the sadness resurfaces. That is the Membrane family grieving process, right, Reg?!"

Reg "What--? Uh-- Sure, dad!"

Mabel "Dib... really??"

Dib "The formula works for me. I'm not messing with it."

Mabel "You pay good money for a therapist and......... Ok! Enjoy your stomach ulcer!"

Dib "Mabel-- enough."

Zim "Hey, DIIIB?!! How many times are you going to play the same 5 crappy songs on repeat?"

Dib "ZIM!!... When the Cranberries are playing, so fucking help me, you WILL let them play."

Reg "Never knew you were that big into the Cranberries."

Dib "It's not the band. It's the memories attached to the songs. Keef's mom used to sing in a cover band called the Screwdrivers. Keef, Torque and I used to help set up equipment then watch her show back stage."

Reg "What are you guys doing in that one?"

Dib "Not...what it looks like, don't worry about it... Some of my best childhood memories involved just standing around, bullshitting with Keef and Torque, listening to Carrie sing her heart out to a drunk crowd... Goddamn. This sucks sooo hard..."

Reg "I'm so sorry, dad."

Zim "Keef?... Why does that name sound so familiar... and annoying?"

Dib "Because you used him as a pawn for your bullshit invasion mission, mutilated him and traumatized him for life. Don't act like you don't remember."

Zim "You need to be more specific-- WAIT! THAT Keef? NOOOO!"

Dib "Yeeees!"

Zim "He isn't visiting us, is he? There's too many humans in this house as it is!"

Dib "Yes, he is, Zim!"

Zim "AAAAHHH!!"

Dib "And he's mourning the loss of his mother, ok?! Keef is a little annoying, but he's a sweet guy and good friend. His mother was mad cool with the voice of an angel and you will show the O'Keef family some basic decency! If you're not on your bestest best behavior today, I WILL. Fucking. Kill. You. I know I've said that a thousand times in the past and I haven't followed through, but this time, I REALLY mean it. If you pull ANY Zim bullshit whatsoever today, I WILL end your wretched Irken life without restraint or remorse. I will beat you into such a fine bloody pulp with my bare hands, disecting your corpse for paranormal research will be impossible. Do you understand, Zim, goddamn you?!"

*doorbell rings* *Dib drops Zim*

Zim *coughs* "Is the truce on or off? I'm getting a little sick of the hostility around here!"

Reg "The truce is back on. Dad just gets... mad when he's sad."

Mabel "It's a human man thing."

Zim "That's admirable, but why does he keep taking his anger out on me?"

Mabel "Because you're a little asshole."

Reg "And because he's still pissed about the whole selling out earth to Bill Cypher and ripping reality apart again."

Mabel "We're all still kind of pissed about that."

Zim "He would have never known if you had just kept your mouth shut, Rrrrreginald!"

[Keef!! Sorry I went on such a long tangent with this. Sorry I didn't draw more Keef or Keef related flash backs. Soaked up too much time writing dialogue.

Keef is a side character I love to make up fun head canons for. They're not super essential to the plot of the AU, but fun to come up with nonetheless.

[heartsicklust]

Ugly crying over Quentin Coldwater as I binge The Magicians on Netflix and I don't even care. It's beautiful and I hate it so much.

[ninanoone]

This is probably going to be my second and last written post. Because I’ve got to talk of this crack ship that I don’t know if I was the first to think of it, but I thought of it since at season 4 and now here we are. The brain worms have overcome me. Anyways point taken, the crack ship that I don’t know how the hell, I came up with in some sort of moment of insanity, was Peng. With the Jade Emperor/Yu Huang/Yudi.

Hear me out, please. It has some foundation.

It started with the though “why is Peng even part of the brotherhood?” It didn’t make sense, the prideful, vane, pesky, sassy wine aunt. Why was this sassy bird in a group all about unity and freeing the realms? Weird. Peng doesn’t seem like a character who would be with “oh yes, let’s bring down the higher ups” because Peng is a higher up. See In the original myth Peng is Dapeng, or the Golden Winged Peng, who’s literally Buddha’s political uncle, son of The Original Phoenix Fenghuang an ancient and very powerful being. Peng is maybe the only character who in the novel Wukong doesn’t defeat, but instead Buddha has to go over there and drag Peng’s ass back home.

“So why?” I wondered. And then an idea came to me. Peng’s the type of character who would absolutely join a revolution for some petty reason, just look at how he was with Macaque.

And knowing Peng is literally of the highest, wouldn’t that mean he could’ve gotten to meet the Jade Emperor?

And so I fell into the rabbit hole.

Because it’s even worse if we consider the fact Peng is a harpy eagle, and that they don’t do matting dances or shit. No, they are attracted to power, and who’s more powerful than the Jade Emperor? Buddha? Yeah but he’s out of the question. And it also would be funny to imagine Peng writing a letter to the Jade Empero finally after centuries of stalking the man and swooning over him, they confess their attraction to him, but being rejected because the Jade Emperor is married.

Which could then entail to Peng getting all pissed, because “how dare he deny them? When their obviously the better option? Isn’t it wrong to have a demon as a wife? Why does he break the rules when he wants?” And well imagine an angry Peng suddenly being approached by a certain blue lion telling him something about some rebellion and bla bla bla. And of course they would say yes to the offer. They want revenge. They are going to get revenge.

Bonus: Why did Azure approach Peng? Well it is said that phoenixes appear when a new emperor rises to the throne symbolizing it’ll be a good Emperor and bring prosperity and more. So it could’ve been Azure knowing that, and trying to approach Peng because of that reason, because of Peng’s lineage being Fenghuang’s firstborn so that they were the brotherhood very technical symbol of them rising up to be better.

Bonus 2: Peng’s VA implies they had an angry crush on Macaque, and if that’s true and they did what they did with macaque just for an angry crush, who doesn’t say they wouldn’t go crazier for another crush?

[futurebird]

Down on the ol aphid farm.

"Howdy folks. 'Tis the season to watch yer aphid herd right close. Beware of them dastardly aphid rustlers lurking 'mongst the leaves. They go by the name of lacewings, but ain't nothin' delicate 'bout 'em. They'll try to fool ya by masqueradin' as harmless lichen. Wicked! *spits*"

-Ant leaning on a tiny barbwire fence tipping her 10mL hat at you

[abitohoney]

I think I may have a problem...

The number by itself is probably no biggie. BUUUT... 95% of that is smut. Porn. Debauchery. Filth.

That is a LOT of words dedicated to the horny.

[pookienatalie]

I need to know what is fundamentally wrong with me to have not heard anything back from any of the employers I have applied to recently....