#✨capitalism✨

[stilwatered]

i miss how (music) album releases had like 80% entirely new songs. maybe one or two singles were released beforehand to promote it, but 10+ songs would be entirely new. these days it's like. 10 songs total, 5 of those you've already heard and know by heart, two of the new ones are like 2 minutes long and one of them is an intermission or an opening track. and i know why it is, albums aren't the main product today anymore. but i miss being super excited about a new release and then spending half a day listening to all the new songs. today i find a new album release on spoopify and it results to actual two full length songs. i miss albums.

[thelindenpapers]

I'mma boil it down again:

Do ye think maybe capitalists are giddy as fuck when we assert that human beings are inherently awful, and that humanity is worthless?

Do ye think you can drum up enough dedication to defend something that you allow yourself to see as worthless?

[ghostradiodylan]

Reposting from @drylan because apparently you can't share a video on a reblog (what? why?) But I'm always fucking saying this!

And every streamer massively underreacts to that dialogue. Except for this guy:

[source]

Dylan is taking out a loan, he’s signing up for the credit card with all the benefits, he's buying his fucking life insurance through that ass. And who could blame him?

[didi-on-the-side]

sometimes goofy, sometimes serious.

always cute

✨🤗✨

(NSFW @didi-champleve BTW, minors stay away)

[sageofthestarz]

Update I'm literally dying because I've been doing this since 10am and nothing has saved each time I don't even out of the game view OR I JUST CRASH AND HOW LOVELY IS THAT

I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity I Hate Unity

[rogueddie]

post season 3 where robin is terrified that she's gonna wake steve up when she goes to his house after a nightmare but he was already sat at the bottom of the stairs, blanket around his shoulders, waiting and hoping that she'd need to see him too

[hisfearlesshaz]

Friends! I’m giving away (for freeeee!!!) one ticket to see Louis in Copenhagen (31 Aug) and one to see him in Oslo (1 Sept). Send a message!

Spread this post so we can find a fan that wants them!!

[un-pearable]

quick redraws of her renders to figure the new gal out + a little redesign i inevitably started doodling :] i like her spiky :]

[mazojo]

He is so me coded

[camifornilla]

I would like to thank this tweet for some MASSIVE Validation!

THANK YOU FOR THE LOGAN JEAN SCOTT EMMA POLYCULE VALIDATION!

Okay bear with me, Jean and Scott are absolutely a thing but Jean’s also got a thing going on with Logan and there’s also that whole period of time of Scott with Emma, aight? Now consider we add a lil spice to Logan & Scott and Jean & Emma’s whole rivalry situation, okay? I think it’d work.

However, I don’t see Emma and Logan being anything more than friends. Yes, they both share a dumb jock bf and a manic pixie dream gf, and they’re very committed to the relationship, but I don’t think they’d be very committed to each other, ya dig? I’m seeing them on the Manor’s patio playing cards and junk

Anyway! I’m glad to see some art out there that shows that Scott’s heart belongs to 3 people thank you for coming to my TedTalk

Contextual note: I’ve always been a fan of Jean and Emma ditching fuckass Scott having a lil coparenting thing with Madelyne and their collection of children cuz I think it’d work. This greater polycule idea just sort of grew off of this idea cuz I think they’d all work together if they just expanded their horizons a bit

[whatarethooseshuri]

LADIES, GENTLEMEN, AND THEYS! PEOPLE AND CREATURES OF ALL KIND! ARE YOU READY

FOR THE FIRST

ANUAL

HUNGER GAAAAAAMES

if you were not thrown into the group right this time don’t you worry. Because this is the FIRST hunger games. If ya’ll like it. There will be more>:))) if you weren’t chosen this time then you are the capital/viewers.

[shirogane-oushirou]

A Cage of Guilt

* . ⊹ a doc!ren moodboard

🩷 🩵 🩷 🩵 ☕ 🩵 🩷 🩵 🩷 * . ⊹ div

ren wanders the city on his off days, enjoying the food and the lights and tucked-away shops. he decorates his space with trinkets he buys during his excursions, and he pins photos from his outings on his pinboard. an illusion of connection to the people around him. his mask is too strong to open up to anyone; he can't be more than the friendly doctor, or the friendly coworker, or the friendly customer.

in the end, he's left in his lonely apartment with his coffee and takeout, sitting at a table big enough for one. still stuck in the cage his parents constructed around him in childhood, perpetuated by his exhausting job run by people who shouldn't be in charge of vulnerable peoples' lives, until his emotions eventually build and explode.

[alicent-targaryen]

SANSA MONTH 2023 ▸ AU (80s)

[littlemut]

heading to ig again only to leave this comment under every reel

[asmrbrainrot]

The Gator Boys & The Moon Witch Ch3~

After a few minutes of flying through the swamp the two whizzed past a faint golden glow, “That’s it!” Timothy shouted, fearing Esther might miss the cabin from which the light came from. The broom came to a screeching halt, before Esther could stop him the gator boy vaulted off of the broom and began running to the cabin as if the demons of Gehenna themselves were on his heels. “Wait up!” The woman hollered following behind him on her broom. The witch gathered her things (including a very shaken Bella) and entered the cabin behind her former aggressor. She was instantly hit with the acrid smell of bile and blood. Swiftly gaining her bearings Esther observed the “Friend” the young man had told her about. Strewn on the cabin floor before her was a huge halfblood gator that appeared to be in his late thirties. The man was tall, very fit and bore deep juniper green scales. Under different circumstances she might be intimidated; however, the once able-bodied gator was a pitiful sight at the moment. His statuesque frame lay shivering in pools of his own sick, his leathery skin glistening with beads of fevered sweat. “Them hunters got’im with a crossbow,” Timothy explained, “It didn’t hit too deep but I think it was tipped!” Esther cautiously approached the larger man inspecting the bandage that wrapped around his left shoulder. “Do you still have it?” She queried, “The arrow I mean.” There was no doubt the man had been poisoned, but Esther would do more harm than good if she didn’t know what exactly was in his system. Not to mention how a halfblood might react to such a poison. “Right here!” The young man affirmed, handing the bloodied projectile to her. “Okay then, go get some clean water and cloth-Oh and put a fire on! I got a feeling we’re gonna do a bit’a potion work tonight.” She ordered pointing to what appeared to be the kitchen adjacent from them. The smaller halfblood immediately sprung into action, gathering the necessaties as Esther prepped her own materials. From her knapsack she withdrew a jar of clear unassuming fluid. A potion of revealing, one of the first lessons she learned in magical healing. Careful not to knick herself, the witch detached the arrowhead from the rest of the arrow, before plopping it into the now opened jar, swishing it around a bit. The once translucent liquid quickly became a cloudy seafoam green. “What’s that mean?” Timmy chimed in, snapping Esther from her focus. Damn, that boy was fast! “Its water hemlock,” Esther explained “makes sense since y’all live in the marsh. The stuff grows all over.” The boy's face turned ashen. “Wait! Like poison hemlock!?” The halfblood gasped, amber eyes widening. “No no nonono!” He mumbled, dropping to his knees. No doubt he had heard the stories that surrounded the deadly herb, most often it affected children tempted by their flowers, or uneducated travelers that mistook them for wild parsnips. The effects were… not pretty. “Don't panic,” Esther commanded placing a comforting hand on the young man’s back “It seems to be in its early stages but we need to work fast if we want to-'' she was cut off by a violent thrashing, followed by a loud crack as an unfortunately placed wooden stool was reduced to splinters by the gator man’s muscular tail. Right, muscle spasms. A low beastial hiss escaped the man, crazed golden eyes scanning the stranger in his home. “It’s okay Bodie, it’s okay! I brought her here to help!” Timothy reassured the larger man to no avail. Only then had it occurred to her just how strong this man was, even in such a weakened state. She also realized how dangerous this could be for her, even the most gentle folks could be violent when in pain. Not to mention water hemlock was known for inducing hallucinations. “He’s not like this usually, honest!” the younger halfblood pleaded, sensing the witch’s hesitation, “Bodie’s just, not in his right mind is all! Please don’t leave!” Did this poor boy really think she was going to abandon them at the first sign of danger?

He couldn’t be more than nineteen and he’d just risked life and limb to get her here, to save someone who clearly was very dear to him. “Trust me son, I’ve seen worse than this,” she reassured, “we just need to be careful. Even peaceful folk do wild things when they're hurting, and by the divines I’m sure he’s hurting.” She began to draw various magical herbs and ingredients from her bag, preparing a makeshift ink from water and charcoal to prepare her glyphs. Now for the hard part; drawing the glyphs. “The potion is simple so I’ll talk you through it,” she instructed, “but I need to get this fever down fast. So I’m gonna use a spell, the thing is: I’ll have to get up close and personal.” Timmy gazed at Bodie, who had already fallen back into a fever induced sleep. “Do what you need to do.” He nodded. Esther grabbed a cloth Timothy had brought and gently brought it to Bodie’s forehead, wiping it down so she could place the glyphs.

She dipped her index finger into the charcoal mixture, praying the man before her would stay still long enough for her to cast the spell. As if on cue he started to stir. “I’m gonna need you to be still for a bit,” she soothed, brushing away the stray bangs that had fallen onto his face, “I won’t bother you for long.” “Mama?” The man croaked, squinting at the women who knelt over him. “Oh honey…” Esther’s heart melted at the gator man’s confabulation. Her stiletto nails combed through the man’s hair as yellow eyes brimming with tears gazed up at her. “Mama? Mama, I’m so sorry!” He hiccuped, hot tears rolling down his face, “I couldn’t save him…” He clearly needed someone right now, and despite her previous trepidations, the woman did her best to offer as much relief as she could. “It’s okay sweetie,” she cooed, “I’m here now, I’m here. I’m gonna help you best I can.”

Suddenly, the man threw an arm around her waist, holding her to his chest. She knew she could escape if she really wanted to, a few good kicks and she’d be free. But look at the poor man! He didn’t want to hurt her! If anything he was looking for comfort, and who was she to deny him. Besides this gave her an opportunity to get close enough to place the glyphs. “Don’t leave Mama…please, not again.” The man whimpered, pulling her into a hug. “Don’t worry honey I won’t.” She crooned, shifting slightly, “I promise I won’t.”

[chryblossomjjk]

heading to the gym for the first time in forever