#*edit it’s actually na na na

[inlovewithaspiderguy]

I emotionally blackmailed my mom and we’re FINALLY going to see Renfield tonight

[ohnomalora]

EarthMix for Praew magazine

[melljam]

jaegyeon na, such a charming weasel of a man

[chaggieslovechild]

love loses (sex loses too)

[sourwormsaresour]

I was reading this post announcing the upcoming JoJo magazine for December that @pocketpauling sent me and I was wondering what was going to be featured.

NO FUCKING WAY.

[sassycordy]

“i watch stargate universe for the plot”

the plot:

audio credits: ghosdio_

[cheemken]

Made myself sad over the thought of what if the champions ever met their younger selves

Like imagine Lance ruffling his younger self's hair, young Lance is there w his shoulders raised, an arm over his eyes, hiding his tears, Dratini on his shoulders trying to comfort him, and Lance, voice ever so soft, like he was afraid anyone would hear him, afraid of anyone to hear his voice crack, "you're enough."

Imagine Steven sitting with his younger self, young Steven holding Beldum close as he cries, and Steven's there pulling him to a side hug, he looks away, almost fighting back his own tears, he clutched his mother's emerald pendant tight in his fist, "I miss her too."

Imagine Wallace kneeling in front of his younger self, young Wallace was wearing a tattered dress, tears in his eyes as he held his cheek, hiding a bruise, and Wallace is there wiping the stray tears away. He smiles softly, his own heart aching, "there's nothing wrong with you."

Imagine Cynthia hugging her younger self, young Cynthia was holding her hand over her recently scarred left eye, her other hand was clutching Cynthia's shirt tight, sobbing her heart out. Cynthia pulls her impossibly closer, stroking her hair as she tries to hide her own tears, "it wasn't your fault."

Imagine Iris sitting with her younger self at the roof of Opelucid's Gym, watching over the city, watching everyone minding their business, and Iris just smiles at her younger self, giving her a pat on her shoulder, trying to mask the waver in her voice, "soon they'll see how strong you'll be."

Imagine Diantha with her younger self, young Dia was carrying her Carbink, happy to show her beloved partner pokemon off, and Diantha smiles at her with a sadness she thought she had buried along with her pokemon. She gently pats the head of her Carbink, something she never thought she could ever feel again, "take care of them, okay?"

Imagine Hau comforting his younger self, imagine him telling young Hau that everything will be fine, that soon he'll prove he's more than just a terrified little kid hiding behind his grandfather, prove he's more than that, that he too will be strong like the others, "just be brave. Be the bravest ever."

Imagine Leon placing his cap on his younger self's head, laughing as he did, and he watched in amusement as younger Leon looked at him with his best angry look, then his smile turned somber, and he turned to look at the view from his tower, how isolating it was for a ten year old, how they left a child to bear the responsibilities of the region, "it's quite lonely here, don't you think?"

Imagine Geeta sitting w her younger self at the end of the stairway to the Academy, both sitting in silence as they watch Pawniard run around catching a stray Marill. Geeta then turned to her, her younger self, so lonely and quiet and friendless, then she placed a hand on her shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze, even though her own hands were trembling, "don't worry, someone out there would want to be your friend."

[romana-colasour]

Here Fukinamono fandom, have a crappy edit of the Toothless dancing meme because I thought it would be funny

[vv-ispy]

Xianyun's outfit description

Xianyun's outfit. These garments were not designed by any famous tailor, though at first glance, they appear to be made of the finest silks. Yet closer inspection reveals that the weave is not of silk, cotton, or linen, and a glow runs through it like an adeptus's feather coat. One can only imagine from what provenance she obtained such clothes...

imagining her clothes as manifested out of herself

[rewritingcanon]

Magic Hour by tuesday_piracy

Rating: T

Pairing: Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Potter

Summary: Albus Potter and Scorpius Malfoy live very different lives from one another, but when time and fate gets intertwined and tangled, they find themselves magically swapping bodies and on a journey to meet each other for the first time. Meanwhile, a star approaches.

Tags: Body Swapping, Soulmate AU, Your Name AU, Not Canon-Compliant, lots of longing and long distance.

(Chapter 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5)

Chapter 6: “When she stopped, there was a brief silence in which Scorpius let himself merely observe this strangely mean (but not that mean) girl. Narrowing her eyes at him, Polly scrutinised his look. Maybe she could tell Scorpius was Scorpius and not Albus. Maybe she wouldn’t mind.

“I like you better today, Albus,” she decided, tucking a wayward strand of hair behind her ear. Her validation sounded like permission. “You’re still weird, but not in your usual, annoying way. You've got a soft side. Who would've guessed?”

She looked at him like he could be her friend one day, and maybe this day wasn’t so terrible after all.”

Chapter 7: “‘Isn’t there a constellation called Scorpius?” Albus asked. “Or a star or something?”

“Yes, it’s a constellation,” the Professor said, confusion evident in her raspy voice. “Why?”

“I’ve been interested in it,” Albus shrugged, scratching behind his ear. “What does it mean?”

“Well, most people now know the constellation as Scorpio, depicting the Scorpion in the Southern hemisphere.

“The interesting thing about Scorpius, in my opinion, is the heart of it. Antares. It’s the largest star at the centre of the constellation. It’s a hundred times bigger than our sun– a pulsing, red giant to the naked eye, but incredibly beautiful if you were to use a scope. Some say it’s the star that swallows all others. But that’s just a turn of phrase.”

[dawnthefluffyduck]

Quick drawing to test out new paper

(drawn from this, I dont think it looks right but I've worked on it too long)

[silvcrignis]

(Tell the R E A P E R he don’t W A N T it!) {x}

[graciousdragon]

i found this poor attempt of a song mashup while going through my old projects in capcut the other night. believe me when i tell you it sounded way worse when i found it. here it is, finished and edited so it only sounds slightly off-timing. i will now inflict you all with this cursed ass audio. enjoy!! :D

[inlovewithaspiderguy]

i am this 🤌 close to making my family watch Renfield but my dad suggested Rebel moon instead and uh nooooooooo no no no no no

[cheemken]

I remember having this lil hc that Drasna kinda raised Diantha when Dia just became champion and it's all soft and all but imagine that in the villain au tho

Fourteen year old Dia, in her own private room in the league, the day was over and she was tired as fuck, and Drasna is there helping her put some ointment on the burn scars on her back, and Drasna's tracing out the cursive C engraved on Dia's back so gently, afraid that she might hurt her, and then she hears Diantha cry, asking "Drasna.. why are people so mean..?"

Drasna didn't know, or rather she's not sure what kinda answer Diantha wanted, but, Dia is a smart kid yknow, even at a tender age of fourteen she knows a lot abt everything, and it's quite telling that she taught herself those things. So she sighed, taking Dia's shirt and helping her put it on, "I've no idea, my dear," she quietly said, pulling Diantha close to her after she's done dressing up, "perhaps they're just greedy, perhaps they didn't get the attention they wanted, perhaps they're just.. like that." She sighed, she wasn't good with all this, then she says, "but, I know that you're better than them, my angel. One day I'm sure that you'll be the light in this world filled with darkness, and then with the help of your friends, you'll defeat all the bad people." And hey, that made Diantha smile, and for Drasna that was enough, then Drasna was telling her that she might even become smth like a hero.

"like LucarioMan?" Diantha asked, wide eyed innocence, and Drasna chuckled at that, Dia always loved those cheesy action movies.

"no, you'll be better than LucarioMan." Then she kissed Dia's head, bidding her goodnight, and she left to head to her own room

But yknow, Drasna already having that sinking feeling after that tho, there was a glint within Diantha's eyes, cyan spirals swirl within the once warm sky blue eyes, and Drasna didn't like it. But she decided to ignore it for now, Diantha was still a child, she was just a scared little girl who just broke free from an abusive household, she was still getting used to being treated like an actual person, Drasna shouldn't even overthink abt that.

Then years passed, Diantha was eighteen, and the signs were starting to show. How anti social she was, how observant she was, how for some reason she knows a lot about people that messed w her or the league. But everything was okay, well Drasna likes to believe it is, until one of her friends, a psychic who was known to foresee the future, came to her

"our champion.. there's something wrong with her. She will cause eternal darkness in our world."

But Drasna didn't want to believe it, "that can't be. That must be a lie. I know some of you don't like Diantha, but this has gone too far."

"this isn't a lie, Drasna. Diantha will doom us all. That child will cause the ruin of this world, and she'll recreate it in her own image. She has to be stopped before it's too late."

And shit man that feeling was stirring up within her again, but she so desperately denied it, "no, nothing is wrong with our champion, nothing is wrong with my daughter. I raised her well, I didn't raise her to be like the people she hates, I raised her better than that."

And the psychic sighed, knowing they couldn't win this arguement, "if you will not heed my warning, so be it. Let your daughter kill us all."

Imagine how much that'd fuck her up tho, cause like, she really believed there's nothing wrong w Diantha, but there is, and she became a bit paranoid that she always made sure Diantha was being treated right by everyone she comes across w, lest they pull the trigger and Diantha actually starts to be the catalyst of eternal darkness that the psychic had warned her of

And now present time, imagine how broken she'd feel knowing what happened in Unova, knowing all the things Diantha had done, and her daughter is there standing before her, standing before her elites, body covered in gashes and bruises and her clothes were stained with blood. Then there's that manic look in her eyes, glowing the brightest cyan hue they've ever seen, and she's there, dragging herself towards them, choking out a sob, but that sordid smile was still on her face

"Drasna.. am I a hero now?" She asked, coughing up blood, reaching out to her, "I'm.. I'm purging this world of all the bad people. The weak, the broken, the ones who aren't fit to live in our world.. am I a hero now, mom?" And God that fucked her up so fucking much, seeing Diantha still blinded by her belief that what she's doing is right, that it's her Arceus given right to be the world's hero, to be the world's salvation, but she wasn't

Diantha wasn't destined to be a hero, and it broke Drasna to know that no matter how much love she gave Diantha, it wasn't enough to get rid of the darkness within her, that she ended up becoming the reason their world is falling apart, she became the villain of the story instead.

[bookmunchies]

...The choice to translate the name of a dog breed the exact same as you translate the name of a people was made by english speakers and is currently the accepted term in your world. It isn't surprising that online you'll find the term used for dogs everywhere. Your rather condescending response to being corrected about it because it's considered offensive took more effort than just changing the wording. Dalmatians are a minuscule percentage of the world population, not to mention their language is not english, so objections might be hard for people who don't interact with them to see, but they object to it indeed.

Firehouses literally don’t need the pole anymore because the reason they evolved into having the pole in the first place isn’t an issue anymore but they keep it because “fuck it if we’re going to a potentially life threatening situation might as well have some unrestrained workplace fun before we go”