#*v follower of the cause

[deadhearthotline]

(directly referenced from the art for dancing around in circles until my little feet fall off by spellcasting)

my favorite line from looey dandy's world was when he said "it's dandin' time!" + dandied all over the place. ( @fizkid )

bonus:

on an unrelated note i've decided that these two are dating. sorry i don't make the rules

the fuckass references i made of these fuckass characters

[rookanisstuff]

Ooh it’s got a little kick to it 😦

[fatedroses]

Light Party! (Don't mind Tsu and Zenos, they turn into dumbasses whenever they're within five feet of one another.)

[thyhauntedmansion]

The aggressive Gen V fandom discourse on TikTok is so funny because while people make very good points on who would win the coveted telepath vs blood bender fight, my brain will always revert to how I had to sit there and watch a stage 4 cancer patient change out of his hospital gown in order to take down the only other blood bending supe, with nothing but the alien tentacles he spontaneously sprouted and has only ever used once before, unconsciously.

I’m just saying. Anything can be written in this damn universe💀

[vampxrebarbie]

do you ever think about how in vergil's DMC5 theme (bury the light) theres a leitmotif callback to the main theme of DMC3 and how nelo angelo's battle theme relates to sparda's battle theme and have to just sit down for a bit

[juniperberries-canisroot]

Faendal has Resting Bitch Face

[missgryffin]

💭 little snippet

[thedogofchristmaspast]

underrated dynamic i think is peter and dave’s implied rivalry. like they have History

i like to think that since peter was so strangely good at his job the company wasn’t eager to lose him and kept reusing him for many different locations even if multiple closed down. and those locations ended up with dave at them a LOT. we know that dave filled One of them with hot cheese. and peter is at least aware of dave’s crucifixion. and dave knows him well enough by the time he’s building the fazbunker that he knows about his fear of clowns and red-haired girls (dee……). dave hated Him in particular

i think not enough is done with this it could be Such a fun dynamic they HATE each other. Worsties you could say. opposites subtract

[constantvariations]

Started listening to A Court of Thorns and Roses out of morbid curiosity. Currently just under 4 hours in, and I have some Thoughts

Knowing that this is something of a Beauty and the Beast retelling, I find Feyre's family dynamics odd. Returning to them is her entire goal in Prythian, yet she doesn't even like any of them, which is why Maas had to shoehorn in that dumb vow Feyre made to her dying mother - whom she also didn't like all that much - at the age of eight. Her goal rings so hollow that I roll my eyes every time I hear about it or that stupid promise

This goal has another annoying layer to it. Escape takes up pretty much all of Feyre's inner monologue, yet the audience knows the story won't let it happen. Can't have a BatB if the Belle manages to flee before the romance has had time to grow. This makes the story drag something awful. There were times I stopped the audio because her plans left me groaning in frustration. If I never hear the word "treaty" ever again, it'll be too soon

And the way she avoids Tamlin at every opportunity is just wild. Even if he's the embodiment of everything gone wrong in her life, why would Feyre pass up a tour of the estate? Why not take the opportunity to study "the enemy" up close? Why go patrolling with the guy who blantantly and repeatedly states how much he wants her dead for what she did instead of the guy who is preventing everyone from doing that? Some of this can be chalked up to her being young, insecure, and untrained in social skills like her sisters, but it's so contrived at times

Considering how Feyre literally skinned his best friend, thus preventing any sort of dignified funeral service, Tamlin's incredibly tame, especially in comparison to the og Disney!Beast. He doesn't yell at her, doesn't threaten, doesn't make demands outside of, "please stop doing things that will get you killed." First impressions aside, Tamlin reads as more socially awkward and irritable than a beast with a dangerous temperment. I find his lameness quite charming, even if Feyre doesn't

It's odd that I'm so far in the book yet the only real interaction between our supposed love interests is the night that Tamlin fought the bog(?). I think this changed something for Tamlin, but Feyre remains unchanged towards him. She's incredibly stubborn, a trait I both have and admire, but her unwillingness to look beyond Tamlin's claws despite how courteous he is to his friend's killer is becoming ridiculous and dragging the plot. Just let him teach you to read already!

Another thing that's ridiculous is Feyre and her bad habit of knowing something is off yet doing a dumb thing anyway. With the wolf, she explicitly says that a creature of that size must be a fairy and kills it because of that only to backtrack and say it's not a fairy. This could be excused for adrenalin/first time killing a sentient being panic brain, but it happens again when her "father" comes to fairy town to rescue her. Feyre inwardly questions how he got to Prythian on a busted knee and some other logistical discrepancies but is willing to follow him into the woods despite these thoughts. She has absolutely zero survival instincts in fairy land. It's like she's trying to die in the dumbest way possible

I can already tell this is going to worm into my brain like RWBY and the MCU. I have a fondness for stories of great potential and even greater squandering. The characters are fun if ill used, and I'm curious about the world along with all the things I've been spoiled about

[xxgotthedevilinsidexx-archived]

@safetypinned Asked:

❛ i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ❜ 👀👀

【❖】   ――――   Ruby   grinned,   the   corner   of   her   lips   curling   up   in   a   mischievous   smirk.   She   tilted   her   head   slightly,   allowing   a   strand   of   dark   hair   to   fall   across   her   face   as   she   met   Sam's   intense   gaze.   ❝   Well,   what   are   you   waiting   for,   Winchester   ?   ❞   She   purred,   taking   a   step   closer   to   him.   The   lines   between   predator   and   prey   now   blurred,   setting   off   a   dangerous   dance   between   two   beings   walking   the   knife's   edge.   Ruby   could   sense   the   hunger   in   Sam's   gaze,   the   primal   urge   that   mirrored   her   own.   As   she   closed   the   distance   between   them,   the   room   seemed   to   shrink,   leaving   no   space   for   anything   but   the   charged   atmosphere   that   surrounded   them.

Their   lips   met   in   a   fierce,   hungry   kiss   that   spoke   of   desires   and   forbidden   temptations.   In   that   moment,   they   were   no   longer   hunters   or   demons,   just   two   entities   consumed   by   a   hunger   that   could   never   be   fully   satiated.   As   they   broke   apart,   breathless   and   wanting,   Ruby's   eyes   glinted   with   a   dangerous   gleam.   ❝   Careful   what   you   wish   for,   Sam.   ❞   She   whispered,   her   voice   low   and   sultry.   Finger   tips   trail   down   the   front   of   his   shirt,   leaving   a   trail   of   fire   in   their   wake.   All   she   could   focus   on   was   the   fire   burning   between   them.

Ruby's   eyes   blazed   with   a   mixture   of   longing   and   something   darker,   something   primal   that   called   out   to   the   deepest   parts   of   him.   If   there   was   one   thing   Ruby   couldn’t   deny   it   was   the   fact   of   how   much   she   craved   his   touch,   be   it   rough   or   gentle.   Her   lips   found   his   neck,   trailing   rough   kisses   down   his   skin.   ❝   There’s   nothing   here   stopping   you   from   doing   exactly   what   you   want.   ❞   Pulling   back   she   swept   her   tongue   over   her   bottom   lips   and   held   her   wrist   out   to   him   as   if   tempting   him   to   take   that   first   bite.   The   pulse   in   her   veins   beckoning   to   him   like   a   siren’s   call.   ❝   Do   it,   Sam.   ❞

[humming-fly]

heyo! :D congrats on the (probably) 14k followers!! youre such a talented artist all your things are so expressive and im obsessed with your team greedling comics lakjgnahfg they are SO good and so in character bless<3 (if you wanted to doodle some/one of them doing something fun for halloween? costumes or something? no worries if you dont want to tho ^-^ have a fantastic spooky week~)

the nice thing about staying in the woods so long is that you're always ready for halloween!

[stabknives]

if he wants me to write the fucking fic where he eats charlie so bad hes contacting me through fucking videogames to say it idk. fine. i fucking guess.

[myfanfic-urfantrash]

My hand slipped :3c

It's hard not to see...that man every time he sees Luocha but it's getting easier. The more time they spend together, reading books and discussing things here and there, the more it becomes easier to distinguish Luocha from him.

It's especially easy during moments like this where Welt's lying on his back with Luocha's fingers deep inside him cooing into his ears how good he is. He shudders as his fingers slip out only to moan at the familiar stretch of Luocha's cock slowly, slowly entering him.

"We have to be careful with you don't we, hm?" Luocha's smirk may be similar to his but those eyes look at him like he holds the world. His lips curl up at the comment but Welt can't help the quiet whine he let's out once Luocha's fully in. "Don't underestimate me Luocha, I'm hardly delicate."

"Is that so?" Luocha hooks his knee over a shoulder in challenge, his golden locks tickling his thigh. "Then you don't mind going rougher this time, yes?"

Welt removes the glasses from his face and places them on Luocha's.

"Not in the slightest."

Luocha had to heal his back the next morning.

[star-the-car]

it feels weird that within 24 hours I went from laughing and singing karaoke with my friends to us crying and comforting each other as we express our fears for the future

[kannibalkatt]

everything i touch turns to yaoi

[waynedunlaptheorgandonor]

oh, btw, since ik there's overlap btwn my caryl lovers and xfiles fans, i have an unhinged project going on over on my xfiles side blog where i am keeping track of how often they solve cases + other misc stats

-> @xf-cases-solved