#AND RIGHTLY SO

[bird-inacage]

Love Sea Episode 8 | Aggravated, Angry Mut

[thatsbelievable]

[mightnotfeelrealbutitsok]

I love how freely Tolkien uses the word love like love love love love he just made a world which is full of love. love which is loyalty devotion and protection

[potatopassenger]

Nami realising she has people who care enough to not want to leave her

[callhimnowmarisamylove]

"Just think, someday we'll be buried here, side by side, six feet under, in matching coffins. Our lifeless bodies rotting together for all eternity."

[beardedmrbean]

ouch, that's an expensive one

[hairychestloversblog]

Superbly hairy and proud 😊 As he should be 😉

[tea-spawn]

Hello, Season 3 Alex. This new look is fine.

(Everyone looks fine)

Too bad it doesn't last.

You can literally see him crossing over to the darkside in these shots 😭

At least five to six shots of her lurking in the background, murmuring in Alex's ear... For a 2 minute trailer, that's a lot. They're clearly not shying away from the creepy predatoriness of this relationship and I am so here for that 🙌

But yeah, post-SCORPIA Alex is going to be the death of me (haha, geddit?) LOOK AT HIM. He looks so fucking tortureddd 🤐😩

Moral dilemmas, here we go✊

Anyway whoever decided to bless us with more of this duo needs a raise:

They were so correct.

I have such high expectations for this season and I can already tell it's not going to disappoint. Just like season 1 and 2 never did. Especially not with shots like these:

I don't know what we did collectively as a fandom to deserve this great an adaptation lol. I am simply filled with so much joy that, whatever happens, I can safely get excited about a story so close to my heart 🙏💘🙃

[nonalillie]

[aaandbackstabbed]

Huey: Don’t you realise you could die?

Dewey: I’m not going to die. I’m twelve?

Huey: And so you can’t die?

Dewey: I just don’t see it happening.

[bird-inacage]

Only Friends Trailer | Ray x Sand: Sexual Tension

First x Khao's chemistry in The Eclipse felt very wholesome, and I thought that was due to First and Khao channelling their bestie connection. However this is proof they can also bring something far more sizzly. We know they've mastered the art of longingly staring, now watch as they do eyef**king justice. And I can't wait.

[potatopassenger]

I've noticed that despite all the crew having consistent internal monologues highlighted at some point in the anime, I can't think of one instance Luffy has had one so far (in Arlong Park arc at least)

Which leads me to think A) his head is empty there are no thoughts going on in there B) he just says exactly what he's thinking at all times or C) even they couldn't work out what was going on in Luffy's head

The funniest example of this is when the villagers come back when the Buggy pirates are defeated and ask Who are you and what happened to our Mayor????

And Nami is having the death note style monologue of weighing up every pro and con and possible outcome of what to say and then it switches to Luffy who immediately says We're pirates! :D I knocked out the mayor! :D

[divingsave]

the hockey gods just couldn't let evander kane win

[screaming-at-the-tv]

Sun Jae: Why do you always cry when you see me?

Im Sol: You remind me of a dog.

girl...... 💀

[bucktopherbarnsley]

Okay but imagine if the MCU gave Bucky a dog.

The Alpine fandom would riot.

[ibrithir-was-here]

(This is a really weird drabble that is not connected with anything else I've written, but is more about body horror and losses unmourned vibes and...yeah I don't know. Tis the bleak midwinter have some ghosts)

Dream of the Endless doesnt sleep. Doesn't dream. He is all dreams, all fantasies, all nightmares.

And though he does not sleep, does not dream, is Lord Shaper and King of all Nightmares and none ...there is a nightmare haunting him.

He can just feel it, at the edges of his consciousness, can almost see it, sometimes, when his focus wanders, when he lets his mind drift from the flow of the collective subconscious.

There is something, always there, always behind him. Just out of sight, waiting to be recalled, waiting to be seen.

He is not the only one who senses it he thinks.

Sometimes, he sees Matthew shudder, sometimes he feels the Corinthian's gaze flick away, catches Lucienne biting at her lip, as though to lock words behind it she would speak but does not dare.

Sometimes he senses Death flinch.

There is a trigger that seems to drawthe presence, for illiciting these responses, for pulling the thing that haunts him closer into his view.

It's when he introduces himself. Not as Dream, but by his newest epitaph, as Lord Daniel.

That is when the presence seems closest, clearest. That is when he can sense most clearly the empty shape, a gaping hole in existence the size of what was once a child. Can feel the phantom fingers of one who is no more, clutching at the hem of his snow white, bone white, shroud white robe. Can hear the baby soft whisper, crawling up to him, sadly, lonely, lost:

"No, that's my name"