#But you can't prove that I'm wrong

[kaythefloppa]

[technically-human]

The hug!!

This one was once again commissioned by our dear @i-am-as-normal-as-you-are and we actually talked about this scene quite a lot. Charles is still going through it, and he doesn't even feel like he should be getting the hugs he needs. Poor boy.

[heyimkana]

That "Who the hell do you think I am?!" was so aggressively SEXY it got me like

[avorthuades]

okay but like. if I didn't know that she's a homophobe and transphobe and just altogether awful, I would've thought J.K. Rowling to be the BIGGEST JEGULUS STAN to grace this earth. BECAUSE.

in canon, James played chaser, right? and yet. HE HAD A SNITCH. THAT HE PLAYED WITH. AND HE WASNT A SEEKER. so. you know who could've given him that snitch? REGULUS BLACK.

ALSO. to do with quidditch again, Harry is a seeker, right? IT COULD BE CAUSE OF REGULUS RAISING HIM OR SOMETIING OR GETTING THE TALENT FROM HIMMM.

also harry being considered for slytherin??? it COULD be regulus's influence.

ALSO. REGULUS TRYING TO GET THE HORCRUX???? TO PROTECT JAMES PERHAPS??? AS VOLDEMORT WAS HUNTING HIM????

[cnl0400]

I don't want to hear about how Obey Me is so "inclusive" when they treat their only woman character like this tbh

[natdeviantrat]

so we know all the vamps have an eye thing (armand's shake, louis' look different when he's mad, lestat's pupils grow or something?)

and daniel's eyes change from blue to orange after he already took the glasses off so i'm choosing to believe that's what happens when he thinks of his maker with love in his heart

[reflections-of-mobius]

[ @familylightfox || Continued from here!]

Little voices, grand gestures- anything and everything to make the story feel more alive for his children. He made sure each could see each page of the book as he read it, smiling all the while. It was no surprise that Izzy fell asleep first- the younger of his kids, her bedtime was far more set-in-stone than her brother's...though Roman was also limited from time to time.

He silenced a chuckle at the soft snores of the youth, folding the book shut with the silent movement of its spine. Julius trailed after Roman, feeling content and grateful for the two- something he felt each and every night, to be certain, but tonight...somehow, he felt that especially so.

"I would love to, Roman." The youth's code had progressed a bit since his early days, but there were still trademarks of the mobian's own hand in every line he wrote. Julius loved pouring over his son's work- it gave him a glimpse into what Roman had planned for whatever project had caught his eye, each and every time. Though this was more of a test of sorts- a way to see how Roman's teachings were progressing...he could hope the youth passed with flying marks, but it certainly wouldn't be the end of the world if he didn't. "If it doesn't, then we'll simply have to work on it until it does. And if it does...well, there may be a town visit in the near future for you, my boy."

There would be, regardless- but there was nothing wrong with a carrot to offer, even if it was as common as bubblegum at a highway rest stop.

"We should be passing by a nice city soon...I'll have to check Tire's navigation systems, but. It would be a pleasant break from your studies, wouldn't it?" He offered a lighthearted smile. Sure, the kids had to be careful in town- but so did he. It was simply the trade-off.

[]

Tire was rumbling along the road while Julius read to Izzy and Roman- sensors flickering. Something was out there. Not in the ocean, but somewhere- just in the woods, beyond the road. Several Egg Pods were deployed...

And all of them went offline.

A warning was sent out- moments before something launched from the trees. Red and blaring, a burning projectile that Tire had no chance to avoid even if it swerved. That didn't stop it from trying, though.

[]

Several of his children had suddenly gone offline. Julius felt ice slither down his spine.

"---Roman, go get Izz-!"

BANG!!!!

KRACK-A-KWSHHHHHHHHHHHH---

The world suddenly slammed sideways, multiple warnings blaring through Julius' brain as his false eye was overloaded with information. The lights overhead flashed and sparked- before shutting off. He fell straight into the wall.

[comic-sans-chan]

obsessed with julian asking "what did they do to you? is it some kind of punishment device?" in the wire because my god if this man didn’t go from "this is garak my super cool spy pal who i go on secret missions with and sometimes fuck teehee but also yeah his planet’s kinda fucked up and he’s got some weird ideas but we’re working on it" to "this is garak he's my precious little angel babyman who has been horribly traumatized and brainwashed by his government but it's okay because i'm a doctor and i will fuck and suck the fascism out of him if it’s the last thing i do" in just two years. shit's wild

[stars-are-above]

Season 1 Taco screaming chicken jockey was not on my 2025 bingo card

(This is Rheagan's first ever stream btw wtf guys 😭💀 /silly)

[iambecomeyourvillain]

oh my god the regulus black and jean moreau parallels...

[vaguely-concerned]

hkjfhskjdfhads when kickass grace lifts pan up by his lapels in anger and he's just like 'joke's on you darling I'm into that' fhsdkjfhaskjhfaskj

[andromedaexists]

"i'm literally never beating the allegations" and then the allegations are that i like skrunkly looking guys

[juney-blues]

Sonic The Hedgehog (2006) is Sonic Adventure 3 in all but name.

[asairayn]

i have so many thoughts on shadow the hedgehog.

i use forearm crutches. i don't use any mobility aids on rollerskates. i can go fast using rollerskates. i'm pretty stable standing using rollerskates. i have minimal pain rollerskating, or even standing on skates. when rollerskating, you would never know that the vast majority of the time i use forearm crutches and am in pain from standing for three minutes.

shadow uses rollerskates. he doesn't run, he rollerskates. call them air shoes, it doesn't matter, it's the same motion, it's the same lack of stillness, it's the same thing. i choose to believe that shadow would use forearm crutches while not rollerskating.

shadow would have a major crisis over the concept of being disabled. what with all the "ultimate lifeform" stuff, along with being bio-engineered and also made as a weapon, he would feel like being disabled was a major weakness and hate himself deeply. he wouldn't be outwardly ableist, because he doesn't hold anyone else to the Ultimate Lifeform standards, but he would have all the internalized ableism.

shadow would get over this crisis. he would discover cripple punk. he would embrace being disabled. he would easily destroy anyone who was ableist to him, or anyone else. he would use rollerskates, and he would use forearm crutches. these are not mutually exclusive.

shadow is disabled. at least to me.

and these would be his crutches because i made this design and i think it's so cool. probably more spikes though.

[reflections-of-mobius]

[ @familylightfox | Plotted an event!]

It burned. They'd fallen unconscious after literally falling onto the floor- unsure how long they were out, not even bothering to think. Everything ached and burned and hurt in the worst way as they tried desperately to crawl.

Every nerve in their body was screaming. Something was trying to force its way up their throat- they barely had the energy, but they still managed to stand, wobble-running down the hall, uncaring that they hit one of those stupid fixtures in it save for the explosion of fire in their veins. Cedar managed to stumble into the bathroom, collapsing before the toilet just as the first, hideous RETCH left them.

They couldn't feel anything but agony, crawling through them, tearing into every availabe atom of their being until it was all-consuming. Something was wrong with their vomit. It wasn't its usual color- but they couldn't think about that. Another heaving convulsion, more crimson painting the once-white bowl as they tried to gasp for air. Cedar wasn't aware of anything, any sound, any noise, the tap of boots on the floor or a new presence, of the System window that only they could see, constantly popping up with updates that only blurred their vision and made them heave again.

Cedar didn't know that the change had already been complete. That clothes that once fit so easily now draped off of them, several sizes too big. That pale-peach skin had disappeared under a matt of creamy-colored fur, that near ears had grown as the old seemed to fade back into them, didn't realize the tail that had grown and forced their pants to break, currently puffed out as if they'd stuck a hand in a wall socket.

No, they were only aware of the gagging sense, of way too much, of something thick sliding up their throat and falling off their tongue in spasms of torture. Cedar let out a choked sob somewhere in that mess. Their own saliva and blood dribbled off their chin, vision a mess of tears and light-blue fluorescent that bounced off the toilet's porcelain.

It was a small eternity of pain, of hideous, evil suffering that came to an end only with their body collapsing once more, arms barely holding them up on the toilet's seat, their head ducked into the painted bowl. Throbbing. Aching. The whole of their frame sang with it in the worst way, and Cedar really only wanted to just collapse back into bed and deal with whatever mess they'd created tomorrow. But the knowledge no one would be there to help, that it would just be worse in the morning, was enough to have them weakly reaching for the lever.

It was a little farther than they remembered. A trembling arm trying to reach out, fingers barely brushing the tip of the metal before falling. Too weak.

[ʜᴘ: 45,000/45,000]

Fuck you.

[xlmibby]

xiaolumi late-night brainrot because i feel like writing an entire essay about how much i love the way xiao and lumine look at each other.

the thing is... the both of them aren't the type of person to talk a lot - especially not about their feelings - but even if they stay quiet, their eyes say everything.

the quick stolen glances; because lumine just can't focus on the conversation with the others when xiao is right next to her. the way longing stares; when his eyes burn the expanse of her skin as soon as she talks with someone else again.

it's quite obvious how they feel because of that. but i think, while xiao might feel like lumine watches him a lot since she's not hiding it well - or more like, she's not doing it at all - he's the one who does it more often and longer, nevertheless. it's easy to stop caring about the passing time when the sight in front of him is so breathtaking. the mere glance of her golden hair shining in the warm sunlight, white dress fluttering when the wind grows stronger, her soft skin and flushed cheeks... it all stirs odd emotions deep within him.

he can't quite name them - is it longing? fondness? desire? - yet he can feel them take over his consciousness and make him want to call out her name, reach out to her hand and pull her into his arms so close that their chests brush with every shaky inhale. his fingers are shaking at the thought, itching to brush hair off her face and watch her look up at him.

xiao thinks it should scare him a little. how easy it would be to see right through him in that moment.

all of the thick walls of cold and aloofness he's been building around himself for long years would dissapear the second lumine's eyes - wide and shining with that golden color that's so familiar yet so hypnotizing - meet his. somehow, he can't look away even if he tried.

the longer he stares, the more he notices how open lumine is with him as well. close up she looks.. so innocent. so delicate, breakable. like she's just a young girl who has hopelessly fallen in love with a boy and now she's scared he might find out; but she's not good at hiding her feelings and pretending everything's just perfectly fine when he's around, and her heartbeat for sure doesn't race at all.

when his eyes fall onto her lips - it is just an instinct, one that xiao can't control even if he tried - he watches suck in a breath. she swallow, painfully aware of his burning gaze lingering on there longer than necessary. long enough for her to lose her mind, just a little bit. long enough for her thoughts to stray somewhere to the places he doesn't know about. the look on her face - cheeks flushed, eyes gleaming with a different kind of affection he has never seen before, the quick rise and fall if her chest - tells him that he might have an inkling of what she can be thinking about. it might be something similar to his own thoughts, ones that spread through his veins like the sweetest kind of venom. they're deadly, urging him to act upon his desires although he knows he can't. not if he wants lumine to be safe.

but it's so, so tempting...

it kills him a little.

xiao tries to pretend it's fine but something wraps around his heart when she's around. grips tightly on it as if to make him dig his claws into his chest. bury them there and take out his beating heart. offer it to her.

it belongs to her, anyway. he might deny it but the truth remains all the same.

he's nothing if not hers.

a part of him wonders if lumine can see it now. how badly he craves her, in every way possible. how sickening this yearning inside him is, simmering just beneath the indifferent expression he usually puts on like a ghost of his darkest desires.

even if lumine can't see it though, xiao is sure she can feel his heartbeat against her chest and knows. there's no way to escape this overwhelming love.