#Coming out of the dark

[mushed-kid]

i love how in Coming out of the dark, they had Frankie sing the ‘i see the monsters, they look like family’ line because frankenstein is about how he wants a family, it’s so obvious but also genius

[shadowsphere21]

Cyberpunk has been on the mind lately, and of all the senshi I could think of that would fit this look, the first one that came to mind was Saturn. So I tried it. I wanted her to look like she's glowing amid the darkness. Her dark theme suits my mood since things haven't been well lately. It was therapeutic to draw her.

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[sleepynegress]

I have never been that big a Sam Smith fan...but this Tiny Desk.

[elisaenglish]

I won’t dwell—and this is for me not he who’s lost to all my solemn musings—but I do, on this day too far too soon, acknowledge the enormity of the switch.

[ninjakittycomics]

you deserve all the good things.

Take care and keep going!

[eldritch-elrics]

obsessed with the april fools day joke from the another crab's treasure devs

[akanemnon]

Wow, not even 5 seconds in and they're already starting a fight.

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[duranduratulsa]

Gloria Estefan - Coming out of the Dark

90's Fest Song 🎵 of the day 2: Coming Out Of The Dark by Gloria Estefan (1991) from Into The Light #GloriaEstefan #comingoutofthedark #intothelight #90s #90sfest #durandurantulsas3rdannual90sfest

[nevesceramics]

WIP peek at the hugging werewolves ♥

[saturnvs]

polaris; guiding light for lost horses

[wanologic]

and they were roommates

[bruciemilf]

Something something violence has always been the primary love language for Waynes, something something.

It breaks me that Bruce loves Jason so deeply, and Jason is so completely unaware of it. He comes to the conclusion that love is religion. You have to see to believe.

I’m just thinking about Jason watching evidence of how wrecked Bruce is after his death. He stalks Batman, always, tracks down every movement and breath. He waits for the perfect moment to shoot.

Your father only dies once, after all.

That moment, mysteriously, doesn’t come.

Jason’s never been scared of Bruce. Fear, to him, is darkness and cold and a bleach white face laughing at him. Fear of Bruce not being there at all. That’s fear.

I need a scene where Jason, — Red Hood, — watches Batman pin down a mugger.

He doesn’t know what that man says. Something about getting on him for not being there when Wayne’s boy got killed.

He’s never been scared of Bruce.

But when he punches that man, over and over and over, when his throat makes those horrible sounds of gasping effort, animal and feral, he’s afraid. Afraid Bruce won’t stop.

He’s about to jump in when another, smaller pair of feet runs up to the scene and Jesus Christ that’s a kid — A kid wearing Jason’s old uniform. Wrapping his arms around Batman’s and clinging.

The man on the ground is motionless. If he didn’t blink, Jason wouldn’t know there was a face anymore.

But that’s not the worst part.

The worst part is Bruce crying. Gasping, punched out noises, his hands drenched with red, squeezing the kid so close to him.

“My baby. Oh my baby.”

[medicalunprofessional]

breaking the angel

[ginumo]

in today's episode of 'Brainrotting On Characters That Are Normally Inanimate Objects',

[elisaenglish]

“She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. ‘Time’ for her isn’t something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.” 

-Roman Payne, The Wanderess-

There are really only two songs that do it for me when I’ve had a week like the one just gone. And I have promised to stop being so angry because it isn’t who I am—and I know, I know it’s been bad and the menfolk have been all “we need to protect you” and I've been like a rose with just the thorns, or a hand grenade, depending on the degree of my resistance.

But I can’t do that forever, and yesterday I birthed something that I hope will be quite special—and that is what matters. As do the songs referenced here, here and here—and love as I settle back into myself. In terms of the posts to come, I think it’s a case of we shall see. Though to be sure, retreat is not my nature.

[wiltkingart]

Asche and Vindt from Ocean's Blood by Thelma Mantey