#Don’t get eaten

[scarevalue]

Another busy week in new horror releases is headlined by The Rule of Jenny Pen in theaters everywhere.

[ciderjacks]

despite Laios low self esteem making him think that if he’d been eaten, Chilchuck and Marcille wouldn’t have helped Falin,

theres a small part of me that thinks the reason Chilchuck stayed with the party and went back in the dungeon in the first place was because he didn’t want to leave Laios alone. That Laios was moreso the reason he stayed.

[hailsatanacab]

A Persuasive Argument - dpxdc

"Great!" Danny says, clapping his hands together to get everyone's attention. The dinner table falls silent as everyone looks towards him. It's a full house today and, honestly, Danny's a little nervous. "I'm sure you're all wondering why I gathered you here today."

"It's dinnertime. In our house." Duke mutters, while doing a very bad job of concealing his yawn. He holds his fork poised over the braised beef, but, just like everyone else, still looks towards Danny before tucking in. It's intriguing enough to wait.

"Yeah, no one misses Alfie's dinner." Dick says, with a brilliant smile that Danny can't help but return.

"Precisely! What better time to talk to you all than when you're all actually here!"

"Wait, I thought you came round to work on our English essays?" Tim asks, blinking owlishly.

"I'm afraid I've lured you here under false pretences, Tim."

"This is where I live."

"I would still really appreciate help on that essay though, I mean, what the hell is Hamlet even about? I just don't get that old time-y language, like 'Hark! A ghost hath killed me!' - absolute rubbish, what does that even mean?"

"The ghost never kills anyone in Hamlet, he's there to tell Hamlet that he was murdered. Have you actually read it?"

"No, but it sounds like you have. Tim, I want this guy to help me with my essay instead. I know for a fact that you haven't read Hamlet, either."

"So? We don't need Jason, I've read the Sparknotes."

"Hi Jason, I'm Danny, pleasure to meet you, summarise Hamlet in three sentences or less."

"Am I auditioning to help you write your essays? I can't believe you’ve gone through your whole school life without reading it, it’s good!"

"Hamlet, along with a number of other classics, was banned in our house because it portrayed ghosts as intelligent and sympathetic beings rather than evil, animalistic beasts. I didn’t even get to see The Muppet's Christmas Carol until last year with Tim! It was surprisingly good, and I hate Christmas because everyone always argued and it sucked. But we're getting off topic. I—"

"No, no, please go back to that, because what the fu—"

"Boys, please." Bruce interrupts, looking to the world as if he wants to hang his head in his hands. "Danny, you were about to say something?"

"Oh, yeah, Mr. Wayne! Thanks!"

"Please, call me Bruce."

"Well, that very succinctly brings me to my point, because I'd actually really like to call you dad."

Nobody says a word. Nobody even blinks, all as shocked as the other, watching open-mouthed as Danny pulls his laptop out from beside his chair. Bruce can definitely feel a headache coming on.

"Before you say anything, I've prepared a 69 slide PowerPoint presentation on why you, Bruce Wayne, should adopt me, Danny Last-Name-Pending. Please save your questions, comments, and verdict until the end, thank you."

[pythosblathers]

I’m thinking about Esk origin story in which she crawls out of the swamp and rips her helmet off to chow down on the first bug in sight

And then polluting the local water source while brooding in the shower

[scliffe]

Honestly when I say that I love romanticizing Sebastian and Ciel’s relationship to hell and back; I don’t necessarily mean that I think they should have a romantic relationship—something like [a pair of lovers destined to tragically love each other until death do them part]—it’s cute and sweet, but it doesn’t fully encapsulate what their relationship is like to me. While I appreciate their physical closeness, it’s of lesser importance to me whether they actually have a romantic relationship or sexual relations; what I desire is for Ciel and Sebastian to be part of each other forever—[beyond even death].

Their relationship cannot be fully conveyed through descriptions like romantic or platonic. They are bound together by something even more intimate than romance or sex—Ciel is promised to Sebastian with something indissoluble; beyond any romantic or sexual relationship, which can be broken, ended or divorced. The contract demands that Ciel will eventually grant Sebastian his soul to devour—thus becoming one existence together for eternity. Their oath to each other is not written in official papers; it’s engraved in their body and soul. It is irrevocable. Given the nature of their doomed end—where it is certain that only one of them will remain in the end—their covenant becomes such that there will be no escape for either of them. With the more time they spent together and the more memories they gently collected of the other party; they're both eroding and molding each other to fit the shape of each other's palms—leaving lasting, permanent damage on each other. Both of them will be changed—and have been changing—irreversibly since their very first meeting, to the point where their final parting will never be a true parting as they will leave their own selves within each other.

They must become more and more in tune as soulmates are with each other—until Ciel’s will becomes Sebastian’s will; until Sebastian’s hunger becomes Ciel’s hunger; and Sebastian’s hands wrapping around Ciel’s throat are also Ciel’s hands around Sebastian’s own throat—until they eventually become one.

[mer-se]

vegan food is boring

[thatsbelievable]

[elodieunderglass]

I can't resist bothering you with more questions. I'm sorry! I want to put Killie in a basket and carry him around with me like a purse dog. Did Charlie always know that he wasn't going to be a horse pilot forever and that he would find a way out of his family's net, or was he never going to escape if him being kicked out hadn't forced him into it? My heart breaks for him a bit, even though he seems the most well-adjusted person in that family. How old was he when he ended up on his own?

(In reference to Killie the jockey OC, crown prince of a horse-obsessed family, and his identical twin brother Charlie, who was disowned/ escaped the orbit of the Horse Planet)

You are never a bother. Nobody could be anything but grateful to have such insightful, brave, witty and inspiring people to talk about their OCs with! Are you kidding?

That’s such a good and deep question - I don’t think that Charlie knows the answer himself. He certainly was quite a talented apprentice jockey. In terms of his place in the family, his parents and siblings all adored him - he is warm and charming and funny - and thought they understood him. He has that special child-of-rotten-parents survival-mode sensitivity to reading a room, that in Charlie translates into useful skills, like “changing the mood of the room” and “sensing what people want him to say”.

But Charlie has a strong sense of identity, and with it, a hard internal limit on personal sacrifice; there are parts of Charlie you can’t have.

And despite being a fifth-generation jockey of impeccable pedigree, the whole “stoic, fearless, impervious to pain” thing appears to be a state of mind - not a physiology thing, but a mental one, engendered by passion for the sport. Charlie has had passages of his life where he’s carried off the Jockey Constitution (TM), but a problem with armouring yourself with a mental state is that if you are an especially clever little liar yourself, like Charlie, you catch on to the trick.

And the sport is inextricable from the horses in their family. So Charlie stormed out (was thrown out) of both family and sport… but I think he does like horses and he was good at it. And it would’ve been hard, in that family, in that immersive and passionate world, to break out naturally - especially when you are so beautifully built for it. It would again come down to Charlie’s strong sense of self.

I think a lot of his sense of identity and resistance came, early on, from connecting honestly with his bisexuality. He’s clever and sneaky, and likes mind games and code-switching and putting on characters, and when he realised the necessity of masking early on, it felt like a secret identity. He was simply Built Different, and couldn’t change it, so he made a game of tap-dancing on the tightrope.

Then he left to build that secret identity into his real self, on purpose, and he threw himself into The Opposite of Being a Jockey. He was not only the first in their family to go to university, he went into academia. He covered his bills by bartending and busking (take that, Dad). He eats cake. He is valued for his mind and brain. He is NOT COMPETITIVE AT ALL. HE’S COLLABORATIVE, EVEN.

…He was just about eighteen. And perhaps it affected him more deeply than he’d say. But what saved him - what always would save Charlie - was a sense of identity.

[inkspottie]

Sorry for the radio silence! Have some work doodles I’ve done

[ofdirtandbones]

It’s so beautiful outside and I could be in the woods or marshes but alas I have the plague

[sssaturnsnake]

consume my body mind and soul

[the-meme-monarch]

it's silly but i was honestly kinda heartbroken when I found out that The Chocolate Guy amaury guichon 's stuff he makes in his videos doesn't get eaten and I haven't been able to watch his videos since then. he's got like a chocolate museum and they just get put there. you made a sculpture and yeah that rules but the appeal is that It's All Chocolate the appeal is that It's Edible but nobody gets to eat it. willy wonka would never willy wonka Get this man

[hiort]

pajama party with besties!!

[puppppppppy]

u know when youre bored of everything and it feels like theres a hole that youre trying to close but it just keeps sucking everything up

[comfymoth]

had a dream someone sent me like 50 drawing prompts in one ask and when i woke up i started stressing because i thought it was real and i had to do them all. like i started setting up my ipad and everything. i checked my inbox cos i didn’t remember what they all were and Thank God it wasn’t there, but man my stress dreams are getting weird