#GOD I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S REAL

[stormyoceans]

IT'S LAST TWILIGHT DAY!!!!!!!!!!

THE WAIT IS OFFICIALLY OVER!!!!!!!!! AFTER 11 MONTHS AND 2 WEEKS IT'S FINALLY HERE!!!!!!!!!!

[mydarlinglaszlo]

never gonna stop losing my mind over this scene i fear

[stephsageek]

[epavirees]

happy anniversary joker out olympia you will always be famous

[teacolouredink]

The number one pro fortnite gamer ✨🩷💜 And my first Mikus of the year wahooo! I've been on such a roll this week after basically the whole month not drawing anything!! WE'RE SO BACK BABYY :D I'm so glad because I've wanted to draw her skins for weeeeks

[raayllum]

It took a second, but then Callum noticed her, shifting to face her. His new white shock of hair, threaded into one of the locks that curved over his face, hung over his eyes. [...] “It’s still always inherently the same,” she says, “no matter its appearance?” He nods. She rinses out his hair and the leans over to kiss his forehead, and then the white streak for good measure. “I think that’s true,” she murmurs, “but I think you’d know better than me, Mister Mage.

—pre s6 drabble, feb 2024

In the morning, [Rayla] wakes and brushes Callum’s lock of white hair away from his brow. She smiles and kisses him through the guilt in her eyes, holds his hand. 

—it still floats (for snake boi callum week), may 2024

But as she turned to him, a healthy colour returning to his face, the corruption-esque ivy below his eye fading, Callum took his hand away from his hair, revealing a vivid lock of white that fell across his brow.  [...] Callum reared back, scowling. “I am not Viren,” he said tersely, ignoring the lump that welled in his throat when he caught sight of the white lock hanging over his eyes again. A white streak, like Claudia’s. His stomach churned. 

—fanon s6, 1 day before s7 aired

[rottiens]

The other day you posted about shy boys and I have some thoughts about shy boy Choso if you don't mind. Also, this ended up being longer than intended, sorry 😬

Imagine, if you will, sitting on the couch in your jammies with your bestie Choso, your bestie that you know has a thing for you but won't make a move no matter how many hints you drop that you like him too, your bestie who blushes and changes the subject whenever you talk about sex/dating and the like, he's sitting between your legs laying back against you. You have your feet on the edge of the couch with your knees up beside him and he's resting his arms on your legs.

Imagine making him lift up his head so you can take out his hair buns to run your fingers through his hair and graze his scalp with your nails causing his head to fall back against your shoulder humming at the feeling.

Imagine snaking one hand over his shoulder and resting it on his abs and rubbing your thumb back and forth feeling the definition of his muscles through his shirt. "Just getting comfy," you say when he asks what you're doing.

Imagine the small whine that comes from him when you remove your other hand from his hair. His breath catches in his throat though when your hand comes to rest near his waistband. "Just keeping warm," you whisper in his ear when he asks what you're doing for a second time this time in a slightly higher pitch.

Imagine seeing the blush creep up his ears when you start mindlessly fiddling with the drawstring of his pants. It's not your fault it came undone, the knot wasn't done very tight in the first place.

Imagine his breath stopping completely and his hands starting to grip your legs when your finger tips slip under his waistband, not moving just sitting there.

Imagine seeing the tent in his pants steadily grow as you start to scratch gently at the skin just above his cock.

Imagine him squeezing his eyes shut and shaking his head no when you breathe "tell me to stop," against the shell of his ear.

Imagine finally grabbing his cock and having to remind him to breathe because his fingers are leaving marks on your shins.

Imagine the mewls that you pull out of him as you stroke him so slow that he has trouble keeping his hips still.

Imagine having to shush him when you speed up, he's louder than the movie you two were watching.

Imagine giving Choso a reach around and playing with his hair again while telling him how good he's being for you.

Imagine Choso coming in your hand and you bring it to his mouth for him to lick clean.

Imagine, if you will, shy boy Choso panting and rubbing your legs up and down to try and calm himself down after the most erotic experience of his life. He's been so good for you, you should get him a glass of water and a snack when his breathing evens out so he can replenish.

[taffy-glitch]

rewatching fantasy high (freshman year) and tbh i don't think i appreciated kristen applebees enough as a character when i originally watched it years ago. like i kinda get the feeling that her arc was meant to be more drawn out but got speedrun by her literally dying and meeting god in the first two episodes and getting SLAMMED into that crisis of faith head-first, and it honestly makes her into both a VERY FUN character to watch and a fascinating one

[ladybugkisses]

this is a little late but, Happy New Year!! ! ✨💖✨ thank you to everyone that has supported me and my art, whether you're old or new around here, it means a lot!

i hope to bring lots more Lackacontent in 2024, i have so many ideas i wanna share 👀

[rubsjuice]

STOP GETTING INTO FEAR AND HUNGER!!!!!!! IF THOSE BEAUTIFULLY CONSTRUCTED CHARACTERS GET ASSASSINATED BY FANDOM BECAUSE EVERYONE'S BREEZING THROUGH THE GAME CENSOR MOD ON AND BEING EXPOSED ONLY BY OTHER PEOPLE'S MEMES AND BADPOSTING I WILL TURN INTO A CORN COB AND EXPLODE!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sometimes art is meant to be uncomfortable and messy and scary to retain its quality depth and message and if you are not ready to absorb&process it the way it was intended to be maybe you are not ready to get into that art in the first place

[bigthingsforeverintheworks]

socializing is so hard I'm like "yeah i finally got my depression done with forever (for real this time" and then I am in an environment with people and it's like "fuck how do I act i don't have the knowledge of the things should I be listening should I be looking I mean how do like verbal conversations work like they're clearly not oriented towards a goal in the same way emails are but they also just like don't have the same sort of "just kinda say things" that the internet has ok that's not fair I have held conversations, even if the initiation differs which is a big part of it but there is something different obviously like the expectation of latency & just basic woah you can't see them bit but also like it feels less direct. Oh and then now you have to deal with timing like 100x as often idk i think at the third time it's just time to give up. Though ok I mean I'm not incapable of verbal speech I can give answers in english class also why is my head burning and i mean i don't think my hands should be there do people care about that also i can't fathom the depravity of how i look"

[darklight-owl]

Highlights from the Mother Mother concert because I'm still crazy abt it

Listen idk where to start because the second it started i became the irl version of that one guy in ATLA who starts cheering and foaming at the mouth and faints

The theater was tiny so we were SUPER close to the stage. Got a full view of everything it was perfect

The guitar solos went CRAZYYYYY how does this man do that

Problems my fucking Beloved. Everyone was screaming.

Body was hands down the best song. The energy from the stage was just unmatched.

Ryan darling I know you didn't mean it but giving that whole speech about how much you love Chile and how cool the Santiago fans have been and then immediately singing Dirty Town was unintentionally hilarious.

By the way can I talk about how sweet Ryan Guldemond was. He put a chilean flag around his shoulders. He gave this whole speech about how they want to keep coming back here and how if there's any young artists in the crowd he wants to watch THEM perform someday. He engaged with the audience a lot and after the concert he stayed onstage for a while to shake hands with people. At one point people started chanting "mijito rico" I don't think he knew what the fuck we were saying but he still went "thank you ☺️" that was funny.

Anyway I got a newfound appreciation for Sleep Awake. Molly's voice is angelic and it's so sweet how the song was written especially for her.

I also have a new appreciation for Verbatim despite the fact I already liked that song because nothing compares to screaming your lungs out after the first chorus with a stadium full of people

Little Pistol caught me off guard, it's not one of the most popular songs but it's one of my favs. Kinda sad they shortened it but it was beautiful regardless.

My only criticism is that it was so SHORT. I could have kept going for an hour more tbh but I guess touring is very tiring so I get it. Amazing experience happiest I've ever been I wanna go back

[slotmachines-fearofgod]

me: oh yeah no one left to sing to is by far my longest fic i don't think anything else will even come close to -

the cody and ahsoka bonding fic that is 90 pages with at least two more chapters that still need to be written sitting in the corner: no please. continue. what were you saying?

[rainybookshop]

"you've got to give full credit to the Toronto Maple Leafs" what is even real right now

[kitwilsonsass]

I think the thing that's fucking with my brain the most is the separation of fact and fiction because it's like... we spent years being told that Bray was this unkillable character that would always come back no matter what, and now it's just like...I have to remind myself that in reality he was just a normal guy, it's weird.

It's..... yeah.

Okay - I'm gonna get real wordy and wax poetically and I'm so sorry I'm incapable of just talking and crying like a normal person.

It's like a big old layered burrito of denial on all fronts, right?

Because on the surface, we have a guy who was so young, and that seems so hard to get past in itself. We also have the fact that he was prone to injury at points and disappearing for... months at a time. He had been released and came back, what, a year later? In the meantime there were always a billion headlines with his name, speculating the worst, and it never had any accuracy or mattered. We were always *looking forward* to him returning and he always inevitably did because he had half his career ahead of him still and it always seemed like the best was to come.

And we have all these stories of what a beautiful person he was, a side we roughly knew of but never got to really experience ourselves as an audience.

But the person we saw was, as you said, this unkillable character. Literally unkillable. He told us from day one he could never die and would persist 5000 years from now when *we* were all gone. Because he was this personification of all the darkest bits of humanity and American society come to force us to face our sins. We watched him, silly as it was, get burned alive and come back a shambling heap of melting flesh and be completely restored. He was forever, he was a god, you could always find him and you could never, ever kill it.

And like, as fans, we kindle that kid in us that wants to believe in superheros and villains and we grow over the years with them. We go to events, and we sing his songs, and we thrust ourselves into that role ourselves of characters in a way. Like we were always *his*. Even if you didn't love him, you played into that for his entrance at the very least because it was such an undeniable experience. He talked and you, and every babyface, listened - whether you wanted to or not.

I'll never forget that one match on Raw, still early on, when the whole crowd was first singing "He's got the whole world in his hands" and just swaying, and then turning around and chanting "Bray is gonna kill you." Like, I remember Big E was in that match, and I'm pretty sure he was on the receiving end of that chant. He was over. He was beloved. And the whole crowd was singing hymns and calling for his demise for this literal cult leader that would speak in tongues and Exorcist walk across the ring, holding his heart and smiling with some masked sinister joy at it.

It's really really hard to reconcile he's not actually some biblical force of nature looming over everything and everyone even though we know better. And like, that fan in me that's that eternal kid in a way, is just stomping my feet screaming "but he CAN'T die!"

The end of Smackdown did, and still is, really fucking me up because I kept waiting for the lantern to go out. And like, I couldn't decide if I wanted that. Because on one hand, there's a symbolism there, and a kind of sad beauty, in the light going out. He was with us, and he's gone now, and he can rest (ahahaha I'm going to start crying again). The light fades. But ultimately I'm so glad it didn't go out because A.) I don't think I could've fucking handled it and was already bawling, and B.) It shouldn't go out. Or fade. His spirit of everything he brought to that world should stay with us and with every single performer who goes out there every night and throws their hearts into playing these characters.

And like... maybe, even though it's so hard now, maybe eventually there's comfort to be found in the idea that even though the vessel is gone - *He* will, somehow, always be there haunting us. Because "I have a thousand faces and a million names." We might not see him, but we can choose to believe every time a hero is forced to face their fears that he's there behind it - silently whispering into our ears, willing us on to indulge in every second of it.

[rillils]

GOOD OMENS S3 CONFIRMED RILS

CAN I HEAR A WAHOO???????

A WAHOO, WHY LIMIT OURSELVES TO JUST THE ONE WAHOO, I'M GIVING YOU ALL THE WAHOOS I'VE GOT FROM NOW UNTIL THE SUN EXPLODES

HONEY THIS MAKES ME SO FUCKING HAPPY I CAN'T EVEN PUT IT INTO WORDS

LEMME JUST

I'M LEGIT GONNA CRY 😭😭😭 I wasn't going to rest easy until they actually confirmed season 3 and now it's officially happening (is it??? IS IT??? PLEASE TELL ME AGAIN THAT IT IS) and I just, I just gotta let that sink in, oh my goodness 😭😭💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 HOW YOU HOLDIN UP, DARLIN??? ARE YOU GOING INSANE TOO??? *SCREECHES INTO THE SUNSET*