#I CAN'T EXPRESS HOW MUCH I LOVE THEM

[yoongisjuicebox]

HEYO got some new IG story pics but from Tara Yummy!!

I love love LOVE that they all hung out and THAT SHE DRESSED UP AS JUSTIN BIEBER

(I did 4 different crop edits for yall! P.S. I unfortunately don't know the blonde girls name :( she looks pretty and like she's fun to be around, though!)

[likeafairytale]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANASTASIA & ACHILLES PETROVA

"Now whatever way our stories end I know you have rewritten mine by being my friend."

[skialdi]

“We are siblings and we care for each other.”

[claudia-lioncourt]

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE, 1.02 ...After the Phantoms of Your Former Self | 1.03 Is My Very Nature That of the Devil

[obsidianbit]

I love this gay ass show with its literally life ending injuries that heal immediately, but only when convenient to the plot, and its ridiculous use of modern phrases, and its laughing in the face of historical accuracy, and its kissing the face of the fans instead of trying to outwit them, and the way everyone involved in the show seem to go 'I KNOW RIGHT! I'M EXCITED TOO!' instead of mocking the fans

[the-graves-family]

Gods. Aaron almost chuckled at the memories of Lee calling them that. He felt as far from godly as he possibly could, right now. He was sure she'd only included him to be nice. Lee had been a doll like that.

Aaron didn't really cry, not sincerely. One of the few very rare exceptions had been when he'd gotten back home that night. He barely remembered it. So he wasn't crying, but he was... feeling like he should? It was complicated. He was overwhelmed, and stressed, and overall not enjoying the situation.

"...thanks," he ended up saying, recognizing the promise to try for what it was. "I don't know what to change." Or if Bullseye wanted him to change. He couldn't say he'd try if he didn't know what to do.

I don't want to lose you either.

At some point he'd have to admit to himself that he wasn't keeping Lester around just for the perks of his company. But that would be too many admissions in one day. The silence stretched and Aaron looked around, trying to figure out what to do now. Mundane activities didn't feel like they would sit well after all of that.

"...want to go to a range or something?"

It stroked his ego to hear Aaron's praise, the pedestal he put him on, but he could see how that had blinded Aaron to the danger he was in. Both from him and Lee, that Brock had 'failed' to live up to the need for protection, while giving it to Lester. Lester could easily see why Aaron hadn't measured up to Brock's cut for that; it had been barely that he'd squeaked by.

"You were walking among gods and monsters, bro--" he remarked softly, an admonishment and recognition. He did the same when he was amongst powered people, but he accepted death and harm as the inevitable conclusion when he did.

"I'll try," Lester started, but caught the underlying message, pausing and trying to find the right thing to do and say. "I'll listen," he appended, doing his best to keep the sulky tone out of his voice. It was hard being reasonable and in control.

"---I don't want to lose you." That was true. He wouldn't try this hard if he didn't. "Promise."

He opened his mouth and closed it, looking down and kicking at his own shoes again. He was restless. He was wanting something more. But trying to hunt that had already resulted in this situation.

[rosiethedragongeek]

I LITERALLY LOVE THIS PICTURE SO MUCH YOU DON'T EVEN UNDERSTAND LIKE,, I'M CRYING

THEY'RE BEST FRIENDS THEY'RE BEST FRIENDS AND THEY HAVE BEEN SINCE THEY WERE KIDS AND THEY'RE NOT KIDS ANYMORE AND THEY'VE KNOWN EACH OTHER THEIR WHOLE LIVES AND THE LIVE TOGETHER AND THEY SPEND NIGHTS AROUND CAMPFIRES TELLING STORIES AND THEY MAKE EACH OTHER DINNER AND EAT IT AROUND A TABLE TOGETHER AND THEY KNOW EACH OTHER SO WELL AND I'M LITERALLY CRYING

[somegrumpynerd]

Honestly your Freaky Friday AU reminded me of that one time I drew Nightmare and Dream on April Fools

Ajdgejgejeg great minds think alike

DUDE NO WAY

Ahkdgkdgkhj We both drew them with their own colour eye lights and everything that's amazing!! :D

[wandixx]

Halloween dress-up, let's go!!!

Assignment: "Dress up as ghosts".

Status: Yes. They're ghosts. Just really different types of ghosts

[poisonedfate]

bbc merlin - 03x10 Queen of Hearts

there's no one like them!!!!!!

[svtskneecaps]

dude i fucking love how this server has communication as its premise and built into its fucking core. i fucking love that. bc it's one thing to be like 'this server is about multilingual communication and cultural exchange!!' bc that could present in any NUMBER of ways but like. with the federation and the eggs and a common shared goal they all decided WE ARE A TEAM. and like, ok,

when baghera was sus of jaiden because of the thing when pomme died and jaiden had been the reason baghera left her side for the only time that day, i wasn't even worried. i wasn't worried bc i was like "we just wait. because i know they will TALK TO EACH OTHER." and I WAS RIGHT. TWO DAYS LATER IT WAS ALL CLEARED UP AND BAGHERA WAS HELPING HER OUT WITH CUCURUCHO

and the ordo theoritas is functionally a secret organization. it would be SO EASY to gatekeep the lore, on grounds of "the federation is always watching and anyone could be a spy" and yet the ordo theoritas says that, like bad SAYS THAT, says OUT LOUD, "anyone could be a traitor" and then turns around and goes "hey person i've had a few days' worth of conversations with, here's a detailed rundown of everything we've learned about the island's mysteries, and the secret location of the ordo base". SOFIA was supposed to be secret from everyone, and for a little bit she was. but now like, the ordo theoritas is showing her to everyone. it would be SO EASY to hide things and to gatekeep things but they just. don't do it. here's the supercomputer!!!! don't forget to grab her waystone so you can come back anytime!!!

bad learns something. "i need to tell forever/cellbit/baghera". forever figures out a new way to protect the eggs, and he gets it to everyone within days. cucurucho tries to have a secret conversation and the entire server knows about it almost instantly and there are three people buried in the walls reading the subtitles and giving each other meaningful glances

i love it. i love it. miscommunication plotlines drive me up the fucking wall and the fact that i wasn't even SCARED when jaiden and baghera could easily have angled into an angsty tangled web of that and instead just MET WITH EACH OTHER AND EXPLAINED EVERYTHING AND CLEARED THE AIR ALMOST IMMEDIATELY was so fucking breathtaking. and this is a multilingual server. this is a MULTILINGUAL SERVER. i love it. i love it so much i want to cry. it's a server for communication and people Communicate, it would have been SO EASY to slip into monolingual factions and stick to the familiar but they DIDN'T. they DIDN'T. WE GET TO HAVE A THEORY TABLE WITH SO MANY LANGUAGES SITTING AROUND IT. we get to have conspiracy walls in every language!!!! idk sometimes i forget how fucking CRAZY all this is, like the scale of what they've accomplished

so yea thank you to quackity and the qsmp admins for this, and thank you to the streamers for hearing 'this is about connections' and taking it ENTIRELY to heart, and also thank you to whoever the fuck decided to give quackity's school class the job to look after a fucking egg to learn about parenting. bc holy shit. holy shit.

[drunkonduty]

Its 4:45 am rn rewatching ew

Transgender real

[sulky-cabbage]

I miss ep 1 Sukuna my crazy wife

[bumblingbabooshka]

Polycule Moments Guess who got access to recording software

[puppetmaster13u]

You may regret this @phoenixcatch7 lol, what if I start spamming you /j

Less cryptid Batman in this particular WIP since it's semi-outsider pov lol (one of two outside person not unnerved by them lol)

🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇👻🪆🦇

   Clark knew Batman wasn’t human, even before that disaster of a mission where he had let it slip to the others. 

   He’d known for a long time, from one of their early meetups, when Batman had first referred to him as Clark Kent instead of Kal-El, and he had panicked. He hadn’t ever lied to his teammates when he said that the cloak prevented him from seeing his body, but his ears still worked. 

   He’d tried to listen to a heartbeat, to see if his at the time temporary ally was lying when he stated he wasn’t going to tell anyone and… Nothing. There was no heartbeat, no breathing, nothing even remotely human, and if he didn’t know any better, nothing even remotely alive about the silence. 

   He couldn’t help but to pay attention more, to seek out the strange almost silence-feeling that accompanied the Gotham vigilante each time he felt it. It was… almost comforting, like the swaying of branches and the rustling of cloth over stone. Familiar, compared to the hustle and bustle surrounding him in the city. 

   The first thing he had noticed, physically that is, was Batman’s ears. Previously he’d thought the man unemotional, what with the rough voice, expressionless white eyes, cloak-covered body and the gas mask covering a good chunk of his face. 

   Yet the longer he watched, even idly, the more he noticed that while the man’s face or body didn’t show much, his ears did. 

   While Batman could stay silent and still for hours, the long ears twitched and swiveled, catching on the hood that he’d always wear around them. They’d pin back sometimes, a near silent sound he couldn’t quite place accompanying the movement, while other times they’d twist a near full three-sixty, as though searching for whatever sound it had caught. 

   Sometimes, when he’d startled the other vigilante, there’d be rattling noise, like wood and metal clacking together before it was cut off. It was a strange sound, one he’d not heard anywhere else, except with his… friend. 

   Were they friends? He’d like to think so. 

   The next time he was reminded that his friend wasn’t human was when he saw him get injured. It hadn’t been a bad injury, even if the Gothamite’s head had hit the wall with a very loud cracking noise, but he’d still smelled what he’d eventually come to recognize as blood. There was an almost pickle-like scent to it though that wasn’t quite it either. 

   Honestly the closest he could think of describing it was some sort of formaldehyde. And once he focused, he could pick out other things beneath it. Maybe not flesh and blood in the traditional sense, but still. 

   There was always that scent of cloth and wood, but he could smell the black liquid, paint, a metallic thing underneath like iron and steel. No heartbeat, no breath, but life all the same. It was honestly beautiful in a way, like a part of the city the other vigilante called home had come to life. 

   And it wasn’t like Batman minded whenever his own human mask slipped. Clark may have been raised by his Ma and Pa, whom he loved, but it didn’t make his body any more human in nature. There were just some things that he couldn’t change, and it took effort to move like one all day as a civilian when his body wasn’t designed to do so.

   So he stayed quiet for the most part when their group of three grew, and people started to speculate. He diverted the conversations whenever it turned to him, lightly admonishing over the various rumors. 

   It didn’t matter if Batman wasn’t human, he was still his friend, their ally and teammate. Was he curious? Oh of course, he’d gone into journalism for a reason after all, but it was still his friend. If he wanted to tell, he’d tell, and Clark wouldn’t break his trust. 

[nightfal1n]

"I miss you"

"I miss both of you"

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