#I might just do it anyway

[the-count-and-the-raven]

Hey will wood fans of tumblr that may or may not have insta if i posted his recent insta stories here would you like that

[sadiecoocoo]

Mortycest will always be my otp for Rick and Morty… but I also think that Brad/morty deserves some recognition and should get a lot more fan content

[onepiece-polls]

OPLA fan cast polls - update!

I thought I'd give you a little update about the submissions so far. We've got 81 submissions! (which is a lot more than I had expected already tbh) A lot of characters have multiple actors submitted for them, but I wanted to share a list with you of characters who have only 1 actor submitted for them.

Characters with 1 actor (or 'actor') submitted:

Bartolomeo

Brogy

Kureha (6 submissions, same actor - we get it, we'll send hatemail to netflix if they cast someone else 😂)

Enel (2 x same)

Kid

Moria

Inazuma

Jinbe (2 x same)

Kaku

Miss Merry Christmas

Mr 5

Sakazuki

Shakky

Rayleigh

Stussy

Tashigi

Tom

Law

Is someone you submitted not on this list? That means they had at least one other actor submitted for them.

Just remember, every submission gets in, as long as a picture is provided and they follow the rules (I'm pretty loose with the rules, but there needs to be a picture! Looking at you, Jerma Doffy lovers!). So no need to commit voter fraud by submitting one twice. It literally doesn't do anything, just spamming the submissions.

Also, the character with the most different actors submitted for them:

Vivi (5 different ones, 1 actor submitted twice)

Robin and Doffy come in second with 4 different actors each.

[jackslesbiansubconcious]

Yall want a celebrity crush tier list? I’m feeling a tad bit like I need to do oneeee

[leonscape]

going through my old wattpad account makes me want to dig a deep hole and then bury myself in it and then have someone open a fast food chain restaurant over it

but i did have some old ideas would anyone like to hear them? i would probably replace the old characters with the ikepri characters tho lol (just bc this is primarily an ikepri blog (and also because i don’t want to expose myself))

[yandere-daydreams]

i can’t believe you made me pick between feral diluc and a secret third option that only you know 😩😩

to be fair, the secret third option does include both elements of feral diluc and the reader not getting entirely fucked over. i have something in mind for it, but it's something a little weird, so i'm letting y'all decide whether or not you guys want to let me go into that.

[fitzselfships]

I want to draw something but the chronic pain™️

[dinosaursatemymom]

tfw your old bsf talks shit about you bc of a girl who is either jealous that you were friends with the bsf OR she has extreme ih and has a crush on you 😜

Tbh both of those are equally plausible

[1luckyrubberducky]

I'm SOOO pissed I can't send videos in ask boxes bc I was gonna send the peter griffin happy video

Oh nooo darn like wowww that's crazyyy totally sucks wow...

I actually havent heard the audio yet bc I am afraid to get it stuck in my head.

[an-eala-bhan]

I’m currently rummaging my brain for ideas for Rusty Fears and I’m afraid that the one I like the most is too dark to submit

[hinamie]

10 years later

[novelconcepts]

I Saw the TV Glow is such a uniquely, devastatingly queer story. Two queer kids trapped in suburbia. Both of them sensing something isn’t quite right with their lives. Both of them knowing that wrongness could kill them. One of them getting out, trying on new names, new places, new ways of being. Trying to claw her way to fully understanding herself, trying to grasp the true reality of her existence. Succeeding. Going back to help the other, to try so desperately to rescue an old friend, to show the path forward. Being called crazy. Because, to someone who hasn’t gotten out, even trying seems crazy. Feels crazy. Looks, on the surface, like dying.

And to have that other queer kid be so terrified of the internal revolution that is accepting himself that he inadvertently stays buried. Stays in a situation that will suffocate him. Choke the life out of him. Choke the joy out of him. Have him so terrified of possibly being crazy that he, instead, lives with a repression so extreme, it quite literally is killing him. And still, still, he apologizes for it. Apologizes over and over and over, to people who don’t see him. Who never have. Who never will. Because it’s better than being crazy. Because it’s safer than digging his way out. Killing the image everyone sees to rise again as something free and true and authentic. My god. My god, this movie. It shattered me.

[sadiecoocoo]

Ya’ll should Rex get a therapy tooka in p2 of Surrender Your Mind?

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[egophiliac]

bring your son to work day

[beybuniki]

they should go on a fishing trip pt.1