#I’m cooking up here

[theghoulboysblog]

can’t explain this but ryan gives me bruno mars and r&b/soul lover vibes and even if that’s not true the thought makes me swoon a little 😭🙏

like he just gives me the vibes that he eats up some “it will rain” or some “leave the door open” or some fucking 2000’s usher LORD PLEASE LET THAT NOT BE TRUE CAUSE HE’D BE TOO POWERFUL BRO 😭🙏

[myokk]

💘

[skimpilydressedwithanaxe]

Happy Halloween !!!

[hulloitsdani]

@moe-broey THANK YOU!!! AND IM GLAD THE RUFFLES ARE APPRECIATED!!!🎉🎉🎉

But seriously this is the highest compliment, because this is actively what I’m trying to do when it comes to how I draw Kiran! I really want to convey how unabashedly charming this silly little tactician is. It helps explain how they keep the order intact on a social level and also why this keeps happening:

In retrospect, Alfonse never really stood a chance, did he?

Anyway I won’t lie, I did all this for the Loki bit. Please imagine that she’s just off screen for all these outfits hitting that exact pose.

[atopvisenyashill]

In this broken home Everyone becomes predictable

[let-them-cook]

From @let-them-fight , the bitch who brought you THE TOURNAMENT for like 10 rounds before she promptly forgot she was running a tournament blog…

I ASK YOU, TUMBLR…

CAN YOUR FAVE COOK?

That’s right.

CAN YOUR FAVE COOK?

One more time.

CAN YOUR FAVE COOK?

Because that’s what this blog is here to uncover!

You, the person reading this, in all your glory as you peer upon these words now, will submit a stupid little FFUCK! into my inbox, because I still can’t just get off my ass and make a Google form, and along with that stupid little FFUCK! you will submit a small little itty bitty teeny tiny itsy bitsy snippet of propaganda declaring why YOU, believe they can cook.

RULES:

Racists homophobes transphobes antisemites islamaphobes xenophobes ableists etc. etc. etc., if you reading this fit any of those categories, I hope you get hit by a car

Branching off of 1, please be fucking normal in the notes of these polls whenever I get to starting them up, which will likely not be this week since I’ll busy. These are silly polls. These are goofy polls. These do not amount to anything nor do they reflect on real life. Thank you.

There is ONE MEDIA that I will, for the meantime, not allow submissions for:

DUNGEON MESHI.

BECAUSE YOU FUCKING KNOW WHY

@let-them-fight @couldtransitionsaveher @couldtransitionsavehim @couldfatnesshavesavedthem @couldaromanticismsavethem

@ao3topshipsbracket

@bestanimatedmovie

@tournament-announcer

Sudan Relief Fund link

Eman Abdelrahman Gofundme (currently 20,600~ below needed goal as of May 19)

ThomaSerena Gofundme

bsonblast PayPal (Needing 500$ to keep a Sudanese family from eviction)

Mohamed Farah Gofundme (only around $800 from goal May 19)

Arab.org

Amjad Sido Gofundme

(donation links to be updated & added)

[artem1sc0re]

Idk who’d want this or would want to see this in their day

But Aiden Pearce with banana bread

Also do you guys like edits if so I’ll just serve this on the side

[averagemrfox]

The level of Rat Grinders discourse is wild to me because it seems like so many people are acting like this was the finale episode when we’ve got next week to get through still

Aside from the time travel shenanigans that have been pointed out, how are we forgetting about Ankarna? The whole reason they’re having this fight is because Porter is trying to take her place and become this god of rage because that’s what Ankarna’s domain was twisted into and for half the season Fig has been reaching out to Ankarna trying to show her that she doesn’t have to be that twisted version. Fig is a paladin of Ankarna in the true form that Ankarna wishes to be

Once the Bad Kids stop Porter don’t you think this god of justice is going to be a little miffed that a group of kids was manipulated into worshipping that false version of herself? That they were twisted into these rage filled version of themselves just like she was? Not to mention Fig on top of being a paladin of Ankarna is also an archdevil and Ruben got sent to her part of the hells. There is a lot here for them to work with.

Idk man just after all this time I have a little more faith in Brennan to wrap up junior year in a way that’ll give the Rat Grinders a satisfying ending and if that doesn’t happen next week then do you go off about it for sure, but damn let them actually finish the story first.

[xoxochb]

jason grace… regency era… enemies forced to marry… but they’re secretly in love with each other… but they always act angry with each other…

[angelmush]

the other day i walked around the golden lake w my love and the sun was setting hot and orange and we watched a brown duck preening through the weeds, ducking her head under the dark water. the cool lake swallowed up my tired feet to the ankles and we counted the dog walkers with their curly panting doodles and their handsome german shepherds and their whip smart little terriers and we admired the careful construction of a sand castle whose moat held determinedly against the lapping of the waves. we could feel in our chests the persistent thunderous thumping of celebratory music at the finish line of the lakeside 5k, welcoming each gasping runner across its bounds. and i felt like crying. i felt like curling into myself and crying. we walked through the swamp of the bird sanctuary afterwards and listened to the woods sing and croak and groan and then we went and got ube and yuzu gelato and devoured it suntired and sweating on the couch in our living room. and i was so overcome w a deep and true unshakeable happiness and a sort of confused grief that i wanted to sob and sob and sob.

[corioheinous]

Can I just say how much I love love love it when a character or a group of characters are haunted by the absence of a person who was once integral to their lives. Especially when the entire narrative is structured around that particular loss like hands down my favorite television shows right now are Fleabag and The Bear which are both Masterful fucking examples of this (Fleabag’s dead best friend, though you could probably make a case for her mother too, and Carmy’s dead brother respectively).

And it’s like. The loss of these loved ones is so inextricable from the characters that survived them to the point where everything they do and say every choice they make whether good or bad is ultimately influenced by their grief. I’m catching up with the current Blue Period arc right now and really enjoying it, mostly bc of the complicated friendship dynamic between Momoyo, Murai, and Hachiro—and the lone piece missing from their friend group—Sanada. Murai’s experience with grief in particular is so fascinating to me because unlike Momoyo and Hachiro, he hasn’t been able to “move on” or cope with his grief in a healthy way. It’s sort of become this unsurmountable weight on his shoulder, this ghost-like presence that looms over his character constantly. When Yatora reflects on his loss in ch. 62, there’s an interesting emphasis placed on Murai’s expression—

—which made me realize just how emotional of a character Murai is through his facial expressions alone. Not necessarily in this chapter, because he’s very much putting on a brave face, but in chapter 64, you practically witness him going through every stage of grief at once. It’s honestly a massive transformation given that he’d been stuck in the “denial” stage for so long.

I think it’s interesting to think of Murai as both a character who is avoidant, repressive, in denial about his own feelings and the reality of the world around him (it’s mentioned also in ch. 64 that Murai didn’t even attend Sanada’s funeral, which is exactly the kind of immature behavior/inability to cope that you would expect from a character like him) WHILE simultaneously being someone who wears his heart on his sleeve. I reckon he forces himself to feel nothing at all out of fear that he’ll feel too much at once, and thus end up causing a scene like he did at Sanada’s posthumous exhibition.

Besides the cool back tat and funky earring, I wasn’t all that compelled by Murai’s character until I read through this chapter and experienced this entire emotional upheaval alongside him. I kind of just had to sit down for a bit after reading the last scene, after Yotasuke’s Murai-san, it’s okay to live your life holding onto that grief forever, isn’t it? comment which is such a bonkers thing to say (/pos) and God. Not to quote The Bear FX here but it really is satisfying to watch a character that you know needs to let it rip just let it rip. That laidback attitude and nonchalant expression of his were never truly the whole of it. I’m really satisfied with the way grief & loss has been framed through Murai, and I’m excited to see what his character becomes as he continues to both carry these feelings inside him and live to grow around them.

[chimerahyperfix]

Being frozen in time definitely does something to you. Physically it cages you. Mentally it throws you into the longest dream you could ever have. It's not comfortable-- far from it in fact-- but you've grown to look forwards to it, when you loose. It's better than being mashed to dark paste at least.

You're frozen right now, in fact. Waiting in silence for time to loop back. Stuck with your thoughts and a vauge feeling of a dream. The house is around you and you're moving through it. Empty rooms and endless hallways, curling and twisting in ways that make them feel alive despite the lack of any living thing that isn't you. No sad monsters, no frozen bodies, no dark stains. There doesn't seem to be an exit.

The dreams you have when frozen seem to correlate to how you're doing emotionally. Most of them have been lost to time, like most things in your life now. Dreams, wounds, emotional bonds; everything is turning back with you, and that’s started to do something to you, because now you can predict the actions of those around you with quite a bit of accuracy. You can recall little bits of things, but the further back you go is just static. There was a bunch of dumb things that you can’t piece back together anymore, there were times with those you love, there was endless rage flowing through your very being, and there was this. The desperation. The empty halls of the very House you’ve worked so hard to protect.

You want out.

You've kept count of how many times you've been frozen. How many times you've died. How many loops. 61 is the counter and it's far, far too many times to relive the same day over again. You grew tired of the monotony by the tenth go around. Twenty five felt like a stab wound. Forty, like you were being split in two. Big 6-0 felt like drowning. You don't feel real anymore.

But that's fine! You can still see the good in this, if you stretch your imagination like taffy, as far as it'll go. It's better to be just you, just one person, than everyone else! You can live with the weight of the country on your shoulders for a bit longer, if only to keep it off of Euphrasie's. You’re doing this for her! For everyone. You can do it for a bit longer. You just need to find the King’s weakness, or something. Make a more powerful potion, or scrap together the materials to make a second craft bomb, or, or something! You’ll find it soon enough. You’re smart! You can do this!

You have to.

You turn down the hallway. Find yourself on an entirely different floor. Just as much of a ghost town. Just ice and cold and tiredness, your breath forming clouds in the air. That’s fine. This is just a dream or something, anyway. You’ll wake back up at your desk any time, with the looming vials of all sorts of toxic stuff you keep drinking that you crabbing neglected to put away because you didn’t think time would crabbing loop, because realistically, WHY would you assume that would happen? Preposterous! Ignore the burning feeling in your throat and the smell of sugar and push on. Wait for it to start all over again.

Because it has to be you, doesn’t it? You wished for this, or something. You don’t remember. It was a long time ago. It has to be you, because only you have the power. It HAS to be you, because who else would it be? Euphie? She’s already got enough on her hands. Mirabelle? You’d rather die. It’s better you do this than the ones you love.

It has to be you.

it has to be you it has to be you it has to be you it has to be you it has to be you it has to be you it has to be you it has to be

It's sucks, having to be the one to do it. Your limit was a long time ago.

You can't do this forever.

[alien-enjoyer]

i’ve got thoughts about the waffleduo canon soulmates*, watcher!grian (optional, but also include the secret keeper in this part of the list if you count this bit), mumbo’s first life game since the soulstealing event, mumbo having the waffle in secret life implying that’s all canon, mumbo and grian having such similar tasks, each of them immediately going to the other to try to complete their tasks (with varying results). and all of these thoughts are connected, but you have to connect those dots yourself i’m too busy to do that right now but it’s there and it’s so obvious right? right? you get it

[steph-anie723]

i feel blehh ,,,,,very sad very ☹️

[saberafterdark]

WHY DOES HE SPIN HIM LIKE THAT LMFAO I’M LAUGHING SO HARD

cuz why would he wanna spin him around if he wasn’t checking him out 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔

[atopvisenyashill]

arya: if there’s so much i must be can i still just be me the way i am?

sansa: can i trust in my own heart or am i just one part of some big plan?