#SHE'S READY.

[williamshamspeare]

Akari in august/september who the hell knows: *en route*

[sylusbitch]

my favorite hc is that penelope was told by the ladies in waiting to go and stay in her room and not to come out for anyone

and she hears screams and whatnot and is like oh fuck now theyve done it, the suitors are gonna destroy the place

only to hear the screams lessen in volume and being like ? are they killing each other?

but then she hears a scream clear as day "THIS WILL BE YOUR FATE" and she's like🧍‍♀️no fuckin shot my husband is down there on a murder spree

and she immediately starts pacing back and forth like "LADIES HELP ME PREPARE I NEED TO LOOK DIVINE" and it's a full makeover sequence

and they're posing her and being like "hold on, tilt your chin up a little bit, turn to the side like 12 degrees- BOOM my lady you are serving such cunt"

and then they hear odysseus' loud ass steps going up the stairs and all the ladies scatter while penelope tries to look nonchalant like "AHEM....😳 is it you? have my prayers been answered?"

[pangur-and-grim]

Pangur stopped eating due to horrible, horrible stress of occasionally hearing a baby animal mew, so I have found a spot outside the kitten radius to feed her

[inkskinned]

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

[alyxtherat]

you have been SNIFED, reblog to snif the next person

[tawnyevergreen]

me when the gay people love each other

[chloesimaginationthings]

"Oswald's mom has got it going on" - FNAF Pit bonnie

[l3irdl3rain]

Bacon of the breakfast litter meeting her cousins, the Hobbits.

[larsnaldo]

[erinwantstowrite]

i saw comic panels of baby jaybin and i felt like doodling him for a little bit

[makenna-made-this]

CompliHENtary colors💙🧡

[oifaaa]

Jason "Is anyone going to take care of him?" And didn't wait for an answer Todd

Absolutely not that baby was forced upon that boy his brain was 100% all about revenge at that time Talia come get your baby Jason's struggling

[sand-jam]

they're getting ready to go grocery shoppinggg :]]

[audiart]

Do we get to see N with his baby sister in law 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

YEAH HE IS SUCH A GOOD BROTHER IN LAW After they babysit her, N goes "🥺 I WANT ONE" to Uzi, and then she explodes—

[wickedlyqueer]

With the context of the deleted scene it's even juicier why Elphaba invites Glinda to the Emerald City.

Glinda is upset Fiyero got picked over her. Not even that she wanted to join also to rescue to Lion cub or would've helped Elphaba too. No. She wanted to be picked instead of Fiyero.

So when Elphaba promises she won't leave her behind again, that becomes real tangible when she gets the invite to meet the Wizard and decides she shouldn't leave Glinda out of it this time, like with the Lion cub.

BUT WHAT'S MORE Elphaba only realizes this after reading Glinda's gay ass note of hoping Elphie gets her heart's desire. And in that moment, Elphaba is reminded about Glinda's heart's desire.

Because Glinda's heart's desire isn't to become a sorceress like she thinks and says; it's to be picked and chosen above anyone else. What Glinda does not yet realize is that she wants to be picked by the one she loves and not just the faceless masses.

So when Elphaba reads that note and invites Glinda to come with her, she's essentially saying

I'm picking you above anyone else

and without even Glinda realizing it, gives her her heart's desire.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Vanessa's first impression on Mike in the FNAF movie