#This is for you

[habunnn]

HE WEIGHS SIX BALLS !!!

[tielmamon]

Collecting toxic ships in this fandom like infinity stones

[ohmaerieme]

🔮

[hearvex]

a message from george to all the tumblrinas

[goalieflashflight]

Vimes:

You deserve a reward for putting up with me.

Sybil:

*smiles* You are my reward.

Moist:

(Not willing to be outdone) You deserve a reward for putting up with me.

Adora:

Yeah, you’re a real bitch sometimes.

Rincewind:

The path to inner peace starts with four words.

Rincewind:

Not my fucking problem.

Vimes getting a voice message from Sybil

Vimes imping back a text:

I’m a little busy, is it urgent?

Sybil imping a text:

No, don’t worry dear, just listen later.

Vimes in his office later:

*Presses play on voice message* Sybil’s voice: PUT OUT THAT FIRE FOR GODS SAK…

Background noise: Their newest hire Emily screaming and young Sam laughing

Magrat:

Hey, Granny! I made you this friendship bracelet.

Granny Weatherwax:

I’m not a jewelry person.

Magrat:

Oh, well, that’s okay. You don’t have to wear it-

Granny Weatherwax:

No, I’m gonna wear it. Forever. Back off.

Vetinari: I never tell people right off the bat my sexuality.

Vetinari: I wait.

Vetinari: I wait until they say some homophobic shit

Vetinari: And then I laugh and I’m like “you know I’m queer, right?”

Vetinari: And watch the look of terror on their face.

Vimes:

This is bad.

Vimes:

This is really bad.

Angua:

What is it, sir?

Vimes:

I kissed the patrician.

Angua:

Woah. I owe Cheery so much money-

Nobby:

I wanna make one thing clear. You mess with Fred you mess with me.

Colon:

Yeah

Nobby:

Because we’re boys

Colon:

…Yeah.

Nobby:

We’re friends!

Colon:

Yeah!

Nobby:

We’re boyfriends!!

Colon:

Ye…No. No we’re not. You can’t say that-

Nobby:

We’re boys and we’re friends

Colon:

Yeah that’s better.

Nobby:

So we’re boyfriends.

Colon:

No-

[anorlondos]

I'm gonna say it. BIRD UP!!!!!!

The Guardian is so special to me. Immediate main. I love this silly little guy I feel like I'm going insane. I made my very first dnd character a paladin aarakokra that uses a halberd with a severed wing...and I named them after an Elden Ring character. I have come full circle. Clawing at the bars of my enclosure

[krems-chair]

I cannot emphasize enough that after a series of hideous personal reckonings today has shaken me to my core, if your favorite romanced/deeply-connected-with character in a work of media is:

-unattainable

-mysterious

-only softens for one person

-generally distrusted by most (and even wanted dead by some)

-causes pain (sometimes hospitalization-worthy) but just needs to be reminded what love feels like

-so beautiful it hurts

then you owe a horse girl an apology because that's it that's the prodigal Horse Girl plotline right there they've been telling you for years about the power of loving the Broken Beautiful Thing back to its full potential and you didn't listen but whooo buddy your subconscious sure did

[solanasreality]

i wonder if it’s okay to take pride in my presence, to be the moon calling the tide backward whenever you stray too far from core beliefs, to be a little whisper in your ear, the bird who’s tune you’ll randomly remember throughout the day,

to my mutuals and followers, thank you, i’m never too far from your reach <3

[loofandtimmy]

[natkhat-sa-shyam]

मुझे लगता है औरतें पागल हैं

जो सोचती हैं कि

वो पुरुषों के बराबर हैं।

वो उनसे कई गुना बड़ी है।

अगर आप उसे शुक्राणु दोगे

वह शिशु बना देगी

मकान दोगे, घर बना देगी

परचून दोगे, खाना बना देगी

मुस्कुराहट दोगे, दिल दे देगी।

औरत को कुछ भी दो

वह उसे बड़ा बना देती है।

| William Golding

[halfhissandwich]

Tiny frog in a very large world

[trials-of-a-spirit-worker]

A Spell for All SA/CSA Survivors

May every place they touched without your permission form on their own bodies with pestilence.

May it grow as rancid as their morals, may it fester

Bring forth pain tenfold in its wake

May the agony be slow like the inevitable nipping of the hounds of fate of their demise.

When they open their mouths to beg for clemency, may it be forgotten like they ignored their victims

And allow only blood to spill from their throats and flood in their lungs

May suffering be the only thing they carry with them in abundance

Until their last struggling, haggard breath

And from that, may their victims flourish in light and healing

Shall strife leave them all who were harmed, knowing justice to their assailant is done.

[yourbuddykermit]

dont worry guys as soon as i finish tbis case report ill post more gay art

[goodyjobgoodywork]

inspekta inspekta! what do you think of that old cob?

"Wait! Wait! I need to start over! I need to start over!!"

[sigurism]

@hoppkorv, thank you.

Bob Dylan as Alias Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid Dir: Sam Peckinpah