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[princeyralsei]

REIGEN ARATAKA FROM MOB PSYCHO'S ENGLISH DUB'S VOICE ACTOR CHRISTOPHER NIOSI?!?!?!?!?!?!

[hermitcraftx]

hi, i know you probably didn't mean it, but your headcanon of grian having brown eyes is kind of racist- white people can't have brown eyes, only people of color can :)

are you . anon are you serious. anon are you being for real right now. i'm white and i have brown eyes anon Are you being serious this is satire correct

[hearts1ckness]

NOMADSTALES?!?!?!!!??

[warriorfujoshi]

Cruel Kojin: yo this guy lactates! this guys got milkers! you look like you breastfeed good sir!!! somebody call the farm we’ve got a cow on the loose!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[princess-of-purple-prose]

[ID: Excerpts from Harrow the Ninth. Transcripts for 1 and 2 are copied from alt. They read:

The Resurrecting King took on the expression of a man working out a very difficult and emotionally taxing anagram. He said, “Ortus,” again, but the bile was sputtering up into your throat, your mouth, before the Body passed her hand over your eyebrows and the bridge of your nose and you slipped from his imperial grip. You fell almost senseless to the floor.

Then God’s eyes widened fractionally, and his voice became altogether different when he said: “Harrow, who the hell’s been tampering with your temporal lobe?”

You spat into the sink. In the mirror, you perceived the Body, waiting quietly beside you; she wore a turquoise hospital shift (yellow highlight) exactly the same as your own, (end highlight) her hair shimmered over with frost, her exquisite mouth a hard and ready line. (yellow highlight) There was a sword strapped to the Body's back—you met God's gaze in the mirror, and for a moment you were convinced he could see her too, that he beheld you both—but it was a trick of the eye. [ end highlight at "beheld you both"]

You looked at her, over his shoulder. The Emperor instinctively follows your gaze, but he could not have seen what you (highlight) saw: the weals where the chains had passed around the other girl's wrists, neck, ankles. He would not perceive that long hair hanging wetly over her shoulders, that resinous colour that in death might have been brown or might have been gold or might have been anything. He could not of have heard the voice—low, husky, musical—or its dry and uncanny echo of other voices you had known: your mother's, Crux's. (End highlight; almost all highlight is yellow, but "saw the" is in gray highlight as well.)

(yellow highlight) Your body rolled itself off the table, (end highlight) with such a reflexive suddenness that you were not sure that the action was through your conscious effort. Your meat floundered to stand, wild with shards of lead crystal and a dozen cuts through your clothes, and you turned away. The Emperor said, "Harrowhark?" as you stumbled away from the table, and more plaintively—"Harrowhark!" as you unerringly careened to the door, but he did not follow. (yellow highlight) Somehow your hand slapped the pad that slid it open—somehow your meat dragged itself away from him—(end highlight)and you walked, and you walked, and you walked. As the door closed you might have heard, (gray highlight) "Damn it, John—(end highlight) damn it." But the last thing you were going to do was trust your own ears.

...ing what to do with your face. There was this huge, insane roaring in your ears, like close-up electrical static, and (yellow highlight) it was like I was watching us move from outside—as though we were both out of the driver's seat, Nonagesimus, and someone else was in there. But nobody else had their hands on the controls. It was just me. End ID]

So I noticed something in Harrow the Ninth. In chapter two, when John is trying to console Harrow over having lost Gideon, he puts his hands on her shoulders, and he says "Gideon Nav did not die for nothing."

Harrow feels "a hot whistle of pain run down [her] temporal bone," which is, we know now, Harrow having a stroke as her skull alters her brain so that she hears him say 'Ortus Nigenad' instead. And she replies to him in kind, using Ortus' name. So the interesting bit is John's reaction, look:

He had his hands on her shoulders the whole time. Physical touch negates lyctoral blindness, and she had a stroke while he was touching her. That look on his face. Is he working out an emotionally taxing anagram, or is he taking a good look at her and working out what the hell just happened? Then he says Gideon's name again, like he's running a test, and Harrow has another stroke. That's exactly the same test Mercy performed to figure out what Harrow did to her brain in chapter twenty-nine.

He knows. He's known about the lobotomy since chapter two. He thinks she did it to forget her grief and guilt, and he thinks he understands.

Which means when he 'notices' the lobotomy in this scene:

He's not really noticing it for the first time at all. He's calling attention to it. He's just told Harrow that she didn't open the Tomb, that she's wrong about the events of her own life, and then he deliberately 'discovers' and points out her brain damage to seal the deal.

John Gaius uses: Gaslight! It's super effective.

[jaywalker-daily]

OLIVIA IS REAL?/??2?

[withonly-sweetheart]

psst. hey fam.

guess who loved ya'll too much to leave.

so i guess i'm just going to explain what the hell was happening when i decided to give up everything in the world ever???

i'm not failing my classes. seriously i'm doing well in them i just got upset at something my mom said, and if you have strict parents, you know that even when you're literally able to take care of yourself, they still find a way to shadow you.

but i've missed tumblr, and i genuinely think that whatever was going on in my life shouldn't stop me from doing the things that i love, from interacting with the people that i love.

more specifically, you guys. and i don't want to throw all that away just because of something irrelevant my mother said to me.

i took a break these two weeks, even went on a cruise! i had a lot of time to myself, to reevaluate exactly what i want to do with my life. two weeks might seem short to you, but it felt like an eternity debating what i should do.

so now, here i am! so excited to be back and cooking up new things while catching up on everything i've missed! you all are my inspiration, so what's life without a little fun?

[meltedwax87]

ITS LEMON DEMONS 21ST BIRTHDAY

[chris-continues]

this had me feeling things. i must write more jennifer’s body vash. 

〔 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 〕𓂃 ⟡

jennifers body au! (uncanny) vash x reader

cw: blood, gore, murder, corpses, cannibalism, kissing, established relationship, extremly ooc vash lmao hes literally insane here

a/n: WOAHHHH RAY ACTYALLY POSTING WHAT THE FUCK !! heavily inspired by @chris-continues i thank him for streaming the movie cause holy shit was it good! and it definitely spurred some.. thoughts of mine

“vash, that’s enough,” even while looking away from the scene, the rustic stench is almost too much for you to handle. it singes your nose hairs and makes you want to get as far as possible but all you can do is pray this will end soon. “…please.”

you don’t even have to turn around to know vash acknowledged you. the sound of his jaw snapping back into place and the man’s guts dropping out of his hand onto the hard, cold floor. splat. you squeeze your eyes shut as the air shifts, eerily silent as he trudges over to you.

“are you angry?” vash creeps up behind you, reaching to touch you with his blood covered hands. cold, wet fingers slide under your chin, bringing you around to look into his eyes. “i’m sorry,” vash apologizes in a sweet voice, a harsh contrast to the crimson staining the pale skin of his fingers up his forearms.

“you’re not really… are you?” you open your eyes and look straight at him, blood splatters on his face, soaking into his silky, blond hair. you frown as he tilts your chin up, his attempt distract you and keep your eyes off of the fresh corpse behind him. he could tell you were starting to lose it.

“look— hey, i’ll make it up to you,” vash suggests, plastering a sheepish smile on his face, sharp, jagged teeth flashing. “kay?” he tilts his head innocently before sliding his hand up to cup your cheek, purposefully smearing red along your skin.

“you know i won’t hurt you, right?” vash purrs in a low voice, leaning in and brushing the tip of his nose against yours. and somehow, your fear simmers down slightly in your stomach, body aching for a different feeling. vash feels it, feels your body relax as he reaches to hold your waist, staining your clothes..

“that doesn’t make this is okay—“ you retort weakly, trying to move back to look him in the eyes, to prove to him how seriously wrong any of this is: the man he just killed, the life he just took. but he quickly presses his bloody finger against your lips to hush you.

“you out of everyone should know best how hungry i get,” vash smiles and leans down to press his mouth against yours. and god, it tastes bloody, feels too wet, too hot, but you can’t stop the way your body responds. passionately kissing back, tasting the blood from his mouth as he licks into your mouth.

vash is dangerous. he’s a murderer, a psychopath, a demonic creature that came about out of no where. but he’s also yours. yours to hold and kiss and wipe the blood off his face after he finishes eating. you’re not supposed to be scared but sometimes you can’t help it the way he mercilessly rips bodies apart, blood and guts spilling everywhere to sedate his uncontrollable hunger..

[swagging-back-to]

thinking about how jordan peele gave us what the voltron team was always too weak to.

steven yeun playing a cowboy character.

[mystical-one]

SAIL AWAY RAYMOND WAS FUCKING WRITTEN BY GEORGE HARRISON?????

[curlyhairedintrovertsworld]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY CHANGED THE ANIMATION FOR MIRACULOUS LADYBUG

[acerikus]

FLOWEYS GONNA STAY WITH SONA????

kinda forgot i gave chara my name in this game lmao

right after this they started talking about asriel (for the FIRST TIME IN THIS GAME FROM WHAT I CAN TELL?) and then SPUN THE MATCHING LOCKETS THEY HAD W HIM INTO A THING HE DID TO MAKE THEM FEEL BETTER ABOUT SONA???? NOOOOOOOOO WHYYYYY

[snagyeon]

Other yy just for sizing

my url is snagyeon i don’t know who tf that is…….. omg scary…………

[meezer]

I'm just gonna say it. I hate it when artists get so involved in a particular, small & niche fandom that they become friends with the creators and they have way too much fucking influence on the media itself. more than anything it's the creators' fault for allowing this to happen, but I understand, they want to be liked, and I guess it's fun to have an orbiter like that. but then their headcanons start to be seen as canon, like, they're the first one to draw a particular character and it gets put on the wiki and then everybody sees and draws that one character the same way because shittypissies on tumblr drew them like that and well they're friends with the creators

[phospadparadscha]

JENNIFER TILLY RETWEETED MY BOUND 1996 FANART??????????? HELLO??????