#ah there he is

[imagine-darksiders]

Can we get some art of Ulthane doing the dont talk to me or my child again with some humans to an angel?

I'm sorry, I got carried away, but this is sort of the same thing, isn't it?

[fallingthroughvisualcompanion]

Take the fucking ice cream

Sverne:

[monstroum]

[ lit ]  your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine .  / Santiago

end of the show and everyone in the theatre was closing down for the day . but , no matter how hard he tried , there was no corner for armand to be left alone with his thoughts ㅤ─ ㅤ there was a backdoor which led out to a small alleyway , a good spot for drunkards to puke and piss and fuck and for actors to smoke ( have a quick snack every once in a while ) . and when armand stepped out to breathe in the cool parisian air , there waited santiago , leaning against the wall with a freshly rolled cigarette hanging between his fingers .

and , oh boy , as soon as his eyes met the older vampire's , he looked like the cat who ate the canary . ㅤ" unhappy with tonight's performance , maître ? " ㅤasked santiago , furrowing his brow in performative ( perhaps even mocking ) concern . ㅤ" i could practically feel you sssseeething up in your cabin . " ㅤthe englishman raised both hands in surrender . ㅤ" i , myself , am impartial to our new rising star ! but it just breaks my heart to think that you have forced both yourself and the audience to endure poor acting for ... " ㅤhe fluttered his lashes , pretending to be searching for the word in the depths of his mind . when he spoke next , santiago looked as if he had had a good whiff of a big old pile of bull shit . ㅤ" ... love , is it ? "

the actor suddenly pushed himself off the wall and stepped closer to the maître ; a handsome american comes along and , suddenly , the rules that ended his master's life so swiftly could be bent and ignored ... was that it then ? BEAUTY TRIUMPHS OVER DUTY ? then why had santiago not been spared from humiliation and punishment ? ㅤ─ ㅤ WAS HE NOT PRETTY ENOUGH ? ㅤ" will he be taking you down the bayou to meet ma 'n' pa soon ? "ㅤ his voice had changed , perfectly mimicking louis' accent and pitch . santiago's smile widened with cruel amusement . ㅤ" thinkin' 'bout sittin' back 'n' soakin' 'em feet in swamp water for a while ? that why that lil' lady is centre stage now ? so you can get a better taste of that yankee di ㅤ─ ㅤ" ㅤsuddenly A FLAME IS CONJURED , burning bright and red between the two of them .

it caused santiago to stagger backwards , his green eyes wide and momentarily terrified only to find that that sudden hot flash had not burned any inch of him ㅤ─ ㅤ instead , it had lit the end of his cigarette . he no longer smiled when he looked back at armand .

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ" thank you , as always , maître . "

[reineydraws]

this is a scene from opla s2, black leg gazpacho told me himself!!!

src by @op-trash-blog-of-hell

[yesokayiknow]

i hope that sometimes fifteen's psychic paper shorts out and shows what fourteen's thinking back on earth. he tries to sneak in somewhere and the guard's like this just says 'need to pick up cat food'? and fifteen's like 🥺 they got a cat

[slushy-sash]

very important research

[yetanotherknitter]

i know that chilchuck saying there's not much interesting for him to say about his daughters and then saying, like, two sentences about each is Very In Character but what would have been funnier is if he was like. hm. it's not very interesting. and then smash cutting to, like, five hours later and he's still going on about them (marcille listens attentively with sparkly eyes. we've done it. we've found how to make him talk)

[inkskinned]

"don't make it political!" .... what proportion of death and suffering must occur before politics are involved. if this isn't political, what is even the point of any politics, ever. of democracy. the words are "by the people for the people." if i am going to be left alone by my elected representatives to "figure it out" - to undergo damage, hardship, fear. what the fuck did i elect them for. what was their job. the entire point is that they handle this shit. this is why we were supposed to be electing leaders.

poverty is political. misogyny is political. gun control is political. climate change is political. how much aid a community gets is political. what the fuck are you talking about. it's been political this whole fucking time.

[egophiliac]

roll out the red carpet guys we're going to the SHAFTLANDS

[ipostmysimpingstuffanonymously]

This week's Discord Prompt!

JJK X OHSHC

Find @cocoabell drawing here

[lunarlivs]

here is harry as fun kids i found on pinterest :)

[were-wolverine]

jason, coming back from the dead and seeing tim as robin: how could bruce replace me? how could he give robin to someone else?

dick, who created robin in honor of his dead parents and then had bruce take it away and give it to jason without even asking him:

[mccromy]

I picture Ming Fan as the perfect teacher's pet, not in an ass kisser way, but in a was-born-for-this kind of way. If the authority figure is a cruel sneering villain, he is a cruel little minion hunched over rubbing his hands on the corner. If the authority figure is an old man with mommydaddy vibes, he's the neighborhood's unattainable MILF's son who clearly wants the cool Martial Arts champion to be his new dad and not you, I'm going to tell mom you hit me you little shit.

Unfortunately in the last scenario his aspiring stepdad is his little shit of pseudo (martial) brother, who wrote a poem titled something that Ming Fan interpreted as "Shixiong's mom has got it going on" which thankfully flew right above Shizun's head. Ming Fan just KNOWS that if Luo Binghe asked Shizun if they could marry pretty please Shizun would sigh and accept but only because Binghe has been such a diligent and filial disciple and he deserves a reward. And Ming Fan is not unaware of how incestuous he makes it sound, but you don't live here you don't know what he's going through.

He tried to keep Luo Binghe's grubby paws away from his shimei, but he focused so much on guarding the cabbage patch he didn't see Luo Binghe sneak past and towards the farmer's house!

Thank Heavens the farmer is so far removed from mortal issues he doesn't notice the beast he collared wants to be his house wife.

So Ming Fan, instead of a little henchman, becomes an anxiety riddled teenager, seeing gold diggers hiding in every corner. Ning Ying Ying tuts and tells him he's being ridiculous, to which Luo Binghe shakes his head and says:

"No, no. I see them too."

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Making and Remaking Memories

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[hyunpic]

“why you so quiet? what’s on your mind?” me:

[anonymouscreampuff]

woah watch out there's a scary guy on the loose