#already forgot their existence

[dillyt]

[yo-yo-yoshiko]

Real conversation I had recently. Its HIS DAY!!!

[groovyfrog420]

T4T chilshi is honestly cooking because.

Chilchuck idolising "dwarves' masculinity" works even better if they're both transmasc. And I'd love to see the initial "How did you do that?? How did you get to this point so easily? How did you achieve A and B and C?" slowly transform into understanding that you can be transmasc in many ways. There's no single standard that you have to conform to, and you're just as valid and manly in any shape or size or behaviour.

[artamee]

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I got these mineral wash shirts printed by Raw Paw, an artist-run print studio in Austin, Texas. They manage shipping & handling and are great at what they do. I bought one for myself (creator sample) and I��m obsessed with it—the print quality is great! You can also get it as a tank top.

[verflares]

miphvali

[kaddyssammlung]

[wildstar25]

MiqoMarch Day 20 - Memory

Rare is it to see you so shaken. I can only imagine what thoughts must be consuming you at this moment, my love.

[clownbastard]

All the love in the world couldn't save you from yourself

[leblogreblog]

ok, but imagine a post/mid-credits scene:

We see a dark door to Bucky's apartment from the inside, then hear rattling. Bucky opens the door while on the phone with Sam, ranting about what happened during the movie.

Then, he notices that there's faint light in one of his rooms, abruptly stopping the conversation and saying he'll call back. He cauciously walks up to the room as silently as he can, pulling out some kind of weapon in the meantime. He takes a steading breath and walks in.

Near a lightstand sits a man, one Bucky knows all too well, reading one of his books, his coat folded nearby. He doesn't look at Bucky but acknowledges him, greeting him.

Then he starts to talk.

He talks about power, how it corrupts absolutely. He talks about irony, how somones impulsive want can become their only purpose, the thing that was supposed to kill them the only value keeping them alive. He talks about a mission he was sent for, how it obviously is something he wasn't supposed to return from alive. He says that they can call it paying back for his help from last time, to make them even.

Bucky only raises his eyebrow, visibly unimpressed that so little info was supposed to convince him to do anything, especially for him. He asks for more details.

The man looks at him for a moment in silence, then closes the book he was reading.

"Say James," says Zemo, tilting his head, "What do you know about Latveria?"

[artemispt]

So, Lando had (maybe still has idk) a Carlos playlist saved on his Spotify?

[melodead]

once upon a time, a child from nowhere dreamt a strange, enchanted forest of centuries ago. the soft grass, ever the slightest damp with morning dew, tickled little ankles. the watery dawn tipped over the horizon, spilling through the gaps in the foliage. a small hand rose to the air. scraped yet still soft, it closed around nothing. light fell through those fingers into memory.

in this long-forgot forest, the child met a boy spun from moonlight and dawn. twilight’s scion. they are but children, yet the child knows this in that young, blundering heart: this has happened before, histories ago. it will happen again, long after this star-blessed meeting. it is a reunion across worlds and a chance encounter and an inevitability stitched into fate’s eternal loom. it is a waking prophecy.

you wake to a dream again.

the reverie, untouched by the eternity between your childhood and now, wraps around you like an embrace. the pale, gilded dawn spills across your skin—warm and cold, barely even there—and drenches you in its impossibility. your fingers sink into the soil beneath your knees. you peer up into the rosy sky, hoping to find an answer.

(you find a kindness you have never been able to afford in your life, and you are certain: this is a dream, and it is wrong.)

rustling rapidly approaches. you look just in time to see him emerge from between the hazy arbor.

even in sleep, silver is loved by the world. the wind combs through his hair lightly. flora seems to turn to him as he passes by, unwilling to look away from this vision. it is through this that you know this dream loves him. you’re almost envious of how loved he is—but you can’t be, because, if not this false reality, the fondness that rests in your chest is not a lie.

his hand reaches out. silver bends to meet you as you rise from the ground, falling into your orbit as though he were made to do so. he thinks it true sometimes: that somewhere, in some way, he was meant to meet you. an ancient piece of his soul belongs to you, has belonged to you for longer than this lifetime, and as he gazes at you, dawn-kissed and ephemeral and real, he knows his fate is sealed.

brilliant. clever. brave. silver knows what you’ve realized it before you even speak, the truth of this crafted reality. he knows you’ve realized the same of him. the clarity of your eyes tell it all.

“we need to wake up,” you whisper as your fingers cradle his face. he leans into your touch, presses a kiss into your palm, and hopes it won’t fade with waking. he knows, he knows, he knows—

“will you find me, silver?”

he would follow you to the end of the earth if you wished it. “anywhere.”

you—brilliant, brave, clever you—will find your way out of this if he cannot. you always do. but even if the long-forgot forest may disappear from his conscious, these feelings will linger. it is the only thing he can count on for himself.

(he hopes you won’t be alone.)

his hand curls around yours, and you wake.

[surreal-duck]

live drama adaptations part 2 (prev)

cast reveal and girls movie night 🔥

[kaiserouo]

he's yellow because of all the beer he sips

[rorydrawsandwrites]

Hiii can I just bitch for a second

I can't believe. That Mob introduced eight new characters in the form of the Smiling Critters, relying heavily on them in the marketing for Chapter 3, then made six of them practically insignificant to the gameplay (and had Dogday basically show up to die, even if he did become a temporary enemy)

And then they fucking DID IT AGAIN. Except to an even greater extent. With the Nightmare Critters

We got eight character bios hyping them up for the 4th chapter. And then only Baba Chops showed up. The rest were just there as those tiny little shits that might as well have been regular Critters

It's peeved me since the previous chapter how they just keep introducing new toys without making proper use of the ones they already had, and the trend continues, and it's still annoying

[graveyardrabbit]

Fuck you, London!

If you’re dumb enough to get involved with the paranormal, you’re a big enough shmuck to come to the Magnus Institute!

Cursed books! Deadly artifacts! Avatars!

If you think you’re going to find any meaningful help at the Magnus Institute, you can kiss my ass!

It’s our belief that you’re such a stupid motherfucker, you’ll fall for this bullshit! Guaranteed!

If you find anywhere else to listen to you about your supernatural encounters, shove it up your ugly ass! You heard us right, shove it up your ugly ass!

Bring your trauma! Bring your statements! Don’t bring your loved ones, it’ll fuck them over!

That’s right, it’ll fuck them over! Because at the Magnus Institute you’re fucked six ways from Sunday!

So take a hike to the Magnus Institute, home of Challenge Archiving! That’s right, Challenge Archiving!

How does it work? If you can recite your traumatic experience in six minutes or less, you get lifelong horrific nightmares!

Don’t wait! Don’t delay! Don’t fuck with us, or we will pipe murder you!

Only at the Magnus Institute, the only paranormal research institute that tells you to fuck off!

Hurry up, asshole! Our involvement ends the minute you finish giving your statement, and it better be a true statement or you’re a Beheld motherfucker!

Go to hell! The Magnus Institute: London’s spookiest, and exclusive home of some of the most traumatized sons of bitches in the country of England!

Guaranteed!

[sleepyvib-es]

rick bringing percy and annabeth back in cameos just to consistently shit on their characters is enough to ruin my mood for at least a week