#and god do I love this band

[gnawgag]

life is a joke and death is the punchline

hungover in jonestown - amigo the devil // photography by melih dönmezer

[egophiliac]

still ruminating over Lost In the Book With Spooky Skeletons Part 1, so here's a selection of some of my favorite little bits! (...some more loosely paraphrased than others) (I just feel like Idia has no room to criticize in general, okay)

anyway, I'm sure we're just going to have a fun time celebrating Halloween and nothing bad is going to happen whatsoever! :)

[saragrosie]

I have been sketching. So much tma. Here's some expansions on my Jon and Martin designs I've been doing.

Another note I forgor to mention is I love how after hearing Simon go "it's enough to make your hair turn white" about Martin's office in s4 many of us collectively agreed his hair turned white because of his association with the Lonely. The shared consciousness is real and we use it to play hot potato with the communal brain cell dedicated to the sillies.

Closeup of apocalypse boyfriends (also to the person who said they love my s5 Jon's fancy white girl updo: I think about that every day)

[thatrandomblogsays]

Annabeth, and others, often treat Percy as if he’s ridiculous or obtuse for his reactions to the demigod world, when in reality he’s a (relatively) well adjusted kid who was raised by a loving parent. His actions make sense based on his upbringing

- parents arent supposed to be neglectful

- parents are supposed to be easily attainable, loving, and present in a child’s life

- if you’re in trouble, you should call for help, there isn’t shame in admitting you’re in over your head, you’re twelve

- you shouldn’t have to jump through life endangering hoops to get your parent’s attention

Annabeth acts like he’s ridiculous, but he’s right. Annabeth knows how the Greek world works, but Percy knows how the real world is supposed to work. & rightfully calls out the BS. But it’s hard for most demigods to agree because what kid wants to admit the way their parents treat them is awful? That their actions are those of aloof, negligent, even narcisstic people who are unwilling or incapable of giving the proper love and support a child needs. That even if their godly parent does love them, it’s a pathetic, horrible, attempt at love you’re better off without.

[judasisgayriot]

Pete (and Patrick) comparing getting the band back together post-hiatus/making a record to reunion sex/kissing/making a baby...

x / x / x / x / x (huge shout out to those who helped me find sources! <3)

[zzoupz]

I'm not saying I've been lurking. but well I've been lurking,

[ricky-olson]

#shoutout to “the fear of fear” ep for being the sexiest ep to exist TWO-TIME GRAMMY NOMINATED HEAVY METAL BAND SPIRITBOX

[batslime]

copia ending a ritual: thanjk you. For coming tonight. I know living is agaony. We all try sk hard just t odie another day. Seeing you all makes it worth it. We must remmeber that there will always be cruelty in life so we must odfer kinfness to eachoteh wje ever we can. i may nto always be heer to remid s ypu. Im sorey. I lpove yuo all………..

terzo ending a ritual: YOU ALL HAVE TO FUCK EACH O T H E E E E E E E E E R

[xoalsox]

taemin doing jonghyun's adlib in sherlock (originally in clue)

[coffeeghoulie]

“God, you always make me blush so damn much.” And uhhhhhh gimme rain and mountain ? (:

I need to write more mount/rain. they're so good.

divider by @ghuleh-recs <3

The junebugs sing, a sharp steady drone cutting through the laketide lapping at the pebble beach. Mountain sits at the end of the dock, pants cuffed up his past his knees, boots and socks set on the sunworn wood next to him. The water is cool and refreshing against his feet, sore after a long day's work in the gardens and greenhouses.

He's content in the calm, his element calling to him, but he knows he's not alone. Mountain stares out over the lake, the surface calm and glassy-still. His eyes lock onto a dark shape under the water, moving elegantly a dozen yards out, getting closer.

If he were anything else, Mountain would be worried. Even so, he feels the tickle of instinctive fear in the back of his brain. He ignores it, dragging his feet through the water, ripples radiating out from it.

He knows better.

Mountain leans forward as the dark shape gets closer, and closer, and closer, and he can't hide the way the smile grows on his face. He most certainly doesn't yelp when a hand shoots up from the water and grabs his ankle. It's cold against his sunwarm skin.

A ghoul follows the hand, a splash rippling out from where he surfaces. Even soaking wet and hair hanging in dark, dripping rivulets around his face, Rain is the most beautiful thing Mountain's ever had the privilege of laying eyes on. Unglamoured, cerulean skin, spattered with little silver freckles across shoulders and cheekbones and the bridge of his Roman nose. His finned ears and gills flare teal, fluttering as the air hits them, and dark sapphire eyes shine in the sunlight.

"Why, hello there, handsome," Rain croons, thumb smoothing in an arch over the dimple on the inside of Mountain's ankle. He hauls himself up until he settles half out of the water between Mountain's legs. "I didn't know I had an audience."

Mountain's lips quirk up in a playful smirk. "Can you blame me?"

Rain cocks his head, leaning his wet hair against the inside of Mountain's thigh. "Not at all," he says, serrated teeth flashing. Mountain can feel the magick dripping from his voice, siren's song tugging at the animal part of his brain.

If he were a human man, he would have dove into the water the moment Rain opened his mouth. As it stands, Mountain's still considering it.

He'd be happy to admit it wouldn't take any of Rain's magick to convince him.

Rain rubs his cheek against the rough denim inseam, eyes wide and almost innocent. "The water's very nice today, sunflower."

Mountain nods, still smiling. "I know," he says, raking the foot Rain isn't grabbing through the water and watching the ripples it makes. "Very nice indeed."

The water ghoul rolls his eyes, but he's still smiling up at him. He turns to press a kiss to the inside of his thigh, putting his finned ear directly in Mountain's line of sight.

He smiles fondly, gently running a finger along the arches of his ear, laughing kindly as it flicks against Rain's head. The noise it draws from him is a far cry from the confident siren from a few moments ago.

A violet blush starts to spread over Rain's face, making the silver freckles really stand out on his cheeks. They flicker iridescent in the sun, silver and rainbow glittering in the light. Mountain smiles, continuing the path of his finger along the edge of Rain's ear.

Rain stammers, stock still between Mountain's legs. "Lucifer, you always make me blush so damn much," Rain spits out. But Mountain knows him too well. He's only pretending to be embarrassed. Mountain can't see it, but he knows his tail is flicking through the water behind him. He doesn't move away from Mountain's touch, the most damning evidence of all.

"Oh, come on, pretty little siren," Mountain says, finger trailing from the shell of his ear down the line of his jaw. He takes the point of Rain's chin between his fingers, guiding him to look up at him. "What's wrong with that?"

Rain's expression softens, leaning into Mountain's hand. "Oh, nothing," he says, cheeks dimpling. His thumb still smooths little patterns against his ankle, and his other hand comes up to rest against his wrist. "Nothing at all."

Mountain leans in to press a kiss to Rain's dusky violet lips. Rain's grip on his limbs shifts, suddenly irontight around his joints.

He has just a moment for his eyes to go wide before Rain dives under the surface, the force yanking him into the lake with a crash of water.

It's freezing. His eyes are still open, and he can see Rain's laughter bubbling from his gills and mouth. If he didn't have to worry about breathing, he could live in this moment forever.

They both breach the surface, Mountain sucking in a gasp and spitting out water. "Rain!" He gasps, faux-admonished as he treads water. Rain laughs, and it's more beautiful than any siren's song. He runs his fingers through his hair, shoving tangled auburn strands back from his antlers.

Once the initial shock of cold ebbs, Mountain grins, something wicked in his emerald eyes as he splashes Rain. The water ghoul splutters, before splashing him back.

Their laughter carries all the way back to the Abbey.

[not-the-coffee-machine4]

Me: *tries to see what the Queen fans on TikTok have to say*

*Jim hate*

*”facts” that may or not be actually true*

*”Freddie Mercury was bisexual-“*

*Using Barbara Valentin as evidence*

*thinking things that happened in the movie actually happened irl*

*general misinformation about everyone and everything*

Me: aaaaand back to Tumblr I go

(open tags at your own risk, there’s a whole essay in there)

[dogg-teethh]

what would their band name be? probably something stupid and smith-related like Hammerhead or Rock Anvil

[sea-jello]

hong kong miku,,,

[pdalicedraws]

so I may have misheard a Ghost lyric and decided to run with it bc it suits him better that way

[allegroghoul]

The ghoulettes vocals were ASTOUNDING btw . They truly have some of the most beautiful voices ever just. GAH. Ironically, they sound absolutely angelic hehe- And Swiss’s “Call me” during, well, Call Me Little Sunshine was insanely gorgeous as well!!! All of them are so so so talented!!!

[nihildenial]

it looks like it says SEX