#and then he was underappreciated

[ceratedfish24]

I don’t usually care that much about Flower Ranchers, but I do enjoy some Scott-centric Flower Ranchers. People seem to forget that Scott was widowed and abandoned and no one ever comforted him or apologized to him, and Jimmy moved on like it never happened to begin with. If Scott joins the Ranchers’ relationship, it won’t be without PTSD or, at the very least, abandonment issues.

He’s going to overthink every little thing.

He’s going to think that he’s not an equal part of their relationship.

He’s going to think that he is lucky to be in their lives without ever considering that they might think themselves to be the lucky ones to have him.

He’s going to think that it would be wrong for him to sleep in the middle of the bed.

He’s going to think it would be intrusive of him to sit between them on the couch.

He’s going to think it would be rude for him not to always be the one to clear the table after dinner and clean the house during his spare time.

He’s going to avoid being in relationship pictures.

He’s going to avoid participating in banter, because it might not sound right coming from the person new to the relationship.

He’s going to avoid asking for affection.

He’s going to feel like an add-on.

He’s going to feel like he doesn’t contribute enough.

He’s going to feel like he’s overstepping if he asks if they can go to a restaurant he’s had in mind.

He’s going to feel like an intruder in a relationship that was just fine before he was around, because he clearly wasn’t wanted last time and he doesn’t know what it was that he did wrong.

He’s going to feel like, if he asks for anything at all, if he is too loud, if he is too needy, if he is too bold, if he is too lazy, if he takes up space, if he costs too much, if he is ever an inconvenience, they’ll leave him without a word. And he has good reason to!! One of them did that to him and refused to say that he loved him and they never reconciled about it!!!

Scott would 100% treat their relationship more like a job he bullshitted the application for rather than like a relationship.

[hajimedics]

I'M NOT YOUR DOLL AND I'LL THINK FOR MYSELF AND I'LL LIVE FOR MYSELF

[cuntylouis]

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE 2.05 "Don't Be Afraid, Just Start the Tape"

[abraincellandahalf]

I don't think people appreciate how ridiculously attractive Shawn Spencer can be even though it was so CLEARLY established from the first few episodes, him matching all the previous bullet holes during target practice? The insanely quick math in the kidnapping episode where he calculated how much money the bag held? Y'all should've known from the pilot that he's irresistible. If I were the waitress hooking up with him when he just casually solved a robbery because he accidentally turned on the TV? I'd never let that man out of my sights.

[sapphorror]

The Narrator's perspective only gets more horrifying the longer you think about it. Like, imagine being an Echo of yourself—one of many, all made to serve a very particular purpose and knowingly living on borrowed time, if 'living' is even the right word for your current state of pseudo-existence.

You've inherited the mission of a dead man—it's literally the only thing left that you can do before fading, so you sure as hell better believe in it; the alternative would be unbearable. Only you keep failing. With every loop that you don't remember, your lack of agency in this situation becomes starker—you can influence small things, sure, but it becomes increasingly clear that you have no real power, no matter how personally invested you are in the events unfolding in front of you. You are, after all, only an Echo. You've forfeited the right to meaningfully engage with the world.

Worse—every loop you're made aware of is another time you've failed, with unimaginable consequences, though you had no control over these previous iterations of yourself and can't even learn from their mistakes. Everyone around you is operating on a shared perception of reality that you are not part of, will never be part of. After a few repetitions, you are, ironically, the least informed person in the room. All you have left to go on is an evidently outdated script. At the same time, everyone else is experiencing a contiguous version of you, comprised of parts that are, in some sense, also you, while at the same time existing at a complete remove from your current perception of self. Whatever you don't know you did—that's you now. You are, after all, only an Echo. You've forfeited the right to define your own identity, never mind know what it is.

Even worse—this has trapped you within a stagnant hell of your own creation. Nothing you say or do really matters in terms of your own self (the rest of the world is a separate issue entirely). Anything you've come to believe—say, for totally hypothetical example, that you were wrong actually and your envisioned paradise is really a hell beyond any you had the capacity to envision—has about as much permanence as a drawing in the sand. 'You' will continue, exactly as you were, no matter how much you might like to change your behavior. Every possible future has already been set in stone. You are, after all, only an Echo. You've forfeited the right to say anything you haven't already said.

For some reason, no part of any of this has made you feel more comfortable and at peace with the general concept of finality.

The really, truly absolute worst part, though?

There is no one for you to blame but yourself. And that's exactly what turns your story into such a tragedy.

[aetsher]

Can we talk about how badass Wind Waker Link is? Like, he’s some random peasant kid whose sister got kidnapped and he put the Triforce of Courage back together with his bare hands, somehow was able to use the Master Sword, basically bullying the Gods into giving him the title of the Hero of the Wind, defeat Ganon, and save Hyrule, while having no fucking clue what he was doing. He is the embodiment of “fine, I’ll do it myself”.

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

Thank you for all the Pigsy art you have ever drawn I love Pigsy and he's one of the reasons I stay in the fandom but I don't see that much art of him where he's not just there as a background character. There is some but he just isn't as popular as some of the other characters (Same with Sandy, and also Tang even I think-) Also the way you draw him makes me grin 👍

every time someone enjoys pigsy i draw 52599 pieces of art

[peachcott]

[ bg3 ] i really love the tieflings!!!!!!

[chickensauras]

Made more fanart for @mayakoroz sickfic: restless dreams :U

I did not know they were gonna add this bit at the end i fuckin loved it. Highly recommend >:U

[blu-ish]

HE FINALLY GOT HIS BABY BROTHER BACK DONT LOOK AT ME--

[harrisonlogist]

fashion queen

[artbyleav]

“Over the field rang his clear voice calling: 'Death! Ride, ride to ruin and the world's ending!'” Éomer the Return if the King

Éomer is the Zendaya of drawing for me. I could not for the life of me get him to look right.

[chiropteracupola]

granby + iskierka + keynes

[stanford-cipher]

I wish Alex still posted to tumblr because I really need to share this Soos art he put on his story.

[moderndaypandora]

The LAYERS needed in a modern/human Dreamling au.  Some level of Endless family dysfunction, obviously.  Hob's family can be be dead or not, it's all good. Are they old enough to have individually gained the awareness they are off-puttingly intense and should hide it a bit at first, or still in that "no, why would I need to Elsa this" stage?

Option A is both of them trying to play it cool, like "don't scare him off" except they so badly want to go from zero to sixty.

(Death and Desire have ruthlessly drilled Dream with flashcards about how to react appropriately in situations.

Desire: it's your one-month anniversary, what do you do?

Dream: [hesitantly] NOT propose?

Desire and Death, conferring, because that's technically correct but the delivery was suspect.

Death, encouragingly: Good start. And?


Dream: a nice dinner and maybe a walk?

Desire: well done!

Death: and for a three-month anniversary?


Dream: give them a key to my flat.

Desire: [airhorn] NO. RED CARD.)

Option B makes them the classic anecdotal "my grandparents got engaged within seven days of meeting each other and still are happy together".

(Death, rubbing her temples: so you met this guy--

Dream: Hob

Death: -- Hob, and within 1 day you gave notice to the Registrar's Office and figured out the best day to get married. And Hob agreed to this?

Dream: NO.

Death: oh thank go-

Dream: Hob SUGGESTED this.

Death: . . .

Dream: are you going to be a witness or not?

Death, 29 days later in the Registrar's Office, to Hob's witness: Is he sane?

Johanna Constantine, drinking heavily from a large flask: unfortunately yes, by all legal definitions.

Death: fuck

Johanna: [passing the flask over] if your brother's even a tenth as intense as Hob, they'll be fine. Probably.

Death, brightening: Is Hob that bad?


Johanna: You know how sometimes you meet somebody and think "oof, they're a bit much, best give them a wide berth"?


Death: yeah.

Johanna: Hob's like a camouflaged hole in the ground of muchness. Except he's done the hole up all nice and he knows that sometimes you just want to be left alone in the hole to sulk and rattle the spikes for a bit, and occasionally get a F&M hamper tossed in.

Death: [hmmmmmmm'ing approvingly]

Johanna, morose: the bastard.

In the background, Hob and Dream are pressing their foreheads together and basking in each other's presence)

[yellow-yarrow]

all women are queens, Harry

(Nilsen's ghost in the corner: if she breathes, she's bourgeois!!)