#anyways uh. good luck

[rememberthelaughtermp3]

EZRA IT’S GOING TERRIBLY IN FOB WORLD THERE JS NO STREAM THEY COULD BE DOING ANYTHJNG

I KNOWWW. hopefully there will be vidoes after?? but in the meantime uh. enjoy the unknown i guess lmao

[braisedhoney]

the first thing a beast forgets is the taste of its own heart.

(a good luck (?) charm for those who are watching the owl house tomorrow since it’s all over the place rn. lemme know how that goes!)

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

me on my way to a date realising i’m going to have to actually spend time with a real life man who isn’t one of my friends or one of the comfort men that live in my phone

[shepscapades]

4, if it so pleases you!

4. Everything Machine - half•alive

This song is also fourth on the DBHC Etho playlist! I guess now is as good a time as any to Officialize that Last Life is now canon to the dbhc au!!! Yayyyy SFVJDFKJ uhh yeah. This song is very literal in that I think Etho sees himself as responsible for being that perfect machine for bdubs? And being good at what he does, and vowing to be there for bdubs… when of course, in the end, he’s really not there for bdubs, is he.

No lasting trauma with that one, I’m sure

[finch-the-foolish]

So uh.. I did a thing. Shoutout to @gummys-whump-acc for the prompt inspo. In essence, whumper tormented and killed a local fae creature, an action which had.. repercussions.

TW for noncon body modification (magic based), reference to blood and death

Whumper stumbled back a step, staring up at the figure standing before them. They were ethereal, unnatural, features which seemed ever so slightly wrong painted with a sharp, furious rage. Their little experiments seemed to have returned to bite them. How.. unfortunate.

They took another step away, breaths unsteady, gaze flitting about like some caged, helpless animal searching for escape. It was a sense of weakness that they had long inflicted, long found glee in. And yet, here, there was only fear remaining in their chest, every breath too tight, stammered attempts at speech tripping over themselves like their uncertain steps.

It merely smiled in response, a thing of sharp teeth, eyes which seemed nearly hypnotising, a clawed hand swiping out. Whumper gasped, eyes wide with panic as they were ripped up from the floorboards, that wretched hand now entangled in their shirt's collar. They clawed at it, far more weakly than they'd like, gaze fixated on the faerie before them.

"Look at you," it hissed, its other hand grabbing at their hair, pulling their head up. "Powerless. Pathetic. You're the little thing who killed my child? The little bastard that stole them from me?"

Whumper tensed, shaking their head. "I- n- no- I don't- I didn't-"

It narrowed its eyes, swirling blue-green holding a malice that had so often greeted Whumper in the mirror. "You're a coward. A lying, hateful little bastard." Its hand shifted, grabbing onto their throat, a frantic, pained noise stuttering out in response. "How about we teach you a lesson, on who to mess with. On who to hurt."

They stared at it, nearly frozen at the words, one hand still trying desperately to pull their claws away. "P.. please- I- I won't- I won't hurt anyone- just let me go-"

The fae paused for a moment, expression cold. "Your promises are as worthless as your life, fool. It is a mercy that you shall keep either."

Its eyes seemed to glow, then, magic lighting up around them, painting Whumper's little home in blues and greens; swirling, glowing energy that seeped into their veins, into their mind, their soul, agony lighting up every inch of their frame.

A hand scrabbled at the fae's wrist, pained gasps all they could manage as their back lit up, bone pushing through skin, fear decorating a face which had so long been smug, been gleeful, in its tormenting. It felt like eternity, it felt like a moment, like they were infinity and nothing at all against the grand spectre of the magic which now carried through their veins.

And then, abruptly, they were released, falling to the floor, little more than a mangled creature, distinctly wrong. Crimson decorated the floorboards and their back in equal measure k, ragged wings with too little material stretched unmoving over their form.

The fae stared down at them, a twisted smile barely visible in their blurry gaze. "Good luck, little one. Perhaps you will learn something more than harm, this way."

And with that, it was gone. With that, they were alone, with the consequences of their sins, the pain which they had wreaked returning to spite them.

[deus-ex-mona]

rip やつ you will always be famous (was written as 奴 in the major album’s tracklist)

[lookninjas]

"In a long, rambling speech, Trump went on at length about the threat he believes is posed to the U.S. if Vice President Kamala Harris, the Democratic nominee, is elected in the Nov. 5 general election. At one point, after talking about trade, he veered into comments about the U.S. and its alliance with European countries in NATO, or the North Atlantic Treaty Organization, and what they contribute to the group.

"He then abruptly said he didn't think that concern would be "high on her list," referring to Harris.

"I don't think anything that we're talking about today is high on her list," Trump continued. "The whole country is going to be like, you want to know the truth? It'll be like Detroit. Our whole country will end up being like Detroit if she's your president. You're going to have a mess on your hands.""

(emphasis mine)

Bold words to use in the city of Detroit.

This is one of my favorite responses so far, purely for the opening line:

Editor’s Note: I had to backspace more times than I could count so this article did not read like the 2024 remake of 2Pac’s “Hit ‘Em Up.”

And also this bit towards the end:

"And Donald Trump should be aware of something about Detroit. We really embody the “big brother double standard.” The big brother double standard says I can criticize my little brother. I can pick on my little brother. I can rough up my little brother. And I can do all those things because I love my little brother. But the moment someone else fixes their lips to say anything negative about my little brother, they should be prepared to get punched in the mouth.

Figuratively, I think the people of Detroit will collectively respond to Trump’s reckless language about this city by punching him in the mouth at the polls in November."

[muirneach]

GODDAMN i applied to university literally two days ago and my top school just accepted me. WOOHOO and also fuck that was fast huh

[fi3stazo]

Two birds have flown off both together in the night,

Under the stars and moon and anything you’ll find,

During the loveliest and most divine of times

De amor

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Do NOT repost, edit, trace, or use my art in any way. Thanks. 

[iamanartichoke]

There’s not enough discourse in the paranormal fandom about those of us who are such space cases that we could walk into the kitchen and find all the chairs stacked on top of the table in a manner that defies physics and either a) not notice, or b) notice and think, huh, I don’t remember doing that - maybe it was the cat?

[trashcanwithsprinkles]

this might be a stretch to ask here but idk where else to ask i read this one zc fic forever ago that childe was like married to rex lapis and then he was required to take the gnosis and kill him and zhongli came about and befriended him meanwhile childe was sad bc he loved rl and didn't want to kill him but the tsaritsa forced him to and the adeptus are all loving and zhongli find out and is like i love you mwah mwah all better

...........lover of the emperor, enemy of the state?

[alternia-confessions]

penter yov pissblood motherfvcker I know yov re^d this blog stop ^sking me to trisect yov for yovr stupid tri^ngle ^esthetic ple^se

HuH??????

Question: penter you pissblood motherfucker I know you read this blog stop asking me to trisect you for your stupid triangle aesthetic please

Answer: [Image ID: the troll mcdonalds anon meme, edited for the person at the window to be an olive blood with a metal right arm, dark circles under their eyes, and dyed white hair. /End ID]

HUH???

[artsycloudysleepy]

Drawing Dump!

oh and meet another OC: lily/iliad (fae/faer, has two names)! fae's the God/Guardian of the Arts in Fabrication (so art, music, writing, dance, and drama). faer design is my fav so far if i'm being honest haha, really like how it came out :D

(nye this is one of the two OCs who i've written with MDD so far! cody also has it - am going to make some human ones too methinks. thanks so much again for the tips!!!)

pppppllllluuuuusssss chara and asriel art i already posted in january but still like enough to promote again now that i uh. actually have followers :3

(also this is TOTALLY targeting a mutual who should really play undertale....................... hint hint hint /silly)

@mylackofgrammaristerrifying @mrrotten @nyenylon hiiiiiiiii hope you guys are having a fun timezone!! what're you guys up to? :)

[the-circus-ctrl-key]

Jax please are you okay? I can help you.

[deadpanwalking]

the one (1) other jew i know in this city and that i have been maintaining a friendship with through mostly network-based alliance will not stop complaining about how little he thinks the students at the protests actually believe in palestinian freedom while he himself seems to believe everyone talking about palestine is at least a covert antisemite. he keeps bringing this up around me as if he expects me to agree. your tags the other day about jewish fragility really hit the spot but idk if i can tell him that without him disintegrating into dust and/or facebook messaging my sister to tell her im a self hater

The reason I'm not talking about intercommunity issues on this platform is because no matter how articulate I am about precisely why I am so disturbed, antisemites will jump on anything I say as some kind of tacit admission of (((cultural))) decay. Seriously, think about it for more than a second—if the wrong gentile got their hands on an expression like “Jewish fragility”, they'd be deploying it early, often, and in the worst contexts imaginable. Meanwhile, Zionists will go into conniptions about how I'm a kapo who got kicked out of Hebrew school before I could seal the deal with a bat mitzvah. Anyway, I know you probably aren't trying to bait me, but that's where we are now. If you do ever find some tactful way to broach the topic, let me know.

[itsahotminuteinbetween]

rip my attention span