#giving up on reality for a bit

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

[turtleblogatlast]

So I’ve been thinking about the boys combining their powers recently and I ended up really wondering about what would happen if a supercharged Mikey (time/dimensional powers) mixed his abilities with a supercharged Leo’s (space powers) and all I could think of was:

[miniagula]

movie sonadow would be so l umity-coded…and i say this bc their dynamic is similar to the games but with a different and tender perspective: they both empathize deeply with each other now, and this shadow is not as reticent or closed off bc of that. that being said: movie!sonic would ABSOLUTELY 'YOU'RE the sweet potato!' the hell out of shadow

[buddiebitch]

in the midst of all this terrible news ryan murphy saw fit to grace us with a tiny sliver of shimmering light

thank you ryan murphy for feeding us this week

[baconcolacan]

Would Stay!Au Tom play pong or solitary through his visor when he is bored with someone’s conversation?

Solitaire requires a bit of thought so I’d say pong. He HAS to at least partially listen, especially with his position as Lt.General in the RA, so he has to chip in a nod or soft hum here and there. If he’s wearing his visor that means he’s in public, so unfortunately that means he needs to posture a little.

He’s also most likely recording the conversation to view details later lmao

[jealousmartini]

The multiverse is actually insane because wdym there's a reality where that one fan made kpop group "KAACHI" actually became kpop idols?

[gardeniacat]

does anyone know a way to worsen psychosis? Reality ain't hitting rn

[queeny-v]

Did I start up a new game of Stardew Valley within the past month and create a farmer OC (her name is Rudy) with the intent to date/marry Haley after “Good Luck, Babe!” By Chappell Roan made Haley super popular in the SDV fandom?….maybe…👀

(Also I married Haley in the game before it was cool 😝)

[aroaessidhe]

2025 reads / storygraph

Unbecoming

YA contemporary set in a not-too-distant future Roe V Wade is overturned and anything to do with reproductive rights is outlawed

follows two Muslim best friends who are working on a texas teen’s guide to abortion access and resources

one, who wants to be an OBGYN, finds out just how complicated making a guide with accurate and usable information is when she accidentally gets pregnant & needs urgent help herself

and the other is a student journalist, who’s investigating suspicious dealings between their mosque and a local politican

drama/comedy, Indian & sapphic Palestinian MCs

[ferronickel]

Looking Glasses Page 77 Time-lapse

[itspileofgoodthings]

not enough people brave enough to say gifts are their love language

[drastrochris]

"What the fuck is this?" Harrowhark inquired, twisting her hands through the volume usually covered in skin.

"Yeah," Kiriona sighed, "Dad did his best, but-"

"He did a piss poor job, and he 100% fucking knows it." Harrow pulls, and the muscle tears and re-knits to seal over the gaping wound. The skin repeats after a second, and with a quick wipe Harrow clears the remaining blood with her sleeve.

"Wow. You mean?"

"I mean God is an asshole. He could have made this just as clean as I did, but apparently thought you'd gain something from having your torso open to the world."

"Maybe he thought that-"

"Griddle. Do not demean yourself to imply that The Necrolord Prime, God of the Nine Houses would want his daughter to be," Harrow paused.

"Tits first?" Gideon offered, suddenly finding her mouth worryingly full of spit and pus.

"Never suggest that again, Gideon Nav! I will not have you blaspheme our Resurrector!"

"I mean," Gideon continued, scooping the mess from under her tongue, "you've met him, right?"

"YES! I've met our Lord! He's," Harrow thought, trying to find the right phrase, "He's been through a lot."

"From the way Pyrrha tells it-"

"A lot, Nav. Imagine having that power. Holding all life, all of existence, in your hands. You can take one path, which will enable you to keep all you love alive and prosperous, but it dooms others to poverty and suffering. You can turn back, and it all crumbles and everyone dies. How do you choose what level of suffering is acceptable? How do you craft a society that thrives, based on a foundation of dying and death? How does necromancy solve the original problem, when all it can do is watch as life passes, and puppet the remains to fulfill that vacant purpose?"

"How does that dude think boob jokes are funny when they're about his daughter?"

"Fucking yeah. I don't think God is ok, Nav. I think whatever he's done, he's finding hard to justify to himself, and that leads to him sleeping with Sarpedon."

"I mean, if he wants someone his own age-"

"Pyrrha said she'd gladly investigate the next black hole, so he's getting the best he can get, really."

"Sucks that he's such a fucking asshole, and I still feel bad for his dumb ass."

"God's dumb ass is likely heading for some retribution. Or redemption. I don't think A.L. is going to be forgiving of his disarming nature when she awakes. He's wronged her the most, and I don't think jokes and out of date memes are going to calm her down."

[camels-pen]

I'm still thinking about vampire Usopp w/sanuso btw, just like

Sanji insisting Usopp come to him whenever he's hungry, for multiple reasons, but primarily bc he's the cook, it's his job to keep his cremates fed above everything else. And Usopp going along with it, asking for blood around the same times he used to ask for food. Thinking Sanji would tell him if he ever took too much.

Sanji, however, is a fool. A very kind, but large fool. He doesn't tell Usopp when he's taking too much or too frequently. In fact their whole arrangement barely lasts a few weeks before Sanji collapses in the middle of food prep.

Like, just the idea of the guy who gives and gives and, yeah it feels nice to give, but can't fathom the idea that there are others on the crew able to do the same. That he doesn't have to give until there's nothing left.

Idk just. Physical manifestation of his problems with accepting unconditional love without having to give anything to earn it. As in, the more he gives without bounds, the more he's literally killing himself.

And then. And then.

Usopp coming into the galley, ready to sheepishly ask for a snack, just like before this whole thing, and finding Sanji on the floor.

And he yells for Chopper before looking Sanji over. Coming to the realization that this was him- this was his fault. He took too much. Asked for too much. Asked too much of Sanji.

And he's just kicking himself the whole time, telling himself it was stupid to ever think Sanji- Sanji of all people- would ever deny him a chance to fill his belly.

He comes to the conclusion he can't ask Sanji for blood anymore. He can't ask anyone for blood anymore. He couldn't risk this happening again. To any of them.

After Sanji got a transfusion and isn't at risk of falling over anymore, he and Usopp begin an agonizing back and forth routine.

Sure, Sanji can't give blood for a while- doctor's orders- but there are some rather big fish in the aquarium, and Usopp has always loved the taste of fish. He drains the blood out of a few, stores the excess in the fridge, and offers a glass to Usopp to make up for the lunch portion he never got.

Usopp says something or other about grabbing a bite from a sea king earlier and waves him off. Sanji frowns but doesn't say anything.

And this same bit continues and continues and continues, until Sanji puts his foot down. Literally.

Kicks Usopp's ass to the galley. Has an infuriating conversation with him. Continues to try and get him to drink. Ends up coming to a conclusion that Usopp only liked drinking blood from the source. A passing thought making him consider that there was only one source- one person he'd drink from.

Usopp- tired and fuzzy and hungry, so so hungry- is trying his damnedest to keep Sanji satisfied with lies he doesn't have the energy to make believable. He's trying and trying but Sanji is bulldozing through each one, not taking no for an answer and-

Is it me? Sanji asks, his voice far, far too hopeful. Do you only want to drink from me?

And if Usopp wasn't tired- wasn't literally starving and finding it hard to keep his thoughts from slipping away- he would examine that voice. That tone. Run through his own daydreams with different words, different contexts, being implied with those words.

But he is tired. And he is starving. And he needs to get a grip before he wavers even more in his resolve.

And so, it's surprising yet all too expected when Usopp declares Sanji's blood as the nastiest thing he's ever tasted. Says he never wants to get within smelling distance anymore, it's that bad. Too late, he realizes his smelling distance, now, covers the entirety of the ship and then some.

Sanji stays silent. Usopp contemplates taking it back. He doesn't.

Casually, Sanji reaches over to his knife block. Despite his current status as a member of the undead, Usopp fears for his life. He wonders if Sanji was just as skilled with a knife as Zoro was with his swords and desperately hopes that's not the case. Aloud, he tries to calm Sanji down while subtly trying to put distance between them.

Without any warning, practically without sound, Sanji tilts his head and cuts a thin line near the juncture from his neck to his shoulder. And all of a sudden, Usopp's filled with another, far more terrifying, kind of fear.

It's just like Boin, Usopp, he thinks to himself, eyes glued to the spot where dark red beads of blood well up on pale skin. Just like Boin.

[dhmis-autism]

Red Guy being deluded with his crush on Duck is equally funny, me thinks

Just this feral full on rabies man Duck who commits war crimes and Red’s delusional ass goes “he is so dreamyyyyy ❤️❤️❤️”

HE'S GOT THEEE WORST TASTE AND I WILL STAND BY THAT FOREVER.

Like, Red has got his issues, but you could see why people would like him. Sooo many people have/had a crush at him at one point it's unreal. NO ONE FEELS THAT WAY ABOUT DUCK GDGDF

THERE'S SO MUCH WRONG WITH HIM... FOR GODS SAKE LOOK AT HIM.

look at his PANTS LEG

[finsmultiverse]

I’m about to crash out because I want to shift so badly and every morning for the past like week I do some form of divination about why I didn’t wake up in my DR and almost ever time the answer is I DID shift it was just really brief and I don’t remember it and the only advice I’m getting is to trust myself and keep trying

[mechahero]

//Jojo-ifying this guy.