#god poor soul

[hyacinthsdiamonds]

I'm sorry but the irony of Nico calling Max unprofessional is sending me so bad like sir there's an entire garage full of people, who were literally in the trenches trying to survive the Brocedes fallout while just doing their jobs, who might have a few things to say about your (& Lewis') level of professionalism at that time 😭✋️

[blueberry-obsessed]

I will never apologise for the person I've become ever since Charles saw a pregnant person with a baby and said "Yes. That. I want that."

[sereneabyyss]

I see so many things where like SY is the sweet innocent one who shows SJ how to love and be loved and fixes him blah blah blah. But oh come on now, this is Peerless Cucumber we're talking about. Number one hater extraordinaire. He is so bitchy. He would not fix SJ if anything he would make him worse.

I need more content that's just SY and SJ standing with their twin fans unfolded, viciously tearing their opponents (the other peak lords) apart with their barbed insults. I need them casting vicious mockery within every battle, whether it be against demon, peak lord, or random civilian who just happened to spill tea on them.

[blondphobic]

me listening to my cousin who just started reading the poppy war talking shit about nezha but I know her a little too well and know she’ll end up as a nezha defender and a rinezha lover

[felixsoup]

[groovygrub]

[kataraavatara]

now they want me to feel bad for clythia the notorious slave owner waaa waaa jurian led her on he tortured her ok whatever he should have done it more actually

[s0ull3ss-p3rs0n]

FSM isolating his kids from the outside world because they wished someone isolated them from the horrors when she was a kid ☹️

He was just trying to give the kids the safety she never got to have. I'm so fucking unwell about this oh my gods.

[moraent-keys]

The amount of shit I will shove onto one canvas and then try to post the pictures as if they’re separate is ridiculous

[sunkty]

[mutedsybille]

One trick to pass time is to nod your head and pretend you're listening and taking notes while your hand "accidentally" doodles rats in your sketchbook as it falls apart under the sheer amount of power these animals can hold, anyways, here's my collection of rodents (scanned for better clarity)

Help me-

[frugalkubal]

✨ Good luck post for the new season ✨

[evilherehotel]

has contestant!evil leafy smiled at something/someone, or feeling something similar to being happy, and if, why?

she’s very bad at expressing herself, so it’s hard to catch even the smallest trace of a smile on her. shes perfectly capable of feeling emotions, that including happiness, its just new to her

i’ll present you with a scenario. just because ive had it in mind for ages

bfdia 6 was obviously very different in contestant au, considering, well, she’s on team no name, and would have no reason to attack them in the hotel. when they were still in yoyleland, there was a night they spent on the roof together. not the others as their own group, not just el and firey - all of them.

it was peaceful. quiet. it reminded evil leafy of the forest in that way. but it was also full of energy, the confusing and chaotic energy she’d learned to associate with the contestants.

if only for a moment, it felt like she was one of them.

and if only those moments could last forever.

[mrsoharaa]

you didn't think too much into the simple graze of the newest spider-mans fingers gently brisking over yours as he takes his leave. the sweet, noble male that personally tended to you from your former strenuous, chaotic mission that led you to having a wounded leg. thus putting you right into the spider society's med bay.

you wave him off with a friendly smile, your eyes quickly sweeping over ever so attentively to the left to note Miguel's intent stare. pretty globes of soft cardinal leering behind the new, overly tending spider-man leaving the medical room you resided in. bearing directly into the back of the generous mans skull with such fueling rage and hatred.

his hardened glare sweeps back over to meet yours through the crystalline glass of the mirror into your medical room. thick brows that once tightened ever so firmly and searing wrath pooling into those glorious irises of pure ruby, immediately softening to your delicate gaze. a tinge of hurt and remorse instantly building up in the conflicted mans chest, immensely.

your heart flutters against your own, capturing the shorten, soften gaze of swarming distraught and longing clinging into those beautiful, intense eyes of his. your lush lips slowly part from each other, attempting to gather words to accumulate towards the man — but only failed, inescapably, when everything within you blared at you not to engage with him. not to engage with the very man that put you through with so much unbinding hurt and betrayal. the very same man that slowly, treacherously broke and tore you from piece by piece.

your pupils dilate, closing your agape lips promptly as your fingers crumble amongst the thin sheets of the medical beds bedding. you turn your head, shielding back the hot, thick tears swelling at the brims of your lashes. trying to not crumble before the very man that you inevitably fell in love with, during your previous time together (during your little "stress distressing" lascivious sessions).

the very same man that slowly, treacherously broke and tore you from piece by piece. promises of unfulfilled, unattainable pledges of comforting enlightenment and console, crumbling with the shattered fragments of your broken heart.

[luck-of-the-drawings]

IMAGINE. working at ur stupid uhhh job or whatever. pulling into your drive way and ready to work on some crazy project in your garage. opening the door to the most unfamiliar silence. did your wife and kid leave for something? could you imagine knocking on your kids door, hardly getting an answer, and opening it to find the splattered remains of your wife across his room your child is scared! hes hardly consolable, in a state of shock and terror. you are too, but youre the adult here. you need to take charge. you need to protect him. you need to do something. you need to do something.

[legobiwan]

My dude is in a CONSTANT state of existential crisis...