#holy shit this is so fucking funny to me

[peachypizzicato]

HAHAKHFKH YES EXACTLY YOU GET IT YOU UNDERSTAND ME

[brodorokihousuke]

GUESS WHAT DAY IT IS

[vellichorom]

you sick little animal, even death itself pities you.

[klintoris]

Keep going im close….

[st-hedge]

Dante gotta fucking die 🤗

[rambles-about-minecraft-ocs]

one of my favorite things about zedaph is that on a server full of people that find strange and oft-overlooked minecraft mechanics or rare events and then see just how far they can push them in the name of spectacle or efficiency or world-breaking, zed is over here finding these mechanics in order to do the weirdest things he can think of in as entertaining a manner as possible

like i 100% have faith in zedaph's theoretical ability to be just as efficient or spectacular or world-breaking. if he wanted to do that stuff, i trust that he absolutely could. but thats so far from being his priority. instead, hes going to spend around a week of irl time focused entirely on eventually having the good luck to spawn in something insanely rare so that he can convert it into something even rarer, the result of which being something that 99% of the server reacts with complete and utter shock that it even exists in the first place, just because its zany and funny and he wanted to. and i love that

[backpackingspace]

Sometimes I revisit the tgcf source material and have to realize all over again that hua cheng is the sane ghost king. And it's not that he's a better person then the others, or like not insane. He just watched the other ghost kings and took notes on what not to do.

[kopifurann]

just wanna practicing drawing Russia while im doing this little RusFra Comic im working on.

also want to see how im gonna draw Francis' and Ivan's eyes (what's up with Gil and nation with downturned eyes who would treat him like a chew toy lol)

[whaliiwatching]

pining queer people stylin

[kimbapisnotsushi]

just imagine like. you're seventeen and desperate and angry and hurting for the truth. you're largely underground and unheard of and you have no power other than slapping on a mask and telling the truth over and over again, hoping that someone will hear. and you will NEVER, not in a MILLION YEARS, guess who DID hear! because the next day superman—not THE superman, it's his really cute son who you met literally a few days ago when he saved you from being shot, and you still have his fake hair—shows up in metropolis lugging a boat full of refugees that you thought would die out in the ocean because no country would dare go looking for them. and he burns the handcuffs off of them, and demands that they be treated with kindness and compassion, and doesn't seem to give a damn about how many international laws he just fucked up. like, wow.

and then you go to talk to him and tell him who you are and oh my god you're FLIRTING with superman. over his fake hair. and when you call him to protect a protest he comes right away, and he stands at the front, eyes blazing, and tells the police to ARREST HIM TOO? so THEN you go to bail him out and meet his dad (actual superman, but whatever) who invites you to dinner. and you get to meet LOIS FUCKING LANE. YOUR HERO. you then embarrass yourself in front of lois lane. the house explodes. superman ( jon, not clark) flies off to confront the guy who almost killed his entire family, and who also happens to be the evil president that overtook your country. superman comes back different. you watch through dimly-lit screens as he runs himself ragged all over the earth trying to save people. burning out like a dying star. he's got the weight of the world on his shoulders, you think. so you have him brought back to your dark apartment, a space just for you and now him, but not "him" as in "superman", it's "him" as in "jon kent"—because you're the one person he never has to worry about, and you want him to know that. he doesn't have to be superman with you. he can just be jon, and jon is beautiful and bright and everything you dreamed of.

"you've got the world," you say. "i've got you."

and hoLY SHIT YOU'RE KISSING HIM. YOU'RE KISSING JON KENT. AND HE LOOKS REALLY, REALLY HAPPY ABOUT IT. HOLY SHIT. you know, at this moment, that you trust this boy with your life. you're going to take on president bendix together and you're going to save your people. and so you make a whole plan that even ROBIN gets involved in (and holy shit you meet robin!! robin almost DECKED you!! and seems to like you? and approves of your relationship with jon?) and set sail for home. jon carries you into the sky. he doesn't want to drop you; you can see it on his face. it's cute. superman is used to catching people, after all, so you smile and let yourself fall. you'll see him on the other side. you believe in him. you have hope, for once in your life. you know he's right by your side. you know he'll be there when you call.

you love him.

and suddenly the battle is over, it's done with, bendix is gone and your people are free and you get to introduce jon to your mother! it's the best day of your life. but when you look around, you see that everyone is watching you. the whole world is, probably. they'll know who you are. they'll know who jay nakamura is.

you don't care. the truth doesn't have to hide anymore. and what is the truth, after all this time? what does jay nakamura have to tell the world?

jon takes your hand. you kiss him, and the truth is that you never want to stop.

[writterings]

me with my 18 year old students that i teach at a college

[aggressiveguitarnoises]

i do not get ppl who are so worried about how their spotify wrapped will look like. why the hell are u playing one song for the whole night on repeat to make sure that ur top songs are not "embarrassing" like what. what has happened to joy and whimsy

[fullmetal-scar-simping]

As we discuss Scarlust dynamic we need to factor in Gluttony. Because where does this weird cannibal factor into this. He’s like Lust’s little brother and tbf, Scar has always been impartial to little brothers (on account of having been one) and gave up his own life to save one with little hesitation.

I’m just thinking of that meme; Me, my GF, and her weird little homunculus cannibal of a little brother. All of them in bed together.

Remember how the last thing Gluttony says to Scar after he paralyzes Lust with the locket was "I hate you! I hate you for hurting my Lust!"

Because I do, and I don't think Gluttony would soon forget either.

[somestorythoughts]

You are the dancing queen...

One of the older clone troopers comes across Abba's "Dancing Queen." This particular trooper has a lot of smarts, a willingness to put his own life in extreme danger, and an ax to grind.

He decides to prank Alpha-17.

Dancing Queen starts playing whenever he's in an elevator. Someone switched the alert tone on his comm, which is secured to hell and back because the Alpha class slicers got their batch encrypted comms at the earliest opportunity, to the chorus. The song doesn't start playing everytime he walks in a room (there's too many doors) but it does start playing in a lot of them.

Alpha-17 HATES it. He keeps shooting the speakers. Keeps swapping his alerts back to normal and only getting a day or two of piece before THAT FUCKING CHORUS is playing again. Throws anyone who starts singing it in his presence around the sparring room till he feels they've sufficiently regretted their decanting. But he still CAN'T FIGURE OUT WHO'S DOING IT. He might be a bit impressed if he didn't know that joke wouldn't die until he did.

And then. La piece de resistance. A video is sent around. Three minutes and fifty-two seconds of Alpha-17 fighting droids set to Dancing Queen.

To be fair, the fight scenes are bad ass. Whichever vod gathered the footage had good taste, the clips are surprisingly good shots. But still. He is absolutely going to kill them.

[yo-yo-yoshiko]

I— I’m laughing… I can’t… why did he DO that!? Waaaahahahha!!

Bonus... King as he normally is cause I need to make sure THAT's not the only image i draw of him:

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

meow〜