#hope u dont mind!

[daily-purple-character]

day 100!!

purple painter! (tumblr)

@the-purple-painter

[rampxnt]

Fitz never thought that his re-election campaign would be harder and more tedious than running as a first-term president. Dirt was continuously being dug up and having to find ways to drown it out with other topics was not an easy task. He snuck off into his private room, sprawled along the bed with shoes still on, and a nice glass of scotch settled in his hand as if it were an accent piece. His mind would not stop running with all sorts of stressful things; that was until he looked up and noticed he had not paid mind to the company that snuck past his door. No words left his mouth, he had none. Fitz was mentally drained - so he just locked eyes with the other and exhaled a heavy but needed breath. @mysteryoflovc​​

[escarlatafox]

"Before we are forgotten, we will be turned into kitsch. Kitsch is the stopover between being and oblivion."

-Milan Kundera, from The Unbearable Lightness of Being

"As soon as we die, we enter into fiction. Just ask two different family members to tell you about someone recently gone, and you will see what I mean. Once we can no longer speak for ourselves, we are interpreted."

— Hilary Mantel, from Reith Lectures, Resurrection: The Art and Craft

[mellosghosts]

that one the pacifier 2005 scene but it's laura annoying logan just a few days before he fucking dies

[ruporas]

dragon meat, you, and me

[ochiody]

@deadbaguette hi i saw ur axe clytemnestra thing and got brain blasted. grins

[patrasche-enjoyer]

Tags by @britishraptor

average rezero experience

[sincerelybubbles]

"spence?"

"hm?"

"when did you get home?"

a more awake you would be squealing, thoroughly excited he came home early from his trip, but the early hours have hardly begun to bring light and you're struggling to even open your eyes to look at him. your cheeks still widen into a pleased smile though, turning into his warmth and humming, confused, when your hands find the rough fabric of his coat.

"a few hours ago," he says, voice rough, eyes still shut. one arm across his eyes, blocking the minuscule light, the other a vice around your waist. his voice is slow, deep in his chest, caught on the sleep he obviously wishes to keep. but he still turns his face toward the sound of your voice, smile creeping up at the corners of his lips, willing to entertain you despite his fatigue.

"are you still wearing your shoes?" you ask, voice teasing, scooting up in his arm to nudge your nose against the curve of his jaw. you press a kiss there, the point where his bone hits a right angle, lips tingling from the stubble you find.

"no," he says, voice honest, "i know better than that."

"no shoes, but your belt is still on?" you tease, fingers dragging across the leather. you don't care, not beyond a genuine concern for his comfort, but you enjoy teasing him in this way, skimming your lips across the rough skin of his chin in not-quite kisses.

"i took my gun off," he complains in a half-hearted groan, lifting his arm to peek at you out of the corner of one eye. "hi," he says, voice still soft, somehow deeper with affection, dimples the star of the show on his cheeks.

"hi," you say, tilting your head back and lifting your arm to cart your fingers through his mess of hair. "welcome home."

he smiles, reaching around with his other arm to gather you up and drag you across his chest in a bear hug, chuckling at the squeal you let out, sighing against your hair. he presses a firm kiss there, right above your ear.

"we will have to wash the sheets, though. it was really gross for me to not change, i was just exhausted, sorry."

[aropride]

if you ever think "why bother posting my spotify wrapped/apple music replay nobody really cares anyway" think of ME. I CARE. i love that shit i love seeing what music people like and how many minutes they listened to music etc. PLEASE post them i love it i love ittttt it's like a holiday for me

[abstractfrog]

THE GLORIA SCOTT - part 2, and a follow up to my comic for the first half of this scene! thanks sm to @crashingmeteorz for allowing me to source validation for my whimsical cosmic approach to this moment <3

[puppyeared]

act 4 :(

@chipper-smol and i came to a realization

[safe-from-sharp-teeth]

@supernormalblogname's creature lives in my head rent-free (and also under my bed)

[theodosialapin]

stole @alolantikibar 's edits and drew these >83c

[thurio-edau]

idk man i might have a... theory... that @b3achysurfur and @5andysurfur are the same person,, just a theory...

[parallelpie]

First off this absolutely cursed AU was inspired by Lemonomelette and a post they made -X Secondly I imagine it all being about bots and cons trying to one up each others factions and not actually helping in any serious way because their too busy with their own faction bs.

Think of two rival car dealerships across the street one upping each other to get business and instead of business with cars its interstellar robot fairys trying to woo sm children to let them grant their inconsequential wishes (which may or may not be worth it) instead of the other guy next door.

[nokkomo]

Welp, I accepted my fate and let the lil gays take over my brain cuz they're stronger than me

I guess that these fellas are part of my life now too (new brainrot yippeeeeee)