#how nice of him

[tsarjozinzbazin]

Your Hodge is such a pretty princess. Gnawing on him.

He IS a pretty princess and he gets a treat for being a pretty princess! wowee!! so nice!!

(something about George not participating in cannibalism in the book is.. mmm.. I'll just force him to, ok ty<3)

[iwantflyingpigs]

sooooooooo-

tojification of gojo was not just a fashion choice to make him sexier...

...but a foreshadowing- yeah right- sure- i gotchu- let me just- let me just grab my knife rq- brb

[yonglixx]

so cutee🥰🥰

[robotslenderman]

don't you love it when you go to a dude with an idea and then later he goes to you with the idea as if he came up with it himself

[under-sparkling-lights]

when he heard i like taylor swift so he made me relate to august 🫶🏻

[cittythekitten]

This is their unofficial designs because I am still not satisfied with the colors. I don't even know what I'm drawing. I think boredom got the best of me and I want Slayer to wear eyepatch sooooooooo. Here he is.

Undertale by Toby Fox

Abyss & Killer!Abyss by @metakazkz

Art and designs by me

[chloesimaginationthings]

Y’all remember the foxy is nice FNAF theory

[humming-fly]

He was feeling left out

and the higher rez stills, since gifs always export as if you're sending messages through a metal can~

[turtleblogatlast]

Leo learns something about himself 🏳️‍⚧️

Based roughly on this old post.

Bonus:

[Leo is taking the fact that he was born biologically female simultaneously very well and also not so well but overall he’s mostly coping with the fact that it was Draxum that just essentially gave him the turtle equivalent of ‘The Talk’.]

[demonmew25]

Thank you Giyuu 🥺💖

Do you accept?

[hattersarts]

drew some book!husbands. they feel like they've taken more traits from each other than the show.

[inkskinned]

you know, you know. no gods, no masters, no kings on pedestals. everyone is fallible. death of the author. you know! you are balanced about your intake of media - you allow the wiggle room, the grace, the gratitude, the skepticism. nobody above criticism.

but still. a weird gut-punch feeling, something akin to betrayal. you read the article. surprise! an author you love is actually: a serial fucking predator.

well, shit. what now. no, you knew he was a person (all people are), but now you're wondering - what have i overlooked by accident? what messages have i internalized that are strange and cruel? and also, like, what the fuck?

his actions lay a thick glaze on top of everything. like each place is now ruined, opaque in a new way. but okay, fine, you've done this before. you knew better, right? you've been betrayed by many a cherished childhood author.

still, this stickiness. fuck. can you pick up that book again. will you read it to your children. you've recommended it to others - will you ever do that again? and of course, of course, no parasocial relationships. you were theoretically above this kind of sentiment. but the artist informs the art, right.

so it's not something as clear-cut as feeling he owed you, specifically (a stranger) better behavior - just that you kind of, in a distant and odd way... sort of trusted him to do better. it's not like a real trust or something speakable, just the faint hope that the product (good books) was a thin representation of the soul. now it feels like the product (good? books?) was a mask. in some small or insignificant way, your previous support of this person lent them power. your money and your time and your laughter.

and the thing is - you have this terrible, echoing sensation. how many times will this happen? over and over. you find out that the singer you love is actually a predator. you learn over drinks that your favorite high school english teacher is in jail for what he did to her. you listen to the news idly and suddenly discover that a woman you used to idolize has been abusing her kids for an actual eon.

what can you touch without the static melting off. you can't even really complain about it too much (you were supposed to know better, and besides, you don't want the same re-split "it's not your fault, love what you love" basic advice), but now it's here. somehow, it feels like - you let him into your life.

it's not that things need to be pure or an artist has to be like, endlessly perfect, mindful. demure. it's more just this terrible truth that has been replayed through your veins so often it feels criminally vain. power corrupts, absolute power corrupts absolutely. did you want any one person to be worth that power?

it's just that he wrote books where he seemed to understand that. he seemed to know about hierarchies and unfair systems and bigotry and privilege. you thought they were books about what it means to struggle. you thought they were about having power and still using it for good rather than for control. he spooned you a narrative of being a good guy, a kind soul. you fucking bought what that fucking monster sold.

maybe that's why they were fantasies, after all.

[lazylittledragon]

what if i broke all the bones in your legs actually

[hhhhunty]

How funny that she never considered that.

[satsuha]

finally trying my hand at a khura'inese outfit for apollo... i definitely wanted to give him the spare coat in dhurke's office but i might redesign it later

[lizzybeeee]

When you spend 20 years attempting to bring down the child slavery, murdering, human trafficking exploitation ring that stole your childhood, murdered your friends, and killed countless innocents only to have them rebrand as 'Noble Freedom Fighters™' off-screen.