#i would simply cry

[xanadaus]

not to be like that but if i were in keefe's shoes and my best friend commissioned me to paint a memory of him and a girl i've been into for years of my life (who just so happens to be his girlfriend) having a moment together i'd run away too.

[gustygardns]

not to be parasocial or anything but seeing all the bad reviews and low scores for fool's paradise is just genuinely devastating for me like... charlie day 🙏🙏 i hope ur doing okay man.

he was so passionate and excited about this movie - which is also his directorial debut!

[varilien]

don't get any closer !!!

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[beif0ngs]

LUFFY’S DREAM

Huh? Have I never mentioned this to any of you before...? I guess I only told Shanks, Ace and Sabo then.

[ptieuca]

btvs 3x20 / ats 1x08

[amaranthdahlia]

[kingjasnah]

maya said one thing that almost made me burst into tears man i dont have my copy on me rn but im still thinking abt when adolin is like maya im just not good enough i cant do it on my own and she's like "good!" and he's like. bro 💔. and she goes "yeah asshole maybe you can't do it on your own. maybe you just need a sword by your side" ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 😭

[fennelwasp]

Guys i wasn’t ready for the Murky crowstone quest even a little bit

[holyraconteur]

Okay, but here's a dark au where Spider drags Quaritch from the water and promptly kills him, and now no one knows what to do with this human child soaked in the blood of his own father. Blood is thicker than water, right? Why would a son kill his own father? Pandora's greatest enemy is dead. The scourge of the Na'vi is gone.

So, what is this feeling of discontent?

-) The moment Spider pulled Quaritch from the water, he made a choice.

-) The once-mighty colonel was barely clinging to life, his body battered, his strength drained. Weak. Helpless. A man who had terrorized Pandora, who had burned forests and spilled the blood of Eywa's children, now lay before him, gasping, vulnerable.

-) The knife in Spider’s hand felt light. The motion effortless.

-) One swift drag across the throat was all it took. Just like Neytiri would have done to him. 'Do you see me now?' Spider thinks. 'See me. See me. SEE! LOOK AT WHAT YOU HAVE MADE OF ME!'

-) Quaritch barely made a sound, just a wet, choked gasp as his lifeblood spilled into the water, dark ribbons mixing with the lapping waves. His body seized, his fingers twitching—but Spider only crouched there, watching, waiting. He waited for the flood of emotion. For the relief. The triumph. The guilt. But there was nothing. Just… numbness.

-) The monster was dead. The one responsible for so much suffering, for so much destruction, for everything—gone. And yet, Spider felt nothing. His father’s glassy eyes stared up at him, lifeless. Eywa’s grace had abandoned him long ago. And with any luck, Quaritch’s soul would never find peace. Never find acceptance. Spider exhaled slowly, running his tongue over dry lips, blinking at the bloodied body at his feet. His hands weren’t even shaking.

-) It was done. His brother avenged. The souls of Neytiri's family are avenged. His debt to the Sullys was paid in full. Everything is calm.

-) A soft rustling pulled his gaze upward. His father's Banshee crouched a few feet away, its golden eyes locked onto Spider with an eerie intensity. Spider tensed, half-expecting it to lunge, to attack, to avenge its fallen rider. But it didn’t. It simply watched. And then, without a sound, it lowered its head. Acceptance. Recognition.

-) As if possessed by something beyond himself, Spider stepped forward, his hand outstretched. His fingertips brushed against the creature’s snout, and for the first time that horrible day, he allowed himself a small, hollow smile. Perhaps it was a good thing that Quaritch never truly bonded to this one.

-) The rest of the Na'vi find him hours later, and Tonowari approaches first, his large shadow stretching over the scene, but he hesitates. The Metkayina chief has seen many battles, many bodies. And yet, this is different. This is a child, soaked in the blood of his own father. Why would a son do this? Spider meets his gaze, his expression empty. He waits for judgment. Condemnation. Something.

-) But when Tonowari speaks, it is not with anger. "The demon is dead." A statement. A fact. The warriors behind him exchange uneasy glances, but none argue. Some murmur in agreement; others simply watch. None move to comfort the boy who did the deed. Perhaps they do not know how.

-) The Sully are more horrified than relieved. Even Neytiri, who should feel the greatest relief of all, does not celebrate. Her bow hand clenches, fingers twitching as though her body is caught between two instincts. To praise him… or to fear him. She does not understand. She had thought she knew hatred. She had felt it burn through her when she held the blade to Spider’s throat on the Sea Dragon, her grief drowning out reason.

-) Jake had told her stories—of how humans could be cruel to their own offspring, how some children were beaten, abandoned, even killed by those who were meant to love them. How those same children woke up one day and decided to kill their parents. She had never believed it. Not until now. She watched Spider wipe the blood from his blade with mechanical precision, his movements too calm, too practiced. There is no triumph in his face, no relief, no sorrow.

Just a hollow emptiness.

-) Something dark and quiet has settled in the boy’s chest, a coldness that should not exist in one so young. The boy named Spider died on the Sea Dragon. Drowned beneath the weight of Neytiri’s hate, choked on the understanding that he would never belong. And what remains in his place is something else. Something Tonowari's people and the Sullys do not understand. Something they accept but fear all the same.

-) Jake takes a step forward, but Spider lifts a bloodied hand, stopping him before he can speak. "Don’t." His voice is hoarse, flat. "Your son has been avenged. The debt is paid. I am done. We are done." Jake stares, tears in his eyes, something unspoken hanging between them. "Kid, I never wanted this--" Spider turns his back, mounting the ikran with the ease of someone who had done it a thousand times before. And then he was gone. The wind howled as the graceful creature lifted itself into the sky, carrying Spider higher, farther, into the unknown. Jake’s voice rose behind him, calling his name. Kiri's voice is the loudest, crying and screaming for him, but he hardens his heart. They call his name. Spider does not return. Spider does not look back.

[brotherlouis]

guys, it's been years,,, I think I've finally gotten the courage to ask... what the fuck even is the plot of the Vampire Chronicles?

[teepussilakana]

do u guys think that tim and danny stoker are urban exploring together in tmagp or what

[moonshynecybin]

i think part of why marc is so interesting from a rpf/general fandom perspective as a CHARACTER besides like idk, being the drama, is because yeah he’s a PR master and a frequent liar but he’s also like. so pathologically himself. spotty poker face. yapper. bad at little subtle social cues sometimes. intense. and he likes to be seen and known and understood! so even when he IS lying or doing blah blah pr speak, either there’s some layer of truth hidden near or inside the lie, his actions blatantly contradict said lie, or he will just straight up admit that he was lying later ! like he has to be himself he simply has to

[poke-is-a-dork]

Submission for that thespius fashion zine! The only thing I could think of for outfits I like was 'glinda's dress from the start of wicked' so they're doing a musical now

[egginfroggin]

KILL HIM

Transcription/about:

originally going to be the start of a comic, but I liked it too much, so now it's expression practice

rough sketch of Mabel's drip for this AU "- hooded overcoat - scarf - turtleneck sweater/long (to thigh) - 2 belts - cargo pants (thick/heavy) - boots w. fuzzy lining - assortment of knives in an assortment of places - hair bobbed above shoulder - hair mostly gray, a few brown streaks here and there - in spite of everything, she remains (somewhat) silly - glitter... somewhere - pocket glitter! +1,000 damage to one-eyed critters"

"(pocket glitter)" "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

"[BILL CIPHER fainted]"

I don't think I've drawn Mabel's boots the same way twice, I'll have to remedy that at some point

Quantum destabilizer? WRONG. GLITTER ATTACK.

My first time drawing Bill and it's for this. Fitting. Get him.

(program: Krita; time: about 1 hr. 20 min)

[ectonurites]

WILL BYERS x LOVE COMES IN SPURTS by RICHARD HELL AND THE VOIDOIDS

[dokyeomification]

(i'm only on chapter 4 of rio's route so no spoilers but) ikepri mc stronger than me frfr bc if rio confessed his love to me and took care of me the way he does we'd be married in less than 10 seconds