#idk why i remembered this today

[sincenewyorks]

remember when nick and taylor got attacked for being TOO attractive to play firstprince which is hilarious bc it’s canon that they’re super fucking attractive

[hajihiko]

Advanced technique

[grzybjek]

recent sketches!!

The first pic are redesigns of my 2019-2021 ocs! If you remember any of these characters no you dont! Embarrassing. Second is Maria, Marysia, my beloved protagonist for my newest project. Third is Helena my favorite rat. And fourth is Maria once again, with her friend, Juras, also a character from my newest project

[rui-drawsbox]

Comm for @ Cootpancake! my fav drawing yet, literally has everything i like (naruanzu, magical girls, PINK)

[v-e-l-v-e-t-g-o-l-d-m-i-n-e]

“Cherub child,” I said. I did a bold thing, maybe even a defiant thing. I reached out and mussed his snaggled curls. He is smaller than me physically, but he didn’t seem to mind this gesture. In fact, he smiled, shook his head, and reclaimed his hair with a few casual strokes of his hand. His cheeks went apple-perfect suddenly, and his mouth softened, and then he lifted his right fist, and teasingly struck me hard on the chest. Really hard. Show-off. Now it was my turn to smile and I did. “I can’t remember anything bad between us,” I said. “You will,” he responded. “And so will I. But what does it matter what we remember?” “Yes,” I said, “we’re both still here.” He laughed outright, though it was very low, and he shook his head, flashing a glance on David that implied they knew each other very well, maybe too well. I didn’t like it that they knew each other at all. David was my David, and Armand was my Armand. - Lestat and Armand, Memnoch the Devil (1995)

He looked at me, and a faint charming smile brightened his face. "Don't fear for me, little devil Armand," he said. "Fear for all of us. I am nothing now. I am nothing." In a low voice I whispered to him my plan. "Let me go down into the streets, let me steal from some mortal, some evil being who has wasted every physical gift that God ever gave, an eye for you! Let me put it here in the empty socket. Your blood will rush into it and make it see. You know. You saw this miracle once with the ancient one, Maharet, indeed, with a pair of mortal eyes swimming in her special blood, eyes that could see! I'll do it. It won't take me but a moment, and then I'll have the eye in my hand and be the doctor myself and place it here. Please." He only shook his head. He kissed me quickly on the cheek. "Why do you love me after all I've done to you?" he asked. There was no denying the beauty of his smooth poreless sun-darkened skin, and even as the dark slit of the empty socket seemed to peer at me with some secret power to relay its vision to his heart. He was handsome and radiant, a darkish ruddy glow coming from his face as though he'd seen some powerful mystery. - Lestat and Armand, The Vampire Armand (1998)

[artisticxlly]

I was on vacation a little while ago, and I saw these two guys who wore Hawaiian shirts, except they didn't just have flowers on them - or any other classic pattern - they also had each other's FACE on them. Peak bromance material.

(I personally can SO see Bokuroo wearing those)

[kastillia]

[yakultii]

sometimes you just gotta go outside to realise you’re not as entirely ugly as you feel (you’re just nature)

[sentientstump]

what have we become?

[sappho-favourite-pupil]

Literally y'all need to watch "Paranorman" (2012). Yeah, it's a kids cartoon, but it's also much more than that. Late night here so do not expect me to be lucid but like it's a huge and mature reflection on acceptance, and bigotry, and what it means to be different in a society that doesn't understand you. And about what fear does to people, and how can bring them to do stupid and terrible things, at times. Okay, sorry, i'm done now, but like watch the thing. And thank you for listening to my Ted Talk.

[angelnumber27]

violently forcing myself to have better days

[causenessus]

feeling like tumblr is a job BUT IN A GOOD WAY like i sign on after my actual job onto my work (tumblr haikyuu smau writer hobby) computer (my home computer on it's last dying breath) to answer emails (reblog all of my moot's wonderful works) and write up reports (my own chapters LMAO)

[faaun]

Jack Marsh (2005), Friendship Otherwise - Toward a Levinasian Description of Personal Friendship

[semiotomatics]

i have a ~dream question~

[strawberrystepmom]

when i was a kid there was a specific song from yoshi's island that would make me cry every time i even THOUGHT about it because it's a song that plays close to the end of the game and one time i got so upset about it i started like doing that kid like crying so hard you're sputtering and coughing thing at school and i was sent to the nurse's office

[sugarskies]

“So, you’re telling us the Meep isn’t our cute little fuzzy friend, the Meep is a homicidal dictator?”

Ushas nodded, her patience wearing thin. They only had so much time they could stay out of the room before the Meep got suspicious. “Yes, Drax. I’m telling you that your ‘cute little fuzzy friend’ is wanted for more crimes than even I could remember.”

“Does that mean you want us to turn the Meep in?” asked Mortimus, brow raised. Ushas inhaled sharply and nodded. They really wanted her to state the obvious. “Okay, I hear you but the Meep is our friend. Seems kind of rude to just like… doom the Meep to eternity in prison.”

“You think it seems rude to doom a homicidal, torturous, manipulative—”

“You’re using a lot of very rude words right now, Ushas.” It was impossible to tell whether Drax was fucking with her or not. “You’re saying all of this but the Meep has been very nice to us. I agree with Mort, I don’t think it’s fair that we betray the Meep just because you disagree with the Meep’s life choices.”

“Life choices? The thing is murderous monster!”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Watch it.” Mortimus threw his hands in the air dramatically. “You don’t know the Meep like we do. How do we know the Meep isn’t doing those things for the good of the universe, eh? Maybe we should help the Meep.”

“Yeah, yeah, he’s right.” Drax nodded enthusiastically as he jammed a thumb in Mortimus’s direction. “And even if the Meep isn’t doing it for the good of the universe, it sounds kind of fun.”

“It does. Also, we’ve already committed to the Meep, and it just seems like a lot of work to flip sides and get the Meep arrested now.”

“Sorry, okay, let me make sure I’m understanding this correctly.” Ushas pinched the bridge of her nose, her ponytail falling over her shoulder. “You want to remain friends with and possibly aid a homicidal dictator because it would be too much work to switch sides?”

“That and the fun thing.”

“Yeah,” Drax agreed. “I mean, depending on who we’re killing—”

“I’ll just take care of it myself then,” Ushas snapped. She spun quickly on her heel and stormed down the hall, not glancing back once to the two idiots snickering behind her.