#if he were a student

[green-crocs12]

i just found these random ass drawings of my faves with a straight face in my gallery the art block is eating me alive

[xiaq]

Fun story. When I was actively being stalked (both online and IRL), I contacted the police exactly one time. I showed them the physical notes that had been left under the wiper blade on my car after I blocked the man on social media. I showed them the previous Facebook messages this man had sent me that described, in detail, what he wanted to do to me.

The police said they couldn’t help me because the man had not actually physically done any of those things to me. He’d just talked about his desires. They even made excuses for him. He’s awkward. He’s lonely. You’re pretty. It’s a compliment.

So friendly reminder that when a man with a record and weapons makes verbal/written threats against a woman, there’s nothing police can do.

But when a frustrated woman being denied medical coverage with no record and no weapons makes a “verbal threat” against a corporation, she’s arrested immediately.

[im-here-homie]

a happy audience is the key to the academy's heart

shadow milk design by @catxolotlquoise

[fincherly]

my gf was looking through wesker's wiki page (as you do) and sent me this

and i lost my shit bc it just seems like they're looking at him like girls look at a weird bug

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Vibes based grading system.

(for @epistemologys, who wanted some post-canon, teacher WWX)

[bet-on-me-13]

Danny goes to a new School

So! When Danny got expelled from his High School, it wasn't really a big Suprise. He had missed for too many days or just walked out in the middle of Class, and his grades were lower than anyone else in the school. It was just a matter of time really.

When confronted by his Parents, he had just claimed that it was the constant ghost attacks getting to him (not a total lie) and that he was sorry.

Well, his parents tried to help.

After hearing about his supposed Fear of Ghosts, they decided that it was a good idea for him to go to school somewhere outside of Amity Park, so he could focus on his Schoolwork and not be distracted by the constant Attacks.

Of course no School wanted to accept a problem student like Danny, so they were forced to look into alternative schools to find one that would accept him. And they did! So they had Danny pack his bags, promise to call regularly, and shipped him off to his new School.

HIVE Academy.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt in Memes 5

Once more, have a prompt entirely in memes because I'm too lazy to properly write one right now lol.

[sharkylad]

Thinking about the fact that Mabel and Dipper didn't know they had two great uncles.

Yeah they are 12 and at 12 I had a shotty understanding of my family tree- But really? Nobody brought up their great uncle? Stanley? Especially since they'll be staying with his twin brother, Stanford?

Shermie never went to Stan's fake funeral, which to me means the twos relationship was strained on some level. If Shermie is older that means his view of Stan was poisoned in some way, that even as kids they weren't close. If the Shermie is younger then he never even got to meet Stan and all he knew about him was how he failed his family. Hell, people probably barely mentioned Stanley TO Shermie.

The fact that Stan had become a black stain upon the Pines family name makes me so vividly upset. Stanley faked his death and the family just- seemingly decided to strike him from the record. To pretend he didn't existed to spare themselves the sadness and shame.

Stanford and Shermie Pines. The only children worth mentioning of Filbrick and Caryn Pines.

It was never Stanford that was lost to the world. It was Stanley, ever since he had to leave New Jersy- it was always him that had to be struck from the record. Change his name, change his state, change his affiliations, destroy the remains of ghost that was Stanley Pines. Kill him so the family doesn't bring him up, doesn't ask questions, stops asking "Stanford" about his twin.

I just keep thinking about the fact that since the day he made one single mistake all the way up until Ford walks out of that machine- Stanley Pines was killed and did not exist. And Stan himself had no one to blame, he had to play the part in his own demise- He is the only one who ever knew Stanley was alive and has been for decades.

He lives in the multitudes of every personality he's ever taken, all in the hope that he himself can stop being Stanley Pines.

[shitpostingkats]

The most important part of the Altissia chapter is when they're being questioned by customs and Ignis looks at their party of:

1) Him 2) A college age punk 3) A man wider and taller than a fridge wearing no shirt and with several enormous scars 4) The actual crown prince of a neighboring country, making no effort to disguise himself

and decides their best cover story is

"✨We are students of the culinary arts.✨"

And it works.

[woolying]

COUNTDOWN TO TETRO PINK FINAL FRIDAY !!!!! im a tad bit late technically but hopefully the double feature makes up for it

I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM SOO DEARLY my beloved hiroaki tsuno ohhhh my goodness ill miss them greatly

[dark-elf-writes]

what if the teacher clapping transmigrator reveal thing happened in front of the rest of the peak lords

they were already confused by the clapping but its fairly easy to get one of the students to explain the sqq uses it to get their attention

what is not easy to explain is why when sqh did it back along with the students sqq whirled around and then the two of them just stared at each other for a while

The clapping is… strange.

Many things about Shen Qingqiu after his Qi deviation were strange. If they didn’t know better — if half of them hadn’t made an excuse to snatch his wrist and check his meridians — they would have thought he had been possessed.

He was softer than any of them remembered. Kinder. With an actual interest in teaching his disciples that had simply not been present before. A few of them even swore they had heard him laugh, soft and sweet, behind one of his fans but when they turned to check his expression it was the same icy mask it had always been.

But the clapping…

“Shizun does it when he wants our attention,” Ning Yingying smiles at them when she explains, rocking on her toes for a moment as she checks around Liu Qingge’s shoulder to see if her Shizun has returned, not nearly as subtly as she thought she was being. “He doesn’t like raising his voice if he can avoid it and training can get a bit loud so he claps.”

Liu Qingge could think of a dozen times Shen Qingqiu had raised his voice at him alone pre Qi Deviation, but after he had been rather soft spoken.

(Save, of course, for the day he got himself poisoned. But even then he had raised his voice to yell about someone trying to attack his student when his back was turned and not about the holes in his arm leaking a poison named for its lack of a cure.)

Shen Qingqiu breezed around the corner, frowning at his scattered disciples among the Peak Lords and tucked his fan into his arm to free his hands.

Two slower claps and three fast.

Every single one of his disciples stopped whatever they were doing, even Ming Fan who had been talking to the Sect Leader, to echo his claps.

Every single one of his disciples and one Peak Lord.

Every head snapped to look at Shang Qinghua, who still had his hands up, to take in the man’s pale face and wide eyes. Shen Qingqiu dropped his fan in surprise.

Liu Qingge didn’t think as he let his hand dart out to catch it. One less discarded fan that he would have to return later. The sound of it hitting his palm was the only sound.

He didn’t think either Shen Qingqiu or Shang Qinghua were even breathing.

(They knew something. The two of them knew something about those damned claps. Why would Qinghua of all people be the one who understood. As far as Liu Qingge knew the two of them hadn’t seen each other much at all since Shen Qingqiu’s Qi deviation where as Liu Qingge was at Qing Jing Peak nearly as often as his own between returning fans, delivering new monsters, and assisting in the treatment for Without A Cure. Why should he know what Liu Qingge did not? What gave him the right?)

A pale hand rested over the fan still in Liu Qingge’s hand, the slight tremors to those slender fingers nearly invisible if he hadn’t made such a study of those hands. If they all hadn’t in recent months.

Still Shen Qingqiu’s voice was as soft and sure as ever — as it had been since he woke up that day — as he took the fan and snapped it open to hide everything but his eyes like he always did when he was feeling vulnerable. “Thank you, Shidi. This one is quite fond of this fan. I would have been much bereaved to lose it.” Even as he spoke to Liu Qingge, his eyes didn’t waver from the An Ding Peak Lord who seemed to be making himself as small as possible.

Liu Qingge wanted to snap the little bastard in two for… no particular reason.

Then like some silent song had passed Shen Qingqiu snapped his fan closed again and turned to his disciples. “This master knows his disciples are not being lax in their training.”

The kids scatter with deep bows to the gathered Peak Lords, only Luo Binghe lingering a moment longer to press a wrapped package into Shen Qingqiu’s now steady hand with a murmured “Shizun” before scampering off to his own lessons. The fondness in Shen Qingqiu’s eyes as he watched his disciple’s retreating back made Liu Qingge want to break something.

“Sticky,” Shen Qingqiu murmured seemingly to himself before whirling on the gathered Peak Lords, cool reprimand in his tone thick in the way only he could get away with. “This one was unaware of any meeting today or he would have been here to properly greet his sect siblings.”

And just like that the mask had returned, but Liu Qingge didn’t miss the narrow eyed looks Shen Qingqiu kept singing Shang Qinghua. Nor did he miss the white knuckled grip the man had on the An Ding Lord’s robes after the rest of them excused themselves, not allowing the little snake to slip away.

[mearchy]

I really love Jaster Mereel, the most “fine then I’ll do it myself” guy of all time. Like, after he killed his corrupt superior UHC style and got exiled for it he could’ve been on that vigilante shit. And he did come back ready for a fight- but not with a battalion, or another assassination. With a fucking entire new system of living and governing contained in a codex he wrote himself, based on ancient laws he wanted to resurrect. By all accounts he wasn’t even in academia or government before that moment, he was a cop. And the best part is he fucking managed to create a majorly consequential schism in Mandalorian society purely on the strength of having actually really good ideas in that big-ass academic magnum opus he spite-wrote. That’s some Protestant reformation shit!!!! I wonder if someone said to him during his sentencing like “you can’t just make up your own laws because you disagree with the ones we have” and he said oh word?? Insane, I love him.

[expelliarmus]

[ohitslen]

Living together.

The snail video if you are interested :)

[spookberry]

Another thing I find really refreshing and cool about Descendants(specifically the first one) is that there is no third act betrayal/misunderstanding/blow up between the main characters.

The VKs are all loyal to each other to the end, even once their motives have all changed and theyre no longer happy with the plan they stick together and follow Mal's lead.

Ben realizes hes been love potioned and finds it endearing and goes along with it even when the affects have worn off

Like the first descendants movie is practically allergic to the third act betrayal/misunderstanding despite CONSTANTLY setting up for one

[lnmei]

Here’s a bit of a departure from my usual art posting but I’d like to get the word out about my dear friend Edrian and his friend Angeles’s endurance performance and hunger strike for a free Palestine in Los Angeles starting today, June 17th. (More info on Edrian’s Instagram and at venerations.cargo.site)

Edrian will begin cutting out paper dolls and ribbons to reach 35,647 of each, reflecting the reported death toll of Palestinians killed by Israel’s genocide in Gaza since Oct. 7th. He will not move from the venue until he is done and do nothing aside from cutting with few exceptions made for his own physical and economic survival. In addition to that and to represent a microcosm of the suffering in Gaza and Palestine, he will be on HUNGER STRIKE until he finishes. It’s an impossible task to do alone before starving so audience participation is essential. I’m spreading the word to ask for support through participation!

You can participate in a number of ways (more detailed instructions here):

Spread the word. Word of mouth and social media sharing are crucial as this performance is being promoted pretty exclusively via word of mouth.

Donate money to Palestinian aid funds! Certain high donation amounts can help Edrian continue his endurance performance by allowing him to engage in life-giving activities like showering or socializing with a loved one, and reaching the 100k total goal allows him to end his hunger strike.

If you live in and around Los Angeles, visit the venue (800 Date Ave, Alhambra, CA 91803) There you can help him cut and show your support. ***The performance is on the second floor of the venue and there is no elevator so it is not accessible except by stairs :(

If you don’t live near LA, you can cut paper dolls and mail them to the venue address to count towards the total. (printable templates here) This is what I will be doing. It’s easy to do with any spare time you’re not using your hands. I recommend mailing them in small batches if possible to get them in on time and reduce the risk of losing mail. I also recommend including info about the count of paper dolls in each parcel (for example include a note telling the total number of paper dolls) Every small amount counts!

If you are an Art Center College of Design student or alumni, sign the petition to pressure Art Center to divest from Israel! Art Center has refused to host Edrian and Angeles for their performance, torn down their posters promoting it, and in general refused to take a stance against Israel’s genocide. As artists and human beings we must resist genocide and refuse to support institutions that side against the people.

He is also live-streaming his performance and documenting progress if you would like to show support just by being present.

If you’ve never participated in a political performance before now’s a great chance, any little bit counts! I appreciate any time or effort you take to read this, support my friends, and work towards a free Palestine! ♥️🇵🇸