#it isn't :(

[stellocchia]

I will never understand the people who interact with fanon content and yet use "It isn't canon" as a criticism for any headcanon/AU/design choice they dislike.

Like, yeah, no shit. Unless what you're doing is literally transcribing what happened in the canon material word for word or copying it in other ways, it's not gonna be canon. No matter how closely you stick to the original material, it still isn't shown in the actual text, so it's fanon content.

That's kinda what fandoms are all about.

[theoriginalgayever]

[supercalifragipopculturevomit]

Becoming Karl Lagerfeld 1.3 (2024) Daniel Brühl as Karl Lagerfeld

"Being with you is lonely."

[io-lu-art]

PUUUHHHH ok I neeeeed to rant about this cause I am watching the Acolyte as I am writing this down and I am RAGING rn. (take this with humour, pls, it's nothing bad, I promise you, lol)

requested page cut for spoilers:

So, 4 min into Episode 6 and I am wondering, that's totally Ahch-To, right? Like, that's, that's so obvious. At that point I was just waiting for the Porgs to appear (tho, did they exist 1000 or what not years ago? idk) LOL. WDYM "Unknown Planet"?

But let's put that aside.

Then the scene continues, I will not comment on it too much, HOWEVER I totally see why people say it's reylo coded. And the more I watch the more I go like NO, NO, NO plllllsssssssss don't--

THAT'S LITERALLY WHAT I AM PLANNING FOR MY FANFICTION, GUYS YOU CANNOT DO THIS TO ME, DO I NOW HAVE TO WRITE "I HAD THIS IDEA BEFORE THE ACOLYTE CAME OUT" AFTER EVERYTHING I POST OR WHAT? I cry.

No but really, I have proof:

This was not supposed to see the light of day before I would actually get to the point of illustrating the fanfic, but I guess now I gotta put it out there + plus this is the part of the story that I still have soooooo many other scenes to write for to connect and actually get there, hence why it freaking takes so long to work on it with uni and life happening, but--

*sighs* I mean I guess it's your average day to day trope but I am still- I... *another sigh*

I don't even read fanfiction on a daily basis. It's a wonder if I do it once every 6 months LOL. I don't even know if it is in fact a trope or not.

here, have an even rougher version from literally almost one year ago when I put together a pdf for a friend to give me feedback on in which I added some story beats that I drew around the "am I your prisoner?" scene:

You know what? It's fine. This is fine. Totally fine. It happens. I'll go on and continue watching the Acolyte ep 6 now. I stopped at min 10:50 to write this post. Let's see how much more reylo coded this actually gets. (I have seen a spoiler on Tumblr with (I believe it's) Osha holding the red blade against guy's neck.)

(I don't even know their names lol. That's how invested I am in this show. Not at all, really. But I thought, ok, let's stay up to date with the star wars fandom. I regret that now, ngl XD)

(It's not even the first time this happens to me. Remember the scene from Ahsoka when someone cuts Ezra's hair with the lightsaber? Yeah, I had that planned for a later interaction between Rey and Kylo. Welp. I refuse to post proof for that rn. It would spoil the story.)

This is so surreal and funny to me, I cannot.

[circus-clangen]

i love how the dynamic between the current three is just

Tigertoe: hi dad, im just here, existing

Ringstar: Not Now Sweetie, Daddy Is Going To Kill Himself

Clownwish: (too busy making 'Ringstar Cringe Fail Complication Number 7 Deluxe 1-Hour Edition')

SO CORRECT this is their exact dynamic

[myrefugeblog]

Venom 3: The Last Dance or a road trip romcom with a end that makes you t-t

[tired-veteran]

Everybody's going to die. It's going to be my fault.

I KNOW it's going to be my fault. Nobody's listening. It isn't STOPPING.

I'm not here, this isn't real. I know it isn't.

Everything's fine.

I'll get out of here tomorrow. Everything is fine..

[sephospaganplace]

There are so so so many ways to experience the gods.

There is no right or wrong way. There is no blunt way. Its all feeling and ephemeral.

If you've felt warmth, if you've had a dream, if you've seen a crow that stares at you for too long, if something inexplicable happens and you're lucky suddenly, if you've caught eyes with a stranger and felt like you knew each other, if the candle flickers a certain way, if one time when you're singing your voice sounds gorgeous in a way you weren't expecting, these are all the presence of a god.

God phoning is popular on witchtok but half the time what they're saying is bullshit. I've very very rarely heard a voice and every single time it was my own voice, just suffused with something, saying something I normally wouldn’t say. Or maybe I would. I've never heard a clear, distinct, audible voice. Its an invisible world we're connecting with, its a different plane. We cannot experience it the same way we experience every day life.

We'll never sit down at a coffee table across from the physical manifestation of our god, and know that its them, not until after. And even then we can never be sure. That’s the nature of it. There are no absolutes, there cannot be. That’s what makes it beautiful. That’s where belief comes in. It isn't about being good enough or worthy enough or devout enough, that doesn't exist. That isn’t what its about at all. You are worthy even if the divine doesn’t manifest in a way we've been told is the only real way, and you are connecting even if you cant see it now. My most intense spiritual experiences are never something I realize are happening in the moment, its always only after that I can see it clearly.

The gods are all around us.

[arcventi]

When you want to tell him to get married for tax reasons but he doesn't pay taxes

[transingthoseformers]

noooo because I found the chelldos self dick sucking fic based on that one post and the phrase "Please stick your penis in the portal." is fucking killing me

[luxthecreator]

I woke up today and I think there's only two possible quotes that can explain my current feelings.

Please, Crowley take it away:

° "My point is...Dolphins. That's my point"

And for when I walked into the kitchen after waking up:

° "Take a big cup, put six shots of espresso into it. Nothing else.

Sounds like fun. Does it calm you down?

Not really"

Now I'll jittering and sleepy all day long. Happy Tuesday everybodyyyyy, can I get a wahoo?

[partentts]

Something i think about a lot is how Dazai saw Chuuya. And treated him. Like dazai is extremely touch starved as a teen i think? The way he almost immediately latches onto chuuya despite barely even knowing him at that time. He didn't even know chuuya was a vessel of some god of destruction at that time. Chuuya was seriously just some extremely over-confident kid to him at that time. And he's also weirdly possessive of him (considering how the bet happened just a while after they've met and dazai was already sowing seeds of distrust within the sheep). he's also amazed by so much of chuuya (new drinking game: take a shot everytime there's something along the lines of "dazai watches in mute amazement" in 15 and sb) i get chuuya as a character generally makes people want to care for him (the flags, no seriously they love him so much) but dazai was so obsessed in such a short span of time. Like does he even know how to befriend people his age normally? Does he even know anyone his age?

[switchthedragon]

So apparently there's a love calculator thing and I decided to try it out with me and @safwunnz's Dusts (Detective dust and Fossilz) because apparently some of you ship them-

Well, let's try it I guess- WHAT THE-

NNNNnNnnnOOooooooooo....!

[tweakerist]

i literally started writing a silly one shot of creek being stupid and it turned into tweek tasting craigs blood

[dearheartdont]

last line meme (sort of!)

Tagged by @dear-monday and @laiqualaurelote. Tagging @crownhimmanycrowns @skinnybritishdudes @micamicster but this is completely optional :)

We've Done No Wrong with Our Blinkers On - Dead Boy Detectives

Squashed up against the bar, he saw a familiar profile: a tall, straight up and down figure with black hair, olive tinted skin. His large, raw-knuckled fingers rested on the bar surface. It was a lad who’d joined Charles’ school about month before. Charles had first noticed him because his shoes were pointed winklepickers, and his coat was black army surplus, covered with band pins Charles didn’t recognise. He didn’t often talk or volunteer answers in class, but when he was nominated to read, his voice was unhurried and deep with a Welsh accent that curled and tipped around the words. A girl in monochrome makeup stood next to him, fishing through her bag. Her hair was backcombed and black. Her eyeliner extended into a spiral at the outer corner of each eye. Charles shouted over, “It’s Dylan isn’t it, from school?”  “It’s pronounced Dull-un, not Di-lan,” the woman said, enunciating like she was talking to a small child. “Sorry,” Charles said. “It’s okay. My sister gets a bee in her bonnet about these things, don’t you, Angharad?” Dylan pronounced her name with an exaggerated accent, slow as his sister had pronounced his.

Bonus WIP

Bloom and Blossom - We Are Lady Parts

When Amina was losing her mind over her mock GCSEs and the predicted grades that weren’t quite good enough, her dad told her, “Nobody’s perfect, not even Noor.” “Especially not Noor,” her mum mumbled. But Noor was perfect. She was. Her hijab never slipped; her shirt buttons never popped open at an inopportune moment. She was never left flame-faced and stuttering by other kids’ bullying. Noor had a waterproof coating that repelled both bullies and stains. Or at least gave her the ability to ignore spotty white boys who sniffed the air around her and asked where the smell of curry was coming from.