#its fucking...ughhh

[puppppppppy]

aughg

[lucabyte]

hi. fellow homestuck. sif/loop/isa. ashen with isa as auspistice. do you see my vision.

oh buddy its worse than just that i fear

anyway quadrants this quadrants that how about we fucking remember that the vacillation can fall out of lockstep . can we talk about the vacillation for a second can w

(i am forcibly removed from the post)

[variksel]

"ascended astarion is his bad ending because he becomes an abuser" no its actually his bad ending because he becomes cringy

[soursherbat]

Could we see more Kallamar and Lamb interactions? Some softness for the soul

this was genuinely so healing to make i could feel my health bar steadily refilling as i was doodling this...

kallamar is definitely the one doing the lamb's makeup for its sermons and ceremonies, it has no clue how to even hold a makeup brush!! it makes sense, being raised by ratau and growing up in the woods and all.

he was definitely a 'play in the dirt and make mud pies and collect bugs' type of child rather than a pretty kid who loves to dress up and use makeup-

kallamar loves him for it!! it makes for a fantastic combination because kallamar looooooves to do makeovers. plus, he has no hair of his own, so getting to style and play with ramzi's is so cathartic for him...

[honibumii]

"Mallerollo shippers 🚩🚩🚩" "Jamikali shippers 🚩🚩🚩" When did I say It'd be good for them. Sometimes the fun of shipping is how fucking awful it would be for them to love eachother. Do yall hate fun??

[biblically-accurate-dca]

moon n ballora

[rapidhighway]

Can this stupid scary ass dream leave me alone I can't do this anymoreeee

[spaciebabie]

hey look, its me!!!!!

[ottosbigtop]

Fuck this podcast and everything it stands for. Anyways lovelace’s old crew concepts

Also this.

[animentality]

I'm crying, my fanfic update is 10k words, what the fuck is wrong with me

this is disgusting.

I'll post it tomorrow.

Jesus Christ.

[ravenclod]

can ppl stop toxifying non toxic ships or i might start scaling the walls

[puppppppppy]

youve heard of "i was too excited writing this down i forgot some words" ADHD but have you heard of "i was too excited writing this down that i used a word twice somewhere in the same sentence and didnt even notice" ADHD

[lovebvffys]

Every Inara look: S1e01 Serenity

[uhhhitsme]

when curt shoots owen, clean through the head, he doesn't shoot his lover. no---he shoots a stranger. a monster. a twisted, warped image of the man he loved.

curt has long since grown accustomed to the useless art of begging, in the years after the end. he's done it in violent, drunken episodes---smashing bottles onto the ground and screaming into the dark, endless night. he's done it quietly, too---in the rosy light of early morning, curled into himself in his bed with teary eyes, whispering reverently to some being out there that he doesn't really believe in. he's begged and begged and begged in every way possible, until his throat grew raw with sorrow, and then he would try again. the desperate pleading never seemed to do any good, and curt would curse himself for the uselessness of it all. but clearly, it paid off. because now owen is standing before him. he's just got a gun, too. aimed straight at his head.

it's not what he wished for. not what he imagined. what he imagined was gentle, careful hands taking his bottle of whiskey from his hands and gently setting it aside. the lightest, most impossible touch brushing his cheek, cupping his face in warmth. to have his head tilted up to the angel he was sure he clipped the wings of, the hero he was sure he had slaughtered, and to finally, finally feel alright. owen would always try to make it alright, for him. owen always felt like home.

this is not the owen of those dreams. this is not the owen that curt begged for. owen would want him to live. (right?) owen would want to do good. (right?) owen loved him, he loved curt, and this person---dripping with nothing but wearied violence, eyes filled with watery hatred running deeper than curt could ever fathom---doesn't. so it can't be him. if he was owen, he would feel right, and lovely, and as miraculous as a safe harbour in a storm. owen could never not love curt, even if he didn't deserve it.

(and curt could never stand living, knowing his owen doesn't love him.)

so really, the kind thing is to put that bullet in this imposters brain. the kind thing is to let go of his attachment to his dead lover, so he can kill this facsimile in his place---to keep living, like owen would want him to. and when the blood splatters against his shirt, and when curt cradles the body of the man he loved in his arms, and when he curls up on his lovers shallow grave---he'll tell himself through this wave of suffocating, all-consuming grief, that it was the only way.

he knows, even then, that he is wrong.

[beebisbeeble]

didnt know who to pick so all of them are here <33333

[steve-brules-rules]

I saw @khrysalisposting do a tier list based on music, so I had to do one too lolol ❤️