#meet and greets i mean

[themightywhoosh]

Worst part of stanning gotta be the stans

[ffcrazy15]

Someone needs to do an analysis on the way the Kung Fu Panda movies use old-fashioned vs. modern language ("Panda we meet at last"/"Hey how's it going") and old-fashioned vs. modern settings (forbidden-city-esque palaces/modern-ish Chinese restaurant) to indicate class differences in their characters, and how those class differences create underlying tensions and misunderstandings.

[destiel-wings]

you're laughing, people are out there spending 6 thousand dollars for a 30-minute meet & greet with jensen ackles, and you're laughing

[arthursfuckinghat]

I know the gang cares about Arthur and they knew his sickness was serious and it's part of the narrative and whatnot, but really would it have killed them to just offer the occasional "is there anything you need Arthur?" or "anything we can do to help?" or even "how are you feeling today?" - I'm sure Arthur would rather be pestered slightly than have his rapid illness get straight up ignored yknow?

[fernsehn]

Was looking into this person's eyes or rather it felt as if he looked into my eyes ... up close and in such an open and soft way.

It was something

[topicaltropic]

oops! all wips

[gunkbaby]

the creature is autistic

[seenthisepisode]

i need help to manage my budget... by help i mean 3 million euro sent directly from heaven i guess

[evansbby]

the chris meet and greet pics 💀

[cnl0400]

There Will be a Q&A session in the Obey Me concert Screening!!

[cxffexngel]

@literanis // Lucilius

sandalphon hasn't always been a thorn in his side. at worst, he'd been a waste of space taking too much of lucifer's precious attention (that was meant for important things, things that mattered). at best, the rudimentary seraph was an interesting experiment, at least on paper. after all, a vessel to temporarily house another's power was no easy feat. and maybe in the end lucilius had been proven right (of course he was right). but not even that wasn't the issue. "of all the dregs that rattle against the bars of this cage we call existence, you, most of all, clamor for an exit." lucilius leers at the archangel who has, for some reason, all the ability in the world. he feels rigid jaw tense. "i give you the keys that will set you — and all of us — free. and what do you do? slap it out of my hand." however, he's not done. he's not done trying to hurt him. oh, in his deepest thoughts — thoughts he didn't know he was capable of — sandalphon is but carrion at his feet, and lucilius wants to badly to eat his heart. the undead astral can't exactly accomplish that little dream, though there are other ways to taunt. "deep down, lucifer knew what i did, too. whether he had the chance to do anything about it, we won't know. because of you." a cruel grin fashions upon his pallid features as he invades sandalphon's space, gliding his finger too comfortably across the scar that attached them both (all of them) together. "it all comes back to you." (im returning psychic damage fire KJFDJKDFS)

Pinned in an array of disheveled feathers that cascade as time itself seems to stall, gasping for air that he didn't need, organs pierced and bleeding, as clawed hands kept the archangel in place while his own battered arms firmly kept the grip against ichor black arms that once belonged to someone who never, ever would have dared raise a finger against him. Not even back in the rebellion, not even after it and when their meeting two thousand years later meant that he had a chance and strike the spare archangel down if he wanted to. End it once for all.

A frankestein of blue and black, like the expanse of cosmos as bright black wings are a stark contrast against his own twelve of many colors, gold tipped against lonely blues - Sandalphon gasped and choked, but even then the determination, stubborn will to fight on even when the stakes are against him, still spat blood back with one of his own grins in mock. '' And what if it comes all back to me. what then? '' Rebels, his own voice a meager thing that rasps lowly, fingertips digging into corrupted flesh, stained black from the ichor that fills the undead astral's body that's kept together by vile means.

It makes him sick. It's wrong, everything about the other is wrong, and yet... '' I never asked for that key in the first place. Cut it with somehow thinking you're right. Even if you are, why would I betray my promise to Lucifer? ''

Why indeed? once, not even far in the past, he wanted it all to end, remake the world so he'd be needed when all along, he is loved. By the skies, by Lucifer, by the crew – something he had been blindsided for the longest time due to his own selfishness. Back when in reality all he wanted was Lucifer to say something after having eavesdropped on him and Lucilius - that the other was wrong, and that despise having no role, he still meant something. '' You are no better than the absent god. What does it matter what you, of all people, think you can and break reality itself if maybe, just maybe, people under these skies don't mind this imperfect world!? '' leers back, even when his own body wasn't any better if no battered heavily and only sheer will itself manifesting as a lifeforce that kept the archangel going. Brilliant hues of purple refelcting from massive blades against the other, piercing rotten flesh back against the impasse of his own predicament, the sounds of the crew no more than muffled sounds from down below against the clear, red skies and debris in wake of the destruction of light and dark, the world against the rebel.

'' perhaps he just could not do something - he was imperfect. And you, of all people, couldn't see that. That being your greatest failure, Lucilius. '' He admired you, loved you - memories from back whisper back, but doesn't spill from ragged breaths.

[amyriadfthings]

wdym random dogstar gig in my city. wdym i can see keanu have fun making music on stage

[anarchosocialisthalflings]

i get why they just plainly state what race characters are now and i’m like totally here for it but also knowing we’ll never get a “is arthur aguefort black?!! hell yes” moment in the last ep of fantasy high from lou ever again does make me a little sad

[the-kipsabian]

im a big adult, i paid my rent and my bills and i should be financially stable enough to get through the london weekend

and yet im still kinda stressed about it oof

[gonguji]

dior  pinpointed  my  curiosity  towards  kabu's  veil  &&  i'mma  be  honest  . . .  there  isn't  much  information  on  such  specific  piece  of  headwear  but  the  overall  details  in  the  traditional  historic  headwear  does  make  sense!

[sanchoyo]

&I CAN WEAR MY NEW COWBOY BOOTS TO SEE CHAPPEL ROAN . THE TIMING. the boots were LIFE FORESHADOWING