#my phone is about to die

[mihhkael]

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[impressionism]

Something something not too far fetched to connect Daniel’s get up in the last episode as some rockstar groupie to now getting this s3 teaser where he’s interviewing THE rockstar. Is it something?? 🙃

[frennziee]

IM SCREAMING RIGHT NOW

OKAY- so im watching pd ( i just finished the last episode of season one i know im a little behind lol) and i was reading comments and i saw someone say (of course i cant find it now) that they liked that over time the logo at the start got progressively more cracked as the boys went through harder stuff. first of all I AM SO MAD I DIDNT COMPREHEND THIS AT FIRST like yeah i noticed it got more cracked but it didn’t even register that it was on purpose😭😭 but this is SO COOL OH MY GOD- i have screenshots of some of the episodes so yall can see what i mean . im going to put what episode there from under them.. my mind is blown and yall need to see this

episode 11 (the first time we see this logo i think)^^

episode 18 (quite the jump but i bet if you go back to like episode 14 it looks more cracked than 11 but less than this one)

episode 22 (we got some new cracks- i saw the one on the R first lol and that one piece from the P is going places)

EPISODE 24‼️ JUST LOOK AT IT AHHH- the colors are muted, shit flying everywhere, not to mention the music and how it was slowed and muffled a ton UAH- (it scared the shit out of me at first lol) and the episode itself?? i nearly cried lol “i would let the world burn before id watch my friends die” SHIVERS “its all right guys- i had a feeling it would go like this.. but you guys are safe.” IM CRYING. LITERALLY SOUL CRUSHING. (yakko good god my heart cannot take this please spare me) but it was SO GOOD im going nuts-o over here man-SCREAMING AND THROWING UP. Bizly props to you because it was so subtle that i almost missed it but i could FEEL it wowowowowow sooosososos good i could go on for ages-

anyway thanks to anyone who read all that - i don’t usually post stuff like this but i felt it needed to be done. double anyway have a good day to you as i go cry and hyperventilate in the corner :)) luv uuu muah kisses

[certuenii]

My first contribution to this fandom

[skyluablog]

Vivi and Starcross

My phone is dying 💀

Vivi by: @starvivi

E.L..A Starcross by: @anotherrosesthatfell

[tistic-hellspwn]

*kicks down door*

I DIGITIZED THE DRAWING FROM THE MICHAELS SKETCH.

BOOM. PORTAL AND MAGIC.

ALSO I DONT UNDERSTAND WHY THE GREEN LIGHTING TURNED THE CHARACTER'S HAIR BLOND?? IT WAS BROWN IN PLAIN COLOUR??

[husku-u]

Rain world art dump! I drew a bunch of things, and now the world gets to see them!

img 1: drawings of random slug cats

img 2: old version of an Iterator OC

img 3: iteratior OC sketches and clothing tests

img 4: Me and my Partners OC’s as slug cats

[whump-in-the-closet]

I’m sorry I took this prompt and ran (hope you don’t mind)

cw: institutionalized slavery, verbal abuse?, implied torture, branding (mentioned), humiliation, all that the prompt says basically

The elf inhaled sharply, panic in his words. “40,000 pieces of gold?”

“You’re asking for my half-elf. He cost me double that.” The human cocked her head, suspicion edging its way into her voice. “I thought elves didn’t buy slaves.”

Aren’t you above such matters?

The elf set his jaw, but his gaze wasn’t on the seller. It was locked on the half-elf slave— head bent, clothes ragged, purple bruises wrapped around his arms like chains.

It had been years, long even by elven standards, but who wouldn’t recognize their brother?

When the elf answered, all panic was gone. It was replaced with a detached casualness that left a burning in his throat. “Some of us enjoy a little amusement.”

The human shrugged. It wasn’t her business to find out what the elf had planned for the slave. Her business was to sell the slave as quickly as possible and not to ask too many questions.

“But he isn’t worth 40,000 pieces.”

“It’s his set price,” said the human.

The elf imperceptibly wiped sweaty hands on the front of his clothes. He crossed over to the half-elf.

Paused only a moment, one heartbeat, to look at the younger brother he used to tackle and laugh with.

I’m sorry.

Then the elf grabbed the slave’s chin, forcing him to look up. He considered the terrified face. Without looking away, he snapped, “Why is one of his eyes cloudy? It’s hideous.”

The human winced. Didn’t answer.

But the elf didn’t stop there. “And god, why is his hair so short? Don’t you know it doesn’t grow back? It’s as if you wanted to make him as disgusting as possible.”

She glanced at the elf’s simple braid, inlaid with gold. Sighed. “The auctioneers cut it, not us.”

“Turn for me,” the elf told the slave, letting go of his face.

Shaking, the half-elf complied.

And the elf snorted. “He’s scarred all over. And— and is that a brand?” It was easy to disguise the anger in his voice as disgust.

The human’s silence was all the confirmation he needed.

“That scar on his lip— yes, do tell me why it was so badly stitched? Can he even talk properly?”

“I— I can talk! I’m still…still useful, sir.”

Oh. What have they done to you?

“He’s not fit to be seen by a human, let alone be of service to me.”

The half-elf seemed to fold in on himself, the elf’s words hanging heavy on his shoulders.

The human sighed again. Exhausted. She waved her hand, “Take him for half.”

The elf laughed. “I’ll give you 15,000 pieces and you’ll thank me.”

No one had to know that was all the money he owned.

The human did thank him, a bitter smile tacked on to the end.

And the elf shuddered, hating what he had done even as he handed over the first payment.

The half-elf watched silently, his one good eye blurred with tears.

Whump prompt XVIII

Caretaker is trying to buy whumpee to free them.

Only they cannot afford the asking price, so they're left haggling down whumpee's value, picking out every conceivable flaw and arguing with the seller that whumpee really isn't worth that - all fully within earshot of whumpee.

[jayfeathersstick]

Do your eyes ever just water really bad so that it looks like your crying but your laying on your side in bed and don't really feel like wiping them away so your just laying in bed with tears streaming down your face as you doomscroll on reddit even though you know you shouldn't because you'll go down the rabbit hole?

Cause i do 😀

[pleaseget-out]

I wanna go home and smoke weed dude

[shaddy-bee]

Finally

[inu-arts]

that new DDVAU chapter sure was something huh

(credit to @kitsuneisi and @xmaruu11 i am but a humble meme maker)

[macangies]

can't sleep currently bursting with creative energy

[velavesper]

the power just went out in my house. awesome

[hxney-lemcn]

imagine getting really homesick and Malleus lets you talk his ear off about your home world. He doesn't mind if he doesn't fully understand what your talking about, he just wishes he could find a way to mend your longing heart. Find a way to bring a piece of your world back to you so you won't be so home sick, and find some time to enjoy this world as well. You had only offhandedly mentioned that you miss your phone, and if that if you had that you would be content. You didn't expect Malleus to spend hours researching complicated magic. Reading about spells that can bring an object to you, to different teleportation spells and all the calculations one needs for it. Then he tried to find anything about different dimensions...but sadly his effort was fruitless. But he had hope, and he needed your help. He invited you to join him, and you almost freaked out when he brought you to a summoning circle, afraid he was going to summon a demon and you be its sacrifice (you knew Malleus would never do such a thing, but you had a grand imagination).

Sitting on opposite sides of the circle, Malleus took your hands in his own, asking you to focus on the object you've been wishing for, and to continue imagining it until he told you to stop. Confused, but trusting the dragon fae, you did as he asked, trying to ignore his chanting, the sudden change in temperature, the electricity that seemed to crackle around you. Suddenly, your phone appeared in a poof of smoke, and no, not the cheap one Crowley gave you. Your old phone from your home world.

You nearly dropped to your knees and proposed to Malleus right then and there. Instead, holding onto what little restraint you had, you instead leaped onto the fae and hugged him so hard no human would survive. Thanking him endlessly, you pulled away, quickly scrambling to turn on your phone, excitedly showing him images you saved that you had always wanted to show him. Your phone may not 100% work, as you had no data, and it wasn't made for this world...you couldn't be more grateful towards Malleus, and he couldn't be happier as you smiled so brightly at him.

(You go to Idia eventually to see if he can work his technological magic and fix your phone)