#not all of them tho

[cillyscribbles]

Do Munkustrap doing taxes while Tugger is being annoying little brother™️

Also, stab yourself with your sword :))))

you come into MY inbox, give ME a request, and then tell me to stab MYSELF with MY sword??? JAIL for anon. JAIL for anon for ONE THOUSAND YEARS

also yes of course! here's munkustrap doing taxes. and tugger, who is. helping <3

[nastasya--filippovna]

David Tennant Characters As Taylor Swift Songs

Part 3/4

1,2,4

Once again for @ivankaramazov07 and @davidtennantgenderenvy

@consanguinitatum @princeloww @despisedtoolofsatan

[torifuckingspring]

honestly i loved the rwrb movie when i watched it because i was feeling very shit and it made me happy and it was good, it was a good rom-com. but for fuck's sake the deleted scenes are not good and i'm glad they cut them. especially the latest one. it's ok it's a deleted scene but i hope they don't make a director's cut it wouldn't be good. also not a sequel.

[hearts401]

my cousin got me obsessed w band aus and i cant stop thinking abt the yttd guys in a band

[spare-stories-archive]

What was Murdoch’s life like?

Murdoch has had a rather... interesting life. So to speak. He grew up in LittleLight, a little seaside fisher town. He grew up with his dad Firth, his papa Silviu, and his older brothers Kallan and Calder. He also had his best friend, Emilia!

Over all his life was pretty happy, loving parents, a good relationship with his brothers and plenty of fun things to do when he wasn't at school.

But one day, he met a new kid. A girl named Fara. They pair got on like a house on fire, and they spent a lot of time together. As teens do, they began to get a bit rebellious. Only they kept going, getting worse and worse seemingly with each passing day. Murdoch had screaming matches with his dad almost constantly.

One day, Murdoch and Firth got into another fight, but this one got way more heated than the others; and Firth ended up hitting Murdoch. Murdoch had never actually been hit like that before, and certainly not by his father. It was a startling thing. Something Firth regretted the second he did it, he tried to reach out to his son and apologize. But Murdoch just jerked back, looking at him with nothing but pure contempt.

Murdoch ran away that night, he went to Fara, and the pair left town together. They traveled for a long time, till they met a certain group of people... but that's a story for another time. :)

[divinituscaptivus]

Please don't smite me again.

Have you ever desired to replace your problematic kids with houseplants/random animals?

"I have desired to replace the wretched traitors who share my blood with a great many things, stranger."

[almondpiglet]

ppl were drawing mikus from all over so heres habesha miku and her lil twin sibs rin and len!!

[inkskinned]

you said you were stuck in a time loop, which was fine. i feel like late-stage capitalism has us all in a time loop, ammiright? you came barging in at 5:33. in the morning. i hadn't even processed the idea of coffee.

but you had this look of utter panic in your eyes. terror like the ocean. you grabbed my cheeks. im in a time loop.

i don't know why in movies the first reaction is to deny it. when someone is panicking like that, it's not appropriate to ask them to calm down. it didn't matter if i believed it, what mattered was that you believed it so much that it was consuming you.

so here we are. i pour you some of the dark roast. "you look like utter and entire hell," i say.

you push your fingers into your eyes. "you always say that."

i try to think of something funny to say that i wouldn't have said on previous time loops, but jokes don't land without the proper timing (lol). "remind me to think -"

"-yeah, of a joke that only works in the future. and before you say anything, i know you're pissed i just stole your punchline." you bolt the coffee, which is wild. it's very hot. you don't seem to notice.

i blow on mine to cool it down. i both am very pissed at you and also i can't see you in this amount of panic without wanting to help. but i'm also not really sure what we are, not since i saw you kiss her like that, no offense. it just was like, kind of rude when you knew i liked you.

and besides. i'm just like, barely a person. i write omegaverse fanfiction. i love the concept of a time loop, but what the fuck am i gonna do? send an alpha in there? i open my mouth.

you point at me. "you're about to ask why me. and then say some disparaging shit about yourself. i'm just a nerd who plays dnd or something. that self-own is slightly different each time." you sigh. "i know you think you can't really help me. i don't know who can help me. i only came to you because you fucking believe me." you check your watch, sigh, and throw your head back. you cover your eyes with one hand. "i've come here on 26 separate revolutions," you say. "you have believed me every time. and yeah, i have no idea how you fit into this but i just -" you sigh again. "i just like fucking talking to someone about it."

"do you need more cof-" i start, but you're already holding the empty cup out. i frown at it. "you're not getting any more until you promise not to bolt this one like an animal."

you laugh a little and sit up, pushing your hair out of your face. "okay, that's new dialogue. but to be fair to you, i'm not usually this rude. i'm still pretty new at all of this." you check your watch again. another sigh. i guess you're cruising for a personal best in the Sigh Olympics.

i almost tell you im not an NPC but i've played enough video games to know i'm very much an NPC. i pour you another cup. "so what happens in the loop?"

"really bad explosion." you mutter into the mug. you put your elbows on the table (rude) and bury your face in your arms like an angsty teenager. one hand floats up while you talk, because evidently you literally can't talk without your hands. "i have to save the day and there's this bomb and i have no bomb training and it keeps moving, you know."

"do i die?"

you peek up from your arms. "yeah. bigtime. you keep trying to run or stay or do anything and you always super die."

"oh."

"to be fair, like, everyone dies in it though.... so you're in good company."

i hate that you make me laugh. i hate that being around you always feels tingly and strange, this electric tension between us. something that is evidently (given how you stuck your tongue down a stranger's throat literally 3 days ago) (well. 3 for me) super one-sided. i take a sip of my coffee and close my eyes.

i die today, i guess. a little spark of panic starts at the top of my hands and starts whipping up my wrists.

"shit," you say. you look at your watch and jump to your feet. "i have to go. if i can come back, i will. i am still trying to figure out when is best to do everything, you know? the order of stuff. maybe morning isn't good for us."

i look up at you and think about how you keep kissing me in the back of my car and in alleyways and in the dark. and i can never fucking get a read on you. and i also think about how incredibly panicked you look. how broken. how long have you been doing this? "i don't want to die," i say.

you glance downwards. "well, you're not really dead, you'll come back in the loop."

"but i will have died." my hands are shaking. i am trying really hard to stay calm.

you push your hands through your hair again. "i really have to go. i will have this discussion with the next version of you, though. it is like, something i am thinking about."

"but i don't get a next version," i say. i don't really have the language for this, because i haven't had 26 tries with you. i only have my memories: you, a week ago. drunk and telling me you loved me in my ear. you, kissing her anyway. you, months ago, throwing up on my birthday, whispering to me i ruin everything i touch, always, over and over. please don't ask. i can't ever fucking have that be you.

i run my finger along the rim of the mug. "i don't want to die in this one."

you seem baffled by this. "i get that but - time will reset, you'll be fine, you won't even remember we talked about this."

"but i know now." i stand up too. "i have to live the rest of this day knowing i could die. knowing i probably am going to."

"you could always die, to be fair."

i feel my hands get out of control. "earlier, you said i always say a different insult about myself. what if you're just going through different parallel universes and those are all just different - but real - versions of myself? what if you're not in a time loop, you're in a fucking universe loop?"

"if it helps, i've wondered this too. also, you're hot in all of them. if that helps."

i point at you. "no flirting. i'm trying to figure out if i die today."

"who's flirting?" you catch my wild hands and give me that long, perfect smile. like we're in this together. "i won't let ya die." you check your watch and sigh again. "well. maybe not this time."

i grit my teeth. you are so not making quips at me while i try to explain the existential dread i'm having. "does the time loop reset if i fucking kill you?"

"honestly i don't know how long it continues after i die, because i just wake up. it could be that the loop goes until the explosion for everyone, and we're all in the loop, or it could be that when i die, the loop restarts. when i die i wake up, is all."

i pull away from you and stalk into the kitchen and start doing all 3 of my dishes. "okay, first, you know i was joking. and secondly, this is exactly my point. you don't know if this is just a parallel universe. maybe in the ones where you died, the explosion happened and nobody reset and it's just you travelling." i have to stop and push the heel of my palm into my eyeball. "... how often have you died?"

i look at you. you look at me. you give me this very sad, halfway smile and a little what can ya do shrug. something in that action seems so old and weary that i want to burst into tears.

"i have to go," you say. "really. for real. there's this family of five i save from getting into a car crash. and i know it's like oh but we're all gonna die in the explosion anyway, what's the point. and..." you shrug again. "it matters to me, is all. at least i saved them for now. at least i saved anything."

you pad over to me and wrap me in a tight hug. you always seem so tall against me. i feel your cheek rest against the top of my head for a moment. for a second, it's just us, and the space is warm, and my heart is a little broken hare.

you leave me there, and i stand in my stupid badly lit kitchen with my stupid mugs. i think about you. i start texting my mom that she needs to get out of the city, but it feels pointless.

i don't know what to do. tomorrow is the same day for you. but i have to prepare to die in my today.

[hottubsandwiches]

working on life series winners designs again

[sonykatzen]

pretty boy

[krysmcscience]

I have some questions about karaoke night, Alex Hirsch. Very Important Questions. Which I will happily scream at a poor hapless baby triangle who can have no answers for me, and possibly also does not have object permanence yet.

Follow-up that is I guess suggestive, but let's be real here, Bill's a fucking triangle:

Dude slipped right into his birthday suit, lmao

this is so stupid :D

Anyway, I don't care what anyone says, this brilliant individual knows what's up - Bill is absolutely way more of a monsterfucker than Ford could or ever will be, full stop.

[allthecryingdragons]

Wait body horror music genre exists??? How could I have never heard about it please tell me more

YESSSSSSSSS. I personally love the genre a lot because of just how raw (IRONIC) everything is. A lot of the songs under it are abt cannibalism and some of em are kinda yandre-ish...and some are both

My recommendations AHHHH:

Mother Mother - Body

Róisín Murphy - Ramalama (Bang Bang)

Nirvana - Heart-Shaped Box

Tom Lehrer - The Masochism Tango

Pre much any Jazmin Bean song tbh

Will Wood and the Tapeworms - Skeleton Appreciation Day in Vestal, NY (Bones)

Blue Kid - The Dismemberment Song

Hope you like em <3

ALSO OH MY GAWD SOOOOO SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLY I DONT LOOK AT THE INBOX MUCH.

[nastasya--filippovna]

David Tennant Characters As Taylor Swift Songs

Part 4/4

1,2,3

Once again for @ivankaramazov07 and @davidtennantgenderenvy

@consanguinitatum @princeloww @despisedtoolofsatan

Special dedication to a very special person: @turtleneck-crowley

[bukaters]

I've experienced many kinds of pain (as one does), but having to say goodbye to my first students whom I'll probably never see again is a special kind of pain.

[curiousaur]

this is what happens when tav is away

[redsray]

i love the trope of Bruce's kids being yoinked by different parent figures in their lives, and the kids knowing full well and using it to their advantage when they've got any problems with him.

Tim, pissed at Bruce: That's it, I'm staying with Shiva for the week. Cass is now my official sister 2/3 of the way.

Cass, grinning: Baby brother.

Jason, annoyed with Bruce (more than usual): 'Kay I'm gonna go bunker up with Talia for a bit before I put a bullet through you. Cya.

Damian: Say hi to her for me.

Jason, with finger guns on the way out: Will do.

Dick, needing a break from Bruce (again): If anyone needs me I'll be in Kansas.

Tim, nodding: Understandable.

Steph: Kansas?

Dick: I need Uncle Clark therapy.

Duke: Alright I'm gonna go crash at Jeff's for a bit.

Cass: B?

Duke: ... A bit overbearing. I'll tell Anissa you said hi.

Cass, grinning: Good. Bring back Grace's cookies.

Duke, laughing: Got it.