#nothing on that island is

[abysserion]

qsmps eepiest soldier and his Completely Normal dad That Is Totally Not Hiding Anything Nefarious, no sir!

i heard it was fitmc week, but didnt have the energy to do the whole week so have this instead

[gotham-snark]

Damian's had a rough time lately 😨 go hurt some bad guys with your dad

[starfilledsea]

trying to describe black sails to people is my personal sisyphean task. “it’s a pirate show” bad. “it’s functionally a prequel to treasure island but also it’s not at all” bad again, and also confusing. “it’s about pirates trying to destroy western civilization” mostly only true of the second half of the show and also doesn’t fully capture what i love about it. “it’s a pirate show about the power of stories, how civilization uses shame to keep people in line and turns them into monsters, and the power of queer rage. it’s got some of the best acting, writing, everything of any show i’ve ever seen.” the most accurate, but way too long and makes me sound pretentious and insane. send help i just want to talk about my favorite show.

[kiwiiooopuff]

Loving Leon's side profile⋆｡°✩

Look, I get that we love Leon's side profile because it makes us wanna ride on it but please tell me you wouldn't just wanna kiss his nose too...

Actually- scrap this whole post because i'm about to just leave kisses on his entire face, kisses on his scruffy jawline n everything idgaf anymore *sighs*

[tooblindtizzy]

typa shit I've been doing lately

[ohgaylor]

castles crumbling 🤝 nothing new 🤝 the archer 🤝 dear reader 🤝 mirrorball 🤝 anti-hero 🤝 coney island 🤝 you're on your own kid 🤝 this is me trying

[lyricalpiece]

[just-a-shy-vanilla-bean]

Feeling very normal about this

[tinybeetles]

She's on island time, baybee.

Pictured: Shrimp Scampi

[r-aindr0p]

Secret cheese storage

[eavee-ry]

hot take: we should REALLY normalize not making disgusting headcanons

[blackthornluce]

the endless list of my favorite movies : Shutter Island (2010) directed by Martin Scorsese.

-You know, this place makes me wonder. -Yeah, what's that, boss? -Which would be worse - to live as a monster, or to die as a good man?

[shesnake]

As above sits the stars, And below lies the—

The Acolyte (2024) by Leslye Headland

[tahthetrickster]

logging into neopets to see my neofriends also online and doing their daily neochores

[pinkseas]

the fact that siffrin's life before forgetting was good. so painfully, so obviously loved and he doesn't remember any of it, they can't remember any of it, they are not allowed to ever remember it. the stars. their cloak, craft stitched into the seams, which keeps them comfortable no matter how hot or cold, which has grown with them for as long as he's had it. the stars. the night sky. an island with lightless sand. a dormant volcano? it got cold at night. the mountains, he said. the mountains, the sea, the lightless sand, dark like the night sky. did he freeze dormont overnight, the stars suspended eternally above, or did he simply wish that deeply to see the night sky once again? the constellations. the star charts. the telescopes. the stars. the stars. the stars. the universe. wishcraft. a language no one can understand. when siffrin talked about how they learned how to wish, everyone accepted it as the 'right' way without any real hesitation, even though all of them had learned differently, been taught differently, had only ever known differently. all of their experience vs siffrin's. almost like maybe there was a right way to wish, once. a way that people knew. a way that was accepted as correct, before it was forgotten. the universe rewritten. the stars in the night sky. are the constellations the same as they were before? or have they forgotten even themselves?

who wished for that? why? how many people? why? were they on the island, from the island, off the island, from anywhere else in the world? why? what did they believe? was it a wish made of fear? a wish made for safety's sake? those on the island had no idea what was going to happen. siffrin escaped by pure coincidence, by perfect, horrible timing. if they returned, what would they go back to? everything? nothing? culture and memories and understanding and warmth and love? nonexistence? would they remember their life outside of home? those outside would not remember them. why? why? the stars, the stars, the stars. craft stitched into the cloak, so painfully, so eternally loved. they owned a boat. did they know how to sail? how to rig the boat and tie the knots and use the stars to navigate the sea? why is it gone? who wished for that? why? why? why? the universe rewritten, endlessly erasing all memory and knowledge of itself, of the island that knew and loved it so. why? dreaming of thousands of lights. nostalgic. dreaming of stars, stars, stars. wanting to cry.

they do not remember their own name.

[jonesandashes]