#oh !!

[istanrussiandrain]

For the 1 german wondering a gar is a Knochenhecht who lives exclusively in northern or middle america.

[weltenwellen]

Carrie Fountain, “Want”, Burn Lake

[stupidlittlespirit]

I love Ford being stern and commanding but god…. Gentle, soft!Ford. Lets his guard down, no matter how briefly!Ford. Ford who lets himself laugh. Ford who jokes and smiles and is silly. Ford who loves as deeply as he has always craved to, deep down.

[did-sm1-say-catfish]

i love crime shows where the main characters go around being absolutely ridiculous in professional settings due to an ongoing feud in their (non)personal lives. like

"MOvE AWAY fromTHE DeaD BOdy! oh also dude yo mama is fucking gay cuz i slept with her and ALSO dude ur eyes are so pretty i wanna kiss you. oh yeah strangulation?? cool cool this'll be an easy case."

[gideonnavsenormousbiceps]

okarun be like: straight up missing it. And by 'it' I mean. let's just say. my peanits.

[chicademartinica]

Me : great I know that webtoon it was cool.

Japan : yeah I changed t a lil bit. You know.

[the-bluest-blue-in-the-universe]

A constant source of pain

[thunderon]

working an office job now is so funny because when i was 16 i worked a shitty minimum wage job where my manager was an ex-felon bodybuilder with knuckles tats who spent time in prison for attempted murder… so guess what, phil? your fancy title and lame white-collar intimidation tactics aren’t going to work on me, actually. i watched my old boss pull a knife on someone. you really think im going to fall to my knees when you make passive aggressive commentary? please get real

[joffyworld]

OH MY GOD I'M CRYING AT THE IDEA OF NARINDER TAKING THE PURPLE CROWN INSTEAD OF SHAMURA OHHHH MY HEART OOHHHH OUCHIEEEEE 🥲🥲🥲

A good ending to my Au

My Lamb has pronouns he/him. So it's not a translation mistake, it's my headcanon.

Lamb finds the bishops' crowns (as some of them once did at the beginning of their journey), and gives them the choice of whether to accept them or not.

Only Leshy and Kallamar agree to take their crowns back. Heket and Shamura see no need for them, those have formed their own mortal lives already. Narinder takes on the purple crown in tribute to Shamura.

Once again the parallel of Lamb and Shamura, that now leaders of their cults. And in the new realities, the former-new bishops have opposite roles.

[catfindr]

[malcontentonline]

[weltenwellen]

Ruth Awad, from “Reasons To Live”

[deviantshrimp]

OH

👉👈 can I graciously request a markus pre deviation (LED & green eyes)

of course <3 mwah

[littleskrib]

Touch

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[dandey-lion]

Dpxdc prompt.

Imagine there are tinier ancients, ancients of planets. But instead of every ancient having one planet, they would be the ancient of a group of planets that are similar and possess similar qualities.

For simplicity, I will refer to these ancients as the ancient of [insert planet of our solar system that falls under their domain] ex: Ancient of Jupiter

For years, the Ancient of Mars has harbored resentment against the people of Earth for throwing their little machines all over her precious planet. They take parts of it back- for study, they say! Why, There’s even rumors of those little pests moving there! How dare they!

And they just keep coming.

She complains to the Ancient of Earth, but again and again they disturb her perfect planet.

One day she snaps.

She descends upon Earth.

The Justice League is scrambling- they had no time to prepare for such a large threat. Unless they stop her, she will transform Earth into an unrecognizable planet- a planet like Mars, which cannot sustain all of Earth’s life.

Unless they stop her, it will be a massacre that they may not recover from.

So they have to stop her.

They go to fight.

They have gotten ready the best they can. They have found where she is. They go forth to fight for their home and everything in it-

She’s thrown in front of them, battered and bruised, shaking and trembling. They ready themselves as she tries to get up, but a flash of green obscures their vision.

The light clears, they dare to look up.

Bright, green glow. White, floating hair. Shimmering black and white clothes that hold the stars.

And his eyes.

Wild and angry, so full of raw emotion it exudes from him in waves.

This man, too ethereal to be real, glowing, holds the Ancient of Mars by her throat.