#oh fuuuuck

[kruemel8]

Imagine something inevitable is going to happen. It’s so profound that for a moment everything stops. You don’t blink, you hold your breath and all you can hear is white noise. And suddenly it all comes back and you have to do something. You have to change course.

[mintytealeaves]

@heart-of-the-morningstar

spin this wheel for a prefix, and then spin this wheel for a suffix

as a bonus you can spin this wheel to find ur role in the clan (note: spin twice if you get apprentice)

[starscream-is-my-wife]

In another, happier universe, Ratchet has a nightmare, sadly Optimus is bad at lying

Yesterday I was talking to another person about how much Optimus valued Ratchet in the Marvel comics and I still can’t get over it

[nubinublado]

Matthew Patel scoping out the company he just got only to find Gideon's room full of his cryogenically frozen exes and realizing he was actually a part of a 12 step plan to kidnap Ramona

[tonydaddingham]

so... do we finally realize that the metraton chose aziraphale for his plan maybe, in part, because he literally declared war with hell??? by throwing his halo??? which makes him "a leader"

............OH.

[vanglaggle]

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[luck-of-the-drawings]

OOH YEAH BABY ITS THE SURGERY EPISODE BABY!!! ME AND THE HOMIES NEED SOME NEW FACES FOR OUR NEW PLAN, AND WHO BETTER TO GET THE JOB DONE THAN THE TWO MOST EVIL PEOPLE WE'VE EVER HAD THE MISFORTUNE OF HAVING OUR LIVES VIOLATED BY? I MEAN IT WOULD BE FUNNY. IT WOULD BE FUNNY.

[vomitspit2]

concept with jade leech

there is no dire-beast inside the mirror chamber, and there are no ghosts inhabiting ramshackle. it is simply: you, alone in a rundown building, after the headmaster leaves.

you have been pinching yourself through the day. little crescent marks litter your wrist.

for the past six or so hours, you have been trying really hard to wake up from this dream. nothing is working. desolate, you take to wandering the house.

you know your imagination is strong but an entire college, idiosyncratic characters, and an entire furnished building is a bit complex. still, you card through the squabble, hoping to unearth some mistake in physics that will tell you that this is a dream. that search ends abruptly when you find a loose floorboard and the fragile wood underneath you gives out like a snapped cracker.

you land hard.

ten feet down in the basement, lying on your back.

blinking away dust, your eyes land upon the piece of wood speared cleanly through your abdomen.

the pain tells you this is too much to be a dream.

it is a full two hours you lie there immobile. you try rolling on your side, hoping to at least stand up, but each motion is anguish in an ineffable amount. you wrap your hands around the red wood and try to pull; it leads to your eyeballs rolling so far back you see new colors. skin shining with generous sweat and dipping in and out of consciousness, you lie there and bid limited time until someone from this new world comes to find you. the headmaster will eventually come back, right?

you think about a multitude of things.

you think about how if your corpse withers here, the puss running out your orifices will look like cream cheese.

you think about how the glittering wands those students held might work, is it like harry potter or a unique universe.

you think about how you still had to go to work tomorrow in your own original universe, attend classes, hope plans with friends don’t fall through so you laugh carefree without lungfuls of blood.

your last slip from consciousness to eternal unconsciousness, you think about home. the bed you slept in, the books read and films watched, the snack wrappers on the sheets, what a comforting waste.

you drift off, expecting to be jolted awake again by your own feverish mind, and die, bleeding out on ramshackle’s basement floor.

it takes azul awhile to gain ramshackle’s dorm.

the one new student he saw during the opening ceremony apparently stayed there one night and fled the next morning. as the headmaster’s report goes, crowley found no one living there when he went to check the following day. however, the usage of ramshackle by that magicless student opened up a gate of opportunity and azul did not let it go to waste.

the negotiations took awhile and the proper refurbishment will have to be done. but just before winter exams, azul has managed to secure himself a second location for mostro lounge.

first, damages have to be assessed.

the building is disgusting, rundown, and simply inhabitable. busy with the 250 students he has under contract, azul assigns jade to spend a november afternoon there and make note of what they need to start repairing first.

azul really hopes the plumbing is salvageable. the cost would be through the roof if otherwise.

so jade, hand over his heart, promises to survey ramshackle the next day and outline a list of high priority repairs to stuff they can skimp upon in the budget.

jade’s excited. the mountains he treks are northwest and ramshackle is northeast; this will provide him a new opportunity to see what kind of mushroom may lie on that side of the island. …oh, and he supposes he will also assist azul in his endeavor as well.

the next day, he spends half of the allotted time foraging outside of ramshackle before he actually walks into the building. i should make this quick and efficient. i only have thirty minutes left. notepad in hand, he starts to investigate the wreckage.

uninhabited and ugly. those are the two words that rise to jade’s mind first. truly, it is a lovely space and it would be a disgrace to see it painted in shades of lilac and oceanic decor. but, it will be entertaining nonetheless to see azul’s business expand.

yet, as he’s walking down the halls, jade cannot help but think he is hearing a second pair of footsteps just behind him.

yes, ramshackle is ugly but it does not seem to be as uninhabited as he thought. how intriguing.

so, sadistic grin blooming, jade decides to play a game. he will ignore this secondary person and continue on, waiting anxiously to see what will happen. he marks down his observations, all while feeling a pair of eyes upon his neck. lighting on the first floor needs fixing. the water runs orange in the upstairs sink. nothing entirely formidable has happen yet, but he hopes it will.

jade cannot wait to see if this ghost can turn his skin inside out, or perhaps drop a floorboard on top of his head, the possibilities are endless. it all has jade’s toes squirming in his dress shoes in anticipation.

however, his thirty minutes are up before he can descend the basement stairs and nothing has happened yet.

which is disappointing.

he’ll be back again tomorrow so there is always a chance for something then.

however, he had hoped for something to happen now.

just as jade is walking out the door, list and bag of mushrooms in hand, something ice cold tickles the hairs on his neck. frigid like home. he barely gets a chance to dwell on it before five frozen fingers wrap themselves around his throat and shove him down the porch steps.

the door to ramshackle slams shut.

sprawled on the ground, jade reaches his hand up to the idents on the column of skin, the previous touch thawing out.

he cannot help the deep blush that comes up to his face.

with a deep breath, his own gloves fingers still hovering over the lost embrace, jade stands up and pats himself down. he looks upon the closed door with a hunger in his eyes.

yes, tomorrow he will be back.

and he hopes this ghost will act up again because they have so much more allure to jade than a second mostro lounge.

[ladyearthsea]

MY REACTION TO JUJUTSU KAISEN EPISODE 17: SUKUNAS FIGHT

LIKE IM SUCH A WHORE FOR SUKUNA

BUT AFTER SEEING YUUJIS FACE

MY HEART FUCKING BROKE AND I WANNA BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF SUKUNA

This is why I couldn't be in Jujustu Kaisen. I am a whore for evil men and a whore for soft boys. I am too greedy and desire a harem

[weekendwife]

Every single fucking thing about Joey’s character makes sense when you consider he has internalized that physical abuse is a good thing

[tazmiilly]

the way my adhd brain comprehends how much time i have left in the day at 3pm vs 4pm is so wild

[thegirlwiththeninjaturtletattoos]

Take a Ghosts(the TV show) AU Donnie

HHNNGGHH-

[spaciebabie]

would smash leshy

[leolithe]

Good news: yayyy we have a lot of followers and we know there are lots of people who enjoy our art no matter if they're longtime followers or just passing by ^w^

Bad news: in my states of unwisdom i have already revealed my interest in agere, [x]cest, controversial topics and there's now a ghost pressed into my shoulder telling me there's definitely people itching to put my head on a stake. Or just have generally unpersoned me and dropped me like a hot iron.

Best news: in these one and a half ish years, i have grown into the perfect niche i wanted, made undeniable impacts to the sweet people of this fandom, have gotten to learn about ourselves and grow so much as people...

Pretty damn good for a zoomer in the middle of the sea 😎

[tomgregs]

i have got to stop smoking 😭 someone oughta curse my mom for encouraging (down right offering) all her kids to become addicts of various sorts. and out of everything ive stopped doing i still cant stop smoking thats whats pissing me off the most!!! sorry. happy new year. ill figure it out

[thatwavephenomenon]

In the DA:I trailers for Vivienne and The Iron Bull's, we see that the explosion of the Conclave was visible from almost-certainly Orlais for Vivienne and from what could be the Storm Coast for Bull. Meaning that the Breach is possibly visible all the way from Haven to at least both those places.

But. How does that work?? Scientifically? How far up the sky and how big would the Breach have to be for this to be possible?? Is the Breach set in space?