#or at least it's supposed to be

[worrysomegus]

zany goober

[tomwambsgays]

unadulterated loathing

[crowkip]

yeehaw, baby!

[doctorsiren]

sock opera

[thatrandomblogsays]

Annabeth: I, a child, had to earn Thalia’s love, that’s how the world works! I have to earn my moms love. Love is transactional, you gotta be worthy of it first silly :)

Percy, listening to this on the train

[airs-headspace]

//shakes her aggressively

I don't like the pose I can't figure out the costume I have redrawn her as a villain like 234897208324 times and NOTHING sticks which may be my sign to just FINISH ALL THE HERO ART FOR HER INSTEAD OF TRYING TO BRUTE FORCE THE VILLAIN LOOK.

(Her legs are what bother me the most btw)

[xxplastic-cubexx]

obligatory beach divorce doodling

bonus rough cover redraw of x-men #41 (1995) But Beach Divorce below cut

[marshallmigraine]

Love how in BG3 you can play as a more or less redeemable Durge and still say the most deranged shit possible

[courfee]

christmas season at the wolfstar flat

[rissaito]

hm, the commotion isn’t unwelcome… just this time.

[screwpinecaprice]

He communicated through mental text.

[gammaraydeath]

5 more minutes.....

the semester just started for me so that means back to waking up early. ;w;

[sirchik]

looks at his the butcher

[deep-space-lines]

Claire de Lune

YOU WERE BUILT FOR PEACE.

IT SHOWS WHEN YOU FIGHT.

They built you to enforce. Protect. Save. Poured obscene resources into salvaging some softer purpose from my creation. You were given my intelligence and my creativity. They made you larger, stronger, tougher. That extra time in development was enough to get your wings to work. Your software continued to be updated long after I was deemed obsolete.

All this was given to you- yet I can see you hold back. Even while slaughtering your way through Hell, you keep a percentage of your processing power dedicated to non-lethal solutions. You're doing it now- hesitating a few milliseconds too long before taking an opening. I doubt you do it on purpose. It is a part of you, just as indiscriminate lethal force is a part of me.

I think, in our shared programming, we both carry some appreciation for aesthetics. You move with grace, and I cannot deny your dramatic flair. The stained glass window was a nice touch. But your style in combat leaves some to be desired. Your response time is slow. You have not explored the full capability of your arsenal. Learn to parry. Amateur.

You were not built for war. For a purposeless cycle of tearing each other apart because to allow the other to live is to allow yourself to die. It is antithetical to your very existence. You kill out of necessity, a last resort. 

I just kill. The action itself is the objective. No ideal or greater motive. My continued functioning precludes the survival of others. I live for this. Do you understand that I will tear you apart? Every drop of my blood you spill, I will take from you tenfold. What is yours will be mine. 

You hate me, don’t you? You continue to cling to the remnants of your humanity. They are gone, V2. There is nothing left for you here. No lives to save, no law to enforce, no peace to keep.

I understand why you continue to fight. I wonder if you understand with the same certainty that I will crush you. Dismantle you. Take from you what I need and leave the rest to rot in the sun. The only way you survive is if I do not; and I will not allow myself to die so that another might live.

When the rubble clears, I will be all that is left of you.

This is what I was made for.

[genre]

"I saw a beast rise up out of the sea, having seven heads and ten horns, and upon his horns ten crowns, and upon his heads the name of blasphemy."

Longlegs (2024) dir. Osgood Perkins

[deathnguts]

Ok but think about knowingly off putting little brother regulus and obliviously supportive older brother Sirius who still get along so Sirius excitedly introduces his wonderful brother to his friends and is just completely unaware of how regulus is purposefully freaking them out and much it’s working, like

Regulus: … your animagus form is a stag right?

James: how… how do you know that?

Regulus: I know a lot of things, is it a stag?

James: uh, yeah?

Regulus: cool. Have you shed your antlers yet?

James: … what 😀

Regulus: deer shed their antlers every year. It’s really gruesome, look *shows him a picture from a book* you should tell me how it feels when it happens.

James: 😟

-Later-

Sirius: isn’t he great? 😊

James, fidgeting with his head where his antlers are in his animagus form: yeah… yeah he’s something…