#probably not shrug

[edgysemi]

just when i thought things couldn't get worse riot assaulted me with curly hair talon????

[anris-resurrection]

w̷͎̭͐̈̀h̷̖̯͗̚y̵͇̬̩̰̐͑̌̅͌ ̵͎̫̟̰͍̿͒ d̴͖̒̅̈́i̸̗̙̞̔͐̚d̷̛̟̬̥̄ ̵̳̜̔ ỹ̶͉̂̀ỏ̵̹̗͎̭ȕ̴̪ ̷̡̯̟̞̾̐̑͛̈́ d̸̺̲̞̈ǒ̵̩̮͜ͅ ̴̙̺̔͜ i̴̠̜̙̹͛t̷̨͔̜̳́͆̈́ͅ ?̶̫͌̓̌̓̌

[the-meme-monarch]

was thinking abt how anya sleeps by the polle statue. which is motion activated to start talking.

+ i like drawing polle as a Character

[chloesimaginationthings]

Abby finally meets FNAF game Michael Afton

[inkskinned]

"don't make it political!" .... what proportion of death and suffering must occur before politics are involved. if this isn't political, what is even the point of any politics, ever. of democracy. the words are "by the people for the people." if i am going to be left alone by my elected representatives to "figure it out" - to undergo damage, hardship, fear. what the fuck did i elect them for. what was their job. the entire point is that they handle this shit. this is why we were supposed to be electing leaders.

poverty is political. misogyny is political. gun control is political. climate change is political. how much aid a community gets is political. what the fuck are you talking about. it's been political this whole fucking time.

[koi0boi]

happy pride month

[lanschpaket]

I LOVE THEM. I LOVE THIS SCENE. BUT ALSO I CRIE. CAITLYN'S SHRUG ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[vvickydisc]

bnnuy domestication

[solargeist]

grian and his watcher studies

[dailysolidarity]

ah ... perchance a codfather ? or , If you are familiar at all with Jimmy's legacy smp , well . a jimmy clueless never hurt anyone ....

Day 75!

Codfather!! I just think he's pretty neat.

[georgeromeros]

Michelle Pfeiffer as Selina Kyle/Catwoman

Batman Returns (1992)

[shrugsinchinese]

Silly comic I started LAST winter that’s pretty ooc now cause of the new episodes haha

I just wanted to play with silly dnd fashion so here u go

[phonification]

ive been thinking about taco and balloon forming a little alliance post s1/ pre s2 where they'd (begrudgingly) work together planning on how to break into hotel OJ to steal stuff to take back to their makeshift camp like food, blankets, pillows, etc,,, anything that could be useful to them

[chloesimaginationthings]

Deep down, FNAF movie Vanessa and Michael are siblings

[cannibalisticskittles]

so much of the wigmaker's job continues to stay with me but especially this bit.

like. do you think illario hearing lucanis brush off the possibility of his death again and again contributed to illario giving lucanis to zara.

because yes, of course there's jealousy. of course there is. lucanis is primed to get everything illario wants and nothing illario does seems to change that in the slightest. he can never be good enough, not when there's lucanis to measure up to.

but. not only does lucanis not actually want what's coming his way (he does not at all want to be first talon but they both know caterina DOES want this and lucanis could never tell her no), he's also throwing himself into these jobs with such disregard for his personal safety that there's a sense of inevitability that surrounds the idea of his death.

this conversation feels like... it may not have been discussed like this so clearly before, but they've at least poked around the edges in the past. thought about it. and this moment might have been a turning point, in a way -- illario coming to terms with the fact that lucanis really just will. not. stop. for ANYTHING. his cousin WILL get himself killed doing this and lucanis won’t have any regrets. he’ll leave illario to go this alone. (no one to follow after anymore.)

i wonder if he started to think -- if lucanis is going to die anyway, maybe it’d be better to have that happen sooner, rather than later.

lucanis wouldn’t be happy as first talon (+ honestly, maybe this part is a stretch, but illario seems to see that what lucanis is NOW isn’t so much ‘happy’ as it is ‘obedient and content to accept the scraps that gives him’), and he’s GOING to get himself killed doing this, anyway…

so yeah, he could wait it out. wait for lucanis to do something foolish enough that he can't just walk away from it. maybe he’ll even last long enough to be made first talon (if caterina can bear to loosen her grip from the title) and be miserable for a while. years even, maybe! before lucanis, again, does something he can’t walk away from.

or.

illario could cut through all the pointless waiting and get right to the point. go straight to where this was always going to end up. and if illario is in charge of this, maybe he can benefit from it, and salvage one good thing from this whole mess, instead of being caught up in it later down the line.

(which then might tread into the territory of anticipated grief, too – lucanis' loss will be agony, but, if illario controls when and how it happens, he can control his grief. …except he hadn’t accepted the inevitability of lucanis’ death quite as well as he’d thought and when he gets sloshed at the wake, real grief seeps through the cracks)

just... something about this conversation. both of them viewing lucanis’ death as a foregone conclusion. lucanis accepting that easily, and illario struggling with that more -- and maybe having that shape his actions. not exactly a healthy expression of grief, but since when has anything this family done been healthy?

[vacantfields]

It was a quiet night. The blue fake stars twinkling on the ceiling that Moon was staring at from where he laid. Which was in the lousy room that the Pizzaplex had given him and Sun. He could hear Sun talk with you down in the main daycare area. Moon sighed as he raised a clawed hand and let his fingers trace the shape of the stars that stared at him.

His mechanical mind often wandered back to when he first got his red eyes on you. Moon smiled at the memory as his finger still drew invisible lines in the air. Some would say it was you he drew, others would say scribbles, but to Moon, you were the stars, though everything changed once you and him got closer.

It had been a night shift where he wandered the halls from above on his wire that ran through the whole pizzaplex; his eyes had spotted you checking out the gift shop. Not Sun and his but the main one, and yet you were holding a plushie of him, Moon. He had moved closer without noticing it was as if he was in a trance. When he had gotten closer, he could see that you weren't just holding the plushie of him, you were dancing with it... with him. The soft music on your phone that rested on the counter lit up the room in gentle light. Moon had never been outside, but seeing this made it feel like he had seen the sun, moon, and stars. The quiet giggle you uttered as you swayed with the doll made his fans kick on, and he thanked your music for covering the sound. He wasn't proud of it, but Moon recorded the whole thing.

Moon never got caught by you. But sometimes, he wishes he had. Moon was shaken out of his memory diving, and he looked up from his resting place to see Sun towering over him with a wide smile. "Watching our star in your mind again, Moonbear?" His giggle was like jingling bells, which Moon adored as well he could feel himself softly grin.

"Of course, Sunflower. Did they leave?"

"Mhmm! You really should just go down and talk with them, Moonie. They're sweet!"

"Hm. No, I would probably scare them away. They were dancing with a plushie, Sunny. They would scared by the real one." His voice hoarse. It's how it always went, anyway.

Sun frowned, and Moon shrugged.

He would probably never actually talk with you. He didn't want to stain his fondest memory.