#she’s my little traumatized baby gorl

[pilotheather]

ok lb oops forgot the reamdore

THE FACT THIS IS THE MOST FUCKING REFLECTION WE'VE HAD ON THE FLUX SHIT OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK

WHAT THE FUCK IS ALL OF THIS THIS WHOLE THING IS FUCKING INSANE OHHH MY GODDDDDD

OH IM GOING TO VOMIT

EWWW YEWWW HIM FUCKING BENDIGN VIER

THE FUCKING EFFECTS ARE MAKING ME LOAE0IFIU9SDGIS#]DGBO]SDJGKPAS[DG

#

#DFJOKJOADGJOPSDKGP

ADGJISDGJMOSDGKP

ADGJSDGSGJLI HE JSUT DID THE CRBA WALK

IM CRYINGGGGG

IM LOSING MY MIND

IN TEN MILLION DIFFERENT WAYS

THIS SHIT IS FU-

BABE CALM THEW FUCK DOWN CAL;M THE FUCK DOWN CALM THE FUCKDOWN

CAN WE GDET HIM A FUCKING STIM TOY

A STIM TOY ON DECK WHATEVER THE FUCK PLEASE

PREFERABLY NOT ANYTHING LIKE STRETCHY SLIME

THAT MIGHT BE A BIT OF A SORE SPOT

OHHHHH MY GODDD

hi robot

i love it when its so eepy creepy and emotoional BUT FUCKING STUPID IN THE HEAD THE EFFECTS ARE SO FUCKING RIDICULOUS

can wE QUIT IT WITH THE FUCKING GLASS WALL ITS TRAUMATIC

the copy's skanky little smirk there was... ooh lala

"DONNA. STOP THINKING. "thats easy for me 😏" <- REALEST SHIT EVER

WHAT IS ...

awww :( ....

the MAVITY field IS THAT JUST GOING TO BE-

DIVERSITY WIN. THE DEAD CAPTAIN IS A SHE/HER

well she's a girl. she killed hersle.f its what we do. (is not even a girl)

he said nyope....

hello

he's so funnyyyyyyyyyy

OH MY GODDD WHY IS THIS EPISODE SO FUCKING GOOOD HELLO EVERYONE SMILES BEAUTIFULLY

THAT OLD CAPTAIN IS SUCH A FUCKING GIRLBOSS YESSSS BLOW THIS SHIT UP LETS GOOO LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOO

GIRLS THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTING

HELP

TH

TH

HIM FUCKGIGN RUGNGNGINGGJ NOHNMGN HDSUSU A HAND SONA DN KNEES

IM ACTUALLY

LAUGHING SO MUCH

ITS SO FUNNY IT IS SO FUNNY ITS SO BAD BUT ITS SO FUNNYYYYYYY

HIM SCOOTERING WITH IT

WAIT UM

HELLO

OK

GORL

HIM JUST FUCKGING SCAMPERING

ITS SOO FUNNY I AM GIGGLING SO MUCH E

WAIT

HANG ON

HELLO?#

OH THANK GOS

DONT YOU FUCKING SC-

IS

UM.

UM?

COME BACK

GIRL IF YOU DONT COME BACK RIGHT NOW IM GONNA

OH THANK GOD

that other donna had your memory ummmmm

ummmmmmmmmmm

ummmmmm

"the past 15 years" so we're calling it that are we

i mean from donnas experiencey-

YEAH GIRL. LIE.

LIEEEEE GIRL LIEEEEE

VOMITS

WILL YOU GUYS TALK TO EACH OTHER

FOR GOODNESS SAKE

SO ARE WE ACTUALLY GONNA TIMELESS CHILD THEN? BC THAT'D BE BATSHIT BANANNAS

YESSS WIKF WIKF WIFL WIFLW WILF HI BABY GIRL

NO IM ACTUALLY GOING TO TEAR UP ... THATS SO DEMENTED

HE'LL COME BACK AND SAVE US

RIGHT NORMAL AS HELL

NEIL PATRIC HARRIS BEING EVIL WHERE IS HE

THIS MUSIC IS ACTUALLY CRAZY CRAZY CRAZYYYYYYYY

OH MY GODDDDD

OH MY GODDDD

VOMIT

BYWS

[czernyss]

THE NIGHT HOURS 🫀

 → ilia lantsov 

“She was born to die, and resurrected again, the Corpse Princess with a shadow in her stead.”

 The youngest heir to the Ravkan Royal Family, Ilia Lantsov should have had all the luxuries afforded to a royal child. With her eldest brother Vasily first in line for the throne, both her and her favourite brother Nikolai were allowed to do as they pleased, to live life as they so choosed. Nikolai did as he wanted, denouncing all responsibilities, sometimes gone from the palace months at a time. In her dreams, Ilia went with him, travelling the world with nothing but adventure and adrenaline at her side. 

But fate had other plans. Ilia Lantsov, precious daughter to the Queen Consort, was born a Grisha. 

Showing signs even before she was tested, it was announced early on that the Princess was Corporalki, a Healer, and tensions soon rose over whether she would be kept in the Little Palace with the others, or stay as Princess. Little was done to quell the rumours soon spreading across the land, and it seemed the King and Queen themselves were not sure what to do with their daughter. 

All that came to an end on her 10th birthday, when Ilia escaped the confines of the palace for a stroll in the woods. There she was set upon by a horde of Drüskelle. Beaten within an inch of her life, Ilia was saved by the leader of the Second Army himself, General Kirigan, and brought back to the palace. Her limp body was presented to her parents, blood coating so much of her it was hard to tell whether she still had a face. 

That day, in the throne room surrounded by nobles and Grisha alike, Ilia Lantsov died. 

But in their grief, the Royal Family refused to believe that was their child’s fate. One storming night, the Queen arrived on the Darklings doorstep, and pleaded that he bring back her precious daughter. The General warned Tatiana of what could come of such darkness, that Ilia might never return, and if she did, she would not be the same. But the Queen did not care, and so Kirigan set about resurrecting her child.

For three days the Darkling stayed with the corpse of Ilia Lantsov, and for three days all of Ravka seemed to hold it’s breath. On the fifth day the General emerged, his clothes sweat through, blood pumping from his nose. Inside the room, shadows seemed to dance, and a foul stench pooled at the edges of what was real and what was delusion. But there in the centre, on a bed of the deepest crimson, the Princess was reborn.