#the future is worse

[louderfade]

[slyandthefamilybook]

why do you guys talk like you think not voting means no one gets elected

[scooterscoob]

working together is all we can do.

[lucabyte]

monologue

[pangur-and-grim]

it is kinda spooky to know that my pain isn't in my head, if that makes sense? like after my MRI my rheumatologist said "yeah, your hips and spine are being corroded by your immune system," so now when I wake up and have trouble walking it's like......hm......the corrosion.....

[scribz-ag24]

a streamer requested i make this joke about the 7 symphonies romhack so i had no choice (if people tell me to draw future trio my body moves on its own)

[incessantlark]

i've been rewatching saw this past week o.o

[bet-on-me-13]

Harley and Ivy meet Jazz while she's Interning at Arkham, and think she's their daughter from the Future. Somehow.

They're not wrong.

Turns out the Fentons decides to test a Prototype Ghost Portal one day 18 years ago and accidentally made a Time Portal instead. Deeming the experiment a Failure, they were just about to close it and start again when a Baby was launched out of it and into Jack's arms.

The moment he looked into her Eyes he knew he wanted to keep her. Maddie was much the same.

They did Try to return her at first, but turns out the Portal was Unstable and constantly shifting between dozens of different TimeZones, so they could never find where/when she came from. She could either be from Earth 18 years later, or Mars 5 Million Years Ago. No way to tell.

So without any other option they decided that she was their Daughter now.

It helped that she looked so much like them, and that both had been in the Lab for 9 Months straight building the Portal so nobody would question the sudden Baby. They just told the Hospital they had an At Home Delivery and officially made her their Daughter.

They raised her believing that she was their's Biologically, because after a while they honestly forgot she wasn't.

Now Jazz is working as an Intern at Arkham Asylum, and has met the 2 Patients she will be helping take care of.

Doctor Pamela Isley, and Doctor Harleen Quinzel. Aka, Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn.

This should be an interesting internship.

[thehealingsystem]

if you ever wonder why I don't interact with the traumagenic community as a traumagenic system this is why

[louderfade]

first it birthed this masterpiece/abomination:

@louderfade was entralled at the horrors of applephone and will be making much poetry with this auto complete function.

[louderfade]

[rad-roche]

testing out a new sketching brush with a little au. what if dead woman walking was instead 'dead woman has a nice time in maine. and is alive'

[allastoredeer]

If there's one headcanon I will die on a hill defending, it's that Alastor experiences and indulges in the neurodivergent impulse of nibbling as a means of affection. Just nom. :3

Usually without using his actual teeth, but only light pressure with. He bites Rosie's knuckles when he holds her hand. She has of course made the joke that if he wants a finger he'll have to bite harder than that. Haha, cannibal humor!

He nibbled Husk and Niffty exactly once each. Husk swiped at him once the shock wore off, and Niffty tried to reciprocate with way more force.

Shipping wise, I imagine he'd do it while sleepy if someone touched his face.

Drunken Deer Nom's On Those He Tolerates - More At Ten!

I like to think that Alastor nom's on Rosie, Niffty, and Husk often enough that they're completely desensitized to it. This is new for Charlie, though, she's never been nom'ed by a cannibal before, much less Alastor.

Lucifer gets chomped because Alastor is catching feelings and he's not happy about it.

[cloudslou]

HAPPY 33RD BIRTHDAY LOUIS TOMLINSON

[darrys-laundry]

theatre etiquette is at an all time low, y’all cannot be singing and shouting things at actors. period.

they’re doing their jobs, and i did not pay the ticket price to listen to you.

[starmocha]

I DON'T KNOW WHERE THIS THOUGHT CAME FROM SORRY IN ADVANCE @ EVERYONE BUT ESPECIALLY THE RAFAYEL GIRLIES 😔😭

Rafayel ☆ Decorating Nursery

Rafayel has an artistic vision for his baby's nursery, and you are letting him have full control (since he also does not want you to exert yourself in your delicate condition despite your protests that you are fine)

Boy or girl, the nursery is getting painted in pink. Very soft, soothing colors all around from paint choice to decorations.

One wall will be a focal point, and he will paint a mural of Lemuria, a reminder of this baby's heritage. Lemuria still lives on in this baby.

He will decorate the nursery with mementos of you and him.

All of the plushies he won for you will be displayed proudly on shelves.

"They can watch over the baby as he or she sleeps," he explains while meticulously organizing them.

By the crib, on top of a long dresser, there will be a few more plushies and also the fish nightlight you have.

There is also a jar he has prepared filled with only seashells you both have collected on your daily walks during your pregnancy.

He wants to be able to someday tell stories to his child and let them know how loved they were before they were even born.

The shells also, in a way, symbolize these final intimate moments of just you and him. Soon, you both will have new company joining you on your walks and making memories together.

There is an undeniable, unspoken bittersweetness to this thought, but you both know the new memories as a family will be beautiful. Walking along the shore together, playing in the sand, letting the baby touch the water...all of these moments he wants to collect like the seashells you find together.

He has a custom music box, shaped like a clam, made that plays The Deep Sea

It will be like falling asleep under the cool, dark ocean in an underwater grotto with dreams of an ancient civilization from long forgotten tales.

When he is done painting and decorating, he is excited to show you every little details. He also wants you to be honest. Anything you don't like, he will change in a heartbeat.

There is nothing. It's all perfect, and you tell him so.

"Really?" He asks with a frown. "Are you sure? It's alright if there are things you don't like. I want you to be honest with me, cutie."

You promise him you are. He smiles, excited to show you the other new things in the room.

He shows you the nursing chair near a window, overlooking the sea. As he helps you sit down, you can hear the sounds of waves crashing on the shore. It feels so tranquil in here, you realize.

He kneels next to you, his sweet face resting on the arm rest as he smiles at your reaction.

"I want both you and the baby to feel at peace in here. I want it all perfect for my two cuties."