#they got me crying

[giolovesyousm]

I fucking hate this show

[archivistofnerddom]

I was doing so good in this episode. Even though I was worried about everyone, I kept it together — until this scene. And then it was just Tears Central.

Star Wars: The Bad Batch 3.15 | The Cavalry Has Arrived

[ghost-bxrd]

Prompt:

Brucie Wayne gets into a mild accident in public (read-got hit by a car). And Batman would just walk it off (“it’s barely a bruise”), but Brucie obviously… can’t.

So he has to suffer the ordeal of having civilians call paramedics, getting fussed over, and having-

Having his dead son get into the back of the ambulance with him.

Oh- oh no. He must have hit his head worse than he thought. He thought he was past this…

[imadetheline]

me, starting disco elysium: ah I can say and do whatever is necessary to solve this case! who cares what people think of me!

me, approximately one second after meeting Lieutenant Kim Kitsuragi: I am going to get a good grade in being this man's best friend, something that is both normal to want and possible to achieve.

[very-small-giant]

You remember L̶̢͇̩̤̳̩͖̲͚͚̳͚͕͉̗͋̓ͅư̵͓͖̥̥̦͇͍̬̪̑́͐̏̂̐̎̾̐́̑̋̽̇͆̃̾̈́͌̈́̀̉͛͑̓̌͐́̊͂͒̈́̈́͘̚͠p̸̥̳͈͚̊̈́̋̀̄͐̓͆̇͑̿͊͌̍̕̕͝͠͝͠͝, of course. How could you forget L̶̢͇̩̤̳̩͖̲͚͚̳͚͕͉̗͋̓ͅư̵͓͖̥̥̦͇͍̬̪̑́͐̏̂̐̎̾̐́̑̋̽̇͆̃̾̈́͌̈́��̉͛͑̓̌͐́̊͂͒̈́̈́͘̚͠p̸̥̳͈͚̊̈́̋̀̄͐̓͆̇͑̿͊͌̍̕̕͝͠͝͠͝?

[maximax-x]

Art © me

[lotus-pear]

horrendously late entry for @luneariann’s dtiys!! congrats on one million ely i’m so proud of you <3

[hinamie]

"I'll show you every day that choosing to live was worth it"

some of my favourite scenes from @hijinks-n-lowjinks' fic things i would miss from the other side . this fic tore my heart out fr but like in a good way and i wanted to pay it homage the only way i know how <3

[linipik]

Exercises for all the homies who want to have a long career drawing.

The true problem with being an artist and drawing all day (as I wanted my whole life) is that human backs are not designed to hold that position, so it is very common for artists and designers to have really stiff shoulder blades, creating a chain of muscle strain towards the arm AND the back... and a lot of pain.

These are some physical exercises for artists and honestly anyone who works at a desk.

(all credit to my physiotherapist)

[hansoeii]

stede bunnet

[rosetinted--clouds]

rewatching lotr, as you do, but there's something hitting about Isildur getting killed by three arrows (to the back) while abandoning his men versus Boromir getting killed by three arrows (to the chest) while doing everything to save Merry and Pippin and the influence of the ring over men, idk but my heart did a thing when i noticed it :(

[chio-chan2artbox]

It’s to someone precious to me… It’s a fan letter

[fairymonk]

Vex, Vax. This world can be cruel. Filled with those who would tear it down. But it is also brimming with hope. Take care of each other. Protect your friends.

[paintedcrows]

"Bill... Can I call you that?" / "You can call me whatever you want except 'My Love'!"

"Ha ha! That's a joke! Everybody loves me!"

Y yo a ti Ford, or whatever. @fearoftriangles pointed out that in the Spanish version of The Book of Bill: Bill says Ford can call him anything but "Mi Amor" instead of anything but "Late for Dinner" and-

...I swear, Spanish translators cannot keep getting away with this

[contactlessdrivethru]

just finished opla mood

[inkskinned]

i got my isbn today for the book. 8 months to go. my mom and i were talking about what the next steps are. i was eating trail mix, standing on one foot, phone tucked into my ear.

"yeah," i said. "the problem is that tumblr as a market is like, not something that can be studied." there's this weird wave of nostalgia and affection for this place that came up over me: how lovely we avoid consumerism. okay, it sucks as a creator. but also? keep stickin' it to 'em.

my mother made the sound at the back of her throat that i also make, the one that means i've got an idea. "you should figure out some kind of reward for presale amounts. maybe you give out poems or a mug or a signed book or something. would your followers like that?" my mother is sweet, and kind, and i have no idea how to explain on this website you can buy someone crabs.

i put more m&ms down the hatch. i had to speak through peanuts and almonds. "if it passes 25 thousand i will print the book out in its entirety and eat it live on camera."

"oh god. no, you don't have to do that." she was anguished. "just tell them that you'd love them to read it, and that they've inspired you to write. you got started on that site, and they helped you keep going. raquel, you love these people. the community? you talk all the time about the other writers and artists and whatever else. tell them that you're hoping for their support, they'll come through."

"no," i assured her. i discovered i had dropped an m&m, but an ant had already found it, so it belonged to him now. i will let his little life have a surprise blue treasure in it, too. "i'm gonna fuckin' eat the book."