#they hold my heart in their hands

[constellation-skirmishes]

if you know me yes you do if you don't hi i'm lukka and i draw lots of characters, but mainly the skywalkers and anyone who crosses paths with them. :)

[chilling-seavey]

Oh my boys did SO WELL today

Oscar drove so, so, so brilliantly - I’m still gagged over that turn one triple overtake and, later, him gliding past THE Charles Leclerc. And even after the [redacted] issue with [redacted] Carlos, he fought to get so far up the order and got that fastest lap point!!!

And LANDO. We all knew he could do it!!! He beat THE Max Verstappen!! Everything was in his favour today, the sun was shining for him. Absolutely glowing. And that gap he kept between him and Max?! So impressive. I’m in awe of him today and always.

[diamondzart]

I 3D MODELED KIWI SNIPER YES

That artwork by @redmarqar made me lose my shit and I realized that if I don’t turn him into a low-poly 3D thingy right here and now I’d DIE on spot. So I sat down and made this in one evening!

🎷You spin me right round baby right round~~~

🔧Blender 3.6, Eevee render engine. 422 polygons (802 tris). I'm so proud ahaha

If this gets recognition I may even decide to rig and animate him... So please, if you like it, reblogs appreciated!!!

[dedicatedfollower467]

one of the things i love about ebenezer scrooge, and a christmas carol in general, is that, unlike most fictional rich people, scrooge doesn't allow himself the luxuries that he denies to others.

like. he is enormously wealthy, but does he spend his money on good food and nice things and indulgences? no. he keeps his house dark because it's cheaper to not light things, he eats gruel, he barely even makes a big enough fire to heat himself, let alone the room. he scrimps and pinches pennies everywhere he can - including in areas that other people would consider "necessities" rather than "luxuries."

the story of a christmas carol is as much about ebenezer scrooge coming to realize that his misanthropy and miserliness is making himself as miserable as it's making everyone around him, and learning to once again take joy in living in a way he hasn't allowed himself since he was a boy.

it's genuinely cruel to ebenezer scrooge to compare him to assholes like elon musk and jeff bezos.

for all that he is a terrible, terrible person, at least scrooge isn't a damn hypocrite.

[backjustforberena]

I wonder if any of them knew it was all for her.

[basslinegrave]

random monarch trio stuff (and 24 is also there yeah)

[panthermouthh]

“You doubtless recollect these papers. Here they are. Everything is related in them which bears reference to my accursed origin… the minutest description of my odious and loathesome person is given, in language which painted your own horrors and rendered mine indelible. I sickened as I read.”

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

oh hey! i was reading a fic the other day where Wangji was once misspelled as Wangu. which leads me to: MDZS Pingu-style??? noot noot!

Do you think love can bloom on the sea ice?

[demigods-posts]

percabeth angst post-Tartarus will always have my heart. the fics where when they apart, they go borderline batshit crazy? phenominal. because yeah you fall into hell with someone and they become your reminder of all that is good, so there absence feels like hell. the fics where one of them has a nightmare and the other is the only one to bring them out of it? top tier. because yeah the sound of the other's voice is enough to remind them that on their darkest nights there is light in the world, so of course they respond like one soul calling out to its other half. these two will be the end of me. just know that.

[starry-bi-sky]

No.

No, no, no, no, NO!

He's shaking. His heart is burning in his chest, pounding like a jackhammer against his ribs, and there's a trembling, aching rage building beneath his tongue and pressing against his teeth.

In his hands, his fingers tense and wrists locked, the article reads in big, black font: JOKER LOCKED IN ARKHAM ASYLUM AGAIN!

Danny shouldn't feel so angry about this, this is a good thing. Gotham doesn't have to deal with him for another few months at the least. He should feel relieved, a little more at peace.

He is not.

He cannot swallow the fury thudding behind his eyes, the burning white heat searing a deeper hole in his chest. A searing green filling static in his ears in the way only the rage of the restless dead can have.

How is he going to kill him now?

Arkham may be the only asylum in America made entirely of tissue paper, but it's still an asylum. There are cameras, guards, other patients resting inside. Danny can think of a million different ways to sneak in and kill Joker, but someone will hear his screaming.

It'd have to be rushed.

He doesn't want it to be rushed.

It's a cruel thought. Cruel and cold and merciless, but Danny doesn't feel an ounce of shame, not an ounce of guilt, for it. He wants to be alone with the Joker when he kills him, that's all he wants. In Arkham, you are never alone.

He forces his anger to bubble back down into his chest, stuffing it between his heartstrings and his ribs like a blanket you're trying to bunch up into a corner. It sizzles and burbles. The static begins to fade out into a high-pitched ringing; it sounds like distant screaming.

Danny is still trembling, but he can think a little clearer now.

He can wait.

He can wait. He can wait. He can wait. He canwait. Hecanwait. Hecanwait.

He can wait.

He's waited five years for this. He can wait one more week. One more month. One more year. However long it takes for the Joker to break back out, Danny can wait.

And when the Joker does, inevitably, break out.

Danny uncrinkles his fingers around the edges of the newspaper, loosens his limbs just enough so he can pay for it.

He'll be waiting.

The dead, after all, have all the time in the world.

[daizylament]

why does everything give me the ick lol

[theseventhveil1945]

KILL BILL VOL. 2 (2004) dir. Quentin Tarantino

[avastyetwats]

The way Stede looks at Izzy when he comes out dressed and singing is everything to me.

[nikolai-alexi]

Orion: you know, Regulus, when I was your age—

Regulus: when you were my age you fucked your second cousin. take a step back, cousin-father.

[rosemilo]

"You may hold my hand for a while, but you hold my heart forever"

[thebirdandhersong]

You know I actually CAN do it with a broken heart. By the grace of God and the power of hot showers, regular meals, the daily little treat, and a surprising divine gift called laughter.