#they're cowards

[dangenderenvy]

mr amazing get the FUCK off twitter and come ask tumblr for theories. see what happens.

[landrinha]

You could have spoken in any language but you chose the language of TRUTH.

i think the biggest reason why some book devil's minion readers don't like tv devil's minion is because y'all just don't like old ppl. you just don't like the fact they aged daniel. i'm sorry you're so blinded by your ageism that you can't see past it to find how ingenious it is that they made daniel older. what a bunch of cowards.

[twelvemonkeyswere]

everyone always says Noi Dorohedoro is very hot and as proof they show you the picture of her in a corset as if Noi didn't spend most of the time looking like this:

and occassionally like this:

appreciate Noi as she normally is or perish is what I say

[novanaa]

a coward is truly the worst thing you can be

[christinafaaaye]

forget kissing tbh, I'd love to see them hug each other in a genuine embrace. none of that half-assed shit. i want to see a real goddamn hug.

[eris-and-lokis-love-child]

When's the last time you fuckers held a protest outside a mega-church?

That's right, never.

Do that even ONCE and we can talk about you potentially using that excuse.

I hate the excuse of "well we hate Christian zionists too" as a way to get out of being called antisemetic

A) hating Christian zionists doesn't mean you are not antisemitic. You can hold more than one viewpoint on a topic

B) people who say that never give the same energy to Christian zionists.

Like I've ever only seen jewish zionists call out Christian zionists for only supporting Israel so they can have the return of the messiah.

[spicyraeman]

I just think she's neat <3

[strugglingsapphic]

i haven't seen anyone do a clothes swap prompt so.. to the salon!!☝️ (i'm so sorry mutuals that i keep posting them the brainrot is unreal) SO

Chloe showing up to her first class of the day in a red sweatshirt with Red's heart emblem front and center. And the entire school, teachers and uma included, get severe whiplash from the amount of look backs they do because this is THE chloe charming, the personification of baby blue and to see her in a color that isn't white, gold, or blue is like hell freezing over, because why would she be wearing her roommates clothes because they're not dating (to their knowledge at least but they've been girlfriend for weeks).

And Red, poor red who has no idea why she keeps getting looks in the hallway, doesn't have a class with Chloe until before lunch and she hasn't seen her since that morning when chloe left for classes (and she's sure chloe didn't wear it out of the dorm). She walks into the classroom and goes stock still because there is her girlfriend sitting at their usual table, in her color in HER sweatshirt (which where the hell had that been, she's been looking for that for weeks at this point and Chloe has apparently stolen it the little thief). But now she has to sit through class while the love of her life (she knows it's still early to call her that but she'll never love someone as much as she does her bluey, her princess) is in her color and they have hours till they're back in their dorm and she can kiss her senseless and Red vows to give Chloe any article of clothing she wants as long as it's red, as long as it's shows everyone that chloe is hers

(chloe is still chipping away at adding blue to reds palette, because it's only fair)

[shorthaltsjester]

@percahliaweek -- Day 7: Yours / Later

The Legend of Vox Machina, Seasons 1&2&3* // The Queen of Nothing by Holly Black

[randyzorra]

Hear me out--

Trans Kung Lao

He and Johnny are fwb (Kenshi knows and is fine with it)

[glitter-stained]

After a mission together, Jason takes one look at Dick's posture as he stares down at the city, and takes him to one of his favourite rage rooms.

Jason finds the dead body of a child he tried but couldn't save. Dick watches Jason punch a wall and tear at his own hair and manhandles him on a chair, shoves an icepack by his ribcage and teaches him to breathe.

It's okay. Your anger is not shameful. You don't have to be afraid of it, and there's no need to laugh and hide while it's boiling under your skin. You have a right to your own rage.

It's okay. Your anger is not violence, your emotions have not doomed you to be the worst version of yourself. You were not made for all this blood. You can live through the rage without letting it consume you.

[flufflecat]

this is the most beautiful creature on earth and I will kill someone if it asks me to

[captainhysunstuff]

22 more images (with some saucy shenanigans and immature "seduction" tactics towards the end) below the cut:

Ryuk makes his grand return and is brought up to speed with Light and L's immoral union. The date seems pretty successful~.

Next (Mature)

Next (Super Abridged)

Previous

First

Master List

Transcript

[comics-centalx]

Take notes Dc. Take. Notes.

[lilithofpenandbook]

It makes me SO MAD when people say "there are kind Slytherins 🥺🥺🥺" and show a picture of fucking SLUGHORN

Slughorn? You mean "oh I didn't think a muggleborn would be this talented" Slughorn?

Slughorn as in the Slughorn who told Tom Riddle, a child KNOWN for being a lil twisted, about HORCRUXES just to look good?

Slughorn who didn't even notice a fucking cult being formed in his own house???

People like to blame Dumbledore for the cult, but tell me why it's his fault and not the HEAD. OF. HOUSE? Dumbledore isn't an all powerful all seeing wizard! He's a human who happens to be intelligent and skilled at magic but NOT All Seeing! How is he gonna know Tom Riddle's forming a cult when one) he wasn't even HEADMASTER and two) SLUGHORN was Tom's head of house and should have been aware of it happening UNDER. HIS. NOSE?

Like, even in Snape's time, where the fuck was Horace Slughorn? Where was he when the Mauraders were abusing his own student? Where was he when Lucius and the others were grooming the younger children? Where was he when all of this was happening?

Yes, McGonagall should have disciplined her students. But Slughorn's under a greater responsibility to protect his. Yes, headmaster Dumbledore should have probably intervened in the cult forming. But Slughorn's under a greater responsibility to intervene and inform the headmaster.

For fuck's sake, he wasn't even a good teacher! How did a 16 year old child manage to correct all the incorrect potions in the book and not the FUCKING. TEACHER?!

Horace Slughorn is NOT a "kind Slytherin".

He's the worst one.

[dirtytransmasc]

imagine if Aeron and Davos survived the burning of the mill and had to witness the merciless carnage of the Blackwoods against the Bracken's after Daemon orders Willem to turn the Bracken's to Daemon's side.

imagine them finding each other in the chaos. Davos cannot stand for it, because he loves Aeron, and these are Aeron's people, and they are but women and children, even if they're still Bracken's. they could be his aunt's or little cousins or even nieces or nephews. hurting his family feels wrong.

Aeron is angry, his people are being pillaged and tortured, women and children are going missing and being slaughtered in their homes, in their beds. his lovers kin is doing this, they're savaging his people for holding strong.

and then they find one another. Aeron is blazing with fury, even as the flames lick at and singe his still healing wounds. Davos, usually the one itching for a fight, for the spill of blood, looks pale at the scene around them.

Aeron throws a punch, not giving the Blackwood a chance to attack him and move onto the next victim, not able to see anything past the others red clothing and Blackwood sigil, but Davos catches it, hiking the other's hand gently.

"Babe killers, all of you, you- why are you doing this?" comes Aeron's agonized cry, unable to free his hand, choosing to swing with his non-dominant hand, aiming for Davos's chest. Davos lets him, before taking that one too. "you stoop so low to attack women in their beds, spill their and their children's blood on their very own sheets, steal our food, all because we had honor?"

he's teary eyed even as his face flushes with anger, his ears tinge bright red, his beautiful hair hanging in his face, in his eyes. his lips look like they're red from crying and biting. it's still torn, like the high of his cheek. he favors one leg over the other. he's still wounded from battle.

Davos can see that he is beautiful, even in a moment like this, and his kin are tarnishing that beauty.

"I'm sorry," is all he can say. he squeezes Aeron's hands in his own. "I'm sorry, I-" what does he say? what could he say? does he betray his house and apologize for their actions? would he even be believed? would that hurt Aeron's heart more?

he doesn't say anything else, not yet, just drops Aeron's hands so he can take his face, holding just tight enough that Aeron can't pull away. he doesn't kiss him, just looks in his eyes, lets their pain and fury wash over him.

"this is wrong!" Aeron cursed

"I know."

"can't you see it's wrong?"

"I do"

"why won't you stop them? why won't you make it stop?"

"I can't."

"can't? or won't?" his eyes were dark now.

"can't. if I stop them, try to stop them, they will put a blade in my heart, it will have been for nothing."

"then you're a coward." it felt like a punch. it was true. even if he could stop this, he wouldn't. he was afraid. he could not stand between his kin and the Bracken's.

"I am... but if it were the other way around, would you?"

Aeron sighed, the fight leaving him. he leaned into Davos, their foreheads coming together.

"no."

Davos was not angry at the answer - they were just boys and this was war. they were boys and their people had been fighting for longer than they could comprehend. they were just boys and they were afraid- instead, he just kissed him softly, praying no one would see them, or if they did, then they would just strike them down here where they stood, that they would let them die together, tangled into one.

"they had honor. they would not be forced to pledge for another simply because they were afraid of death. their honor was meant with depravity." Aeron whispers through tears now.

Davos nodded. they did have honor. more honor than his own kin had.

"I'm sorry."

Aeron didn't speak again, just held onto him, wrapping his arms around his back, taking hold of his cloak, balling it up in shaking fists. Davos moved to copy him, threading one hand into his soft hair, gently smoothing it with his thumb, and the other wrapping around his waist.

they stayed there. through the screams and the cries and the smell of smoke and the calls of animals being herded from their fields. they were together, two boys hiding in the forest as their houses slaughtered each other.