#this is how i played houses exactly

[sieglinde-freud]

just ran up and finger gunned him to death this game is not real

[shirecorn]

Tumblr keeps popping up to sell me ad free dashboard. But what it doesn't understand is that me and the ads have a sort of symbiosis at this point.

The guys from the fake gameplay trailers for a predatory mobile app are my blorbos

[welcometogrouchland]

I just think Hunter was obsessed with Willow and didn't even know it during the period from any sport in a storm to labyrinth runners. They maybe don't talk as often as they could, they're both busy and have conflicting schedules, so when they do talk, Hunter absorbs everything she says.

After roughly 3 weeks of texting (hexting? I feel like the kids would call it hexting), He knows that her favorite colour is orange, she likes her tea with extra milk and a bit of honey during winter, she likes working out to the noisiest angriest music in her playlist, her dad Gilbert is a construction witch who specialises in pottery, she used to listen to breakup songs and think about her childhood best friend (Hunter doesn't know it's Amity) and she actually has a mild pollen allergy despite being a plant witch and has to take potions for it.

He casually drops all this info piece by piece during their stay in the human realm and willows like. Well I can't not marry him. It'll have to be a winter or fall wedding to account for her allergies </3

[gaylos-lobos]

actually before i go to sleep

giving Luz the same kinda shot composition here directly after finding out what happened to King and Eda (and telling Camila that she hasn’t changed her mind about returning back to Gravesfield after rescuing the two) while dressed as Azura (someone she admires) to when Philip arrived to the isles in search and rescue for Caleb (<- if getting there was accidentally or not does not matter) while dressed in his attire or at least clothes that resembles them, truly driving home the point of how similar the two of them are and how they really are just mirrors of the other

[fridayiminlovemp3]

the beach boys like is panic at the disco for men in their late forties

[thebuttsmcgee]

Man. I just get so actually legitimately sad each time I remember that toh ended and that we live in the post-toh world. Like it really is over.

Ms Dana Terrace has said that she'd like to do more given the chance (and after some quality time off of bigger projects, just to chill), but as far as we know, it's the end.

Heck, we barely got anything after the final episode, no books, no special merch, no dedicated little chibi shorts, nothing really, aside from the, thankfully fun, get-togethers of the cast and crew!

Idk. Ah well actually nah, I do know, that this show just meant an enormous lot to me. Incredibly huge, the kind that you can't break away from and wouldn't want to anyway. The kind that feels like, man, where would I be without it.

Happy 1 Year, to the end of The Owl House. Thank you, The Owl House.

I hope the future is bright, for all of us.

[velvetjune]

for only showing up in the live action segments, it’s absurd how much mr door and thomas zane have consumed my thoughts. could not even begin to imagine what mr door’s role is in future games, let alone anything for zane, but the mystery only adds to the intrigue. so much of this goes to just how phenomenal the actors are—they performed every scene with intention and charisma

[moonchild-in-blue]

Just got here. Tf is happening?

[roadimusprime]

Oh my god, Erik

[fingertipsmp3]

I love the sims 2 because it will completely wreck your shit right when you’re least expecting it

[savior-of-humanity]

@maykrisms -- continued from here!

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To be honest, Cassius had been expecting a demon or some other terrible bloodthirsty beast to jump out at him when the door opened. To instead be met with a ten-foot tall robot holding what looked like a demonic version of the Great Slayer's Crucible was... a surprise, to say the very least.

He blinks when Hayden speaks. Once, twice, his mind trying to play catch-up with a language he hasn't spoken in what might be decades. Thankfully, he still remembers enough of it to understand the former Maykr - and didn't seem to recognize him through the mechanical filter of his voice. His gaze naturally drifted to the demonic crucible in the cyborg's hand, but the sight combined with his voice still doesn't spark any sort of recognition as to who Hayden actually was.

"How do you know me?" Cassius would ask in perfectly fluent Argenta. He'd grown so much since he was a younger lad, almost as tall as his father but noticeably skinnier in physical build. He already had his fair share of facial scars, giving him an even closer similarity to the Great Slayer.

"And, to be fair, I didn't ask to end up here." Which was... mostly true. He'd only been following the trail of where his father had gone; he still didn't have a clue as to how he even ended up here, let alone outside of Hell at all, in the first place.

[memorys-skyscraper]

the scene in yakuza 5 where shinada and milky dance on the roof talking about how they should run away and start over in a new town with new jobs and new lives, only for milky to abruptly stop and let shinada go when she gets called back downstairs to work, while shinada is sent stumbling by suddenly being let go until he too comes to a stop, burns a hole in my brain

[throwaway-yandere]

Everyday I feel like an idiot cuz I'd look up the yandere dimitri tag to see if there are new fics and become a sad puddle when there's nothing when I can just. Write. It. Myself? I can. I can write. Somewhat decently. The frick is stopping me.

And then I remember I have real world responsibilities and the cycle repeats for the next day hAHAHAHHAHA. Aight, going to sleep. It's time for that new samsara.

[pageofheartdj]

I am so in love that Collector lacks empathy! It doesn't make him evil!

He is just too far away from anyone else. He doesn't grow up as quickly as everyone else, doesn't get hurt that easily, his normal playing can uproot so many lives at best.

He doesn't get mortality of others. There is no shared experience for Collector to use. He could have use similar emotional background, but being feared/worshipped once again puts a distance between them. They are a complete different beings and so with low empathy and no proper teaching how to behave around the little creatures, Collector has practically no way to grasp how much different they are.

He has no care about it. He doesn’t think about it, he immediately applies his own norms and doesn’t see that this is not how it works for others.

Their pain is not like his, where he will stand up and brush away the dust, they might not stand up at all. Not that he will notice it, already moving on to the next game. Just like children pretend-die, he might see it just like that. With a stray thought ‘they will get up’ he is already gone. And what if they don’t get up, what then? Was he ever face to face with it? Was he ever forced to acknowledge that they will never get up?

His violence is ignorant, his cruelty is childish.

He is in great need of someone explaining things to him. Make him care about following the rules that others make.

It’s not like his goal is to hurt people and bring chaos. He wants to play, he wants friends. Friends that will not lie or use him, geniune ones, that’s a good motivator to actually start caring about small creatures needs.

[ereborne]

Song of the Day: May 15

"Isn't She” by Carolina Rain

[angeltannis]

I had never seen (and really knew nothing about) Whatever Happened to Baby Jane?, but now that I have, I think it was a REALLY good, symbolic choice to be the movie that’s playing during the theater scene of House of Wax 2005. Deranged sibling keeps disabled sibling trapped and isolated from everyone else. I kind of assumed they just picked “creepy old black and white movie” for the backdrop of that scene, but no, they put some real thought into it! I like that