#time honored tradition

[monsieurenjlolras]

All these posts about how punk fashion is actually SUPER accessible and affordable because DIY is the heart of punk are ABSOLUTELY TRUE AND IMPORTANT, but also i think you guys are missing another way of afordably obtaining things from (BIG CORPORATE) stores that is extremely in the punk spirit and tradition. ya know.

[elsewhereuniversity]

How to have fun, and get banned from various places:

1. Get various "Golden" Food/Objects.

2. Find a group/location/event where many share the same roll.

3. Take a sharpie and write "To the most/best (fill in the blank)"

4. Put it in plain sight, when no one is looking (bonus points if near the focus of the event)

5. Record event and edit funny sound tracks and effects to the footage.

6. Profit.

[animutate]

[mayapapaya33]

...Does this mean that eventually, if Vex is a dedicated enough Champion to the Dawnfather, Trinket is eligible to be a warlock patron?!?! Because that is the funniest thing I could possibly imagine.

I could totally see Laura being a warlock with Trinket as her patron because that's cute and sweet and adorable and she's wanted to be a warlock for years now. On the flip side, I also see campaign 7 Sam Reigel as a warlock, his patron is a mystery. He has vaguely bear themed attire, like Fearne he enjoys collecting baubles, or trinkets if you will. Suddenly, in episode 50, he drops that his patron is an old ass bear that lives in Whitestone that he ran across in the garden as a kid. He fed the bear his dinner and gave him his last donut and then when he woke up in the morning, he could cast spells. Laura finally attempts homicide on camera. It would be amazing.

honestly, despite being Literally Just A Wolf, galdric is one of The funniest fucking characters to me. when i first heard about him before watching c1 i assumed he was atleast a dire wolf or some shit but no he's literally just a normal fucking wolf that Somehow in the tal'dorei setting reborn book manages to achieve a status high enough to be eligible to be a celestial warlock patron. hes just a fucking normal wolf. genuinely obsessed with him.

[dreemurr-reborn]

Their friendship will be tested.

[anniilaugh]

Too many beds? Build a love nest💕

[demaparbat-hp]

Oh, Aang, you're really in it now...

This is Zu—I mean, Jian Li and Katara's second meeting in the Kyoshi Warriors AU. The first proper one, anyway.

Once they get through a minor difference of opinion or two (“I can carry my own basket!” “Never said you—” “I'm not weak!” “I didn't—” “Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean—” “Would you listen for once, woman?!” ) they'll become nearly inseparable.

For now Jian Li will carry Katara's basket all the way to the Kyoshi Warriors' dojo and, once there, they'll mercilessly tease Sokka when they see him in uniform.

[yadntve]

long suffering guard at the palace walking by: waow... the king and his advisor... they couldn't be...

[letterstwomars]

Therapy Time ⚔️

with Jake the dog and Finn the human

[freebooter4ever]

Ok i was totally joking but then was looking at the photo again and the dude who seemed to be most enthusiastic about meeting geno and kept posting photos of him?

This guy. Yeah apparently hes an artist

With a cat! Its kind of adorable. Please nobody tell me those tattoos are like...something unsavory because that would be sad. He goes to museums and sketches and then does the thing:

I really want him to do a live drawing of geno pls. Like pls let me live vicariously.

Lmao your tags on that boxing post 😂 but also damn how far gone am i that i saw the photo and conceeded that 'damn these buddies of yours don't understand the concept of good photography lighting geno you need some artist friends', and then immediately was like 'wow hes so hot'.

But yes that lighting really highlights every single one of his wrinkles and the glint off his shaved head 😭 (but he's still so hot????)

oh boots, what is love if not loving a man when one sees every single one of his wrinkles and the glint off his shaved head?

[ckducky]

Kara shows us how it's done.

Not me shamelessly cashing in on my most popular fan-comic

[geminisee]

sorry for reposting op but i had to make one for myself

[glassedplanets]

🌙

[stefisdoingthings]

horror or love; which will last?

[naffeclipse]

I've been musing over a few thoughts inspired by this ask about a mafia-ish style of Apex Polarity without it being too close to Pearl Eye, and after watching a few videos of Orcas hunting their prey (which included dolphins), landed on a sort of Mafia inspired Apex Polarity AU

Also not to add another Y/N to Orclipse's growing collection but this Y/N is a white-beaked dolphin. Look! They're so beautiful!

Sirens are cunning, brutal, and take everything with teeth and claws. The strongest kill and maim at a whim. As a siren who's not particularly strong, though incredibly agile, with a tail streamlined and dark gray with white patches, fins curved and mostly black, you're somewhere at the bottom. You're doing your best to survive and avoid trouble. You pick your battles and you pick your escapes, and most importantly, you stay alive.

But then you do something really stupid: you venture where you shouldn't have.

You don't usually swim so far up north but you're hungry, and the thought of a few tasty squids distracts you from the silent waters and vast, blue emptiness. You realize a bit too late that you're not the only one hunting.

You catch the first orca siren in the distance as a dark figure, and then another. Two who immediately cut through the water, charging straight for you like shadows. Though you turn tail and bolt, you quickly spot them in the corner of your vision. They easily keep pace, their size and strength overwhelming as they flank you on both sides, wide grins flashing their deadly teeth. You can hardly look at the mismatched color of their eyes as you dodge and weave, diving down only to be cut off by one with midnight blue colors at the tip of his flukes, and shooting off to the left just to almost be snatched by the black-bone claws of a siren with bright yellow fins framing his head.

They're toying with you. You know that for a fact in how they just barely keep back, corraling you onwards, draining your already spent energy, and picking at your panicking pulse. You have no choice but to avoid the edges of their jaws and the tips of their talons, and swim in the direction they want.

You near a field of ice floes floating on the water, and though you cut into the jagged structures dipping into the sea, the orca sirens never lose you. A desperate need for air pushes you onward. One small drop of hope still burns in your chest. Despite the aching of your muscles, you steal a gulp of oxygen and dip back down once more, charging away—

Only to run smack into a third orca siren.

This one grabs you, his burning red and orange colors filling your vision. The other two orcas join to help their kin keep you in place long enough for you to truly regret ever venturing here. Between the three of what you can only assume are brothers, hands hooked over you shoulders, claws clutching your wrists, and palms pressing into your hips, you're a fish caught in a net.

You brace for a voilent end. It never arrives. Instead of digging into your sweet meat, the sirens offer you a deal. The tips of sharp fingertips trace your jawline and the soft inside of your arms and down your slick tail while they explain.

You keep watch for human ships and report back when they're getting close, and in exchange, you get the best food you can imagine, the entire Arctic Ocean to swim, and anything else you'd like. The best benefit? You're under their protection. Of course, they expect utter loyalty from you. You are no one else's. Failure to devote yourself to this work and the brothers would mean a grisly fate, but hey, you're nothing if not eager to not be torn apart. So you agree.

You have a few questions about this whole arrangement, struggling to understand why they, powerful orca sirens, bother with a smaller fish like you when they could rip you limb from limb and be done. What's with the human ships? Why task you to this? Are you just fodder so they can keep their fins nice and unscabbed? They reassure you that they'll explain in due time (the sunny one booping your nose, much to your chagrin), but for now, all you know to know is that the human ships are a problem, and you are their solution for it. You've never really encountered humans before, but they've never really encountered sirens, or so you thought.

The burning red one lets you go, but you don't slip away too far before he tugs on your flukes and tells you to follow him. It's not a request. The darker blue one leaves for a moment, jetting away as the other two guide you to a nice resting place on an icy shore. They introduce themselves, and then their brother reappears with a squid in hand, half dead, and an insistence that you eat—they could tell during the chase that you didn't have all your energy.

And that's how you unwittingly join a very powerful pod of orca brothers who may or may not be teasing and taunting you simultaneously.

[foldingfittedsheets]

There was a bunch of trick or treats I couldn’t answer and I just now decided I’m gonna draw stuff and queue them for summerween in July.