#to sum up my faves:

[louferignojr]

[onehopefuldreamer]

All Stray Gods Romance Endings

Persephone

Freddie

Pan

Apollo

[art--harridan]

[Image description: A traditional drawing of Katrina from the film Vamp. It is boldly coloured with oil pastels, and is a close-up of her face, stretched out to bare her fangs. Both her mouth and her eyes are wide open, although one of her eyes is obscured in a dark shadow. She is deeply shadowed, although the contours of her face are lit up from below in a bright and unnatural neon green, which also makes her visible eye look uncanny. There is a pink rim light around the top of her head, and deeper reds behind her. The oil pastels create a grainy texture that is offset by the rigidity of the colour blocking of the different tones of her face.]

[narutotravesties]

Sometimes you glimpse a character who barely shows up but has such tantalizing implications and possibility of depth that it haunts you forever

[pyrosomatic-metamorphosis]

apocalypse au. cannibalism. corpses. Offscreen loss of loved ones

-

“Some leather armour,” Bad notes, tugging curiously at the straps of the corpse’s armour. “Euagh, almost broken, though.” The armour gets tossed to the side. “A granola bar? Okay, we’ll take that.”

Cellbit twitches at that. He wants to ask, “Do we have to?” but there’s several reasons why he doesn’t. Protesting a backup food supply is never a good idea, for one. It’s not worth it to risk starvation just because he’s worried that the backup food supply will become their primary. He tightens his hold on the bloody sword and insists again. It’s not worth it. Instead, he says, voice rasping, “There’s too many. It’s all going to rot.”

“You think so?” Bad looks up at him, then runs a critical eye over the little encampment. Ten bodies, some larger, but all fat deposits slimmed by lasting hunger. Bad licks at the blood left on his hand from looting the corpse, considering their haul thoughtfully. “I don’t think things rot that fast, Cellbit.”

He twitches again when Bad says his name. It wasn’t an admonishment- it was barely even an opinion Cellbit should validate, knowing how long it takes Bad to consider something rotten -but there is something yearning and grieving and desperate slinking between the muscle fibers of his heart that squirms to hear that disagreement. He’s shaking. He hasn’t stopped shaking. He wants to bite the edge of his sword hard enough that his teeth will crack into sharpened splinters. He wouldn’t need the sword, then. “I don’t- we should cook it,” he says. “Some.”

Bad snaps his fingers triumphantly, as though he’d remembered something. “Pre-digestion!” he exclaims so loudly that Cellbit flinches. No birds fly away- they’ve already been scared off. “Oh! You want to save some for later? Yeah, sure, we can do that. But we should eat what doesn’t fit in the car.” Cellbit doesn’t know how to explain that he can’t eat as much as much as Bad. Not even cooked. It fills him with- it’s not envy but it isn’t not envy, either. Some dissatisfaction.

Back in the— when he was small Cellbit had always assumed that it was Bad’s size that lead him to take the larger portion of their meals. It made sense, and he always got his fill so he was happy with it. Then, when he was grown, it was frustrating. Bad could eat an entire corpse in one sitting; Cell couldn’t even get through an entire leg. He’d realized then, gnawing at bone and just waiting to be done, that Bad couldn’t have possibly eaten an entire corpse. It was childish dreams made memory, morphed by the horror and the trauma and the things he didn’t think about. And now they’ve met up again, and these are their first corpses but Cellbit knows that despite their looting Bad’s share of the resources are always depleted, even when they come across a feast and- The clever part of him is wondering how much he’s really misremembered after all.

Bad seems oblivious to Cellbit’s thoughts. “We can smoke some of this and it’ll last you a bit longer,” he suggests thoughtfully, starting to dig through the corpse’s clothes again. “It might take us some extra time, but this place is safe enough that they set up camp, and we don’t know when we’ll get the chance again. Good idea. Do you want to carve the meat or set up the smoker?”

The thing in Cellbit’s heart writhes almost giddily at the praise. He thinks that he hates it. He misses when he could fool himself into thinking he deserved it. “The meat,” rasps its way out of his throat, proving him right.

Bad lights up. Cellbit can immediately tell that he’s up to something. “In that case- I have something for you that might make it… a little bit easier.”

“What is it?”

“Close your eyes!” The bleeding part of him wails at the thought of the vulnerability, but this is Bad. He’s only alive because of him. Fitting to die because of him, too. Cellbit closes his eyes and continues to shake. The back of his teeth are dry. There’s the sound of rustling as Bad does whatever, and then a triumphant, “Ta-da~!” Cellbit gratefully takes this as his cue to open his eyes again.

Badboyhalo is holding a knife.

Badboyhalo is holding a kitchen knife. Thumb and fingers pinching either side of the blade, handle out, an offering. It’s clean, except where Bad’s hands have stained it red.

Cellbit had been calm, before, the way you are when you’re doing what you were made for. Then he had been satisfied, and excited, and then jittery and bad and happy and satisfied and dreadful. Longing and hatred and benediction and fulfillment. The sight of the knife fades all of that out. When he grabs it, those feelings turn to static. Still there, still hunting him, but forced to back away in the face of its armed prey. The world smooths out a little and hurts a bit less.

Badboyhalo has given him a knife.

“Bad-“ he says, and doesn’t choke up about it.

Bad smiles at him. Bad beams at him. “I was waiting for a good time to give it to you. I know you’ve got your sword, but I remember you telling me that knives are your favourite. Is that still true?”

Overwhelmed, Cellbit nods a little. “Thank- thank you. Obrigado, Bad.”

“De nada!” Bad chirps, cheerful as anything. He pats Cellbit on the shoulder, gently, as his tone shifts. “The sky is still blue, Cellbit. Remember that.”

He wanders away before Cellbit can bring himself to mutter, “Mas às vezes está nublado.” But it’s just Cellbit now, and his knife, and the bodies, and no one living can hear him.

He’s already dropped the sword, he realizes abruptly, clinging to his knife with both hands. He needs to pick it up and clean it before the blood coagulates. There is meat in front of him, still warm and waiting to be processed. Still, he manages to pick up the sword and wipe it in the vicinity of cleanliness on the body’s clothes, his other hand still clinging to his knife. He cuts the clothes, and drops the sword to the side.

When the knife cuts flesh, he starts to grin again. The world turns into a loving red, and he gets to work.

-

Bad feels bad.

He doesn’t dwell on it. Guilt or grief- they both started with g. It’s probably even better, even, feeling guiltier than griefier! Take away the question of accountability entirely, hold control, do what he has to do. And he has to do this.

The log in Bad’s hands cracks. He giggles at it, then takes several quick breaths as tears rapidly pool in his eyes. He doesn’t wipe them, just carefully lays the log down into his makeshift fireplace.

Bad doesn’t like hurting his friends. It’s like a bad prank that leaves lasting damage; it leaves a bad taste in his mouth. But it’s not really all that bad, all things considered. Bad isn’t hurting him or putting him in more danger. If anything, Cellbit is safer with him. They’ve done this before- anything Cellbit can’t eat, Bad can, and they know Cellbit can eat Bad. It’s better. It’s what needs to be done.

There’s a loud lowing in the distance. Bad stills as he listens to it. Out of the corner of his eye, he notices Cellbit still carving. They found someone else tonight. Bad feels some tension leak from between his shoulderblades. They’ll be fed and full, and slow in the morning. Cellbit and Bad will have more than enough time to get packed up after a rest.

Cellbit has someone left. Bad is giving him a gift, but he can’t give it yet. Bad knew exactly what he would do if it turned out his own loved ones were still around, and he knows what Cellbit would do, too.

If Cellbit knew that Roier was still alive, he’d leave.

[racingliners]

Livery Watch: BAR-Honda 05 Concept Car Testing Livery

Requested by @brawngp2009

A second request for livery watch???? brb while I excitedly run around the house.

ngl I do feel like one of those grandma memes of 'Back in my day the teams did testing liveries sometimes! :D' and I get slowly walked to bed while I natter on about the 2015 camo bull and Williams 2014 pre-Martini sponsorship all navy livery.

ANYWAY! I think testing liveries are fun actually. This particular black and grey livery was ran during the 2004-05 off season on a modified BAR 006 which was fitted with the engine for the upcoming 2005 season, and the rear end of what would become the BAR 007.

It definitely gives me stealth vibes, which in a way is funny because there's nothing stealthy about running an F1 car around an empty circuit - unless said circuit is in the middle of nowhere completely isolated from the rest of humanity. But, monochrome liveries are a really easy combo to get right, and I think that a simplified greyscale version of the team's standard livery really works for the job it needs to do.

As we know from how much I love the Mercedes W11, I think all-black glossy liveries are just gorgeous, and the pale grey stripes on the engine cover are just enough of a pop of brightness to not make the livery look too dull, but aren't so in your face that it distracts from the overall look (which the dark grey Lucky Strike logos also work well for) though it does feel a little bit empty in areas.

Honestly? This is a very sexy car. 9/10.

[minsarasarahair]

Xie Liang: I don't have time to bring this burden! Fan Aiguo: Xie Liang, to be honest. Your good luck is always brought by me.

[foxs0x]

🎶On Repeat

Rules: Shuffle your On Repeat playlist and list the first five songs in a poll, then have your followers choose their favorite!

Tagged by @elvenbeard

Oh boy, this will be a mixed bag LOL. I have such a huge variety of music in my playlist.

tagging without pressure ;D

@genocidalfetus @glitchinginthegarden @neon-pink-leitner

[housewifebuck]

Eddie does not have the right to literally be having a breakdown and crying and still be one of the hottest men I've ever seen

Like fuck me those eyes in the breakdown scene

Like damn bitch did you have an eye transplant with a fucking cow?

DAMN BITCH DID YOU HAVE AN EYE TRANSPLANT WITH A FUCKING COW

[reallyhardy]

Hi Loren! ❤ I was wondering what are your thoughts on the Ethan/Ariana thing going on right now? Of course if you don't want to answer please don't worry about it! I was just thinking of you because I was going through my old Ethan posts on my own blog and I had reblogged some stuff from you years ago and I was wondering if you had any thoughts on it. I normally don't care about celebrity stuff but the second I saw Ethan Slater literally mentioned on the news I was surprised to say the least

pretty awful tbh 😭 certainly when the news first dropped i was like denial denial denial at first but as more things come to light and more speculation arises... idk

all the posts from gracie @notasimpleslater plus all of the anons who have been sharing their thoughts have been helping me make sense of it in my own mind at least. it DOES seem like at this point that such a mess has been made and we are highly unlikely to hear any actual confirmations or recieve any sort of concrete statement from either ariana or ethan. we might know more when it comes to wicked press tours and stuff though these won't be for at least a year? but it really does seem like the press has very much been painting ethan in a negative light.

my hope really is just that lilly jay and their son can be kept out of the spotlight as much as possible moving forward, though obviously lilly has unavoidably been thrown into this already. it's been really sad to think that this has broken up a family - it's come out that lilly's brothers (ethan's in laws) have unfollowed ethan now, including isaac who made the 'new mayor of new york' webseries with ethan that i used to enjoy SO much 😭 and it sucks to think that people who were all so close and are even a family, inextricably linked, might now all be on bad terms...

[disco-lizard]

the way “Still got pictures of friends on the wall / I suppose we aren't really friends anymore / maybe I shouldn't ever have called / That thing friendly at all / Get freaked out from a knock at the door / When I haven't been expecting one / And didn't that used to be part of the fun, once upon a time?” genuinely gets me teary eyed every single time i hear it, any live rendition just makes me a thousand times more emotional

[your-fave-is-bi]

i love when people take my url at first glance it cracks me up every time. i love running this bit thats not even really a bit i just think im funny hdhg

me, a bisexual, looking for a non-fandom url back in the day: im gonna be so funny

[blueiight]

on one hand, the powerful, fast-acting antidote to the problem of von oberstein [which i wish made it to the ova] is implicitly stating that ferner would be the one designated w the task of taking out a hypothetically seditious oberstein bc if he was so bold to attempt to kill reinhard & smart enough to save his own ass, then theres no way hed be intimidated by or coerced (lol) by obes calm oblique nature. on the other hand, i am a fujoshi. on my third appendage , im noting how ironic it is that everyone was wary of obes for sedition when it was rly Mr. Hes got Misogyny In His Eye’s🤎 they needed to watch out for

[phagodyke]

this new sufjan album is going to fully rearrange my brain chemistry I can already feel it

[racingliners]

tagged by @comraderoscoes, tyyy!!! 💚

albums I've been listening to recently:

Speak Now (Taylor's Version) - Taylor Swift / Chasing Lights - The Saturdays / Bond 25 - Royal Philharmonic Orchestra

tagging (only if you want to!): @rossocorsaseb @usersewis @oneblckcoffee @youreamonocoque and @applejuiceboxhero

[itachi86]

“you’ve sworn allegiance to magic glue” haha i love jack atlas