#why spinning

[theboxfort]

Peace and love

[vvanillavveins]

Is she Lucy Westenra, or is she just a vessel for the writer's barely disguised fantasy of a women being punished for her promiscuity? Is she really"Bram Stoker's" Lucy Westenra: a naive, innocent 19 year old, with a cheery personality and a bright future ahead of her? Or has the writer instead just slapped her name on an OC that behaves nothing like her, and- with none of the grace or decorum that Lucy's tragically short story deserves- sexualized her slow and agonising death as much as possible, whilst very unsubtly doing their best to blame her for being murdered, so that we won't object to her being killed again later in an even more gruesome and sexual manner?

[bigfatbreak]

Birds of a Feather previous / next

[the-voldsoy]

Sam, a child about to get traumatised, already sobbing: Hello?

Dr Welling, about to do the weirdest most extreme strip routine known to man:

[amazingdeadfish]

It's the Spookie Month

[heartorbit]

figure skating set right now please. thanks

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Why are you running?

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[freckleslikestars]

Fred, you had a part people loved. I mean, my TV Guide interview was six paragraphs about my BOOBS and how they fit into my suit. No one bothered to ask me what I do on the show.

Sigourney Weaver as Gwen DeMarco in Galaxy Quest (1999)

[hiraethminds]

postcannon basball part 1

Next>

[solidaritygaming-fanblog]

Do not let these two near each other. Oh my god the angst that would occur

[aalesu]

Why did no one tell me about the time Langa thought "Reki was hitting on me :0"

LANGA CANONICALLY THINKS REKI HAS BEEN FLIRTING WITH HIM OMFG

That right there👆 is the official comic "chill out" btw

[phoenixcatch7]

Okay but it's super interesting how

Din = Power = Ganondorf

Naryu = Wisdom = Zelda

Farore = Courage = Link.

Because Din, in the hylian creation myth, created the physical world. Naryu then created the laws - gravity, time, etc. And Farore finally created life - plants and people.

Din created the body, naryu the mind, Farore the soul.

And the triforce and its wielders so perfectly reflect that.

Ganon is physical power, he is big and intimidating and he breaks things. He is cunning and determined, but that's not what he focuses on. He is might makes right.

Zelda is wisdom and cleverness. She is stall tactics and information and team work. She is a powerful mage with a spine of steel, but that's not how she'll win. She is the pen being mightier than the sword.

Link is courage and persistence. He is the wild card sneaking behind enemy ranks, always moving, plunging into terrifying situations head first. He's a phenomenal fighter with a keen wit, but that's not what will get him through his challenges. He is bravery not being the absence of fear but the triumph over it.

They sit in perfect parallels to each other.

And ganon is reborn through his body - his resurrection is immortality. No matter how low he is cast, as long as he has a body he can claw his way back. He can cling to his power, build it ever higher.

Zelda is reborn through the magic of her bloodline. It's the accumulated knowledge handed down for generations, the unique power she must master, the skills she must develop to survive and get her kingdom out the other side intact. Even her name, the knowledge of herself, is handed down from all the way from the very first. Her ancestors knowledge of her future presence, her stability, is what gives her the edge.

Link is reborn in spirit. He is not bound by flesh or blood. Just like his wanderlust soul he can reappear in any time or place. His variation, his unpredictability, is exactly how he fights. It's what makes him so hard to pin down.

Ganons need to build strength means he can't chase after link. Links impulsiveness means zelda can outwit him. Zeldas stationary predictability means she's an easy target for ganon.

But the other direction?

Fire melts ice, ice redirects lightning, lightning burns fire.

And that's the very essence of the triforce.

[menlove]

like sorry not to sound crazy and Spread Misinfo but this really is insane. this is wild. this is such a like casual display of possessiveness that you really don't see outside of people that are actively fucking. there's absolutely 0 need for it. his one leg is sooo far back and it's so entirely purposeful to just be putting his entire thigh and dick on paul's back. like he is Stepped Forward to do this. like what the hell is this man 😭

[thatsmutbean]

Plan was to draw them all full body like Kori but I'm tired sorry

Kori - @xmajordumps - been eating your aus up i love toxicity

Noor - @runningwithscizzorz - i love the divorce and your artstyle <3

Amyntas - @oneofthosenightbees - i love the outfits and the yuri and the cannibalism

The Lamb - @aveloka-draws - Paisa me gusta tu au un montón me lo quiero comer

Lambert - @bamsara - your fic gave me worms i love it its like you put crack on it or smth

[romancantthinkofausername]

if youre cold, theyre cold put them in the microwave

[stars-obsession-pit]

Suddenly half-human

Danny was a full ghost hanging out in a random spot in the Zone when suddenly a rift in space tore open on top of him.

His very essence shifted as strange energies poured into him from a previously-unfathomable direction.

No longer pure ectoplasm. Something new, something living in a deeply foreign way.

A force suddenly pulled him to collide with cold, solid ground.

He felt different.

His whole body felt weighed down as if encased in thick rubber, preventing him from shapeshifting or even just floating up. Something thudded to life inside his chest, pumping a new fluid throughout his insides.

As he continued to lay there in shock, his chest began to burn.

Instincts he didn’t fully understood kicked in and his mouth flung open, gasping for breath. The burning subsided as his chest continued to heave.

What the hell? Since when did he need to breathe?

He heard three young, panicked voices from across the room. He flopped his head in their direction and took in their appearances semi-deliriously, still trying to pull his thoughts back together.

They were humans. Living, breathing humans. A tall redheaded girl, a boy in a beanie and glasses, and a girl in what he believed was referred to as “goth” clothes.

Wait… was he human now?

Awkwardly clambering to his feet, leaning against the wall of the strange tunnel for balance, he tried to give them a grin. It probably came out a bit more unhinged than he intended.

“So, uh, any idea what just happened?”