new fav ship prospect is buddy and fabian. imagine growing up intensely religious and conservative and not only do you end up with rich asshole bisexual disaster boyfriend but he sincerely suggests you meet his godless hellish pirate devil prince father. there’s something very charming in all that.

I just want to share the joy of our Russian Rivamika fandom.

Alexander Rusakov is the main voice of Levi in Russia, he loves and ships Rivamika!

For many years, on his lives on YouTube he mentions a couple of the strongest, also gives joy to the whole fandom, because he was that man who founded the voice-over studio that voices the Attack on Titan and their work is most beloved in my country.

And here's a little video that literally blew up the entire Russian Rivamika fandom, after which we were staying shocked for a few more days! And how many video edits were made on his legendary "For Mikasa"...

Attention! Especially for us, he re-recorded this phrase in a cleaner sound!

I'm so grateful to him for his work and love for RM!

P. S. Even if Mappa loses iconic "stay with me here moment" and it won't be animated in the final episode, he promised to record a separate version for us 💔😭

i don't think a lot of people understand what being outside the binary or genderless actually means

yo anyone interested in hearing my dead serious tf2 magical girl-esque au?

Effloresce snippet

Amren shoved the torch his way. “I will not break the protections on this city,” she paced forward, deceptively delicate hands flat to smoothed stone, before curling to dig right in, “Not with war coming. But I won’t make things worse either.” The wall did not open, it fractured. On crack, a hundred, a thousand webbing out in silver light, swept away into nothing. Her brisk steps changed in sound- worn stone to sharp clicking tile, and Cassian swallowed. Raised the torch, and tried to understand what he was seeing. The hollowed heart of the watching mountain, a blue-tiled temple, strung in glass, in gemstone, murals shining overheard further than he could see. Blue on blue on blue, every shade of sky. Amren simply waved her hand, cobwebs and dust incinerated in a flash that left his eyes dazzled. When he could blink, it had not changed. “This is,” Cassian couldn’t finish the words. The thought. “I have been alive,” Amren kicked at something that chimed back, the soft sound of water echoing. Carrying, sudden luminesce growing as it poured to fill channels in the floor, to drip down pathways, liquid blued sunlight, “Since before the Court of Night was even an idea. Before this city was built up from an old bedrock of blood. Eons before I was meant to handhold a High Lord hellbent on ruining all that came before.” Cassian swallowed. “So this is”- “What you see in Nesta Archeron’s eyes, I imagine,” Amren purred, before turning to grin, catlike and terrible. “Magic. Temporarily contained.” “Whose magic?” Cassian didn’t need the answer, but he had to hear it. Had to- blue on blue on blue only where it was not overlaid with wings in a hundred dark colors, the ever-giving sky alit in the ever-giving miracle of life. Wind, water, and light.

He had never seen an Illyrian temple- they did not exist now- but something in him recognized the call all the same.

okay....... what if.... longtail was crookedstar`s son??

if a character means enough to me i will truly never stop thinking about them. i just retire them into a little back room in my brain and periodically bring them out to stare at them under a little light

Hell's most vanilla couple

obsessed w these boneheads as of late :]

may i present to you the insufferable pair in chibi

friend wanted to see my tumblr, and when i told him i can’t show it to him bc it’s basically my personal diary he went “oh so I can’t see it but a bunch of strangers on tumblr can??” he literally does not get me. no one will get me like the people in my phone get me

I have nothing to say about the AOT final. I was waiting for at least a little high-quality interaction of the Ackermans. At least a lil conversation or support for each other. Mappa actively doesn't want to give us moments with them because they doesn't like Akkerbond? Or what? I am very disappointed and upset.

Loved Rivamika, love Rivamika and will love Rivamika for the rest of my life. Thank you for everything, my dear Levi and Mikasa💚💙

Portrait of a Gentleman by Charles Spencelayh // Some Guy in the background of a screenshot from Death Note (2006)

something bad happened to you, and you died, and you came back wrong.

not wrong all the way. the little ways. you forget important dates, stopped going out with friends. it's harder to make you smile. you're apathetic towards things you used to love, afraid of places you used to go to cheer up. quieter. flinching. different.

you came back for love. you're still here for love. what pulled you back was a brightness so loud that even death couldn't outshout it. death heard the call and smiled at you and said okay. go home. somebody is waiting for you.

but you came back different. like lot's wife; you've turned into salt. you used to chirp through life in hops and skips; but now you lose skin just standing up. you have to move slower, skimming across this world without-touching-it. most things feel dull - until they're suddenly all-too-much. life, and being alive just rushes up and over you and you get hopelessly crushed.

you try to explain it to them: it is ugly, but this is what you are, now. the huge golden hoop of your halo now a little bronze ring. you are still watering your plants and wearing the same clothes. after all, you worked hard to come home. this life; so odd and off-color, now that you are wrong.

but they waited for you - it's just that they wanted the "you" that happened before this. the "you" that could sing in the show and hug people tight and look at a blade without breaking down to cry. the you with a smile in pictures. god, holyshit, it's like looking at a completely different person, isn't it. that other-you; the one they actually wanted.

you are the consolation prize. you are the body that forgot the ghost. you are the memory of the bad thing, and the death after; like you are wearing that memory as a banner. you are a fragment, an assembly. simulacrum. you don't make eye contact in mirrors, afraid the light will glance off and your true nature will flash back at you.

you hear them talk about it in their hushed, desperate whispers. sometimes they even admit it to your face; harsh and violent, acid thrown at christmas dinner. god, can you just fucking be normal again. you do not remember what normal is. you had to climb so far to get back here; you are far too exhausted. you want to open the glass door of your heart and show all the gears. can you help resolve whatever got messed up?

you try so, so hard. you came back for them. because you believed they would love you, even when you were so horribly broken. because you believed they would be patient. because you believed unconditional meant "without exception." you cannot do things the same way. you just get tired too quickly these days.

you want to put them on a couch and pour them the tea with hands that shake more than they remember. you want to line them up and draw them a map of where you have had to wander. you want to show every bruise in a backsplash; the little helpless ant of your soul carrying all that weight, over and over. you want to say: yes! it is different! but i did it for love!

you want to say: "i'm not the same, but i'm yours and i'm here. can that be enough?"

you think YOU had a bad day at work?

bonus: sid shrieking "no!!!! NO!!!!!" loud enough to be heard in the stands and on camera

HALLOWEEN GAME TIME!!! WE'RE GOING TRICK OR TREATING!!!

ON THE DAY OF HALLOWEEN ask me or anyone else that's reblogged this, "trick or treat" and you shall recieve a random thing in your trick or treater bucket! What thing?

THAT'S UP TO WHO'S BLOG DOOR YOU'RE KNOCKING ON!!

A little doodle of their blorbo? An incorrect quote? A drawing of a little cat? A fun fact about bees? A little drabble (100 words I mean but do as you will) for a random thing? A photo of their pet dog? A headcanon? A fic recommendation? A random meme? An OC? A link to their current favourite song? A nice, virtual slap in the face? A trick? A treat? WHO KNOWS!!! NOT YOU OR ME THAT'S FOR SURE!!! (Just no screamers or shit like that of course lets not forget that lmao)

Why am I saying this now instead of on the day of the game? So anyone else that wants to play has plenty of time to prepare a little handful of things for the trick or treaters!!

Remember, it doesn't have to be anything big!!! You can be the blog that's giving everyone images of rotisserrie chicken you found on google, or you can be the blog that's giving everyone pictures of your cat if you want!! This is a low spoons and low stress game so do whatever you want to do that's easy for you!! Be a mix of everything or just give a 'hi!' it doesn't matter, it's all in good fun!! And we can trick or treat each other too, of course. Not as fun if you can't get any tricks or treats too, right? Anyone can trick or treat and anyone can be trick or treated!

I recommend making/queueing a post on the day so everyone knows you're playing btw (anyone that reblogs this post will get one off me too if they don't say otherwise in tags and if I remember I said this)

FOR TRICK OR TREATERS!!!

All you gotta do is send an ask with 'trick or treat' in it on Halloween! Halloween day!! 31st of October!! Day of spooky!! That's it!! (And if you go on anon no one will know if you come back again but I didn't tell you that lmao) I'll be answering any I get when it's Halloween in my timezone and I'm sure I won't be the only one so if you ask earlier, hang tight! It's probably not Halloween yet or they don't have time just yet cause it's a Tuesday! I believe that's everything so...

Have fun guys!!