i’m sorry i know it was objectively rooted in logic but watching annabeth and grover plop percy’s pasty, anemic, dying ass down in some tourist fountain and intensely splash water on him like he’s some toddler they don’t know how to bathe is probably the funniest fucking thing i’ve seen in a good while
i know not many people would want to read a 10,000 word article about the minecraft end poem and how the author, Julian Gough, was never fairly compensated for his work and has made it public domain.
But it's a very well-written and heartfelt read, and he makes it very clear that none of this is a cash-grab and despite the fact that he is essentially a starving artist in this capitalist society, he only mentions his financial struggles despite Minecraft's huge huge success at the bottom of this article and not in the tweets so as to not dilute his message.
Anyway, I just think it'd be cool if those who are able to could support him in some way whether it be subscribing to his substack or donating to his paypal (that's linked in the article, you can ctrl + F to find it easier), that's all.
I know the bi-generation was silly and goofy and all but like also
The Doctor getting to the point where they couldn't bear the weight of it all, Eleven and Twelve and Thirteen's guilt and grief on top of all that Ten already carried, and the only way to survive it was splitting in two?
Where one Doctor takes most of the trauma and has to stop and process it so the other Doctor is free enough of it that he can keep doing what they always have to do, keep running because what will the universe do without them? What will they do without the universe?
The self destruction combined with the most radical self love where they share the burden and the responsibility and the grief and the joy between them-
(x x)
They couldn't survive it alone any more, but between them they can
the world is so fucked up and i can't help but think the damage is irreparable when i see people talking about how unusual and prudish it is to wait six to ten dates before having sex with someone. ten dates??? roughly like twenty five hours of interaction????? ten old timer burgers and mango iced teas from chilis equals sex?????? the possibility of pregnancy, STDs, emotional devastation, lifelong consequences, not to mention just straight up the possibility of getting murdered, with a STRANGER you have hung out with for maybe like two months???? and that's a LONG TIME???? and if you feel weird about that and don't want to do that that makes you NOT HETEROSEXUAL????? THATS AN ORIENTATION???? BECAUSE ITS SO OUTSIDE OF THE NORM OF HUMAN BEHAVIOR ????? i hate all of you i hate you i hate you i hate you every day i hate and I hate and I hate you
I love the idea that Rex found out Padme was married to Anakin and looked at his general and was like “ew. Why?”
Like, he loves Anakin. Anakin is his friend. He would die for Anakin. But you chose this disaster of a person to father your children? Padme, he eats bugs. And not just when he has to. He does it whenever he happens to see a bug. He just picks it up and looks at it and pops it in his mouth.
This is your chosen one?
And Obi Wan is just shaking his head like I don’t get it either, kid.
A drawing of CV!Edward with the request to have him casually lean against the front of his trusty Buick, commissioned by none other than the insanely skilled @voiceboss!
To say I'm honored would be the understatement of the century, of course. I was beaming with excitement throughout the whole process and frankly, I still am! ;///;🖤🤍
codtwt is going off on brainwashed!soap bc of his new warzone skin and it’s making me think of ghost deliberately getting himself captured by makarov bc he knows he’ll be given to his dog to try and break him; knows he won’t be able to resist the irony, the cruelty of being tortured by the teammate he lost
he doesn’t fight; welcomes the chains around his wrists and ankles, welcomes the hands stripping him of his weapons and gear until he's defenceless
he wouldn't use them anyway
when he stalks into the room, the muzzle, the scars, not even the blank hatred or lack of recognition could make him mistake his eyes
that's his johnny
he doesn't flinch as he digs knives into his skin; would never shy away from his kiss even if it's tinged with rusted steel. doesn't swallow his screams; not when he always loved hearing him, when he spent so long coaxing his voice from the grave
frustration joins the anger in johnny's eyes the longer he goes without giving up information
just jokes; dark and puns alike
just advice when he can't get the jumper cables to spark right
ghost's not trying to escape; not trying to barter his return to the 141
something something I love so much to think about charles knowing every detail of edwin's body language and not just that, but also about the things edwin does to stim or ground himself, and never questioning those little habits or rituals and just getting along with it, until it becomes normality for them both.