The machines are fighting back and winning

If this gets enough votes I might do a follow-up poll(s) about how many people you've introduced to the series and whatnot, but for now, we'll stick with this :)

Curious anon is baaackkk. Now, Edas your faborite character. What do you think of Raeda (Raines my favorite the owl house character, I love them with my life )

I will love that ship until the day I die and every moment after. Raedea is just *chef’s kiss*

he gave me the moon and the stars. infinity.

@killerhubby asked : 'get back in the car. i'll handle this.' jaylina maybe ? :3

                   a  blink  to  come  from  the  doctor  :   but  it  doesn’t  take  long  for  her  brain  to  catch  up  with  her  BODY  ,  seeing  the  OTHER  all  but  flip  the  child  lock  onto  door  of  passenger  seat  —  and  it  clicks   .  not  sure  what  comes  first  from  her  :  the  anger  ,  the  annoyance  ,  the  betrayal  ;  or  maybe it’s  the  disappointment  .   the  gut wrenching  feeling  of  knowing  that  once  again  ,  she  will watch  someone  she  loves  slip  through  her  fingers  .  not  this  time  .  not  THIS  time  .   she  is  no  less  bastardized  child  but  spent  too  many  years  wondering  how  things  would’ve  been  different  if  she  spoke  a  little  louder  ;  been  a  little  more  outspoken  .  she  pulls  and  yanks  at  the  door  handle  ,  but  lock  doesn’t  catch  .

                         ❛       you’ve  got  to  be  fucking  kidding  me  ,  mirage  ,  ❜          jaylina  all  but  snarls  out  through  closed  window  ,  anger  spitting  up  fire  on  her  tongue  as  she  smacks  the  glass  with  her  hand  .      ❛      we  said  we’d  do  this  together  ,  you  little  —      ❜      slew  of  curses  in  mother  tongue  as  she  snaps  open  glove  compartment  of  car  :  knows  glass  to  be  a  little  too  strong  for  what  she  wants  ,  what  she  needs  ,  but  still  pulls  out  silenced  pistol  in  her  hand  .  smacks  the  glass  window  with  it  fruitlessly  ,  yelling  into  the  nothingness  of  abyss  of  car  he’s  keeping  her  in  .

            (   he  thinks  you’re  weak  .  you’ve  spent  years  of  your  life  letting  men  think  that  :  use  what  little  softness  you  have  left  of  you  to  allow  them   to  walk  all  over  you  time  and  time  again  in  order  to  keep  their  fragile  little  egos  in  tact  ,  but  the  weariness  on  your  body  is  never ending  .  how  long  will  you  keep  yourself  sidelined  for  them  ?  your  brother  ?  your  ex  ?  your  son  ?  and  now  ,  the  one  person  who  was  supposed  to  see  it  :  see  you  ,  he  was  supposed  to  see  you  more  than  just  the  fragile  little  doctor  to  dote  on  others  ,  he’s  all  but  cut  you  off  at  the  knees  .  so  spark  it  up  :  hold  the  weapon  with  pride  ,  use   that  aim  you’ve  spent  more  time  perfecting  than  you’d  like  to  admit  ,  and  fire  .   )

                   the  bullet  ricochets  off  the  LOCKING  MECHANISM  of  the  car  ,  or  right  through  it  :  but  job  is  accomplished  as  she  finally  pulls  on the  door  handle  and  it  swings  open  ;  fuming  anger  radiating  from  younger  woman  as  she  glowers  at  the  other  .  slams  the  door  behind  her  as  she  exits  (   it  bounces  back  open  —-  if  only  a  combination  of  ruining  the  locking  mechanism  ,  catch  ,  and  anger  fueled  strength  to  have  attempted  to  shut  it  )  and  strides  up  next  to  the  other  ,  with  barely  a  glance  in  his  direction  .  readjusts  her  crossbody  ,  and  slaps  the  silenced  pistol  into  his  chest  .  enough  to  make  a  statement  ,  enough  to  try  and  knock  wind  out  of  his  chest  .              ❛       don’t  you  dare  tell  me  to  wait  in  that  car  again  ,     ❜       jaylina  says  flatly  ,  releasing  her  hold  on  the  weapon  .  shoves  past  mirage  towards  the  building  ;  with  no  less  the  expectation  that  he  follows  .

                𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙘  𝙖𝙣𝙙  𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚  𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥  𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙨.  𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜.

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      for a moment, sherlock simply stares at the man. he hasn’t walked anywhere outside, at least not recently. nothing fresh on his shoes at all, and it’s been raining-- even taking a cab to his front door would leave something. he purses his lips for a moment as he thinks it over, eventually turning his gaze up to meet the man’s.  ❝ what is that? that device in your pocket. ❞

@ceoofvariants​ || ♥’d for a starter

    ❝ it’s nice to finally meet you in person. steve rogers. ❞ he greets, extending a hand.

@svpe​  || hit the heart 

I love that they have both Thawne’s here, and are just leaning into the weirdness.

"life doesnt get better, you just get stronger" does NOT include ages 11-17. life does in fact just get better from there. those years are dogshit. like, you do get stronger but its mostly just a factor of not being 11-17 anymore. positive thinking helps but it doesnt fix whatevers going on at 15, you have to brute force through that one raw

shrugs

what do you say to a trans person who’s sharing after-surgery pics?

[Posted 3 January 2016] Mother told me legends of a talented artist: the sky was his canvas and the clouds his palette; he would mix yellows upon wisps and greys upon mists then begin again, scrubbing out the fabric with rain. His lines were fragmented strokes of lightning that flashed for an instant before disappearing. And for those who listened, he’d sometimes howl with the thunder or whistle with the wind. I think the artist must have found a new sky: he left ours plain and white, blank and still. We don’t know how to fill with anymore – whether he had happened or if we’d dreamt it all. If I find him (and I hope that I will), I’ll ask for his leftover pigments and dyes. I can’t think of myself as a skilful apprentice, but I’ll do what I can with his forgotten supplies.

I really appreciate how the finale really gave us a good sense of the full scope of Alastors power

In that he poses ZERO actual threat to Adam beyond being an annoyance and is completely taken out of the fight after ONE solid hit.

Meanwhile CHARLIE is able to land several good hits, actually HURT the world’s first and biggest douchebag, and is able to shrug off what was clearly a pretty substantial beating before Lucifer showed up.

Simply put, our resident cooky deer boy is not NEARLY the big shot that we, or HE actually thinks he is.

And I think that makes Alastor FAR more interesting.

I am simultaneously deliriously in love with the ending of Loki season 2 and absolutely loathe it

On one hand…Shakespearean tragedy at its finest, essentially circling back to Loki’s original Thor 2011 character arc by reversing it, and Loki has literally ascended to godhood. In the end, Loki’s ultimate selfless sacrifice was to sit upon the highest throne in the multiverse, and that to me is tragically ironically beautiful

On the other hand…Loki being alone makes me want to burn Marvel studios to the ground and do other unspeakable things

Best and worst ending of all time f u Eric Martin