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ophii · 1 month

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the trio ever

#fnaf #fnaf au #fnaf fanart #gregory discovers capitalism #maybe its numberfiveisback's series' versions of them if u squint. who knows /j #five nights at freddys #five nights at freddy's #five nights at freddy's fanart #gregory fnaf #cassidy fnaf #the crying child #evan afton #fnaf chaotic trio #art #fanart #ophii #ophii draws things

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mousy-nona · 2 months

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Because I'm a sucker for seeing Vox lose it over RadioApple, and also them dancing, maybe a thing where RadioAaple both a little tipsy, dance in Lucifer's room late at night. Vox sees them on his drone and freaks because 1) Alastor is letting himself be unguarded with a person 2) Alastor is dancing and 3) Alastor has, in fact, made nice with the King like Vox was afraid of. Very nice by the looks of it.

“Do you ever think you may have a problem?”

That was Velvette, who was using her best “let’s not piss off the crazy man” voice.

“No.”

“Not even a little one?”

“No.”

Valentino and Velvette exchanged telling looks, which Vox promptly ignored. He had more important things to worry about, like keeping this stupid drone in the air. Maneuvering the machine itself was easy, but getting around the electromagnetic force field Alastor had set up around the hotel’s perimeter was a whole lot trickier. Vox had been flying in circles for hours, trying to find a weak spot in Alastor’s defenses.

(He knew it’d been hours because Velvette had started shooting worried glances at him around hour two, Valentino had showed up around hour five, and they’d started a game of rock-paper-scissors to figure out who was going to do a wellness check on him around hour six.)

“Ah-ha!” Vox screamed, jabbing both fists in the air when the force field flexed and glitched, creating a half second window of opportunity. He urged the drone forward, barely zipping past before the shield re-formed. “Boo-yah! Who’s your daddy?”

Valentino smirked and took in a long drag of his pipe. “Vox, baby, not outside the bedroom.”

Vox’s metal heart – the same one he always denied having – started beating faster as the camera zoomed closer and closer to the hotel. He zipped to Alastor’s radio tower first, then his room, frowning slightly when all he found was a half-eaten deer, a cooling cup of coffee, and a discarded coat.

From behind him, Velvette clapped her hands with an annoyed huff of relief. “Oh, well, looks like the asshole is out. Too bad, so sad. Can we please get back to something actually fucking important?”

But Vox shook his head. “That doesn’t make sense. It’s 11 o’clock. Alastor usually finishes his business before seven so he can have dinner at eight, or else he gets too hungry to do–” He trailed off when he saw the look on both their faces. They were both staring at him as if he was a terminal patient, come down with an incurable case of Alastor-itis.

He sighed and re-focused on the screen. “It just doesn’t make sense, okay?”

The library. The lobby. The kitchen. Alastor was nowhere to be found.

Then Vox had a horrible thought. He remembered the rumors flying around town, the wild laughs of excitement and the curses emanating from the hotel recently. He remembered Alastor’s most recent broadcast (“Folks, when living with an annoying roommate, always remember to assert your dominance wherever possible”). And most of all, he remembered Alastor’s smug face as he strolled down the street, humming merrily to himself as he twirled an unfamiliar white top hat on his staff.

He remembered the strange apple that had appeared on the top right of the hotel, just down the hall from Alastor.

His heart in his throat, he slowly moved the drone higher, then higher still. Don’t be there, don’t be there, don’t be there –

Velvette and Vox went quiet at the scene that appeared on the screen. Alastor was there all right, but he wasn’t alone. As if he’d suddenly downloaded a virus, Vox could only process what he was seeing in chunks.

He saw the record player first, oddly enough. An old-timey song was playing, static crackling and popping as a low sweet croon, somehow both deep and high, filled the room. 25%.

The room was dark, but a few candles and duck-shaped lamps were gleamed with a heavenly light, washing the pair slowly revolving in the center of the room in a seductive golden glow. 50%.

The king of hell was there. The expression on his face was…tender. His head was tucked into Alastor’s narrow chest, one hand on Alastor’s shoulder and the other clasped in Alastor’s hand. His eyes were sparkling, almost overfilled with a nameless emotion that Vox knew all too well. Alastor’s hand was curled around his waist protectively (possessively). 75%.

And finally, Vox saw Alastor. Really saw him, as if for the first time, because this wasn’t his Alastor. His Alastor was always one step ahead, always untouchable, cold, cruel, and capable of truly unspeakable acts of violence with an effortless charm that made his blood boil with envy and need at the same time.

But the Alastor in front of him…his coat was off. For the first time in fifty years, Vox saw Alastor’s bare skin, his shirt rolled up to his elbows as he allowed another living soul to see him undressed. Unguarded. His eyes, always so alert and aware, were closed.

Worst of all was his smile. It looked soft. Gentle – or whatever passed for gentle with Alastor. As Vox watched, Lucifer’s lips moved. The words were too soft for the drone to pick up, but whatever it was, Alastor laughed. Not in a mocking or teasing way, but an actual, genuine laugh, as if Alastor was a real boy with a real heart.

100%.

Suddenly, Alastor’s eyes flew open, and he stared at Vox through the screen. The wicked smirk that curled his lips was the last thing the drone ever saw as it glitched, red shaking and warping the feed until it went completely dead, and the three of them were left staring at a black screen.

Silence reigned. Then – “Well, I’ll be. Looks like the deer found himself a doe.”

Velvette shot Valentino a warning look, then took a hesitant step forward. “Vox – “ Velvette started, but Vox started cackling. Wild, out of control, utterly insane laughs ripped from his wires as his monitor-face went haywire.

“I am going to kill that motherfucker!”

#radioapple #hazbin hotel #vox is Jealous with a capital J #alastor #hazbin #vox #duckiedeer #prompts #asks

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witchinatree · 7 months

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my favorite genre of media is gay people vs the system™

#good omens #archive 81 podcast #nimona #the magnus archives #i genuinely cant think of any more #my bad guys #most of these systems are capitalism and i was gonna say that instead of the system #but i wanted to include good omens #these gay people also often have a wet cat protagonist i think #jonathan sims #jon sims #ballister boldheart #ballister blackheart #crowley #anthony j crowley #nicholas waters #my favorite part of using tumblr is adding more in the tags than the actual post

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elloras · 7 months

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#ted lasso #tedlassoedit #jamie tartt #roy kent #roy x jamie #(just barely lol but they're both there looking very pretty in very atmospheric lighting and that's all it takes for me lmao)#(also roy called him jamie which is incredible considering he calls him tartt other times when they're a lot closer)#royjamie #afc richmond #dani rojas #*#also considered capitalizing the j in rojas because jamie's still being a dick about foreign names lmao

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ameleah · 2 years

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@buggachat‘s beau fandom how we doin’ today

#my art #ml fanart #ml beau #bakery enemies au #buggachat has me in a chokehold and does not want to let go #this chapter destroyed me but cleaned my pores at the same time istg??#the last scene was *chef's kiss*#the emotions in his eyes #the fear and hope and realization mixed together #kelly have mercy plz #i'm betting 50/50 on whether or not i will sleep or wait for 4am in the morning to read the next part tht comes out #i couldnt focus at my capital j job today bc i kept thinking about this au wtf #anyways sry for rambling #take the fact that i picked up the tablet pen after what half a year as a major compliment i havent drawn in so long istg

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daughter-of-sapph0 · 1 year

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Jews: trans people are facing a genocide right now

goyishe terfs: no you can't use that word! it's offensive to the jews

#dostxt #antisemitism #transphobia #won't even give us the capital J

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floofvoid · 9 days

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The consumerism of lolita fashion

I've kind of been disenchanted with the consumerist side of lolita fashion, which let's face it, is a huge part of it. I think it's just a byproduct of a subculture that's based around the clothes and not something like music, political ideology, etc. It's all about the aesthetic, and the easiest way to keep up with the aesthetic is to constantly be buying things.

I have around 25 dresses, including things on pre-order, and I promised my boyfriend I'd only keep 15 dresses. I don't think I'll be getting rid of the ones I have, but I've recognized recently how unhealthy it is to be constantly buying new releases, or even used dresses that I just don't need. I've got a large enough wardrobe, between dresses, blouses, accessories, etc, that I don't need to be buying anything new. So for the forseeable future I'm just going to work with what I have.

Some of it doesn't fit right now because of my binge eating, so once I'm recovered from that and back to my body's normal resting weight then those dresses will be like "new" because I'll get to wear them again. Who knows when that will be, though.

I'd love to practice more sustainability in my lolita wardrobe. Focus on repairing things, altering things that I'll never fit, making my own accessories and maybe skirts, being more creative and resourceful with it.

I guess tl;dr I'm sick of consumerism, and the shopping addiction that lolita has given me over the last 9 years. I'm going to be healing that part of me.

#egl fashion #j fashion #lolita fashion #jfashion #harajuku fashion #egl community #gothic lolita #consumerism #capitalism #anti capitalist #anti consumerism

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ourflagmeansgayrights · 11 months

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yes i’m tired and angry at hbo max for not even bothering to give us scraps and yes i’m miserable and jaded about rainbow capitalism but also if we DO actually get a trailer tomorrow the extreme dopamine hit and the flood of endorphins that i’ll get from seeing new footage of edward teach will probably temporarily override any trace of bitterness about being continually done dirty by corporations for like, at least an entire week

#ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd season 2 #ofmd s2 #txt #j #mine #og #edward teach #edward teach born on a beach #if we DONT get a trailer tomorrow then it’s business as usual and im too exhausted to feel any real way about it aside from “resigned”#not getting a trailer yet is by far. the smallest hardship i am facing rn lmao #it would be nice to have a trailer and have something to be excited about but i’ve been coasting miserably for months at this point #what’s a few months more lol #OH AND ALSO i agree with that one post going around about “we’re not doing rainbow capitalism discourse this year”#im only mentioning rainbow capitalism in this post bc im just talking about my criticisms of hbo specifically rn #and how they’ve been ignoring ofmd entirely #like i said in my tags elsewhere tho i will gladly lick hbo’s boots for a bit if they just give me a goddamn trailer

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lamardeuse · 25 days

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I'm sure it's already been discussed somewhere, but while we're talking about Tommy being the catalyst for Buck's queer awakening, it's clear that he's probably going to serve a similar function for Eddie in a different way. It's obvious from the way he's been reintroduced that in some ways he's an Eddie clone, a stand-in until Buck can wrap his head around the fact that the man he's been in love with for ages is Eddie. However, after chewing on brilliant posts like this one and this one regarding the masculine rituals that Eddie engages in (and secretly wishes he could engage in with Buck) as an acceptable way to get the physical and emotional contact he craves, this whole storyline has immense potential for Tommy to pull Eddie aside gently and explain - as both a friend and a man who took some time to "figure himself out" while locked into a culture of toxic masculinity (now actual canon, Jesus this show keeps on giving) - what this could mean for him and the most significant adult relationship in his life. Unlike our favourite duo, Tommy isn't clueless: he's the one who understands (unlike Buck) that Buck wasn't really trying to get his attention. I have a feeling that Tommy will hopefully avoid getting his heart broken because he's aware from the beginning that he has rocked up to the middle of an It's Complicated situation and he's going to be the wise elder gay that helps bridge that gap between both Buck and Eddie as a couple and the men they were versus the men they're destined to be.

#tommy kinard #evan buckley #eddie diaz #they are on a Journey with a capital J #but they're definitely going to be on it together #911 spoilers #911 spec

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moonlitdiane · 1 year

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"I'm a creep" "I'm a weirdo" okay but you're Royal you're Rebel you're more than one together however you go Ever in Ever After High???

#not me capitalizing on my success /j #ever after high #shitpost

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queer-reader-07 · 7 months

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idk maybe it’s just me but i really do not give a flying fuck nor do i want to ever find out what crowley’s angel name was or if he used to be one of the other archangels

because he isn’t that angel anymore. he’s crowley, the not so demon but definitely not angel.

and i will admit that this opinion is informed by my trans self reading crowley as trans/enby. because to me finding out crowley’s angel name would be like finding out a deadname, and every time i find out a deadname of someone i know (or even someone i don’t know) i cringe. it makes me physically recoil because that is not and will never be information i need to have. i want to know your name as it is now, and if it changes tell me and i will use your new name.

i like to think it was incredibly intentional on neil’s part to have angel crowley not introduce himself as anything. because we don’t need to know what angel crowley’s name was, it is unimportant information.

i just don’t need to know what is effectively crowley’s deadname because tbh i think anthony j crowley is a sick ass name as is

#idk if this is a hot take or what but it needed to be said #(it didn’t need to i’m just opinionated)#this feels like a very capital T Trans take to have simply because i don’t think cis people under deadnames the same way trans people do #which is fine like it’s not your experience why would you understand it like that #but i still think it’s worth saying #like why do we need to know what he was called before?#it’s not like we’re gonna start calling him his angel name now #hell no one calls him crawly anymore because it’s NOT HIS NAME ANYMORE #but i digress #good omens #crowley #anthony j crowley #good omens 2

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ch3rie-pop · 8 months

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Guys holy shit, I just made a stupid realization.

Barnaby is rich as fuck

THINK ABOUT IT!

Welcome home currency is literally funny business, do you REALIZE HOW MUCH MULAA THIS MAN IS PACKING??? DUDE COULD PROBABLY BUY HOWDY’S BUGDEGA FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! OR AT LEAST HALF THE STUFF HOWDY SELLS-

#howdy pillar #barnaby b beagle #welcome home #welcome home theory #shitpost #I am so devastated #oh my god.#are the jeff bezos in their world clowns?#OR HIGH CLASS COMEDIANS?!?!?!?#GOSH #WHAT A WORLD THEY LIVE IN #AND I THOUGHT CAPITALISM WAS BAD-#/j /j /j

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nando161mando · 1 month

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