“I already made up my mind to kill myself. I dont know when or how but I know I am tired of living. It could be five minutes from now, or tomorrow, or the day after, or even hell, next month. All I am certain about is that I want to die.”
— I am so tired of holding on (via @spilledinkandtears)
[This idea has been rattling in my brain and I had to share it.]
I know we all love the ‘humans are space orcs’ concept… but imagine, onboard the new ship they’ve been assigned to, the human meets an actual space orc. A massive monster… fangs and tusks and scars and a battle-hardened stare, looming over all the other life forms on the ship in its thick indestructible armour it refuses to remove. It barely drinks, it doesn’t need sleep, its massive shoulders are heavy with the terrible things it has experienced. Compared to the squishy & delicate human body, this thing is a walking tank.
… Except instead of hating/ignoring one another, the human and the monster start bonding over both coming from death planets. The human is excited to find a life form who doesn’t quiver with fear at the vague description of a jellyfish and the monster is ecstatic to meet someone who understands the feeling of being bitten by a qua’lem (cats are pretty close). They sit together and compare dangerous animals and locations as the other aliens look on in confusion and fear… oh, you also have dense jungles of deadly hidden predators, boiling acid lakes, tamed predatory killers, and areas with horrendously high and low temperatures? Sick!!
It doesn’t take long before the two of them become totally inseparable. The human loves not feeling like some kind of crazy outsider and the monster is overjoyed they’ve finally found an equal in this unkillable marshmallow.
Monster: When I was a youngling, a grol-lik stung straight through my armour. The pain lasted for approximately 16 human hours. Human: Oh yeah man, I get that. As a kid I got a wasp stuck in my shirt. It stung me like four times, it was awful, and all my cousins just laughed at me… Monster: [using their arm screen to research human courting methods] I see.
Not quite an ‘Orc’ per-se, but eh, close enough. See here giant spiky Deathworlder simping for tiny shouty Deathworlder.
menthol illwess innit
celebrities watching parasite be like
this is funny to me. self awareness level 0
Parasite deserves the Oscar for this post alone.
“The flaws are part of it. That’s the poetry.”
it’s a new month !!!!!!! and i hope something wonderful happens in it for you !!!!!
Diavolo is a Angel?
my brain has officially short circuited
Diavolo, Angel Diavolo, Long Haired Angel Diavolo..
oh father, did i make you proud
oh mother, tell me, did i let you down
Chapter 110
This scene that hurt me the most. I want them to be a family again
“Let me make it feel better for you, Lan Zhan….”
Drew this after I finished watching the last two episodes of Mo Dao Zu Shi S1, in a mix of emotions about it. My high-key favorite Lan Wangji moment of the season was when he bloodied his fingers in his final attack with his guqin. Then the Yiling Laozu!Wuxian arrived, much to Lan Zhan’s dismay (his tears and essentially his “What happened to my sweet babyyy?” response to it was….remarkable), so I wanted to portray that, along with Wuxian licking the blood off his fingers because he is a newly-born sadist like that. What a couple.
Ah yes. Me. My brother . And his rich husband in the only Nie Sect guest room left.
Sorry JC (″･ิ_･ิ)っ I had to draw this
Despite best efforts, someone is just incapable of getting up early
