sorry for being so creepy

anonymous asked:

in the mania!AU, pete's body is all different stitched up pieces right? i don't see a lot of it but i love it! and the whole AU btw <3 <3

pete’s a harvester which requires him to have a human vessel in order for him to efficiently go out beyond the big bad’s realm (the howls) to collect and return souls to its creator. since the big bad was originally one of the ancient mythological beasts that supposedly create life from the cosmic ether of soul fragments before being cast aside – it’s able to mock the same process to create imperfect vessels and souls for its drones. 

but the big bad’s methods aren’t perfect or seamless anymore in comparison. in fact they’re more seams than anything else. it has to take pieces of body parts and limbs to construct each and every vessel artificially, none perfect and only have to be able to function well enough to retrieve and bring back what they need to efficiently. they consume souls until their bodies reach capacity and immediately return to the hive of the big bad. 

and pete’s no outlier when he’s given a vessel. he’s stitched up like patch-work all over his body but his chest has the most violent scar tissue going through and across it. harvesters like pete and others when they return with their collected souls are dissected by dissection drones which pick out the merged/consumed souls before re-stitching.
he’s not the most conventionally attractive or normal looking for obvious reasons but the big bad did make an effort with his vessel to try and not only make something practical but also meticulously (mostly? sorta?) congruent.

here’s some poor vague examples that don’t fully enunciate the hard details:


so for example he has two different eyes , variations of skin tones, and his “tattoo of thorns” around his collarbones is actually aggressive stitching. and there’s an intense amount of wild or weird things in their world but someone stitched together like that so visibly and looking the way he does isn’t normal. but it doesn’t phase him whatsoever. (also pete has two hearts spliced together into one i never mentioned this one yet)

Trying to get Jumin's bad end 2

Me: *at first feel guilty being a shameless selfish MC*

Me: *keeps choosing the insane choices but somehow keep getting +HEARTS from Jumin*

Me: ???

Me: *keeps getting plus points as Jumin actually LOVES the creepy choices*

Me: o_o




Me: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Me: *got bad end 2 with a special CG*

Me: i’ve abandoned my humanity and i shall embrace the eternal darkness

Tagged by @darenimoshiranai Thank you. ^^


A google search: “Mune no DOKIDOKI”

It’s because I saw this post. Why I typed “dokidoki” in all caps though, I don’t know. I guess I just got excited. ^^’

I tag: @cartoonfanorwhatever  @ladychangel
You don’t have to do it, of course. ^^ Sorry if you’re already been tagged before.

hello yes inkskinned I’m not sure if you’ll ever see this but honestly you’re amazing. your writing is powerful and touching and it has kept me afloat more times then I’d care to admit. in particular I love your poems that incorporate greek mythology purely bc that is my jam and they’re art.

but like, you’re so kind??? how one person can be so kind I don’t understand bc I know humans and I’ve seen the ugliness, from my family and my mother’s illness and that asshole that catcalled me when I was 12. but you are so beautiful (and I mean both your mind/soul and your body bc I’ve seen your selfies and hot damn) and so kind and you mean so much to me.

sorry for being creepy I just had one good day in like forever

Sometimes the phandom can be quite fun. Quite Fun. we make jokes and have a good time. Then. things have to go sour. Somehow, they always do. yesterday i posted a pic of one of dan and phils’ friends’ instagram (which i in fact did not even take the screenshot of it was sent to me and i shouldn’t have even posted it). it was for Fun because it showed that dan and phil hung out with their friends and made cute iron bead art. The End right? No. people had to go on and stalk her instagram and now she’s gone private. i deleted the post around two hours after i posted it but the damage had been done. What The Fuck guys. the name and info was blurred out. Was That Not Signal Enough. i actually forgot how invasive people can be. i’m sorry i posted the screenshot and im sorry people took it and started being so creepy and horrible. can y'all take this as a lesson and realize dan and phils private lives are not something to meddle in? it’s for fun but as soon as someone takes that extra step it all goes to shit. so thanks for that. someone, more than a few someones, took that extra step.


A lot of people don’t always guess that I’m Hispanic but whenever I look in the mirror all I see is a nerdy ass Mexican. #mirame #ORGULLOSAMENTEMEXICANA 

anonymous asked:

Ok so what if Rose, Ten, Donna, Jack and everyone else got stuck in the real world and they're confused bc apparently their live is just one big tv show and in the end they get back home but before they go back while there still stuck in the real world they Google the actors that Play them out of curiosity and watch funny interviews, talkshows etc. just for the hell of it

“Oh, great,” the Doctor groaned as he looked around. “We’re in that universe.”

After towing the Earth back to it’s proper location, the Doctor had noticed that walls were closing at an alarming rate and had dropped Jackie off immediately. What followed was a teary farewell between mother and daughter and several promises from Jackie that her little brother will always remember his big sister, and they quickly flew the TARDIS back through the void. Except halfway there the TARDIS had emitted a whine and had fallen through another hole, which was where they were now stranded.

“What universe?” Jack asked as some people gaped at him. He smiled back charmingly.

“The center universe, or so they think,” the Doctor grumbled and threw the magazine down with a sigh. “This universe has the ability to look into other universes. Oh, they don’t quite know that, but when they dream up a story or create a book or movie, that always means that in some universe, that exact story exists. Bloody annoying the lot of them. Last time I landed here I kept getting swamped by fangirls.”

Rose giggled. “I thought you would enjoy it.”

He sighed. “Not really. This universe is… different. It gives Time Lords the shivers, because whenever they create a new world that place exists- but you will never find that world until that person creates it.”

They paused and let the implications sink in. “So they… create universes?” Sarah Jane asked.

“In a way, yes. Of course, some universes already do exist, like ours, and they are only able to get glimpses of them; not the whole story, but enough to create their own version of the tale. But others are created simply by their imagination.”

Donna shivered. “I don’t think I like the implications.”

“Which is why my people avoided this universe as much as possible,” the Doctor sighed. “I looked myself up here out of curiosity once and the things they thought I did…” he shuddered. “There’s a difference between fiction and make-believe. They had a lot of my history all wrong.”

Rose squeezed his hand. “How long until the TARDIS is better?”

“A few hours. Luckily the holes in this universe are stable so it’ll be easy to slip out again. Just… stay out of sight and if someone calls you by another name, don’t respond and pretend you’re someone else.”

They broke apart, not willing to stray far from the TARDIS but curious about this universe they found themselves in nonetheless. Rose and the Doctor wandered over to the nearby park and sat down on a bench, staring silently across the grass.

“How accurate is their portrayals?” Rose asked, quietly.

He shrugged. “Sixty percent? Hard to tell. I haven’t been here in a while, and I left as soon as I could.”

“Do you think they… they knew about Canary Wharf?”

“Oh, Rose,” he sighed and pulled her closer. “It’s possible. They tend to get fixed points pretty well. But there was… I couldn’t save you. I…”

“It’s ok,” she whispered, then smiled up at him. “Come on. Let’s go find a store that sells your supposed history, and we can laugh about it later.”

He smiled back. “Want to go cause a scene and mess with our look-alikes?”

“Never got to play the evil twin before,” Rose giggled, and they were soon dashing off, hand in hand and together, as it should be.