every day god finds new ways to torture john constantine
Can't believe I forgot to add that I made this because I got this tag on a Plastic Man reblog and was like, "Yes."
Breath of the Wild: "Link, climb these mysterious towers to get a better view of the surrounding lands."
Tears of the Kingdom: "Link, we're gonna fire you out of this cannon like the god damn Apollo space shuttle, try and get a couple pictures before you pass out."
It was New Year’s Eve 1969: the start of a new decade, and everywhere you went there was this sense of the future, the feeling in the air that anything was possible. See, Jack Fairy had also come to London in the swinging sixties. And on winding roads, in crowded clubs or hotel bars - this shipwreck of the streets rehearsed his future glory. A cigarette tracing a ladder to the stars. I needn’t mention how essential dreaming is to the character of the rock star.
VELVET GOLDMINE, 1998
Mo and Lois discuss Katya and Sofia’s relationship after catching a rescreening of Goncharov at the local indie theater - Dykes to Watch Out For, May 22, 1991
“If you stay in this dimension too long your body’s gonna disintegrate. Do you know how painful that will be, Peter Parker? You can’t imagine… And I, for one, can’t wait to watch.”
yellowjackets // wuthering heights - emily brontë // i am in eskew (episode six) // “the night we met” — lord huron // the haunting of hill house ( episode one )
*slams desk*
FUCKING BRING BACK FORUMS. THEY RUN ON BASIC WEB SERVERS. IT JUST NEEDS PHP/MYSQL. THEY STILL EXIST. THEY DEPLOY OUT OF THE BOX. STOP ALLOWING THE MODERN WEB TO MAKE MONOLITHS.
TECH PEOPLE ESPECIALLY. FUCKING RUN YOUR OWN SHIT.
BRING BACK FORUMS.
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In 2021, I was in a creative slump and struggling to make premade book covers. Then the idea came to me: a beautiful, buff orc princess. I wasn’t sure if any author would have a story for the character, but I had to create a cover for her. Thanks to author Lila Gwynn, this orc princess now has a story – and it’ll be the first in a series of f/f fantasy romances. It releases on February 21st and is now up for pre-order! You can find it on Goodreads here.
one day I woke up and realised all the waiting and yearning was actually me living my life and it’s happening right now and it’s still good even if it’s not perfect and there is no moment when all your dreams get fulfilled and everything makes sense. like… this is it. this is life. you’ll waste away your youth waiting for some imagined future if you don’t love life for what it is now and make the most of it
Comic by @shhhitsfine
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What
….this was an absolute R i d e and i am irrevocably curious
Let me just say as someone who is up to date on this comic, this isn’t the wildest thing to happen.
is…IS THAT FUCKING SWIPER???!?!
I fully assumed this was just some crazy one-shot, and now I find out there’s over a hundred other pages just like it.
There’s how many pages.
probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.
we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."
at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.
the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.
the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.
what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.
here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.
YOU FORGOT THE BEST PART
Wow I didn’t know animorphs was live action
tiefling bard who’s looking to win back a golden fiddle that their ancestor lost in a fiddling contest