I think now that queens dead they should have her stuffed and put on display in Cairo for the next 150 years.
How did Dogma, a relatively low-budget film, manage to have the only good-looking angel wings? Like, even movies with tons of FX dollars tend to fuck them up and they look bad. These are very stylized, and you can tell they’re not real feathers, but they actually look… better than real feathers? They have a balance of curvature and sharp angles that just make for a great silhouette and they move wonderfully. I cannot figure this out!!
e: I looked on The Internet
I saw a post that was 'we know Jason Todd is a fanfic author, but what if Dick Greyson was ALSO a fanfic author and also ghost wrote endings to Jason's Fics when he died as a coping mechanism' the other day, and I can't find it now but I would like to add:
Dick waking up the morning after one of the big Fanfiction Purges and finding out all his dead brother's fics were deleted with no backup to speak of.
it's so weird to me that everyone on this website is a human person outside of their weird internet niche so rb this with a random bit of your lore
I know murdering all of the CEOs of all the evil corporations won't solve capitalism, but I don't think it would hurt either. Maybe we should try killing a few more, just to see what happens
Reblog to give the person you reblogged from the ability to finish their WIPs
absolutely gripped by the idea of: you discover you are not actually human, as you had assumed. you are not who you thought you were, except that you might be all that's left of them. you could even try to be them, but they are going to haunt you until you die (if you can die) because they are long gone but you're still here and you're too late to play the perfect replacement. it's reading your own obituary, it's being told the parts of your life you never lived, it's your loved ones looking at you like you're at once a ghost and a stranger, and the bone-deep agony of deciding which one you want to - have to - be. and there's never a right answer, because you are so, so deeply wrong.
Thought “to all our bra wearing friends” was the politest way to ask us for bra pieces and it’s for such a worthy cause. Any extra eyes on this is worth it. 🐢🐢🐢🐢
Do t fall into the pit don’t fall into the pit don’t fall into the pit
the only way to get what you want is to be brave enough to move towards it. if there is a willingness to be momentarily uncomfortable in order to live the life that calls from your heart then fear loses much of its claim over you and your decisions
God does not play dice with the universe; He plays an ineffable game of His own devising, which might be compared, from the perspective of any of the other players [i.e. everybody], to being involved in an obscure and complex variant of poker in a pitch-dark room, with blank cards, for infinite stakes, with a Dealer who won't tell you the rules, and who smiles all the time. Credit to Teaableu for my icon!!!!!!!
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