#and y'know what?

[roxirinart]

which omnipotent god-shape would win, you choose

#gravity falls #gravity falls fanart #my art #bill cipher #bill cipher fanart #CotL #cotl fanart #cotl red crown #the red crown #cult of the lamb #my brain forced me to draw this at gunpoint #and y'know what? #I really like it! #:)

[yandere-daydreams]

hiiiiiiii have you seen Vil Schoenheit's latest SSR? He's truly serving cunt every time he shows up

he graduated from the uniservity of motherington with a master's in cuntology and doctorate in eating with a concentration in the study of leaving no crumbs. he holds the world record in turning a look and has never once gotten anything less than a 100% run in slaying the house down. never before has a man mothered so hard and never before will a man mother like this again. i would vore him if he asked.

#i don't think i'll be the same person when we see the rest of the designs #ace my beloved they LOVE dressing you up #i know this isn't our first fashion show but it's like #on a whole different plain than the fairy gala #twst really remembered that they had an actual model character four years into the game #and were like 'we should probably do something with that huh' #and y'know what? #i'm not even mad #personal #anon ask

[tormie-tormie-chopper]

i'm probably never going to finish this so here's an old WIP from last year of Buggy in a miniskirt lol

couple of close-ups beneath the cut!

#one piece #buggy the clown #buggy one piece #captain buggy #tor draws #tormie-tormie-chopper #i have no excuse for this i just wanted to do it #and y'know what? #i'm not sorry

[raayllum]

Big Callum going to the Celestial Elves in S6 vibes I think

[TIRESIAS] I am the prophet with the answers you seek Time, I've unlocked it I see past and future running free There is a world where I help you get home But that's not a world I know [ODYSSEUS] What? [TIRESIAS] I see a song of past romance I see the sacrifice of man I see portrayals of betrayals And a brother's final stand I see you on the brink of death I see you draw your final breath I see a man who gets to make it home alive But it's no longer you

#tdp callum #epic: the musical #s6 speculation #s6 #fic: teach me how to name the bigger light #music #insp #an edit once we have the screencaps i think #tdp #youtube #AND Y'KNOW WHAT? #viren

[sarah-cam]

"he ruined my life" and all he did was put on glasses

#fbi international #fbi lb #text #SCOTT FORRESTER BE MY BABY DADDY CHALLENGE #and y'know what? #i'd let him ruin me any time any day any where

[softquietsteadylove]

Gil makes friends with an unusual Pokémon and this one decides very stubbornly he wants to be his partner Pokémon to someone who never really fought a battle.

Gil has no idea what to do and asks Thena for help

Snap!

Gil looked down, dread filling him from the neck down. Under his boot was a very nice leek stalk. And a very nice, very sturdy, plucked leek could only mean one thing. He looked up, "uh..."

"Farfetch'd!"

"Sorry, I'm sorry!" Gil held up his hands as the furious Wild Duck pokemon stormed out of the pondside grass and towards him. "I didn't mean to!"

"Far-Farfetch'd!" Well, of course he hadn't meant to, but what was done, was done!

"I know, I'm sorry, really!" Gil continued to plead, even holding up the snapped leek. "I would never-!"

The ruffled bird pokemon continued to glare at him, the marking of its 'unibrow' making it look even more severe. It snatched back the two halves of the leek from him in a huff. "Farf!"

"I really am sorry," Gil repeated, sadder this time as he watched the Farfetch'd look at its beloved leek forlornly. He removed his hat and pressed it to his chest. "I can help you find another one."

"Far?"

"I will," Gil nodded, already resolute to help no matter what duties he was putting off by doing so. "I'm a pokemon ranger. I took an oath to help any and every pokemon that needs my help."

The pokemon looked skeptical at best. It even crossed its wings at him in a look of pure disbelief, "Far-Farfetched."

"Well," Gil ruffled his hair in the face of the pokemon's skepticism. "No--but if you tell me what you're looking for, at least I can help you look twice as fast, right?"

Farfetch'd continue to glare at him, mostly, but he could see the expression on its face lightening. It slapped its webbed feet on the grass a little more firmly, "Farfetch'd?"

"I won't leave until I make this right," Gil vowed to the small avian pokemon, holding up his hand like he did on his first day of initiation.

Farfetch'd did not seem moved by his solemnity, but it did shrug its wings before tucking its broken leek under one of them. "Far!"

"Yes, sir," Gil chuckled. He wasn't used to such a non-confrontational - at least with humans - pokemon being so bossy. But the obstinate little duck reminded him of someone. "So, uh, I know the basic height and shape, but what else should I know?"

"Far!" he squawked back at him as he began rooting through the lower grasses as Gil searched the higher stalks. "Far-Farfetch'd-Far."

"Right," Gil murmured, directing his attention to the colours of the stalks of choice, as well as the thickness of them. This would be Farfetch'd's primary mode of protection, after all. Even if Farfetch'd mostly only confronted other Farfetch'd, he would still need to defend himself.

"Farfetch'd?"

Gil looked up and over, although Farfetch'd was entirely focused on the task at hand. He just wasn't used to making small talk with a wild pokemon. "Uh, y-yeah, I have a, uh, family...of sorts."

"Farfetched?"

Gil blushed faintly, batting some taller water grass out of his way. "I don't know if I'd say a hatchling, but we have a...we have a Teddiursa. I rescued him and he imprinted on Thena, so-"

"Far?"

"Yes!" Gil huffed, feeling agitated by the bird's overly direct line of questioning. He really tried not to let pokemon get him on the 'mate' topic, though. "She has a house up at the top of the mountain."

"Far," the little pokemon mused aloud, tapping the bottom of its beak. Only very strong trainers and pokemon chose to live so high up and in the open.

"Yeah, she is tough," he chuckled. "I think you'd like her."

"Fetch'd," he looked back over at Gil, still with no leek suiting his fine tastes. "Far-Farfetch'd."

Gil laughed, picking one with potential, "nah, I'm the lucky one. I love my job, but they also make it nice to go home to someone, y'know?"

"Far." Farfetched looked down at the grass beneath its feet, even the feathers at the top of its head sinking lower.

"Oh," Gil uttered gently, taking in the suddenly more melancholy Farfetch'd. Sure, not everyone in every colony managed to find a nestmate, but he couldn't imagine what it was like to be the only one without that feeling of having a family. "Hey."

Farfetched look up at Gil, letting him pat the top of his head, feathers and all. He sighed.

"Listen," Gil smiled down at the little guy. "I know it's hard to really devote yourself to taking care of everyone else. It takes a lot out of you, right?"

"Far," the pokemon reluctantly agreed, the weight of his responsibilities to the flock weighing on his wings.

"But you're doing great work, right? I bet your colony has been really safe all these years with you," Gil attempted to encourage him. "You may not have hatchlings of your own, but you've helped keep all of them safe."

"Far?"

"Really," he smiled, taking a seat next to the reticent duck. "That's kind of what it feels like to be a ranger, y'know?"

"Farfetch'd?" it tilted its head at him, also seating itself properly.

"Well," Gil shrugged, ruffling his hair under his hat. "Being a ranger is a tough job. And I'm not saying rangers never think 'oh, this would be so much easier if I had my own pokemon'. I'm lucky I have a Dragonite I hatched from an egg, but a lot of rangers don't have pokemon who are really bonded to them like that. We don't believe in it."

"Farfetch'd?"

Gil sighed, tugging at the collar of his vest. "Pokemon are amazing creatures, and we're lucky to share our world together. I don't wanna force any pokemon to be bound to me, in a pokeball or otherwise. Even Dragonite--I hatched him, but he doesn't have a pokeball. If he didn't wanna stick around, or be a ranger, he didn't have to be. He chose that life."

"Farfetch'd!" the bird pokemon squawked, starry-eyed at the idea of a pokemon having such a designated and impressive job.

"Yeah, he's the best," Gil laughed in agreement. "And now our little Teddi is a ranger too! Well, a ranger in training. He's still a Mama's cub when he gets home."

"Fa-fa-far," Farfetched chuckled into its wing.

"Don't tell him I said that! If you ever meet him," Gil rushed to amend. Teddiursa felt very strongly about being babied these days.

"Farfetch'd," the bird agreed, nodding and raising a solemn wing as a promise.

"Thanks," Gil sighed. He looked at Farfetch'd again. "So listen, I get it. It's hard to devote your life to the service of others like that. But you're doing good work, and I'm sure your colony really appreciates it."

"Far," Farfetch'd hummed, tapping its beak again. He looked up at Gil, something about his expression shifting.

"I really admire you, and all the work you've done," Gil tipped his hat to the pokemon.

"Farfetch'd!"

"Huh?" Gil blinked at the sudden demand. But Farfetch'd jumped back onto its feet, flapping his wings, repeating the request to see his life as a ranger--to meet his family! "I-I don't-"

"Far-Farfetch'd!" he repeated. He wanted to see what it was like to be a colony protector of a different kind! He wanted to see life outside the grasslands! And he wanted to know more about this ranger.

"I don't really, y'know," Gil paused. He had just described how he didn't really have a partner pokemon, and Dragonite and Teddiursa somewhat fit into that category for him. But he didn't think it was an invitation.

"Farfetch'd," the bird pokemon stood tall, though. "Far-Farfetch'd."

Gil looked at the stubborn pokemon. He had to admit, he did make him think somewhat of Thena and how hard headed she could be sometimes. Farfetch'd was a pokemon who was used to being a diligent protector and caretaker. He would probably fit right in with them. Gil sighed.

"Far?"

"I don't have pokeballs," he held his hands up. "But if you wanna just come and...see the ranger centre--I guess that's fine. Don't get ahead of yourself, okay? I'm not...catching you, or anything."

"Fa-fa-far-fetch'd!" he laughed in the face of his reluctance.

Gil rolled his eyes; a pokemon laughing at him would fit right in with Thena's pokemon just fine. "Okay, let's go I guess."

"Farfetch'd!!!"

"Right, s-sorry," Gil nearly tripped. He had almost forget they had to find him a replacement leek first.

#Thenamesh pokemon AU #thank you for the ask love!!! #I love the idea of Gil getting a new pokemon #I thought really long and hard about what to pick for him #I thought about munchlax and oddish and alcremie #and ultimately I decided #Farfetch'd leek bird #Farfetched meets this human and thinks hm #he seems like a responsible family man #I am going to adopt this human for myself #Gil is like dude you can't just ask for a rootbeer float #don't just say you're MY pokemon now #he comes home with Farfetch'd #and Thena just laughs because she remembers how Gil reacted to Teddi first bonding to her #and Farfetch'd introduces himself #like a gentleman #and she says y'know I knew a Farfetch'd once you remind me of him #Farfetch'd says thank you for your hospitality #he makes dinner #and y'know what? #he's a great cook #Thena raves about the food and he's like okay maybe this duck is okay #she even kinda already knows how to care for one! #hers was Galarian and technically a different typing but still!

[im-the-fucking-mothman]

Rudolph is a mary sue.

#mary sue #rudolph the red nosed reindeer #rudolph #christmas #he's not like the other reindeer #he has extra magic #he gets bullied #then santa just is like #you there fly my sleigh #he saves christmas #then like everyone loves him #and like since mary sues are just self inserts i say whoever created it was a furry/therian #and y'know what? #GOOD FOR THEM #you live your best mary sue life #we adore those stories #but when a little girl does it then we have issues #whatever

[sastiel-is-my-serotonin]

I guess I should've known sooner that I have no attraction to men when even fictional men only caught my attention when they were gender swapped. Even if nothing changed besides they weren't a man, I was like ooh? Especially Sam Winchester. Like okay. Yeah, that's my babygirl but... Sam as a tall woman? Or as nonbinary? Got me kicking my feet and twirling my hair.

#the first original characters i introduced were a wlw couple and so were the next #are we really surprised? #i mean that and even my family were more surprised about when i came out as bi that i liked men #they always tacked men on as an afterthought in convos #''and when you get a girlfriend -...or boyfriend? y'know whichever... we support both. anyway your girlfriend-'' #and y'know what? #they were right lol

[yaboijakie]

howdy, i wrote another tf2 drabble that doesn’t really fit anywhere, this time focusing on scout and spy. y’all have fun with this one, it’s all entirely based around one punchline. 

Ever since his co-workers had come to learn of his relationship with Scout, Father’s Day on Teufort had become an unbearable holiday for Spy. Not only was it mindlessly hot with the day falling in Summer, but the others would relentlessly tease him for the entire day, throwing snide comments at him with Scout absolutely in hearing range, which drove him insane. 

But this year everyone was… quiet. No comments, jokes, or jabs, they had all left Spy relatively alone for the day. 

Which really only made him worry more as to what they may be planning. 

And his fears only worsened when he saw Demoman and Sniper pushing Scout towards him. 

“What’s the big deal?! You guys don’t have to shove that hard- ah, hey Spy,” Scout said sheepishly as he elbowed the other two away from him. At that, they gave Scout and Spy some space but were still in view so Spy could see them snickering. He glared at them before turning his attention to Scout with what he hoped was a calm and indifferent stare. 

“What is it?” Spy said coolly. 

“Look, uh… for some reason the guys wanted me to give you this,” Scout said quickly, bringing out a wrapped box from behind him. Spy stared at it, dumbfounded, as Scout continued. “And for some reason they wanted me, specifically, to give it to ya - I dunno why! - and they also won’t say what it is or why I’m even givin’ it to you, so uh. Have it if you want.” 

Scout held out the box dumbly. Spy continued to stare at it without moving. 

“...Er,” Spy cleared his throat. “Thank you.” He said quietly, and took it from the younger man. Scout seem surprised that he even took it. 

“No prob. I mean, I’m not the one who got it, like I said, I dunno what it is so hopefully it’s- not a bomb. I dunno why someone would get a bomb, unless it was Cyclops, he would’ve done that, but he said it’s not a bomb,” Scout rambled. Spy started unwrapping the box. “And y’know how he is, if it was a bomb, he prolly woulda said! Woulda been proud that it was a bomb, and I wouldn’t have said anything, I can be part of a prank! No offense, Spy,” Spy started opening the box. The snickering from Demoman and Sniper got louder. “But, y’know, you’re a dick, no one really likes you all that much. And you know that, so you wouldn’t have a problem with stuff like that. Since you sorta do it on purpose. Anyway, what’d they get you?” 

Spy held up the mug from the box. 

“Aw, nice! A mug! Looks pretty decent too!” Scout said cheerfully. 

Spy, however, was not so happy. 

Because on the side of the mug he was looking at, the side that was currently not in Scout’s line of sight, he could see what was written on it. 

The tacky, absolutely ridiculous mug that someone thought was a fantastic joke said in big, bold, red letters, 

“WORLD’S SLUTTIEST ABSENT FATHER” 

Spy’s expression went from indifferent to absolutely horrified. Demoman and Sniper were howling with laughter. Scout was only growing more and more confused by the second. 

“Wha- the hell’s goin’ on, what’s so funny?! Lemme look-” Scout snatched the mug away from Spy before he had a second to react. Scout took a moment to read it and a grin slowly spread on his face. 

“That’s- ha- that’s really- haHAH- god that’s really freakin’ funny,” Scout said, trying to cover his laughs in between his words. Then he squinted at the mug. “Wait, Spy, you’re a dad?” 

Spy didn’t have a chance to answer that, as he was already chasing Demoman and Sniper with the intent to kill them.

#i've had this stupid punchline idea #for AGES #i thought calling spy #the world's sluttiest absent father #is incredibly fucking funny #and y'know what? #so would the mercs #so here we are #team fortress 2 #tf2 #tf2 scout #tf2 spy

[katastrophic-n3vulaa]

a little excerpt from a new daredevil and avengers fic im writing.

premise: matt did die at midland circle, but he learnt many things from stick, and he can be the devil in more than name, so he refused to fall.

The world is on fire.

All his nerves are firing, the cuts on his body like flows of molten rock, the raw skin over his torso is covered in flaking patches of blood, the microscopic particles in the air running like sandpaper over his open skin, the vibrations of a train more than twenty blocks away arching through his bones, the lines of still-warm blood that flow down his body feels like someone carving a white-hot knife through him even though blood isn’t even close to that temperature-

Footsteps sound on steel sixteen blocks away. He flinches, burying his head deeper into his shoulders, but he can still hear all of it- 

The minivan with AC/DC blaring through the speakers and the shouts and yells of the eleven people drunk and dancing thirty-seven blocks away, the cars on the streets, the screech of breaks failing as one car slams into a corner shop’s glass window, taking a drunk couple with them into death,

a man with a broken rib and a woman with a dislocated shoulder screaming and yelling at each other in Romanian, as a little girl two rooms over holds her baby brother in his crib crying, three pairs of people having sex, the dying heartbeat of an old woman sitting on the side of the road, staring up at the stars,

the gunfight at the docks, two kids screaming for someone to save their father as an alcoholic mother smashes a bottle into his exposed back, a teen sitting on top of a ten-storey building zipping up a bag and stepping off the ledge-

A child in the corner of a room, gagged and long since out of tears shivering violently as their blood pressure drops to lethal levels, a sister curling around the dying body of her older brother held by her mother and father as their son dies of something that could’ve been treated had they been anywhere else,

the screams of children, teens, adults and elders alike, the laughs of thirteen different people- some hysterical, some cruel, one joyful- and the thousands of different heartbeats he hears-

He can hear the gravel under his feet, the scrape of his bare feet across it, the bones in his body moving, joints rotating as his ligaments move in an instinctual way to walk, his muscles contracting and expanding, his blood rushing around his body, the blood still running on the outside of his body over skin, his heartbeat, the grinding of his teeth and his eyes blinking but he can’t see and he hasn’t been able to since he was nine-

He shudders as the scent of rotting and decaying bodies rush over him, joining the smell of salt, wind, pollen, dead fish, sulphur, motor oil, sweat, sex, alcohol, skin, nylon, plastic, burning rubber, metal, leather, cologne, perfume, tears, bricks and more and more and more and more-

But he hears familiar humming from a familiar place as he clenches his eyes shut to stop the dust and sound and light from touching them, and he stumbles from an alley as the talking of four people becomes crystal clear, he can hear the mechanical whirring from a man’s chest,

the high-pitched endless squeal of hearing-aids from another, the trained quiet from a woman, and the heavy thundering heartbeat from a man who’s muscles twitch then move as the man steps towards him, and he can hear the man’s lungs contract and air start moving as the man’s vocal folds move and the man starts yelling, “sir!” and he flinches, burying his head further into his shoulders and limping on forward to that familiar place.

bc i haven't slept, for anyone who actually reads all the way down here, you get a present called the google doc link where i put my chapters. all it's got is some of chapter 1 at the moment

Also, the 'him' refers to matt, because he quite literally just revived himself and escaped after a year of semi-torture, and he doesn't remember his name yet.

the man refers to steve (captain america) most of the time

also i know the formatting is shit, but ao3 has more space so hopefully it dont look as shit on there

#that's just a little bit #so #yeah #daredevil #mcu #fanfic #mcu crossover #mcu fic #matt murdock #nmcu #i guess? #im shit at tagging #yeahhhhhhhh #uh #the avengers #will actually be a large part of this fic #so will other people #and y'know what? #imma put the google doc link at the end. #im just that nice. #it is the google doc link do not fear #it has what i've done of chapter 1 so far #WIP #daredevil au #mmmm #yeah that's it for now.

[seven-thewanderer]

YAYAYAYA HERE IT ISS!!!!

The surprise indeed was...

A new introduction!!!

I wanted to add things to it, and fix it up, and just... give it more a vibe I was hoping for!!

but yeyeye I'm so happy about this I really loved drawing this, like the last (2) intros (not the first intro, which wasn't drawn) were kinda like "I don't feel like drawing this, but I need an intro", but this one was more "I wanna draw this, I wanna change this up, I actually am having fun drawing this"!!!

So I'm really happy about it :3c

#random post #and y'know what? #I surprisingly think this might be a #rant #but... it's a positive one at least #so yeah there's a positive for the rant tag :3 #but yeyeyeyeyee I'm still so happy about this one

[headfullofdolls]

So, now with the series 4 bios out, Lila Yamamoto is confirmed to be mixed Japanese and Chinese.

And this is good, of course, because the least they can do to explain her outfits is to have her be mixed heritage. Because there was a lot of reasonable concern over the cultural mishmashing going on with her fashions, as others have explained. And I’ve seen some people express relief because now we can put those concerns to rest!

...But as much as I, someone also Asian and mixed, would like to believe MGA planned for Lila to be mixed Japanese and Chinese from the start...

“Her dad is Japanese, and her mom is Chinese.”

That is the easiest sentence to insert into a paragraph as an afterthought. Just change “rich cultural roots” to “rich multicultural roots” and bada boom, she’s mixed now.

“Loves incorporating her family’s diverse culture with street style fashion” should really say “cultures” though, plural, so they forgot to fix that 🤔 But hey, that could easily be a simple typo, right?

Except the bio only mentioning Lila being a “streetstyle icon in Tokyo” also seems odd. She has a Japanese last name, lives in Tokyo, and reads rare manga, all referencing her Japanese heritage, but the bio makes no references to her Chinese heritage aside from her mom. If she “loves incorporating her family’s diverse culture(s)” with her fashion so much, why not a brief mention about what inspired her to incorporate Chinese elements? Like visiting her mom’s family in China (naming another specific city like Tokyo), or her mom introducing her to Chinese arts or fashions as she grew, in contrast to the Japanese culture surrounding them. Or being inspired by her parents’ respect for each others’ traditions and the way they incorporated them together while raising her. Lily Cheng’s bio talks about her growing up with “the best of both worlds,” so there’s already precedent for that similar experience. And there’s other students with longer bios that talk more about their families or backgrounds (see Krystal’s and Stella’s for instance), so it’s not like there wasn’t enough space or it’d be out of place for Lila’s bio to have a short reference to her Chinese cultural influences. Saying only, “Her dad is Japanese, and her mom is Chinese,” sounds bland and impersonal. And to me, seems like a hasty inclusion to hand-wave away the inconsistencies in Lila’s outfits. Because even with her mixed heritage, there are better, more respectful ways to incorporate Chinese and Japanese culture “with street style fashion” than the muddled hodgepodge they designed for her doll, if they only did more research.

You could say I’m being cynical and nitpicking, and you’d be right! But I also love Rainbow High and want better from it. Good representation is important (especially in properties directed at younger demographics), and it’s important to critique big corporations when they drop the ball, or at least question their actions. Because this issue isn’t new, isn’t even surprising, even just looking at Rainbow High’s history of diversity and representation. On the plus side, as fans have pushed for them to do better, they have started doing better! On the other hand, it’s frustrating to have to keep pushing for it, instead of the paid professional teams at MGA putting in the work and awareness to be better before anyone has to point it out to them.

I’m glad, relieved even, to have written confirmation of Lila as mixed race (I was worried they wouldn’t have any justification for her outfits at all). But planned or not, it doesn’t absolve the cultural carelessness issues going on with her clothes. As our first canonical multicultural representation in Rainbow High, I sorely wish she was better. Lila deserved better. We deserved better. But now, keeping that in mind, all we can do is speak out, and push for MGA to do better in the future.

#rainbow high #lila yamamoto #saw someone say now people could ''finally sleep at night instead of hating MGA'' and it activated my fight or flight reaction #and y'know what? #¿por que no los dos? (: #lila i want to love you but you're also causing me immense emotional turmoil :\ #like i almost never see darker-skin asian rep #i've literally seen more ads for ''skin-lightening'' products on trips to my mom's country #and then! woe! dark tan asian doll be upon ye! #eeeexcept her fashion is an insincere mix of east asian cultures as if they're all the same! yaaaaay #(and also her second skirt is just a straight up recolor of karma's) #(which is a smaller unrelated issue but still. annoying :\) #(like did they run out of ideas or just cheap out hahaaaaa) #anyway. i'm just out here writing long posts about dolls instead of going to bed. i am very normal #but hey! guess that also means i'm ''hating MGA'' instead of ''finally sleeping at night'' lmaoooo gottem #we've come full circle. the salt prevails #doll thoughts #tag specifically for rainbow high thoughts

[chronicbackstabbingdisorder]

I've lost every ounce of respect for people trying to tell other people how they need to heal from their traumas and mental illnesses.

Think someone is coping in an unhealthy manner? Not your business. Think someone is making themself worse? Not your business. Think someone just needs to be less negative and self depreciating and just have more positivity in their life? Not your fucking business.

If someone is coping in a way you don't like, it isn't your job to tell them how you think they should be coping. If someone literally doesn't want to heal, it isn't your job to drag them kicking and screaming into recovery. Trying to dicate another person's recovery will often only end up harming them more, you need to accept that other people heal and cope in ways that you don't like, and you need to accept that not everyone wants recovery.

#this attitude is literally what drove me away from pro-recovery spaces and into anti-recovery spaces instead #and y'know what? #i found so much more solidarity and understanding in those spaces than i ever did among the pro-recovery circles #and as backwards as it may sound that was a big step in actually beginning to heal #i needed a space where i wasn't being judged for how i cope and wasn't being constantly pushed to fix myself #i needed space to just be mentally ill on my own terms #vent

[thewolfisawake]

Animated/Disney Songs for Muses:

There's also the whole playlist here

Eriskyne: Open Up Your Eyes

Kesil: Bad Little Boy

Nico: Strangers Like Me

Artemis: Waiting on a Miracle

Eiji: Danny's Arrival Song

Samir: Perfectly

Bijou: Ultraluminary

Ceilidh: My Own Drum

Aspis: I Am Moana (Song of the Ancestors)

Deianeira: Toxic Love

Crowe: Waiting in the Wings

Percy: One Jump Ahead

Dominicus: I'm the Bad Guy

Altyn: It's Tough to Be a God (I mean, it's her tag)

Tannim: Wind in My Hair

Noita: Speechless

Iris: Perfect Isn't Easy

Reyes: I'd Rather Be Me (With You) (Also his vc)

Sullivan: He's a Tramp

Donovan: I'll Make a Man Out of You (Look, I'll be damned if I didn't get one Mulan song on here)

Yukina: Everything Stays

Bayani: Impossible / It's Possible

#{Muse Headcanon Lists #I cheated on like two #but y'know #I did my best #Kris wanted to me to fall into the disney thing #and y'know what? #my feed is probably messed up because of this

[princess-ditzy]

some kid is listening to determinate by lemonade mouth so loud I can hear it through it their headphones 😭😭😭

#and y'know what? #slay #rhonda rambles

[aaaaaaaaaaaghhhhhh]

I am a SLUT for hurt/comfort in stories like oooooohh boy got me rubbing my hands maniacally

#seriously #like on my hands and knees for #hurt/comfort #it could be the same situation too #and y'know what? #I'll eat it up #everytime