#so this is real ugly

[dadralt]

Ciri remembering people important to her

Bonus:

#thewitcheredit #ciri #the witcher netflix #twn s3 spoiler #userbecca #**gifs #impossible to gif episode #so this is real ugly #but it's the thought that counts #i loved all these little tidbits :')))) #that's her bigass family #and how she was like 'they'll be so worried' and it's like YES BABE THEY ARE #they love you so so so so much #edited to add roachie of course!!! how could i forget

[ultramagni]

im not supporting it bc fuck nfts or wtv but they made this ultra magnus funko pop and it's...ummm!

its speaks for itself 💀

#HE LOOKS SO DISGUSTED WITH #IDK #EVERYTHING #ITS SO BAD BRO #😭😭 #im so glad its not real because i dont think even i could've defended this ugly ass shit #and im one of ultra magnus' biggest glazers 🙏 #ultra magnus #transformers #maccadams #tf #maccadam #funko pop

[monstertidbits]

coming january 4th

#dungeon meshi #THE MONSTERSSS THE GOLDEN CITY RESIDENTSSS THE ORCSSS🥹 #plus one of my favorite marcille hairstyles :) #their expressions are so on point. laios i love you❤️crazy #but we gotta be real. the eng trademark is ugly...

[thelaurenshippen]

a remake of "you've got mail" called "you've got kudos" about two fic writers who make flirty comments on each other's fics, only to realize that they already know each other because they used to be on opposite sides of a fandom war when they were teenagers under different usernames

#this is essentially the plot of tweet cute #and probably the exact plot of a real book somewhere #which is why I'm posting it instead of putting it in my little ideas folder #so that someone can direct me toward the version of it that almost certainly already exists #so that I can consume it #the original rivalry is on ff.net #and it gets UGLY #but like...not so ugly you don't root for them to get together #and then they grow and realize fighting over ships is a worthless past time #and become cheerleaders for each other's work #only to eventually put two and two togehter #but also #like....fUn fan wars #not cyberbullying fan wars #it would be a careful balance #anyway I saw the phrase you've got kudos on here and thought about youve got mail #so here I am cringeposting book ideas like its 2013 or some shit

[ninety-two-bees]

geologist remus AU in which he has the largest rock collection known to man but it’s all granite and sandstone and other rocks that no one else thinks look cool

he has his rock hammer and his hard hat and he spends his days in stupid rural areas just looking through soil and in rivers for things he can break open or put under a microscope, and he takes samples home in his pockets even though it means there’s dirt and sand everywhere

queue sirius, who knows nothing about rocks but knows that some minerals are shiny, and he has a great time fidgeting with the pretty minerals that remus thinks are “too boring”

bonus points for remus doing a taste test on his rocks to determine what kind of minerals they are (because yes, that is a genuine way of determining mineral type)

#this is so badly worded i’m sorry #but geologist remus is real to me #he’s so excited about his ugly little rocks #sitting at his desk in his rock design cardigan #and he’s looking at rubies and amethysts under a microscope and going ‘boring’ #because mudstone is cooler #marauders #remus lupin #sirius black

[officialspec]

ill be honest as much as i love to criticise the use of fatphobia for comedy ill never be able to hold the fatphobic jokes in kung fu panda against it

like yea those movies are guilty of dipping into The Usual Tropes for a cheap laugh but not only is the character writing for the fat characters the strongest and most sympathetic ive Ever seen literally just the character designs of the pandas in the 3rd movie get me choked up sometimes. theyre all so appealing and clearly treated with the same care and attention as everyone else without copping out and making them Barely Fat. po is already a size that doesnt exist in film protags and hes still the thinnest person in that whole village and that meant a lot to me

#i havent seen the movies in ages but the design of the ribbon dancer is sooo . AUGH #like not just to have that many fat characters but have them be REALLY fat without being treated as ugly or nasty #OR THEIR FATNESS BEING TEMPORARY !!! its their natural state thats how theyre meant to look!!!! #its easy to get caught in the thinking of like. having fat characters be a minority in a lineup to reflect 'real life' #EVEN THO that isnt always true but regardless #having a cast where the nonfat characters are so few and far between theyre hardly present at all. so fucking enriching 2 me #imo writing-wise the third one is by far the weakest but it still is just so important to me that they designed the pandas like that #can i kfp post on main is that allowed #idk i watched a video essay im emotional abt this again

[adamshallperish]

all my life i thought matthew mcconaughey was just like idk some generic guy hollywood engineered in a lab for white moms to buy trashy magazines to masturbate with but then i watch true detective and now i need him carnally. he's got range is all i'm sayin.

#i will be real i'd never like voluntarily looked up what he looked like until i saw true detective #so my first exposure to him was rust cohle's scrongly ass #and imagine my shock when i found out that he's like. generic hot to people #like him as rust is so ugly hot to me #true detective #true detective season 1 #true detective s1 #rust cohle #rustin cohle #matthew mcconaughey #mine

[bixels]

This Twitter MLP human redesign drama is a mess, leave me the fuck out of it.

#saw people posting my designs to put down other artists' designs saying that i'm the “correct way” of doing things #don't do that #i don't give a SHIT if people are redesigning these HORSES to be fat or “”“ugly”“” people they're all valid #this whole thing is so dumb just say “i don't like the art style” and move on #“hey op i spent 4 hours of time and effort to redraw your shitty redesign and show you how it's really done” you're fucking weird #you know that right? dedicating that much time to cash in on a hate trend when you could be creating something unique and original with lov #your insistence that human redesigns need to be attractive and symmetrical and anything deviating that is woke psy-op brainwashing #is fucking weird. saw an entire tweet reposting my designs listing off how i “got it right.” bullet point: “looks like real people” #the black fat pinkie design with braces that went viral looks more like a real person than any of my designs you asshole #or maybe you spent too much time in high school bullying people who look like that to notice #personal #delete later #do not use my art to belittle artists who've done nothing wrong this legit made me really angry today

[skiitter]

Astarion brutally, viciously stabbing Cazador to death in a blind rage before collapsing to his knees and ugly sobbing is actually something that can be so personal.

#the total lack of music to really underscore the severity of the moment #the tremendous catharsis #the ugliness to the sobbing that is SO real #it ruined me #baldur’s gate iii #spoilers #BG3 #BG3 spoilers #Astarion #Cazador #I’m so serious about these spoilers

[eedaeth]

🐎👹⚔️

Back to my roots for a sec with some Zelda art. Dude I haven't drawn anything Zelda related since-- I don't remember. LONG TIME. Roughly when TotK was first showcased I think? Sooooo yeah. Long overdue.

ANYWAYS. I have been playing it a LOT recently, running around being the most USELESS and EARTHSHATTERINGLY STUPID man to ever disgrace Hyrule. Riding around on noble steed George wearing my stupid fucking Horriblin get-up and BURNING SHIT.

Yeah, so enjoy this kinda janky drawing, do NOT LOOK AT IT TOO CLOSELY. KAPESH? HEY- HEY stop searching for signs of my laziness- OI GET BACK FROM YOUR SCREEN SHOO

#zelda #zelda fanart #tears of the kingdom #Im so fuckin for real if i catch you looking for my ugly mistakes I will appear in your fridge #totk fanart #the legend of zelda #loz totk #link totk #link fanart #link botw #im a fashion icon in this game #ITS SO FUNNY CAUSE THE BIGASS NOSE OF THE MASK IS ALWAYS IN FRAME IN EVERY CUTSCENE

[ghost-proofbaby]

when you know, you know. (e.m.)

summary: air hockey has never been so romantic.

warnings: it's alluded to that reader is wearing red lipstick. not edited.

pairing: eddie munson x reader

wc: 1.8k+

a/n: a very late valentine's day gift for you all (and eddie). also, the fact i've never written proper mechanic eddie... what a shame.

“Yes!” 

If any of the nearby children flinched, you didn’t notice. You were too wrapped up in your victory, going as far as to partake in a terribly embarrassing dance on your end of the air hockey table as Eddie shakes his head slowly. 

“You definitely cheated,” he deadpans, a twitch of a smile nearly giving him away as he leans down to pick the puck out of the slot below on his end, “There’s no way you’re about to beat me in under five minutes, again.” 

You smile, lips painted red under the lowlights of the arcade as you lean over the table and taunt him, “Or maybe it’s just a skill issue. I wouldn’t keep beating you if you were actually a professional in air hockey like you’d claimed, Munson.” 

Three dates – tonight makes four – and you still hadn’t quite worked out how you’d managed to capture the attention of the boy before you. When he’d originally asked you out to coffee, you’d swallowed down all your excessive excitement just to answer him. The local mechanic that you’d been making heart eyes at every few months when you’d go in for an oil check, the one who hadn’t allowed the others at the shop to oversell you on a damn thing when you’d get your tires rotated. Who always smiled shyly as he’d bring you back your keys.

You’d figured the coffee date would last an hour if you were lucky. The two of you would spend more than five minutes in the same room together, he’d realize how overbearing you were, and that would be the end of it. Ridiculous crush effectively squashed. 

But it hadn’t. 

It had lasted hours, plural. Coffees finished and second lattes nursed until they’d gone cold, the outcome had been the exact opposite of your expectations. Your conversation had flowed effortlessly, common ground and common interests found with ease, and suddenly, Eddie was more than just some cute mechanic for your friends to tease you over. 

The first date had only ended due to his shift at the shop that afternoon. 

The subsequent sushi dinner date, and then the movie night the next week, had also lasted hours. 

“For someone who works on cars, you should be a lot better with your hands,” you poke gentle fun at him as he makes the first hit against the puck this time, far more careful than you had been when serving. 

“Or maybe I’m just determined to keep letting my pretty date win.” 

“And why would you ever do that?” 

Another hit from your mallet, the sharp tapping of your aggressive push ringing out over the sound of nearby machines. You don’t dare to glance in the direction of the ruckus, but you’re pretty sure someone has just won an exciting amount of tickets based on the squeals of glee. 

“I dunno,” Eddie pauses to shrug after he hits the puck once more, his guard dropping. You’re ruthless as you take the opportunity to shoot the puck straight into ‘goal’ on his side of the table. A straight shot, far too easy for your liking, but you still celebrate the victory with another embarrassing dance, “Maybe it’s because I’m into that ridiculous dance they keep doing whenever they score.” 

You immediately stop your little jumps, eyes widening, a rush of embarrassment heating you up from the inside out as Eddie’s eyes stay glued on you. The table powers down as he makes his way around it, feet bringing him right to you. 

You’d always thought Eddie would find you weird, or odd, or unappealing after that coffee date, but the outcome had been better than you could have possibly conceived.

He was an absolute weirdo as well. 

Fondness overtakes his features just like it had on that coffee date when you’d accidentally snorted at one of his jokes, and your heart flutters eagerly. You can’t believe there had been a time you’d only watch him from behind glass, trying to not get caught as you would blatantly stare at him as he’d work on your car. A time when you’d only see his curls up in loose buns rather than framing his face as they were now, a time when you couldn’t even shake his hand due to it being covered in oil. 

That had all only been a month ago, but you already couldn’t imagine your life without Eddie Munson in it. 

“Don’t go shy on me now,” he chuckles as he stops in front of you, smirk deepening the dimples you’d only noticed on your second date with him. He’d been too bashful the first date, ducking whenever his grin would grow too wide on you, biting his tongue on half the flirtatious remarks you wished he would have said. “You won, fair and square, so what’s your prize gonna be, valentine?” 

He also waited until the second date to kiss you. That had nearly killed you. 

“It’s not very fair if you let me win,” you whisper, unable to look away from his eyes. They’re a soft brown, a smooth honey, a nice sight for sore eyes. You kind of like the crinkles beside them, too. Kind of wonder what it would be like to wake up beside him, roll over, and kiss them – all before the sun ever rose. 

He reaches out and gingerly grabs your hand, calloused fingertips brushing your knuckles before he entangles your fingers with his. “Psh, who said I let you win? Maybe I just really suck at air hockey.”

“You just-”

You never get to finish your argument. He’s quick to swoop down, capturing your lips in his. The rudest of interruptions, and it still manages to weaken your knees. 

Each kiss only grows sweeter. And more confident, more sure. The first one had been timid, exchanged on your doorstep with boyish hesitation and meek desperation. But now, several kisses experienced since that night, all apprehension has melted. He lets his lips meld to yours, captures your bottom lip just tightly enough to give it a brief tug when he pulls away. Still soft, ever so sweet, and leaving you wanting for more. 

Four dates. All it took was four dates for him to make you a goner. 

“Now, that wasn’t fair,” you breathe out, betrayed by the smile that you wear. Your chest feels shaken up, impending explosion of mushiness and flowers and hearts and every single cliche the love songs on the radio could squeeze out.

“It was your prize.”

“I never said I wanted a kiss for my prize.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” he puts a dramatic hand up to his chest, leaning back so dramatically that your hand instinctively reaches out to loop a finger in his jean pocket to keep him upright, “Would you like me to take it back, my fair maiden?” 

Four dates, and he makes it impossible to not imagine a future of this. Of silly banter, of gentle mornings spent kissing away crows feet, of cutting one another off with the most infuriating of methods. You’re starting to believe you’re just a hopeless romantic, and he’d spotted that from a mile away – he knew every single button to press to have you putty in his hands, and he was taking full advantage of it. 

You giggle, an honest to God giggle, as you say, “Hm, I’m not sure. I heard the return policies on those are a bit wonky.” 

If your friends thought you were insufferable when he was some stranger you just had a crush on, they would be vomiting at the sight of this. 

He leans into your space, close enough to smell his faint cologne and mint on his breath, “Are they? Well, lucky for you, I’m friends with the shop owner. Can definitely accept the return without a receipt. It won’t be a problem, ma’am. I swear it.”

He’s weird. He’s goofier than you could have imagined, snarkier than you could have dreamed, and more romantic than you had yet to uncover. He’s kind of perfect, but you wouldn’t dare say that to his face. Not yet, at least. 

You’re glad you had said yes when he’d asked days prior for you to be his Valentine. And you’re glad he hadn’t gone the boring route, showing up with just chocolates and flowers and calling it a day, but had instead dragged you out to this arcade for a night of adventures as he claimed. 

“And how would one go about returning a kiss, kind sir?” 

He answers wordlessly, bringing up a finger to tap on his lips. He goes as far as pouting them dramatically. 

He wants you to kiss him. 

Lucky for him, you want to kiss him, too. 

Your kiss is more chaste. Teasing as you lift up onto your tippy toes and only press your lips to his for a brief second before falling back. You leave him wanting more – it’s written all over his face, along with a blush that races right over the bridge of his nose. 

He’s cute. He’s cute, and he’s weird, and you really fucking like him. 

“Now that that’s over with,” you have to change the topic, move right along before your heart truly bursts from your chest, “I know what I want my prize to be.” 

He takes a moment to recover, pupils almost resembling hearts as he stares down at you. Eventually he pulls himself from your trance, shaking his head as he asks, “And what would that be?”

You’re the one taking his hand this time. If he gave you the time, you’d like to learn each callous and scar by heart. Trace over them in the middle of night, when it’s just you and him in the darkness beneath your sheets. Memorize the way they feel as he explores every curvature of your body and figure out which of the roughest patches would brush against your most sensitive bits in a way that would make you arch your back right into him. 

The two of you haven’t even discussed if that’s where the night might lead, but you’re sort of hoping the luck in the air doesn’t run out. 

“There’s an awfully pretty ring in the case up at the ticket counter,” you muse, knowing damn well the ring was the ugliest thing either of you had ever seen in your lives, “Think you’ve got the tickets to spare?” 

His hand gives you a squeeze. Something not too tight, something perfectly comfortable. It’s only the fourth date, it’s only the first month – it’s only the beginning. 

“Anything for you, sweetheart,” he says, more earnestly than you’d expected, as he steals another kiss. 

You let him. You have this aching feeling in your chest that you’ll probably let him steal an endless amount from you for the rest of your life. 

When you know, you know. Or whatever the poets say.

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#my writing #ghost's stories #eddie munson #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson fanfic #i want eddie to win me an ugly arcade ring thanks #also reader falling in love within a month of properly knowing eddie is so real #me too baby me fuckin too #on one tonight idk #let's gooo <3

[cametotheshowinsd]

SPEAK NOW (TAYLOR'S VERSION) | July 7th, 2023

I recorded this album when I was 32 (and still growing up, now) and the memories it brought back filled me with nostalgia and appreciation. For life, for you, for the fact that I get to reclaim my work. Thank you a million times, for the memories that break our fall.

#taylor swift #tswiftedit #tswiftgif #speak now #speak now taylor’s version #userelena #userleah #I love all the vault tracks #but ngl #TIMELESS fucks me up real bad #I cried so ugly like. 30 seconds in #I mean I love every Taylor eras but what makes Speak Now so magical #it's this kind of whimscal wistful songwriting #and the country melodies...she killed it

[acecroft]

Sam Winchester in SUPERNATURAL 6.12

#spnedit #supernaturaledit #samedit #jpadaleckiedit #tvedit #sam winchester #jared padalecki #spn #supernatural #spn season 6 #mygifs #so refreshing seeing sam in a nice shirt #he usually wears some real ugly stuff

[rosepompadour]

I had always had a big bust and long, skinny legs — at one time I had wanted to chop a bit off them — and in my netball shorts at school I looked gangly. I always felt top-heavy. But one day at school we were lying around reading and a girl called Paula said, "Your eyes are the color of cornflowers." I thought, How lovely. What a nice thing to say. I didn't have overweening self-confidence, and I don't think any model did. I was flattered when people said or wrote nice things about me, but I saw beautiful girls every day and, compared with people like Jean Shrimpton, I felt I was way down the pecking order. That is the negative side of modeling. You have to look really good to get the jobs, so you put yourself into a situation that feeds your insecurities. If you don't get a job, you think it's because you're not pretty enough. It allows you — in fact, it forces you — to concentrate on your flaws, and that's destructive.

- PATTIE BOYD

#the fact that pattie and jane birkin thought they were plain and jean shrimpton actually referred to herself as ugly is sheer insanity #makes me think of those vomit-inducing girlblogger posts that always pop up: i'm so pretty i'm a real life doll etc etc. #and meanwhile jane birkin is looking in the miror like 'OH WELL i guess i'll have to do' #truly hilarious and sad at the same time #pattie boyd #the beatles #beatlesedit #sixties sweethearts #*

[henfox]

now we're even. RED, WHITE & ROYAL BLUE: dir. matthew lopez (2023), nov. casey mcquiston (2019)

#they do give me: you’re in the wind; i’m in the water……… #this is so ugly omfg #but it took too long uhm #rwrb #rwrbedit #red white and royal blue #ngalitzineedit #tzpedit #rwrbsource #rwrbfilm #gifedit #alex claremont diaz #henry fox #m* #rwrb* #i may delete this later #someone play lana del rey for real (it’s what henry would want)

[2aceofspades]

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#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #f!leo #future leo #rise cassandra #bad future rottmnt #wrong fabricated time branch #i'm having a ~great~ time just ~ugly crying~ while i'm trying to draw shapes on a page #i hate these two so much/aff #also! if you get the reference/parallel you're a real one #:)