#because why not!

[daphne-miles]

Holy hell... we're in trouble. So much trouble.

THE ARTFUL DODGER, 1.06 "Bully in the Alley"

#tvedit #theartfuldodgeredit #the artful dodger #belle fox #jack dodger #belle x jack #* #userelliee #romancegifs #userotp #cinematv #perioddramaedit #perioddramasource #i think it's very clear where i gave up on the colouring and frames lmao #not a fan of the colouring but i spent way too long on this not to post it! #ellie is witness to my incoherent screaming and yelling when i watched this #absolutely INSANE #i wanted to gif the *entire* scene but i have responsibilities (aka work tomorrow) so i stopped at their mouths hovering over each other #because why not!

[aortaargent]

time to talk on main about my sappiest ever icemav au that I think about fondly when the sun is particularly warm, when wine gets uncorked, or I see either of these films: IceMav "A Good Year" (2006) au, with Mav as a fiery, irrational, suspicious goddess of a waiter and Ice as the haughty, espresso-fueled stockbroker faced with the agonising ordeal of bureaucracy and wine in rural France. Mainly for the exact scene where Mav flashes half of the town square in a fit of righteous anger outside a restaurant and accidentally causes Ice to fall in love with him and decide that maybe a life in a French villa wouldn't be so bad. (Also featuring a classic Harley Davidson Softail Heritage Springer.)

(I can never resist showing this clip)

#icemav #random au ideas #because why not!

[izayoichan]

Fantasy Magical Christmas interlude. 🎶

(Poses by the equally magical @simmireen lot again by @anaria-ithil)

#simblr #the ward legacy #ts4 #ts4 alpha #the sims 4 screenshots #the sims 4 #ts4 screenshots #sims 4 #sims 4 screenshots #Hayle Ward #Christian Ward #I admit #her poses is one of the things that drag me into sims #that and builds like these #they trigger the fantasy person in me #and here we are #with a little fantasy interlude #because why not! #and of course it was these two #it was just to tempting

[epiclamer]

hi if you want to could you maybe write hero getting very beat up and hurt perhaps by villain bc idk they are enemies after all i just want to see how the story can go umm yea ok bye

Heroes and villains are enemies????? News to me.

Hurtful Conclusions

Villain leaned against Hero’s apartment door causally, watching their nemesis struggle up the stairs, one arm across their chest clutching their ribs and the other supporting them against the wall. They were leaning heavily on their right leg and winced every time they had to put down their left one.

Some twisted version of pride swelled in Villains stomach at the realization of just how much power they truly held.

“Not so fun is it, hm?” The criminal called as Hero approached, refusing to lift their gaze from the floor as they tried to push past their nemesis and to their front door. “Ah, ah, ah… Let me help you with that, little hero. You’ve had quite the beating after all…”

Hero weakly pushed the villain out of the way, scrambling for their keys in their back pocket as they held back tears of pain. Gritting their teeth to hold back any snarky remark that could have their head plastered against the wood floors.

“Yeah. I wonder why.”

Villain giggled at the heavily coated sarcasm in their enemy’s voice as they watched them throw open the door and hobble into their apartment. Not bothering to try and shut the villain out, they were much too weak for that.

“Oh come on, just because we’re enemies on the battle field doesn’t mean we have to keep it up off duty too!” They shut the door gently behind them, following the injured hero into their kitchen as the other searched for the first aid kit and Villain searched for a pot.

Hero murmured something under their breath as they dug around in all their cupboards, unsure of where they had last placed the emergency kit, yet slowly and surely losing their patience. Doing their best to act unbothered by their nemesis’s presence as their blood boiled underneath.

Usually, the pair kept a strict “no major injuries” rule during their battles. However, Villain seemed to have forgotten such an agreement in their last meeting and Hero was sure they would be counting broken bones in a minute.

“Let me make it up to you.” Villain drawled, pouring various ingredients and spices into a large pot that was set to boil on Hero’s stove. “I make us a big pot of my grandma’s specialty chicken soup, and you forgive me for being a little harsh today.”

Hero slammed their fist against the countertop, rattling their dishes and ingredients splayed out for the villains convenience.

They had had enough.

“Is this some sort of game to you? Is this funny? Some stupid saviour complex you have buried deep down inside?” Hero shouted, frustrated and overwhelmed with everything going on around them and especially the villain in this moment.

“You hurt, you fight, you kill. And then you think you can just waltz into my apartment and act like we’re friends? You’re a monster, Villain.”

Villain had to admit that they had come here out of what little goodness they had left in their heart, but the fact that Hero didn’t seem to see that same goodness stung a little too harshly for Villains liking. They had lost control in today’s fight and their power hungry self had relished in the feeling of finally being on top of it all.

But now? Now they were feeling guilty. The goodness in their heart was there to cover up the feeling of guilt. To make them feel like they were a kind person at their depths.

Maybe Hero was right. Maybe this was all some sick game to Villains heart.

The crime-stopper had gone back to their rummaging, tears streaking down their face as their legs could hardly keep them up anymore. They were so helpless, so weak. They just wanted to lay down and deal with everything tomorrow, if they could even survive that long.

Just as everything started to feel like a dead end and Hero was on the verge of giving up entirely and resigning to sleeping on the kitchen floor for the night, they felt a pair of arms wrap around their waist, guiding them gently over to the sofa. It was Villain, obviously, but the kindness, the gentleness in how they handled Hero’s beaten body was so perfectly delicate. Hero sunk into it entirely, giving in to their nemesis they had just finished yelling at.

Villain placed them down against the raggedy old couch, adjusting their position until the constant forms of pain soften a little in Hero’s brows. The criminal smiled at their nemesis, they truly cared for them, if only Hero had cared the same.

“You know, maybe you’re right, Hero.” The villain wrapped a gentle hand around the others neck, tightening the pressure against them until they started sputtering for breath. “Maybe I’ve been too nice to you lately. We’re enemies after all.”

#a little angst for you #because why not! #hero x villain #villain #villain x hero #hero #drabbles #fantasy #imagines #oneshots #scenarios #hero and villain #villain and hero #villains x heroes #heroes x villains #heroes #villains #heroes and villains #villains and heroes #angst #whumper villain #whumpee hero #whump #whumper #whumpee

[sigyn-foxyposts]

So I recently figured out my sexuality AGAIN..as one does! And I've just come to realize how much denial I was in for most of my life. LIKE COME ON GIRLIE-

Because get this, In my early tweens I was like:

"i like boys but girls are so nice too! Then I must be bisexual right?"

No! Because after a while I met my gender fluid trans partner and went:

"You know what, maybe I'm sapphic! I love woman but I'm also inclusive"

Nope! It didn't feel right after a while and I was also struggling with my aceness at the time, so I went:

"Fine! Then I gotta be Omnisexual, because I have preferences don't i? It's clear as day!"

And I thought I was for a LONG while until I realized, GENDER DIDN'T HAVE A SAY!! IT WAS JUST MY ACENESS CONFUSING ME-

I also have this inside joke that if it weren't for [insert something funny] I would have been into pans by now!

Well, well, well.. Look at how the turns have tabled Thea, you were a pan in denial! A PAN IN THE CABINET-

#thoughts #im sorry for sharing this 😭 #pansexual #mind blowing #i was in pan denial #Pansexual jokes #because why not!

[cainpdf]

if i were to write a blackbonnet/potc fusion for nanowrimo this year......

#no potc characters just ofmd guys in potc situations #because why not! #i really want to write this actually #nanowrimo 2023 #mine.txt

[writeranon69]

More Quote Madness in the Creek

Being a Queen is Hard

Sewer Queen: The next time I open up to someone, it'll be my autopsy.

Sewer Queen: I keep a picture of all of us in my wallet. Whenever I face difficulties, I take it out and stare at the picture.

The Sewer Kids: Awwww-

Sewer Queen: And I tell myself "If I can deal with these idiots, then I can deal with anything."

The Sewer Kids: Oh.

Sewer Queen: Firstly, how dare you use mathematics to make me look stupid!

Sewer Queen: I’m actually very good at mathematics.

Sewer Queen: Thirdly, I think you might be right.

Sewer Queen, opening a Capri Sun: Guess I'll drink my sorrows away.

The Trio

Sewer Queen: You know what’s funny about Craig? They’re my best friend, and anyone who’d hurt them is someone I’d murder, probably.

Craig: Truth or dare?

Sewer Queen: Truth.

Craig: How many hours have you slept this week?

Sewer Queen:

Sewer Queen: Dare.

Craig: Go to sleep.

Sewer Queen: I don't like this game--

Sewer Queen: I know you love them.

Wildernessa: I am not in love with Craig!

Sewer Queen, staring at Wildernessa: I never said who...

Wildernessa: (realizes)

Wildernessa: Shit. Well, anyways-

Wildernessa: The results are in, I’m afraid you have updog…

Craig: What’s updog?

Wildernessa: Sewer Queen! Get in here, I told you I could do it!

Wildernessa: How is spring not everyone’s favorite season? The trees are PINK, guys!

Sewer Queen: Allergies are also a problem, y'know.

Wildernessa: But pink.

Craig: And it's hot.

Wildernessa: PINK!

Wildernessa: God, I love Craig.

Sewer Queen: Yeah, you freaking better.

#craig of the creek #cotc #cotc sewer queen #sewer queen #cotc eileen #craig x eileen #because why not! #cotc craig #craig williams #cotc wildernessa #wildernessa #craig x wildernessa #wildernessa x craig #craig williams x wildernessa x sewer queen #incorrect quotes

[beaft]

i went to get my t-shot yesterday and it took me an hour and a half to get to the clinic and as soon as i got on the bed the nurse dropped my t-shot and it broke and now they're trying to make me pay for the replacement. i think the fuck not lmao

#why should i have to pay money because SOMEONE ELSE dropped my medication!!! make it make sense #also they kept referring to 'the medicine that got broken' please drop that youtuber apology line and lose the passive voice #it did not 'get broken' YOU BROKE IT #madness. utter madness.

[toss-a-coin-to-your-stan-account]

being a student during peak pandemic was so fucking surreal like. "it's not an excuse to fall behind" I cannot stress enough to you how much A Worldwide Plague Upending Life As We Know It is literally one of The Top Three Reasons to fall behind

#you go upstairs to hear the news talk about the death toll hitting 100k. you get some frozen waffles bc its all you've got stocked up #and you wont risk going to get groceries or takeout. you go back downstairs because you have a 3 page essay due. #you stare at your word doc with lofi playing and wonder why you can't just buckle down and work like normal. #or really. you pretend to wonder #because you know the reason you cant work like normal #you just refuse to allow yourself to believe its reason enough #mine #academia #covid mention

[epicsauce]

learning that self deprecation isnt cool and just makes the people around you uncomfortable unironically improved my mental health a lot. like if you just stop saying negative shit about yourself you will genuinely like yourself more and other people wont be repulsed by your attitude and you will have more friends. it's true.

#people will fr go ''god im such an ugly loser LOL i suck at everything i do and i should just kms“ #and then go “why does no one want to be around me” #maybe because your attitude sucks. maybe because i said 'those mean things you say about yourself arent true' #and you spent five minutes arguing with me about how im wrong. #00

[hamletthedane]

I was meeting a client at a famous museum’s lounge for lunch (fancy, I know) and had an hour to kill afterwards so I joined the first random docent tour I could find. The woman who took us around was a great-grandmother from the Bronx “back when that was nothing to brag about” and she was doing a talk on alternative mediums within art.

What I thought that meant: telling us about unique sculpture materials and paint mixtures.

What that actually meant: an 84yo woman gingerly holding a beautifully beaded and embroidered dress (apparently from Ukraine and at least 200 years old) and, with tears in her eyes, showing how each individual thread was spun by hand and weaved into place on a cottage floor loom, with bright blue silk embroidery thread and hand-blown beads intricately piercing the work of other labor for days upon days, as the labor of a dozen talented people came together to make something so beautiful for a village girl’s wedding day.

What it also meant: in 1948, a young girl lived in a cramped tenement-like third floor apartment in Manhattan, with a father who had just joined them after not having been allowed to escape through Poland with his pregnant wife nine years earlier. She sits in her father’s lap and watches with wide, quiet eyes as her mother’s deft hands fly across fabric with bright blue silk thread (echoing hands from over a century years earlier). Thread that her mother had salvaged from white embroidery scraps at the tailor’s shop where she worked and spent the last few days carefully dying in the kitchen sink and drying on the roof.

The dress is in the traditional Hungarian fashion and is folded across her mother’s lap: her mother doesn’t had a pattern, but she doesn’t need one to make her daughter’s dress for the fifth grade dance. The dress would end up differing significantly from the pure white, petticoated first communion dresses worn by her daughter’s majority-Catholic classmates, but the young girl would love it all the more for its uniqueness and bright blue thread.

And now, that same young girl (and maybe also the villager from 19th century Ukraine) stands in front of us, trying not to clutch the old fabric too hard as her voice shakes with the emotion of all the love and humanity that is poured into the labor of art. The village girl and the girl in the Bronx were very different people: different centuries, different religions, different ages, and different continents. But the love in the stitches and beads on their dresses was the same. And she tells us that when we look at the labor of art, we don’t just see the work to create that piece - we see the labor of our own creations and the creations of others for us, and the value in something so seemingly frivolous.

But, maybe more importantly, she says that we only admire this piece in a museum because it happened to survive the love of the wearer and those who owned it afterwards, but there have been quite literally billions of small, quiet works of art in billions of small, quiet homes all over the world, for millennia. That your grandmother’s quilt is used as a picnic blanket just as Van Gogh’s works hung in his poor friends’ hallways. That your father’s hand-painted model plane sets are displayed in your parents’ livingroom as Grecian vases are displayed in museums. That your older sister’s engineering drawings in a steady, fine-lined hand are akin to Da Vinci’s scribbles of flying machines.

I don’t think there’s any dramatic conclusions to be drawn from these thoughts - they’ve been echoed by thousands of other people across the centuries. However, if you ever feel bad for spending all of your time sewing, knitting, drawing, building lego sets, or whatever else - especially if you feel like you have to somehow monetize or show off your work online to justify your labor - please know that there’s an 84yo museum docent in the Bronx who would cry simply at the thought of you spending so much effort to quietly create something that’s beautiful to you.

#shut up e #long post #Saturday thoughts #this has been in my drafts for a week haha #also this is the heart of why AI art feels so wrong #forget the discussion of copyright and theft etc - even if models were only trained on public domain they would still feel very wrong #because they’re not art. art is the labor of creation #even commercial art and art commissioned by the popes and kings of history: there is humanity in the labor of it #unrelated: I did not know living in the Bronx was now something to brag about. How the fuck do y’all New Yorkers afford this city???

[astraystayyh]

i dont think there is a word yet that can describe how absolutely vile israel is. they killed thirsty children by targeting a water tank.

how inhumane do you have to be to support this, to fund this, to excuse this, to ignore this and pretend as if it isn’t going on?

* news was originally shared by Ramy Abdul, chairman of Euromed Human Rights Monitor

it is also not the first time Israel has targeted water tanks . this is how some Palestinians in Gaza get water supplies since the IDF threatens to shoot them.

#palestine #free palestine #gaza #free gaza #jerusalem #current events #just because you are seeing less news about palestine #doesnt mean that the genocide has stopped #this is why we shouldn’t stop speaking up about palestine

[a1sart]

if there's one thing this last episode has affirmed for me about Alastor it's that he FUCKING HATES being reminded that he's not the most powerful creature in hell.

Like, he hates being ignored by Carmilla when she says she doesn't care why he was gone

He hates Lucifer ON SIGHT

He threatens to KILL Husk when he dares to mention that Alastor is working for someone more powerful than him

and now this.

Alastor freaking out because he almost died. Something almost killed him. He can fucking die. There is something more powerful than him out there. And it's not something he can ignore or brush off because it almost killed him.

Alastor hates the reminder that he's not as powerful as he tells people he is. He isn't indestructible, he isn't invincible. And he fucking hates that.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel spoilers #al talks about things #OUUGH HE'S MAKIN ME INSANE #he isn't blorbo yet #but he could be #anyway I've seen people say that he's freaking out because he's realizing he maybe does care #No???? that's not it??? #He's scared because he just got the shit beat out of him by an angel??? #He got reminded that there are things out there that are more powerful than him? #that's why he immediately jumps to trying to figure out a way out of his deal #because he wants to get out from under whoever is more powerful than him!!! #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin alastor

[daftmooncretin]

spock’s room decor is actually fucking bonkers. The weapons??? the big red velvet curtain??? like ok phantom of the opera go crazy.

for reference jim’s room has some photos and a plant so we can surmise this is uniquely a spock being a dramatic weirdo thing

#spock baby im sorry but it looks like the backdrop of one of those alpha male podcasts #nurse chapel is stronger then me because if i saw this frat boy ass decor i would have immediately gotten the ick and left #the lack of coherent design is so funny #ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW TO CURTAIN IS COVERING THE SHELVES WHICH IS SUCH A SMALL THING BUT IT MAKES ME SO MAD WHY SPOCK WHY #i hope bones never saw this room because he would have a fucking field day #star trek #star trek tos #spirk #jim kirk #spock #tos

[serialunaliver]

"before you stop a customer from shoplifting, consider they may really need the item and can't afford it"

#those posts confuse me because why would you stop anyone in the first place #who gives a fuck about the company

[adobe-outdesign]

Neopets discourse is always funny to me because whenever drama starts up 90% of the time it's over something that's just objectively really silly

For example, right now there's neo-billionaires threatening to quit the site over a rare item being released, which wouldn't be funny except the item in question is a tiny pea wearing a Santa hat

#neopets #neotag #outdesign posts things #I love drinking the tears of billionaires on neopets or otherwise #if anyone is curious as to why this item used to be like 4 bil NP: it's because it's one of the most powerful battledome items out there #which is also objectively funny #greatest hits