☆ space girl ☆

➥ Indie. Selective. Hetalia-based / Headcanon-heavy Austria.

➥ Penned with love, by Ozzie.

Can you imagine being Verin Thelyss. Your father, in the grip of rage, once went unprepared into Bazzoxan and didn’t return. One day, your older brother - the shut-in researcher with no combat experience - announces out of nowhere that he’s going into the wild magic hellscape of the north. He’s gone within a month.

Maybe he Sends to you a few weeks in. Verin, I’m going into the depths of Aeor on a dangerous mission, and I cannot promise to come back. And now you have to face the prospect that he, too, might head unprepared into the depths of an uncharted ruin and not return.

But he survives, and you breathe out, and you’re kind of proud of him for running his outpost so well. And then you start hearing rumours. Whispers. Suspicions. And the awful thing is that they make sense, because you might be the only person who knows your brother, and you know what your family and society turned him into.

And then your brother absconds from his outpost, vanishes into Aeor with some human and never comes back, and it’s as good as a confirmation of his guilt. And that means he stole the body of your god - and sure, you’re not as married to your religion as your family, but there was a war, and people died, people you knew died. And it hurts and you’re angry but you’re not surprised. And the worst part is that you understand, you really do -

- and maybe you wonder how the hells you didn’t see this. If there was something you could have done. If you could have stopped him. If he would have stopped, for you.

But you didn’t see it, and once again, one of your family does something dumb out of anger and stubborn pride. And it leads to them being gone. And you get left behind.

Then, maybe months down the line, a voice whispers into your head. I have no justification for my deeds, or for leaving like our father. But know I am sorry, safe among friends, and content. Live well.

And maybe you should still be mad. Maybe you should hate him. But you watched him for decades, this brother who floated everywhere and wore a constant false smile and practically barricaded himself in his tower. You knew him, and you knew he wasn’t the terrifying Shadowhand. You saw his quietest moments, his awkwardness, and you saw how your own family stifled and froze him. How he made himself vicious for them. So the first words you say into the Sending aren’t anger, or grief, or blame.

‘You got out,’ you say, and you’re smiling and fighting tears at once. ‘Thank the Light, Essek, you got out.’

Nerd/Jock solidarity 

I spat this out faster than I thought I was going to haha.

Thank you again Critical Role and your amazing story telling. 

Day at the beach

Meanwhile, Trump’s inauguration was literally the most watched program in American history at 31.1 million viewers

The most watched program in American history at 115.2 million viewers was Super Bowl XLIX on February 1, 2015. And the only non-sporting event that made the top 20 of most watched broadcasts was at number 8 the M*A*S*H finale on February 28, 1983 with 105.9 million viewers. Trump’s inauguration wasn’t even the most viewed inauguration, that goes to President Reagan’s first inauguration with nearly 42 million viewers, the second most watched inauguration goes to President Obama’s first inauguration with 37 million viewers. So Trump’s inauguration was very far from “literally the most watched program in American history” as you put it.

But who needs facts in Trump America?

I cast Caleb Widogast’s Bisexual Maelstrom at 9th level 

Caleb Widogast - Critical Role

“some people don’t deserve redemption” redemption isn’t something that’s deserved, it’s something someone does. it’s making the choice to change the way you live your life, to be better, to do good things instead of bad things and try to make up for the bad things. and everyone can and should do that, at any time, no matter what they’ve done. we can’t change the past, but we can choose what kind of person to be now and in the future. we have the responsibility to do so. it is so completely not about “deserving.”

➥ Indie. Selective. Hetalia-based / Headcanon-heavy Austria.

➥ Penned with love, by Ozzie.

What I say: “I’m touch-starved.”

What you think I mean: “I need a hug.”

What I truly mean: “I need someone to platonically lie across me with their full weight, crushing my body and providing deep pressure until my errant soul is reabsorbed into my flesh. Also, a hug would be nice.”

I’ve had to explain this to people who think it’s weird, but when I add, “You know… like cats…” they seem to understand.

unrestrained summer fun

this is the most realistic queer dialogue ive ever seen

Important context: they’re married to each other.

Hello everyone!

I’m on vacation starting this week but I managed to have a little backlog ready for you all! I hope you will enjoy them :D First in the backlog: my screenshot redraw of Aziraphale’s discorporaiton to celebrate the show’s anniversary!

[ID] Aziraphale, being sent to Heaven after stepping in the circle in the bookshop. He’s in a column of bright white light and you can read “Oh, fuck” underneath in cursive.

for context these are the poems

also I almost forgot but the r/ambien Gives Us The Sleep post takes a completely serious third place in my favorite poems list:

that episode of pokemon where team rocket joins a beach beauty contest and james participates in a tiny bikini and has giant boobs. what did they mean by that

what were they trying to say

binder game off the fuckin charts in uniform