Bia Neko-Sama

Welcome to my world of madness There will be much yaoi to enjoy And some random funny stuff I found lying around. ♥

[asystolle]

PRIDE & PREJUDICE + black & white

[depsidase]

[haunted-hideaway]

I’m glad that OP:

1) Figured this out.

2) Shared so others can learn from their mistake.

[anxietyproblem]

[kazuoishiguro]

✦ PROJECT HAIL MARY by andy weir —in the style of a 70s sci-fi novel.

[ilikeit-art]

Have you ever wondered how tech technicians recover data from faulty flash and memory whose data cannot be recovered by normal methods.

[myothertardisisonthemun]

this is necromancy

[oodles-of-boodle]

This, right here?

THIS is a magic circle and NOTHING you can tell me will convince me otherwise.

[lindleland]

there is so much to unpack in this clip

[lindleland]

[rocktheholygrail]

Hannibal and Will + inventing romance

[xanaxfarts]

4000cc breast implants :)

[mackie-ds]

[brblifuk]

[cosmic-aria]

[aariatov]

I don't know how to tell you this. But the wizard in the picture is canonically Saruman.

[metatextuality]

#saruman's big artificials vs. gandalf's big naturals

[rhymewithrachel]

watching twilight and I keep making myself laugh imagining if it was just alucard or any other vampire instead of Edward. POV nausferatu goes to ur school

[ohdorotheabrooke]

what I love about legolas is that he is an unfailingly untragic character. as the elves are fading from middle earth, his vibrant silliness is gradually taken over by ambiant melancholia - and yet never completely taken from him! when the fellowship is facing caradhras, he is untouched by the weight of the snow : ‘I go to find the sun!’ in that moment, they are all trapped by saruman, faced with an impossible choice - but legolas laughs! nothing can touch him. he’s a fae plucked out of mirkwood, borrowed from bilbo’s far gone whimsy. as the journey goes on, the tone of the story slowly switches around him - the trip to lothlorien functioning as an entry into the theme of noble decay that follows the story around. from that point on, legolas befriends gimli. their togetherness is brought along by shared feelings of isolation : ‘you comfort me.’ in the final book, legolas has fully entered the narrative of grief. he sings but it’s now fully elegiac. he’s saying goodbye to the world he felt so in tune with at the beginning of their journey : ‘west, west away, the sun is falling (…) I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me.’ and yet, despite all this and because legolas remains this unfailingly untragic character, he still manages to escapes the doom of his people! he still manages to carve joy in his own tale! no matter what the mournful song says, he won’t be ‘lonely sailing.’ he’ll bring gimli with him in this ridiculous and happy nonsensical twist! because this is legolas and he is joyfully silly to the very end. and all of that happens completely in the background because he is utterly unimportant! unfailingly untragic!

[eurodynamic]

DEADPOOL 'Maid-Pool' Costume Marvel Rivals — Season 7

[krakadoom-design]

Back in 2022, I started working on a zine about America’s obsession with the apocalypse. I focused on ways the world could end, how pop culture interprets the apocalypse, and the way we fetishize the things we fear.

This project gave me a lot of chances to play with typography, texture and graphics while also practicing my writing. Maybe I’ll get back to work on it someday.

[currentlycryingaboutlancelot]

i do think a lot of implausible medieval plot devices make more sense when considering the fact that these people simply did not have glasses

[currentlycryingaboutlancelot]

like the king arthur problem of how were these people always accidentally sleeping with the wrong person? well 1) no glasses 2) no lights and candles are so expensive 3) royal couples didn’t even sleep in the same bed a lot of the time anyway 4) arranged marriage how much do you really know your spouse anyway? maybe not very well a lot of the time 5) people are drinking a lot idk. maybe not as absurd as one might think

[currentlycryingaboutlancelot]

this post is brought to you by the one time i woke up at a sleepover and realized that without my glasses i could not distinguish one friend from the other. haunting. all of arthurian literature was unlocked to me at that moment

[anxietyproblem]

[sophinspace]

[grogusmum]

[bluuuuesis]

[mitrakats]

sokka can’t be trusted with a brush