#(metaphorically)

[h3adl3sschick3n]

Danny seeing Jason for the first time: Oh, you sick, sick man.

Jason: The fuck? I'm not...!

Danny: Oh! Sorry, no. I meant that literally. You're extremely ill.

Jason: ...what?

[o-velocity]

breaking my 1-post-per-day rule because i need you guys to look at my son right now

(older concepts; i always wanted him to have hair lengths swapped with tiph. the braid came to me in a vision.)

[victorianasshole]

I've seen a lot of headcanons about Hermeaus Mora being octopus adjacent but I raise you. Basket starfish.

I did a kinda lacklustre drawing of the idea in my head

His tentacles always read more like tendrils to me, and he's definitely more alien looking than an octopus. And also I feel like he latches himself tight onto the space he occupies like a basket star latching itself onto a coral.

Here's a starfish almost looking like a coral itself

I just think the idea of him sticking onto the space he has influence over in such a visually parasitic way feels right. Basket stars are symbiotes more than parasites, but so is knowledge. Sometimes knowledge just feels parasitic. Mora is strange and sticky to me :}

[svans0ng]

if you're delusional enough, that's modern AU Maekar and his Maekarlings

[writersisland]

If the head that wears the shining crown hangs heavy, just imagine how the soldier carries his blood soaked helmet.

[abyssinvokesabyss]

i have to be my own clinician, write my own memoir

[beccarchive]

Marina Abramović & Ulay, Rest Energy (1980)

In their 1980 performance Rest Energy, Marina Abramović and Ulay lived the ultimate metaphor for love. Giving someone the power to destroy you, while trusting them with your life. For four breathless minutes, they leaned back. Their bodies held in a fragile balance by a loaded bow. With an arrow aimed directly at Marina’s heart, the only sound in the room was the rhythm of their racing pulses. A haunting reminder that true intimacy is the most dangerous form of trust.