#queued af

[chellyfishing]

I haven’t stopped thinking about this for days especially the idea of a new Addams Family with Christina Ricci as Morticia

[chellyfishing]

in an attempt not to be a buzzkill on the OP that inspired today’s verbal outrage, here’s a separate reminder that there really is no such thing as “millennial children” at this point. almost everyone still under the age of majority (majority of the... minority...?) are Gen Z. i know it’s not an exact math THING but THE PURPOSE OF THE WORD is to indicate people born between the early 80s and the late 90s. dw young’ns i’m sure they will turn their claws and teeth on you soon enough, until then please go find ur own cross 2 bear xoxo bai

[chellyfishing]

touchablyalive replied to your post: in an attempt not to be a buzzkill on the OP that...

my personal cutoff for ‘are you a millenial’ is 'do you actually remember the turn of the millenium’

tbh this would be where i draw the line as well, as by its own definition people who were newborns and babies shouldn’t count, but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ it’s all a social construct anyway, just annoying to see it misused because like... it was coined for a reason, and now it basically has no meaning besides “dern kids on my lawn,” and we already have a term for that (“dern kids on my lawn”).

[per-4]

Presenter came into class to talk to us about opportunities and such.

P: “You can’t just be a hermit and never see anyone or do anything for four years!”

Guy next to me scoffed and whispered “Just watch me”

[princecardan]

I like how the fandom has just accepted that Nine is Bucky Barnes at this point

[princecardan]

LORIEN LEGACIES AESTHETICS: Sarah Hart

I'm used to the idea of my boyfriend fighting an intergalactic war, but I'll never get used to just watching from the sidelines and hoping everything turns out okay.

[princecardan]

Why is it that when Nine and Six are captured and tortured by Mogadorians they're considered brave and strong, but when it happens to Sam and Sarah everyone collectively ignores it?

[ningensfriend]

“How does it feel knowing you can’t save him?”

Simple enough question.

But it still stung Death’s heart, it still made her throat clench and tears build up in eyes.

Nakita...That smug bitch...She’s pay for this, oh how she’d pay. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. She was happy finally, Death was happy! She was loves and supported and people cared about her again, and Nakita came in to load up all of Death’s happiness, put it into a bag, and throw it into a river. She’d die this time, for good.

Even Arach was iffy about this, looking at Nakita with the same fear Death had always glared at her with, and somehow, Death just knew that if Sugar was still here, she’d be scared also.

With a steady look at Fido, who was chained and sitting next to Nakita with the saddest, most begging look he could muster, Death sighed. And as she sighed, she turned on her heel, and walked for the door, “Bad, Nakita, it feels bad, and I won’t let you continue to ruin my happiness, not anymore.”

“Oh? But Death, one more question! What does it feel like knowing you can’t be saved either? You’ll always be sad, Death, you’ll always be scared and alone and you know it. Keep that in mind as you walk out the door!”

“Walk out? Oh, Nakita, no.” Death smiled softly, throwing a glace that screamed ‘I’m pitying you’ towards Nakita. “I’m locking it, because with the magic Kaos just used, you won’t be able to poof, darling.” Death shook her head, locking to door and turning back around to smile at Nakita, “And the one thing you seem to have forgotten, hun, is that I’m holy now, holy with a 12 year long grudge against you.”

And that was the last time anyone saw Nakita’s pretty face. That was the last time anyone spoke her name in front of Death, and that was the last time any demon tried to upset her.

Because Nakita didn’t have a pretty face, no, because holy beings burn corruption, and all Nakita was, was corruption. Because no one remembered her name, though it was always on the tip of their tongues, because evils should never be remembered and Death knew this. Because even if they were to make Death upset, no one could stop her, because now, Death was holy.

A horseman was holy, and nothing in the world could stop her from destroying what she wanted.

At least not anyone who wanted to.