this fanfic shit is easy
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this fanfic shit is easy
bill seacaster's relationship with his son is insane btw. like. he gave him everything. and nothing. he gave him a shadow to stand under as well as a pedestal up in the clouds. he threatened to kill fabian at least two times before he died and that's only counting what we know. he's bill's darling boy. patricide runs in the family. ("i thought you were just going to be me.") bill slammed fabian's head against the hard floor of a prison cell. ("a way for me to live forever.")
it just. drives me insane. the love bill gives fabian is so fucked up and soaked in blood and the weight of the legend that is Bill Seacaster that it's a miracle and a testament to Fabian's heart and love for his father that he isn't even angry at him— he just wanted him to understand.
understand the weight of the expectations, the legacy, the enemies made past and present. the weight of the loneliness and the empty manor. the weight so heavy it makes him broadcast his voice to all of hell on the off-chance that his Papa will head his call.
love that says i'll kill you before you kill me but also you're the only one that can. love that says i'd scrub my name off this world for you but if you want me to bring you back to life that's X amount of gold pieces.
what the FUCK.
hello hello!!
just letting you guys know that i'll be reposting all of my backlogged art that i haven't posted on my twt account on there for every day of this month !!
i know twt is kind of a shitbag rn but i would appreciate the support for those that have an account :]
thank you!!
terrifying
aroace ryland grace gets me So Bad because it's so. unbelievably painful. to think about the line "you don't even have a dog." the implication that loving your own life no matter what, that being afraid of what the mission asks of you, that loving beaches and enjoying the muddy fog that dilutes the sunrise and teaching kids and wearing stupid shirts that are only really for you to laugh at than anyone else isn't enough for someone to go ah, your life is so valuable. we can't possibly send you on a suicide mission. it's fucked up. it's horrific. his last memories of the planet he loves is one where he dug his nails into the dirt and clung until he rooted up grass. how tragic. how unbelievably harrowing.
mind you, i know that no matter grace's circumstances he would've been sent to space regardless, family or children be damned. he could have had a whole fleet of dogs and it wouldn't have been enough to save him. but something about that line. something about it.
project hail mary, the movie that you are.
the donkey is what gets me ngl
(i know grian said he'd make a proper bedroom but it truly reminded me of this screenshot from impulse's s9 base)
SHES SO FUNNY CJDNDNDNDND
IM GOING TO EXPLODE THEM WITH MY MIND!!!!!