Love Shakespeare. Did A Hamlet Run Tonight, Looked Someone Dead In The Eye To Say “am I A Coward?”

Gege... When I catch you Gege...

There is no new chapter, it was just a bad dream. In reality, everything is fine and bros are hanging out together

Is this anything

And then in his drunken state, Hawkmoth realizes how pathetic he is and that he’s probably not gonna get the Miraculouses anytime soon, given how many times he’s lost against Paris’ favorite superhero duo. He gets in the “fiNe, i’LL dO iT mySeLF” mood and starts to heave himself out the window, still transformed, with newfound drunk confidence thinking that he can take the both of them on.

Poor Nathalie is pulling the dumb birdman by his cape, completely done with his bullcrap but still concerned for him.

Nathalie, sweating and cursing: “M-mister Agreste! Please! Get ahold of yourself!!”

Hawkmoth: *screams as he is pulled backwards and starts to crawl to the open window that’s like six floors up*“NO NATHALIE!! I MUST!! I’LL MAKE THEM SEE- I’LL MAKE THEM ALL SEE!!! I AM NOT A FORCE TO BE TRIFLED WITH!!! WOMAN, L E T M E G O-”

AU where Gabriel is a mostly decent father, but he frequently drinks when he’s not working and whenever he gets blackout drunk he turns into Hawkmoth. Nooroo tries to be Drunkmoth’s voice of reason

Drunk Hawkmoth just gives me the vibe of like

"LOOK-LOOK THAT DOG IS SAD GO MY AKUMA AND LET HIM GET REVENGE AGAINST THOSE THAT WRONGED HIM"

"sir that's a statue-"

This is golden lmaoooo

an analysis

Family; Found and Favoured

Plotted thread with @jynxd

Viktor sat slightly crouched over his work as per usual. There was an abundance of noise around him but he had grown used to it here in their little hideaway on Emberflit Alley. Blitzcrank creaking away, Isha humming - no doubt scribbling all over Blitzcrank's chassis again and Jinx's music blasting away.

Long gone were the days the Machine Herald was permitted to work in peace. And yet... he didn't seem to mind. Removed, was his mask. His armour plating up for repairs and reworks. His augmented left arm tapped along the steel table as he read through his papers. His HexClaw also needed repairs... It had been a tough battle after all.

Reaching in his drawer, not looking away from the paper as he felt around for something that clearly wasn't there. "Hm?" He glanced down, rifling through the seemingly mismatched collection. But he knew what should and shouldn't be in here.

"Who has my spare infrared lenses? I swear if they are being used for 'dramatic lighting' again, Miss Isha..."

"No one remembered my birthday-" Well, but did YOU tell anyone it was coming up and you wanted to celebrate it with them?

"I wish someone would see through it when I tell people I'm fine-" Well, but have YOU considered not lying when people ask you how you're doing?

"I am so resentful of my friend because they keep doing this thing that really bothers me-" Well, but have YOU directly communicated that the thing is bothering you?

"I am burning out because my friend keeps expecting me to help them with serious struggles-" Well, but have YOU tried to establish the boundaries you need to feel okay?

"No one ever asks me about this thing I really care about-" Well, but have YOU brought it up yourself?

"I miss my friend but they haven't texted me-" Well, but have YOU been reaching out to them?

Sometimes people are mean, uncaring assholes, in which case you get to be mad. But sometimes you just need to communicate better. Try communication before you assume someone doesn't care!

This is a colourization and digital restoration of a Filipino woman in the 1900s. She is wearing a Terno gown. I literally have no information on the original b+w. I got it on Pinterest. 

the silly

Don’t let me go, go, go, go………