Ghanith True Fact: They Properly Met In The Faceless Ones, Which Takes Place In October 2008. Tanith

“Wow…. People don’t like me? Oh, I have a bad attitude? Well cry me a river and DROWN in it!”

— INTJ (in a friendly intervention about their behavior)

“The fact is that we have no way of knowing if the person who we think we are is at the core of our being. Are you a decent girl with the potential to someday become an evil monster, or are you an evil monster that thinks it’s a decent girl?“ "Wouldn’t I know which one I was?” “Good God, no. The lies we tell other people are nothing to the lies we tell ourselves.”

— Death Bringer

This is amazing!!! Thank you so much! I´m such a sucker for soft dead men fluff

Hey, hope you're doing well during all this craziness! Since you asked for a writing prompt: how about some dead men fluff set during LSODM?

Hi! This has taken me absolute ages bc of online school and I am so sorry. Hope you’re doing okay too and thanks for the request!

Weiterlesen

Y'all remember that scene in phase 1 where Val aknowledges that the thing that most sets her apart from other people her age isn't magic but knowing what she wants to do with her life?

That shit hits way too close home.

I'm about to graduate amd I have like no idea what I wanna do... it's kinda scary. Like how am I supposed to chose sth to do for the rest of my life when I can't even remember the last thing that actually made me happy

I recently found out why my mom would never sleep around me when I was a kid. Like she’d never let herself take naps or sleep if I was awake, ever. Or if she did, she would lock her bedroom door. So when I was 6, I was asleep in my bed in the middle of the night when I hear a loud bang, like a pot being dropped and come out to the living room to see my mom standing by the window, with just a huge pile of spaghetti all over the sill, and a pot on the ground, and I ’m like “Are you gonna eat all that?” And ya’ll she get’s BIG MAD and yells at me and chases me to my room but then a little while later a bunch of cops show up and ask me a bunch of random ass questions about my art? Like this one cop lady keeps asking me to draw dragons for her?! And they seem mad as hell

I didn’t want to get arrested so I just never asked my mom for spaghettis after that. Lesson, learned. Don’t ask mom for spaghettis or she’ll call the damn police on you. 

So I have this memory in my head, and it goes unquestioned until I say it outload for the first time a few months back and as soon as I say the words “When I was six, my mom called the cops on me for asking for spaghettis” My adult logic slams into place and is like “Hang on. Your mother definatly did not call the police on a 6 year old for asking for spaghetti.” 

So obviously that’s not what really went down. I call up my mom to tell her how I remember it and on top of her figuring out why her kid has always been really cagey around spaghettis for the last 3 decades she tells me what really happened. 

So on that night, a man tried to break into our house through the front window. It was just my mom, and her kids so she did what she felt she had too and shot him in the head. He’d been wearing a helmet, which landed on the floor under the window.

Now I just want ya’ll to put yourselves in my moms shoes for a minute here. This woman has just taken a human life. The trauma of that- the instant agony, the panic, the guilt, the fear- all of it hitting her at once, her only solace the knowledge that her children are safe. She protected her daughters. No matter the cost to her soul- her children are safe.

Then she looks up and sees her six year old staring at the inside of this mans head before saying “Are you gonna eat all that?” 

Tanith: I just thought he needed to listen to common sense and reasonable discourse.

Kenspeckle: Please tell me those aren’t the names of your fists.

Tanith: My feet. I’m actually more of a kicker.

thank you @sw-incorrect-quotes for letting me draw this!

based on this 

this picture my mum gave me out of an old calendar is so funny to me bc

for an image that has nothing to do with skulduggery pleasant, that is straight up chinduggery. At the very least, that is china sorrows 100%.

but oh? What's this? In the background, is it-? Yes it is!

That's fuckin Obi-wan Kenobi!

You really would think they’d have realised by now that having a group of seven really isn’t working for them.......

You know the China from Mortal Coil that wears slinky & tight yet comfortable black clothes, dives out of a high-rise window, is The Reluctant Member of the anti-remnant ‘group’, has an elaborate sword-fighting duel, and is too cool to fight with Tanith but grudgingly does anyway? 

I miss her.