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I'm curious. Reblog this if you know how to cook
I don’t even care if it’s macaroni, ramen or those little bowls you stick in the microwave. Please, I need reassurance that most of the population on tumblr WOULDN’T STARVE TO DEATH if their parents couldn’t fix them food or they couldn’t go out to eat. 
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sir that’s my emotional support story that I’ve been working on for five years that still has no conceivable plot
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Is there a word that’s a mix between angry and sad
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Reblog if you didn’t write My Immortal
We’re going to find the author by process of elimination.
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fuck it homebrew boop button. reblog this post to boop the person you reblogged from.
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The key shortcut of "windows key" and "." held together has changed my life
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emoji access? supremely powerful 🙂💖
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Kaomoji ?
The year is 2013 and I am unstoppable ヾ(•ω•`)o o(* ̄▽ ̄*)ブo(*°▽°*)o
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i know you guys are all super into reclaiming slurs and stuff, but you can’t just go around calling random people faggots.
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A website just for Wilderlore??!!
So excited!!
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Here are the main 8 in The Drama Squad in Gacha
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I'm making outfits for the drama squad fic in Gacha because it's a modern AU and it's so hard to pretend that Tadg wouldn't just dress like a highlighter and wear Fortnite shirts.
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I have a ride or die headcanon that little Murtagh was obsessed with Morzan’s dragon. He absolutely loved him.
Murtagh sees him often enough from a young enough age that he’s never scared of him. So naturally, he’s absolutely enamored with the huge, beautiful, glittery, fire breathing monster that hangs out outside the house. He’s kept at a distance, but he’s still the dragon’s biggest fan. Murtagh’s very upset to learn that he doesn’t have a name which feels very unfair to him, so he musters up all his creativity and dubs him “Red”.
Morzan doesn’t always travel with his dragon when he leaves the estate, depending on what he needs to do. So sometimes the dragon stays and rests while Morzan is gone. During one such time, when Selena is also away on a mission, a freshly 3 year old Murtagh escapes his nurses and goes to Red. He’s careful at first, testing the waters gently, then getting increasingly close and comfortable with him when Red seems utterly unbothered. He’s no more than an ant next to the dragon’s enormous size. Murtagh is immediately in love, clambering all over him and constantly babbling to him, undeterred by the lack of response.
The servants do eventually find him after a frantic search. Morzan’s dragon doesn’t like any of the staff, so despite letting Murtagh nestle into the crook of his foreleg, he snarls and snaps at anyone who tries to get close enough to retrieve him. The servants are stuck in a grim dilemma, because no one’s willing to test the limits of a gargantuan, irascible dragon, and they don’t have anything to bribe Murtagh with that’s cooler than said dragon, so he refuses to budge. They’re absolutely terrified the dragon will kill him, either inadvertently or not.
After three full days of Murtagh glued to Red’s side, remaining miraculously unsquished, Morzan returns. The servants are in a cold sweat, stuttering and shaking like leaves in a storm as they try to explain that his son is fine, there’s no need for alarm, but there may be just a small issue. He goes to his partner and does with insulting ease what the staff have fruitlessly tried for three days, he steps right in and scoops Murtagh up. He looks completely unkempt and ignoble, dirty and scraped from being outside the whole time, giggling unrepentantly and singing Red’s praises.
To the servants great luck, Morzan finds this all quite amusing. Carrying Murtagh back to the house, he accuses, “Trying to replace me as the dragon Rider, are you?” and Murtagh cries, “Yes! Take me flying!” Morzan says that he will, but it never happens.
Selena is less thrilled when she learns of this, also afraid that the dragon might kill Murtagh in a moment of annoyance. But Murtagh adores him and she can’t reliably keep him away, so she tries to accept the incongruous match. Red doesn’t show any perceptible warmth to him, and yet he makes the effort to keep tabs on him and stops him from doing anything too dangerous. Of course, since the banishing of the names stunted his mind, the dragon doesn’t have any nuanced opinion of Murtagh, but he can recognize that his little ant feels incapable of malice and he comes to like Murtagh in the way he can. Learning of Red’s death on top of the loss of both his parents utterly devastates Murtagh.
After a little while in Uru’baen, Tornac asks Murtagh which parent he was closer to, and Murtagh tells him Morzan’s dragon. Tornac takes a very long, very strained breath, thinking Oh dear gods help me I have so much fucking work to do.
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"Eragon oh Eragon he defeated Galbatorix with empathy he's so clever and special" — Murtagh right before he decides he's tortured and angry and vengeful enough to just hack and burn his way through Bachel's stronghold
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I’d love to know Rhünon’s thoughts on how Riders name their swords. Does she have a no-judgement policy? Did Vrael have to sit her down for a chat when her bluntness reduced twelve new Riders into tears because of their terrible name choices? I mean, just look at Brom and Morzan:
Morzan: I name this blade Misery, for misery it shall bring to all my enemies!
Brom: And I’ll name mine Void-biter, for its edge carries the bite of death!
Rhünon, bribed copiously by Vrael to keep her thoughts to herself: Who let these edgelords have dragons—
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After Morzan's death Galbatorix must've been a real pain in the ass
Durza: Galbatorix?
Galbatorix, crying: He used to call me that
Durza: it is your FUCKING NAME
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