#well well look who's inside again

[archivistsammy]

All I'm asking is that you acknowledge the truth, that I was the one who brought you back to life, that I was the one who lifted you from the darkness and into the light.

5.3 “free to be you and me” // 13.21 “beat the devil”

#you never get off this train #supernatural #sam winchester #lucifer #5.3 #s5 #13.21 #s13 #parallels #our stuff #well well look who's inside again #this has been turning in my brain like a rotisserie chicken for several days so now it can be in yours too

[completelyboredandconfused]

I was listening to Bo Burnham's Inside while driving and when he asked if he was on in the background never have I ever felt so guilty for listening to music while driving

#bo burhnam #bo burnham inside #well well look who's inside again

[lil-artist-blog-fandoms-ocs]

*Looks in the mirror with a thousand-yard stare*

You know what? I look lovely.

#mun talks #it's almost 4am help #losing control over my life again #WELL WELL LOOK WHO'S INSIDE AGAIN #fighting my own shadow to the death here

[c0smicfern]

should i at least call them tomorrow & tell them i have to quit due to my... health issues? probably. will i? that remains to be seen.

#well well look who's inside again

[ohitslen]

They would be so insufferable once they got together I’m telling you right now

Request by @molten-rainbows!💖✨✨

Uni-fying the requests because.

#worst double date ever when those guys keep getting denied access to many places for a second ride #for context! they aren’t the biggest fans of pda actually #they got lost inside the haunted house that also worked like a maze of the sorts. Meryl and Milly got out first and waited for them to #come out. but they never did. Meryl asked for security to look for them and they were caught in a place they shouldn’t be at #when asked abt the hickeys. they say they were hiding from someone who was chasing them. Vash covered WW mouth and he bit his palm #so Vash bit his hand in return. and bc they’re losers they kept going until things started to escalate and well #things ended up like that. and now they can’t get into the haunted house again. #Meryl considers not letting them be too far away from their line of sight because they are bastards separately and how together they are #somehow even worse. Milly won’t really interfere but would stop them if they start anything in public #which they wouldn’t. but they all know that would be a consequence #I cant for the love of me draw with at least a little bit of context behind it even if it’s just three panels OQJWK #without AA i make so many mistakes but whatever #trigun #vash the stampede #nicholas d wolfwood #trigun stampede #vashwood #vash #wolfwood #nicholas trigun #trigun fanart #meryl stryfe #milly thompson #millymeryl #the girls finally OQNWM #lenssi draws #Trigun Uni! AU #take the color palette as a grain of salt I have zero consistency. also the style I guess

[immaterial-girl]

something about bo burnham songs…they groove directly into my psyche and make a little home there.

maybe its the combination of melody and flawless rhyme on a sentence i could spend years unpacking and not be able to fully articulate or understand the emotion it makes me feel? but once i think of one of his songs i have to listen to it immediately and usually play it over and over again and maybe scribble some of the lyrics down in a notebook like a madwoman.

it’s like cocomelon to me

#when i say that i mean the. againagainagainagain feeling #however cocomelon is mind numbing and his songs are like…mind overdrive. time to thinkthinkthink #bo burnham #art is dead especially. but this was inspired by look whos inside again #i cannot IMAGINE. hearing ‘well well look who’s inside again; went out to look for a reason to hide again. well well buddy you found it’ #and not just. feeling soooo un-normal about it #look whos inside again. went out to look for a reason to hide again. OKAY #are you feeling nervous? are you having fun? its almost over; it’s just begun #inside #mine

[captaincravatthecapricious]

Picture Mirabel. Searching out her tío, who has been in his room for a worrying amount of time. And she finds him, playing a song that won't be written until 2020 on the tiple.

#encanto #bruno encanto #bruno madrigal #encanto art #inside #bo burnham #encanto fanart #art #my art #WELL WELL LOOK WHOS INSIDE AGAIN

[genericruleroftheflies]

Peter Tork - Head 1968

Fanart

You’re gonna up inside the box again!

#i tried #well #is what it is #head 1968 #the monkees #peter tork #well well look who’s inside again #inside bo burnham #the monkees Peter

[hauntingblue]

I have connected two dots... yamato kaido and momo (and kinda shirahoshi with her top) have clouds above their shoulders... and luffy in gear fourth has them also.... I can see the signs

#momo must be so emotionally confused omg poor child. this guy says he is my father and treats me like his son and also this samurai who has #been acting like my father just died. and now i turned 28 and a dragon and i need to save this island or my shougnate will die. jesus #FUCKING ROB RUCCI!!! I SURE HOPE NOT ONE STRAY ATTACK REACHES THE ROOM FULL OF CP0 AGENTS!!! #now the government is going to invade wano AND TAKE ROBIN!!!!! ROB LUCCI DIEEEE!!!!! AND YOU WILL FAIL AGAIN!!! #now how tf did the heart pirates get there... who can fly on there or did they just tag along on momos tail #the dinosaur head snake???? hello?? qjdhakshsk and it worked.... sanji... 'thats what a brachiosaurus is!' well i do not think so.... #wtf sanji.... so much of that wiggly dance he does with the heart eyes has brought him here... #talking tag #watching one piece #episode 1053 #poor killer man.... why doesnt he cut off the arm kid doesnt have... that should do it right??? #jesus.... goodbye kid and law.... hawkins just hitting his head to a wall.... CUT OFF HIS ARM!!! oh no..... another self sacrificing mate.. #YEAAHHH THE ARM!!!!! is he gonna take it and give it to kid akdjsksj OH HE TOOK THE STRAW DOLL!!! killer your brain is so huge.. #the death card looking JUST like killer.... that was such a slay... they had this one thought out for a while..... #THE MUSIC!!! GOODBYE HAWKINS!!! KILLER OUTSERVED!!!! whats with the cutting of arms this arc.... kid now its your turn to slay (big mom) #episode 1054 #sanji having an existential crisis and queen just: WELCOME TO THIS MOMSTER WORLD #having issues with his body transforming doesnt help with the transfem allegations #APOO IS STILL ALIVE???? CUT OFF HIS HEAD!!!! #i was gonna say KINEMON!!! BUT I KNOW ITS THAT FUCKING KANJURO!!!!!! nami drawing the moon on his asscheek akdjsksj #KIKU AND KINEMON ARE ALIVE??? I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS THIS IS A TRAP!!! DON'T GIVE ME HOPE!!! #NOOOOOO THE CP0 IS IN ACTION TOO NOOOOOOOOO #they are breathing.... omg.... kiku..... ORICHI DIEEEE!!!!! i knew this couldn't end like this for her... i have been completely bamboozled #kinemon appearing like the first time... just legs.... amazing #how does big mom ikoku inside the castle are we insane... yamato can you like bite off kanjuros head off or smth... finish him off PLEASE #why do they have steel beams in kaido's castle. everything else is wood and stone. who designed this. #bepo being in law's mid episode animation akdjaksns.... thats really his beffo (bff) bepo #big mom being crushed by some beams doesn't sound right... kid should turn into magneto and start bloodbending... or repel her into the sea #episode 1055 #episode 1056

[millenniummmbop]

rivalshipping is about healing to me but like in a “well-meaning yet still ill-advised codependency” way

#*pulls down projection screen and extends my collapsible pointer stick thing* #Yugi was a lonely kid with unresolved anger issues who went too far w the whole revenge fantasy thing #until The Power Of Friendship TM mellowed him out and he finally landed in a more emotionally stable state #*clicks to next slide* #meanwhile kaiba over here is ALSO a lonely kid with unresolved anger issues who ALSO went too far w his own fucked up revenge fantasy #*quickly shuffles through slides of Death-T* #but two mind-shattering comas later and yugi at the very least was willing to bury the hatchet and try to start over again #the whole 'kaiba vs peg sus' fiasco was where everyone finds out kaiba's motives up to that point and where it all finally clicks for yugi #*clicks to next slide to reveal the 'he just like me fr' meme but it's yugi crying on the balcony inside peggy's castle* #it's after this that yugi starts thinking 'Well friendship fixed ME so maybe it can fix HIM too' #*clicks next slide and hits play on the embedded video* #Yugi: good morning kaiba-kun! nice weather we're having today huh? #Kaiba: I'm going to beat u in the face and in the ass #Yugi: haha alright bud I'll see u at regionals tomorrow #Yugi said so himself that he wanted 'friends he could count on and who could count on him' (paraphrasing) #i think he saw this mess of a human being recklessly barreling towards the edge at 100 miles an hour and said #'yeah this looks like something i can personally fix' #bc he's the type of person to just selflessly shoulder a mountain of burdens if it means helping someone he cares about #like his heart is definitely in the right place but i don't think he realizes that kaiba also needs like #therapy and mood stabilizers or some shit #*a voice rings out from the back of the class* #'op they had like 10 minutes of conversation MAX over the entirety of duelist kingdom this is literally all in ur head* #no no the groundwork is there for all of this i PROMISE #lion king rafiki voice: look harder #like yes i'm delusional but i'm also RIGHT #(⓿_⓿) #ignore me

[sukugo]

ive never really been into breeding but i think i get it i get it now 🤔

#f.txt #something about a character crying and telling the other to stop or to not come inside #bc they cant. they cant get pregnant. they cant they cant they cant #while the other takes a hand to their belly and coos at them and whispers sweetly about how well they're taking them and how they're gonna #fill them up and how pretty they'll look with their babies. #and the other is clenching around them. bc no matter how much resistance they give their body betrays them #and when B has come. they make sure to keep pushing gently inside making the other take every single drop. #and they kiss A's forehead and A's crying but they've taken them sooo well. so so well. #jhjdhsfjdhjfgsdsdjadhfjsk #well it only took one (1) sukugo bedtime scenario to achieve this fjdhdks #tho i think maybe it's the non/dubcon aspect that makes it appealing to me 🤔 #yeaaaahhh yeah that's it #bc like the usual consensual mutual breeding kink really doesnt do anythign idk #then again dubious consent makes everything sexier tis the way of the world #sighs.......................need to breed someone while they cry and plead to stop OTL #ohgfhdfjdhfd but then u also have the bottom who wants to be bred and forces the top (who doesn't want to) to do it..........also hot af

[asjjohnson]

He lives in Amity Park. Just one of seventy thousand people making a living under the shield.

He makes a modest salary working at a garage. There's a handful of cars per day, coming in for oil changes or tune-ups, and the work is divided between him and two coworkers.

He considers himself to be pretty average. One face lost within a sea of thousands. Unnoticed and unmemorable.

He doesn't mind. He's a pretty bland person overall. He doesn't do much other than work, eat, watch whatever's showing on TV when he's at his small apartment, and sleep; and he doesn't feel he needs more from life than that.

He moved to Amity Park a few years ago, after wandering from place to place.

The ghost thing was new to him. He can't remember seeing a ghost until after moving here. And when the purpose of the shield was explained to him, he couldn't imagine ghosts beyond a vague idea. They were said to be slightly translucent and able to fly. And, in Amity Park, ghosts are just another part of their way of life. A normal sight to see. Especially Phantom.

Even now he can't build a clear mental image or description when it comes to ghosts. He never had a chance to really take one in.

Every time he sees Phantom, his mind goes blank, in pure terror.

Even on the other side of the shield, high in the sky 500 feet away, barely even close enough to make out the cape and suit, the ghost would cause him to freeze in place on the sidewalk, forgetting how to breathe while people push past him to continue on their way.

---

He's at the garage when the sirens come on. In an oil-stained jumpsuit, on his back beneath a car.

At first he's confused, cocking his head to listen, but someone yells that it's the shield.

He should've recognized the sound. There's a drill twice a year. Somewhat of a holiday. The entire town meets up in the shelters under the city. But the timing is off. Wrong month, wrong day, wrong time. For one thing, there is no work on Drill Day. So he didn't make the connection at first.

He puts his wrench down and follows the others out of the garage.

When he steps through the door, he sees Phantom in the distance, throwing parked cars, and he freezes as the others run.

It gets hard to breathe. He can't get enough air. His vision zeroes in on Phantom, the rest of the world vanishing. His heart pounds in his chest like it's trying to free itself. Phantom is coming nearer. He feels dizzy. His head is swimming. He... he has to sit... His knees hit the asphalt. His palms keep him from falling, his eyes never leave Phantom. The ghost comes nearer, casually, meanderingly, blasting random objects. As near as three businesses down. Two. Phantom turns and blows up the building across the street.

Phantom turns back around. Eyes focused overhead, at the garage building. A giddy-looking grin. Then the eyes drift downward.

They lock on him.

"What do we have here? A flea that forgot how to scurry away?"

He shudders at the sound of the voice. Trembles as Phantom floats nearer. He cringes on the ground, seeing his death mere feet away. Stares wide-eyed.

Phantom's grin fades, eyebrows furrowing as eyes study his face. Then, "You?" The eyes narrow, a sneer crossing the face. "I should have finished you."

He shrinks back as Phantom reaches for him. Squeezes his eyes tightly shut. Death. Death.

But instead, a strong hand grips his upper arm—and something seems to light up behind his eyes.

Memories flow through him like water.

A sister. Spinning on her heel with long orange hair flying, a superior, righteous expression as she says something.

Parents. Both wearing tight jumpsuits, excited, building a deadly weapon at the dinner table while asking about school.

Friends. One in black and one with glasses, putting a finger to their earpieces as they talk over each other making suggestions.

...Himself.

Tiredly brushing long black bangs out of his eyes as he reaches for a toothbrush. Lying on his back looking up at the stars. Observing a translucent, slightly glowing gloved hand, wiggling the fingers.

He exhales with a hiss. And snaps his eyes open to glare at Phantom. "You!" He jerks back, breaking Phantom's grip on his arm.

He was robbed of ten years of his life. Of who he is. He lived through ten years not realizing what was going on around him. Accepting the shield and the destruction as normal! And it was a part of himself doing all of this! Making the shield necessary! Out having a joyride at everyone's expense!

He's so angry. Furious.

He can feel his eyes light up for a split second, and a flash of green sparking in his palms. "I'll destroy you!"

He doesn't run for the emergency ecto-gun in the garage.

He lunges at Phantom with his bare hands, palms repeatedly trying to glow, sparking for only an instant at a time, like an igniter without fuel to back it up.

#danny phantom #dp #the ultimate enemy #dan phantom #dark danny #danny fenton #au #asj post #asj writing #I tried looking up what a panic attack feels like. I probably didn't write it very well though. But well I tried. #Hmm. It might be possible to interpret this ficlet more than one way. #rest of tags are ficlet spoilers #I'm still interested in the Tue 'human side doesn't die' possibility. #I'd always thought it was assumed that Dan killed his human side. But Vlad never said. Just said Dan did something pretty bad to him. #My 1st dp fic idea had an unconscious Danny. But I've been thinking about it again lately. I'm pushing the idea a little farther each time. #The idea here was that Danny's kinda an empty shell without much inside. Just going through life blankly and without memory. #He's a bg character. The only unique thing about him is that feeling of fear. #But when Dan touches him it creates a connection. So part of what was taken can return through that connection. #But there's a chance you could see the story as about a stranger who has some kind of skin-to-skin–contact mind-reading ability. #It could be someone other than Danny. Who takes Danny's memories from Dan. #...I didn't end the story early. I'd imagined the ending being him lighting like my computer's been doing and leaping for Dan. #(The computer had gotten better after awhile but after I reset/recovered it it's gotten bad again. #Last time I turned it on it took try after try after try. The power button light would only flash on for a split second. A blink. #Then after several tries the power button would flash on for slightly longer and I'd hear a part shift. Like a cutoff sentence like 'D—'. #the computer eventually came on though.) #I imagined more at the beginning and more at the end and more about the panicking. Just didn't think of the words to use. #The only reason he can punch at Dan at all is because of the residual power. It's like the Fenton Gauntlets that let humans touch ghosts. #Drill Day is like a fair. It's part practice part fun and part getting rid of old food supplies to get ready to restock. #People sometimes think Danny looks familiar but he gives a different name and shows no recognition. So he must just be a stranger. #'Danny died in the NB explosion right?' or 'That out-of-state billionaire adopted him.' or 'There'd been that Masters Mansion explosion.'

[genuflecting]

conflating sexual orientation with genital preference is just so weird to me. I told someone I was gay last night and they asked if I was into dick or pussy, and it completely short circuited my brain as I tried to explain that it's about gender, not genitals. It feels like if instead of asking someone if they liked coffee or tea, asking if they liked opaque or clear hot beverages. Like, I like tea with milk and also without, and I like coffee with cream but also espresso, but not black coffee? And in that same way, if someone is just squicked out by tea with milk that's completely valid for them, but to then extrapolate their own experience outward and define a tea drinker as someone who doesn't like milk is both a logical fallacy and reductive of the human experience. Gender and sex is so much more complex than that and I can't fathom trying to reduce it down to such a false binary.

#this was something I felt even before I realized I was trans #there's no difference in my attraction to cis or trans men #and it's weird cause it was at a queer party but several comments throughout the night were people equating gender and genitals #like a lesbian saying she was put off by seeing dicks in a movie #and inside I was like “well were they straight male dicks? lesbian dicks? gay dicks?” #as a gay man I am attracted to the latter by association #and when it's either of the former it puts me off because that's not who I'm into! #but to see it as this separate thing feels weirdly dehumanizing #again: genital preference is a valid thing for people to experience #but to equate that to gender preference just feels like a completely unfounded comparison #my sex is so much more complex than that and I can guarantee someone interested in women would not find what they are looking for in me #I used to think sex was a much more solid thing #but learning more about biology and then transitioning have taught me that it is a highly mutable and complex phenomenon #this is sort of a vent about feeling somewhat dysphoric from people's comments but moreso than that just genuine bafflement #t

[tasteofyourblood]

bo burnham is actually such a talented comedian, like he has this special thing he does where he uh- he... makes me cry

#out if nowhere brain just started played 'well~ well~ look whos inside again' and i immediately got sad #and then i thought about how almost every special hes done i cry by the end of it #bo burnham #netflix inside

[smoothsailingthroughstars]

...My eyes are leaking again today? Without sleep?

I am thinking of sunsets. I feel so sad...

(A pulse of headache.)

...Oh, that is who Bo Burnham is.

#well well #look whos inside again

[nothings-wholey]

<...is he going crazy? would he even know?

is he right back where he started several years ago?

wanna guess the ending? as it always goes?

he swears to god that all he ever wanted was a little bit of everything, all of the time--a bit of everything, all of the time.

apathy's a tragedy and boredom is a crime--he's finished playing and he's staying inside.

if he wakes up in a house that's full of smoke, you'll panic, so call him up and tell him a joke. when he's fully irrelevant and totally broken, damn it--call him up and tell him a joke.

...oh, shit.

...you're really joking at a time like this?>

#well well look who's inside again? went out to look for a reason to hide again? #well well...buddy you found it. #now come out with your hands up we've got you surrounded... #dying