#!!! twice in one day!!!

[maeamian]

If you saw me agreeing with being annoyed about wasted helium in a fictional context and were like "I bet she has some more helium based anger in her life" good news LAPD fucked up a raid on a medical facility they thought was a pot farm and flat out ruined thousands of gallons of the stuff.

[samipekoe]

and then he died

[sharkylad]

Thinking about the fact that Mabel and Dipper didn't know they had two great uncles.

Yeah they are 12 and at 12 I had a shotty understanding of my family tree- But really? Nobody brought up their great uncle? Stanley? Especially since they'll be staying with his twin brother, Stanford?

Shermie never went to Stan's fake funeral, which to me means the twos relationship was strained on some level. If Shermie is older that means his view of Stan was poisoned in some way, that even as kids they weren't close. If the Shermie is younger then he never even got to meet Stan and all he knew about him was how he failed his family. Hell, people probably barely mentioned Stanley TO Shermie.

The fact that Stan had become a black stain upon the Pines family name makes me so vividly upset. Stanley faked his death and the family just- seemingly decided to strike him from the record. To pretend he didn't existed to spare themselves the sadness and shame.

Stanford and Shermie Pines. The only children worth mentioning of Filbrick and Caryn Pines.

It was never Stanford that was lost to the world. It was Stanley, ever since he had to leave New Jersy- it was always him that had to be struck from the record. Change his name, change his state, change his affiliations, destroy the remains of ghost that was Stanley Pines. Kill him so the family doesn't bring him up, doesn't ask questions, stops asking "Stanford" about his twin.

I just keep thinking about the fact that since the day he made one single mistake all the way up until Ford walks out of that machine- Stanley Pines was killed and did not exist. And Stan himself had no one to blame, he had to play the part in his own demise- He is the only one who ever knew Stanley was alive and has been for decades.

He lives in the multitudes of every personality he's ever taken, all in the hope that he himself can stop being Stanley Pines.

[cozylittleartblog]

i now understand how certain people felt when harpy eda was revealed 😳

prints here

[da-janela-lateral]

Dia dos namorados? Today!? NO!!!! Post aro Tsubomi right now

[styxbugg]

Im stuck in waterloo world purgatory

[suntails]

reality

[shroomerr]

portrait study but its kenny

[skyllion-uwu]

*Dom voice* You've been a very nuanced girl

[smokestarrules]

happy 1st anniversary to one of the most stressful days of my entire life btw. wake up. watch Ruby Rose in RWBY get literally tortured in what has to be one of the most chilling scenes in all animated shows ever and eventually choose to die. attempt to recover for a few hours. 9pm hits. watch Luz Noceda in ToH Also Literally Die via crumbling away into dust. like????

[froggerland]

Actually I’m 100% convinced James would’ve worn The Dress if the party wasn’t outside where it was still freezing (would’ve been really hard to make it look good with 155262 layers underneath)

His alternative outfit is also fascinating tho, I think it’s supposed to be the british empire personified which is…… mmh definitely a product of its time but also very fitting for his character. The point is tho: he could’ve cosplayed as anyone but chose a female character/concept with an insane amount of long ass skirts

Long story short James Fitzjames gnc/transfemme supremacy

[teafromthemicrowave]

Yeah I've been mildy obsessed with this AU

So obsessed that I wrote chapter 1 of my fic in two days. Help

PLUS. HERE IS THE BOYKISSER PLAYLIST I PROMISED! it's not exclusively goth, there are 4-5 other songs i thought would fit :)

[applysome]

Alex Turner wearing The Shirt™️

For @uhbasicallyjustmilex who introduced me to said shirt and coined the affectionate nickname 💖

Credit: Pinterest via meitalpo (thank you @alexturner2005 for providing the correct source 💕)

[buttercupshands]

Fell asleep before I could post it here

Stressful week defeated with a result of me forgetting how to draw Siffrin before I sketched again

Too focused to keep a hold on it in a way

So there was this, which I prefer with a neutral-sad face instead

Like this but I thought it was a bit too... That

After that I've redrew an expression from that one scene. Just because Ost said "Here you go "Do You Remember? (Our Country)" time!"

Same thing is why Mal Du Pays are here

[jesuistrestriste]

Thinking about erectile dysfunction Art. Thinking about Tashi and Art reuniting with Patrick and you in adulthood. They have their first sexual encounter, Art is hard instantly. Tashi can’t even be mad honestly she’s practically grinning, but she also can’t help but tease him about it either. She’s hovering over him “aww you’re such a slut you need three people to get you off”, he cums faster than he ever has the entire time they’ve been together. Patrick’s having the time of his life with this and the three of them are each waiting for their chance to strike like vipers. Art has a different problem now, he can’t stay soft around them poor baby :(

ughh yeah— you + tashi + pat all crowding around poor artie on the bed and cooing down at him as his cock starts to swell for the first time in forever:/

one thing leads to another, and then you’re feverishly bouncing on his length and squeezing around it, while tashi’s fingertips tease his pretty pink nipples and pat licks at his neck’s pulse point

“i can’t believe it took three different people to get your shy cock all excited.. what a greedy boy…”

“oh? don’t need that little blue pill anymore ‘cause of us? what a slut, baby..!”

“feels so good, doesn’t it? throbbing inside while your weak spots get abused?”

“is your pathetic cock gonna let out a big load to make up for all of the times you couldn’t get it up? hmm? what do you think?”

and art’s vision just whites out completely—his pelvis bucking up into you uncontrollably and his hands grasping at the sheets while he sobs.

he’s hit with the hardest orgasm he’s had in years, all thanks to you guys. it’s so intense, in fact, that he gets lightheaded and tears start to spill down his cheeks as he reaches out for all of you. he’s whimpering and writhing against the pleasure that’s pulling him under the surface of coherency. it’s so cute.

slurring out things like—

“s-so muh-much.. can’t.. hngh.. s-so sensitive..”

—

goodbye, erectile dysfunction !

hello, constant boners ! !