#GOD I’m going so insane right now

[demonic-dorito]

I have so many feelings about Varania it’s not even funny

[ricky-mortis]

A portrait of Sir John Herschel because I‘m normal about Pulp Musicals

[clegfly]

ITS HERE

[c-nan]

if i stay over the weekend to help on a student film set, i won’t go back to my hometown which will upset my mom (and also cause me mental distress) but if i go home (mom happy, me happy(ish)) i’ll miss out on the opportunity to learn more about working on film sets (somethign i’ll have to do next semester for my own film) and i’ll reinforce in my brain that i’m not capable of doing literally anything and that i’m a fuckifn loser

[skinreflectsthesun]

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[kavehater]

Man I just give up.

[thormanick]

Wait

Wait

If the sky is fake who’s to say that Celestia isn’t fake

Like yep sure it’s 3D modelled whatever bUT WHAT IF IT’S STILL FAKE. LIKE I’M SURE SOMEONE OUT THERE IN TEYVAT WOULD BE ABLE TO CONJURE A FAKE ONE UP NO PROBLEM

WHAT IF THE TRUE CELESTIA IS OUTSIDE AND RUINED-

(incoherent and long yapping in the tags bc I want to sleep and my head hurts)

[unknownarmageddon]

!!!!!!

[wanderingchocolateeclair]

It is ectoloader appreciation hours in this house today, my friends.

If anyone has literally anything or thoughts for them at any time, please, this is a gentle invitation to slide things into my inbox or dms or anything- /lh

[skateironicallycantskate]

hii i think that loser princess boy oc you have is neat so i drew him. hes blue because i hit him with the blueberry blast 🫐🫐🫐💥💥💥

AAAAAAAAAAAAA

OMG MY BOY!!!!!! ALSKWKXBWJXBWJXBW HE’S SO CUTE IN YOUR STYLE AWWWWW

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH OMG AJZBSJZVSJXBEJXBW

[acebytaemin]

good god.. been dealing with THINGS. very many of them

[2econd2ight2yd]

it’s totally okay to be christian but some of y’all need to shut the fuck up I literally can’t do this anymore

[jack-gourdon]

Jrwi episode 98 spoilers

I’m having totally normal late night thoughts about this episode.

I just imagine as Gillion is laying on this table, trying with all his power to stay awake, in a fully delirious ramble, constantly asking May where Chip and Jay are as she can only just reassure him that they’re coming. Not because he’s concerned for himself, but in his state completely forgot they left to go save his life, and that he’s worried for their well being. Until the very end, putting everyone else’s in front of his own needs. And as the remaining of his strength begins to leave him, where his vision starts to fade, his hearing goes quiet, and his breathing slows, tears pool from the corners of his eyes and they trail down the side of his face as he can do nothing but sink into this abyss, so tired. He doesn’t fear his death, but he mourns that it’s happening, that Chip or Jay aren’t here to see him off. But maybe it’s better for them to not see him in his final moments.

And in this darkness, he can do nothing but sink further and further down, suffocating. Until there’s this golden light that appears from above, and it grows brighter until it engulfs him into it.

His eyes open. And he’s on the ship, Chip was telling Ollie about these cookies filled with raspberry filling, Jay was navigating the ship and besides her sat this shirt round grey creature with a puffy striped tail, it’s peaceful as they sailed along the waves. It feels like he can breath again, the pain on his chest gone, this ever looming dread hanging over him is gone. This was nothing more than a dream, but it would be a calm one.

[kulliare]

reading my resume from a few years ago is like the Fuck is this man doing

[strohller27]

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[oswalish]

i am but a simple homosexual. i wanna see men whimpering. that’s all.