#HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO PROCESS THIS?

[bird-inacage]

HOLY SHIT IT'S HAPPENING. The way I shrieked.

(I'm at work right now so I had to internally scream in a toilet stall).

I don't know what I was expecting, but I was not expecting THIS. HOLY F*** PEAT. PEAAAAT. I'm choking. I'm quaking.

I'm deceased. This is just a photo and I've effectively passed away.

[4ln-stay8]

How am I supposed to process this information??? Wtaf?

[fitzs-trained-monkey]

Bro, you're gonna make me frickin' cry. 🤟

I made it

[infamously-winking]

Silly Straw Page Fully Translated:

hbh grfwru ri d gliihuhqw nlqg/ zkr zdqw wr pdnh klv sdwlhqw eolqg = “eye doctor of a different kind/ who wants to make his patient blind”

Qeb alzqlo pxvp/ qeobb pfmp x axv/ tfii jxhb qeb sfpflkp/ dl xtxv = “The doctor says/ three sips a day/ will make the visions/ go away”

Ixvvb hdwhu/ edeb eloob/ zrxogq'w gulqn/ xqohvv lwv vloob = “Fussy eater/ baby billy/ wouldn't drink/ unless its silly”

215 858 117 450 110 628 19 211 120 2256 216 951 25 256 27 532 212 506 18 1317 110 1137 221. 658 23 1330 210 231 118 929 112 2043 = “Twisted out of shape after the kill, the ghosts of his family are haunting him still.”

we’re not talking about that last cipher enough…

[itissadbutitsmy-life]

people say there’s no butch women in childrens media ok well what about her

[waitineedaname]

your male power fantasy stallion protagonist? yeah sorry we forcefemmed her. she's much happier now. yeah actually there wasn't any forcing involved, the moment it was suggested she just started femming herself with a fervor that was honestly impressive. something about being a housewife? I don't know, it was either that or be a girlboss with a body count, so I guess this was the best option. her wife seems happy about it at least. oh, you thought she had a husband? haha yeah about that

[bakudekublogblog]

kacchan really is so funny for being like BUT WHAT ABOUT BAKUDEKU CANON when he finds out izuku is quirkless

[kineticallyanywhere]

Hunter (toh) is so much. he's a genuine prodigy. by the standards of the world he's disabled. he's snarky. he's kind. he will threaten you. if you call him names he gets sad. he's a nerd. he can kick your ass with his bare hands. he thinks a bandaid belongs in a formal sewing job. he can scale a two story building. he's loyal to his boss. he's breaking rules constantly. he's a clone. his species is extinct. he's a child soldier. he cosplays. he willingly changed sides. he thinks being dropped off on a mountain and expected to survive to the bottom is reasonable and enjoyable skill testing. he wants to be a craftsman. he was created as the replacement for a man that his creator murdered himself and spent his childhood gaslit into hanging on his creator's every lie only to have the rug violently pulled out from under him and he has to spend the majority of his initial adjustment time on an alien world with little hope of return and also he gets possessed. he tells his pet bird he loves him. he's part of the main cast. the school principal has more episodes than he does

[sparring-spirals]

normally i can process these big moments and sad moments by churning out like fifteen incoherent metas but im uh. not sure i have much. knowledge. or right to do that right now lmfao. HOWEVER. SORRY. bc i.

i really. i just. fcg with all their fears about going wrong, about being made wrong and never escaping that. an internal switch that means they always run the risk of hurting those they love.

they chose a god of choice, of chance, or change. They were so scared of things they couldnt control. so worried they'd never be anything more than what they were made for.

Made for destruction. Made for rage.

But they flip a coin one last time- made for destruction. Made for damage. Made for devastating damage from where you least expect it.

Maybe so. Maybe so.

So much of them that was made for destruction. So they grip a coin and choose, to make that a form of love too.

(Im mad they wanted so badly to martyr. im mad that it worked. im mad about clerics and suffering as value and i think there's so much to untangle- about being made and running from it, about striving for purpose, about bigger causes and about hopeless fights and about. if you have one last thing. if all options are bad.

if you love your friends, so much-

ooh im mad about it. mad at this fucking tin can full of magic and love and who might have had a ticking time bomb in their core, and chose to detonate whatever was in him anyway, because it would give everyone else a chance.

god. dammit.)

[kraeki]

Nicola, can you not!!!!!

[that-ineffable-devil]

The first time I saw Esther ripping apart her crow I was VERY upset at what was happening, and then she just summoned a twink from whatever living effigy she stitched together and I...

[madbard]

Ford was the smart one, the one with a bright future. He was the one who would be successful and famous, who would uplift their family. Stan was the failure. His only merit was his strength, his only duty was to protect his brother.

This is how they were raised. This was drilled into them by seemingly every adult in their lives. Stan would never accomplish anything worthwhile, except maybe by helping his brother. Ford would never make his dreams a reality if he let his brother hold him back.

Is it any wonder then, that Ford didn’t thank Stan? When he lived his whole life being told he was better, he was a genius, he could change the world? When he had experienced, firsthand, the consequences of his brother’s mistakes? When the man who opened the portal (endangering everything) was the same man who had caused him to fall in?

No, he did not thank his brother.

Why would he?

[moonlit-orchid]

Sitting here wishing my ADHD was more severe just so people could realise I actually have a problem-

[sanshinexx]

what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck wh--

(just finished watching the second act of arcane s2)

[tootditoot]

You see the end goal was to draw my fav characters holding hands, but I am somehow better at illustrating cats lmao

[star-forg]

*incoherent noises* Yes, that's right, I went to listen to my silly little podcast and it shot me in the chest with a rifle. That's the podcast there.