#I love it so thoroughly much

[llitchilitchi]

im so sorry but i really hate the fanfic trope where it's not just the characters on the dsmp and instead theyre like actually countries with other citizens

i think it can be written really interestingly and also be done well (ive seen it before) but most ppl just use it to call cdream a tyrant and lmanburg "fighting against injustice" ;-;

i feel like there was one fic everyone mustve copied from where lmanburg was a small faction on the edge of the "esempi" that dream didnt care about and kept on getting not enough supplies and it sucked to live there until wilbur soot decided to fight for independence since dream didnt care about them anyway and then dream sends in his army to fight them

this is such a specific trope but ive seen it so many times heh??

(sorry for the long post)

okay but this is such a good take. this trope could be utilized Really Well and I believe Wilbur said that he liked the idea of DSMP having more "citizens" and a lot of dsmpsonas were created on that basis (which: can we bring back the dsmpsona trend? it was so fun) and it could be utilized in really interesting ways in soooo many fics

alas, it's only used in the anti c!Dream propaganda

[egophiliac]

bring your son to work day

[ruporas]

fond of marcille (id in alt)

[momochanners]

Yes, YES; This one gets it.

[aprilblossomgirl]

"I’m happy to have you all as my friends."

We Are (2024) | Ep.16 FINAL

[cloysterbell]

Pete, I need you to stay here.

[kindlythevoid]

I have read Fellowship of the Ring more times than I have cared to keep count and every time I read Boromir’s, well, possession for lack of a better word, I have read it in fear, in discomfort, in horror, indifferently.

This was, I think, the first time I read it in pity. I looked at all the plans Boromir was making, how he would save his beloved city, how obstinate he was in his belief that the men of Minas Tirith would not be corrupted when wielding the Ring against Sauron —and I felt sad. He’s waving his hands and hollering and part of him is desperate just for the Ring, of course he is, he’s been traveling beside it with no hope for months, but he’s also desperate for hope. He’s desperate for a chance to save his people, save his brother, save his city.

Moreover, every time he calls out the Elves or the Wizards, you have to remember that he doesn’t know them. All he knows is that he traveled almost a full year to get their advice and they send him on, in his eyes, a hopeless venture. The one hope they give him is Aragorn, who promises to return and help save Minas Tirith with him, but even that all changes once Gandalf dies. They come to Lothlorien and of course it’s a welcome break, but they cannot, or maybe in Boromir’s eyes will not, help his people. And once they leave, Aragorn assumes his role as leader of the Fellowship in Gandalf’s stead more permanently and suddenly even that one, brief, uncertain hope of his is gone. Aragorn will follow Frodo. And it’s almost certain that Frodo will not go to Minas Tirith.

So is it any wonder, really, that tired, desperate, hopeless Boromir, out of his realm, out of his depth, already hanging by a thread when he joins the Fellowship and having been gnawed on by the Ring for months upon months afterwards, finally snaps once it’s clear that he will have to return home empty-handed and almost certain that somewhere far away Sauron is capturing the Ring and killing the companions that he had bonded with? Of course part of the Ring is making him lust for power, but it’s also his only “reliable” (in his mind) source of hope left to save his city.

And so I read Boromir’s (intelligent and thought out, mind you) raving and I don’t feel scared for Frodo, not after reading it so many times and knowing what ultimately happens, but sorrow for Boromir.

[bonnieura]

jfk and his children

[desceros]

ok this one's better. ignore any previous villain donnie's left in your inbox oooo

[meteorologist voice] well folks if you look to your night sky you'll have a chance of catching a special treat tonight! looks like tumblr user desceros has fucking exploded and will be ascending to become a star in our cosmos. wow, what an opportunity to see spontaneous human combustion in real time. truly something special. anyway, back to you, janice

[thekidsarentalright]

it is honestly insane to think about how much of fobs discography they were just. neglecting and ignoring for so long likely out of fear of negative reaction and rejection from their crowds. like, genuinely for a decade they only ever played the singles from each album, and then Maybe a few more off whatever album they were touring for, and nothing more. at once point they eventually introduced disloyal order, but otherwise it remained Very predictable for a DECADE. it is so blatantly obvious how afraid they were to shake things up, how careful they were being to play ones they Knew people liked to not get a negative reaction. and then by chance patrick mentioned how it would be cool to play headfirst slide again, and then they Did, and fans reacted so incredibly positively that it. it opened a whole new world of healing and song possibilities to them where they can now fully embrace their entire discography, every nook and cranny of it, without fear. since this tour started they have already played roughly half (53% so far to be exact) of their entire discog, when before on a tour they’d Maybe play a quarter of it. and that growth and healing is so beautiful and powerful to see unfold before our eyes. not to mention that it makes me so incredibly happy to see Them so happy and free after so long of holding themselves back ;__;

[compressedrage]

Orange had always felt he was missing something. Well, he'd never thought about it exactly that way. What could he possibly be missing; he had wonderful friends, a safe home, and a Creator who appreciated his talents.

Whenever he felt lonely, or lay awake at night because of the gaping hole in his chest, he filled it with his friends. Spend a day with them, mess around and get in trouble, laugh until his head was light.

He'd push all that uncertainty into drawing, letting Alan's awe and praise wash over him and warm him to his toes.

He made new friends; Purple, King, Q-bert– cursors, even Bob. Even if Bob had disappeared after a little bit and no one knew where he went. That was a bit strange.

But he filled his life with love and happiness anyway, ignoring how sometimes he felt a deep despair, or had nightmares of things that never happened and as they faded thought he heard someone's voice calling him–

Everything changed the day the strange super-powered stick broke into the PC and saved their lives. Orange stared at the stranger, who had looked at him exactly once before averting his eyes. Something curled up in his chest; whispering, singing in recognition. The stranger dove back into the Wifi portal and Orange had had no choice but to follow him. It was like something was pulling him– two ends of magnets drawing closer to each other. Looking in a mirror and only half recognizing the reflection.

Orange doesn't get a chance to notice anything with the Dark Lord; he is too filled with adrenaline and fear to notice the fire alight in his veins, the spark that ignites when he gets too close to this terrifying figure with a blade of blood. More like magnets that are repelling each other, constantly pushing away while the other ends are trying to connect. He blacks out; and he is gone. When he gets back to the PC and collapses from a strange amount of exhaustion, Orange notes with confusion that he feels cold.

Orange only gets a brief look at the grey stick who seems to be in charge of the facility, but it's enough to pique his interest. He looks like The Chosen One, only washed out. Sharper edges. It's when Orange is brought back to his cell and he knows something happened between the grey stick and Chosen and Chosen is tied up and why is he on the screen–

He and the grey stick lock eyes for a split second before the cage shuts down around him and they can't see each other anymore but something has clicked in place. Something is whispering in Orange's mind "Oh it's you" like he knows this stick but he's never seen him before, why is he here? He left alone again, a horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach as something tries to fit in a space where it doesn't belong– but it does belong, it's been missing for so long– but he doesn't want it he wants to go home!

[moonamite]

I can show you…. How to love

But seriously, I know it’s probably not gonna happen but I’d like to see him get redeemed. Maybe it’s just because I see so much of myself in him. But I do hope he can change. (If you saw my other post you get the idea) I know what it’s like to spiral into a loop of hateful and resentful thoughts, and how it pulls you in until it completely consumes you and eats away at you until it kills you inside.

But I also know how good it feels to let go of that hate. It’s exhausting being angry all the time. I hope he can realize it one day too.

[wiklm]

i’m SO sorry for putting hazbin hotel on your feed but this show is like a car wreck that i cannot look away from and if it’s my problem i’m going to make it yours too

[cold-canned-coffee]

(mag117) “i need him to be okay”

“don’t die, jon”

“or tim, basira. or daisy”

martin it's okay we all know you're in love with jon i am too it's completely understandable

[the-way-astray]

alright everybody can we please stop tagging me/talking about me in the notes of pro keefe/sokeefe posts. i know strieefe has made it so that it's really funny to talk about how much i love him and how much i'm in denial when i say negative things about him under those posts (and that's all in good fun and not the problem), but we have to think about the fact that the ops are just trying to make a positive post and probably don't want a keefe hater in their notes /srs

[timechange]

MCFLY JULY ‘24 — pepsi free.

88 (1989)

1:15 AM

Sunshine Girl

Recent History

Strangerland

Erasure

Continuum

Wipe Out

In Flux

FUTURE BOY (1991)

Lightning

Goofy Foot

No Roads, All Roads

Unheard

Lost Memory

Lovestruck

Second Chance, California

City Limits