#WHAT NOW

[nightvaleofficial]

[noirve]

the fuck am i supposed to do without armand on tv

[abyssruler]

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[swivelbot]

Oh fuck pride months over…

What am I gonna do now?

[buddiedaydreamer911]

never realized how dependent i was on ao3 until i couldn’t use it

[astraskylark]

Joe Biden dropping out was not on my bingo card

[chaptertwo-thepacnw]

[christiecandor]

Been working on this all week and I'm still not sure I'm happy with it 🙃

For those of you familiar with this piece I did last year of Rick freaking out over Prime being everywhere, (below) I left his hair and frame size the same as the that piece to symbolize how nothing's changed, even after avenging Diane.

[exposingmyveins]

i thought you said i wouldn’t become a stranger.

what now.

v. || exposingmyveins

[social-nobody-2001]

[simandy]

WHAT.

[arttsuka]

Now what

[yippee-boi09]

Okay this is the strangest post I have ever made (possibly)

I might be polytherian, alterhuman, and otherkin... (Definitely)

I've been doing research and... There are a few things that make me a bit curious as to if I am...

My experience - I always felt this odd sort of dysphoria (ASIDE FROM GENDER DYSPHORIA) majority of my life, and it only became noticeable during my preteen/teen years... I always blamed it on imagination, feeling nonhuman ears or a tail or hind legs... Sometimes paw pads and even for months on end I'd walk on my tip toes because it felt more "real" to me because it resembled hind legs... I've had cravings as well... There was this time when my uncle fed me raw pork (THAT WAS ENTIRELY SAFE TO EAT BTW) and I kept on eating more and more... I remember going behind our house and growling while eating the pork on all fours... I blamed this on my "vivid imagination". Hell, I remember just eating all my aunt's bird seed because I "thought it tasted good"... I still crave the feeling of raw flesh in my teeth and being on all fours once more... But I sorta ignored it but still oddly felt the dysphoria that I described earlier. I could still occasionally feel my tail and ears and hind legs and I started experiencing what I found to be called "shifting"... I (think) mainly experience mental shifting, phantom shifting, and aura shifting...

For the phantom shifting, like described above, I'll experience phantom ears, phantom tail, (and as of recent) phantom wings and beak (along with muzzles)... My wings feel like the need preening in the middle of biomed class and I want to reach over and do so freely but I have neither wings or beak... Along with the fact I've always stretched my shoulder blades or shoulders, in expectation that something will extend from my body only to find that I don't have anything there to extend...

I've also experienced mental shifting, sometimes making whining noises or quiet "yips" while everyone else is buzzing loudly... I wanna crawl away from the area while yelping in fear because everyone is being so loud...

But I would be ridiculed for it... I would get hurt... And not to mention the fact I wish I could fly away from situations... I wish I could just crawl around and nibble on kibble while purring, bathing in the sun and napping... I wanna run around in the forest on all fours while yipping to my hearts content and burrowing every now and again... I wanna make a nest of my pillows and blankets and preen my wings... But I'm a human (physically) and I gotta do human things...

I've also realized I'm an otherkin of sorts... An eldritchkin... I'm pretty grounded on that... (I feel like I need to crawl all over the walls and screech or just stroll around ponds in the night ominously... (/Π\))

And I guess an Alterhuman... I'm not human but I've accepted in this life I am... (I don't wanna elaborate on my alterhuman experience)

I have my beliefs, (that being that I was all these things in past lives and being a human is my final life) and I've figured out a lot about myself...

Guurgh... This took a while... (I'm gonna put my theriotypes and otherkins and stuff in the tags ig since they're A LOT)

[toritimexo]

Seeing C-137 brutally beat Prime to a pulp brought something in me.

We all know this man is basically 60% metal and could've used any gadget, but he didn't. He used his fists to beat to death the man that ruined his life. This is the most human Rick has ever been in this entire show. Just, raw emotion with every blow. Engulfed by grief, pain, fear, he avenges his wife once and for all. And what does he get in return? Nothing. Everything's the same, Diane is still dead, and he's still the same unfeeling ghost he was just moments ago. So what was this for? Why isn't he satisfied, why aren't WE satisfied? What now?

[maream2636]

Hello everyone, how are you? I want to discuss a topic with you..

Since I was a child, I aspired to do a lot and I used to escape from reality by imagining the future of a proud, intelligent, beautiful girl who had everything. This was beautiful and comfortable compared to my toxic home at that time.

I wanted to grow up fast because I thought this was a solution to be hit by reality with expectations, grades, money, restrictions and hopes. I just didn't think about these things.

It was a difficult situation with my negative mindset and low confidence. It caused me a lot of physical pain and what hurt me the most was my unrealistic expectations.

I thought this was pain part of the journey. They always say the road is rough, right? But no, this is not the kind of pain that was meant. It is not the pain that makes you want to die and end it all. It is not the pain that makes you wonder what the point of doing is. It is the pain that pushes you to do more and improve yourself and shows you how much you have accomplished. And most importantly, psychologically, you are happy.

When I failed to enter medicine and entered pharmacy instead, I found myself in a reality and a place that was not what I had planned for, what I wanted, and what I had dreamed of throughout my childhood. I was shocked and hurt and wondered why I always ended up in a place and with people that were the opposite of what I wanted?

Do you know what's funny? I wanted medicine because it was guaranteed, not because I loved it. It was a better choice for the life I wanted so badly. But after my castle was destroyed, I found myself in front of a vast, bare land. For the first time, I asked myself who I was, and I found myself shamefully hollow inside.

I wanted to heal my painful reality with what people call passion. I wanted this.

The passion that makes your life meaningful, colorful, purposeful, fulfilled, inner peace and a better vision for yourself. So I started looking for my passion that will save me from my misery. I tried writing, drawing, cooking, singing, speaking, being a web page owner, programming and many other things. I watched a lot to know what my passion is. I was desperate to know it.

You may wonder why you are so desperate to know? Because I don't know who I am without a goal because I don't want a life drawn for me by others because of my ignorance of myself. I want to be the master of my story and the captain of my ship. Without a goal, you are just waiting for death or a day that is a little different from the rest of the days of the year.

So I kept searching until a video appeared saying what are your values? Write down 30 important values in your life and then click on five values and here you will know who you are and what suits you according to your values and I knew that my values are freedom, influence, giving, money and peace and I sat thinking what might apply to these values

In the end, I discovered that the most important thing for me is helping others. It makes me feel proud of myself and comfortable when I see people better off. This is really important to me. Looking back at my childhood, I always wanted to improve the situation of the country for the sake of people. I always wanted to give money. I always had in my head that I am a hero who saves children. I always feel proud when I see people doing that. I always think of ways to make people live in better homes and better jobs. But life, people, and the Internet make money and a job more important than your soul. Here, I was slapped with the fact that a pharmacist can do that. There are about ten specialties in pharmacy. I found that clinical pharmacy is direct assistance to a patient, and the rest of my values apply to it.

I found myself and I knew why it took so long. I had prioritized money and fame, but when I prioritized my comfort and my mind, things changed a lot and I felt much better about myself! What good was money if I was going to keep feeling this way?

After searching for a year, the answer was what was in front of me and what I wanted to escape from through my passion, only to discover that it was what I was searching for from the beginning. I changed my mentality, contemplated myself, and found answers... So, what is your passion?