#and I feel like it's suffocating me

[pessimisticgh0st]

I wish for once in my life I wouldn't feel so repulsive in my own skin

[ispyspookymansion]

[wikoymi]

postgame komahina househouse with pet cat named aki (after chiaki) and she really likes nagito. and hajime i guess but if nagitos home she’ll only sit on hajime if nagito is sitting on hajime

[sprtruechara]

chara can have a little bit of protective older sibling traits, as a treat. why does frisk sleep face down

[gurggggleburgle]

Despite popular belief as someone who owns a skinjiu and loves him dearly they are

A) not cruel and needlessly vicious 24/7. Yes he's an incorrigible brat and will start destroying things if he doesn't get what he wants but like all skinzuns are a little mean somewhere in their systems

B) totally capable of socializing with a skinhe and trying not to kill them. While my skinzun isn't actively letting my babies suckle for milk they do play fight all the time. Yes I know in the wild skinjius will eat skinhe skittens but domestically, that doesn't happen. Those videos you see on MyBingSpace are fake. My skinzun does take bites out of bingsoup and shrimphe, but neither of them care of seem to mind. Most days, they just stay at opposite ends of the house barely interacting.

C) if your skinjiu is being mean and awful to you maybe just give them space and don't baby them. I feel like a lot of people get this idea that with enough love and kindness you can completely rewrite a skinjius personality. Love your awful stinky man as he is.

D) Skinjius do not have more elitist and refined tastes that make feeding them a bitch. I promise you that if he sees you drinking Fiji water he wants it because he sees you have it. If you fill it with tap he won't know the difference.

E) they are also not smarter by default either. I once watched this fucking moron stare at how I rearranged the living room and he was absolutely flabbergasted at how to walk between the pieces for a solid minute even though there was so much room. Like your little snob is also capable of being a dumb fuck and that's fine.

[eelclaw]

stupid fucking bastard. i am not coping with the leaks

[childofthestone]

not to be an insane girl but dragon age is literally part of who i am as a person and it is such a weird feeling to know that its ended. and on such an unsatisfying note.

[vanityangel]

JACOB FATU WWE MONEY IN THE BANK (JULY 6, 2024)

[0xeyedaisy]

Aw man...

[mewguca]

sometimes i feel compelled to delete this account

[abyssalcitrus]

Anyway I wish church wasn't such a source of anxiety for me anymore. I miss the smaller barely 30 member churches where you felt like you actually knew people and could worship and praise and cry with your family instead of feeling lost in a sea of 200 people who dont care to know your name. Who look at you like you don't belong. You don't fit into their demographic or whatever. I miss feeling calm at church.

[seabeck]

Listen I also live in the PNW and we get heatwave of over 100°. Genuinely you're entitled to hating warm weather but I will take your 85 "too hot" weather any day of the week.

If it's never over 65 how are you supposed to go swim in a river/lake? :(

… go swimming when it’s 65??

[gothsuguru]

disrespectfully i’m thinking about suguru’s dilfy dad

[nevermoretoleave]

is he your lord before he's your brother? how do you put your duty to your lord before your duty to your brother? how do you tell the difference? — on rahadin, of house zarovich.

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[starheirxero]

I saw what you said about Jack and Bloodmoon👀 I SEE YOU ARE TRYING TO BREAK MY HEART-

WE'LL IT'S WORKING- But it also got me thinking👀

There's something so deeply unsettling about Bloodmoon's situation. It's an inner, deep rooted horror!

They have always been two, working as one. And despite their hunger, despite their violence, they worked in perfect harmony, never fighting for control. Or anything, for that matter.

Imagine: You wake up. You are surrounded by the abyss, and your body is aching.

You are hungry, so hungry, it drives you to insanity. So hungry, you want to claw off your skin. So hungry, you want to rip out your insides.

But then there is someone else. They are inside of you. A part of you, yet someone else.

And they understand. They feel the same hunger. Their body aches the same, for theirs is yours, and yours is theirs. You are the same.

You are one. You can hear their voice inside your head, and feel their presence tingle underneath your skin. There is a presence inside of you, and it turns your insides warm. It eases the hunger, eases the pain, just enough to make it bearable.

There is a constant presence inside of you, and your head is never quiet. It is always filled with thoughts, some from you, some from them. Sometimes, they will respond to an idea of yours. Sometimes, you tease them for thinking something silly.

Sometimes your body is heavy, and they will gently tug you back. Their presence is no longer beneath your skin. Instead, it surrounds you, their warmth swallowing you whole. They will think of something to make you laugh, because they are a part of you, and know you better than you know yourself. And when you laugh, you feel their lips, yet your own as well, quirk up into a smirk.

You are never trapped, because you're always free to take control, and they will let you, because they trust you, and you are as much a part of them as they are of you.

You are still hungry, but you are not alone in this hunger. Instead, together, you do anything to fill it, hunting down prey. And when you are unsuccessful, they will simply tug you back, and reassure you, telling you you'll catch it next time.

This is your whole life. From the moment, that you first opened your eyes in the abyss, they were with you.

You do not know loneliness, for they are a part of you. Even as you are used and betrayed, time and time again, you do not learn the meaning of loneliness. Because they are right there with you, feeling the same pain. You can hear their thoughts, their anger, their wrath, yet they never lash out at you, rather killing a rat you've stumbled across. Likewise, you're own thoughts are leaping waves, crashing against your skull and leaving you two with a numb ache. But you are not alone, there is a buzzing beneath your skin, and you find them pulling you in. They do not come out, leaving your shared body leaning against a wall, as their warmth surrounds you. "I am here." they tell you. "I'm not leaving." you reassure. You will never know loneliness.

Except then you do.

You are separated. At first, you do not notice the silence, still high on adrenaline and bloodlust, high on seeing you sibling, your other half, face to face. But then you lose you fight, and there is no one to reassure you, to tell you "good job", or take over and finish it for you.

Suddenly, you become aware of the emptiness. The presence underneath your skin is gone, leaving you freezing. You feel your stomach rumble, but no one notices, no one shares it.

Your head is silent. Their voice is gone. Their presence is gone. You can only hear yourself, and you are left reeling. You feel like a stranger in your own skin, a husk who has lost it's soul.

Then you are told, they won't come back.

The buzzing in your flesh will not return. The warmth inside of you will never save you from the cold again. The voices inside your head are gone for eternity.

The presence inside and around you has left. For the first time in your life, you are truly, and utterly alone.

And you are left feeling like nothing but a parasite in your own shell, for there are meant to be two, not one.

Just imagine: there is a constant weight on top and inside of you, like a weighted blanket, and a voice filling your head. And one day, the weight is gone, and your head is quiet, for the first time since you can remember.

But it's not a relief. The weight was a comfort, and the voice was your friend. They were familiar, and all you've ever known. There was never an existence without either.

-Stardust

HELLO STARDUST ANON HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME I AM IN SHAMBLES

I don't even have any additional thoughts you literally worded this all spectacularly. The second Bloodmoon wasn't even technically supposed to be there, but they latched onto each other all the same and worked their existence around each other. They were comfortable and they were familiar and they were happy :(((

UGH THATS SO FUCKED UP. I'M GUNNA BE THINKING ABOUT THIS FOREVER NO ONE TOUCH ME

[badolmen]

hey you guys know that even if the people inside that submersible are rich billionaires, dying in that metal tube at the bottom of the ocean is a horrific way to die right. like. yeah stupid choices were made by the people in there signing off on a waiver that says the sub is not approved by anyone and they could die. but it’s the fault of OceanGate for knowingly putting people into a Home Depot DIY sub rigged up with an Xbox controller all to make a profit on people’s curiosity.