#because that was me

[danganronpa96]

Ok I believe I know who is the mastermind for Danganronpa 96, so sorry for spoiling the story guys. But only an idiot wouldn’t think of this. So Monotora is a tiger like creatures. Who else have a tiger like creature logo?

It is none other than Mr. Beast himself! Make sense how the corporation is so rich, but one thing you notice is that Mr. Beast once went the Bermuda Triangle, wish is known to cause many disappearances and one of the greatest mysteries, like a conspiracy.

Which will lead us to Incognito Inc from the show Inside Jobs, this corporation control everything.

But one thing you notice is that they know who Cthulhu is and they were Yellow triangle masks.

Who else is a yellow Triangle? BILL CIPHER! CTHULHU EVEN WORK FOR HIM! Not only that the backward message leads us to the Axolotl which hints at his resurrection in a different form in a different. WHICH WILL LEAD US TO MICKEY MOUSE! It all make sense!

To some who might ask the motive. Well it is simply money. Because Disney is not doing so well because of the live actions movies and they need to make money. So this game show would be a excellent way to make money!

I am right! I BEEN AWAKE FOR MANY MONTHS NOW! BUT I KNOW I AM RIGHT!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

please tell me you get the reference

[a-shakespearean-in-paris]

wip wednesday

thanks for the tag @agentkatie! writing pure, unadulterated smut is going to cure my dour mood, but first of course we need some buildup:

“You shouldn’t say such things. It does me no good. It makes me believe what isn’t true.”

“Remember when you said you didn’t want to hurt me?” she asked suddenly, grasping his hand harder. “You hurt me when you say such things.”

“Roselle—”

“No one says my name like you do.” It was softer, like he wanted to cloak her name and keep it close at hand to whisper deep into the night.

“There’s no one like me.”

 “Gale. Take me in your arms in the morning and make me your lover.”

All cockiness was gone and he was back again, an unmoving pillar. “I will not hurt you,” he said, and she couldn’t let go of him. Not then, or ever.

“Then don’t look at me like I’m a revelation.”

“But you are. And so much more.”

tagging @galadrieljones @thevikingwoman @dismalzelenka @jentrevellan @alyssalenko

[ubemango]

Where's that person that was like Sorry Im not obsessed with bts anymore I started taking medication

[sips-tea-cutely]

a girl called me a lesbian while i waz with my crush in the library and like ive worn a pride flag around her do you think she'll get the mezzage

HELP SHE DOESNT SEE THE PRIDE FLAG AROUND UR CLOTHES….? 😦😦😦😦😦😦😦😦😦

[puppyeared]

filipina miku!! my mom helped me with her outfit ^_^

[faeriekit]

"This fic was ai generated—" Cool, so lemme block you real quick

[chaotic-neutral-knitter]

I think one of the kindest things you can do for people with various mental health struggles is just... let people back into your life after they've been absent for a while.

Making friends as an adult is so fucking hard already and isolating yourself from other people is a very common symptom of depression, anxiety, burnout, ocd, trauma, grief, etc. Which means that someone will do the hard work of recovery/healing and resurface back into a world where their previous friends have written them off because they stopped showing up.

So if you know someone where you're like "yeah we could have been better friends but they fell off the map a bit" and that person suddenly reaches out, or starts showing up to events even though you kind of forgot they were still in the group chat... well they may have been Going Through It and you don't actually have to punish them for their absence you can just be glad that they're back.

[inkskinned]

please i love you i'm begging you bring back suspension of disbelief bring back trusting the audience like. i cannot handle any more dialogue that sounds like a legal document. "hello, i am here to talk to you about the incident from a few minutes ago, because i feel you might be unwell, and i am invested in your personal wellbeing." "thank you, i am unwell because the incident was hurtful to me due to my childhood, which was bad." I CANT!!!!

do you know how many people are mad that authors use "growled" as a word for "said"? it's just poetics! they do not literally mean "growled," it's just a common replacement for "said with force but in a low tone." it's normal! do you hear me!! help me i love you please let me out of here!!!

[everythingwasnormalhere]

pls rb if you think cuddling doesn't have to be s3xual

im tryna prove a point to my bf's mother help me out

[evidently-endless]

i think we should remind musicians they can absolutely make up little stories for their songs btw. it doesn’t have to be about them at all. you can invent a guy and put him in situations to music. time honoured tradition in fact.

[sadclowncentral]

my family is fucking addicted to macgyvering and it's becoming a problem. every time something in this house breaks, instead of doing the sensible thing of replacing it or calling someone qualified to fix it, we all group around the offending object with a manic look in our eyes and everyone gets a try at fixing it while being cheered on or ridiculed by the rest.

it's a beautiful bonding activity, but the "creative" fixes have turned our house into a quasihaunted escape room like contraption where everything works, but only in the wonkiest of ways. you need a huge block of iron to turn on the stove. the oven only works if a specific clock is plugged in. the bread machine has a huge wood block just stapled to it that has become foundational to its function. sometimes when you use the toaster the doorbell rings. and that's just the kitchen.

it's all fun and games until you have guests over and you have to lay out the rules of the house like it's a fucking board game. welcome to the beautiful guest room. don't pull out the couch yourself you need a screwdriver for that, and that metal rod makes the lamp work so don't move it. it also made me a terrifying roommate in college, because it makes me think i can fix anything with enough hubris and a drill. you want to call the landlord about a leaky faucet? as if. one time my dad made me install a new power socket because we ran our of extension cords

[glfry]

Hi guys

[thatboreddrake]

So y’all know the classic edge trope of “my blade cannot be sheathed until it has tasted blood”? What if a magic sword that has that requirement, except it’s sort of inverted. A sword that, instead of being inhabited by an evil spirit which once awakened cannot be lulled back to sleep except by blood sacrifice, was inhabited by a benevolent spirit who would not allow the sword to be drawn unless bloodshed were the only possible solution. A sword whose power could never be misused because it would only allow itself to be used in situations where it was justified. What about a Paladin who spends their entire journey fighting with a sheathed sword, incapacitating but never killing or maiming. The party believes that the Paladin has taken an oath of no killing, until they face the big villain. And it is in that moment, and that moment alone, that the sword will allow itself to be drawn.

Idk, this image set my mindwheels a-turning.

But do y’all see the vision?

[lesbxdyke]

I could think of no better way to share the news than this!

So when I was 17, my cat went missing and I'd given up hope of ever seeing him again.

Until on Monday, 27th of May, 2024, my friend sent me a FB post asking 'isn't that your mother?' about the person named on the microchip.

Here he is! 16 years old, and found safe, twelve whole years after he went missing!

Yesterday (Tuesday the 28th of May, 2024) I went to the rescue that had him, and I reclaimed my boy, renaming him Artie! (He'd originally been called 'Cat' because my mother and I couldn't decide on a name)

He's home safe with me now, currently inhabiting my bathroom and purring up a storm every time someone goes in there!

I'll be doing slow introductions between him and my current cat to give them the best possible chance of living in harmony!

Here's some pictures of Artie once we let him out of the carrier:

[muffinlance]

My baby daughter got her adorable puffin-print dress absolutely CAKED in mud crawling around the yard and my first thought was "oh no her beautiful dress"

And my second thought was "oh huh it really WOULD be easy to unconsciously steer her away from playing in the dirt. Unlike my son, whose outfits are usually some kind of solid dark easily washed pants plus a shirt that doesn't trail in the dirt like a dress does."

Anyway something something gender roles start getting shoved on kids from literal birth, but with a little time to think about things, YOU TOO can let your children of any gender absolutely destroy their clothes in the dirt pit they're digging in your garden

[saint-soap]

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