#but like why. whyyyy

[running-in-the-dark]

I could've been insane in an interesting way at least but noo, I just think about a stupid guy so much that I lose my mind, how fucking stupid is that

[allthatispeculiar]

[menlove]

like sorry not to sound crazy and Spread Misinfo but this really is insane. this is wild. this is such a like casual display of possessiveness that you really don't see outside of people that are actively fucking. there's absolutely 0 need for it. his one leg is sooo far back and it's so entirely purposeful to just be putting his entire thigh and dick on paul's back. like he is Stepped Forward to do this. like what the hell is this man 😭

[floofle-universe]

Ok so when Neil said it would be quiet, gentle and romantic and “they like holding hands” turned out all our predictions were wrong and he was actually talking about Beelzebub and Gabriel-AKKSKDKDL

[beepborpdoodledorp]

AHHGGDSHHGFFF BABY WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU

HE FUCKING DIED??? HE ACTUALLY FUCKING DIED???

:(((

EDIT: yes I am aware that this thing isn't actually Stardust, just a remnant of him. I was just put off by the line 'I am a shadow of a Cookie who became a star' which to me suggested that Stardust completed his transformation that he mentions once or twice in his overworld lines. I'm not too far into the story since the quills take like 40 years to recharge so thank you to the people who have informed me Stardust is in fact still out there chilling and traveling. Sad he apparently left the Dream Express though

[gordiicore]

[grandpakronos]

casual plays every time i think about rick not making valgrace canon

[sweetieviktor]

"tomorrow's exam", feat. viktor.

summary: you're not confident in your potential, so you go after viktor seeking comfort.

word count: 297.

content warning: reader is insecure because of an upcoming exam, but other than that its just fluff!!

author notes: oh my god i needed to write this so bad!! i only writed this one bcs im feeling like i wont be able to make a good score on literally one of the most important exams in my life (and on a lot of other brazilians too. i hate enem so much aarrgh) and i needed comfort, so yep take this tiny vik comfort fic :)

when viktor entered in his lab, he surely didn't expect to see you already there, pacing back and forth all around the place, only noticing him after the noise of the door closing hitted your ears. you turned around quickly, stopping in your tracks, looking at viktor with wide-eyes, almost as if you were shocked, completely lost in thought.

“dear, what happened?” he walked to your direction, looking at you, your eyes, searching for any possible reason for you to be so distressed like that, “whatever it is, you can tell me.”

“it's just –”, you pushed your hair back to it's place with your trembling hand, “do you remember this one exam i told you about some weeks ago?” he nodded, “i'm afraid that i–”, you took a deep breath, trying to ground yourself, “i might fail.”

“oh, my love...”, he took your shaking hand on his, guiding you to take a seat beside him on the lab's couch, “look at me, okay? you ain't going to fail, you'll see. i'm sure you're going to make one of the highest scores on it.”, he intertwined his fingers with yours, caressing the back of your hand, “because you're one of the most intelligent–” he planted a kiss in your right cheek, “smartest –” another one in your left, “brilliant –” now, at the top of your head, “and amazing person i've ever knew. i know you're going to make it.”, and finally on your lips.

he said those words so certain and, the way he looked at you with such adoration, made all the bad feelings you were dealing with earlier fly away.

“thank you, love.” you smiled heartily, now not that much anxious, feeling his hands crawling to your sides, embracing you and kissing your face all over again.

[icurushasfallen]

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Theory: Wade Wilson in Comic Book Movies Had A Dump Truck and Logan Loves it.

I don’t know why, but for someone I like to believe that despite Logan genuinely hating at first, he thinks he’s lowkey hot. Especially with how he states, ‘Not all of you was asleep,’ when they were literally tied together.

My point? Logan is an ass man. (And probably so is Wade) But I think that it’s canonical that Wade has a great ass. Like, I like to think that when they were in the Void Logan would subtly check Wade out.

I mean, all signs point to yes on my theory. The tailor in the beginning wastes no time slapping that dump truck ass. The guy in the cubicle was ready to risk it all. And honestly with how Wade carries himself around? He knows it’s phenomenal.

But Logan? Poor little ol’ (special emphasis, on the old) Logan is probably having a panic attack every time Wade isn’t facing him. Those cheeks are monumental. And I might even go as far to say our Wade Wilson has the best ass in the entire Void. Like, the other Deadpool’s had nice asses, but our Wade’s is insane.

Thanks for coming to me Ted Talk.

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[soshirohoshinasimp]

"Everyone's falling in love and I'm falling behind"

It always starts the same way: I watch it happen, and with each passing moment, the ache in my chest grows sharper, like a constant pressure I can't shake.

Another group chat. Another flood of photos, captions, and text updates from my friends. Another one of them sharing that they’ve met someone special, or that they've been on a date, or that they’re "officially in a relationship." The words blur together, the images become a haze of happy faces, intertwined hands, and promises of forever, while I sit here staring at my screen, feeling like everyone is moving forward, and I’m the only one standing still.

I’m happy for them, of course. I tell them I am. I send my congratulations, my emojis, do my best to sound genuinely thrilled for their happiness. But inside, there’s a quiet, gnawing feeling—that something is slowly being chipped away, like I’m stuck in the same place while the rest of the world keeps running.

It’s not that I don’t try. I fall in love easily—maybe too easily. It’s one of those things I can’t control. A smile, a laugh, the way someone’s eyes linger just a little longer than necessary, and I’m hooked. I imagine all the little things before I even know their last name—walks in the park, late-night conversations, whispered secrets in the dark. I let myself dream about everything that could be, even though I’m the only one dreaming.

The problem isn’t that I fall too quickly. The problem is that no one ever falls in love with me.

I try not to think about it. I try to tell myself it doesn’t matter. But every time another picture of a happy couple pops up, or the group chat explodes with excited updates about how “everything just feels right,” I can’t help but wonder: Why not me?

It’s as if I’m watching from the outside, peering through a foggy window at a life I’ll never belong to. Everyone else has found their someone, their partner, their “person,” while I stand alone at the edge of the crowd, half-smiling, pretending I’m fine, even when it feels like I’m not.

The worst part is that no one means to hurt me. They don’t know how their joy, their shared moments of connection, make me feel like I’m missing something I’ll never find. It’s like they’re all part of a club I can’t seem to get into, no matter how hard I try.

There are times when I catch myself getting too attached—when I start to like someone, a friend, a coworker, maybe just someone who’s kind to me. For a moment, I let myself believe that maybe this time, it’ll be different. This time, maybe they’ll see me the way I see them. But every time, I make the mistake of getting too close, of caring too much, I’m reminded that the love I’m offering isn’t what they want. It’s never what they want.

It’s a strange kind of loneliness, this quiet ache. It’s not loud or dramatic. It’s not a storm—it’s more like a slow drip, a constant reminder that I’m not enough. Not enough to be loved. Not enough to be chosen. Just... not enough.

And still, I hope. Still, I fall again.

I can’t stop myself from falling in love with the idea of love. Even when I know it’s unlikely. Even when I see the signs, when I recognize the patterns. Even when I know I’ll probably get hurt again.

I tell myself it’s okay. I tell myself that I don’t need anyone to complete me. That one day, it’ll happen, that one day, I’ll find someone who looks at me the way I look at them. But with every relationship that starts without me, with every “I’m so in love” post I scroll past, that hope starts to feel more like a dying ember, flickering weaker and weaker until it barely gives off any warmth at all.

Everyone’s falling in love, and I’m falling behind.

I tell myself I’m fine. That I’m strong. That I don’t need anyone else to feel whole. And in the rare moments when the ache doesn’t feel so sharp, I almost believe it. But then another couple announces their engagement, or another friend talks about how perfect their date was, and the ache comes back. A little sharper. A little louder.

I’m happy for them, of course. I’ll always be happy for them. But as I sit there, scrolling through their pictures, their stories, their dreams, I can’t help but wonder: When will it be my turn?

Is it too much to ask for, for a person to give me the love I give out tenfold? Or am i just stuck in my own delusions as usual.

But for now, I’m just waiting. And everyone else is falling in love.

And I’m falling behind.

[nicxxx5]

y'all why did evolution decide bleeding for a week straight was favorable for survival?

why have periods not been lost been lost to evolution???

why were periods introduced by evolution?!?!?!

natural selection what the fuck

[allthatispeculiar]

[pollen-steve]

Nothing notable happened today, although the one of the humans got sick all of a sudden. They're in the infirmary getting cared for. Report back with any updates.

They ate a spider. 

They ate a frickin spider.

They ate a frickin spider because one of the other humans dared them to.

Why are humans like this????

[welcome-to-the-agender-agenda]

Me: *sitting and scrolling through Pinterest*

Brain: We have energy so we have to do something

Me: Why not shower?

Brain: Not enough energy

Me: Read?

Brain: We can't focus

Me: Read fanfiction? You usually love that

Brain: Boring

Me: Watch a movie?

Brain: We can't just watch a movie and not do anything else as well

Me: Draw whilst watching a movie?

Brain: Too tired

Me:

Brain:

Me: Well can I sit here and scroll on my phone?

Brain: No, you have too much energy!

[luke-shywalker]

I just rewatched the bit from TLJ where Ben and Rey have their first accidental Zoom call and Rey sees him and immediately starts making threats on his life and bro is just looking around like “Can you see my surroundings? I can’t see yours. Do you have a background turned on?”

I haven’t actually watched the sequels since the years they came out so. Sometimes I forget that canon Ben Solo is actually just as much of an idiot as I imagine him to be

[unprofessionalprofessionalbinger]

7x8 "season seven, time for a wedding"

WOAH WOAH WOAH.

WTF

Honestly, I haven't been in this fandom for long, but I feel like Sam getting assaulted like every other season is totally overlooked?!

Also that other episode where Dean killed Amy!?? Like, I get the intention but it wasn't okay to lie to Sam like that.

Like dude. Stop being an ass to your brother for fuck's sake.

Also really missing Cas :(((