#idk i’m kinda stupid

[squidflavoredsoup]

does this count as roomie cipher stuff?? ehhh idk it sorta isn’t but ig any drawing of me n bill kinda is??

[harryzroze]

Somethin’ stupid

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[fistfuloflightning]

You are without doubt the worst rogue cultivator I’ve ever heard of. Ah. But you have heard of me.

Some Mobei-jun/rogue cultivator!Shen Yuan brainrot—thanks to @neonghostcat I can no longer separate SY from the guandao 😭 (thank you from the bottom of my heart)

[michaelnotwheeler]

So what do you fellas on tumblr think about rarry??

aka i binged a few potter movies (with this one I had gof in mind) and it’s on my mind, also I really like this fanart I think it’s rad and it’s my best one yet I think

Also please keep in mind I obviously do not condone or support anything jk Rowling has said or continues to say about trans people, I hope that’s apparent because I am a trans person

[unstali]

Screw it. Life series/The Owl house.

I already have a au of this but I wanted to throw this idea out there.

I’ve had this au for a while so here’s a few characters I’ve matched (kind of):

Luz: Jimmy.

Amity: Scott. (yes Flower husbands. Sue me.)

Hunter: Martyn. (Religious guilt boi)

Eda&Lilith: Sky siblings? (Grian&Pearl)

And let’s reach! Grumbot as King, and Mumbo as the Titan!

I think an empires/Life series/Hermitcraft Owl house au would be the bomb tbh.

[tacobellabeanburrito]

OK GUYS. Not. Not to sound tooo crack shippy. BUT.

But.

Ok. But…

Why is Larry x Phoenix kinda… Cute?

[petrichormore]

God q!BBH is fascinating. His paranoia especially. q!Bad has called himself paranoid in character btw. multiple times. but the one example that immediately comes to mind is when he was talking to q!Aypierre. When people call him paranoid he doesn’t really say “Nuh uh” (at least not seriously - he’s become a little more self-aware) he says “okay maybe I am, maybe I’m not. but don’t you understand why?”

for q!BBH the price of potentially overreacting and hurting his friends’ feelings with his lack of trust is significantly outweighed by the price of an egg fucking dying because he decided to relax. He has been the deciding factor in a life-or-death situation for an egg multiple times. And his overreactions have saved lives. Obviously his developing belief that he’s like the Lone Responsible Caretaker of the Eggs is like blatantly incorrect but it didn’t come into existence in a void. It isn’t just one of his inventions it’s a consequence of other parents putting (whether purposely or accidentally) a lot of pressure on him that he tried and failed to escape from.

So he doesn’t care if he’s paranoid, he doesn’t care if his distrust hurts people, he doesn’t care about what’s reasonable or not - he cares about the eggs being alive. And if being unreasonable has kept the eggs alive in the past then damn you better believe he’s only going to get more unreasonable. And he’s not going to be sorry about it either, not while he feels responsible for every single child on the island.

[zer0brainc3lls]

“And the rattle snake said ‘I wish I had hands so I could hug you like a man!’ ”

“And then the cactus said ‘but don’t you understand? My skin is covered with sharp spikes that will stab you like a thousand knives, A hug might be nice but hug my flower with your eyes!’ ”

Literally Thomas and Newt in the death cure (after Newt got infected)

I hope this makes sense 😭

[mentallyunstablequeen101]

Does anyone also think that Rick foreshadowed Solangelo by making Nico confess to Percy but right after saying he’s not his type walk over to Will Solace like??? He just walked over to the guy that was his type……I don’t really see people talk about this

[ghostingink]

Phil Lesters awful fashion sense for Dan inspired this piece

Anyways it’s still prom season right?

[alyona11]

The duality of man is when you love Hadestown so much that you hate Hadestown

[sailforvalinor]

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[acourtofquestions]

Chapter 89

I just finished Chapter 89

[tallgh0st]

we went fishing yesterday and all i caught was a date for tn

[james-spooky]

this is a test

[strawberryshortcake1495]

Back in 3rd grade, my class and I went on a field trip to this forest where we studied about bugs and lizards. We were paired up into groups and I got grouped up with this girl in my class. We’ll call her Anne. My relationship with Anne…was complicated, to say the least. She never really talked to me, sometimes called me a weirdo, and would give me stink eyes when we were at lunch. So being together with her lowkey scared me, but I still tried to be friendly because that’s what a good person does. To my surprise, Anne was actually…really nice. When she was reading the little pamphlet on an exhibit, I saw the little gleam in her eyes. The same gleam I’d see in everyone else. I was so taken aback, but I was also super relieved. I couldn’t believe I had assumed her to be this cold and distant girl when she was actually just this shy kid. When our trip was over, and we were heading towards the bus, I noticed a stick on the ground. It was a long and beautiful stick, and me being me, I grabbed it and brought it back to the school with us. It was a reminder of that wonderful trip, those good times with people who made me feel alive. When we got back to the school, we were walking over to the cafeteria when my teacher noticed the stick. She made me throw it away. The beautiful majestic stick, tossed into the garbage bin. Never to be seen again.

But don’t worry, this story kinda has a happy ending. Since that day, Anne started being openly more social with me and hung out with me alongside my friends. She went from this aloof and quiet girl to a snarky but well-meaning kid. Thinking about 3rd grade is actually making me emotional. I moved schools during my childhood, and we’ll call the one I spent this year of my life in “V” (for privacy reasons). My parents complain that V was the worst school they’ve sent me to but V was the only school that made me feel like I belonged. The playground was cozy, all the kids knew and liked me, and it was just…this…place of happiness. When the school year ended, I was given the choice to keep attending V or return to my old school. My stupid nostalgia-riddled brain chose my old school. I thought I could make amends with my old teachers and be a good kid again, but it just led me down a path I’ll never fix.

I should’ve stayed at V, where I felt happy and loved and cared for. Imagine in another life, 3 more years of paradise at that place. But I’m a teenager now, and I know I can never go back.