#im going to suffocate

[citrusitonit]

Can't turn on the car to lower the windows without the alarm going off and cant take out the keys to wait outside. so now im stuck opening the door every few minutes to breathe through the crevice like a reverse fnaf 2 freddy mask procedure

[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

[gunsatthaphan]

Q10 and they want me dead again 🫠🙃

[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.

[m3at-f3tus]

My gf got me into Metalocalypse now I have another man to sexualize

[posallys]

okay not to like bitch and complain about nothing but it really is such a weird experience being a consistently high-performing student to the point it's expected because for example my last orgo exam grade got put in wrong and it was in as a 79 but it was supposed to be a 97, and I was freaking out because as a former gifted kid a lot of my self worth and identity is founded on me getting good grades. and I was having a small little panic attack thinking I did "bad" on this exam and my friends were either like a) why are you freaking out it's not that big of a deal or b) oh don't worry she probably put the grade in wrong! you couldn't have gotten a bad grade you don't get bad grades!!!! and it's like neither of those are actually comforting because somewhere along the line people stopped telling me "good job" and the "good job" just became the expectation and praise turned into jokes about "wow you could have done better" when i'd get like a 98 instead of a 100 and so a lot of my formative years were spent trying really fucking hard to get 100s on everything because I physically could not get better than that and so people would have to tell me that I did a good job and so now I have intrisically tied my worthiness to my grades and like yeah I know that even if it WAS a 79 it was not the end of the world but then there's people at that same table who were like "but you just don't get bad grades that's not possible" and so I'm there with two possibilities. either everyone thinks I'm stuck up because I'm upset with a grade a lot of people would kill for in that class, or the opposite and I'm like disappointing people because "it's just not possible" for me to do bad. anyway like it's not that big of a deal but even professors will make comments sometimes like "yeah I had to check the name on this paper because I was surprised you missed this question" like yeah me fucking too I guess. i wonder what my life would have been like if people didn't stop telling me "good job" when I was 7 years old. i wonder what it's like to not care. anyway if I had a therapist they'd be hearing about this.

[pinkdeath6]

Wanna live here

[shadelorde]

AVATAR WAN IN THE NEW AANG MOVIE WE ARE SO FUCKING BACK???

[alttac-co]

Cringe be damned, cause IDGAF (I do) here is my mfb oc

His name is Kyo Noruki, and tbh I haven't really fleshed out all his lore

⚠️ YAP WARNING UNDER CUT⚠️

What I do know is that

He is/was a part of the Dark Nebula throughout season 1, he was a part of it since episode 1, but I don't know his reason for joining yet, but I don't think he really cares for their goals or anything.

He got ANTI-blader spirit, he isn't evil but he simply sees beys as pieces of metal, he doesn't believe in beys being sentient or having spirits or anything, so all of his battles have a sort of empty vibe, like something's just not right, because he has no passion.

Again, he's not evil or a bad person or anything, he just never had a bond with his bey cause he sees it as a spinning top.

(lil tidbit: I hc that he doesn't call out his beys name during battles, he just calls out the moves, bc again, no bond)

Because of his anti spirit, he doesn't take many beyblade related things seriously, like L-Drago eating peoples souls, because to him, 'it's just a spinning top, it can't be that serious', and with Reiji torturing people, he just doesn't get what the big deal is, like 'yea your bey broke, just fix it later?'.

(bc of this I feel like he wouldn't be mentally affected by Reiji, like he'd lose in a fight w him but he wouldn't really gaf)

I feel like Kyo would REALLY piss Gingka off, because he has NO spirit NO passion and NO fucks to give, and his bey is suffering for it.

His arc would probably be Gingka hitting him with his fist of The bladers Spirit™ by the end of season 1, and Kyo trying to make it up to his bey and bond with it in season 2 (idk where he'd be in season 3, cuz ngl, not the biggest Fury fan).

He has his own morals and stuff, but he is more on the morally-grey side of the spectrum, like he wouldn't kill anyone or anything, but he would harm someone if he had to, it's all a means to an end for him.

I am having troubles with his bey though, because honestly I don't really know the etiquette for making up beyblades, I want him to have some kind of fox because it just fits his vibe? idk, but the only fox bey I know of is Spiral Fox, which is taken, so I'm very open to suggestions, I've been thinking about the names Flash Fox and Phantom Fox tho.

Anyway, here's some lil character interaction doodles :D

(ignore how off model he looks, doodle are doodles) but anyway, thank you so much for making it through my brain gunk

I'm sorry, but there will probably be more to come 😔

[riddle-me-ri]

wee rant feel free to ignore...

I really didn't want to rant on here about this stuff...

this has been my escape and reprieve for when stuff gets too much in real life...

but this past april...

my close cousin's husband died unexpectedly at 33 years old... the week before Easter

my step-mom's car got stolen...3 a.m. Easter morning and they were in our driveway for 15 minutes with guns...as we saw from our ring cameras...

this past Thursday, April 24th, my mom was rushed to the ER after she got rear-ended that morning...

and today, April 29th, I got a call from the ER registration office asking me to give consent to some forms for my mother's admission TODAY that I didn't know about until the registration lady called me TODAY and I had to call my mom's boyfriend to ask what the hell is going on...

my mother is fine, thankfully, she's getting faint spells and its hard for her to move...they're keeping her overnight for observation...

and lately I've just been feeling inadequate and like a failure as a daughter, as a cousin, as a friend...as an everything...

I've tried to just keep pushing forward, keep writing...because I certainly don't like what I draw here lately...cant even do a simple art trade with a friend or do any of my storyboard assignments...

but after getting the shit scared out of me that my mom was admitted to the ER...I-I think I'm done...

I have an appointment with my therapist Thursday so I hope that helps but...I dont know...I just don't

See ya guys around,

Ri 💚

[kittykalliarts]

Manifesting 5-star Mortefi when we get to the New Federation 😤

Imma ramble my nonsense in the tags because lord help me

[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

[pinkdeath6]

[ureverygirltome]

guys what's the best soap to wash my tattoos with also moisturizer. a lot of ppl saying dial gold or smth but then some ppl were saying it actually is scented but some say it doesn't matter unless if u have rly sensitive skin(i don't think i do)... but id like to go fragrance free very gentle soap... preferably like liquid soap over bars of soap... shld I do antibacterial or just regular soap as long as it's unscented nd stuff?

and for moisturizer I was thinking aveeno or cerave idk

[walkingintheamm]

they need to invent weekends that last longer and pass by slower