#is this the past? the future?

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[caffeinatedopossum]

Me when I remember something I said ages ago that was wrong or my values no longer align with

[fairytaleinagem]

𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊

suuuuper old piece, thought I'd throw it out there since it's actually pretty fire writing also new dividerrrr, better than the other one lol

"Are you kidding me!? Out of all the times that this had to happen, it chose to be now??" he kicked the metal of the machine, resulting in a hollow BANG as he tried to make it start up again. A cloud of dust lifted, revealing even more scratches and dents. Including the one he just made. His brows furrowed at that. Running a dirty hand through his hair, he pulled at his scalp. A way to try and relieve any stress building up in his head. He repeated the action over and over, before letting his hand flop back down to his side. "Stupid Ruined Facility… Stupid timeline shenanigans… stupid Ae—" he paused, before shaking his head, "no, nothing is stupid… maybe I should take that break…" he muttered, grabbing a rag to wipe his hands, and leaving the messy and rather suffocating room. The machine. He's been trying to get that old thing to work now for, what, a couple of weeks now? But without a clue of what it was, why it was built, or even a little bit memory of his past, there wasn't anything he could do to fix it. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. He recognized it, that's for sure. The various snapped wires and shattered glass tubes running up the dilapidated walls meant that it could power something. It's absurdly ginormous size compared to literally anything else also told him that it packed a lot of punch. And the faint feeling of deja vu every time he looked at it from a certain angle was practically giving him the answer that; yes, he has seen this before. And yet… He flexed his fingers. This was supposed to be a break for him, not for him to be on the verge of breaking. 'Just think of other things, Marcus… Like how there's danger literally everywhere you go. Maybe think of why this place is so damn big. Or how to not die, why there's no other people here, or that there's no visible way to escape—' "UGH! I HATE this STUPID PLACE!" He yelled. Practically on the verge of a temper tantrum. He kicked a random wall, trying to release any of his frustration. Tears blurred his vision, and he almost lost his balance. "God DAMMIT!" The wall was apparently both thin and weak enough to cave under his foot, trapping it. He groaned, before attempting to yank it out. "Come on… Come on…!" It took a few hops, a couple of tugs, and then one loud war cry for it to finally be freed. Relief flooding his senses as he waved away any debris. Ah, there's some dirt on his pants. Bending down to dust away the drywall, a glint caught his eye. Something shiny… and bright? "What the… wait a minute, there's secret rooms in this place!?" he exclaimed. More places where those awful gooey glitchy blobs can spring up on him? What a find! (Note: he's being sarcastic, and he's utterly terrified at the implications of this secret room.) He should probably find a way to get through it, see what that shine was all about. Or maybe he should just… Leave it alone. That's the smartest thing to do, right? But what if there's some really useful information in there? Something that could, I don't know, help him fix that blasted machine? "Ugh… Decisions, decisions.." What would he do..? He paused a moment, as a single, rather stupid thought crossed his mind. Looking back into old, dusty hallway he was in, he sighed. "Nothing better to do," he mumbled. Then, he started to bash in the wall with his foot again. Well, maybe this would be the break he's looking for.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Must be a Sugondese joke.

[illusioncanthurtme--art]

Physically? I am sitting in my bedroom. Mentally? Spiritually? I AM DEAD ON THE FLOOR!!!!! THESE TWO HAVE KILLED ME!!!!

(Another drawing! This was originally attempt #1 at drawing stan, and then fiddleford just showed up. Kinda feels like them five minutes after the above acting like nothing happened though, so it works sdjkgkjfshj)

[gaybuckybarnesss]

HUGH JACKMAN X-Men: Days of Future Past (2014)

[lunasblunt]

70s logan moodboard

[g3othermal3scapism]

rose tyler visiting home wearing tshirts from artists and tours that havent happened yet or tv shows that dont exist yet and everyone thinking she just has weird obscure music taste and is rly weird. its 2006 rose tyler walking down the street and everyone who glances at her shirt is thinking ‘who in the fuck is olivia rodrigo and where did this girl get a 2024 tour shirt’

[madseance]

"it's not queer fiction unless the queerness is explicitly declared in the text according to currently accepted terminology and in a way that meets the approval of the entire audience" I mean follow your heart I guess but I trust myself as a queer person to recognise queer themes

[evilmafuyu666]

[breeberrypies]

i hate these lesbians so much (i need them to be my dads)

[onebadnoodle]

merry christmas!

were you visited by three ghosts?

[peterpcrker]

X-MEN: DAYS OF FUTURE PAST 2014 | dir. Bryan Singer

[mf-artdump]

I've been playing Splatoon since the very first game. And seeing my playable character in the first game reappear and grow in Splatoon 2 and 3, makes my heart clench with bittersweet joy because I grew up with them.

Splatoon grew and I also grew and I couldn't be happier to grow up together.

Thank you for the maritime memories.

[drizzledrawings]

I ship them together because I can project myself onto Wolverine because I am also 5’3” and Canadian and in love with Ororo Munroe