#really shitpost

[magicmagic09]

Your blond long-hair Maths teacher comes into the classroom on Oct 31st, without knowing anything about the tricks prepared for him.

Well, happy Halloween!

[nevvaraven]

it’s just that. well they -and I just. yah. you know how it is. so I’m just. y’know. and like yeah. k. love you. bye bye

[beepboopappreciation]

Is this anything

[marfian]

So act 3 huh

[inbabylontheywept]

I was walking out of the Walmart today, and a car passed me, and I got this incredibly vivid impression. It wasn't really in words, but if I had to put it into words, the two key points would be

a). I needed to watch that car and

b). That I needed to be careful, because the driver of the car was a massive bitch.

It kind of took me by surprise, because I really had no reason to be beefing with that car, and I also hadn't really had an impression like that since I was religious, which was in my teen years. Right? It'd been a decade since I had a little voice whisper in my ear, and I'd basically written it off as nonsense.

Anyway, I watched the car, because The Spirits or whatever were very insistent that I did. Car drove fine, went into the parking spot, inched forward, and right when it should've just stopped, the driver gunned it for some reason and it ran into the curb and cracked its bumper.

So, the driver got out, and she went to the front of the car to check that yes, she had cracked her bumper, and then she turned to look at me. The parking lot wasn't empty, but we were the only two people standing in that row, and I'd probably been staring at her for tenish seconds now.

She demanded very angrily to know why I hadn't warned her of the curb. And I could have said I didn't know you were about to gun it or is it my job to help every stranger park, or even could you have even heard me, inside your car?

And all of those would have been fine, but I was really, really busy digesting that I had somehow communed with Mormon Jesus again for the first time in fifteen years, and that the communion had mostly been there to let me watch someone park badly (?), so what I responded with was:

"Because it was foretold."

And I can't tell which would be funnier, if she went silent because there's not much to be said to that, or if she went silent because in Utah, she might actually believe me, but we parted ways without more words.

I'm still kind of digesting this myself, actually.

[neo--queen--serenity]

the man with a plan

[good-to-drive]

It's kinda funny when you get a bunch of likes but no reblogs like I enjoyed your post but I'd prefer if no one else saw it

[bookwyrminspiration]

if you all could see all the fanart i imagine in my head and never draw it’d blow your tits clean off

[meanbossart]

Much to think about

[honeypleasejustkillme]

i thought i was at my lowest but holy shit it gets lower

[rynli]

officer now is not the time to obsess about your sexuality

[magicmagic09]

Today witnesses my another shitpost (my apology for not good at coloring), showing blonde young engineer Carnot singing in Rosati with a rose in his hand. He looses his braid at the same time.

SJ whips the roses so you can see roses in the sky. (This scene is from the beginning of Saint Just et la force des choses. Though they didn't meet each other in 1780s)

[herzspalter]

So I started playing Hit The Road very recently and look, I'm 99% sure this is merely a hint for later in the game, but whenever you use the twine on Max, Sam says this, and I love it because this can be either sexy or murderous or both

[burger-time-clown]

Ody watching Athena mentor Telemachus

[psipaka]

(Not failing) marriage

[crifevergreen]