#taking a massive L

[dual-cetacean]

Mad, mad, modus

Chapter 2: Circuitry Hearts

(the usual button/card won't work for me rn on tumblr, so please use this link instead to get to the fic)

"Shadow delves deeper into the belly of the beast."

Please enjoy~ It's a bad ending fest.

Under keep reading is the spoiler version of the background art~

[autoauthor]

Tobirama would be the kind of person who would be completely unable to let people be wrong on the internet. Meanwhile, Izuna would spread misinfo on purpose just to get under his skin. Any contradictions would make him double down harder.

Izuna: "Sharks are smooth"

Tobirama: "Actually, shark skin is quite rough. Akin to sandpaper."

Izuna: "I can see how you would think that given you don't moisturize."

Tobirama: *Physically brings a shark out of the water to prove his point* "You cannot deny a fact staring you right in the face"

Izuna: *Petting it straight-faced as his palms tear up* "Very smooth"

[calypsolemon]

in love with how lloyd's insecurity about being a bad mentor is a vicious cycle, btw. If his students are failing, it's his fault bc he's failing them, so they have to be capable of figuring things out eventually, so he won't be failing them. And that's how he fails Arin

[avalost]

37!

��What they did to you was wrong.”

“What?” The word no more than an irritated exhale as Heinrix slumped against the shuttle window, elbow propped on the armrest. The poised Interrogator was gone. This man, exhausted and disheveled, was an utter stranger.

With a gentle pressure, the shuttle lifted off, leaving behind the foul remnants of the Black Ship. In the seat next to him, Kat spoke quietly. “That was horrific. No one… should be treated that way.”

She kept her voice low to keep the others from hearing their conversation. Simple courtesy, nothing more. It had nothing to do with how much this felt like giving ground.

Heinrix did not lift his head from the cradle of his fingertips. “It was necessary. Untrained psykers are incredibly dangerous.”

“They're still people.”

At that, Heinrix did stir – and fixed Kat with an incredulous glare. “Still people? You saw the aftermath – were those people? Was there anything human left?” His voice rose. He caught himself and exhaled through his teeth, turning away once more. “I do not expect you to understand.”

A tool of the Imperium, he had called himself. Yet he had told her stories of his childhood – far more carefree than the careworn man sitting beside her now. Was it that child that had been herded onto the Black Ship? Had they put that boy in the shackles that hung in its cells?

How long had it taken to hammer him into a weapon?

And how many people, just like her, had refused to see him as anything else?

She fixed her eyes on the seat back in front of her, not looking at Heinrix. “No. I didn't understand before. I do now.”

Still, she saw his fist clench on the armrest between them. “Forgive me, but you do not. Cannot. You've spent your life doing as you please, defying the law and the Throne as you see fit. Now, with the warrant of a Rogue Trader –” He shook his head. “I… have never been afforded such leeway.”

She lifted her hand. Remarkably, it did not tremble as she placed it on his gauntleted forearm.

Heinrix froze. So close, Kat could see his chest stop moving for a moment.

Then he withdrew his arm.

“But you have other things to worry about. I assure you, Lord Captain, I am fine.”

Her title, cold steel in his mouth, where once he'd spoken her name with such warmth.

Kat leaned back in her seat and let her head fall back against the headrest, and fought down a sigh.

(micro-story prompt asks)

[lizmitches]

all they have to do is stand next to each other and my extremities start getting tingly

[prismisshort]

Heyy chatttt, i normally dont do serious posts, this is kind of a vent thingy.

long story short, im sorry if i dont post alot from here on out, or even draw much, all i have been able to get myself to draw is vent art, im at such a low point in my life and its just ugh.. but yeah.

to anyone i owe art/a commission for i apologize deeply. im still gonna work on them

Tw mentions of sh/suicide

so, the past like, 2 or so weeks i've been on a really big downward spiral, i dont know what caused it. maybe it was my dad, school, all the things going on around me, myself???? i have no idea

all i know is im desperately trying not to do anything stupid like relapsing or just ending it all, im so tired, and i can't get myself to open any of my drawing apps, which i apologize

again, this post can be ignored, i just wanted to mention it in case anyone wonders why I haven't posted.

[pompomqt]

Journey to the West Chapter 63

Sandy telling the King that riding clouds, and subduing dragons is no big deal for them:

Welcome back to this week's chapter of Journey to the West with @journeythroughjourneytothewest. This week, Pigsy and Monkey must take back what was stolen. So let's get into it shall we?

So Pigsy and Monkey take off with their cloud soaring ability, which leaves the King very impressed with Tripitaka and Sandy, which allows for Sandy to get his humble brag on. He tells the King that Monkey is actually the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, a rank that needs no explanation, since he earned it by causing havoc in heaven and facing off against the heavenly army. Pigsy meanwhile is the Marshal of Heavenly Reeds, a rank that once had him in command of eighty thousand celestial warriors. Sandy meanwhile doesn't have quite as impressive of a resume, but he was still once a heavenly captain. So while their group of disciples may lack skills in certain area's, when it comes to things like subduing dragons, or mounting clouds and changing the weather- just leave it to them.

Meanwhile the Great Sage and Heavenly Marshal have arrived back at the Green Wave Lagoon. Once there Monkey transforms his staff into a razor, and cuts off the ears of one of the demons, and the bottom lip of the other, before tossing them into the water with a message for their boss. The message being that the Great Sage Equal to Heaven has arrived so he better bring out the treasure, or else he is going to murder their entire family. Which, unsurprisingly, the minion demons are happy to deliver the message if it means that they get to live another day, or maybe only an hour. We'll see.

So the minion demon's rush to their king and tell him all about how they were captured on their patrol, and that Sun Wukong sent them back here and is demanding the Pagoda treasure. The Dragon King is smart enough to be rightfully terrified of Sun Wukong, after all, dragons don't have the greatest track record against him. His son in law on the other hand is full of unearned confidence and thinks that he can take him.

So the nine headed son in law gets dressed in his best armor and goes out to face them, calling for Sun Wukong to face him. Monkey introduces himself, and when the nine headed demon asks why a scripture monk cares about some random stolen treasure, Monkey says it's because some of his fellow monks suffered because of it's theft. The Nine Headed demon warns Wukong that if they fight, he may not spare his life, which would put a damper on the whole scripture thing, but Wukong just tells him to put his money where his mouth is, and the two begin to fight.

The two fight for a while, with Pigsy waiting in the wings for the perfect opportunity to stab the demon in the back. Problem is, it's rather difficult to sneak up on a foe with nine heads, so the demon is able to see the attack coming and block it. Despite the sneak attack failing however, the two of them together are still able to press the demon back until the demon is pressured into revealing his true form- a winged nine headed insect demon. Which is something that Pigsy and Monkey have never seen before.

Despite that however, Pigsy and Monkey are still prepared to kick the demon's ass. So Monkey rises into the sky to land a killing blow on the demon's head, but the demon takes this opportunity of separation to grab a hold of Pigsy and drag him into the water to capture him. It's nice to see Tripitaka taking a break from being the kidnapped victim and letting Pigsy have a go at it once in a while instead.

The Demon drags Pigsy back to the underwater palace and has some minions tie him up, while the Dragon King congratulate him on his accomplishment. Which isn't really much of an accomplishment in my books, if you wanted to kidnap Pigsy there are easier ways to do it, you probably could have just lured him down here with a barrel or rice or hot girl just as easily. Despite that though, the demon's decide to celebrate anyways.

Now that Pigsy has been kidnapped, Monkey has to decide what to do next. He doesn't want to go back and report to Tripitaka, since the king would laugh at him, but he doesn't want to have to fight the demon alone either, also he hates fighting in water. For now he decides to just pull the crab trick again and see if he can rescue Pigsy so they can pick up where they left off. So Monkey transforms into a crab again, and I'm surprised that they didn't put any wanted posters for Monkey's crab form after what happened last time. I guess that the dragon king needs to have a second crab incident to learn his lesson though, since Monkey sneaks in no problem. He avoids the Dragon King and the nine headed demon and goes straight to some minions. He asks them if Pigsy is dead yet, and they tell him he's still alive and is the one moaning loudly tied up in the corner.

So Monkey goes to Pigsy and lets him know who he is. Monkey checks that the coast is clear, and once it is, he uses his claws to snap the ropes holding Pigsy together. Pigsy is free now, but they took his weapon, which Pigsy assumes must be in the main hall. Monkey tells Pigsy to wait for him at the gate, and Monkey sneaks into the main hall and spots Pigsy's rake, and is able to grab it by using his invisibility power.

Once Monkey returns Pigsy's weapon to him, Pigsy tells Monkey that he'll try fighting them here first- if he wins great, if not, he'll lead them to Monkey outside of the lagoon. Monkey gives the thumbs up to this plan and tells Pigsy to be careful before taking his leave. So Pigsy starts off this master plan by raving like a lunatic and frightening the entire dragon clan, and causing mass panic. Pigsy spends some time trashing their house, before the Nine Headed insect comes out to confront him. Pigsy and the Nine Headed demon fight for a while, until the Dragon King finally gathers his son and grandson together to help him fight.

Seeing how he's about to become outnumber, Pigsy retreats back to the surface, where Monkey is lurking in wait. And as soon as Monkey see's them come out of the water, he smashes the dragon's head in with his staff, instantly killing him. Seeing this the son and grandson flee for their lives, but Nine Head stays just long enough to collect the corpse before also retreating.

Monkey and Pigsy take this opportunity to discuss what to do next, Monkey wants Pigsy to go and draw them out again so they can finish this, but Pigsy is feeling to lazy again I guess. While they are talking, they suddenly notice Erlang and the Six Brothers of Plum Mountain passing by, looking like they just came back from a successful hunt. Monkey says that those seven sages happen to be bond brothers of his, so they should ask them for help with the current situation. Pigsy agree's that they should ask for their help, but then Monkey tells Pigsy that he's going to have to serve as an icebreaker, since as you might remember, Wukong has a bit of history with Erlang, since Erlang was the one who initially captured with with the help of Laozi. So Monkey really doesn't want to just go up to Erlang without Pigsy announcing him first.

So Pigsy calls out to the hunting party that the Great Sage Equal to heaven wants to see them. Erlang gives his approval and has the other six, call Sun Wukong up to chat with them. Erlang congratulates Wukong, for getting so far on his journey. And Monkey says he received great kindness from Erlang in the past. Which I found a bit odd, since I'm pretty sure the last time we heard about Erlang, was when he apparently burned Flower Fruit Mountain. However despite their history the two seem to be pretty cordial. Anyways Monkey tells Erlang about the current situation they are in, and asks if they will be willing to lend a hand.

Erlang says that since they killed the dragon king, it would probably be best to strike while they are still left scrambling from the death, Pigsy however wants to delay on account of it getting late. And surprisingly one of the brothers agrees with him, saying that the enemy isn't going anywhere, so they might as well have a small get together while they wait until morning. Which I guess is fine, it's not like Tripitaka is kidnapped this time, and about to be eaten, so the deadline isn't all that critical.

They all have a small banquet together until dawn, after which they decide to send Pigsy down again to lure them out. Pigsy crashes the funeral with all the subtlety he possessed last time he broke into their house- which is to say none at all. Pigsy is able to take the mourning party by surprise and instakill the dragon son, which causes the mom to flee in a panic to the Nine Headed Son in law and tell him what happened. So the Nine Headed demon grabs his weapon and the dragon grandson to do battle with Pigsy. However Pigsy has no interest in doing battle with them, all he wanted was their attention, so he leads them out of the water where Sun Wukong and the Sages lie in wait. The sages are able to instantly kill the grandson, so the nine headed demon reverts once again to his true form.

Erlang shoots an arrow at it, but the demon dodges and goes to bite Erlang, only to be intercepted by Erlang's dog, which bit off one of it's nine heads. This of course causes the demon to flee, and Pigsy tries to give chase, but Monkey stops him, and says they shouldn't waste their time, since the demon will probably die anyways since one of it's heads got bitten off and not everyone can regrow one of those.

Pigsy clears a way for Monkey through the water, while Monkey transforms into the Nine Headed Demon and follows after Pigsy. After that they have Pigsy chase the 'Nine Headed Demon' until he runs into Princess All Saints. When the Princess asks her 'husband' why he's in such a panic, Monkey tells her that Pigsy has defeated him, so they should probably hide the treasure while they can. So the Princess hands Monkey a gold box and a white jade box and says they are the Buddhist treasure, and the nine-leaf divine agaric. She tells Monkey to hide them while she faces Pigsy, and after he's done hiding them he can tag back in and fight Pigsy again.

Which would be a decent plan if the one she had just handed the treasures to wasn't Sun Wukong. Monkey of course immediately reveals himself, and when the princess tries to make a grab for the boxes, Pigsy hits her in the shoulder with his rake and knocks her to the ground. The Dragon Mom tries to flee but is grabbed by Pigsy, however before Pigsy can kill her, Monkey stops him, and says they should take her back to the capital to give her testimony. Pigsy and Monkey return to the surface with dragon and treasure in tow and give their thanks to Erlang and the other sages. They try and convince them to come with them to see the king, but they refuse and take their leave.

Pigsy and Monkey return to Tripitaka and the king and tell them about their latest adventure, and says that they were successful in recovering the treasures and the thief. They then have the Dragon Mom recount how the thefts occurred, which she does, before begging that they spare her life. Pigsy is all for killing her, but Monkey is on a character development kick, and agrees to spare her in exchange for her becoming the new guardian of the pagoda. The dragoness is more then happy to agree to this plan.

So they all head off to the monastery together, where they put the treasure back in it's rightful place and chain the dragoness to the pagoda. Wukong summons the local deities to give them orders to bring her food and water every three days, however if she ever steps out of line they are to kill her. Then Wukong uses the stolen plant to sweep the pagoda clean, restoring it to it's former glory. Once that's done, the golden light once more emerges from the Pagoda. Monkey suggests to the king that he should rename the Monastery to Dragon Subduing Monastery, which the king agrees to. With their business finished here, it's time for the pilgrims to once again continue their journey to the west.

Current Sun Wukong Stats: Names/Titles: Monkey, The Stone Monkey, The Handsome Monkey King, Sun Wukong (Monkey awakened to the void), Bimawen (Banhorseplague), The Great Sage Equal To Heaven and Pilgrim Sun. Immortality: 5 + 94,000 years Weapon: The Compliant Golden Hooped Rod Abilities: 72 Transformations, Cloud-Somersault, Ability to transform his individual hairs, super strength, Ability to Summon Wind, Water restriction charm, and the ability to change into a huge war form, ability to duplicate his staff, ability to immobilize others, the ability to put others to sleep, and the Fiery eyes and Diamond Pupils, intimidating horses, churning large bodies of water, sleeplessness, seizing the wind, enhanced smell, discerning good and evil within a thousand miles, Spirit Summoning, lock picking, object transformation, distance reduction, vanishing in a flash of light, super healing, transforming others, Invisibility, and Wind Immunity Demon Kill Count: 11 + Unknown Number of Minions Human Kill Count: 1039 God's Defeated: 23 + Unknown number Defeats: 7 Crime List: Robbery, Murder, Mass Murder, Arson, Theft, Coercion, Threatening a Government Official, Resisting Arrest, Assault, Forgery, Employee Theft, False Imprisonment, Impersonating a Government Official, Treason, attempted murder, failure to control or report a dangerous fire, desecrating a corpse, breaking and entering, trespassing, violating Tree Law, looting corpses, trading counterfeit goods, criminal threat, animal abuse, Assisting or Instigating Escape, Damage to Religious Property, contaminating a substance for human consumption, Identity Fraud, Disorderly Conduct and Joyriding Cry Count: 9 + 3 fake cries Mountains Trapped Under: 4

Current Tang Sanzang stats: Names/Titles: River Float, Xuanzang, Tang Sanzang, Tripitaka and the Tang Monk Abilities: Curing Blindness, making branches point a certain direction (allegedly), reciting sutras, pretty privilege, memorization, Heart Sutra, Meditation, and Being Heaven's Specialist Little Guy Cry Count: 32 Tight Fillet Spell Uses: 63 Paralyzed by fear: 6 Bandit Problems: 3 Kidnapped by demons: 9 Falling Off Horses: 10

Current Bai Long Ma Stats: Names/Titles: Bai Long Ma (White Dragon Horse), Prince of the Western Ocean, and third prince jade dragon of the dragon king Aorun Abilities: Transforming into a human, a water snake, and a horse, eating a horse in one bite, flight, Magic of Water Restriction, Singing, and Sword Dancing. Cry Count: 1 Crime List: Arson, and Grave Disobedience. Contributions to the plot: 3 Kidnapped by demons: 1

Current Zhu Wuneng Stats: Names/Titles: The Marshal of the Heavenly Reeds, Zhu Wuneng (Pig who is aware of ability), Zhu Ganglie, Pigsy, Idiot and Eight Rules. Weapon: Rake Abilities: 36 Transformations, parting water, fighting underwater, cloud soaring, size enhancement and CPR Demon Kill Count/Kill steals: 7 + Unknown number of minions Kidnapped by Demons: 5 Human Kill Count: 1 Failed Flirtation/romances Attempts: 4 Cry Count: 2 Crime List: Sexual Harassment, Murder, Kidnapping, arson, defamation, Damage to Religious Property, contaminating a substance for human consumption, Identity Fraud, Theft, Forcible entry and Disrupting a Funeral

Current Sha Wujing Stats: Names/Titles: The Curtain-Raising General, Sha Wujing (Sand Aware of Purity), Sandy and Sha Monk Weapon: Monster Taming Staff Abilities: Fighting underwater, Cloud soaring, and fetching water from a well. Demon Kill Count: 1 + Unknown number of minions. Kidnapped by Demons: 3 Human Kill Count: 1 Cry Count: 1 Crime List: Breaking a Crystal Cup, murder, desecration of a human corpse, Damage to Religious Property and contaminating a substance for human consumption

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[gayvampyr]

question for university leaders: if cumulative GPAs are impossible to bring up after a rough patch, what incentive is there for students to get good grades? asking for a friend

[sunlightpassingthroughthewater]

Bruh I just finished eps 7, 8 and 9 of Andor and I'm not okay.

Wtf do I do for the next week until the final 3 come out lmao?

[katyspersonal]

Honestly, I will never be able to say something along the lines of "can you even REALLY call yourself a fan of the character if you have to remove or ignore their crimes to like them?" again after Mohg beaten the allegations. I've had my load of people complimenting me for 'acknowledging that Messmer is fascist' or 'remembering that Marika is absolutely a war criminal' or whatever after SOtE launched, but even in the heat of getting angry about excusing fictional genocide I retain some sort of "modesty" regarding accepting the compliments themselves, and this is why. I still have my autism and passion, but I will never have my confidence again. 🙄

[nolvbucks]

Golly gee pinterest!

[leo-regulus]

Update: Union has permission from the government, we're going on a full strike.

I have literally no idea how this is supposed to work. Tomorrow I must go find my union rep and ask!

[thoughtpeek]

I'VE FINALLY FINISHED BROTHERSHIP IT WAS SOOOOO GOOD!!!!!!!

[revasserium]

the good earth

chevalier; 1,282 words, fluff and the barest hint of angst; chevalier agrees to have a picnic, gn!reader

you ask him out for a picnic, and he agrees before he can stop himself. later, he’d wonder what possessed him to entertain such foolishness, such misanthropic meanderings of the mind but then — then you smile, and he puts aside the seventeen things he’s had on his mind and reaches out to help you carry the four bottles of champagne.

by the time you all settle in the rose gardens, clavis is grinning like the devil and chevalier teeters briefly on whether or not to kick him in the shins.

he decides on not as you go about laying out the freshly baked breads and the soft, melting cheeses. there’s jam from the orchards and cakes from the kitchens. chevalier cocks his head as he watches you spread a liberal dollop of creme fraiche on a piece of bread and offer it to him.

“it’s good! i promise.”

chevalier quirks a single eyebrow, smirks, and takes it from you. the cream is sweet and light and tangy, the bread the perfect amount of warm and chewy. he wonders if the kitchens have always been this good, and then he wonders if it’s just the effect of you.

and later, much, much later — when they’ve all had their fair shares of creme and bread and fruits and jam, when the sun is hanging sweet and low as summer berries, the sky painted in languid, lazy brushstrokes of pinks and golds and blistering silver clouds, he finds himself watching you. like he always has.

“you’re staring,” you say, your eyes slipping towards him to catch his gaze, to hold it for a second before it flickers back up towards the darkening sky. up, far, far above you are the first burgeoning sighs of twinkling stars.

“yes,” he says, unabashed in his intensity, “so i am.”

he watches as your cheeks darken, watches as your eyes slowly slide back to meet his again. and this time, he doesn’t let you go. all around you, the other princes are slowly making their exits, their excuses muttered on smirking lips, first luke, then nokto, and finally even clavis, who’d been watching you both with a sharp, rapier-like amusement bows his head and heads back in. you try your best not to blush and you’re unsure if you manage it.

“there’s still a glass of champagne left.”

chevalier’s voice is pointed as always. you turn to look down at the half-filled flute sitting by your hand.

“so there is.”

“come.”

chevalier stands up with a woosh of ghost-white robes and offers you a hand. you regard it for a split second before taking it and letting him help you to your feet.

“leave the mess, we’ll come back to for it later,” he says, as if reading your mind.

you press your lips together but before you can make to follow him, he turns around, his eyes fixed on you as he says —

“bring the champagne.”

you blink. and then, you reach down for the glass.

you follow him to the memorial grounds, the huge marble monoliths carved with the names of all the knights and soldiers who had given their lives for the greater good. chevalier pauses before each with a solemn silence. you follow behind him, unable to stem your curiosity as you watch him.

“graves are for the living,” chevalier finally says as you come to a pause beside him, looking over the vast sunken green field of the memorial grounds, “they’re for us to mourn the dead. those who have passed have no use for them.”

you nod.

“yes… i know.”

“but it’s because of that… that they’re made all the more important,” he says, turning to face you again. there’s the shadow of a smile flickering across his lips.

“go on then, pour the champagne.”

you blink at him before turning back to the memorial grounds and slowly emptying the glass of champagne into the grass at your feet, pouring it out in a steady, horizonal line. a toast to the dead, made for the living.

how fitting.

later, after the remnants of the picnic have all been cleared away, after the glasses have been washed and the fruit pits disposed of. you find yourself watching him as he reads, leaning against the wall of your room, the balcony open against the tepid summer air.

“you’ve never done that before,” you say, without preamble. because chevalier has never needed you to explain to understand.

“hm.”

you bite back a grin, “what’s made you so sentimental?”

the book in chevalier’s hands snap shut.

“don’t asks questions you already know the answers to.”

you fight back the urge to roll your eyes as he pins you with a glare.

“alright, alright — but… it really isn’t like you… even after all…” you motion vaguely at the space between you and him with a faint blush, “all… this.”

at this, chevalier smirks, cocking his head, and you feel your stomach twist into ever tighter knots inside you.

“i suppose it’s because… someone somewhere once taught me that the only difference between a graveyard and a garden is what you choose to put in the ground,” he says, his head still cocked, his eyes cool even as you go ever and ever hotter beneath his penetrating gaze.

you can’t help but blush at his pointed words, but your body is awash with tingles as you finally parse out the depths of his admission.

you’d taught him something.

“o-oh! i — uhm… that’s… well,” you cast about for something to say, something other than oh and uhm. finally, you settle on, “sounds smart, whoever taught you that.”

chevalier’s smirk grows as he pushes off the large loveseat and closes in on the edge of your bed, towering over your as he looks down at you over his aquiline nose and sculpted lips.

“yes. they were.”

he leans down, and you feel your breath hitch in your chest as he presses you back into the soft, downy sheets of your bed.

“s-so… have you thought about… planting some more flowers in the memorial field, then?” you ask, averting your eyes as he crawls onto the bed, his weight shifting the bed beneath you, your traitorous heart thumping up against your chest in ever and ever faster rhythms.

“i have,” chevalier muses, his voice light and unaffected, “i’ve already given the order for it to be done.”

“oh…” is all you have in response, though it seems to please him all the same. you take a deep, steadying breath before forcing yourself to turn back and meet his piercing, star-fire gaze.

“so next time,” he says, pulling back suddenly, smoothing his hands over the material of his clothes as he makes his way back over to the loveseat to resume his book, “we might have a picnic there instead. once the flowers start blooming.”

“a picnic… in the memorial field,” you echo.

he nods, flipping open his book again.

a picnic with the dead… for the living.

you allow yourself a secret smile as you nod, thinking back to that last glass of champagne.

because yes — the only difference between a graveyard and a garden might be what you choose to put in the ground. but says who that life cannot thrive in a place for the dying? after all — graveyards are for the living, aren’t they? and champagne and flowers too.

“yes… i’d like that,” you say, nodding, smiling, bright as bright can be, “i’d like that very much indeed.”

requests are open

[paladinsbrainrot]

ignore how i spent thirty minutes manually editing every tag i have ever put on my original posts because i decided i wanted to drop one L from my name 🥲

[mwagneto]

trying so hard to phrase my thoughts well and i meant to make 1 tumblr post but I've already written 2 essays and it's been 20 minutes. mf