#what the fuckkkk!!!!!!!!! what the FUCK

[justabunchofdragons]

*shaking and sniffling* FUCK amnesia all my homies hate amnesia

[peachpopfizz]

pov you are jorge rivera herrans 5 minutes after causing your fans severe psychological damage

[nottoonedin]

''I'm Sorry, Cassie...''

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

VINCENT PRICE and CAROL OHMART --

HOUSE ON HAUNTED HILL (1959) dir. William Castle

[didnt-hear-cold-as-you-live]

GOOD MORNING MY FAN MERCH IS NOT ONLY IN ROLLING FUCKING STONE BUT IT'S THE ONLY SWIFTIE ITEM MENTIONED AND IT IS F I R S T AND IT'S NOT JUST A MINDLESS LISTICLE THEY WROTE NICE THINGS ABOUT ME

[micamicster]

Until then, I remain, Long John Silver.

Moby Dick by Herman Melville, chapter CXXXIV The Chase - Second Day

[tuesdayistimed]

I LOST MY NOTEBOOK OF BILLFORD ART AT SCHOOL GUYS I AM SO FUVKING COOKED.

ITS SO OVER.

DEAR GOD HELP

[thief-of-eggs]

Alastor isn’t one for kisses, he just slowly and lewdly licks the side of Lucifer’s face and walks away as if it’s the most normal interaction to have in the world

[mychanicalbrides]

i saw the tv glow is crazy because it makes you feel utterly hopeless while telling you there is still time. im terrified there will never be enough time to fully come to myself and ill never truly ever be me, but they keep pushing the message of theres still time

its so. beautiful and distrubing that this movie destroys you and shows you your worst fear of burying yourself so deep you dont recognize yourself anymore, so it can show \ you hey. you can prevent this from happening

hey this is is you if you keep doing that. be free. be a fucking queer freak and live your life like oh my god what the fuck

[espighty]

Something something my au version of post-purgatory Kal is permanently sick and unable to work, but he feels like he needs to be useful in some way or else the lamb will get rid of him. Struggles to make it to a sermon. Gets noticed, reassured, and praised all at once. Love wins.

Happy one-day-after-valentines-day.

[grimstrawberry]

sharing some of my toga wips because I can't get over chapter 429.

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price drunk in the back of a hearse.

You're welcome.

[socialbunny]

GET A JOB!!! STAY AWAY FROM HER!

[crumpleduppieceofpaper58]

20 SECONDS??????

[godasfarasyoureconcerned]

seen someone say it but it’s so poignant that izzy spends the entirety of episode 4 lashing out, screaming at the ship and at his own reflection. his anger and frustration comes out violently and he puts no effort into filtering it. he’s a drunk mess and doesn’t care to stifle his anger, if he even could. he’s used to feeling hurt and then lashing out. it’s normal for him to be hit and then go hit someone else about it. it’s normal for him to feel like shit and then go shout at someone about it. he can do that blackout drunk, and doesn’t even need another person around to do it

but when he’s gifted the leg, and suddenly given something to be actively happy about, he has to stifle his reaction. he suddenly has to choke back his emotion, and the words don’t even form. he can only shake and cry and keep himself as hushed as possible, literally clamping down with his hand to keep them restrained

anger is something he’s comfortable displaying even when intoxicated. but, even when intoxicated, bittersweet tears are something he feels he needs to literally hold in. anger is acceptable, anger is normal, anger is something he knows how to deal with. feelings of camaraderie, the sting of love like alcohol in a wound— he doesn’t know how to deal with it, nor is he comfortable sitting with it. it’s never been something he was allowed to embrace, and it’s still not something he even knows how to

sorta like if you keep getting hurt, your skin will scab and callous and you’ll get used to the feeling of that pain. it becomes normal and your body adapts to become tougher and more resilient. only problem with knowing how to power through wounds like that is that when it’s time to clean them, to wash them with alcohol to disinfect, it stings like something you’ve never felt. something deeper and sharper that your skin isn’t used to, something actively counteracting the way your body has adapted to repeated offenses. once you’ve felt enough scratches in your skin, the alcohol of healing hurts worse than yet another countless scratch

my poor guy has never ever healed from anything that’s happened to him, he’s always just powered through and calloused himself for the sake of efficiency. only realizing now that you can only power through with dirty open wounds so long before they start to fester and rot. poor guy doesn’t even know what healing feels like and he’s never been allowed to know. any previous attempts might’ve earned him “fuckin’ lightweight” and “if you can’t do it, someone else will” so even healing feels like something he has to stifle and keep quiet

[transbeeduo]

learning some like. Horrifying c!tommy takes by scrolling through a friendsm blog i think people need to be more normal about abuse to be honest!!! what the fuck!!!