#you are very special

[lock-my-feelings-in-a-jar]

[great-and-small]

Apparently the local university’s undergraduate entomology course sends students to catch insect specimens at the same place I like to go birdwatching, which explains why I saw three enormous frat looking dudes with tiny bug nets and overheard one emphatically say “bro BRO I told you we already have enough lepidopterans”

[sadclowncentral]

i drunkenly scheduled a friendly brawl with an acquaintance of mine and we both completely forgot about it. that is until we were sitting next to each other in class and both of us get google calendar alert that reads VIOLENCE AGAINST LEW i about lost my fucking mind. what do you mean violence against me.

and then i fucking remembered i completely shitfaced told him to send me an invite to the brawl and even more that i insisted to type something into the notes of the meeting to make it look "less worse" and he opens the invite and it just says PREMEDITATED. most sinister calendar event ever created i laughed so hard i cried

[hansoeii]

we go just right.

[kimdokjas]

though the movie might be cancelled, yuri on ice will live forever in our hearts. thank you yoi fandom, it's been real ♡

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

HOT, SINGLE, UNSTUDIED SPONGES. 3000 NAUTICAL MILES AWAY. Come sail the distance and read Tiger Tiger!

[kentopedia]

nanami kento, who hates dating, and didn’t do much of it in his early twenties. but now, he’s almost thirty, watching all the people he works with settle down, have kids, and he thinks he wants that. so he might as well try.

so satoru sets him up on a few dates — friends of friends, he calls them. and at the end of every one of the dinners, kento goes home empty, exhausted, because he knows what they want is not the same.

still; he thinks maybe he’s being a little self-destructive, maybe too picky, maybe he just got so used to being alone. with satoru’s insistence, he gives all the women another call, invites them over to his apartment.

the first time was a disaster… kento had barely set the dinner on the table before his cat had hissed at her, scratched her down the arm in a thin gash. and though it did draw blood, it was hardly enough to warrant that reaction.

he didn’t even try to stop her as she picked up her bag and left, huffing like she’d been morally offend. kento, though, could only smile to himself in amusement.

because maybe kento was a poor judge of character, a man who was secretly hoping nothing would pan out — but his cat could certainly tell the good from the bad.

it became a little game to him, after that. seeing if anyone could win his pet over, and if they could, perhaps they were the one. his darling animal was a fickle thing anyway. a bit too defensive, quick to bite anything threatening after years on the streets.

naturally, no one came back twice.

he was close to giving up, accepting his solitude because he was tired of empty conversations over dinner. but then, he ventured out over the weekend to a new coffee shop, during hours he normally didn’t spend out of his home, and met you.

though you only talked for a moment, kento felt like maybe he’d known you in a past life. a part of him thought maybe it was strange, the way he kept coming back to talk to you, catching you at the end of your shift to see if you wanted to grab a coffee sometime.

by the second date, kento started to think you could turn out to be his best friend.

by the third date, kento wondered if soulmates were real.

on the fourth date, almost two months later, an appropriate time to get to know someone when you were as reserved as kento, he invited you over for dinner. it was, perhaps, the final confirmation he needed to let himself be with you.

he let you through the door, smiling softly as you told him about the book you were reading, and hung his coat on the rack. a moment later, you stopped, distracted, hands covering your mouth in a gasp.

“kento! she’s the cutest cat i’ve ever seen, you didn’t even show me pictures!” you exclaim, and, a few feet away, crouched down. “look at her pretty eyes…”

“careful,” kento said, “she’s not very—“

but the cat approached your outstretched hand, sniffed once, before letting you scratch her under her chin, purring loud enough for kento to hear across the room.

“shes such a sweetheart, you told me she was mean!” you smiled, making a cooing noise as you threaded your fingers through her fur. “kento’s a liar, isn’t he… you’re so precious.”

a few moments later, she snapped her jaw at you in a biting motion, and you only laughed, withdrawing your hand. “alright, i get it, i won’t bother you anymore.”

though she still brushed against your legs, just as she did kento’s, and seemed to communicate some sort of message to him.

“do you want any help cooking?” you ask, tucking your hair behind your ears. “i’m a disaster in the kitchen, but—“

“sure,” kento said, his chest tightening as he blinked back at you, only in his apartment for minutes and already looking as at home there. he wondered if it was possible to fall in love so quickly. “but only if you want to.”

[bunnieswithknives]

As much as I love angst I think it would be funny if he just didnt give af

[chloesimaginationthings]

The FNAF animatronics aren’t evil,, just jolly

[callofdutydecor]

I'm going to violently touch that anon(gonna make sure that anon can't talk)

You're fucking beautiful, might be bold to say this, but I'm flirty anon 2, of course I was joking around and s*** but like you're honestly gorgeous and I wish that I could look like you and pull off those outfits like you do.

Plus if plus sized people didn't exist who's going to keep my hands warm at night?

If plus sized people didn't exist then who's going to be my little jacket warmer??

That's skinny person couldn't do that for me.

You're fucking beautiful, gorgeous, pretty, sexy, hot, inviting, alluring, seductive, desirable, sultry, provocative, tempting, voluptuous, luscious, fantasizable, bootylicious, and all of those of course being respectful and trying to get your mind off of that guy.

But what I'm trying to say is that you are absolutely beautiful being plus sized

And I'm taking it a very very big step on @/ing you

@devil-in-hiding

I hope this can make you feel better

why are plus sized people trying to praise themselves and get more inclusivity and representation in the society? when it is something that can be changed and most of them are capable of losing weight? your race, skin etc are something you can’t change because it is something decided by birth, but your weight and your health is something that can be changed. i’m really curious why? and being over the average weight really brings along different health risks, etc. and it affects your functioning ability, like when you try to run or do sports. i’m not talking about people who have a bigger build or just larger bone structures but people who have a lot of meat around their body. is it like a lack of discipline or a stage in denial, because i’ve seen a sharp rise of people promoting fat people in general after covid, and i’ve seen the decrease of productivity, motivation, and discipline in people after the pandemic has happened. i know a lot of people will come at me in the comments calling me fatphobic, ignorant and etc. feel free to, criticise and educate me, please.

I literally have no fucking words for this what the fuck.

People should be allowed to live in their fucking bodies, I don’t need to educate you on shit?? Plus sized, fat, it doesn’t fucking matter, they are existing. And there ARE a shit ton of things that can cause someone to be plus-sized

i literally can not even put together coherent thoughts because what the fuck

does living amongst fat people bother you because let me tell you bud if it does, they are not the problem, you are

people are allowed to live in their fucking skin.

people want to live happily in their bodies without someone ELSE saying “hey you’re living wrong and you disgust me”

it is not your fucking business

and also, LOSING WEIGHT IS FUCKING HARD

i went to the gym, i had a planet fitness membership. it did nothing.

ya know what made me lose all my weight? a fucking drug addiction.

so yeah, people can exist and plus sized bodies should be normalised because not everyone is fucking pole

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[sharkylad]

Thinking about the fact that Mabel and Dipper didn't know they had two great uncles.

Yeah they are 12 and at 12 I had a shotty understanding of my family tree- But really? Nobody brought up their great uncle? Stanley? Especially since they'll be staying with his twin brother, Stanford?

Shermie never went to Stan's fake funeral, which to me means the twos relationship was strained on some level. If Shermie is older that means his view of Stan was poisoned in some way, that even as kids they weren't close. If the Shermie is younger then he never even got to meet Stan and all he knew about him was how he failed his family. Hell, people probably barely mentioned Stanley TO Shermie.

The fact that Stan had become a black stain upon the Pines family name makes me so vividly upset. Stanley faked his death and the family just- seemingly decided to strike him from the record. To pretend he didn't existed to spare themselves the sadness and shame.

Stanford and Shermie Pines. The only children worth mentioning of Filbrick and Caryn Pines.

It was never Stanford that was lost to the world. It was Stanley, ever since he had to leave New Jersy- it was always him that had to be struck from the record. Change his name, change his state, change his affiliations, destroy the remains of ghost that was Stanley Pines. Kill him so the family doesn't bring him up, doesn't ask questions, stops asking "Stanford" about his twin.

I just keep thinking about the fact that since the day he made one single mistake all the way up until Ford walks out of that machine- Stanley Pines was killed and did not exist. And Stan himself had no one to blame, he had to play the part in his own demise- He is the only one who ever knew Stanley was alive and has been for decades.

He lives in the multitudes of every personality he's ever taken, all in the hope that he himself can stop being Stanley Pines.

[yasmeensh]

Zelda II: The Adventure of Link - The Blood Curse

This comic had been in the back-burner for over a year, and I have finally got to working on it during the past month. It just so happens to be on theme for Halloween, too. So it is a fitting time to share it.

Please enjoy and share your thoughts! Zelda 2 lore is my passion <3

PS. This is part of a larger script I have written in an attempt to dramatize the full zelda 2 plot. This was a scene I often daydreamed about since it was a crucial moment in Link's character development. This is the point in his adventure where he loses his love for adventure and discovery. He can no longer take indulgent risks. Any danger befalling him can result in the destruction of Hyrule. Link's internal struggles and the concept of him being the saviour of Hyrule on one hand, and the destroyer of Hyrule on the other, leads to the conception of Dark Link.

Perhaps one day I'll delve into that topic and make a short comic about it. One day.

[elphabasthropp]

2.08 | 3.04

[boringwomanwithabook]

all awkward angles

[minionsuncle]

Kipperlily..?