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Do you ever accidentally call your cats Mice and Valice? Because I do

Mostly I call them Meatball Supreme and Long Weasel, so it's not much of a problem. I have called them Long Meatball and Weasel Supreme, which is...something. I don't even know what a long meatball would be

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The Tenth Doctor and Rose Tyler’s complex and compelling relationship gets me through my fucking DAYS BRO. The fact that, canonically, Rose Tyler’s influence was so great that she LITERALLY haunts the narrative, even nearly 25 years later. She dispersed herself through time and space — splitting beings into atoms as a literally goddess — to be with her soul mate forever.

And can we just talk about how the Doctor’s love for Rose was SO powerful that he literally regenerated into the perfect partner for her? Like legitimately MADE FOR HER. His hands fit in her perfectly and she’s the keeper of his hearts. He loses Rose? His entire UNIVERSE crumbles. The second time? He literally goes insane and changes a fixed point in time based on the delusion that the laws of time are his and he can control anything he wants, regardless of how they branch into timelines.

My brain rot goes deep, bro. I could go on for HOURS.

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Why do they deserve to win?

John Constantine

Dream

No propaganda submitted.

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adhd is fun bc everything I got taught is backwards

a good day makes good sleep

starting with a lil treat gets the work done

More things to do is less overwhelming

don’t make a plan just get in there

you’ll never take good care of what you don’t like so throw it out (this one is my favorite bc it’s easy to see what you don’t like)

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KATHRYN HAHN as AGATHA HARKNESS Wandavision | 1.03 Now in Color

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my grandma just tried to pronounce blorbo to ask me what it means.

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WIP Wednesday

was just drawing and then i remembered HOLY SHIT ITS WEDNESDAY so heres a wip of the dudes :D

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A harrowing exchange between two Wolves in the early days of the Warlord:

"Wait, where's Lambert?" "Oh, he was going to go fishing with some of the Cranes."

"..." "..." "Shit."

*a distant explosion rings out, echoing from the slopes of the Blue Mountains*

*pause*

*there is a brief and surprising rain of fish*

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In honor of Miike Snow being at Coachella 2025 (apparently), i would like to remind everyone that this gay-ass perfect work of art exists.

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imagining an alternate timeline where shakespeare wrote a play about king arthur. we would be so unwell

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To note:

FR: concentrer /EN: focus

FR: écureuil /EN: squirrel

FR: pingouin /EN: penguin

FR: câlin /EN: hug

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I was on the Spirit Halloween website and I will say, a better informed public have really made them pull up their socks in terms of extremely cheap and flimsy historical costume.

But I am not here to show you one of them. I shop at Value Village. It takes more than cheap and flimsy and honestly better-than-it-could-have-been to make me sit up and take notice.

And oh all my #aesthetic gothic lesbians, did this one turn my head

It's a

It's a

SEXY PLAGUE DOCTOR

I want to shake the hand of whoever designed this. 😂

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periodic reminder that your death by your own hand will wreak more havoc on the lives of those you know than you are ever capable of imagining and if you need a sign not to kill yourself this is it. people care more than you know & i am one of them

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There are truly very few forces in the world as strong as the inertia of staying up way too late doing fuckall

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types of nap, ranked by me (an experienced napper)

the siesta: the oldest and most reliable form of nap! you go to sleep around noon. you wake up an hour or two later feeling well-rested and prepared to face the rest of the day. this is the pinnacle of nap perfection. 10/10

the businessman’s nap: you have a limited amount of time on your hands, so you schedule a nap into your packed timetable and set an alarm. you spend half the duration of the nap worrying that you’re wasting valuable nap time by lying awake, and the other half sunk into a torpor so deep that when your alarm rings, it takes you a good few minutes to remember your own name. once you’ve splashed some cold water on your face you feel much better. 7/10

EW STICKY: you were cold at first, so you piled on the blankets and wriggled into your favourite comfy sweater. this was nice. now you are awake and trapped in a horrible sweaty gordian knot of your own devising. this is not nice. when you peel off the sweater you find to your horror that you have left an actual damp patch behind on the bed, like some sort of giant dead fish that can’t stop leaking its gross fish juice everywhere. 5/10 it was at least cosy to start with

the interrupted nap: someone barges into your room and starts talking to you. “wtsfhggl?” you enquire. they give you a judgemental look, and ask why you are sleeping in the middle of the day. “ghhfshsxkls,” you reply, graciously. they tell you to get up. you get up. the rest of the day feels like an extension of whatever dream you are having before you were disturbed. you boil with quiet resentment and shame. 4/10

the unsuccessful nap: you are tired. you want to take a nap. you lie down. you wait. you wait. time moves sluggishly forwards. you wait. your brain feels like a cup of mushy porridge but your eyes refuse to close. the noise of your fan is infuriating. you wait. eventually, you are forced to accept that this nap is simply not going to happen, and you have wasted 45 minutes doing absolutely nothing. god fucking dammit. 2/10

the handy-dandy fast-forward button: you really just want this day to be over as soon as possible, and the best way you can think of to do that is to take a nap. you only meant to sleep for an hour, but when you wake up it is already evening. the day is over. you glean no satisfaction from this. you kill time until you feel justified in going back to bed again, and spend the rest of the night tossing and turning, unable to sink back into the blissful stupor from which you so recently emerged. 0/10

The Unpleasantness: when you fall asleep, it is dark. when you awaken, it is light. this is the natural order of sleep, but perverted into a form that is frightening and wrong. you feel deeply unsettled and do not know why. are you sick? what does time mean? what does anything mean? maximum despair. -1000/10.