hoyl shit rafayel's new card is so damn horny on main bro you can't do this too me bro

Today is the first day I'm able to like get out of bed and move around for more than a few minutes at a time since I got sick on the 26th and??? I feel like?? Noticeably fatter??

Like even though I was super sick I still was able to take in my daily goal of about ~2500 calories but I wasn't doing anything but sleeping and eating. I weighed myself about a week before I got sick and I was still at ~124, but I weighed myself today and I'm at 128.6!! I gained almost 5 pounds in 4 days

Ok ok so already I'm a sucker for soundtracks in movies ok and last night when I was watching Black Panther: Wakanda Forever, I was easily tuned in to the soundtrack and when it was there and when it wasn't (which deserves its own post essay) but when we saw Talokan for the first time and Con La Brisa was playing i had chills.

I just put my earbuds in to listen to something during my lunch break and I decided to turn that on and.

Chills. Once again. Its so beautiful and sounds exactly as I would have hoped for a song played over the display of incredible and hidden beauty of the city of Talokan. The vocals are perfect, the sounds of the string instruments in the background. Even though I have hardly a clue of what the singer is saying (I recognize, like, fuego, which feels strange to be mentioned in a song about the underwater nation, but also i have no context for the. Rest of the song.) but that only adds to the mystery and simultaneous understanding there is something beyond what we know? Idk if that makes sense but this song is beautiful and sweet and smooth and just an absolute feast and desserts to my ears. Wow !!!!!!

We talk about how flirty Mulder is in season one, but we don’t ever talk about how culpable Scully is.

I dunno how to take a photo of ANYTHING.. 😿

Anyway heres a sketch i did of dolph because i didn’t wanna work on my fanfiction >w<“

Smash or pass

So. I just watched One Piece: Film Red,

Giving the close boys my trait of calling any money I’m given ‘free money’

The bitter truth in the fact that it never mattered how much Gojo Satoru fought, for the humans or for his fellow sorcerers. All it took was a single minute of memories for him to succumb to the gravitational pull of his best friend.

He was dead, wasn't he? Then how is he here? And up until that point he had been exerting himself to the max, running his brain faster than anything else. Yet at that minute, that single minute, all he thought about was old memories, and very scarce wording.

He was rendered incapable of acting, for just long enough.

God damn you, Kenjaku.

love has always been cradled in the sea's waves for billy

Hmmmm,,,, villain AU but not in the traditional sense,,,, like,,, if Reader is constantly being hailed as a god, with gods, ancient beings, and others willing to die for you,, you'd have to be a saint to not let that get your head,,,,

Like, IDK you're visiting Earth to meet up with your family again. A select few have been chosen to accompany you on this journey, once more adorning you in praise and gifts as gratitude

But when you visit your family, they don't seem happy. They don't seem happy when they tell you about all of the things you've created. They're concerned for your dearest acolytes, worried about the casual self-dehumanization. Telling them that's it's normal will only worry them more.

They tell you that power corrupts. They tell you that they're scared. Not of your power, not because they're jealous of you, but because they can't recognize you. The fine silks that adorn your body, the divine aura that you radiate, the way you talk to your acolytes (you treat these living human beings like they're pets, and they don't even deny it). They think you're not the Y/N they once knew. That your time in Teyvat has corrupted you.

It's only because of your divine mercy that the chosen acolytes don't kill your kin. How dare they disrespect the very one who shaped Teyvat's land! How horrible could they be??

And as you return back to the land that you supposedly created, the hearts of every acolyte shatter upon your disastrous experience. They once more adorn you in praise and gifts, whispering soft melodies of comfort as you sit on the throne of Cor Lapis and Crystal Marrow

You were never the Creator. You were plopped into this strange land, and the land decided that you were the one who gave to life. Whether it was the way the grass felt softer whenever you walked or the way the feared archon of electricity herself kneeled in front of you, however, maybe you were the true creator.

You, Y/N L/N, was always the creator, taken from the land that you had built with loving hands into a world that hadn't been blessed by your brilliance. Your family should've been kneeling at the very sight of you, and yet they didn't. They talked to you as if you were just like them when they were nowhere near your level.

Once upon the time, the acolytes had told you that you were the true Divine One only to met with weak whimpers. But after some time, after all of the praise, all of the gifts, and all of the sheer undying love that they gave you, you finally saw the light. You accepted your position as The Almighty as you sat on your rightful throne, calling them good boys and girls as they all kneeled.

Now, as you sit, misery about your predicament gone, you casually stroke the cheeks of one of your acolyte's as you think. Zhongli had created mountains out of stone spears that crushed his enemies. The Vigilant Yaksha had once devoured dreams. A chamber made out of the finest jade crushed the ocean's rejected child under the unwelcoming sea. You had the land service your every needs, and the minimum of people that were kneeling before you right know was around 56.

Earth was so bleak. Maybe they just needed a push in the right direction. When your memories were gone and you banished to the mortal realm you were always a human never a god you're living in a delusion, your temporary family had always treated you with the utmost kindness. Of course, their love could never be stronger than that of the Vision Wielders, but they were the ones who had helped you see the light what light You still cared for these humans. You wanted to see them rise above long fallen ashes.

Perhaps you could gift another world with your divine benevolence.

Grian, presumably about the Jellie skin: I think I preferred buff Scar.

Scar, no hesitation: I can make that happen

apple tv and netflix are tied for most useless streaming service. neither of you will survive the revolution