Legacy

life is boring and meaningless i should just kms

He was an inspiration and was someone who I looked up to and admired.

I cannot say anymore than what his loved ones have already said.

Techno, Alex, I wish you the best wherever you are and remember you were so, so loved by everyone around you.

Rest In Peace Technoblade.

i can’t believe i actually want to write fanfic today. i haven’t wanted to since pre-pandemic. i thought maybe the feeling was gone forever. or maybe it is gone forever and i’m just feeling okay today; i haven’t actually written anything yet. but i guess i’m going to take it as a good sign.

When scars turn from something abhorred and ugly (mostly in one’s own regard) into something beautiful and interesting just because someone had taken one look at them and decided so.

unconditional as quartz (part of the series sillage) by @thefangirlofhp

accidentally stayed up waaaaay too damn late thanks to this twindown i’m having…… oops 🥰 goodnight gresties i love y’all so much !!! ❤️

the usmnt game is at 4.30 am my time……… well looks like imma have to wake up at 4 am on a fucking sunday 💀

**to be entirely fair to xc3 I am procrastinating progressing the main story so it’s not something you’d run into too often on a normal playthrough but it still makes me :(**

woke up at 4am feeling the weight of my life crushing me, so I’ve been sitting out in my car for the last couple of hours because I just need. to. be. somewhere else.

FINALLY. AT LONG LAST. GODS TAG DROP. FREE ME.

didn’t take any photos of last night despite the beautiful sunset and stars but here i am being a giddy little cozy ass mf the moment i got home ✨

love talking to people i love i just want to take evrything they say to me and put it in a little bottle and keep it forever

I honestly hope that this hellsite doesn’t kick the bucket anytime soon.

Like for the first time in a long while, I have found my people and space where I can just be me with other people outside of close irl friends and my family. In school I longed to find someone who shared the exact same amount of passion for the things I loved and I found it here. I chose to come here because all other social media sites felt like a god damn shitshow in regards to drama and all other stuff. I don’t feel like tons of eyes are watching me and judging me for things way out of my control.

Also as an intermediate artist I’ve found that Tumblr isn’t as nasty as other sites. Like on tiktok, you’ll have random people giving unwanted criticism and then bully you for your art style and call it “art lore” when it’s not up to their standards. This hellsite had its era of making fun of young artists. Yeah there might still be some hate but I rarely see it. I was so nervous after posting my first piece of fanart to the internet and seeing all the support and love for something I made, made me really happy cause I’ve always been shy about my work and sharing it with other people and seeing love and support means so much to me.

Also I would hate to lose all my moots. You are all so important to me no matter how little we talked. I won’t know where else to find you as this is the only site I’m on. Despite how parasocial our relationships are, you are all my kindred spirits. The same sentiment applies to all my followers. You are all amazing and I parasocially love you and think you’re cool.

If this site does go down like Titanic, I fully intend on going down with it. I’m not getting on that life boat. I will be with the fish, lost to time and only a faint memory to those who know me.

I had hoped that this site would still be here when I hit forty but I guess not. I guess I’ll be 18-19 when I last walk the halls of this god forsaken place that has helped me feel less alone in what I love and cherish. If any staff see this, reconsider please cause I don’t want this ship to sink. I want it to sail the seven seas for eternity.

Imagine a Hero has made a bargain with their enemy. They’ve run out of options and the only thing left for them to do is hand themselves over. Imagine our Hero is very brave, never shows any fear. Then once the bargain is complete and they’re in the hands of their enemy, that facade begins to crumble. Because the truth is, the Hero is terrified. So terrified that they struggle to fulfill their end of the bargain and do what their enemy commands. It’s clear they’re trying so hard, but they’re paralyzed by their terror. And their enemy has never seen them like this before. Now the hero isn’t merely some unwavering drone that was meant to defeat them, but a person with emotions. Emotions just as real as their own. Whatever are they supposed to do now?