1349 - Perished in Pain

I NEED TO SEE CHEON TAEJIN GET KILLED WITH HAMMERS I NEED TO CHASE HIM WITH A CHAINSAW I NEED HIM TO FALL IN A VAT OF INDUSTRIAL CHEMICALS I NEED TO HANG HIM WITH HIS OWN ENTRAILS OH MY GOD POOR SUJIN

Okay so I feel like I’m showing this off a TAD bit too much but I was thinking something along these lines vibewise?

follow the leader / Let's all get along?

I need to be put down guys ... it's time... someone do it! 😩 (I have strep throat)

@howthesleeplesswander || are we ready to die? i think we're ready to die 8'D

He had no concept of time down here. Only that enough time had passed for his mind to clear, reality to assert itself, and King Magnifico to find—

Well, a dungeon cell was no more befitting a king than the mirror just as abhorrently containing him. So, what was he? After all he had done for Rosas, the sacrifices he’d made, the protection he’d offered them for years beyond count, they would treat their king like some common criminal? His queen would dare to turn her back on…

His queen. Amaya. Amaya.

Magnifico had run his muddled mind through the events of that day on a near tireless loop: picking at bits and pieces of his memory, recollecting flashes here, a foggy and distorted mess there. And despite all that he had gathered—a puzzle he’d had plenty of time to build—he’d yet to trace back to what had offended her so. What had antagonized her, driven her to stand against him as if he were the villain betraying the very kingdom he had built?

I built this. We built this.

And he’d promised from the beginning he’d do anything and everything it took to protect it. No questions asked. No holds barred. Magnifico used that book because he had to. The people hadn’t given him a choice; if he had let them—

No. No, no no. We said we’d never let that happen again.

But nevertheless, here he was. Dethroned. Defamed. He’d almost convinced himself his queen planned on letting him rot eternally, but when he heard the creak of a door on that fateful day—could’ve been morning, afternoon… or perhaps his darling had decided to pay an evening visit when all had quieted down—Magnifico hadn’t needed to see her to know. Her footsteps were a recognizable rhythm, soft and elegant, down the steps. Somehow, the echo seemed to penetrate his magical prison just as well, and in some way, each beat trembled down to his core.

When she stood outside the bars, however, peered in at that loathsome little mirror on the wall, he was ready to face her. That is, he’d convinced the faint flutter in his chest that he was.

“You’ve placed a magical mirror in which I am already very securely contained—trust me, I’ve had plenty of time to determine that’s the case—within a literal prison cell,” he observed blandly, head cocking while a bitter smile tugged on his lips. “Is that not just a touch excessive, my dear?”

Are you ready to kill yourself yet

I don't think I'm ever going to consider killing myself, anon. I have quite good mental health and I don't even make those kinds jokes. Anyway if you had to choose between owning infinity flamingos or infinity bunnies which would you choose? I think I'd go with the flamingos simply because they look sillier and the result would be a bright pink universe instead of a brown one, but I'd love to hear your thoughts on the matter

Me cooking dinner for everyone (all my Ryan F/Os) Ken has to come by with another plate and I’m like “didn’t I just give you an entire burger” and Ken says yeah but he needs another because K took his food and then Luke says “yeah he ate my food too” and K is at the table in tears shoving spoonfuls of fresh veggies and meat in his mouth openly weeping “I’ve been eating nothing but instant protein-grub noodles and rice for my entire life Please just Let me Have This I Beg of You”

i wish apple updates, ANY UPDATES, that change one small thing in the worst way possible while giving you no option to take it back, already having taken my info, my data, my privacy, now demanding what little joy and dignity I have left, a very much i hope you perish with fire on your skin and water in your lungs with the knowledge no one will ever love you and no one has.

when i die i’m going to punch whatever demon invented chronic pain in their fucking balls

love when bus drivers yell at u bc u didn hear what they said bc the bus' motor is too loud and ur ears are plugged bc ur sick (again) :)))))

I HATE him!!!! He RUINED my LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!

>be me, taking a specialty medicine that is actually really helping me >type of medicine you see in commercials >need to fill out a whole application with my doctor for their financial aid program to take it >need to re-apply every year >know it can take a while for the application process to be finished so i re-apply in may >my year runs out in november so that should be plenty of time >havent heard anything back in months so i ask my doctor if they've heard anything since they submitted the application >"if you got your last shipment, then you're re-enrolled" >yeah ok thats a relief >call the specialty pharmacy a few weeks later to schedule my next shipment >"we can't schedule your shipment, it seems you aren't in the program anymore. call the medicine company" >call the medicine company >"we sent your doctor a form a few weeks ago and they haven't answered us. call your doctor" >call the doctor >doctor is fucking allergic to answering the phone >spend two weeks trying to figure out what form they needed to fill out >it was the same goddamn form i filled out in may >doctors never sent it >fml >call the doctor again and pester them into sending the application "again" >(tell them the medicine company probably messed up instead of them so they don't get pissed and fuck up more shit) >call the medicine company two days later to ask if they got the application >apparently i need to babysit this goddamn application >they got it though thank god >need to call back in seven business days to see if they've approved it >give em eight days just in case >application got approved!!! >(apparently they didnt feel the need to like, notify me or anything. but whatever) >call the specialty pharmacy to schedule my next shipment >they haven't gotten the news yet so can't schedule yet >need to wait a day or two >give em two days just in case >call em again to schedule my next shipment >"sorry we can't schedule your shipment just yet because your doctor didnt specify on the prescription whether it's the pen or the syringe" >"i've been on the medicine for a year i know it's the pen" >"sorry we can't do it" >fml >call the doctor and miraculously get thru to a real person on my first attempt >"i'll leave a message for your nurse but she only comes in on tuesdays" >been the perfect patient >gave them several months for this application so i dont risk going off my meds >pestered everybody i needed to pester >still been off my meds for almost two weeks now bc my doctors cant do their fucking job >mfw

perish song … -sunshine (@sunshine-arcanine)

You did NOT specify a POKEMON. Regardless;

#???: Unspecified (Perish Song) - 0/4 The song buzzes in your head after the singing stops. The echo of the music grows louder as your heart grows quieter. It doesn't go away until you reawaken, if you ever do.

I am LEGALLY and MORALLY required to tell you that using PERISH SONG on a HUMAN will slowly KILL them via CARDIAC ARREST if there is not IMMEDIATE MEDICAL STAFF present to RESUSCITATE them. This is MURDER and you will go to JAIL. The true sound of PERISH SONG can only be HEARD by its TARGET, accidents CANNOT occur.

not me, casually going insane over b.aizhu & p.antalone to sam at 4am

hyv pls i'm begging you. give me some scraps. give me some lil crumbs, please