i loved the part in esc 2023 where käärijä won and he performed his reprise with bojan and the rest of joker out. and also when luke black came in the top five and also jann was there. and also when the juries all exploded

his whimsical ass does not remember

I am so sad thinking about John and Arthur rn. Just the fact that John feels like Arthur only wants him there out of necessity, and that's why John is so wary of Arthur making connections and having other friends. Because then Arthur wouldn't need him anymore, and he thinks that Arthur wouldn't want him around otherwise.

Also, the whole situation with John feeling isolated bc Arthur is quite literally the only person he has. I'm so upset thinking about how Noel was the first person they trusted enough for Arthur to tell him about John and that at first John was freaking out about it and then Noel takes it so well and actually asks for John's opinion on things and Arthur is able to literally give John a voice of his own so he can talk to him. And when Noel was hanging off the edge of that railing and John fought Yellow off so that Arthur could pull him back up, and John didn't even know how he was able to project himself like that in the first place, but he did, to save Noel. And the fact that Noel, in the face of being told that John is a fracture of the KIY, the god that tortured Noel in the dreamland for years and killed his friends, Noel is understanding, and he reassures John that he isn't like the King. Noel is the first person outside of Arthur that John has had, and now he's gone.

Losing my shit actually.

I frickin LOVE Engineer! I frickin LOVE Engineer! I frickin LOVE Engineer! I frickin LOVE Engineer! I frickin LOVE Engineer!

Speaking of which i'm also down bad for this guy oughhh i might draw him BUT I NEED TO DO COMMISSIONS TOO WAAAA

ending where stanley dies of ligma

Yes

No more "toxic yuri" where it's just two women who argue sometimes or there's some misunderstanding that drove them apart. I want toxic yuri where they have actively tried to kill each other. I want to see scars and trauma, I want them to look at each other, seeing and knowing every way they've left their mark on the other. A rivalry so strong that it literally becomes a burden on their lives. I want to see two people drag each other down to the lowest depths of hell because they know, deep down, that this is the only person who'd dare go there for them. Even if it's out of hate or spite, that person would still go with them. Or maybe for them. A hate so passionate that it starts to tread on worship. I hate you so much I want to dedicate everything I am to you. What am I without our hate? What are we? I will remind you over and over all of your flaws. You will do the same. We make each other stronger, by proxy, but because we can't afford to lose to the other. I will be the only source of consistency in your life, because you know if you have nothing else, you can still hate me. And I'll always hate you. I'll say it like a promise. It's a confession. We will never drift away from each other. Always in each other's orbit, pushing and pulling. Forever we will circle the ring, punching and kicking and never quite pinning the other down. The round never ends, even after our coaches and loved ones try to pull us away from each other. Even after the audience leaves. It's horrible. It's exhausting. But it's still you and me. You consume me. Your venom is so familiar that it gives me withdrawals. It's addicting. You need my bark and I need your bite in equal measures. I need you. You need me.

I mean what. Who said that. Where am I.

i know he killed people and everything but he would hold me and wipe away my tears and tell me i’m too pretty to cry

Am I the only one who wanted to see Astral like this more?

I love the look of pure insanity he has (I'm one of the people who loves it when the precious characters snap) and genuinely wish there was more of him in this state

i know for certain im projecting onto janice wood because i feel like the majority of the fandom is united on her being big tall buff butch who is stoic and a little tortured and while i agree with all those things, for some reason every time i picture her in my brain all i see is this

I'm so normal about him guys, I promise-

... maybe not.

CLOWN FUCKERS RISE

What's everyones fave James era??

Personally mines the mullet era 😋

this is me when someone who writes masterpieces follows me back

I made a Character ai bot on him and now I'm gonna be Inappropriate with him!

Hey I'm looking for more movies with Hamish Linklater (I'm going insane) you seem like the right person to ask (right amount of insane), what do you suggest?

All good wishes ✌️🩵

I'm just the right amount of insane, actually 🤣

Off the top of my head there's The Big Short. He's not in it nearly enough but he looks like a snack. Same for Battleship and You Can't Say No.

If you're looking for something he's in more then there's 10 Things We Should Do Before We Break Up, Paper Year, The Future and Final Draft. Not all great but you know, the things we do to get our fix, lol.

"I wanna move to Canada I wanna move to Canada!"

when you step foot in this unrelenting wilderness, my brother, you shall soon learn how to spell your doom. turn back, noble soldier!

first comes the season of summertime - and what a summer time it is. get ready to be burned to a crisp from the light which warms your house, to be warmed by the light that caresses your face only to then be drained by miniscule, never ending bugs known as mosquitoes. and once you have suffered the wrath of these bloodsucking beasts, you shall enter the fall season - prepare for a quiet, calm two months of respite while mother nature stirs it's cruel pot of tricks that is yet to come.

when the first snow hits, brother, that is when it starts. go home, turn back! you will soon be unable to escape. For, the snow will not stay long, not more than one week - when the snow melts, it is too late for you to escape - while you lie sleeping in your bed, unsuspecting and unaware, the gods are enforcing the bars of your prison, blasting them with ice as the roads freeze over with the melted snow. there is no escaping this now.

the temperature will drop, drop and drop, and keep on dropping until you feel as though you're going to freeze to death in your own home. it will keep you just warm enough to watch the earth around you while it changes and freezes, and just cold enough to go further and further mad with the need for warmth. and then, when you are on the brink, when you cannot take another day, when the sun seems likely to never grade the surface of the earth ever again, it does.

The sun comes out, laps gently at the mounds of snow piled around your driveway, clears your life of misery as though it is melting it away - and then, only then, when you are comfortable, starting to gain hope, holding your breath, night cruelly knocks out your dream, shoves away the day's tender treatment - the roads are frozen, your car won't start, and the potholes are only getting worse from here

winter wreaks it's cruel cycle upon your every day life, breaks down your hope until there's nothing left, doesn't let up until you're at your wits end, begging for -10 instead of -30 - and then it stops

a brief respite in March, a whisper of springtime, and then -thunder-, like a premonition from the gods. welcome to the season of flooding

the rain isn't just coming for you, isn't just coming for your home - it's coming for your cars, your houses, coming to fill your whole life with so much water, it dillutes your tears

and don't think the rain is done with you yet, not until June. the Canadian gods are also coming for your brain and your ears, aiming to make you deaf and paranoid, on high alert all the time, every single day. tornados are coming, they're coming so often that you may as well open the door and invite them in as old friends. the chiming of the grandfather clock will be your only indication of the passage of time, as the dark grey clouded sky becomes your new clear blue

you don't want to move to Canada. you don't want this. I plead with you, do not move to Canada. It is the land of the soulless, the broken, and the moose.