uh oh

UH OH

okokok. Here is my understanding

In 2012, Illumination Pictures releases an animated adaptation of the Dr Seuss story, The Lorax. The Onceler is the movie is given a full blown arc (unlike the book which just portrayed him as a pair of hands).

No one else notices, except for a website called Tumblr, which presumably goes fucking nuts over this guy.

Now because there aren’t really characters in The Lorax as much as there are cardboard cutouts, you can’t really “ship” the Onceler with anybody (aside from The Lorax, which is a funnier choice). So what does Tumblr do?

Ship him with himself, of course!

The concept of “Onecest” developed with askblogs (which are exactly what they say on the tin). There were full-on story arcs and blog crossovers with these things! Which is a cool idea, but you’re doing it with fucking Onecest, so less points.

In conclusion: I’m scared of what you people used to get up to in your spare time.

this series is so long that theres time for incredibly written and beautiful character arcs to take place. the problem is that everytime there is one, shannon reverses it for petty drama that no one cares about.

very glad i could revert the discord app update because i felt like crushing my phone like empty sodas can

Immediate regret, I'm sorry for any sort of spoiler I inadvertently sent to you. Feel free to disregard that message. Just excited to shout about the season and my favorite character.

I hold no love for you anymore.

the fuck did they do. why would you move the tags button. why would you put something else in its place so people click on the wrong thing every time. I hate change I'm dying blood is pouring out my eyes and ears this is the worst thing that has ever happened to me in my life etc etc ad nauseam

this is art. my ears are bleeding.

this is why ai can never replace humans because this made me wanna throw myself out of the window. i love it. fuck.

life has just been spiralling downhill

I get people enjoy Decay Andrew as this ravenous animal just waiting to snap (and it is very fun in an angsty way), but it just makes me so, so sad and depressed.

Not even just how it's murder-suicide tragic romance, but how it's Andrew giving into a misogynistic scapegoating of Ashley, blaming her solely for all his problems and lashing out; all the Decay art emphasizes Andrew's masculinity and his violence, strength over Ashley.

Hell, the only art that emphasizes his Adam's apple is in the Decay route!

Even outside of my personal reading of Andrew as a trans fem egg, like, it's just sad seeing a very unique kind of de-twink-ification happen :(

I think it's stupid that smoking is so bad for you cause it really does look so unbelievably fucking sexy

[The day he learned of John’s death] Paul arrived at AIR at the same time as his record plugger Joe Reddington. As the men walked through the lobby to the lift, a journalist tried to follow them in and had to be ejected before they could ascend to the fifth-floor recording studio. Paul then attempted to do a day’s work. ‘He was just very, very quiet, and upset, as we all were,’ recalls Denny Laine. ‘He said to me, “I’m never going to fall out with anybody again in my life,” which is impossible to do, but that’s the way he felt. I knew he felt that maybe they didn’t make up like they should have done, so therefore he felt a bit guilty…’ As the musicians stood looking out of the window, they saw a furniture van below on Oxford Street with the name Lennon’s on the side, a type of van neither man had seen in London before. ‘We looked at each other and went, “Uh-ho! That was an omen.”’ The phone rang. Joe Reddington picked up. ‘Can I speak to Paul McCartney?’ asked a woman. ‘He’s busy at the moment. Who’s calling?’ ‘It’s Yoko.’ Joe knew instinctively it really was John’s widow, rather than a hoax. He told everybody to clear the room. ‘And [Paul] took the call. I just closed the door and he was crying—he’d lost his best friend.’

[—from Fab: An Intimate Life of Paul McCartney, Howard Sounes]

wish there was a tag i could block to avoid seeing anything a self-proclaimed “dean girl” has to say

i am literally BEGGING for the bedbug fic i just read up on The Methods and you would do it so much justice

Callender, what the fuck was that. Oh my god.

"What defending from Inter Miami to keep it scoreless!!" 💀💀💀💀💀💀

HOW DID HE NOT SCORE THAT???

They scored from the corner conceded there, which at least was less humiliating jfjdjdjs

the unspeakable depth of grief that you have nowhere to put down so you feel it like a weight attached to your heart