shoutout to @king-of-dreamers for being the reason i made a tumblr account :)

Michael Afton’s awkward family reunion in FNAF 3,,

THANK YOU SPLATOON 1 FOR CHANGING MY LIFE ❤️

due to personal reasons i am now firmly on team “i hope aziraphale does change heaven for the better actually (going on the assumption that his return is as straightforward as it seemed etc” 

like if the alternative is just this ohhh he’s so NAIVE and SOFT and so WRONG and he’ll have to LEARN A TOUGH LESSON etc etc nonsense then yeah 1000% go for it babe knock it out of the park

i hope choosing hope and kindness pays dividends. i hope the soft traits that made other characters continually disparage and underestimate him and his intelligence turn out to be his greatest assets bc i kinda don’t give a shit about a “toughen up it’s the only way everyone else knows better” life lesson for this character

(which like honestly a lot of the rhetoric is dismissive of the fact that persistent goodness in the face of an existence of disparagement takes great strength and that at the end of the day aziraphale has always been able to stand up in his own way)

Having bpd to me is like I'm the loneliest person on the planet, no matter how many people I talk to, no matter how many connections I make or have, I'm a lonely void who will die alone. I have to be talking to someone or with someone every second of every minute of every day. I love people so much, I need people. There's so many people out there with different things to teach you. And then, if I have to talk to one person for more than 6 seconds today, I'll kill them. I'll kill myself. I need to be left alone for the rest of the day, I need no one but myself to be happy. I don't want to partake in anything with anyone because it's all draining and taking out of my alone time. Everyone is the same, they're all boring and self-absorbed. Every conversation feels like I'm forcing myself to be actively present. I just want to be alone in my room with nothing or no one. I don't see a future where I'm happy with anyone other than being by myself.

i like to think everyone has a colour associated with them, whether its just your fave colour or what you generally wear most of or what colour your bedroom walls are. i always associate the name sophie with dark blue, my mum is always a nice turquoise, i like to think my colour is a bright sunflower yellow.

if you have a specific shade pls tell me i adore when ppl have associated colours and tell me them, bc i think of them when i see that colour

hi guys. no one look at me

*creaking of untold centuries’ rust and decay falling away as the trapdoor opens and i slide these out* have some wips...

I need yall to know how unbelievably healing it is to see such a wonderful sapphic relationship so blatantly shown like I cried the first time I watched this show

Man although I can't send this and have Spamton see the image (cuz it would be text instead) I'll send it to you and you can give me your opinion about it.

What do you think...

...about...

...snowy Spamton?

IT SNOWED YESTERDAY YESS!!!

(this was on a car btw, which made it even better)

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Levi: What do you want? [Robin shrugged, peering around Levi’s head] Robin: Nothing in particular-.. who’s that, your sister? Levi: Yeah. Robin: Wanna ditch her n’ hang out? Levi: With you? Robin: Uh-huh-.. Jacob and Jude too, his dad’s looking at a house for sale over there. [Levi glanced over his shoulder, grimacing at the prospect of being stuck with Tiffany and her annoying friends] Levi: Fine, whatever. Levi: You know you forgot your shoes, right? Robin: Shoes are overrated-.. I like to feel stuff on my feet. Levi: [scoffs] Weirdo. … Levi: It’s tiny. Jacob: Houses are expensive though, right? Robin: Uh-huh, everything is. Levi: How much do you think this one’s worth? Jacob: Uh-.. ten thousand? Robin: [laughs] Try that times twenty. Jude: Woah. Jacob: How big is your house if this one’s so small then? Bigger than Robin’s? Levi: How should I know?! Robin: It’s kinda big. Levi: If you say so-.. our last house was massive, but we had to move. Jude: Why? Levi: None of your business! Jude: Alright, geez. [Jacob rolled his eyes, wondering why Robin had even gone to the trouble of bringing Levi over] … Jude: Did you get it?! Ivan: It ain’t that quick, bud! We’ll see. Oscar: How you doing, Levi? Levi: Uh, yeah.. I’m great! Robin: Can he come over? Levi: Wai-… Oscar: Sure. Robin: You wouldn’t rather be stuck with your sister all day, would you? [Levi squinted at Robin and his irksome brazenness, but he merely gazed back at him calmly-.. he knew he wasn’t wrong] Jacob: He better not make a habit of inviting Levi to hang out with us all summer. Jude: Maybe he just feels bad for him. He did almost die. Jacob: Only almost.

Ok so I waited before posting this because I was hoping for Antoine to write more but it's like 5:30am here and he and Pomme have been losing their minds on his shit towers' roof for the past 2 hours so uh. I don't think he will write anything else today

BUT

Antoine has been getting more into the lore and, following others' footsteps before him, has made a secret room underneath his towers for him to write recaps about the lore and other people in !

It looks like this, and so far the only people in it are Maximus, Baghera, Forever, BBH, Etoiles, Foolish, Aypierre and Mike (the latter two are on the walls to his left and right), but he thinks he'll add some more people once he's gotten to know them

Though the hidden hallway leading to the room could theoretically be accessed by anyone who finds it, the room itself is fully reinforced and the only people that can access it are Pomme and himself ! He doesn't even trust the other French with it and its content, and even left the room when he got raided by Etoiles, but he did make it somewhat visible to outsiders, y'know, to add to the drama.

Also he's begun writing Forever's book !

[FOREVER

Probably the one person on the island that’s most interested in becoming president. Really invested in the island’s lore, though he doesn’t say everything and omits some information. Close to BBH and Baghera. All three of them]

[were acting very weird, though it’s been fading since the beginning of the elections (keeping information, secret meetings). He seems to stray from BBH and Baghera’s line of thought. Wants to be president, but is one of the people who claim they’re « not really interested]

[ in being elected ». His relationship with Cellbit is kind of weird and nebulous. Is building a « safe space » near the favelas, I think it’s mostly in his own interest. People can meet up anywhere, why would they only do it in a place prepared by Forever himself ?]

+ he began writing a fourth page but he's been interrupted in the middle of it

So uh. Congrats on your QSMP fever Antoine, hope you enjoy your stay ✨

voltron in 2024 lets goooooo 🔥🔥

The "Actually, I believe he prefers to be—" "That'll do." Exchange lives rent-free in my brain like. What was Soap going to say? Was it 'L.t'? But I think technically Alejandro is higher ranked than him (Ghost) right(?) So I'm not sure if that works entirely and 'L.t' seems to be something that other marines/or soldiers under their command picks up anyway (probably from Soap idk, but others do call Ghost that). Was it like, 'Simon' or 'Si'? I know he calls Ghost Simon occasionally and maybe the quick shutdown of Soap's sentence comes from Ghost wanting to keep the emotional distance from others. But considering the absolute vitriol of which Ghost says, nay spits, "That'll do." I wonder if Soap has gotten away with introducing Ghost with the stupidest names, like 'Ghostie' or 'Sisi', in the past 💀

y'all i gotta be honest for a sec, the "atla wouldnt change much if aang wasnt there, in fact it might be better" and "the atla finale wouldnt change much if aang wasnt there to fight ozai" debates is the funniest thing ive seen come out of this fandom

Galladrabbles Bone

Thank you to @galladrabbles and @heymacy for this weeks prompt! Had a completely different idea but then this came out instead. Joys of writing, I guess?

Bones

Lip paces, not standing still as Ian tries to fix his brother’s bow tie. “Were you this terrified when you married Mick?”

Ian shrugs, looking over at his husband who is trying his hardest to avoid talking to one of the adjacent Tamietti’s next to him. Grinning, Ian looks over at Mickey in his best suit, looking almost as hot as he did on their own wedding day. Mickey rakes his eyes over Ian, smirking as well.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Lip swears. “I don’t want to fucking see you trynin’ to bone your fucking husband on my fucking wedding day.”