Headcanon that Rosinante has never smiled since he was eight after Doflamingo killed their dad

and all the goofy smiles and exaggerated grins he had around Law was because he didn't know how to smile properly but still wanted to be approachable and friendly looking to him

Bone spaghetti.

Nice random ask to an inactive blog I bet you're hoping for a thematic or funny response- WRONG. SUPER SPECIAL PAPYRUS ATTACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

not sure if anyone remembers but a bit ago i made a throam iceberg meme, i have updated it with a few more and felt indulgent so added myself too lol

Anyone else think about how the Nether is Chaos and the End is Entropy… or is that just me. Anyways what I’m saying is;

The Nether is a terrifying, hot, literal hell-scape. It’s full of various damned creatures who wish you charred to dust at every corner, on top of the environment that claws, begging at your feet, howling or blood-stained, amongst lakes and pours of lava, ever flowing. The air is stifling and rancid, always stuck in your throat, there is always some creaking, groaning, yowling. An assault on the senses, too bright and too dim. It is easy to let it overwhelm you, swallow you whole while you kick and scream against it in sheer panic. Fight-or-flight instinct, your body moving on it’s own, fuelled by the overbearing noise. The Nether chews you up and spits you back out mauled.

It’s odd when the End leaks into it, the world gone silent and blue. The earth still crackles, but there is only it’s people that reside there, unprovoked unless observed. The fog still takes you, and it’s still syrupy and thick, but now it’s lukewarm. There is a medium here, one that makes your hair prickle. It’s both too quiet, yet too loud. Like a crowd holding their breath.

The End itself feels like a cold, still spring. The air is still except for your own breath, as nothing breathes here. It echoes until the endlessness swallows the noise, and when you’re out, the sky is muffled like snow. It smells like nothing, you hear nothing, everything covered in a constant dim glow that comes from nowhere. Your mind tries to make up something to cope with the under-stimulation, a slight fried twinge on your nose, a shiver, a ringing in your ears. You see more than you do, but you mind your manners. Everything is still here. Eventually, you’re cooled down enough where you just walk. You’re no longer tired or restless, the air is lukewarm on your skin, you forget how to breathe, it just is. There is no difference between eyes closed and eyes open. Tomorrow, today and yesterday weave into a meaningless ribbon that you lost in the park. You’re held there, gently, slowly more, until you are no longer. The void takes all.

Reading list for 2023!! My top reccomendation is Ron Powers' book.

[Just because I wanted to do the flirt prompt...

It is making Giotto bad at flirting.]

just wanted to let you know that I love your music greatly and I still listen it regularly

AH thats so sweet!! Thank you so much, im glad I get to decorate a bit of your soundscape sometimes :]]]

It my birthday today

That is all

Man.

In light of the very recent news, this blog will probably be a lot quieter for a while. Please remember to eat, get water, stretch, and find a hug tonight.

💛

Hello! Hate to be a bother, but I was trying to trawl through this blog's backlog, and I was wondering if you could switch it to pages instead of scrolling? I'm no Tumblr expert (far from it, in fact) but endless scrolling does make it tricky to stay in a spot, as it sends you back to the top if you reload the page.

I wasn't aware that was an option! And...I'm not sure how to do that. Like I wouldn't even know where to look. But I will try!

Just so y’all know, I’ll try and get ratings about once a week, but atm i’m in the middle of a heatwave so i don’t really have the energy for ratings

Meme is old but you can't tell me that this ISN'T what would happen

hii sorry it's been a couple weeks i poorly made some vol 1 memes as an apology ^-^

regressor diluc please

Requests are closed. You can see this in our bio. - Diluc

i mentioned in passing that it's minecraft's 13th birthday to my mom and she responded with something along the lines of 'he's a big boy now!', which is both incredibly wholesome and incredibly incorrect as "gender is not something of minecraft",

"he would not fucking say that" but you ever be looking at fanart and suddenly its "he would not fucking have abs"