Care to explain why you have mutuals who like irredeemable media (Hazbin Hotel, Harry Potter, Attack on Titan, Captive Prince, etc.)? If they're not your mutuals, you're at the very least in the same circles as them. Maybe do some self reflection about what sorts of people you choose to associate with...

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Thank you TEDDY for this wonderful art of Pyrrha Nikos!

This is the teaser for the first episode of an audio drama I am making! It is an adaptation of @mable-stitchpunk's phenomenal fanficiton 'Can't go home again'.

Its not just be doing it either, @coffeebox99 did the bit of narration you hear in this teaser.

it’s 4:20 PM it’s time to post Weed Pikachu

please make every effort to vote <3

Tumblr users will see a post mentioning a day if the week and just fucking black out and reblog it

Honestly? Shoutout to those of you who are completely fucking lost in life. Those who don’t know what they want to do with life. Those who are stuck in a certain part of life and can’t get out. Those who are reaching for dreams they feel are impossible to reach. Those who feel like they’re accomplishments are being overlooked. Those who feel like their enough just isn’t enough. It is. You can make it. You will make it. There is an opening at the end of the tunnel.

God I miss the days when you could show up to a stranger’s farm and he’d say “What’s your name, boy?” and you’d take off your hat and hold it to your chest to better let him see your face and reply “Why I ain’t got none, sir, on account of my mammy passed on before she could give me one” and he’d tell you he’s real damn sorry to hear that and ask what he can do you for and you’d tell him that you can’t read nor even write neither but you’re mighty good with horses and can mend them fallen fence posts what you saw on your way in and won’t ask for nothing much more than a hot meal and a warm barn to sleep in and he’d keep his wife and daughters inside but send his boy who ain’t got married yet even though his mama tells him he needs a woman out with a lantern and some stew at night and the two of you’d get to talkin and he’d throw you his flask to take a swig from and watch you drinkin from it while he leant against the door frame and when he finally got called back on up to the house again he’d take a sip from it too real slow-like like it weren’t the whiskey what he were tryna savour

Was staring at a piece of infrastructure, pondering on the strangeness that, as sturdy as it was, it required maintenance and eventually replacement. That everything was like this – except for biological constructs that could perpetuate themselves. But they mutate. So – what if we could build everything out of biology? Our sinks and bridges become immortal – yet destined to become eerie, shifted, unrecognizable things within thousands of years.

i do think theres something sad about how largely only the literature that's considered especially good or important is intentionally preserved. i want to read stuff that ancient people thought sucked enormous balls

me when i log onto www.youtube.con

last week i woke up from one of the most fucked up nightmares ive ever had with that middle panel burned into my brain. like the exact wording and the exact apartment and the exact squidward. i feel like if i didnt make it real something bad wouldve happened. anyway todays upload is spunchbob comic oc

I am pretty sure the implication is that the absolute solver murdered Tessa when she was a child

It has her bow she wore back then

THIS!

Where do you see yourself in 5 years?

Look buddy, i’m just trying to make it to Friday.