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More people need to talk about Katya and the color red and the subtlety of her expressions and how I am totally not a simp for her
this is why you need to add new cat girls to gene pool every generation or so
Fuck you, now you get to see it in video form, because fuck you.
wish people would stop talking about me behind my back like I know you mean me even if you are just saying "the entity". Yall ain't subtle about about looking at me through a one way window talking to eachother and taking notes. "The anomaly has absconded" "we must ensure it does not come in contact with civilians at all costs" like stfu
happy normal fuckin day to everyone who doesnt celebrate christmas or rly any holidays today n tomorrow. hope you have an average day. hope its chill like any other
yeah I have this weird hybrid flight freeze response where when I feel threatened everything around me becomes completely immobilized until I feel better.
Redraw of the panels that SHATTERED MY HEART o(；△；)o!!! OG panels + Opinions on the Luffy separation arc under read more
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this is not my best but i doodled this in a haze. anyways what if tddk were fairy/fae yaoi and izukus human stopped believing in fairies and izuku died
what if aquatic animals had Tumblr would that be fucked up or something lmaooo anyways
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mating season is such a chore. wdym i have to migrate back ten thousand miles just to find some bitches
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outta my way gayboy I'm boutta get it
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i have been transformed into a creature beyond my wildest imaginations
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uhhh was nobody going to talk about how the new update makes the site virtually unusable for crustaceans ???
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honestly even if we tell staff you know they're not going to do anything. crustaceans make up such a small percentage of oceanblr right now that it's going to be impossible to get them to care. the treatment of anyone who isn't a bony fish on this website is atrocious tbh
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oh my cod its so dark down here why do i have such piss poor eyesight. if my eyes could open any wider id be doing that but nooo my house in the god damn depths says get fucked. not even my cousin in that one cave has to put up with this wtf
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hey come here for a second
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absolutely freaking out right now you frys don't understand ... There's another squid at this whale fall and she's really really cute! I want to talk to her so bad but I'm scared as all hell ... what if she thinks I'm trying to eat her and swims away ? ?
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shipping discourse is sooo pointless like? you argue about ships? ⛵ those things that sound really loud & pass by me everyday? 🛳️ whoo whoo?
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where is every one ..
This is my first time hearing about Zepotha can someone catch me up
the thing about zepotha is it's literally just the worse goncharov. they WISH they could be goncharov. but instead of making any actual content even if it's just a shitty photoshop edit theyre just going on other people's content and bombarding the comment section with omg you look just like maxine from zepotha!!!
i want to see edits scraped together from five different 80s slasher films, i want to see cosplays, fake movie posters, in depth slideshow analysis videos. COMMIT TO YOUR BIT
“Ouhhh aegislash are dangerous you can only have one if you’re an experienced Pokémon trainer 🥺”
SHUT UP. SHUT UP!! LOOK AT HIM
This is Archimedes, he’s a stupid MEAN idiot who I’ve had since he was a honedge. He forgets he’s a big fucking sword sometimes and tries to get into bed with me. He picks me up bridal style then forgets he’s carrying me and gets surprised to see me in his arms. He flips people off. I am not at all qualified to own him and I’m pretty sure it’s illegal for me to have him in my house. But we stay silly
Man, too bad we never got this deleted splatfest theme before final fest
I’d probably choose team divine, and I’m not even a big shiver fan!
I wrote this in a notebook when I was supposed to be sleeping. I had no idea where this story was meant to go and I was very tired but I thought you guys would like it anyway <3
Imagine performing your own autopsy. Seeing your perfectly clean naked corpse lying on a metal slab as cold and lifeless as itself. As your hands make the first incision, the skin snags and damages your scalpel’s blade, as if your body is still trying to prevent others understanding it, still as stubborn from beyond the grave as it was when it was alive.
Despite its…your resistance, after plunging and slashing and prying with your now ruined scalpel, practically begging for the flesh to open up to you, to tell you what happened to us, to just let you in, the skin gives way. Practically caves in, even, and a wretched stench fills the ice-cold room.
Gazing into your own gaping chest cavity, you see atrophied muscle, liquefying organs, decaying tissues and thick, gunky blood. Your body was only in storage for about a day and a half and found dead an hour before that. Nothing could rot it that fast, especially in cold storage. Your eyes water, but whether it’s from the smell or the fear that one day you will become this, are already becoming this, you can’t tell.
Nothing could make your body rot that fast. Not if it had just died. Maybe that corruption was there all along. Maybe it’s already within you. Maybe you brought it upon yourself.
You swear your body looks at you, it’s expression a mix of resentment and pity. It knows. It knew the whole time. They say ignorance is bliss, but knowledge of ignorance is purgatory and you must either learn, condemning yourself, or stay a fool forever.
There is only one way you can save yourself. You rip your shirt off and turn and plunge the blunt, mangled scalpel into your own chest, eliciting a reflexive gasp despite the cold numbness spread throughout your body. It slashes messily, like a rake across soil, and you see a puff of fungal spores burst from the wound.
You fall to the ground as faceless assistants haul your body into a metal storage unit, like you dragged the corpse from. The last thing you see is a single tear falling from the corpse’s eye before you are locked in the cold steel coffin and you are forced into darkness.
Hours later, long after all your internal functions have ceased, you hear footsteps draw closer. As you are pulled once again into the light by the assistants, you see your chest fully unblemished and out of the corner of your eye, you see yourself enter the room with a fresh scalpel and a haunted look in your eyes.
gang why the fuck does my dissociation issues sneak up on me at random ass times
I'm trying to paint a pair of pants why am I getting anxious and feel like nothing is real LEAVE ME ALONE...????????????
I already crashed today i don't need this
i think that when the scientists released me, they put a radio collar on me. idk how it would track me cause im sure the fact that i am highly radioactive would cause issues with any sort of tracking mechanisms. but maybe the radio calls and such i hear in my head from the scientists is that radio collar.
i just remember wearing something that had a blinking light on the end of a short antenna.
i can hear the scientists making observations about me still...even though in this body, i do not wear the collar physically.
maybe they somehow modified it to transmit messages through my brain as well? so that they can communicate with me even if the collar is gone?
its too soon to try and wear collars again even if i feel i should be wearing one. even if it was myself putting the collar on me, it feels too connected to all the trauma.
im not a pet, i don't need a collar. i have too much..pain associated with being made to feel like a dog. i dont wanna trigger that stuff to the surface even if i think having a collar would be affirming in some ways.
im sad that there is so much grief and pain connected to my dog side. i want to embrace it. i want to love being a dog as much as i am a wolf. but right now is not the time and i do not have the mental strength to process that trauma.
sorry for rambling about this constantly. trying to process my thoughts and writing it down helps me process things. talking it out and such.
Shujinko Chan screenshot recovered!!! :DDD
shinyuu always put so much trust in that manic panic pixie, i don’t even think she knew what the plan really was until that moment. the colors are a tad more desaturated than what i remember but that’s alright
made a celebretory meme, haven’t recovered anything with sukeban in it yet so i just used my fanart lol
(also we can totally talk about how yandev just yoinked her up and split her in half to make fumetsu and osana but that’s a topic for another day)
the shujinko tag is open for anyone that’s digging to share their findings or just general dialouge abt the show
Shows what I know, I'd barely even heard of this Kent dude (Gothamites' reputations for being a little too focused on our own backyard isn't all that exaggerated, I guess), but I've for sure heard of Lois Lane. You're right, her and her husband have some really great articles.
I especially liked her 'Superheroes, hold the Superpowers: ordinary people hitting in the big leagues' write up. I've always figured our own heroes were a pack of metas, but she makes a compelling case that the Bats might be using gadgets and gizmos. If you're uncomfortable speculating on IDs I'd love to hear your thoughts on how they're pulling off league-level fighting sans powers (Nightwing at least has to have some sort of gravity shift, right?). Either way thanks for the answer :D
Love the blog, just wondering what your take is on the 'Superman has a secret identity' theory that makes headlines every so often when the tabloids run out of other stories? Usually with their fave celeb as the culprit. I usually find that part in bad taste. Everyone has a right to privacy, what if a supervillain actually believes that hogwash, etc. Although as for the latest one it was great that Mr. Wane ran with it and wore blue for a week to raise money for disaster relief. If nothing else his now-viral remarks to Luthor about how 'if he was superman, your buildings would have been redesigned via accidental super fight collateral damage a decade ago, my god man hire a better architect' made for satisfying watching for LexCorp's many critics.
Luthor's the most outspoken disbeliever of that theory, maintaining that the most powerful 'man' in the world, with his own known private hideout in the Arctic, would have no reason to run around pretending to be a normal human. Bruce Wayne might be kind of a dim bulb, but he had a point when he told whatever poor sod from the Daily Planet was covering the Metropolis Spring Gala that Superman seems too personable (at least from interviews and eyewitness accounts) to be anything other than 'just some guy.'
So on the spectrum between the two billionaires what's your take? Does the Man of Steel walk amongst us? If he does, who would he even be when he's not wearing the cape?
Without even having to THINK about it very hard I would come down on Wayne's side in this particular debate just because I don't trust Lex Luthor as far as I could throw him and I have a MUCH higher opinion of Bruce Wayne as, I can imagine, does anyone with some combination of a heart, soul or a brain. As far as the hypothesis goes, it's pretty much confirmed by the Man of Steel himself. He's given multiple interviews where he has shared the outline of his origins and while most people focus on the fact that he's the last son of the lost planet Krypton what he does also say in those interviews is that he was discovered by a human couple and raised as their own in the manner of a normal human child. Now of course he has never shared ANY particular details about his 'foster parents' because any stray detail could be traced back to them but that pretty much seals the deal doesn't it? If he was raised by humans, one would imagine that he went to school, had dreams, wanted a job and a house and a social life and all those things that human beings get used to having and wanting. Anytime we don't see him directly in action we have to imagine it's because he's out there...doing whatever it is he does during the day! That being said I don't think I can, nor will I, speculate as to who or what he might be in that life behind the scenes. It's none of my business, it is none of the WORLD'S business and nothing good could ever come from finding out. What I will say is that I do not believe for a SECOND the most tired and well trodden theory on the subject.
(Bruce Wayne meeting with Daily Planet reporter Clark Kent) Daily Planet reporter Clark Kent is NOT Superman, people come on! It just doesn't add up to the facts. Clark Kent had a totally average childhood, more or less. He was born in the small hamlet of Smallville, Kansas to Jonathan and Martha Kent which is disproving enough in and of itself. Superman has stated he was obviously a foster child. Clark Kent is, by all records, his parents' biological child. There are records of his attendance of school, vaccination records, his journalism diploma, the whole nine yards. There are two main reasons this story remains so popular. In Superman's orbit he is the one who most resembles Superman...in that he is a dark haired white guy with blue eyes and a strong chin. Analysis on his posture and his gait have shown that he doesn't move or articulate like Superman as you would know if you have ever watched the man on television, read or listened to his writing or just been aware of him as a public figure in Metropolis for YEARS. I still get the Planet here in New York just because him and his wife are some of the best journalists I've ever read. And in that is the other reason, his wife, the world renowned Lois Lane who in the early years of Superman's career had a public infatuation and casual romance with the Man of Steel. Many people got very attached to this public love affair and have never quite forgiven Lane for her public "break up" with Superman in the aftermath of her engagement to Clark Kent. This is just real people shipping for all its nonsense, Kent doesn't have to be Superman for Lane to have married him. Lane and Kent have been partners in crime for basically Kent's entire career and maybe Lane just decided she loved Kent more strongly, or that Superman was unattainable, or any one of ten billion other reasons that don't have shit to do with me or anyone else. Kent and Lane's marriage has also put the inevitable final coffin in the theory with the birth of their son Jonathan who by all accounts is exactly as human as his father. Ignoring all the times and in all the ways that Superman and Kent have been filmed or photographed in the same place because Superman and Kent have been close friends for a very long time because Superman is publically very close with a large group of the Daily Planet's staff ever since his first appearance in Metropolis. Bottom line, yes, I believe that Superman spends his 'nights' as a normal human somewhere on this big blue marble. But his only distinguishing features are that he's a white man with dark hair and strong shoulders. He could hide that with a big enough coat.
Ooo I loved this! It gave me the chills. It felt so visual to, I could just visualize each scene.
![[2] As a child, you bathe in the river that nourishes the town, letting its water clean you. When you emerge, you are dirty again. No, not “again”—the water has always been filthy and so have you. There has never been a time when you weren’t coated in dirt. You wonder why your mother has brought you here but you don’t ask. She will bring you back tomorrow, washing you again with her own dirty hands.
[3] It’s Sunday again, although you do not remember a day when it wasn’t. It’s always Sunday.](https://64.media.tumblr.com/fada37d9404083ecff38447d1391b023/68080a7b0098d883-f7/s500x750/20b48b019a2f9585212da64ad46c6da0376e0a8e.jpg)
![[4] Your college algebra professor stands at the front of the silent room, scrawling an equation on the board. He turns to the audience of students and asks, “how can we carve the rot from our souls when it is all that we are?” He is looking at you expectantly and you now notice that you are the only student in the room, sitting at the sole desk in its center. The equation on the board is not an equation but a statement. We are all rotten creatures. You don’t know the answer; you never know the answer.](https://64.media.tumblr.com/e08e3fceb3ca03d73704cfaa904d4067/68080a7b0098d883-bc/s500x750/fc68d76ea2ad7aea372baabc045af280e84984bd.jpg)
![[5] There is no harvest this year, save for the blackberries that are always growing. You can’t remember the last time it rained, it’s been years. The river is dry and no one else is worried. The ground in town remains damp and when you question this, your mother shushes you and tells you to eat your dinner. It’s a bowl of blackberries. It’s always a bowl of blackberries and your hands are always stained.](https://64.media.tumblr.com/1489b7d066b40725e95fc60f75556aea/68080a7b0098d883-ad/s500x750/b1885e51b1900b0b41c3882450683db7022a6f08.jpg)
![[6] This time, it’s Monday and you sit in college algebra, opening the exam before you. There is only one question typed on the page: “Does the filth you coat yourself in from the river cover the rot? Would a clean river absolve you?” You look up to find yourself alone in the classroom; the professor is gone and the board is empty. When you look back down at the desk, there is no trace of the exam that had been sitting on it. The next day is Sunday again.](https://64.media.tumblr.com/d7d5068547efb59120082ebdb4325d04/68080a7b0098d883-55/s500x750/bfd9ebe1936ba4e7c18f2e97b90ff4de8502dff1.jpg)
— An extra-narrative writing exercise based on my work, The Taste of Hallowed Earth
fun fact! these cars are actually stimming! (they're actually something similar to the way some of us roll onto the balls of our feet!) some of these cars might just be doing it for fun or by habit, but unfortunately some are under a lot of stress. imagine if YOUR legs were stuck in sand!