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[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

No, I’m right. I’m never wrong,

So TOH post. My friend group is sort of divided on if Hunter is over rated or not. One just doesn’t like him because of the fandom shipping him with Luz, which in hindsight was a weird thing in my overall opinion.

(Luz and Hunter are more of siblings and I honestly think that Hunter x Luz was just a shit post.)

Anyways, I disagree with some of my friend group, I don’t think Hunter is overrated. Let me explain in bullet points.

New character joining the main cast always hypes up people.

He’s sort of a mystery for fans to figure out.

Caleb….. come on guys, the lore is too good.

Grimwalker.

Those are my reasons as to why he’s not overrated. But that being said, he’s not my favorite but he’s still up there.

[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

So TOH post. My friend group is sort of divided on if Hunter is over rated or not. One just doesn’t like him because of the fandom shipping him with Luz, which in hindsight was a weird thing in my overall opinion.

(Luz and Hunter are more of siblings and I honestly think that Hunter x Luz was just a shit post.)

Anyways, I disagree with some of my friend group, I don’t think Hunter is overrated. Let me explain in bullet points.

New character joining the main cast always hypes up people.

He’s sort of a mystery for fans to figure out.

Caleb….. come on guys, the lore is too good.

Grimwalker.

Those are my reasons as to why he’s not overrated. But that being said, he’s not my favorite but he’s still up there.

#toh hunter #TOH #Hunters not overrated I swear

[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

“Woah. Am I dead?” I looked around and I saw just a blank empty space, and suddenly before my eyes colors and the world filled in. It wasn’t the classic idea of Heaven or Hell, no, it was more like a receptionist office? I was immediately confused, and disoriented. “Where in the world am I?”

I go up to a receptionist at the front desk, and take a deep breath. “Excuse me, but can you help me? I seem to be lost.” I said. The receptionist looked down at me, and her face turned to one of shock. Slowly it morphed into a friendly face, one of a friend. “Oh. So, your dead. Yeah sorry for your loss, but anyways, let me check where you need to be.” She looked at her computer and began typing a storm, finally she looked at me. “Okay so, your going to the third floor, room 328. To get there take the elevator and let me write it down on this paper in case you still have head trauma.” “Head trauma why would I have head trauma?” I asked the receptionist. The receptionist looked nervous and said, “oh don’t worry about it.”

Confused and perplexed I rode the elevator up to the third floor like the receptionist told me to. I looked for room 328 and found it. Being scared to enter I timidly knocked on the door, to be greeted by a sharp bark. I open the door a crack, and ask in a whisper, “is it okay if I come in?” I hear one voice, “just a moment!” And another voice, “Sure!” And a third voice, “Let me grab the file!” One is most definitely female, one is more of a deep voice, and the third voice was ambiguous.

I slowly enter the door, and I expected to see three people and a dog, but I only see a three-headed dog. “Umm Hi?” I say as more of a question. “Hi!” The middle head says, the ambiguous voice. “Welcome to our office!” The left head says, the female voice. “Take a seat!” The right head says, clearly a male voice. “What am I doing here?” I ask to the three headed dog.

“Well….” The left head trails off. “You see…” the right head trails off. The middle head was clear and straight to the point to make their remark. “Look. We’re Cerberus. We’re the best therapy dog in the entire world, and you died a traumatic death, involving cotton candy, a cactus, and a bus.” “That seems like quite the combination.” I joked. All three faces got a concerned look on their face. “What did I do?” I asked, concerned. The left head piped up, “Jokes are clearly your coping mechanism!” The right head said, “Do you even remember your death?!” The middle head looked at me, as the room was silent for a while, and then said, “Let’s review your case work.”

“So, correct me if I’m wrong but your name is Maria Leia Jones?” “Yes….” I respond. “Terrific right file, so let’s just make sure everything is aligned. Birthday?” “May 4th.” “Your parents are funny. Year?” “2000.” “BCE or CE?” “What?” “You heard us.” “CE.” “Good. Alright so let’s review how you died.” “Okay.”

“You were a tightrope walker in the circus. You were balancing over a pit full of cacti. By the circus lot a group of kindergartners were taking a field trip. Unfortunately a crazy ex decided that she wished to kill the bus driver. So she cut his breaks. Well suddenly, when the bus driver tried to leave the lot with the kids he lost control of his bus. The bus crashed into your troupes circus tent, and you lost concentration and nearly fell. However at the last second you saved yourself by grabbing onto the wire. However the bus was about to crash into your audience, so you attempted to save everyone. You noticed that the wire you were on was very thick, and strong, as elephants were there the previous act. So you, not fully thinking it through yelled at a cast mate to release the rope from her side. She did, and you threw yourself in front of the bus.” Cerberus said.

“Well did it work?!” I asked. “Yes, but….” “I’m good then.” “No. You died. Your not good. And did you ever think that your over selflessness and reckless endangerment of your self was caused by how little your parents paid attention to you, causing you to constantly be looking for stranger approval?” Cerberus asked. “That’s surprisingly specific.” I said. “Uhhuh. Anyways. You need to stop seeking others approval. It’s holding you back from the ultimate goal.” Cerberus said. “What’s the ultimate goal?” I asked. Cerberus looked at me, “the ultimate goal is whatever you chose it to be. The hardest let of achieving it, is realizing what you actually want. So, what is it that Maria Leia Jones wants?” Cerberus asked. “I don’t know! Wait. You keep on saying parents as in plural. Only my mom was there growing up, she told me that dad was dead?” I asked. “Oh boy. So, your mother lied. She divorced your dad, because she got addicted to wine, got drunk, and he got fed up of it. Getting so tired of your moms excuses, he said that if she didn’t stop drinking, he would leave her. She didn’t stop, and your dad, divorced her. Your mom, not wanting to lose both you and your dad, basically attempted to murder your dad. Your dad, didn’t die, but went into a comma, recognizing this, your mother got full custody of you. A year later your dad woke up, but your mother moves far away from him dragging you with her.” Cerberus said. “WHAT?!” I yelled, this whole time my dad was alive?!!!” “Yup” Cerberus responded, “your file is about as long as the entire popular book series about an orphan wizard going to school to learn magic, I don’t quite remember the name.” Cerberus said. “Wait. Is everything in my entire life in that file?” I asked. “Yes. But I’m not here to judge, I’m just here to help you work through your death.” Cerberus said. “Okay but what about my life?!” I asked. “Your dead now. Life’s already done. You can reflect on it and accept that it happened, but much else? It’s off the table for now.” Cerberus said. “Oh. Ok.” I said heavily. “Hmmm… it seems your death is more of a relief to you than others. Why is that?” Cerberus asked.

“My mom and dad split when I was three. My mom told me my dad died. She then continued her addiction, until I was five, and started to turn her life around. Ultimately she fell back into her addiction when I turned eight.

When I turned eighteen my mom kicked me out of the house, and for a while the street was my home. Eventually, I worked up enough money to go to a clown college. My education allowed me to become a tightrope walker. I learned I had this ability, by walking on power lines when I was fourteen to get my mom down from them when she was in her drunk stupor. I made enough money from this to get a small town apartment.

I was overloaded with debt. I couldn’t pay it back and my rent. So, I’ve been kicked out, and in trouble with the law a few times. I’ve been arrested for failure to pay back debt. And so on.” I said.

“And that’s our time, I’m sorry to send you out this early, but it’s time for you to leave. I will see you tomorrow, but for now I got other patients to see.” Cerberus said. Cerberus pushed me out the door.

I stood there with a shocked look on my face. But feeling lighter.

If someone dies in a horrific or traumatic way they are not greeted by Charon the ferryman but instead by Cerberus the best therapy dog in the whole underworld.

[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

Look!! It’s my sisters cat on the floor!! He’s so cute, I love him so very much. Seriously the Heavens were kitten me when the sent down a pawsitively adorable cat! Seriously he’s purfect. So clawsome! Okay I’m going to go right meow. 😸

#😸 #cat puns #cute cats #silly kitty #too adorable for this world will die of cuteness soon!

[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

Came home from vacation really recently and I am welcomed back to a boathouse with only two coxswains there.

Apparently, the four or five days I was gone, there was only ONE coxswain for the entire women’s team.

Today, two of us came back.

And today, I fucked up, yet again. I could not keep close to the other boat out on the water, and we were doing a simple drill. I had to do practically nothing!

The drill in question?

1 and pause by fours

On the square

Going up 1/4 every five strokes

Quarter slide, half slide, 3/4, full slide, switch four.

Simple right? Well I couldn’t get close to the other boat and I fucked everyone up by being super far out. Made several attempts to adjust, and the worst part? MY MISTAKE WAS MADE AT THE BEGINNING OF PRACTICE! How? Because I didn’t think to communicate with the other boat! And my docking was not great.

Why? Because I decided to listen to my rowers. Someone needs to slap me everything I try and risk it just to make my rowers happy. Not doing that again.

And 2nd practice. A storm hit. Needless to say we did not get an actual 2nd practice.

So, long story short, I need to improve.

That’s todays news in coxswaining.

#rowing #coxswain #i fucked up #never listen to your rowers #bad docking #communication is key #my communication sucks

[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

Guys! Guys!

I just figured out what I want to do with my life! I have such a passion for TV! I love analyzing the story lines, the costumes, and even the music! I also love the little things that they put in the script! It’s already amazing to watch come together! And I also like to write and see how far I can go with my imagination.

I think I want to write for TV.

I know that this isn’t practical, but what is?! What am I supposed to do, become an accountant?! I’m terrible at math and anything having to do with it! What am I supposed to do? There’s no other job that I’d be good at, I have no talent I can make money off of! All my skills are just so random, and kind of weird. For example I can shout really loud, but what do I do with that? I’m tiny and I can hide in small places, but what do I do with that?!!

Anyways, I know that I have an overactive imagination working twenty four seven on whatever stupid thing I’m fixated on, so what if I wrote scripts for TV? What else am I going to do? Start a business?! That’s equally risky and I don’t know how to run one, plus what would it even be? A fairytale themed restaurant?!

With waiters dressed like fairies, wearing mainly practical clothing except for fairy wings on their outfits peaking out barely. Making it look like their secretly fairies hidden in earth?!

With regular food items with enchanted names, like calling the restaurants special spices pixie dust? Pixie dust being salt just died gold using food dye?!

[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

Imma reblog this…. Cause if Mario + Sonic, then…. Rosalina + Peach? Idk

btw kwite bought the original hand drawn frames of the mario sonic make out gif

[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

Tumblr, I bite my thumb at the universe in my ultimate action of defiance. I do not care for its arbitrary rules, nor do I care for this concept of gender or it’s rules. I defy it! I cease all my care of womanhood, and I lie it down before me so I can chuck it out the window. I do not care for my society’s problematic, heteronormative rules. I’m sick and tired of having such a feminine name, equivocating me to a pearl. I am not a valuable jewel. I am a raging fire waiting to burn down the gates. I am not some dainty princess. The entire concept of this is what a lady does must be burned with these gates, and along with it, the entire concept of gender roles. I chose to defy them, but that only cemented them in place, Its time to ignore them, letting them loose their place within history. I am no longer a pearl in a clam.

I dislike my current name and so I tried to get people to call me by something better, but I have failed. Watching that name sink in its own quicksand. But that name had no meaning.

It is now time for a new name to rise up, one meaning War. And it’s now time to watch it rise up from the sand. I watch as it takes over me, and the sound rings in my ears.

I’m done with the names related to so-called gender. I am done with it. I want my gender to align with me, and me alone. It only needs make sense to me. I don’t need explain myself or my gender to anyone. Nor my name.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I still like the first name I had better, it does not mean war. Instead it means “the greatest” but I have tried to get my friends to use it, it’s been denied, over and over. I have suggested three times to three separate people, on three separate occasions.

Look, I’m not exactly trans, but I’m not exactly sure that my gender aligns in the box marked woman. Either way, I just want to not go by my current name. It sounds just, so old, and strange. I dislike the taste in my mouth whenever I say it. It’s too long, too old, too strange on my tongue. No matter what nickname I have, it all sounds old weird and strange.

And the nickname of it I have used for so long as an even stranger meaning “elegant, great, or tower”. I am not in the slightest elegant, I’m loud boisterous and noisy.

I shout, I eat peanut butter straight out of the jar, I scream and yell, I point my utensils at people when talking to them, I sit with my elbows resting on the table, I drop everything I ever get handed. I don’t glide down the stairs, I jump down them. My thoughts are always somehow spilled out of me.

Point being, I’m tired of my name, I would like to go by something shorter. And less weird sounding. Less like I’m chewing on a piece of broccoli in my mouth, while sipping water at the same time. It just sounds so odd.

[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

GOOD MORNING!!

Today, I’m gonna just rant? Okay so, I’m still in high school, and our school is having a winter formal. One of the only two dances in our school year. (Attendance was too low, so they cut five to two) and this Winter Formal girls ask the guys. Something lame like that.

Anyways, I’m not going. It’s not because of the entire girls ask guys, it’s because my schools last dance was so bad, I’d rather not do it again. Why was it bad? There was no desert, I’m not going to get all dressed up and ready for a dance with no desert and awful music. Only reason to go, is to fund the ring ceremony for the juniors. (We love them, but, if there’s no desert I don’t go.)

But already five people have asked me to go with them. As a joke! I hate four of them, one was a girl who is (somewhat?) my friend. I am still not going, and I’d rather hang out with my friends at home in sweatpants watching a movie.

Are my friends going to this dance? No. Then waists the problem? There’s no problem, I just want people to stop asking me to go somewhere I don’t want to go!

Anyways, I just don’t like it when people ask me out as a joke, because I don’t want to hang out with that person, if they don’t want to hang out with me.

I actually like hanging out with my friends, a lot, and I don’t ever want to make plans with them or attempt to with the overall goal of just not going. I actually want to hang out, and I enjoy their company.

[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

Today we have:

12 rowers absent

11 coxswains

10 cox-boxes

9 seats on one boat

8 rowers rowing

7 rowers erging

6 coaches crying

5 different illnesses

4 rowers dying

3 rowers laughing

2 rowers crying

And 1 panicked coxswain

#rowing #sickness #too many damn coxswains #not enough rowers #help #seriously help #I can’t with how little people are here #Twelve rowers are actually absent today #I nicknamed it #Tuesday Tummy Troubles #but seriously tho #please help me

[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

Today we have unsolicited advice!

How to get revenge.

So, you have an arch nemesis too, or some Girls were rude to your rowers? And now you want revenge. I hear you!

Before we begin, I’m just going to flat out say this, the best revenge you can possibly get one someone is by ignoring their existence completely and forgetting about them. They’ll never forget their actions, so you can forget it for them! They will be overcome with an overwhelming sense of guilt! But that form of revenge is for people with taste, and the angels of the earth. Not an approach I could ever take, because I’m weak, and extremely petty. But thank you nice people of the world. I like you, but I don’t understand you.

For us petty people, no problem I’ve got ya! My top one, is just glitter. If your in contact with them daily, have a bottle of glitter in your hand. Make sure the lid comes off easily. Now, run up to them, and open the lid near inches to their face, shout glitter bomb, and continue running. But do this someplace, where there isn’t someone who has to clean that up. I suggest you do this outside. Although, glitter is annoying, it’s not actually too harmful, unless in someone’s eye or mouth, so be careful of that. This vengeance isn’t the best, if the offense is really serious, but it’s really fun to do and hilarious to see. This could potentially start a prank war as well, so be careful of that too.

Next we have the classic, thumbtack on a chair prank. If you have class with said person, literally just put a thumbtack on their chair, and hope that person sits on it. That’s it. Sharp, dangerous, tiny object. Is it worth the detention? You won’t get one if no one can prove it was you.

Did someone spread a nasty rumor about you? Well, be childish about it. If the rumor is about you, think of how far you can twist it. See how far it can go.

However, if the rumor is a secret of yours, that’s actually true, start some more chaos. Spread more rumors about yourself, ones that are absolutely lies, but also sort of humorous. Ask friends to help spread all of these rumors. Watch as the whole school gets very confused. This also may backfire, there’s a high chance it will, so only do this if you don’t mind rolling the dice. Or if you don’t care about everyone else, and you only care about you, and your real friends. In that case, great! you are officially the coolest person ever.

The alternative solution, is to spread a rumor about the person who spread one about you. Make something up. I don’t know. This approach is not the best idea, and I don’t know why, but it’s just not.

Cursing their soul. So, Dark magics on the table, if you want to do it, then go do it. If you aren’t a fan of dark magic, that’s okay, don’t do it. Otherwise, use it! Or attempt to. Here’s how to do it: I curse you, (Say persons full name) and your entire bloodline.

I used all of these and I guarantee you’ll still be alive. Maybe? I dunno depends on who you do it to, where, and when.

[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

I’m on time!

Where do you see yourself in 5 years?

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

[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

1980. I’m good. (I think?)

Your phone battery percentage determines what year of the 1900s you'll live in.

How screwed are you?

[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

I’m sorry, but it’s just too perfect to not reblog! I love writers. Even if I do never get to read anyones work, writers are still amazing people to talk to. (They let you spew information about dragons that you just made up.)

Also to fix that clump, just add a bit more of its ingredients. *Adds double the amount of ingredients.*

Wait, that’s pancakes. Ummm peace.

[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

Good Morning y’all! Hells treating everyone nice, yes? Great! So a while ago I went absolutely crazy.

Let me explain. I have a twin sister who has a cat named Finn. My twin sister is absolutely amazing, and so is her cat! My twin sister also is very busy, she has to rehearse for her upcoming musical. She also wanted highlights. So, on a Saturday, she went to her rehearsal and to get highlights. She was gone for a few hours.

While she was gone, I looked after her cat, and, I absolutely adore him.

This is only a few of the pictures I took. But I made cat in a hat in real life. but the hats too big for him and you can only see his nose! It’s so cute! I love him. Yes, he got plenty of treats. Also cats love to read.

What’s his name? Finn. He is the absolute sweetest, even though he’s grown out of his kitten years! I love the little cat! He’s just so cute!

[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

YK the song “Mad at Disney” by Salem Ilese?

Well I’m also mad at Disney. For different reasons. I find Disney suspicious, they canceled The Owl House season three, us fans are furious. Next the come out with an original movie, have animators spend what (clearly) looks to be a lot of time on it, and don’t advertise it?

Does Disney have faith in themselves at all? Why do they wreck their original movies? Are they only going to make sequels and live action remakes for the rest of their lives or what?

If Disney comes out with another new movie this year, they better advertise as much as they advertised Turning Red.

[bisexual-ladyofchaous]

Yes, MAKE SOME NOISE FOR OWL HOUSE CREATE THE HYPE! LOUD AND PROUD PEOPLE! OWL HOUSE! OWL HOUSE! OWL HOUSE! DISNEY WILL PAY!

call me crazy, but i think for the future was leaked because disney wants to supress the fandoms hype. They don't want to admit they fucked up by cancelling the show. I think we should combat this by screaming about it as loud as possible on january 21. make it trend on twitter and tiktok. If they post it on youtube again, watch it over and over. mute it and put it on repeat before you go to sleep. You already watched it? pretend you didn't. talk about it as if you just found out what happens. Make disney regret this. WE ARE NOT A FANDOM TO BE TRIFLED WITH!!

#the owl house #for the future #for the future leaks #Disney what the hell #get Disney #TOH #we will get our vengeance #toh season three #revenge is near #dana terrace