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bluebelleisabelle 6 months
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this is the kinda shit people be doing with their g3 monster high dolls 馃拃
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blindfoureyes 4 months
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hami-gua 2 years
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After meeting Tighnari and witnessing him eating plants he's technically not supposed reminded me a lot of myself in elementary.
Specifically when a girl in my class at recess told me and another girl, that the flower sitting next to her was edible. To prove her point, she plucked the flower and its petals and ate it. Well not specifically ate it, more like sucked at the ends of petal claiming that there are nectars in them. Her actions prompted us to find more of those flowers and eat.
So when I found one at my house on the hill, I ate it. My dad saw and told me to never eat it again.
And I never saw that type of flower ever again.
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It's what it kinda looked like. Apparently also counts as weed or some shit. :(
And yeah. Still haunts me from time to time.
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-takes a deep breath-
-screams-
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veenderland 11 months
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Me: I don't like romance
"they prompted each other to face their fears and achieve something they never imagined they could and then find the best sort of comfort and familiarity in one another that stems from mostly gratefulness"
Also me, already crying: ohmygod they prompted each other to face their fears and achieve something they never imagined they could and then find the best sort of comfort and familiarity in one another that stems from mostly gratefulness
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bisexualalienss 1 year
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okay but what was the bowling alley scene they clearly cut from the finale
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calmyourstorms 2 years
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throwback to that year i dressed up as morticia adams for halloween but mom way overdid my makeup to the point people asked me if i was a raccoon
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kazumasougi 12 days
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ive also been told i talk like darcy but we dont need to talk about that
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friedjpeg 1 month
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starting streaming after wanting to for years is so hard. not because im nervous or anything but i did twice and someone said my mic was bad so now id rather die than be seen live again
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postsecretsalone 3 months
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mcmissileproof 8 months
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at least once every couple of months I still think about the time my old coworker said I was an extremely serious person and she'd never once heard me make a joke, and apart from that not being true at all I just kept thinking about a few days prior when I'd told this same coworker "my brain actually doesn't have any wrinkles, it's actually perfectly smooth and round like a beach ball"
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desos-records 3 months
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suddenly struck with thoughts about the devastating concept of Jason Todd
because he was good. because he had a bleeding heart despite every reason not to. he loved school and was good at it. he was the first to be adopted, with little pretense of guardianship. he did everything he could to be a perfect Robin and live up to an impossible ideal. he only ever wanted Bruce and Dick to like him.
because he met Bruce in the same place and on the same day that Bruce's parents died--the single defining moment of Batman's existence. and he made Batman laugh. he hit the Dark Knight, Terror of Gotham, with a tire iron. he wasn't afraid of the man who turned fear into a weapon.
because he couldn't save his mother from herself, but he tried. because he was too good not to try and save the woman who gave him up. too good to play the Joker's game. the crowbar didn't kill him, the bomb did. he died knowing he wouldn't make it and tried anyway. he died a hero.
because other Robins have died, but none of them put an irrevocable tear in the mythos of Batman. because Jason Todd always dies, in every universe. he dies for the sins of his father. he was put to death by popular vote, sacrificed by the crowd. doomed by the narrative and doomed by the audience. the boy who only ever tried to prove he was good enough--wasn't good enough.
because he has every reason to be angry. because he didn't ask to be murdered, didn't ask to be brought back, and when he did everyone acted like he was better off dead. Bruce tried to kill him and nearly succeeded. he's blamed for his own death and blamed for his resurrection. he can never come home because the house is haunted by his own ghost.
because he's been the hero, the victim, and the villain. because his family and his writers and his universe don't know what to make of him. they don't know how to look his tragedy in the eye. and how can you?
it hurts to look at the hero who cannot be good enough, the victim who will only ever be angry, the villain who can sometimes be right. the audience hates to feel complicit and, in this exceptional case, they are.
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lady-corrine 4 months
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Thinking again about how Suzanne esentially subverted the "beloved famous man that is actually a horrible person in real life" with Finnick, who is the complete opposite of that.
Finnick has this whole image costructed around him by the people that abused him for years: the Capitol's darling, their golden boy, the sex symbol of Panem, the man that has countless lovers but leaves them constantly and doesn't look back etc. And you would expect, initially, to meet a man that retains at least a part of that persona in his day to day life. But Finnick doesn't, not even one bit.
You see instead a man that is deeply in love and completely devoted to the one woman he quite literally adores, a man that protects Mags, his old mentor and his mother figure, as much as he can, a man that wouldn't leave Johanna behind, a man that gathers whatever strenght he has left to speak publicly about the abuse inflicted upon him at the government's hands; the opposite of what the Capitol's media and reputation made him out to be.
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wigglybunfish 3 months
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The Swordmaker and his Meteorite Child.
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ciearcab 11 days
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musing over a priest or something like that
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priscirat 2 months
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picked up my dungeon meshi reading again. kikimari
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