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Not today Justin
YOU ARE THE REASON
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almost home
Jules of Nature
The Stonewall Inn
sheepfilms
Cosmic Funnies
bliss lane
Claire Keane
hello vonnie
One Nice Bug Per Day
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Kiana Khansmith
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Love Begins
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@blueandsilvercross
washing dishes is evil because you go "oh fuck there's so many dishes this is gonna take foreverrr" and then you enter the dish abyss and emerge with your abdomen somehow covered in water and your hands all wrinky and then you look at the clock and what felt like half an hour was actually 10 minutes
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 16/45 Fandom: Hetalia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Lithuania/Prussia (Hetalia), Lithuania/Russia (Hetalia) Characters: Lithuania (Hetalia), Prussia (Hetalia), Russia (Hetalia) Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Minor Character Death, Suicide Attempt, Unhealthy Relationships, Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn, Dom/sub, Drug Use, Religious Content, Historical Hetalia, Non-Linear Narrative, Soviet Union, War, Disability, Other Ships Not Mentioned in Tags, Stalin Jumpscare, Ensemble Cast, Espionage
Chapter Summary: A young family goes into town, a spy receives a visitor, and a secretary comes face to face with himself. This is a horror story.
Update :)
the reason that wounds that break the skin hurt is because its always supposed to be dark inside your body and when your blood sees sunlight for the first time it gets scared. and that causes the pain. or maybe it doesnt
et tu brute?
thank you for coming this far with me
reblog if your name isn't Amanda.
2,121,566 people are not Amanda and counting!
We’ll find you Amanda.
world heritage post
I HAVE to reblog this eleven million note post. That’s the most notes I’ve ever seen on tumblr. Also my name is Jade, not Amanda.
if i dont respond to a message from you i can basically guarantee its not because i dislike you. im just getting attacked by imps and shit all the time genuinely.
opened my wip and didnt immediately write a thousand new beautiful and perfect words so i'm going to smash my laptop with a hammer
tvtropes is such a cool concept and like a really neat example of collaborative fan work. It’s too bad that nearly everybody editing it is a media illiterate moron with bizarre ideas about gay people stuck in 2008.
reblog if you’ve had an online friendship that’s lasted more than 2 years
its so funny being an adult and not caring about/interacting with fandoms anymore, because i can just shotgun TADC in one sitting and go "that was neat, cool animation and VA work" and that's where my journey with it ends.
meanwhile there is Something Happening Over There
I love how Zohran Mamdani is wearing a suit everywhere. And if he has anything else he puts it ON TOP of the suit. A basketball jersey. A high-vis vest. All worn over the suit. He’s like the mayor character in a cartoon who’s always dressed as The Mayor. If I didn’t know who he was and he biked past me in NYC I’d be like holy shit was that the mayor
I know his tailor is stressed bro look at this man wearing a suit to fix a pothole
Its because he’s so personable i wouldn’t know he was the mayor if he wasnt wearing the suit. I’d be like, oh look its some chill guy Zohran. he puts the suit on and im like MAYOR MAMDANI?! in a very doofenschmirtz voice
How can anyone genuinely enjoy hot weather. How do you enjoy having every waking moment being horrible and awful and sticky. How do you go to bed with air so thick and humid that even laying there with bare bedsheets and splayed out in a starfish, you are still generating too much heat to be anywhere near even the concept of comfort and still smile about it. How do you have every species of flying insect invading your house through desperately opened windows and buzzing all up in your shit like the little fucking spacially unaware invertebrate asshole pricks they are and still claim summer is your favourite season. How. How do you do it. How do you find any semblance of a positive emotion when it's anything above 25⁰C at a push. I am miserable. I am planning a trip to the Arctic Circle.
Never, The Night Cathedral
Fanart for chapter 9 of @doomspiral 's absolutely incredible fic, linked below! Heed warnings and tags but please go read it!!
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CRYING HOWLING THROWING THINGS TELEPATHICALLY!!!
A WHOLE PAINTING!!!!!!!!!
hey do you mind grabbing joseph's coat for him? yeah its the red and yellow and green and brown and scarlet and black and ochre and peach and ruby and olive and violet and fawn and lilac and gold and chocolate and mauve and cream and crimson and silver and rose and azure and lemon and russet and gray and purple and white and pink and orange and blue one
i have a favorite tweet of the year already
