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‼️This blog doesn’t use tags‼️

My actual main blog is @54bpm which DOES use tags and also has lesbians, art, and my vtuber. All you could really ask for.

I also now have a HoloTempus sideblog @bettelion

I post untagged horror, eyestrain, bugs, gore, unreality, spoilers, real world events, adult content, and all that shit over here. If that’s not what you want for your tumblr experience, you can just follow my other blogs it’s all good.

I post by throwing a ton of stuff in my queue and hitting shuffle a bunch with the occasional regular reblogs. If things seem old or out of context or tonally inappropriate for something going on right now. It’s the queue.

I usually like posts with the intention to throw them in said queue or disperse them to sideblogs, if I retract a like that’s why.

This blog was made when I was 17, I don’t stand by everything I’ve ever reblogged and if you find something concerning ask me about it. I’m just not about to go through 6+ years of daily posts to clean up bad takes. We’re adults who can talk to each other.

Currently in the Dungeon Meshi hyperfixation pit.

#I just never have the spoons to keep up with tags for too long #forgive me

dennydreadful

sillypillybug

I’m so glad I started experimenting more with brushes I feel so much better about what I draw

I loveeeee madohomu and madoka magica in general I hope I’m able to watch the new movie coming soon 👀👀👀

mimosa-sexypeople-contests-2026

Tumblr Sexyman Contest 2026 Final Round

Senshi (Dungeon Meshi)

Ryland Grace (Project Hail Mary)

Mr. Ant Tenna (Deltarune)

Voting ended onJul 20

Tenna art by @9Aaaalt29 on twt

#i love senshi but i think its been very much a tenna year

nitemarewrld

my gender is bad porn parodies of horror movies

sleepytrancysub

innerchildabortionclinic

interesting kink assortment on the dash

t4timekeeper

an “original character” is like a kind of brain parasite

lesbianmarrow

free use is kind of a funny kink bc it relies on the idea that everybody wants to touch you and have sex with you but what if they don't. what if you tell everybody at the party you're free use but they all ignore you and mind their own business

tunnaa-unnaa

taking notes

untitledcatgame

sketching some enemies

untitledcatgame

poor fellows

owlet

you need to get it out of your mind that psychosomatic illness is just “making up symptoms” when it’s actually much more like your body is being actively poisoned by chemicals released from your brain

owlet

if you’re so stressed that you’re puking your guts up every morning, are unable to eat or keep anything down, you can’t look at light without feeling infinitely worse and feel exhausted and in pain all the time (or whatever your particular stress induced symptom set is) you’re not just feeling like that because you’ve willed it into being. your body is begging for relief from the constant barrage of stress hormones and it requires the fundamental source of stress to go away, not just distracting yourself from the symptoms

just because the root is psychological doesn’t mean the result isn’t an entirely physical process.

headspace-hotel

This and also "your body is desperately trying to alert you to the fact that stress is killing you"

katherynefromphilly

Doctor, looking at my neck x-ray: “The muscles of your neck are in such spasm right now that your spine has lost its curve. No wonder you’re in such pain. What the heck did you do to yourself?”

Me: “I work on a computer all day.”

Doctor: “Ah. That will do it. Right, so here’s a script for anti-inflammatories and a muscle relaxer. Also try hot and cold on it, 15 minutes each, and then gentle movements between each round. You’ll feel better in about a week.”

Me: “In a week I’m still going to need to work on the computer.”

Doctor: “And here’s also a script for 6 months of Physical Therapy.”

Me: “In 6 months I’m still going to need to work at a computer.”

Doctor: “And take breaks and do stretches between meetings?”

Me: “They book me in back to back meetings where I work. I eat lunch at my computer. I have to excuse myself to go pee.”

Doctor: “…”

Me: “…”

Doctor: “Um… it sounds like this job is actually, literally, killing you? Can you possibly work someplace else?” *

———

*note: It wasn’t said as flippant advice, and the doctor was 100%. right. After I got a different job — which took a WHILE — it was in a different corporate culture, one that didn’t believe in filling the day with meetings. I was able to do the stretches I was supposed to do, and also walk at lunch, and my neck is much better now. Not everyone has this choice. But maybe, if your job is killing you too, start thinking about an escape plan. Your body will eventually turn you into a pretzel otherwise. Nothing psychosomatic about that.

pangur-and-grim

my house is scary at night

storyweavingspider

Interpreted this initially not as shelves, but as your cat having erected defensive fortifications

parkchanwoohoo

if u get second job i'll you

YOU'LL ME??

sm64mario

a lot of you in'a the tags need to take better care of you'a sleep schedules

sm64mario

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sm-64-luigi

howmanyholesinswisscheese

What doesn’t get talked about enough is that, all those 40-something years, Rocky had all the supplies he needed to go back home. He had the fuel, he had the food. But he didn’t. He tried and tried and tried. He kept going. He took measurements, gathered data, built new Astrophage samplers but could never get it right. He maintained the Blip-A, a ship that was built in a hurry and just kept breaking, for over FORTY YEARS. When Grace found him, Rocky wasn’t just sitting idle in orbit. He was still working, still trying, he hadn’t given up. He was tracking the stars, probably to watch for a potential second mission from Erid, when he spotted the Hail Mary in reverse-thrust. Rocky calls Grace brave. Truly, Grace is. But I’d compare Rocky more to Stratt. How much of yourself would you be willing to sacrifice to save your planet? Rocky was willing to stay at Tau Ceti for the rest of his life until he either found a solution, or died.