kyle

multifandom, nate river's #1 fan

[claybyte]

i'm like a toddler in the sense that if you tell me to do more than two things at once i'll get overwhelmed and just stare at you

[cherryhatter-deactivated2015072]

KICK THE CAN!

Let’s play the biggest game of kick the can on the internet.

To kick the can, reblog it. I wanna see how long this can go on for.

[visibun]

the oldest reblogs for this post that i can find are from january 2nd of 2013. this can has been getting kicked around tumblr for almost 13½ years now

[drtanner]

And yet somehow this is my first time kicking it!

[furinadefontaine22]

“whos the top and bottom in lawlight?” no one. they’re having sex in such unconventional and freakishly unheard of ways that there’s no feasible way it could ever be categorised into labels like that. what they do is beyond understanding. but also L tops

[linnydreaming]

There is nothing funnier than Guillermo De La Cruz. He's the underappreciated intern. He's a homicidal maniac. He's a little Latin boy. He's clinically unwell. He's hunted by the narrative. His literal effing name is 'Of The Cross'. I adore him so much and I do recognise that he would try to feed me to his husband but hey ho

[chessb0r3d]

Analysis so bad you don't even know what it's talking about anymore.

[chessb0r3d]

What??

[wvroni0]

Damn these movies almost brought me to tears

[vermivox]

“your friend is dead, and their corpse is inhabited by something only you can see for what it truly is" is already good horror. but "you begin to love the thing that wears their face"? the blasphemy of it. terror turning into desire. grief turning into longing. being enticed by what should repel you. it twists the knife deeper, because the horror is not based on deception anymore. the fear comes from recognizing the monster in its raw form and finding beauty there. you're not clinging to scraps of your friend, you're surrendering to something other, something wrong, and loving it. you're not holding onto a ghost of the past, it’s the monster itself that you choose

[pigswithwings]

hi trans people i hope you get to live. i hope you get to laugh so fucking loud and revel in how the wind blows through your hair and i hope you get to dress the way you like and i hope you get complimented on it. i hope you get to kiss someone or hug someone or hold hands with someone or be told how wonderful you are. i hope you get to dance to weird music and i hope you go swimming with no concerns other than how much sunscreen to put on and i hope you sing bad karaoke with your friends. i hope a kid spots you from across the road and realizes they don't have to live one way forever. i hope we all live

[pigswithwings]

trans people i hope you get to eat some really good food and gasp at the animals and insects you see every day i hope you pick up a new hobby and it turns out to be pretty fun i hope you try on that coat and it makes you feel confident. i hope you get to tell people your name and i hope they tell you how cool it is i hope you get to rest i hope you watch a movie and fall over laughing. i hope you rejoice in living because you deserve to be alive and you deserve to have a joyous life

[lupinescribbler]

I'm still only like a season in, but these two are so insane, I love them

[claybyte]

happy pride month!!

this isn't like what i normally post, but i wanted to highlight a classmate who can't celebrate it herself any longer.

13 months ago today, charlotte fosgate died by suicide. she was a 17 year old transgender girl. she would be graduating this year.

i was never close to her, but i'll always remember an interaction i had with her. she walked into school and we were wearing the exact same sweater. i remember her smile when i pointed it out.

rest in peace, charlotte. i'm proud to have known you. i'm proud to be in community with you. happy pride. 🏳️‍⚧️

[transmascmarypoppins]

why is this post completely broken in every way imaginable

[cecilsrandomeverything]

Broken notes… deactivated account… removed image….

Finally, we have them all.

[spacefinch]

In addition: OP’s name is just… gone. No “[insert username]-deactivated[insert a bunch of numbers]” as is the standard for deactivated blogs.

Just the world “deactivated.” Look upon their post, ye mighty, and despair.

[chatblancofficial]

It’ll be almost impossible to find this post unless it wanders across your dash.

[huewrite]

It wandered across mine. I shall help it travel forward.

[gossamermouse]

this is not a place of honor

[jackviator]

[dinosaurana]

Oh hey post of Ozymandius, good to see you again standing on your feet in a desert where no one remembers you

[notbeyondbirthday]

Actually B and Mello were so right to be insane about it. In fact I'd argue becoming a serial killer or joining the Mafia are relatively conservative responses to growing up in the environment they did. Is Near more well adjusted or is he just repressed? You saw how he crushed that action figure's head with his bare hands

[altorinaart]

«A Patchwork of Hope» 👎

[over-emotional-jellyfish]

Just read The Song of Achilles for the first time in my life despite having been a gay transmasc for at least three years now and a beautiful/horrible vision of a Killugon Song of Achilles AU was forced into my brain. With Killua as Patroclus and Gon as Achilles. Anyone see this.

[horreurscopes]

dude your intricate ritual just fucking bit me

[deehlia]

when art block, draw meme

[thisiisjune]

My remake of the very well known Paprika Poster

[claybyte]

i'm obsessed with this. there's so much to analyze here:

L as a ghost

near missing pieces of himself

mello's rosary having an L charm instead of a crucifix, symbolizing his deification/idolization of L

and the L charm fits into one of near's missing pieces

L's ghost physically holding mello back

L's ghost seeming to disintegrate near

near being one step ahead of mello

near looking forward, but his chin is still pointed down towards what L is taking from him

mello looking straight down at the L charm/where L is holding him back

near's skin not actually being skin, but just puzzle pieces, symbolizing the way others see him (cold, unfeeling robot; inhuman)