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on rewatching project hail mary recently, i had a devastating thought of what if grace saw laika's ghost out there and i can't even think too hard on that. we already know the drill, patron saints of one way trips etc... maybe she saw his ship and got excited that someone was coming back to her,,,,running through space for him but never catching up

#project hail mary #phm #laika the space dog #ramblings

doodleoo

what you learn from hobbies:

consistent practice opens up whole worlds of skill that you couldn't imagine

making mistakes in the process of learning is not only natural, it is also essential

activities that you enjoy can give you more energy back than you spent on them

wow everything is so expensive

doodleoo

my hands hurt

#honorable mention #my back hurts

atokenforsleep

Behold, an Offering freely given!

A group of incredible artists have come together to create an unofficial colouring book, focusing on the Sleep Token discography.

Volume I - EPs, Singles and Covers

Just scan the QR code to get your own copy to colour in whichever way you choose.

If you share your colourings please tag the artists (if possible) as I’m sure they’ll love to see your versions ☺️🫶

Disclaimer: None of these artworks are for sale or generating any form of revenue. Please do not claim these creations as your own, give proper credit to the original artist of each drawing 🫶

Thank you, and please enjoy ☺️

shastrae

do i need to say more

(jamie's gif is from @teex)

morganrielly

#god i love them #i want a friendship like them <3 #jdtz #jamie drysdale #trevor zegras #nhl hockey

normal-with-adhd-is-a-joke

Conservative beauty standards are back with a vengeance which means it's especially important to go out this summer with bellies out and bodies unshaved. Also be unapologetically disabled with mobility aids and wearable medical devices and stim toys and ear defenders and all that stuff. You need it. People need to see it. Everyone needs to be reminded that life is unquestioningly more enjoyable when you're not living inside an arbitrary set of rules created by people who are offended by all the wrong things.

apocalyptic-cake-deactivated202

Listen up!

You see a post like this? Where OP might hurt/kill themselves? You hit that button that I circled

Hit that.

Click Suicide or Self-harm Concern

Yes.

Fill in the rest of it, and hit submit. The "content you reported" will fill itself in

Tumblr will follow up and help them.

Warning: this is only for mobile. If anyone knows how to do this for desktop, please add it!

This could SAVE SOMEONE'S LIFE.

YOU HAVE NO EXCUSE NOT TO REBLOG THIS.

I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF IT DOESN'T GO WITH YOUR BLOG'S THEME.

And yes, REBLOG. Liking does no shit at all. This isn't ig.

You reblog, people see it. You don't, people don't see it. This shit's that simple.

This could save someone's life. It's not a joke.

gyrsaker365

This isn’t some ‘oh yeah sure it could’.

This could legitimately do so.

Don’t you dare fucking scroll past.

obscureoldguy

This is good stuff to know!

socxsuallycruel-deactivated2022

please, please, please reblog. reblogging will take one second of your time. meanwhile it could save someone’s entire life.

giuliafc

please reblog!

ninjnerd-anaklusmos

REBLOG RIGHT NOW. As someone who has been in a rough patch for a while, I can deeply understand the severity of this!! Please reblog, it only takes a second. You can save someone's life. You can be a hero, bring the change that the world needs to see!

boomie-123

REBLOG RN. RN. THIS COULD SAVE SOMEONE, YOU CAN BE THAT PERSON!

djungelskogbearofficial

important !!

thefranticfreakshow-deactivated

This has been something I've struggled with for a while now. If enough people had shown me that they actually cared if I lived or died, maybe my state of mind would be different. Maybe I wouldn't have done some of the things I did to myself, that I deeply regret now. Everyone matters, no matter how insignificant you may think you are, don't pick up that blade. Please. It will ruin you. This is important. Please reblog. This can save lives. This can help so many people. This isn't a joke. This is a serious issue that people need to be more aware of.

yourlocalgummybear

Please reblog!

polar-bear-strength

I only have, like, four followers and they all follow my alternate account, but I want to make sure everyone sees it and reblogs.

idkwhatswronginmylife2112

Do not become a statistic on the worldometer website please.

ifeelpissed

Had multiple situations involving friends almost committing, as well as one that mentions it a lot. So I don’t take this stuff lightly. Please re-blog if you see this, thank you.

animentality

#i’m not even catholic and this slaps #anti ai

Enter Afterlife, pt 3/?

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Chords stick inside of his fingers, insistent on getting out into the world.

He stumbles out into the desert, not knowing what he’s meant to do.

☽☾

A cave greets him. The witch figures he has nothing to lose. He enters.

The entrance slams shut behind him, locking him in. A single torch lights his way, illuminating a plaque that reads, “Find the ending, then you shall find yourself.”

He scuffs the dirt with the toe of his boot and screams in frustration.

The only way out is forward, so he goes into the darkness.

Ahead, a pinprick of light catches his eye. It seems to fade in and out of his sight, like it’s swaying in the wind.

The witch wishes he were back in his own realm, but alas. He will get through this no matter what.

He heads for the light, unbothered by the rest of the suffocating darkness. His footsteps echo in the cave’s abyss. The guitar on his back smacks against his shoulders with every step.

The path leads into a slight downhill slope as the light ahead of him gets ever so slightly brighter, becoming larger with every passing minute.

A red cloaked figure appears in the light, which turns out to be a dying campfire. The hood is up, completely covering their face. It tenses up when he gets closer, shoulders drawing up to their ears.

The witch puts his hands up, showing he means no harm. The figure shuffles back a few steps.

They stare at him. Or seems to stare, without having a real face.

“Do you know how to get out of here?”

It perks up at that. Nods excitedly, hood moving back and forth over the void of its face.

One hand is extended to the witch, fingers wiggling expectantly.

The witch takes it reluctantly, fingers becoming clammy at their touch.

They walk through the cave, twisting and turning at random, not talking save for the witch needing to slow down.

It chitters at him sometimes, as if it wants to talk.

“I don’t know what you’re saying,” he admits.

They huff. Chitters to themself, then holds onto him tighter.

“But you understand me?”

They nod.

Interesting. He has now adjusted to the void-like darkness, and can tell they are getting closer to the end. The scent of the cave has changed, becoming cleaner. A brighter layer of rock appears as the walls close in.

The witch shivers. If not for the creature, he would be running to escape.

They carry on, letting go of one another as the walls close in far enough to brush against their shoulders.

Out of nowhere, they burst out into the hot Vegas sun.

The creature shudders.

“Don’t like the light?”

They nod.

The witch looks around, getting his bearings. His internal compass spins around in his skull until it straightens out. He then becomes their leader, taking the creature in the direction of his home.

As it comes into view, he remembers that he is not allowed to have anyone over. Fuck it.

At the studio, the witch clears up the mess he’s managed to make in the few days of living there. The creature sits on the porch, content to stare out into the desert. Being out of the sun seems to help its mood.

This is how the witch met The Other.

#witchzkvlt #witchz #jamie writes