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bergentruckung

can we just appreciate everything that’s happening in the backgrounds of the pool party splash arts?

beach ball orianna

kha’zix divebombing

gragas and lulu on the diving board together oh dear

blue zac

nami being nami

lux and taric doing something????

fucking aaTROX IN A SPEEDO

maxeth

"Vayne Top ready…screw the meta."

"The jungle and my blade is yours."

"Time to win bot lane with my…jungle…support? What."

"GUYS, I CAN’T REACH THE CAMERA."

techtonicactivity

Jayce getting a kill as quickly and efficiently as possible

emmanectric-blog

Holy shit Im dying

thearchiveofwuju-blog

//Master Yi has been through so many incarnations in his short life

There’s one thousand years old Yi

Then there second Yi who is quite similar to first Yi but has the scar on his face. Maybe they’re the same person but Iunno

Then there is angry ass Yi who fully fleshed out his beard.

And then there is current Yi who shaved it off and got a heavy tan.

Don’t even get me started on these two

prinnydoood

Slip memes directly into people’s minds

techtonicactivity

Hey that’s a nice dragon you guys have there

(LeagueofVictory is now TechtonicActivity!)

yttp-archive

【LoL】Varus | CalLas [pixiv]

mokouze

Heartseeker Varus | Mokouze [pixiv]

yttp-archive

Weekly League - Varus~ by AttilaNeto

little-tiny-teemo

RITO PLS

briarwulf

I laminated a paper towel

sookybrat-deactivated20221020

why does this have 31 thousand notes

glitterorgy

You made it useless but also prevented it from the end it was predestined for.

heckyeah-horseshoecrabs

But wait this is actually freaking me out though, it raises so many questions about the otherwise incomprehensible meaning of life as a collective whole versus personal sustenance and longevity

Imagine if one day you were given a choice: Become immortal and indestructible for eternity, unable to be harmed by anything ever again, and get to live forever.

However, in order to achieve that you must give up whatever your purpose in life is. Whatever it is that you were always meant to do, what you were supposed to contribute to the overall scheme and future of the life of the universe, your purpose… the whole reason you were even created, even born in the first place. You must give that up. You don’t know what that is. You’ll never know; But, regardless, you say yes.

Perhaps you assume you wouldn’t have made any sort of significant difference anyway. That butterfly effect theory or whatever they call it? Nah, you call bullshit. It doesn’t matter - you don’t matter, at least not to anything outside of your immediate connections - and it’ll all be fine, and you’ll just live forever with minimal (or maybe even no) consequences.

So, yay! You’re now immortal. You’ll never die or get hurt ever again. Wee!

But then, centuries and centuries later (not to mention that by this point you’ve gone through horrible heartbreak and misery and despair because every loved one you ever had, every friend you ever made, ever person you barely got to know, has passed away, died as you lived on long without them, helpless to do anything for them as you watched them perish, unable to ever go with them or ever see them again. But I digress), now, you learn you actually were important in the grand scheme of things. You were supposed to be a key factor in the world’s survival, long ago; but, because of the choice you made (immortality over individual purpose), you were never given the knowledge or awareness or resources or ability to save the world that you were always supposed to obtain, before you unknowingly made the wrongest choice to ever wrong.

Needless to say, you’ve fucked up big time.

The entire universe as we know it is destroyed soon after this horrifying revelation. It implodes, collapses in on itself, essentially forming a massive black hole or something. Stars, nebulae, galaxies, solar systems and planets, worlds and worlds of living people and things, and light-years of time and space and life, all sucked up into absolute, indefinite nothingness.

But you remain.

Just you. Floating amongst, spiraling around, rocketing through, suspended in… nothing. With a feeling of such unbelievable loneliness that your feeble brain can hardly perceive, can’t possibly hope to comprehend. Not only are you the only living thing left, you don’t even have one inanimate object to keep you company. You have literally. Nothing. And you are literally nowhere. I mean, technically, you are now the universe - if it would bring you petty comfort to think about it that way. You. Only you. With nothing, no one, nowhere. Forever. And ever. And ever.

All because you thought you didn’t matter. That you had no real, meaningful purpose. That you could never possibly make a difference.

But you did. And now look what you’ve gotten yourself into, you silly nugget. You’re gonna be pretty bored and lonely for that eternity, huh?

Or maybe it was out of selfishness. Maybe this wasn’t because you felt useless, but because you simply only cared about prolonging your own life and nothing else. Hm.

The moral here? Be selfless, and always know and remember that you matter.

Or else, one day, you might destroy the universe. And be left to suffer, and be tortured horribly and endlessly by the void of nothingness that has consumed you. With no way to escape. Ever.

Other moral because I got sidetracked from my initial point - all things considered, would you choose longevity over purpose? Immortality over meaning?

OR, IDK, MAYBE SOME IDIOT JUST LAMINATED A STUPID PIECE OF PAPER TOWEL FOR NO GOOD REASON

AND MAYBE I SHOULDNT BE LOOKING FOR THE ANSWERS TO THE MEANING OF OUR SHORT, FRAGILE LIVES IN

A LAMINATED

PAPER

T OW E L

IDK MAN,

I D K