64 (!!!) consecutive days of hitting post limit

Mia/Link/Majora/Rolf (give it up for rolf and his 14 def everybody. more def than IKE) ~ 23 ~ Any Pronouns (he/it esp i think) ~ Aromantic ~ Lesboy ~ Multi Fandom ~ if it seems like im taking a long time to reblog im probably at post limit again ~ pfp credit: @lin-of-the-linkverse ~ post limit tracker updated as of 50st june 2026 (i do not acknowledge ceasars additions to the calendar)

[reckless-libertine]

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead (1990)

Tell me why I can’t stop thinking about them

[theflannelwizard]

Don’t worry, hamlet likes them anyway

[djsoliloquy]

Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead - Tom Stoppard There must have been a moment, at the beginning, where we could have said—no. But somehow we missed it.

[vulpeculavolans]

[ID: Black text on a cream background.It reads:

ROS: They had it in for us, didn’t they? Right from the beginning. Who’d have thought that we were so important? GUIL: But why? Was it all for this? Who are that so much should converge on our little deaths? (In anguish to the PLAYER.) Who are we? PLAYER: You are Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. That is enough. GUIL: No - it is not enough. To be told so little - to such an end - and still finally, to be denied an explanation - PLAYER: In our experience, most things end in death.

End ID]

[imgladyourehereholdme]

how to include ros and guil hardcore making out after they should be dead in my pseudo-serious fanfiction challenge

[princesshamlet-deactivated20210]

- tom stoppard

[there-is-still-some-liquor-left]

tom stoppard claims ros+guild are dead is a “”””tragicomedy””” or whatever……but we ALL know it’s a romcom

[theflannelwizard]

[spacejackass-deactivated2019110]

rosencrantz & guildenstern are those two gays who are always together and are constantly having a little discussion about philosophy out of nowhere bc of extremely miniscule circumstances

ros nearly trips and guil immediately goes off about a divine spirit challenging them and holding metaphorical daggers to their necks and how they need to focus and stop forgetting to turn the stove off and lock the door

[princesshamlet-deactivated20210]

horatio: yo hamlet why’d you get rosencrantz and guildenstern executed

hamlet:

[princesshamlet-deactivated20210]

im in tears

[princesshamlet-deactivated20210]

straight friend groups be like: *blonde girl* *chad* *the funny one* *kyle* *brunette girl* *frat boy*

gay friend groups be like: *theater performer* *two idiots flipping coins* *girl with flowers in her hair* *man hiding in a barrel* *ship full of pirates* *hamlet*

[unintelligible-screaming]

are you a waiting for godot gay or a rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead gay

[benvoolioo]

one of the things i adore about guildenstern is how much he clearly cares about rosencrantz. anytime ros is confused or worried, guildenstern is there to comfort him immediately and try to rationalise everthing so it’s less scary. the gentleness and compassion in his voice is evident, even when you’re just reading the script. god,,, i love them. 

[dogpuppy]

[raytorotakesthefirststep]

Working on poem about AI drop your thoughts please

AI, Am I?

We have opened the gates of thought.

The Web. Conceptually infinite knowledge.

At the touch of a button

You have your answer.

We should be hyper-intelligent.

But what do we see when we open our phones?

“AI Fruit Love Island”

Bananas with big, bulging muscles

Strawberries with indulgent, sensual curves,

The president posted himself as Jesus.

It’s just another Tuesday.

Rotting. We are fruit.

Slop, mush. Seeping into our feeds

The sweet, addictive stench of decay

Eroding our critical thinking.

Eroding our sense of self.

Why think for yourself

When ChatGPT can grammar check your

Thoughts for you

And tell you how important you are along the way

If you want, I can make this thought less abrasive.

To think that social media is where it stops

I would be a fool

Teachers in classrooms handing out packaged garbage

Futures graded by disembodied thought

Raising circuit boards like us

Versions of Y0U that the algorithm prefers

AI, Am I?

20 Years 1nto the Future

The line between human and machine

Will be one of only fl3sh.

We will all be only m3at.

Thought will not make you human.

Apologies, if I make a few mistakes

Like them, I am no longer human

I never really was if talent means nothing now

As long as I can generate, and generate, and generate.

AI, am I?

Music, Art, Spoken Word

In this world, Time Taken to create

Is a con the longer it gets

Instant. Instant is best.

Why carve a sculpture

When you can click Regenerate

20 Years 1nto the Future

Water will run dry.

Like machine, we cool ourselves.

Bottle, after bottle

Oil down our greedy throats

We will just be meat.

Our degenerate generating brains

Scrambling to hold onto any semblance of

Hope. thought. Humanity.

When we can no longer tell who we are.

Who we once were.

AI, am I?

I can generate you an image of your best friend with Trumps Face

I can generate you a loveless love song

Oh look! Strawberrina had babies!

What can’t I do?

If you don’t like it, upgrade for another prompt.

AI, am I?

Like machine, I think.

I create, sloppily, messily

I am messy. I am meat.

But who cares for who we are.

So long as the rich have a hot dog

Dripping in hot mustard

And a pool of mechanical minnows

They will have the privilege we will have lost

The one thing machine never had.

They will have feeling

for £3000 a day.

And the rest of us

Will dreamily call it humanity.

[gay--dog]

im your most embarrassing mutual & you want to give me 1 million dollars and a biiiiig hug and maybe a yummy treat like a cookie

[sleepiestarchivist]

Happy April fools to this tiktoker and this person alone. I can’t listen to The First Step without laughing my ass off thinking about this stupid goddamn video

[enqvpnyqerrzheef]

i made an enclosure for them.

[fishandshesmygills]

it’s so hard for me to not doxx myself every single day btw. my oversharer’s spirit is being stifled by internet safety