lailaka

I usually just reblog stuff. They/he btw. can't donate to anything, I'm so sorry

[x-everyday-or-so]

X biting Four bc revenge

Day 287

I've been sewing all day and my body hurts like hell </3

[hellspawnmotel]

we'll always love you, but

that's not the point

[dkristadk]

Give me chelley art request <3

[dkristadk]

Give me chelley art request <3

[probablytart]

Ok... but what if the tumblr icon chain was a caterpillar...

This came to me in a vision when I was stimming with the icons on my phone.

[thelastsongimwastingonyou]

no way

[thelastsongimwastingonyou]

[ashtabharya-deactivated20240717]

[sea-parrot]

You wake up one morning, and feel something is off. Your pillow smells strangely sweet. You’re still groggy with sleep, and try to hug your pillow closer. A piece of it simply breaks in your hand. It is made of chocolate.

You try to pull the blanket off of yourself, and you realize that, it too, is made of chocolate. You try to shake it off, and step out of bed. Your carpet feels strangely spongy. You look down, only to realize it’s actually cake. Lovingly baked, and smelling of sweet fruit. You grab a piece, and cautiously take a bite. It is one of the most delicious cakes you have ever eaten.

You get up, confused, and exit your room to see if the rest of your house is like this. The door handle melts in your hand as you hold onto it, and covers it with dark chocolate carefully painted gold. The rest of the carpet on the floor is still cake, the guardrails on the stairs leading down are tempered chocolate, the tiles on the floor are the same, the windows are sugar glass, everything is edible.

You run outside, knocking over the lovingly crafted chocolate front door in a panic.

You realize, in horror, that your house was not an exception. The bushes, the grass, the asphalt on the road, the trees, birds, the world itself, is chocolate.

Somewhere, not too far away, stands a man. Amaury fucking Guichon.

[i-like-reblog-maps]

[sea-parrot]

You wake up one morning, and feel something is off. Your pillow smells strangely sweet. You’re still groggy with sleep, and try to hug your pillow closer. A piece of it simply breaks in your hand. It is made of chocolate.

You try to pull the blanket off of yourself, and you realize that, it too, is made of chocolate. You try to shake it off, and step out of bed. Your carpet feels strangely spongy. You look down, only to realize it’s actually cake. Lovingly baked, and smelling of sweet fruit. You grab a piece, and cautiously take a bite. It is one of the most delicious cakes you have ever eaten.

You get up, confused, and exit your room to see if the rest of your house is like this. The door handle melts in your hand as you hold onto it, and covers it with dark chocolate carefully painted gold. The rest of the carpet on the floor is still cake, the guardrails on the stairs leading down are tempered chocolate, the tiles on the floor are the same, the windows are sugar glass, everything is edible.

You run outside, knocking over the lovingly crafted chocolate front door in a panic.

You realize, in horror, that your house was not an exception. The bushes, the grass, the asphalt on the road, the trees, birds, the world itself, is chocolate.

Somewhere, not too far away, stands a man. Amaury fucking Guichon.

[i-like-reblog-maps]

[akiragatr]

YOU! RANDOM CITIZEN!

🫵

What was the last fresh fruit you ate?

[twixie-forever]

an unexpected confession

[bluehairedspidey]

[local7683]

Is this anything

[byjove]

when you’re checking the news and it’s gut punch after gut punch, ‘we are so beyond fucked’ type stuff and then there is an article about a truck spilling 2 tons of squid on the road in Rhode Island and you’re like “damn that’s crazy”

[byjove]

“I don’t know if I will ever see peace in my lifetime. I am so scared for the future and so angry at the present. I weep for humanity- 2 TONS? OF SQUID?”

[lavender--lemonade]

This is why I get all my news from Tumblr, The Daily Show, and John Oliver.

[byjove]

Don’t. I have been spreading misinformation. It was actually 20 tons of squid. Not 2 tons. 40,000 pounds of squid. Astronomical unfathomable amount of squid.

[manic-draws]

Had to post this gem

[iphigeniacomplex]

[girl in a low cut top voice] i just dont know what it is but everyone is being sooo nice to me today….[grows grave and guarded] they’re conspiring against my reign and they think me a fool

[miametropolis]

and what if I told you nine was less afraid of love than ten. what then.

[miseria-fortes-viros]

for a moment i lived in a beautiful world where doctor who didn’t exist and this was simply a seven-ate-nine joke too layered for me to understand