#hhhhmmmm

[lucius-illusions]

i should make an oc just so they can suffer of MY problems instead of me

hhhhmmmmmmmm

im a geniuussss

[protesilauss]

Does anyone else have The Curse ™️ where they can’t think of another media without thinking. Hmmmmmm how can I make this about my all time favorite…..,,

[silly-little-switch]

*They continued absentmindedly fidgeting, their claws tapping, sometimes random, sometimes it seemed to be following some kind of tune in their head.*

"...We do not even know how to go back to where we were-" *They admitted quietly to themselves.*

"And we don't- exactly want to, either.. Uno is not a fun eternity. No one even knows how to play!" *They got frustrated, causing their claws to press a bit more- they didn't do damage, thankfully, but it was definitely a bit more noticeable-*

-🩸🌓

*Sun would flinch, jumping a little,*

“ahh-ha- hmh- whhat are you guys rambling about now..-?”

*he'd turn his head to the side to look at them, holding the pillow under his head*

[linfernomio]

hmmm. i'm constantly nauseous lately and i started getting dizzy today. i also will have to drink tomorrow because it's my friend's birthday but it feels like i actually might die from it

[girlalcuin]

i was about to write, "sorry for not posting much lately" [implicit completion: i have a life]. but it's not really the message i am trying to convey: i feel some kind of way about not posting more, feeling more nostalgic than sorry for anyone, either whoever reads my posts or myself. and that's because posting on tumblr, whether it's shitposts or longer, more detailed diary-like entries, is something that i've grown accustomed to and fond of in all these years i've spent on the site: sharing in comfortable anonimity and relative facelessness is truly a pillar of this site and one of the things that i think keeps people coming back lastingly. maybe this is a love letter (post?) to posting. i've resorted to posting to vent out my feelings or just write something funny throughout my adolescence, honing my grasp on the english language, and carried the habit through early adulthood, and now i'm here, just past the threshold of my mid-twenties. sitting down at my pc and taking a moment to write down a post like i've done countless times. without the ever-expanding anguish pit in my stomach requiring sacrifices. i still have to ponder whether i am losing a part of myself, or just evolving my relationship with it, and whether it's a matter of grief, acceptance or change. maybe it's everything and maybe it's nothing.

[dunkinbublin]

man i wanna do a daily art thing now but i know id flake so bad MMMM

[robinsteve]

but wait why does max have her shoes off

[maiz-of-light]

Wasn’t gonna share, but the world could always use more Ghiralink smut content. >_> <_<

Nsfw under the cut, cw for nudity (no private bits tho) and light bondage. ;-;