Two different types of men and I sadly love both LMAO
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Two different types of men and I sadly love both LMAO
they're arguing about gems maybe
"You know, I try to be as quiet as possible when I'm clearing out your shipping bin overnight…
But I'm always tempted to knock and say hello."
Been playing Fields of Mistria recently, wanted to doodle this cute line from Balor 🤧 There are quite a few fun lines in this game-
I am very normal about them mhm
The Summer Hikaru Died is like. what if you believed you were a disgusting monster for being gay. but then you meet a real monster, and over time you start to believe that even this monster deserves to be safe and happy, and it's the first time you start allowing yourself to believe that maybe you do too. what if I cried one million tears forever
you are my monster
consume | expel
“your friend is dead, and their corpse is inhabited by something only you can see for what it truly is" is already good horror. but "you begin to love the thing that wears their face"? the blasphemy of it. terror turning into desire. grief turning into longing. being enticed by what should repel you. it twists the knife deeper, because the horror is not based on deception anymore. the fear comes from recognizing the monster in its raw form and finding beauty there. you're not clinging to scraps of your friend, you're surrendering to something other, something wrong, and loving it. you're not holding onto a ghost of the past, it’s the monster itself that you choose
This feels so gross… this feels good
no dude it's so cool how attached you are to that character who is singled out and ostracized due to the external monstrousness that clashes with their internal spark of humanity. and i love how drawn you are to themes of horror and love, nature versus nurture, otherness, isolation, and the abject. i bet you have normal feelings about your own personhood
i went and binged The Summer Hikaru Died and I AM NOT WELL DAWG
the author's barely disguised longing for a kinder world
my farmer x march >:3
smol guy doesn't like the new guy/girl in town....
one man's hyperfixation is another man's blocked tag
Sometimes a beloved mutual transitions and starts frequenting places you wouldn't go yourself, yk?
when your beloved mutual suddenly joins a fandom you have no interest in
it’s a beautiful day to ominously wingman for your unwilling vessel
forgive him now.