When You Make Eye Contact Before Marriage

Daily #27: Sick Patton Headcanons

Sorry for the wait! Here’s Patton’s sick headcanons thing I promised!

Warnings (tell me if I need to add any!!): Sickness, mentions of food, fluff

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So I was bored and just listed all the types of gay I am like:

Art gay

Musical theater gay

A loud, obnoxious gay

A rainbow gay

And then I thought

‘I’m a fucking Roman gay’

So to anyone who is another Roman gay, ily

When your dad tries to guilt trip you into visiting him: “well I guess I’ll just spend the weekend all by myself...”

You say “glad to know we’re on the same page.” Slowly, he will have to adapt to just outright telling you what he thinks instead of playing mind games.

When your friend tries to hint that they’re mad at you without saying anything: “Oh, I’m fine, clearly you don’t need to worry about me,”

You say: “I’m glad you’re doing well. Call me if you want to talk, though!” Soon enough, they will accept that they can’t be passive aggressive with you.

When your boyfriend says: “All your friends are great, I really love *insert male friend* especially.”

You say: “I’m so glad you like my friends! I should invite them back soon.” He needs to understand that if he has a problem with your friends, he needs to just voice his concerns instead of being sarcastic and accusatory.

As someone who has lived through several toxic relationships and has an abusive father, I think one of the most important manipulation tools a toxic person has is excessive subtext and hidden meanings in their conversation. It hides all of the actual fighting from the eyes of onlookers while still hurting you, which is scary and makes you feel like you’re making it all up. Don’t put up with this bs. Make them stop hiding.

Make. Them. Say. What. They. Mean.

This looks so freaky

my favorite place on the dream smp right now is abandoned pogtopia.

it is truly the one place that has been completely frozen in time. it hasn't been touched since November 16th, and you can feel the pain of that day embedded in the walls.

it feels wrong to even go back to it. you'd have see the remnants of c!wilbur. the buttons on the walls, the messy tunnel from pogtopia to manberg, the old potato farm, the pit, the spiral staircase used to even reach it. the chests and bed are still sitting at its entrance, almost completely untouched. the entire place essentially documents c!wilbur's descent into paranoia and mental decline, with c!tommy being a witness and a victim to all of it.

and yet, when people do revisit, they don't stay for long. it just feels so haunting. as if you shouldn't go back to it. you shouldn't be there, and the ambiance of the place let's you know that.

smash that fuckin reblog button if you want a hug from phil lester

I love 9’6 (?) bbh

if i was nine feet tall i would simply carry around my friends

So I went to buy a pizza and I saw a cat so ofc I pet it so then the cat SITS ON MY LAP and I need to go get my order so I’m just sitting here with this cat laying on me

I’ve started watching Etho’s pov and I found this-

The fore has been shadowing!!