You.

no wait this is the most alive ive felt in months someone announce something else batshit lets keep this shit train going what im feeling is not serotonin but BOY is it getting my blood pumping

one of my favorite experiences in this fandom is being on my dash and coming across a long meta essay passionately analyzing characters and making points abc based on evidence xyz, reading it, and then scrolling down to find another meta essay directly below it that extensively and fervently argues the exact opposite

but how AM i gonna be an octopus about this??? ://

physically i’m here. mentally i’m in the hollowed out trunk of an ancient oak. i do not move, moss grows over me and i become a part of the forest. animals walk past me without fear, for i am not a threat. i photosynthesize and live as one with nature. we, the forest, are at peace.

you, both figuratively and literally, are a ghost of who you once were.

part 1

i wonder if tommy misses his alive brother. not because he likes the personality, the thinking, or anything of alive wilbur - but because alive wilbur was his brother and without all his memories he’s just not wilbur. ghostbur is his brother and not at the same time.

please note that this is non-canonical (it didn’t happen) & it was written on dec 5th, before the bulk of Tommy’s Exile.

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are. are keyboard smashes a thing. on tumblr.

i love having mutuals who are the authority on a specific fictional character

all I want is to have a room that looks like I'm old biology professor whose been away from human civilization for half a century in the forest who spends my evenings reading old books researching about cryptids with my cat surrounded by my many treasures and trinkets I've collected over the years and my many, many growing plants that nearly take over all of my house.

Lil drawings of ghosts based on some synonyms for ‘ghost’ & what vibes I get from each one.