I'm trying to prove something.
So my sister and I went to Barnes and Nobles the other day to get more Percy Jackson books because she started reading the series and we passed a cut-out of Nick and Charlie (from Heartstopper) kissing and she asked if that was Percy and Jason (from Percy Jackson). I burst out laughing and my sister just looked at me like I was crazy.
I saw this picture the other day. I’m not sure where it came from, but it’s pretty funny.
Just imagine the print on an apron.
Adam is just your average suburban dad, except in hell. He wears white new balances and grills on a charcoal grill while wearing an apron that says something stupid on it
Let's make a contest. Leave in the replies what Adam's apron would say. Funniest answer gets uuhhhhh, their apron drawn LMAO
My depression isn't everywhere, all at once. It isn't always on my mind. It's more like a well. Yeah, it's there, but I don't really acknowledge it sometimes. But other times, usually late at night, the well is highlighted. It's the only thing I can think of, the desire to die lapping against the sides below. Occasionally, it comes up in a bucket and I can't think. Those are the times when I cut, starve, burn, or otherwise hurt myself. Right now, the water is rising and the well is getting larger. It's bigger than it ever has been before, and the skies are looking dark. I just hope that there isn't a flood soon.
reblog to scare the aphobes
Everyone has a theory about how to tell if a demon sold their soul to someone in Hazbin Hotel, and most people think that you need to look at their eyes, right? I think you need to look at their neck. If a demon has sold their soul, they wear a black collar.
Angel Dust is the most obvious example of this case. He sold his soul to Valentino, and he obviously has a collar on his neck.
Now we have Nifty and Husk. We can’t see either of their collars because their covered up, but Alastor obviously owns their soul, so we might see one of their tie things come off.
Alastor is speculated to have sold his soul to Lilith to gain more power. He doesn’t like that fact, as we can see in episode 5, so he covers it up. This could also be why he gets so mad when Sir Pentious rips his suit.
Finally, we have Vaggie. Now, I know she didn’t sell her soul or anything, but she IS a fallen angel. There has to be some connotation between the two. I just can’t think of it right now.
We can also see that a demon who owns a soul can leash the demon whose soul they have. Obviously, we can see this with Alastor and Husk in episode 5, and with Angel and Valentino in episode 4.
Now, I don’t exactly know how to tell if someone owns a soul, but I’ll figure it out soon.
I feel so bad for not writing anything. It's not like I have writers block - there are a surplus of ideas in my head. I just can't put them to paper. My depression has just made it so it's hard for me to start writing, and once I do, I don't have any energy left over to actually write. And then I see posts saying, "If you want more fan-fiction, make it yourself". Like, I'M TRYING. I just can't right now. Or maybe even ever. Who knows? I sure as hell don't.
I’m just about to come out to my parents. I said (posted) earlier that I already told them I was Ace, but I feel like they kinda forgot about it. Plus, this time, I’m going to come out as AroAce and genderfluid. (I know I said I was demifluid, but I realizes otherwise.) Hope and pray for me. I’m pretty sure they’ll accept me (at least the AroAce part), but I don’t know about the Gender-fluid part. They’ve made some transphobic remarks before, so I’m super effin’ nervous. I’ll update later on, after I come out.
I don't like AI. Sure, it can do things instantly when a human would take months to do it. But that's not the point of art. Art is to express your creativity and thought process. AI strips all that away. Why would I want to look at a painting that was made in two seconds and looks off when I could marvel at one that looks ethereal and I know took the artist weeks of missing sleep and doubting and smeared colours on a canvas? Why would I want to read a flat book with over exaggerated things when I can read one that had wondering walks in a park behind it. That had hours of sitting in a beanbag thinking of another word for "say" because you used it thrice in the last two paragraphs already, that had early morning at IHOP shoveling pancakes into your mouth scribbling an idea onto a slightly dirty napkin only to realize that the idea's already been written before?
AI strips away the soul and heart that makes a piece if work so awe-inspiring. It's dead. Hollow. Utterly useless and undeserving of being compared to the likes of artists everywhere.
I still like Luke from PJO; I don’t think he’s a villain. Imagine you spend your childhood not knowing who your dad is and being left with a crazy woman who’s also your mother and can’t even recognize you, not to mention the psychotic episodes. Then you decide to run away with a GOLF CLUB for defense and find 2 other lonely kids on the street that you practically adopt and THEN you finally make it to a spot you were suppposed to be safe at only to be ambushed my a monster that kills your best friend who gets turned into a tree. Then you get shoved into a cabin with 50 other kids and never get sent on a quest even though you’ve been there the longest and was a permanent member and newbies are getting sent out despite your experience. And THEN your dead beat father finally sends you on a quest only for you to gain a scar across your eye and to almost die and then come back to camp realizing you still have to sleep in the same place with 50 other random kids. Bro that be traumatizing enough for anyone. Not to mention he’s only 19 and was 14 when he adopted two other kids. Bro just felt angsty for a second and then some dude comes along like “I’ll make everything better, I swear. I’m powerful enough”. ANYONE would take that offer. Then, his is (practically) little sister betrays him and the “good guy” from earlier ends up controlling his mind and possessing his body, making him betray everyone he’s ever loved.