Bc once your age hits a 'serious' number, you start to think - "damn, I should probably stop geeking and get more serious." But then you scroll and see a 34y/o woman writing fics after driving her kids to school, a 40y/o dude making fanart of his fav super heroes and you realize - "nah, I'm actually good"
Sometimes i look at the world and remember why most of what i look at on the internet is gravity falls fanfic. Goddamn everything is on fire, but at least we have scientists with npd and evil gay triangles and old men punching the shit out of anything that threatens their families and redemption arc aus and hurt no comfort and mullet stan doodles and fanmade ocs and salamander deities and weird books
5000 NOTES ‼️‼️
I still do not know why this is my biggest post, where do yall keep finding it
Being jurgen leitner the day that gerry almost killed him was probably really surreal. Imagine you’re minding your business, collecting fucked up books, and out of nowhere this goth guy covered in eye tattoos shows up and beats you half to death, then stops, goes, “no you’re too pathetic to be jurgen leitner” and leaves without further elaboration. And you dont correct him, you like being alive after all, and after that you just… continue with your life. And then several years later you tell this to some random guy in the tunnels you’ve been hiding in, and he not only knows who the goth was, but seems somewhat fond of the goth. And then you get brutal pipe murdered by the random guy’s boss. Oops
These are some quality states right here. Callasha is quite nice this time of year
Frank could you please draw us a map of all the places you’ve been to?
Sure! Here you go:
i think what michael shelley wanted more than anything was to be loved or even just appreciated, but in the neurodivergent way where you think that the reason you aren't recognized is because you haven't done enough rather than because the people you want recognition from won't give it to you
the distortion reflects this by being bizarrely overt, making campaigns of terror against specific people, being the center (or at least a very hard-to-ignore presence) in the lives of its victims, rather than eating them outright or befriending them like helen does (which reflects a much more businesslike "get the job done, make some connections, and move on" attitude that likely reflects her job when she was human)
Had a moment halfway through this where I was like “hm. This list seems. Familiar. OH WAIT”
I truly hate the word “unalive.” There are so many other euphemisms that fictional Italian mobsters worked so hard to provide you with and you just ignore them.
nothings really all that real. like time is split into 12s and 60s because of sumerians and babylonians. the ideal ratio of oxygen to carbon dioxide is based on what it was when our specific shape of stupid meatsack evolved and thus what were adapted to. we make noises into our electronic boxes all day and they get turned into and exist as 1s and 0s on a server somewhere until someone else asks the server to show it to them at which point they're converted back into something people can read. or maybe they can't read it so they send it to another server that changes it from one human language to another and then shows the translated version, represented by a different sequence of 1s and 0s, to them. sometimes a lightbulb burns out because too much charge ran through it. your walls might have asbestos on them because it was a really pretty green and they didnt know it was toxic yet. you can actually buy peppermint bark at any time of year, its just harder to find them in spring. people do yoga with goats. pomeranians and great danes are the same species. you can usually extract an image from a webpage by going through devtools, which i only learned how to do because i wanted to see someones discord profile in higher definition. you can go to a pharmacy and get hair dye, ibuprofen, nail polish, and a candy bar in the same trip.
seriously this existence is completely arbitrary and mostly artificial and we should all just chill the fuck out. i advocate being nice to each other because nothing really matters so why make things worse?
type prevs url with your eyes closed in the tags
A lot of people draw needles as a goofy spikeball, but we know they look roughly like a normal person until you get too close. So I propose this: yknow how sometimes when you get a splinter there’s a sharp bit poking out that you can’t really see but you can feel if you touch the splinter? He’s covered in tiny invisible razor-thin spines that at a distance might appear in weird lighting conditions as a funky halo. Only after you get within arms reach do you see the spikes. And of course, by then they’re embedded in your skin, and we all know how painful and hard to remove splinters are
Okay entirely ignoring the fact none of us know what the fuck is actually going on in tmp 8, can we take a moment to just feel happy for Gerry. He was so happy, 'deeply, plainly happy' according to the script.
Gerry who in his last moments turned his back on his mother. Gerry who couldn't kill Jurgen Leitner. Gerry who was betrayed by everyone he ever knew in life. Gerry who never knew how much his father loved him. Gerry who always wanted friends. Gerry who was ready to go.
Whether tmp Gerry is the same Gerry from tma, him being happy in any capacity brings me a world of peace.
ANOTHER WEIRD BROKEN POST FOR THE COLLECTION
How is bnha anime of the decade...... they aren’t even anime of the hour of the minute of the second
Gremlin that visits random tags and profiles and likes 50 things and is never seen againMostly tma fandom thoughts tbhYippie
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