#holy shit im gonna cry

[notahorseindisguise]

I'm so sorry you're hurting yourself like this. You're clearly an autistic young woman. I hope you get the help you need ❤️

thank you so much!! i really needed this encouragement. it means so much to hear you call me a woman, especially since im a cisgender male.

i will get the help i need! ill look into hormone replacement therapy and become the beautiful autistic young woman you see inside me!!

[yaoivsyuri]

HSJANSNAKS

[manifall-moved]

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[blue-lollipops-and-ice-clouds]

(Source)

[cdmodule]

I don't think I will ever recover

[bakersfield-row]

I love Radiohead. No, you don't understand. I love Radiohead. They are the best. Nothing is better than Radiohead. No, you don't understand. They are genius. Not just ok, genius. No, there are no other good bands. They are the best band. It makes me sad you don't understand that. Radiohead is more than a band. The Bends is entry level. I love Radiohead. I love them. King of Limbs will be genius. Everything they do is genius. I would die for them. You need to hear more of their music. I should tie you up in a room and make you listen to their entire catalog. Then you would understand how brilliant they are. You just don't understand them. I love Radiohead. They are my religion. If you don't love Radiohead, then I cannot understand you. They are great. I wish they were air so I could breathe them. I wish Radiohead was water so I could drink them and have them inside of me. All of their songs are amazing. All of them. I love Radiohead. They are more important than you. They are more important than any of us. You don't understand their greatness. I love Radiohead. I should kill you and stuff a stereo into your corpse so your body will sing Radiohead. I'm just high on my love for all things Radiohead. I am not crazy, I just appreciate Radiohead. They are my favorite band. I have all of their albums. They are smart, they make people download. You just don't understand them. I wish I could take a bath in Radiohead. I would like to soak in all the greatness of their art. They are artists. Radiohead is more important than you or me. You just don't understand. I love them. You need to listen to Radiohead. You should listen to their new album. It will teach you things. I love Hail to the Thief. I love Thom Yorke. I love In Rainbows. Thom Yorke is the new religion.

(Also here to remind yall to try to support artists directly since Spotify barely gives them shit)

[eidolons-stuff]

Enid: *sobs* "I have never known someone like Wednesday before. She's blunt, doesn't care what others think, a little rude at times. When I first met her, I didn't understand her and dismissed her as cruel. Though, I couldn't help but feel drawn to her. I kept telling myself 'why are you bothering? she's rude and doesn't care about you' yet I kept trying to be her friend for some reason. At some point, I realised that my effort was more than just a desire for friendship. I knew it was ridiculous. How could I be attracted to her? How could I like someone like her? Even worse... how could she ever like someone like me??"

[alex106]

OMG??? WHAT

[sleep-nurse]

Hima!!111 (i tried my best really... thats literally my 2nd time drawing something in paint.......)

OUGGHHHHTUUTJKHGHGHHGGOIUGOIUOIG90UG90UG9U090UG9UI0G90UIOEJ5TDMYRHIOUBHHOHOI89HDJFBTINO8EKTTT💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

[kitamars]

i’ve never drawn him with the mask this is a travesty

[strayklds]

light of my life love of my life etc etc etc

[ajokeformur-ray]

with the sequel coming out, tell me again how you and arthur first fell in love! how did you meet! i wanna know your story!

I forgot the original story I had for us five years ago (I feel like it was that I saw Carnival dancing in the street, fell head over heels for this smiley clown, and approached him on a break to tell him I loved his dancing, but I could be wrong), so I have a new one which fits better the person I am now.🥺🙏 This is the SWEETEST ask and has me melting, I'm struggling so badly right now trying to balance everything going on and this ask is the perfect thing to give me five minutes to myself 🥺❤️❤️❤️❤️ I hope you enjoy the story!!

Arthur and I had a meet cute.

During the bus scene, we noticed that the lady never handed Arthur his card back even though she would have seen the text asking for the card to be returned (😡). So I can only assume she threw it on the floor or left it on the seat, I highly doubt she would have snatched the card and then taken it with her.

I was sat in the row directly behind Arthur so I saw and heard everything. His exchange with the child, the woman being rude (she was probably overworked, stressed and tired but there's no need to be rude to someone, especially if they've gone out of their way to try to cheer your baby up🥺), the sharp flick of laminated card as it hit the dirty bus floor.

I stared at that white card poking out from underneath her chair for the rest of the bus ride home, focusing on it to make sure I didn't forget to pick it up. I wanted to see what it said, and if it was indeed the man's in front of me then I'd return it to him.

(In real life I have run after people, total strangers, to give them back wallets, keys etc if they accidentally lose them on the bus, even if it isn't my stop; I can easily walk the rest of the way, that person needs their possession back way more.)

So when the bus stops and the man gets off, I remembered that Helm's Pharmacy carries my specific hair oil and I'm down to a third of a bottle so I need some more (my hair uses a lot of oil as it's a part of my daily routine and I will lose my shit if I don't have enough for the day's routine). I get up too, bending down to grab the small card on the way out.

It's nothing I haven't heard before as a psychology and counselling honours degree student, but the "please return this card" catches my attention and I'm so focused on reading the card that I almost walk right into Arthur's back as he stops to open the pharmacy door. I don't even remember getting off the bus; my body knows every part of my day because I live the same one over and over again without reprieve (but many complaints).

"Oh, shit! I'm so sorry, I was miles away." I am stammering, verbally tripping over myself as the man, his shoulders hunched up to his neck like he's expecting an attack, turns around. "I'm so sorry, really, it's just I realised you never got this card returned and I wanted to give it to you in case you need it, it looks well used and I'm so sorry I almost -"

My anxious rambling is cut off by a quiet high pitched giggle. Like recognises like as his ocean greens meet my hazel with green and gold flecks, and I fall instantly in love with the man whose name I don't know yet.

He waves a hand dismissively, and I hold his card out.

"Here, I'm so sorry again."

Arthur takes the card from me and stuffs into haphazardly into his pocket. I notice the colour of his jacket, his gorgeous eyes, those romantic dark curls, the nicotine stains on his fingers, the way he's wincing under the bright artificial lights of the pharmacy, and as I'm looking at Arthur, he's looking at me. I don't know what he's noticing about me, I've just finished work so I look an awful mess. Black bags under my eyes from weeks of sleep deprivation, messy hair falling out of its braid. A girl crumbling under the weight of the world and hoping she can keep it together long enough that no one will notice until she can get back to her bedroom and shatter. Only to pick herself up in the morning and do it all over again.

It's so similar to Arthur's mantra of step step step, but I don't know that, not yet.

"Th-thank you," Arthur stammers, sweeping a hand through his curls. I haven't realised we're both moving through the aisles to get what we need, and probably have been since I ran into him. I see my expensive hair oil and swipe two bottles, wincing at the price but willing to pay it for my favourite body part. I joke that it makes up for the rest of me... People always laugh but no one's realised yet that I'm being serious when I say it. In time, Arthur will, and he'll scold me for it. And I'll only smile, because he sees me and loves me all the same.

"You're welcome." I remember my manners and rush to introduce myself. "I'm sorry again to run into you, I'm Erika."

"Erika." Arthur repeats my name as he queues up for the prescription counter; I stand beside him. "My name's Arthur. Arthur Fleck."

And something inside me sighs in relief and whispers deep in the back of my mind, "oh, there you are."

[styx142]

Holy shit??? My theory was RIGHT?

THEY DIDNT PUT THE MAGIC BACK???

(Well shit man, I was gonna write a fic about this but too late ig??)

Still like… dude I loved this show sm, it was so fun to watch. I really hope this isn’t the end of Adventure Time, I feel like we could still get a lot out of it. I would love to see more of these goobers.

I do wish we got to see a few more realities, the ones we did see were all so fun and creative, it would’ve been interesting to see what else there is.

One thing that bugs me is that it’s never actually explained why things keep just changing into other objects? Like BMO becoming an alarm clock, the garlic bomb becoming a normal clove of garlic, etc.

They never actually explained how that worked or why it happened, just sorta left it there? I’m hoping it’s some sort of set-up for a future thing and not just a loose plot thread. At least it can work as a cool fanfic setup for now?

Overall, I fucking loved this show and it feels like there could be so much more yet to come. It’s also chock full of fuel for fan content, so I do hope we can see some of that.

[jocelynmakenna]

I'm. I'm fucking broken. I just watched the Loki finale. Loki's journey from the first episode to now. His glorious purpose, to be the king of the gods. He went from being power hungry to just wanting to protect his friends to understanding what a wonderful glorious burden his true role is. To protect everyone and everything. What a character arc. What a show.

And I'm gonna be so fucking mad when the next project fuckiNG RUINS IT GOD DAMN

[spaciebabie]

i got an influx of ppl in my inbox and its a tie between ppl wanting 2 fuck MXES so fucking badly and ppl saying they think its the ugliest thing they've seen

[prentissology]

the notion that there are still other gwen stacy's out there in the multiverse breaks my heart a little because then the premonition of gwen meeting a gwen stacy who is happy is now entirely plausible