#i want to strangle someone

[itsjustkeira]

No because Loki got the 2 things he DIDN'T want.

"I don't want to be alone."

"I never wanted a throne!"

AND HE GOT BOTH OF THOSE THINGS, WHY DO THEY HATE LOKI SO MUCH AGHHHHHHH

[mini-detective-conan]

I'll say this once, and I'll say it again.

Shinichi. Kudo. Is. Not. Kaitou. KID's. HUSBANDO! HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND, WHO COULD PROBABLY KILL GOD IF SHE WANTED TO! IF I SEE ANOTHER KAISHIN POST, I AM GOING TO COMMIT MURDER! AND I AM A HOMICIDE DETECTIVE!

[omg-ame-chan]

this thing can go STRAIGHT to hell fuck you i hate you

[its-tea-time-darling]

FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE trying to cancel my phone subscription

[nadhie]

I'd forgotten how absolutely rage inducing mario kart is 👺

[kiki-gorse]

There wasn't enough space on my computer for the new update (even if I deleted almost everything) but luckily my mum had a phone she didn't use, well lookie what happened here!!

MOTHER FUCKERS IT LITERALLY HAS NOTHING ELSE ON IT!!!

[fabulouslygaybean]

yayyyy. i got swarmed by staff members because of a bullshit law our cunt of a governor put in place. i love having to state that i have a vagina to 3-4 grown adults who cornered an 18yr old in a public fucking bathroom. this is amazing and lovely and i love our government and our school system and our state

[mirick-vn]

do yall ever get like, really mad, but you're just... too tired to be mad??

[tzumie]

Manager didnt order fry filters so theyre coming late so we have like 2 weeks of doing it by hand

[camisdreaming]

Dream #1

Date: 8th of July 2023

Subjects: kidnapping, women, fantasy

(Part 1)

I don't know how long I've been locked in this room. All I know is that I must not disobey her. Otherwise her claws will slowly dig into my skin, or my head will sink in water, or my neck will be surrounded by a black band that will make me breathe less and less, or many other things that I'm afraid to even name.

The room has depressing grey walls and no light from the sun. The only good thing is that I am never alone. In the room lie three other girls with me. And when I'm with her, well there's her and her men in charge. Although when I'm with her I really prefer to be alone.

I hear the door squeak, a hand rests on the back of my neck, squeezing it through the curtain that separates us. I can't see her, but I can feel her nails digging into my skin, ruffling my hair. I freeze. I hear the lady say something, something I don't even have to hear to know what it is. The torture is coming. I hope it's not mine, I've been her favourite this week. She always compliments my golden hair, as she digs her long fingernails into my scalp and pulls my locks into her face.

Her face doesn't quite show. Her eyes and nose are covered by a black cloth, exposing only her full, full lips, which contrast with her white teeth when she smiles. Though, you don't want her to smile.

The pressure on the back of my neck eases and I breathe again. The redhead in front of me is trembling. Then she'll be the one for today. Good. I hate knowing that I'm relieved, I hate feeling like this when my friend is the one who's going to get hurt. I shouldn't. But I can't help it. I really don't know what she does to them, but it can be any worse that what she does to me. Right?

The next day I wake up before the others. I open the door with a paperclip I stole from the lady last week when she tied my wrists near her nightstand. I've memorised her schedule. And I know she's not in the house right now. Hopefully his men aren't on the other side of the door. I know what they are capable of. I've lived it. But I have faith that I won't find them, the mistress is too arrogant to think her slaves will escape alone.

The door opens and I slowly walk inch by inch out of the room. Corpses are lying on the floor. Mostly men, which are cut up and stain the floor crimson. Their member is mangled and the skin of their chest is split open, exposing the living flesh. I flinch. The lady must have had a bad day today. I've been here long enough to know that when she gets angry she tortures enough of them to death. It's not the first time the room has been turned into a graveyard. I sigh as I see a half-open window on the side of the wall. They must have left it open so the putrid smell of the bodies wouldn't build up. At least her men aren't here.

"Lina what are you doing?" The redhead's voice shakes me. I leap into the air to stifle my scream.

"What you see." Her raised eyebrows tell me she doesn't quite understand so I work out a better answer. "I'm running away, she isn't here, she won't be back for at least 40 minutes, it's our chance."

My friend nods. After all, we all want to get out of this horrible place. "What if she finds us? She won't kill us, she'll torture us until we die. I don't want to die like this." says another of the girls, the smallest of us. Her eyes are crystal clear, her arms are squeezing a teddy bear.

Her sister, the redhead from before, hugs her tightly, "Oh Cassie, nothing will happen to you, I promise." I know it's an empty promise but I say nothing. The worst thing you can do to that little girl is to make her lose hope. Although I'd be surprised if she hasn't given up hope yet.

The fourth of us speaks for the first time in weeks, "It's either die in here or die out there, I think I'd prefer the second option." A half-hearted fake smile tugs at her lips. Her dark hair covers half of her face. She is probably the prettiest of the four but she stopped grooming herself some time ago. Who blames her, really.

I nod. And as we climb out of the window we find ourselves on the roof of the house. Below us is a huge meadow. Just thousands and thousands of miles of green grass. I inhale the air, not knowing when I'll be able to do it again. The girls imitate me as I jump and land on the grass. It's pretty cushioned, yet it's been a while since I've felt pain from things like this. Only the lady makes me feel pain, every time I'm with her inside a room.

We start running, we don't have much time before the men realise that we are not there. I'm sure they've heard our bodies hit the floor. So I ignore the burning in my legs and run. I run and run till i reach something, something worth living.

[mey-rin-is-fabulous]

WOULD IT KILL THESE IDIOTIC MORONS TO LET ME XYZ SUMMON SO I CAN FINISH THE GODDANG MISSIONS GOD I HATE LOANER DECK PLAYERS

[unglaciated]

havent been to nearly enough antique stores/ flea markets recently

[queermikewheelertruther]

i will never not be deeply saddened by the fact will brought the painting TO THE AIRPORT so he could show it to mike (also likely as a gift to him) but he DIDNT show it to him because he thought mike wasn’t interested in associating with him at all

LOOK AT HIM HOLDING HIS FUCKING PAINTING.

[zu-is-here]

More dark kcrm (just two of them heh) for the birthday fruit @orange-dreamzer <3

[stitchposts]

unfortunately my flavor of embroidery is using thread to play with optical physics and this is why my fine arts major friends want to burn me at the stake, among many other reasons

[pinkd3mon]

Magolor poor little meow meow

Day 5 of drawing kirby shitpost for every day of October