#soooo...

[vilintciay]

“Baby, you have no idea what I want, no idea what I need. I don't want to be your friend, I don't want to start over again. I want to fuck you until you can't walk straight, until the only thing you can think about is my cock buried deep inside this tight little cunt.

I want to be the man who fucks you so hard and so good that you'll never even think about being friends with me again. I want to ruin you for all other men, want to make it so that the only thing you can think about is being my personal fuck toy. So shut the fuck up and take it.”

!TOXIC EX BF!; OIKAWA, KYOUTANI, ATSUMU, Futakuchi, Semi, TENDOU, Suna, Matsukawa, IWAIZUMI, TERUSHIMA, Daishou, Osamu.

[romanticatheartt]

To the people who say Feyre is young and was illiterate a few months before she became High Lady:

[sailingseals]

One day..I dreamt of having the whole crew as plushies!!!! KSKDKKDKDEJDJ 🤯🤯

[epickiya722]

I forgot that Yuta and Satoru also has RCT so for the longest time I firmly believe only Shoko taught Yuji how to use RCT even Yuta and Satoru could have also taught Yuji RCT along with Shoko... but I'm not changing my mind. Shoko is Yuji's RCT teacher and I'm holding onto that.

[mctreeleth]

They did a clear out of all the old Pantone books at work (including one that's older than me!) so I have like 10 now which is so good because they're actually my perfect stim toy.

[thejakeformerlyknownasprince]

I don't know if someone discussed this before, but do we know if there were any gedds on earth during/by the end of the invasion? If there were, what do we think happened to them after the war?

Maaan, I wish we had more intel on the gedds. It's possible that Aftran and Edriss are correct in their perception that gedds lack higher-order brain functions and genuinely benefit from symbiosis with yeerks... and it's possible that this is the same flavor of lie as humans telling each other that insects don't feel pain.

I sorta prefer the idea that it really is symbiosis, because then Seerow interrupts a fully-functioning ecosystem by infecting the yeerks with Andalite-Style Imperialism. And that fits with the themes of the series better. Whereas "there's no non-harmful way for yeerks to inhabit hosts" feels less on-brand.

That said... where does that leave the gedds? Maybe as hosts for yeerks who want to remain yeerks, but also want to leave the pool at times? Maybe they return to the homeworld? Maybe in some kind of protected Earth space, like the hork-bajir and taxxons? (If so, and if they don't have their own Toby or Arbron, I shudder to think about the risk of exploitation.) I'm torn, because the question of their sapience and independence is so unanswered.

[lilgayducky]

"No-no-no-no-nooooo..." Ink splatters cover my fingers, dripping like blood from my nails and oozing into the fibers of my new crochet top.

"ugh not again," I groan. My top is ruined, and my notebook is soaked. I flop backwards, scraps of paper flying around me as I land on the couch cushions. "Shit." I blink. Blurry balls of light spin in my vision as tears spill down my cheeks. My eyelashes stick together as I close them. My body wracking with sobs.

The fourth top I've ruined, the second couch, and the seventeenth notebook. Mum's gonna be furious. I toss the notebook across the room in a rage. There's no point. I'll never be a good enough writer. Sitting under a tree with my scruffy notebook and fancy pen, leaves drifting around me as I write desperately like I'm running out of time.

But alas. Another pen, broken in my hurry. I guess I'll never be a Hamilton. I'll never be distinguished like Shakespeare, or Hemingway, or Jane Austen. I'll never be creative like Margaret Mahy, spinning tales with quirky characters and colourful ideas. I'll never be funny like Dr Seuss, with his wacky creatures, and witty rhymes. I'll never have original ideas, or entertaining characters. My plots are bland and dull, my words spoilt with too much effort making them sound stupid. My handwriting messy across the page, ruined my the spilled ink of my crappy $2 pen from Kmart.

All artists start off small they say, but when do they get big? When do their small ideas grow and become incredible. Fairy tales have already been done, no room for more. Every new idea I come up with has already been done. Every word I've invented, already exists in some dictionary. Every character I believe is unique, has at least twenty doppelgangers. Genres have been worn bare, and everything is cliche. Unoriginal. Already been done.

How do I strive for success if everyone else is doing the same? How do I reach for the tallest mountains when there are none more left to climb. The moon has been reached. Even Mars. There's nowhere left to go and if you're only limited by your imagination then maybe I'm not good enough. Can't write without a prompt. Can't draw without a reference. Can't create without inspiration.

I copy, copy, copy. Everytime I think I've created something new... I see it in my favourite story the next day. How do I be original in a world that is so original already? Everyone is unique, everything is unique, and yet every person has seven doppelgangers? How does that work! In a world where everyone is different yet everyone is the same. How do I create?

I scrub my hands with soap like the ink that's stained my skin is the worst strain of COVID to no avail. Even the strongest sanitizer can't kill these germs. The germs of failure. A try hard. The germs of unsuccessful children. Of parents forcing them to take the easy root. There's no room for creativity anymore when everything has already been done and people desperate for original ideas just end up down a rabbit hole with no way out and everyone criticizing them. Do you know why so many artists were insane? Why Van Gogh cut off his ear? Why Sylvia Plath killed herself? Why so many artists had their peak, then came crashing down so heavily they left a scar in the Earth. In society.

"don't be like them" they tell us

"take the easy route" they feed us

"success only leads to failure" they repeat

"power corrupts" everyone's motto

Creativity is blooming. Yet CREATIVITY is dying. So fuck my hands, stained with the failure of my desperate attempts to leave my mark. The last of my sorry attempts to create.

[liltaireissocute]

the very thing that keeps you awake and thinking of your past mistakes in the middle of the night is just a version of yourself

[mimiyanna]

I'm trying very hard to be cute and charming. Is it working?

[rhys-ravenfeather]

HAPPY CHRISTMAS EVE, TUMBLR!

Here's a sneak peek at a new OC, Hailey's father Walter Geist!

He started out as a random OC I doodled some time back, but I decided to put him in OTO. I don't want to say too much about him just yet, but I will say that, like many of the other OTO characters, he's now a retooled version of a character from one of my AUs.

And given that Hailey herself is based off of/is a retooled version of my AU version of Hat Kid, you can probably guess who Walter is based off, at least partly...

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[rvstyartstar]

i have plans that i cannot share with y'all now!!

Because the haters will sabotage me!!

[mabepearls]

fun fact one of the usernames i was considering before my rebrand was ipchater. i didn't go through with it in the end because i didn't want to get blocked by ip3 fans + it'd be a bit hypocritical because well. aventurine's my second favorite character in the game

[windy-trickster]

Send a 🧪 + oc name and whatever question is given to the muse, they can ONLY answer with the truth. Although... They won't remember ever answering it.

[Send "truth serum" is the emoji doesn't appear for you] [Please make sure you SEND me an ask first before reblogging!]

[florencicle]

posting this here so i can stop being messy on the main

trying to stream off a macbook is a terrible idea just saying babygirl you're going to catch fire xoxo

[aquauticavian]

Tetris Wars

(Tetris+ Storage Wars)

[lrndvs]

compliments from girls go hard