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coldswarkids · 4 months
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feel like a dumbass every time I work out hard and then immediately go home and eat.
like … the evil part of my brain is like then what was all the work for? you fool you’re always just going to look misshapen and bad now! you have no self control. disgusting loser. why didn’t you just not eat and let the workout actually matter.
and then the more adjusted side of me is like. you just ran around intensely for 3 hrs in the sun. of course you’re going to need nutrients to nourish your body! it’s literally chicken and rice calm down!!!! that’s for your muscles!!!
inside me there are two wolves and I’m always struggling
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aeternallis · 9 months
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I’m trying to fall asleep and came across a random salty post, so now I’m here laying in bed and asking myself: why did dynamic-based ship names disappear from this site? It was a thing on here once, right?
Like, I know that there are some ship names that if you were to switch them around it just sounds awkward, but fandoms have always found a way to make it work, yknow? Did fans just get lazy, or what? Lol I’m honestly curious here
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orpheuslament · 1 month
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i need to [remembers suicide jokes negatively impact my mental health & upset my loved ones] join a monastery
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mysterycitrus · 8 months
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mary and john grayson are interesting in the peanut gallery of dead parents because unlike pretty much everyone else, they exist exclusively in the before, and rarely the after.
both the graysons and the waynes are plot devices for tragedy, sure, the literal inciting incident to heartbreak, but while the waynes tangibly haunt the story in the manor, in their painted likenesses, in gotham as a whole, the graysons remain largely absent.
jack drake returned from the dead only to die again. sheila haywood smoked over her son’s body. david cain heard his daughter speak and wept.
but who are the flying graysons? aside from phantoms their son thinks of fondly. their ghosts are crucial to literally everything. they must fall, they must hit the ground, and their son must watch. but what happened before? they live in the pocket anecdotes for every passerby who happened to be at the circus that night. they are a poster on the wall. they are the colours worn by children. but they still exist in absentia.
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intramoon · 1 month
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A shot I really liked from the previews for my Photoshop action set
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enden-k · 5 months
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wait.......ratio has access to ruan meis lab and her creations, has he not? AA-
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hes so babygirl ugh (eats him)
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supermaks · 10 months
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Post race interview wid viaplay when max said he started ‘twisting and turning inside the car’ and ‘looking around’ during the final laps of the race because he realized those were his final moments wid the RB19–((he can’t even finish the sentence, his eyes drop and he turns quiet. It obviously hurts—just recalling how that felt. How perhaps he’d taken his boy for granted up until that moment. But all good things come to an end. All good cars. All good boys. All nice winners. Successful, triumphant, and very much alone, Max was desperate to commit to memory the shape of that cockpit, the cool press of his aluminum, the thick fabric of his seatbelt dragging back his chest, his shoulders, his arms, restricting his oxygen. The pressure down his legs, excruciating on its best days. His calloused fingers desperately squeezing around the wheel, hands slippery and nails bitten white, too nimble to grip it properly. The unbearable heat inside his helmet, the glare on his visor, the weight on his neck. It hurt. All of it. It hurt so much, to be inside his boy. And Max loved it. Those last laps in yas marina, Max realized he wasn’t prepared to give him up. Not yet. He ‘twisted and turned’ in the car and felt every crevice of an angular womb that could’ve killed him, but instead, delivered absolution. RB18 delivered revenge, RB19 delivered absolution. The boy who hurt him most. The boy who gave him peace. His best boy.
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kimquatz · 15 days
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has anyone else found that when u draw urself it's actually quite oddly affirming ? LOL. Kinda like it helps puts urself into a entirely different perspective for urself and appreciate things abt urself u didn't before.
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agenttommykinard · 10 days
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the 911 fandom reacting to the Family Feud episode like its a football game is great
I love this energy
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spicyraeman · 10 months
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i am constantly thinking about how young Lae'zel is and how underutilized that is in fandom
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mysterycitrus · 9 months
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hang on everyone im having a power thought
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dwellsinthebog · 5 months
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i may be cringe but i am free heyyyy what if labrumisu had kids
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enden-k · 19 days
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🐰 time and bb already is fed up and like hheLP
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hrryshoney · 6 months
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let’s go down to the tennis court
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You were one of the best female tennis players in the world. Having gone D1 in college and joining the ranks, being as young as you were, you made quite a name for yourself. Fans would come from all around the world to watch you play. Following you through your journey as a rookie to a challenger.
The fans didn’t just love how good you were, they loved your attitude, too. How ruthless you could be on the court, but still remain humble. How you could tear your opponent to shreds with your words and your racket. It was all apart of the game, right?
Matty Healy, lively frontman of famous band The 1975, had also taken quite an interest in you. When you’re alerted that he mentioned your name in an interview, and then coincidentally run into him a week later, what do you do?
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kimquatz · 3 months
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whenever con season rolls around and i see all the new kinds of crazy merch ppl are making, all it makes me think is that i want to make self-indulgent OC merch so badly LMFAO 😔🥹
maybe *I* want a little plastic standee of my funny guy!!!
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lady-arryn · 6 months
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my gifsets have been flopping for at least a year now, but lately i feel like they flop extra super hard and it doesn't matter what i post or how much effort i put into it, it's a flop after flop and it makes me feel like no matter what i post it's just not good enough or popular enough. there are still so many things i want to gif and i used to feel excited about it, but now i don't :(
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thank you all so much for the kind words, it's means so much!! :') it is very disheartening tho to hear how many gifmakers feel the same, it's one of those cases when i wish i couldn't say that it's good i'm not alone in this, because i wish i was alone!!! i wish other people's gifs would thrive, but alas :(
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