I feel like Sasha Calle, The Flash 2023 actress, would make for a good Rachel Roth
“For what it’s worth: It’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you’re proud of, and if you find that you’re not, i hope you have the strength to start over.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
Nijimura Shuuzou is god.
Note to self: don't drink water while scrolling through Tumblr, y'all unhinged
Narcissa and Lucius tried to sneak a first-year Severus Snape into Hogsmeade by making him cling to Narcissa’s torso and hide him under her cloak. She claimed she was pregnant to Slughorn before they were about to leave. Severus lost his grip and fell out of her cloak.
“Oh,” Narcissa said, “I have given birth.”
“He looks just like us.” Lucius chimed in.
Snape was not snuck into Hogsmeade.
**sighs** he's so pretty
How'd I only find out about this now
My hair is desperate.
It curls in on my face, my curtain bangs swoop in. Windy, rainy, sunny, no matter when, my hair always cover my face. With or without my consent. It's desperate. It's desperate to hide my face.
It doesn't matter if I tie my hair back, hair would always fall down to face; my hair would curl inwards until it stabs at every inch of my cheeks, my nose, my forehead, my eyes.
My hair feels desperate.
Desperate to hide my face.
I wonder if my mind had grown to hate my face so much that even the dead cells of my hair are desperate to hide it. To stab it like they're needles that can change my face with enough attacks.
My bangs feel desperate to hide my eyes. As if it knew it were the windows to my soul and it wants to hide it, to let it live and disappear in the shadows of them, of my bangs.
As if it was so ashamed of my soul, of me, that it would try to hide it at all cost, at any time of any given day. From the moment I wake up, it will fall to cover my face. And from the moment I sleep, it'll fall down to cover my face already shadowed by the darkness of my room.
My hair is desperate.
And ashamed.
Character A: I thought he (MewTwo) was wearing a really big ass plug.
Character B: So, he was just masturbating this whole time?
Character A: OKAY, LOOK, MY REPLY WAS BAD BUT YOURS IS JUST—
Sometimes I wonder if you're me but 10x.
Character B: 10x what?
Character A: Everything.
Character B: Yeah. That's why you're crying out mommy/daddy everytime.
Character A: NAH MAN
Everyone else: . . .
Character C: *appears* Is it innocent or sexual again?
Character D: Nothing's innocent about them.
like wine.
Ebony Dark’ness Dementia Raven Way
“A lot of preps stared at me, so I put up my middle finger at them.”
i don’t post my art here that often, but i HAD to share this