I Love Making Ball Capsules In Bdsp So Much Because Nothing Beats The Feeling Of Sending A Pokémon Into

one of them is acutely aware that this place will put them to death

ver. without text under the cut:

You're going to die Mira

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my joker moment is realising that screenshoting an image from tumblr and just cropping it gives you a higher quality than saving it from the app or a browser

*clutching head* rodya and meursault would have such a good dynamic actually

I wonder if rodya would initially see meursault's indifference as like. a simpler version of her own feigned carefreeness and as a deliberate attempt to place himself as an outsider... only to realise that No, he really Is just Like That. and then she gets annoyed because it turns out that people who don't care about anything don't seem to be any fun.

(ofc he does actually care about a lot of things, just not necessarily his grander place in the world lol)

idk. nihilism vs absurdism. fun duo 👍 rodya would find meursault's genuine comfort with being a speck of dust in the universe baffling, while he would probably find her desire to assert her own importance pointless, but they could probably bond over little things like their shared desire to live in the present and appreciation of/indulgence in earthly joys. and meursault would probably listen if rodya wants to rant about anything without asking any uncomfortable questions. I think they could appreciate each other's presence.

I have since realised this is called Autism

my favourite character type in the context of shipping will always be “I could take my poker face to vegas but inside I am Dying” because Yes

This is an appreciation post for the fanfic authors who aren’t included on rec lists

For the fanfic authors who don’t get art of their fics

For the fanfic authors who can’t get to 1000/500/100 hits

For the fanfic authors who don’t get comments/reviews

For the fanfic authors who write for small fandoms

For the fanfic authors who write rarepairs or gen fics

For the fanfic authors who get hate for the ships/characters/fandoms they write

For the fanfic authors who write in English despite it not being their first language

For the fanfic authors who don’t write in English

For the fanfic authors who don’t think anyone reads or likes their work

For the fanfic authors who aren’t big name fans

For the fanfic authors who don’t get requests in their inboxes

For the fanfic authors who can’t write stories that are more than a thousand words

For the fanfic authors who only write one ship

For the fanfic authors who are just starting

For the fanfic authors who have been writing fic for years

For the fanfic authors who use fanfic to practice writing

For the fanfic authors who write self-insert fics

For the fanfic authors who write about their OCs

For the fanfic authors who write to vent or cope

For the fanfic authors who are just waiting for their big break

Keep creating, I love you ❤️

hey it’s me lol

Hello there TsukiAza nation, can I interest you in some crippling angst during these trying times?

I didn't make these all credit goes to @LuninTIBTEW on Twitter for telling me to letting me post these here!

I don't talk about kenjirou and saeru as much as I used to, but man.... guys who would literally die without each other >>>>>

Ooh It's this time of the year A very so merry night we hold dear So many, so many regrets bring me to tears Not many, not many notice nor care Oh, oh, oh, my saviour Oh, oh, oh Why does a common fire hold so much power? If only we could be forever naive and pure If only we could lead painless futures If only there could be a forgiving world

Maybe that was when I chose to stay fallen

Lights A star A voice A twisted thought A touch A kiss A distorted dream Ripples (ripples) A well (a well) A stone (a stone) A multiplying desire (desire) A fruit (a fruit) A sin (a sin) A holy mother I'm infected, I'm infected You have invaded and re-created me

Stepped over my body Found a sunny spot Curled into a ball Spinning out the silk From my head to toe Inside the warm cocoon, I dreamt to be like you Though I know there's no undo What do I have left to lose?

Split A sky An earth I fell into a crack (a crack) A birth (a birth) An egg (an egg) A freshly opened membrane A cell A rot A face returned to ashes A wound An art A sentient canvas

Breaking, breaking, breaking the shell Breaking out, oh break it now Show me how, show me how Listen up, my broken child Let's lament, let's lament The life, the death, the good, the bad The never ending curse we cast Control, control, control, release Control, betray, control, let go Conceal, reveal, unreal, surreal Invoke, evoke, decode, reload Let's lament, let's lament The past that only got to live in the incomplete holy land

Celestial (ayiah) We're astral (ayiou) I'm reborn (le rheaiah) Total liberation (katre o lamenta)

My tender skin A vagitus song (essential) I breathed (eventual) And screamed (eternal) From my new lungs (inevitable freeing of the soul)

when I said put anything in my ask box I wasn't expecting this (joking)