At The End Of My Rope And It Keeps Getting Longer Like Some Sort Of Clown Handkerchief Bit?

I watched "blue eyed samurai" in two days in one breath....

My Instagram.

the hardest lines ALWAYS come from fanfics and I stand by this

(credit to the authors!! I can't remember where exactly they all came from but if u recognise their work pls tag them :) they deserve way more recognition!!)

The way everyone I know is so comfortable and content to use chatgpt to do everything for them is actually fucking crazy. What do you mean you are using chatgpt to vent. What do you mean you can’t produce art without using chatgpt because you have no ideas. What do you mean you can’t write a basic fucking essay without using chatgpt. What do you MEAN you can’t do RESEARCH without it?!?!?!?!??!?! IT CAN’T DO RESEARCH. WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT ARE YOU ALL LOSING YOUR DAMN MINDS. You can’t have a fucking coherent original thought?!?!?!?! You’re not capable of thinking for yourself??? Oh my fucking GOD yeah let’s just destroy the planet because we’re too incompetent to fucking use our brains

bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements

stop trying to be influencers we need good hackers who will leak Immortality and Eternal Faith tapes now more than ever

*clutches fist* I just … the impact of the two children cannot be overstated … a girl and a boy, in some ways representative of all the girls and boys lost to the Games before their time … the way they are a noted synthesis of their parents’ features, the marriage of Seam and town, and the culmination of many other characters of the series with these same distinct features … the way they are described as dancing … and chubby … when their parents starved and fought … these little ones get to play … and be so well fed their mother calls attention to the healthy fat her toddler has … how Katniss and Peeta intend to teach their children how to be brave and intend to show them the good things people can do … but this isn’t something they’ll learn on their own by the harsh experience of cruelty and loss … their parents are loving and gentle and will guide them in ways their own parents could not or did not … these babies who are free to take Maude Ivory’s lullaby for granted … babies who have a father who wanted them so much, and have a mother who felt a joy so strong it tamed her most primal fears when she held them … her children … given epithets like their father … unaware of the fact that they walk on a graveyard … but also unaware, like their mother is, that a songbird and snake once walked here, and that with their existence, the legacy of the songbird’s nearly prophetic music has come to fruition and the snake is crushed … *help*

The Guanyin temple confession is maybe my favorite scene of any piece of media I've ever consumed because it's so unpredictable.

You got the villain just halting his evil plot, full stop, in the middle of his gloating speech, no less, because "What do you MEAN you guys aren't even together?! What?! No, no, no, there won't be any romantic misunderstanding in my hostage situation! Honey, tell him!"

And then the calmest, most polite character alive procceeds to go his version of apeshit on this punk like "my brother like-likes you, you fucking pinecone! You useless twink! We all thought you were a hoe but you are just an imbecile!" (Which is a nice parallel to the Jiang brothers' hatred for the peacock, but I digress)

And THEN, when it's the perfect moment for a climatic love confession, homeboy goes and screams for everyone to hear that he... really wanted that dick, Hanguang-jun! Where's love? Who cares? WWX wants to ride you like a carnival ride: sticky and filthy and multiple times.

It's a wonder that Xichen didn't yank that string from Jing GuangYao to strangle WWX himself.

This has been my favorite addition, I cackled like a seal irl lol