ive lost the moon
one minute it was there
next minute its gone
i was trying to watch onwards but the main character looks So Much like one of my best friends but blue and with pointy ears and I just cannot.
my boy and my son 💕
@orderbourne replied: *writes that down*
Currently in a fistfight with art block, but damn. That block’s got hands
Friends? Hmm right lol
just remembered the episode where golden boy fell in love with an android he then ended up having to kill without ever knowing they were the same person and he ended up waiting to see her again without ever knowing they were the sa
i think there comes a moment in maddy's life where they just....,,, up and leave. probably move to madam mim's old house in the woods, back in camelot,, lives isolated there. probably when they start nearing their 30s tbh.
This is fucking amazing n its a fucking travesty that it dosent have more kudos/coments/bookmarks! Go read it!!!!
SINCE WHEN IS THERE A NEW VINCE STAPLES ALBUM. SINCE FUCKING WHEN
Welp trying to subtlety tell my brother I'm suicidal went really fucking well. I have a charity band that says "Keep off the tracks" and I tried to imply that I needed it to say that rather than just have the "pretty rainbow side" and he took it as me wanting to do good?? Idek what that means. Anyways just means that I'm really not going to tell anyone irl about this
Just late night thoughts
thinking about how 2012 ilhoon used to start songs with 'this is c y'all'... there were whole debates on what he really said... c obviously stans for cube, but its was the y'all that confused people. i think it was because y'all wasn't really as widely used online yet, esp not among non-native speakers. even with official lyrics out people still had trouble with deciphering what he said. 'this is c e' or 'this is ilhoon'. what a time. i don't remember if he was the one who came up with it because back then most btob songs weren't self-composed and raps weren't 100% his either
sometimes i feel like i'm alone, i have no friends and that my life sucks. this often happens when people i know post pictures and stories on instagram or facebook having fun with their friends, showing a bit of their life in the country they now live in, going out to exciting places and showing off cool clothes, etc.
while i spend my time at home, studying for one or two hours, doing nothing but housechores, wishing to get a job so i could start helping my family actively, feeling sadness and regret about past friendships, wasting time on internet and daydreaming about leaving this country for once and for all and start a new life somewhere else.
the first thing steve remembered feeling was the COLD bleeding into his bones. the sudden awareness wrenching him free of the dark abyss. the struggle to breathe was second, his lungs like hot coals. a scream hollowed by the gasp for air before the stab of something at the side of his neck.
the feeling of falling keeps a pit in his stomach as he lands in some purgatory of consciousness. the embrace of nothingness was gone, replaced by a haze of broken awareness. whatever they’d given him was being metabolized at four times what they’d likely expect and the vague shape of a plan forms, or at least the notion that he could catch them off guard.
a dream that’s ripped away as he’s dumped onto rough cotton sheets and he hears the echo of a locking mechanism click into place. he fights toward the surface, forcing his eyes open. the light feels like ACID, a temporary blindness, and the sound he makes through the pain is something akin to a growl. he blinks until tears gather to ease the sting, still looking around desperately to ground himself in some version of reality. what he’s not expecting to see is another prisoner, at least steve assumes that is what they are, just a few feet away. even through the wet blur he can tell the other man looks as rough as he feels. ❝ ---- where are we? ❞ his voice is barely more than a croak, rough like sandpaper and weak with disuse. // @vsuped (plotted starter)
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