Currently On A DC Kick And I’m Listening To Music, “What’s This?” From The Nightmare Before Christmas

My friends and I call this “returning to our roots” and it happens very frequently. Cringe is dead and we are free

"back on my bullshit" in reference to recurring hyperinterests dating back to middle school and beyond

"Every time someone steps up and says who they are the world becomes a better, more interesting place." 🫶🏳️‍🌈

My tribute to Andre Braugher, thank you for Captain Raymond Holt ❤️✨

Cleaning with ADHD all about momentum. Its like being a shark, if you stop moving you just straight up die.

Torture to be a fan of any exotic animal when it's like. 90% of the footage of them is gonna be from dodo videos of people illegally keeping them as housepets . Really wish I could enjoy this video of a lynx but I also kinda wish everyone involved would die

being haunted by a person you’ve never met and never will, someone you’ll never actually be

but you’ve got people who love you, maybe it’s gonna be okay

posted this over on twitter so u may have it here too <3

My body does not have to be perfect to be loved by Allah (SWT)

– “Perfection” by Salamatullah Eldritch

I made a post a while back mainly talking about shitty takes from muslims on Tiktok, and ended up talking about my view of self-love, as someone who was born disabled and who has struggled with body image throughout my life. I decided a while back that I wanted to turn part of what I said into a poem and illustrate it, which was a bit ambitious, but I stuck to it. And here’s the final product. I’m pretty proud of it.

The verses in the background are the first 4 verses from Surah at-Tin, because it’s probably the verse I think about most when thinking about the idea of being made perfect.

kinda miss sitting in restaurants with my friends loudly having what is clearly the weirdest conversation the couple two tables over has heard all week and pretending not to notice them chuckle at my jokes but making sure to throw in enough exposition to give them context if they’re still listening

something about the final climax of thunderbolts not being this huge, explosive battle where the villain is irredeemable and the heroes summon the power of the galaxies to stop them-

but how the final climax was quiet. the darkest shadow, a void falling over new york. it wasn't loud, there wasn't any screaming. it descended upon the city and the people didn't have a chance to react before it swallowed them whole.

how the team's battle was internal, inside their own minds, instead of a huge punchy shoot-off. (especially with this group's skill set, it was unexpected) how they all fought through the shame and guilt and their worst nightmares only to embrace each other anyway. the villain fighting against himself only to realize he is allowed to be loved, despite it all.

how they are all fucked up and have done terrible things but saved the city by holding each other tightly, so tightly that bob realizes the void isn't all he is, and light always comes again.

this movie had so much heart, it made me feel something for a team again, we are so back.

Top ten sentences said right before disaster(?) @lyfeindark