Forensica

Transparent Common White Wave Moth.

the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.

when i say “girl” randomly as an interjection i’m speaking to the omnipresent all knowing being of Girl. asking her for mercy. taking girl’s name in vain

Thinking about how Princess Bubblegum isn’t technically even a humanoid. She’s just sentient gum. She just chooses to be human shaped. She can pull some of her hair out and it’s just gum. One time she lost an arm and she just stretched out her gum and made a new one. She’s human shaped by choice. Moreover, that means she’s girl-shaped by choice. And that’s based

if you hate noelle then i'm straight up killing you that's it

imagine hearing “hall of the mountian king” for the first time in 1875. the sheer chaos imagine being some norwegian aristocrat and sitting down for a nice day at the symphony and getting your entire wig and life snatched right before your very eyes

vi beating up people at a bar while drunk and hallucinating caitlyn oh lesbian yearning is BACK