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masks and helmets that hides someone's face in such a way that they become the face themselves my beloved
these are all creatures to me
wwwy fest announcement got me breaking out the fingerless gloves. where are my ripped black skinny jeans. I need eyeliner.
losing my mind at the juxtaposition of dan calling phil brother in a video and then like a day later phil referencing a tumblr post about them kissing
they gotta have a meeting and get on the same page or smth istg
spn season 1 is so funny. they made the main plot line finding sam and dean’s missing father. but like. the guys not missing. he’s just avoiding them.
arguing over dan and phil's relationship status implies that there is a correct answer which implies that they themselves know the answer which i just don't believe to be true
bitches will see the word garlic and hit reblog
happy november 5th!!
sadbuddies
The Nightmare Before Christmas (1994) dir. Henry Selick
The only AO3 tag that should ever exist, methinks.
i dont understand
Since so many of us are on a nostalgic trip I want to keep this party going and get to know others a bit better too so tell me in the tags/reblogs/comments: How did you first get into Dan and Phil?
Evan is currently trying to make soup out of his brain.
Breakin’ Barty’s heart, looking so good doing it, too.
“A movie—like, ya know. A screen—they have, _fuck_. Mmmph—_popcorn_ and such.”
“Right.”
“And like, icees. You like icees?”
“Blue ones, yeah,” Evan says offhandedly, turning to grab more ink. “You?”
“Well, yeah. Blue ones are the best,” Barty says. “I’m not an idiot.”
“Mhm,” Evan hums. “Sure, whatever you say.”
And Barty gets a moment to let his neck ease, and he’s curled into a ball on the little table, and Evan is looking down at him, really _staring_ at him, and the stem, _oh_, it’s so fucking close to his eye. It feels like Evan is tattooing his eye, just _digging_ around, and it’s not fun.
No, not really.
Fun isn’t the word Barty would use to describe his current predicament.
- by @greenvlvetcouch
A drawing to @greenvlvetcouch 's new rosekiller au fic!! The first chapter dropped today and rEAD IT! Absolutely going insane.
Weird peeve time. Calling lab grown gemstones “fake” is stupid because it’s the same shit just not formed naturally. An artificially grown diamond is the same shit as a natural diamond it is the exact same material bro it’s all fuckign carbon
dan howell and Trixie Mattel have the same laugh
if nobody else got me i know the transition from may these noises startle you in your sleep to hell above does
I respect poetry so much because it does what I cannot do - say so much with so little.
When I have something Much to say, it takes me just as many words to say it. I say it with words that are each of them bland and common, unimaginative by their lonesome, with the hopes that if I stack so many together and squeeze a single drop of Much from each that it might flow into something meaningful.
When I have something to say, I say it twice. I say it three times. Because the first or second may not have captured the point. Because I do not trust myself to express the full essence saying it just once. Like just now, those last two sentences. I’ll repeat myself a third time for good measure - because I do not say it right just once or twice.
Poems say things in only a half, only a quarter. They choose single words worth more than ten of mine. I want to know how their minds shop for words. I want to distill myself like poets do. I want to trade in all my too many common words for the way they use an extraordinary few.
If I keep writing this, I’ll write it forever. I’ll explain myself again, as I have already, as I’m doing now. With more and different other words, with the hope of saying myself fully, like how all the hatched and messy wanton scribbles from a pen might finally color in a page. I want to change that. I want to not rip the page I’ve oversaturated by the tip of my pen.
I’ll start tomorrow, maybe, to explain myself less.
anyway. onto better things
(guy who acts weird in real life already) no one can know i act weird on the internet
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youve heard of do it scared now get ready for: do it weird. is it normal to go to the movies alone? who cares. do it weird.
no bc remus in sirius's leather jacket already yes but specifically before they're dating
OKAY just so we're clear. thinking about the roman empire is a red flag. they're super boring and lame. they're like the greeks if instead of being gay and drunk you like, conquered people. y'know? the vibes are off.
there is nothing noooooothing i love more than sitting down getting fruity little drinks and talking shit like gasping and laughing and saying ‘no’ and being dramatic? everything is a conspiracy everything is piping hot tea and insane
15 YEARS AGO...
he walked into set with sex hair, a knock-off constantine cosplay, the most perplexing vocal choices of all time and the most intense homoerotic stare to ever be levelled at another man
"you've got six names and two pronoun sets in your bio, how should people refer to you?" easy. every time you want to talk to or about me you roll 1d6 for name and flip a coin for pronoun set. if you've got an INT stat of 15 or lower you also have to roll to see whether you survive my eldritch blast, but that's mostly unrelated