LOVEEE When I’m In The Kitchen While Someone Else Is Cooking And They Say “could You Give That A

I must not post.

Posting is the mind-killer.

Posting is the little-death that brings total obliteration.

I will face my post.

I will permit it to pass over me and through me.

And when it has gone past, I will turn the inner eye to see its path.

Where the post has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.

do i shave my hair myself or do i wait for my mom to get me a professional hair person

every day i open tumblr and like a bunch of tma posts i Do Not understand

[This idea has been rattling in my brain and I had to share it.]

I know we all love the ‘humans are space orcs’ concept… but imagine, onboard the new ship they’ve been assigned to, the human meets an actual space orc. A massive monster… fangs and tusks and scars and a battle-hardened stare, looming over all the other life forms on the ship in its thick indestructible armour it refuses to remove. It barely drinks, it doesn’t need sleep, its massive shoulders are heavy with the terrible things it has experienced. Compared to the squishy & delicate human body, this thing is a walking tank.

… Except instead of hating/ignoring one another, the human and the monster start bonding over both coming from death planets. The human is excited to find a life form who doesn’t quiver with fear at the vague description of a jellyfish and the monster is ecstatic to meet someone who understands the feeling of being bitten by a qua’lem (cats are pretty close). They sit together and compare dangerous animals and locations as the other aliens look on in confusion and fear… oh, you also have dense jungles of deadly hidden predators, boiling acid lakes, tamed predatory killers, and areas with horrendously high and low temperatures? Sick!! 

It doesn’t take long before the two of them become totally inseparable. The human loves not feeling like some kind of crazy outsider and the monster is overjoyed they’ve finally found an equal in this unkillable marshmallow.

Monster: When I was a youngling, a grol-lik stung straight through my armour. The pain lasted for approximately 16 human hours. Human: Oh yeah man, I get that. As a kid I got a wasp stuck in my shirt. It stung me like four times, it was awful, and all my cousins just laughed at me… Monster: [using their arm screen to research human courting methods] I see.

DESTROYA

WHEN I SING YOU SING HARMONIIIIES!!!!!!!

healing is going from genshin to sky children of the light

I SAW MCR ON SATURDAY AND AM STILL SO EMOTIONAL GUYS. GUYS TGEY ARE ACTUALLY REAL I ACTUALLY SAW THEM THEY PLAYED IN PRAGUE I AM SO NOT OKAY!!!!!!!

mcr!!! i came here to scream and everyone else is already doing it!!!! hi people!!!!

so here i am, sitting on the disgusting floor of the train station, waiting for two hours to pass