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quixoticanarchy · 1 year
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things I did not expect to learn today: there’s a subset of conspiracist types who don’t believe in basaltic columnar jointing??? they think it’s just petrified trees and the idea that lava flows can cool in a geometric pattern is like.. propaganda by Big Geology
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jacenbren · 9 months
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Deeply fucking unsettling things about the Honored One himself, Satoru Gojo
Thanks to his ability to fuck with gravity, you put him in a blank, empty room with identical walls, floor, and ceiling with no doors or windows, he'll quickly lose track of which way is up. Realistically this situation would probably never happen, but the concept freaks him out ever since Geto made a joke about it once.
Gojo's body maintains a perfect thermodynamic equilibrium, making his skin creepily cool to the touch. He can go out in a blizzard with shorts on, and between that and Infinity, he'd be perfectly fine. It makes for a cool party trick, because he can stick his hand in a candle flame or put cigarettes out on his arms with no ill effects.
He's unsettlingly clean at all times, because dirt can't touch him. Gojo hasn't needed to use stain remover on his uniform in years.
He quite literally has six eyes. He keeps four of them shut and all of them hidden most of the time, though, because a) looking into all six at once would liquefy the brain of your average human, and b) his Six Eyes are constantly feeding unfathomable amounts of information into his brain every second. Even with his tolerance to his powers and mastery of the reverse curse technique, there's only so much stimuli a human brain can process without completely shutting down, and Gojo doesn't want to find out what that'll do to him--in a nutshell, just because he can see things that mankind can't even hope to comprehend doesn't mean he wants to.
He can perceive the entire electromagnetic spectrum, meaning he can see shrimp colors. Everyone else desperately wants him to describe the shrimp colors. Gojo continues to smugly refuse.
Because of his reverse curse technique constantly refreshing and regenerating his body, he just. doesn't really need to eat anymore. or drink. or even breathe. His body is basically frozen at peak physical condition, and it's very likely that he is functionally immortal.
Sometimes, Gojo forgets what pain feels like, because nothing can touch him. Pain feels almost like pleasure to him, because nothing can hurt him. Nothing can even touch him, and Gojo has secretly developed a perverted interest in seeing how badly he can mutilate himself before he's forced to reengage his technique and heal.
Gojo can bend and contort himself in ways that aren't humanly possible, run faster and farther and lift heavier objects than anyone alive, because his body can repair itself almost as fast as it's damaged, depending on how severe the injury. Basically, he has permanent hysterical strength, letting him push his body past its limits to perform feats that would kill a normal human with no ill effects.
Gojo doesn't sleep. He literally can't unless he releases his technique, because his body is constantly being refreshed and doesn't need to shut down. Oh well, it's for the better. He's most vulnerable while he's sleeping anyway, and it opens up his schedule by a lot.
His teeth grow now, almost like a rodent's. He has to file them down to be able to open and close his mouth properly, along with much more frequent trimming of his hair and nails.
His skin is oddly smooth, and unnaturally pristine. Gojo hasn't recieved a single scar since Toji sliced him open, and all the ones he'd recieved before are healed flawlessly at this point. His hands are so soft they make it look like he hasn't fought a day in his life, because calluses aren't able to form anymore.
Gojo's been around the world countless times now. He can go wherever he wants with a thought; the only cost is his sanity. Warping himself across the Pacific for lunch in San Francisco is fun, but he can only do it a few times a week if he doesn't want to have another... ah, episode.
These episodes involve blackouts, gaps in his memory where his powers manage to slip their leashes from overuse and literally short-circuit his brain. He's only had a few so far, and every time, he wakes up in the infirmary completely unscathed, with blood all over his clothes and an awful fucking migraine. Nobody knows what happens or where he goes, and all Shoko's been able to tell him is that when it happens, he seems to go into a giddy fugue before blasting his way out of the compound and vanishing for anywhere from days to weeks. Gojo's absolutely terrified of these episodes, because he's wholly aware that if he lost it for real, nobody would be able to stop him.
He looks human enough, but if you look closer, he quickly starts to set off the uncanny valley effect. It's like a wolf in sheep's clothing--because you know how dangerous he is, even though he appears relatively harmless at first. Everyone who meets him has the same fear response clawing at the back of their mind as their hindbrain screams at them to fucking run, because Gojo is an apex predator in the body of a prey animal. His very presence awakens primal fear that's been entrenched in every human since the dawn of time--the fear of things that go bump in the night, of cosmic horrors beyond what mankind can even hope to comprehend.
His eyes glow all the time now, and the energy crackling in the air around him feels like the static that comes before a lightning strike. Satoru Gojo is insistent that he's still human even though he's the strongest, but... is he, really?
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I mean I like Izuku but I have to acknowledge we're built different. If my former bully from my childhood years had a mental breakdown, I would be the petty bitch that tells them the exact same thing he told me in the first chapter:
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jenderenvy985 · 9 months
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Just remembered that around Christmas last year I caught a pretty bad cold, and while I was sleeping I had this dream that Jerma was doing a “marriage stream” which is exactly what it sounds like - a stream of his own wedding. It was a pretty big event because he had several camera people filming him and his bride and they were in a pretty big venue as well with many other guests. But the problem was that every time Jerma tried to kiss the bride, he ended up accidentally stabbing someone and killing them, with a good 70% of the time killing the bride herself on accident. The people filming the stream would replace the bride with another person because they were "replaceable", but no matter what they did Jerma would stab someone, and Jerma himself didn’t even know why it was happening. Eventually all of the camera people got murdered, and since they couldn't be replaced like the brides, the last few hours of the stream consisted of a blurry image from a camera on the ground while Jerma and the other guests were shouting and screaming in the background.
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flareboi · 4 months
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im in lov wit your ballista design ned more plz plz
hi anon, i made this just for u
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i think agent smith/striker/g.u.i whatever and ballista are worsties. guy that says ‘henceforth’ in daily conversation vs monster energy drinker
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mewtwo24 · 5 months
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Okay but like. Two things about the volume 8 statue [redacted] chapter.
Firstly. By god no amount of "yeah it was unhinged" comments on this website prepared me for whatever the fuck that was. I need at least 5 business days to process.
Second, was I the only one who read that scene as:
Hua Cheng, teeming with self-satisfaction to see Mu Qing near writhing with scorned disgust and fury: this was a 100% successful trip
Xie Lian: our statues are fucking in Mu Qing's palace oh god oh fuck what do you m e a n successful
Hua Cheng, smirk getting even bigger: this was a 100% successful trip
#tgcf#volume 8 spoilers#hualian#hua cheng#xie lian#mu qing#hua cheng really out here like 'it's called christening the heavens with our love which is more than you lot deserve.'#nothing could have prepared me for how that scene played out#hua cheng how does it feel to win every single day of your deceased life#mf thought he was going to be humiliated in front of his lifelong crush/sworn love#only to instead watch one of his love rivals tangentially humiliated by XL's (hualian POST-COITAL) overwhelming spiritual power no less#I have never witnessed a bigger W in my life holy shit the way that boomeranged#I just can't get over how funnily hc's built I swear to god it ends me every time#mfer was born and literally nobody liked that. baby boy suffers for most of his life#fast forward to ghost hc. master of cataclysmic power and protecting his loving failwife (who is basically full of aged weird girl energy)#said weird girl energy being hc's salvation because xl saw him feral and unhinged and legit went 'i like him i'll let him tear up the couch#for 800 y e a r s hc pined and nourished his love--waiting for his opportunity#thusly leaving every single one of his competitors for xl's attention in the dust (not that they were much to write home about)#hc is like the definition of 'bide your time and fucking destroy'#i don't care what anyone says he's legitimately one of the coolest characters i've ever seen#i also can't get over hua cheng straight up being like 'xl in distress? we all know who this is a job for. M E' **builds hc statue**#without an ounce of hesitation#the way i love this mfer he's so sweet and so funny at the same time nobody doing it like him#i also love mxtx's passion for the dynamic of “GET RID OF HIM HE'S A MENACE” “no he just needs enrichment let him be"#why bingqiu and hualian will live forever in my heart
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lemonzestywrites · 3 months
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inspiration saturday
tagged by both @devirnis and @shyaudacity ty lovelies!!
just posting the titles of all my current wips (some more serious than others lmao)- i cant preface enough this is all smut
i know! i’m sorry! one day i’ll write fluff again! someday just not now
- a foundation of trust and love we cannot see
- omega eddie fic
- motorcycle buck fic
- cow eddie fic
- feminization eddie fic
- the care in which our love is crafted (aka my secret fic)
feel free to send me an ask about them tho if you have questions or interest in any of them!!
tagging - @jeeyuns @eddiebabygirldiaz @aroeddiediaz @kitteneddiediaz @hippolotamus @wildlife4life
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celestial-sapphicss · 8 months
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reblog and put in tags the prominent musical artists phases in your life
#im just intrigued what music would consume you beyond repairrrrrr#if you're not acting a little crazy while consuming music are you really doing it right????#bon's queen gifset of sand made me think of this so bon if u see thissss#prior to 2013 i was a bollywood girlieeee and bollywood is almost entirely playback singing which an entire different thinggggh#2013 - enrique iglesias#2014 - maroon 5#2015 - coldplay#2016 - sam smith#2017 - ed sheeran & calvin harris#2018 - Queen & george ezra#2019 - p!atd (i KNOW) & khalid#2020 - harry styles & idkhbtfm & troye sivan#2021 - billie eilish & conan gray & hozier#2022 to present - taylor swift#vi.txt#the embarrassment i feel when i remember some of the absolute unhinged stuff i have done in some of then phases AAAAAAAA#i have never truly been a normal fangirl smh especially as a fucking teenager#in class 9 my friends and i LEGITIMATELY CUT A BIRTHDAY CAKE for shahid kapoor IN THE CLASSROOM during recess infront of all#he wasn't even really that popular at the time WHICH IS EVEN MORE STUPID GOD THE THINGS I HAVE DONE#and like i wasn't even that big of a fan but my closest best friend at the time was into him hence so was i#although in hindsight it was just because i had started exhibiting gay feelings subconsciously but wE wErE jUsT tHe bEsTeSt oF fRiEnDs ufff#im not wiser of course i can be tempted to be that unhinged again#the reblog game is just an excuse for shitposting this in the tags tbh#idk why i am even making this post tho#only friends has rotted my brain tbh#ALSO in 2015-2017 the internet stand up comedy scene was booming in india and that phase was truly even more embarrassing for me#it was the reason i joined instagram and the CRINGE i feel when i sort my likes and comments from oldest to newest GOODNESSS#truly an insufferable fan rip my mom and my friends#such a core teenage girlhood (genderneutral) experience methinks#if this flops.....you never saw it heheh
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all-seeing-ifer · 3 months
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Like truly that is the Thing I can't stop thinking about with cordy in season 4 it's the fact that no one saves her. No one even tries. Cordelia the person disappears and none of the people who loved her even notice she's gone god fucking damn it I'm thinking about the animorphs post again
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eddie-rifff · 1 year
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thewhizzyhead · 5 months
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yo so there is this Philippine girl pop group called BINI and they've been growing in popularity on twitter not just because of their genuinely impressive vocals and performances, but because of them being one of, if not, the most unhinged OPM stars to ever exist. They are also going viral for being among seemingly the gayest group of Filipino pop girls to ever exist. Both unhingedness and gayness have been at display with surprising genuineness like I'm not kidding those two descriptors seem very much so real so go check them out-
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I’m sorry can we talk about the fact that Gideon’s first kiss was with THE SOUL OF PLANET EARTH
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heavenbled · 9 days
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takes their hand and presses a gentle kiss to the back of it (bj to kai 😏)
it's something so small, so trivial, too sweet that it almost makes kaifeng's skin crawl. as if something so hideous and disgusting had wrenched its way underneath, wriggling about, setting their nerves aflame with revulsion.
but just as quickly as such an intense reaction hits him with an almost tangible force, before he could even yank his hand away, kaifeng feels for what he finally thinks is the truth. the reality. tsunagu's lips are soft and warm, his touch so considerate, so full of understanding. they feel something so dangerously close to the intensity he once knew before, something so dangerously close to someone kaifeng once called dear.
his eyebrows knit together but not as a frown ; he's inwardly aghast at the complete dispersal of anything relating to disgust. anything relating to feeling like he had been dirtied. no, instead, such a simple motion - touch, pull, kiss - had set something aflutter in the pits of their stomach. it had truly been real. tsunagu had kissed his had and it had been real. there was no glove to shy away in, to mute out the feeling.
it was the highest form of intimacy and affection, even with all they'd done. kaifeng can't help when their eyes well up, resting their head in the crook of his companion's neck in a poor attempt to conceal such intense emotion.
and what comes next is soft and whispered, hot against already warm clothing, " it doesn't hurt you, does it? "
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cementcornfield · 6 months
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Hi anon! i’m not going to publish your ask because it was a little rude to be honest and it seems like you were actively interpreting my answer to that ask in bad faith. i have never rooted against this team or jake, nor have i implied that joe would? i said i’d be thrilled if we went all the way, and i would be! it would be huge for the city and the team that i love. would i also be a little bummed for joe that he wouldn’t be the one to get it done in the end? absolutely. he wants to be out there, his story the other day said as much, and you know he’s dreamed of leading his team to a super bowl all his life. of course he wants them to succeed without him though, he loves this team more than anything! i’m just saying that it is in fact possible to feel two things at once 👍
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Move aside whatever I last said was the funniest thing in Star Wars; THIS is the funniest thing in Star Wars
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minteaspoon · 1 year
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The Bastards of Waters
a/n: this is inspired by a fic called watch the world burn by mylordstrong on ao3:)
Summary: Lucerys is bastardized by a king Aemond Targaryen to become Lucerys Waters, who births him bastard sons. Those sons are forced to journey to the Red Keep, away from their beloved mother and homely manse after the King demands them brought to him, as his Stag Queen has only ever birthed him girls in their 15 years of marriage. Luke, humiliated and angry, warns and prepares his children of the dangers they’ll be facing once they step foot within their hateful father’s castle.
a/n 2: uh, luke’s in his “alicent era with a hint of rhaenyra losing her mind era” is all I’m saying for this :)
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“Keep your brothers in line, Daemon, never let them out of your sight, never let them be alone with anyone in the Keep,” Luke whispers to his eldest, as he clutches the teen’s face harshly. It was the first time Daemon had ever felt pain in his mother’s hold - it was always soft, warm and maternal. He couldn’t blame his faultless mother, he was worried for his children going into unknown and hostile territory after all.
Daemon’s hands shot up to grip his loving mother’s fingers gently, prying them from his face to hold within his own, “I will ensure my brothers never know pain in the Keep, and I promise they’ll be safe and protected as long as I’m still around, mother.”
He can feel his kind mother’s hands shaking, as his eyes stared back into his soft mother’s dark milky hues.
“…All right, I’ll be holding you to that promise,” Luke rasps out, as he frees himself from his son’s tight grip. He cups Daemon’s cheeks, gently this time, with enough warmth he could see his son physically melt in his palms. “Bring you brothers here, I need you all here to tell you of what to expect in that viper’s den.”
“Yes, mother.”
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After getting his brothers into the manse’s main room, all sitting on the sofa, Luke rants and warns his sons of the Red Keep’s dangers.
“You mustn’t be alone nor trust anyone in the Keep, everyone there’s no better than the people in Flea Bottom. They lie, kill, cheat, steal and brag - they will cause you harm and death and suffering. Trusting a person in the Keep, and being vulnerable with any of them is a death sentence in that wretched place,” he starts, pacing back and forth while biting his nails red. “You mustn’t make any mistake, if you do, they will pounce on you for it, humiliate you for it - be as perfect as you can be, and watch and protect each other’s backs. The only ones you can trust in the Keep are yourselves and each other, never forget that.”
Luke can see the fear and hate erupting in the eyes of his children. “Good,” he thought, “that hatred and fear shall keep them alive and protected within the Cursed King’s grasp.”
He knows what he’s doing is wrong, that installing more hate and fear to fester within his own sons might lead to drastic consequences, but he couldn’t careless.
He birthed his sons alone, he taught his sons alone, he entertained his sons alone, he raised his sons alone. If anyone had any problems with how he raised them, full of nothing but spiteful, bitter and frightful contempt for nearly everyone in Westeros - then they should’ve never left him alone to raise his own children as he sees fit.
Luke was quite glad. While he had few friends and loyal followers, he still had allies he knew he could trust.
The many former gold cloaks loyal to his step-father, Daemon Targaryen, trained his sons and vowed to protect both Luke and them - and to join their rebellion when the time comes to fruition. Two of his mother’s handmaidens, who were there for all of her births - and her death - had vowed to ardently stay beside Luke for when the Greens fall, and he or one of his sons takes the throne.
The White Worm - Lady Mysaria - and the whores of Westeros, whom never achieved the peace and equality they were promised by the Black Queen as a result of her death from the traitorous Greens. Nettles, whom seeks revenge for the death of Daemon Targaryen, vows to see the dragon Vhagar and her rider fall in disgrace and dishonor.
Rhaena and Baela, whom quietly gathered allies within the Free Cities, and raised Morning in secrecy away from prying eyes and ears. And the Starks and Arryns, disgraced Houses for their loyalty to the true Queen, Rhaenyra Targaryen, had vowed to see and support Lucerys Waters, the last living son of the rightful heir, sit on the Iron Throne - even if their devotion and fealty were done in secret codes and whispers.
Luke sighs as he halts his rants. Cupping his hands together, he raises them to his face to cover his vicious expression from his beloved sons. Turning his eyes to them, he gently brings his children together, and grips the hands of his youngest, staring in the eyes of all his sons. He finally lets out a final warning in a pale and muted voice; “When the King’s stag wife births the son of the blood of the dragon that he wants, flee as fast and as far away as you can - He will not hesitate to kill all of you, and he will not hesitate to kill me, your mother, either. That man is our family’s ruin and cause of suffering. Do you understand, my loves?”
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