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zippypsycho · 1 month
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You can grate cheese on those abs.
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hlxtn · 8 months
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Yall need to tell me your most heartbreaking break ups and tell me in detail why yall broke up, how u felt and how u healed bc i need to hear personal stories rn to feel better💀
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echthr0s · 24 days
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me considering watching Dune Part Two and realising I'd legitimately rather reread Dune
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duntoss · 9 months
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Alarak's features get a tiny bit softer every time I draw him
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ninas-super-shitstop · 10 months
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personal tumblr because shit sucks and I need a place to scream into the void
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storybook-souls · 11 months
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this is going to be such a long and miserable week :(
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Time is fake & the rules for when you can eat certain foods are an illusion
I'm making breakfast casserole for dinner
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mkstrigidae · 2 years
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how do you grate cheese without a cheese grater? the cheese grater is a pillar of the house!
Okay. So.
Here is the thing.
I have a cheese grater, technically. I got it at the same time as a lot of my other kitchen things, when my grandparents moved and got rid of most of their stuff. And really, I have to use the cheese grater I have, because I am wildly allergic to whatever they put in pre-shredded cheese to keep it from clumping. The hives that result are what one might call 'Definitively Very Not Fun'.
The, uh, problem is that, um. Well, you see, uh-
This is the cheese grater I own.
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I do, in fact, use it to grate cheese. The first time she saw me doing this, my roommate laughed so hard that she had to sit down on the floor.
The bigger problem, really, is that I just keep forgetting to find one that's actually a practical size, because I have ADHD and zero object permanence. The only time I remember about the baby cheese grater is when I imminently have to grate cheese and feel like some sort of giant trying to grate a giant block of Monterey Jack cheese with my itsy-bitsy teeny-weeny baby cheese grater. At this point, I'm just using it out of sheer bull-headed stubbornness.
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rosetherat · 5 days
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Meeting up with ur past lives to see who has it the worst
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autobot-bumblebee · 1 month
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My friend was hoping that I was a degenerate when it comes to NSFW of my favorite characters and was sad to find out I'm not
Only to find out some enough I'm a degenerate in different areas 😉
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autisticmight · 1 year
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trying to live my bestlife but currently my brain is demanding i do baking and i'm just??? with what???
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I don't relate to Ena at all or even like her very much but she's cute so she's one of my mascots anyways.
Pretty privilege wins.
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therealjammy · 2 years
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Not me realising that my new sleep problems are stemming from the fact that I’m no longer happy at my new job and I’m falling down rabbit holes of what to do about it
And I’ve come to the conclusion that the new manager’s style doesn’t work with me because it’s a shitload of micromanaging—which I hate and absolutely do not do well with, because I’m under constant observation and that makes me insanely anxious, as an ALREADY anxious person!—and he’s also ableist.
I’ve only been at this job for over three months and it’s a bit sad that I’m already unhappy when before I really liked this job. Just goes to show that managers can make or break a job
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yandere-toons · 5 months
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Matthew Patel
Romantic Headcanons – Yandere
WARNING: violence, death, implied stalking, mentions of religious concepts, toxic mindset.
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From the moment you invite Matthew into your life, he will carry that memory to his deathbed. The bond you forged that day is unbreakable and immortal for him: he will go blind to all other reasons for living, consumed with rage at your absence, and ecstatic at any sign of your favour.
Talk of other suitors sends Matthew into a frenzy from which he will not emerge until this obstacle to his happiness is laid low. Dispute over the value of certain traits leaves Matthew resentful—of himself for not being better, of the other person for possessing what he lacks, and of the universe for cursing him with such horrid luck.
When such a person speaks your name, Matthew is driven by his own insecurities to loathe them. The sound of their voice becomes like a cheese grater to his ears, a reminder of how close he is to losing his world for the second time, and from thence into a sound he will fight to the death to silence.
The look of this person, particularly when they light up at the mere mention of you and receive such a look in kind, is a ghastly thing. Matthew's takeaway is one of doubt and bad memories, of all the similarities to Ramona's waning interest that he had been too immature and inattentive to rectify. He vows not to make the same mistake twice.
Seemingly overnight, Matthew transforms from a brooding presence lurking in your shadow to a wellspring of offers to solve even the smallest of issues. He makes a habit of dropping to one knee and delivering a Pagliacci-esque soliloquy about how deep his affection runs, professing that you've become his whole world and that to lose you would leave him with nothing.
Despite your promise not to "betray" him, as Matthew so graciously puts it, he fears it would be a mistake to let his guard down. He believes you were sincere at the time, but Ramona's flippant attitude has left him anxious that you may change your tune and turn your back on him for no apparent reason.
For years, Matthew sought answers as to why she hurt him: on bad days, he blames her for playing with his emotions; on worse days, he blames himself for not trying hard enough to become someone she wanted. Now that he has another shot at human connection, this earth will burn before it slips away from him.
Matthew's actions arise from a peculiar sense of justice: he views himself as retribution sent down upon all those who have wronged you. By daring to replace him, their way of looking after you is inherently and unforgivably flawed. Someone who could, in reality, be quite decent will devolve in his mind into a parasite who takes advantage of you.
Whether they are cruel or kind-hearted, what obsesses Matthew and keeps him stewing for potentially years is the notion that they've robbed him of his one chance at happiness. So long as they keep you company, he sees his future darkening.
What should be a private affair, Matthew turns into a spectacle: he takes to the stage in his most flamboyant attire and declares war, goading his enemy to meet their doom at his hand. Everything, from the venue to the battle itself, is a power play, a performance art in which he displays his prowess for all to admire and envy.
Once he has struck the first blow, there is no version of events where Matthew shows mercy or admits defeat. The harder they fight, the prouder he is to butcher them. Their death will be a triumph, a testament to the fact that he is strong enough to win this war. Anyone who rolls over in the face of his challenge must not be truly committed to you and therefore deserves to feel his wrath for stringing you along.
Coming to over the shiny remains of his enemy, Matthew forgets his rage and revells in the thought of having the sole being who brings him happiness. Ready to pick up where he left off and confident he's earned that right, Matthew throws himself at you and proclaims how thrilled he is to be together again.
Matthew struggles to move beyond the past and to envision a future where he is alone. Having spent much of his life pursuing others, Matthew has no concept of living for himself. He stakes his survival on the volume of applause at the end of every performance, and in the home environment, his tendency to cling to petty recognition has taken root in all interactions.
This emotional hunger reveals itself in the unnecessary extremes to which Matthew proves his devotion, convinced that the obsequious nature of his company and continual sacrifices gives them meaning. He jumps at every opportunity to be near you, no exceptions, afraid that missing even one will be termed neglect and spell the ruin of his life with you.
At his best, Matthew is an unrelenting thespian who serenades you with ballads and calligraphic poetry. But at his worst, he is an unstable and violent creature full of pent-up rage, who conspires with Daemonettes to bind your soul to his, making it virtually impossible to give him up for another.
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Do anything you want with my work, but never make me boring!
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sprylittleboy · 2 years
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Can't stop maiming myself while doing the dishes
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