Everyone is being really considerate and trying not to put pressure on me, which is really kind of them. But honestly, please have high expectations and put all the pressure on me.I can’t guarantee that I’ll live up to those expectations, but I’ll do my absolute best— Yuki Tsunoda

overthinking? oh hell yeah it’s my favorite sport im the best at it

No matter how much you dislike your own writing, I promise you it’s better than AI

Athena and her two gens of fav mortals

“i never see you at the club” ok well i never see you on ao3 at 2am reading about the same two bitches falling in love for the 1000th time in the 500th way

tumblr friendships can be the purest form of friendship bc it's like. hey i like you based on your shitty vibe and concerning ventposts and that weird sex thing we're both into. raw dogging friendship

Write.

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He just wants to say hi

A bad photoshop will always be funnier than an AI image no matter what

Me seeing this after opening tumblr again

"This reminded me of you" is such a tender sentence. Oh to have impacted someone so much that they find bits of your soul and hold the memory of you in things and places when you're not around.

when the lyrics you've been mishearing are more clever than what's actually in the song

Odysseus: 600 men making our way back home to Ithaca!

*Polyphemus swings his club around*

Odysseus: 593 men making our way back home to Ithaca.

*Poseidon wipes out the other 11 ships in the fleet*

Odysseus: ...43 men making our way back home to Ithaca.

*Elpenor's drunk ass falls off Circe's roof*

Odysseus: 42 men making our way back home to Ithaca, I guess.

*Scylla targets the torch holders*

Odysseus: 36 men making our way back home to Ithaca. Put that sword away, Eurylochus.

*Zeus strikes the ship with lightning*

Odysseus: 1 man making his way back home to Penelope and Telemachus. And by the gods, I will somehow make it.

to have failed is a sign you tried…. the mistakes, the relationships that didn’t make it, the job you didn’t get, the plans that fell through…. you tried, you lived, you loved.