Reblogged astorytotellyourfriends
*trips over our red string of fate*
Reblogged astorytotellyourfriends
your job is not more important than media from 2005. never forget this.
Reblogged thecultured-swine
one man's hyperfixation is another man's blocked tag
Reblogged dinah-lance
firm believe that not everything happens for a reason, sometimes things are just cruel. and they shouldn’t have happened and it’s not supposed to be a lesson because we never deserved such thing.
hm some people in my inbox got really mad at this specifically. nothing you can say will convince me that some of the pain and suffering we go through is our “fate” no, it isn’t
Reblogged carry-the-sky
are you uncomfortable from your hands being dry? if you apply lotion, you can instead be uncomfortable with how greasy they are now. Subscribe for more tips!
Reblogged floggingink
THE LORD OF THE RINGS: THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING 2001 | dir. Peter Jackson
Reblogged woahpip
Matt Murdock vs Frank Castle
Reblogged vclyrias
I'm so glad I live in a world where there's Archive of Our Own
Reblogged harritudur
'do you think you're superior for not using AI in your work' thank you for asking! yes i do
Reblogged carry-the-sky
lately ive been bedridden with a terrible case of i dont wanna
Reblogged dinah-lance
This desk used to have four seats. Our friend Irving is gone, and they want our whole department gone. If he gets out, we're dead. They're gonna turn us off like fucking machines. You've seen them do it. I know you've lost friends too. And you could be next. You could be next.
Reblogged billy-crudup
# how i feel every day in 2025 THE WHITE LOTUS 3.05 | Full Moon Party
Reblogged erythromanc3r
FOOD DISCOURSE: reblog with ur opinions on guacamole, olives, mango, hummus, tomatoes, and cannolis
Reblogged erythromanc3r
Happy belated Hellcheer Day to all who celebrate!!! Have a surprise new chapter (after TWO YEARS 😱) of my post-1986 fic If/Then, which takes place on Hellcheer Day!
✨🖤💗✨
“So, the gang’s all here,” he says quietly, tipping his head sideways towards her until the shaggy ends of his hair tickle her ear. “Or at least, uh, all the ones I could round up.”
Around a large study table in the back, she spies the curly head of Dustin Henderson, gangly Mike Wheeler sitting backwards over a chair like a stick insect, Robin Buckley popping gum, and…
“...Nancy!”
It hits her in a rush how good it feels to see Nancy Wheeler’s face, how badly she’d needed to find a friend — someone from her life before when everything was just ordinary and safe and boring, not cursed or whatever this was.
Chrissy sucks in a breath, bites her lip, and exhales in a single unhinged stream, “Eddie and I are from the future and we’re stuck in a time thing and we can’t stop dying and we don’t know why.”
Reblogged thedarkestgreys
ibuprofen...... ubuprofen...... 🤝 webuprofen 💞💞
Reblogged astorytotellyourfriends
”which could mean nothing” is maybe my favorite phrase of all time. where would we be without it
Reblogged melo-baby
milchick should be running a tight ship as creative director at his local theatre. someone get him out of the torture factory.