the breakfast club is a polycule

observation: among a certain subset of tumblr users, the term “blorbo” has become unchic, but the concept it describes is still important; and so it has been replaced with “The Character”

to be Fair, I think The Character is meant to describe a certain level of agony, of being consumed by what loves you. blorbo is an expression of affection, The Character is sinking into the depths

YOU DON'T NEED TO LOSE WEIGHT TO LOOK HOT THAT'S THE DEVIL TALKING

Just saw a post that reminded me that when i was in the botanical gardens today there was a new sign with a photo of a cat and so clearly i was like oho? botanical garden mascot cat?? (mascat even) and went to see what the sign said and the sign said . See this cat? This cat is here all the time. she WILL beg you for pets. do not listen to her she is a fucking liar she will bite bite kill you. we do not own her. we do not know who owns her. if you know please fucking tell us. which is funny enough as like a sign purely because you know some botanical garden employees found this out the hard way but particularly funny because i MET THIS CAT WEEKS AGO. in the botanical gardens. she was sunning on a bench and very politely asked me for pets and was very nice for like ten minutes and then she bit me (not very hard, didn't break skin or anything) at which point i sternly told her well in that case i would not be petting her anymore and left and she followed me OUT of the gardens DOWN the street for a good bit, again shamelessly begging for pets. what an accomplished little criminal. neighborhood famous for lying and betrayal. god forbid women do anything

I love the casual substitution of "gods" instead of "god" in colloquial sayings. "oh my gods" "gods, my feet hurt" etc etc. like yeah deconstruct the societal standard of monotheism with me. let's party

"I asked chatGPT" "I asked Grok" Have you tried asking Lady Athena, Goddess of wisdom? I'm sure she'd give you a better answer than AI ever will.

passing in public makes me feel like white shrek

The votes on this post. Oh. A poem in poll form, interactive art, the fact we can see how the other people reading it felt. im. this is really good.

"What do you mean none of your transformations hurt?" The other magical girls stare back at her in horror.

"I think you have endometreosis...!"