new angel just dropped

(translated from Wood Pigeon): "You see, children, all the other birds have gone quiet as the eclipse goes on..."

*trying to say i enjoyed something* this thing made me feel sick and made me writhe around on the floor

not now mom I have to see what my mutuals with masters degrees are blogging about on tumblr

the thing I love most about how tumblr users use tags is that it’s like what if a social media website had a footnotes system

we need to romanticize lying on the floor and not doing anything

op is actually napstablook from hit indie game Undertale (1915)

I MEANT 2015

playing undertale in the trenches with the lads before the Big Push

It's really funny that Kingsley looked at Fjord and absolutely imprinted the FUCK onto him. Like, he decided to just adopt Fjord's aesthetic as his entire personality. There's something hilariously (almost poignantly) full circle for Fjord about that.

Everyone has GOOD thoughts about this, the metatext of Travis and Taliesin as players in a cyclical forward motion, of Fjord getting the chance to guide someone, and etc. and it's very layered and I was acknowledging that bc it's poignant—but also I need to point out part of my joke here is Fjord starts the campaign by stealing the personality of the man he imprinted on, Vandran.

Kingsley calling Jester and Fjord mom and dad in the Darktow show, and Vandran being Fjord's surrogate father, makes this all funnier.

our glorious magitek vs their soy and reddit steampunk

fuuuuck i didn’t mean it Sir i swear

Did you buy the rights to the second one

to make it more lynchian can't you read

it’s ninety-nine degrees outside, four fuck-thousand percent humidity, and my husband was like, “i’m gonna go for a bike ride.” and i was like “why. no. why. don’t put us on the news like that. local fool collapses on unnecessary journey. don’t do it.” so he says he doesn’t want to “hide in the house” because the sun is shining. bruh. honeybruh. “the sun is shining” does not cover it. its hot outside. its motherfucking hot as fuck outside. our outdoor plants have been crying into their hands all week. whole cars are melting into the sewer. our fucking patio umbrella developed sentience to ask me for lemonade this morning

@robotmango, you need to work for the weather forecast - this was both hilarious and so vivid it made me stand up and get some iced tea.

this is a great idea, thank you. here goes. my audition tape for the weather channel. dearly beloved. we are gathered here today to have a fucking funeral for the outdoors. it had a good run, with all its creeks and clouds and shit. pretty great. now it’s ten-thirty at night but still ninety-two asshole-sweating degrees and humid as fuck. everything is hot and slimy, like being a “borrower” that got trapped inside a bottle of shampoo and then accidentally microwaved. you can see on my doppler radar that nothing is moving around out there because everything is probably dead. the only alive thing is the mosquito currently trying to drill a hole in my leg. no surprise that all the shitbag mosquitos are fine, since the thermostat of hell is always at the devil’s preferred temperature. this forecast has gotten away from me a little, but in conclusion fuck the sun