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My dad said Bisexual doesn’t exist. People just are “experimenting”.

Reblog/like/comment if you bisexuality exists because it’s pissing me off and he says he’s not biphobic but that’s a type of biphobia…

Happy pride month to the tiny cowboy and tiny Trojan man from Night at the Museum

reblog if you’re:

hella depressed

an under appreciated writer

a gif maker

a marvel stan only for the guys

still into twilight 8 years too late

scared of 13 year olds

addicted to tik tok

a vsco girl

on your period

into fanfics and blurbs

regretting the classes you chose to take

no one will know which

Random thought

What if you had to wear whatever clothes you fell asleep in in the void? Fell asleep in only a pair of boxers? Too bad! Now try to maintain a serious conversation with the outsider while covering yourself with the teddy bear you still sleep with!

Shuffling his feet through rubble, the remainder of his aged and irradiated mind tried to piece together who he was. These ruins brought a word to the forefront but he couldn't quite place what it was, it's meaning lost to him but the feeling it elucidated flowed through his body and made him feel comfort. The radio crackled and he hardly flinched, his reaction time blown away with the bombs. The song playing through the speakers of the radio brought to mind a woman's face, one who he would have recognized if not for his feral state. A sudden tiredness fell over his shriveled form, and he laid down contendedly.

"Daisy

Daisy

Give me your answer, do

I'm half crazy

All for the love of you"

With his final thoughts, he had a moment of clarity and was able to discern the word that the place and song reminded him of

Home.

Day 4: Radio

Heart Whispers: The Outsider

I wrote up a bunch of ideas for Whispers, if you could use the Heart on the Outsider.

• “The void has eyes as black as pitch, but his are as green as a sun-drenched lake. He doesn’t remember that.”

• “There was a name, once. Long since lost to him, but given away time and time again. He tells himself it doesn’t bother him. That is a lie.”

• “He wants to rest. He is so very tired.”

• “They died screaming, the ones that did this to him. He revelled in the power forced upon him. No longer.”

• (Low chaos) “He always hopes his Mark will not be misused, but he always expects it will be. You’ve brought him the closest thing to joy he’s felt in centuries.”

• (High chaos) “He thought you had such potential. Now you just exhaust him. Like all the others.”

• (Low chaos) “You impress him. You amuse him. Your actions have broken the monotony of eternity. He dreads the day when you will fade away… but even if it bores him, he hopes your ending will be a happy one.”

• (Low chaos) “He cares for you. He doesn’t recognize the feeling, but it is there.”

• (High chaos) “He looks forward to seeing the misery you spread returned to you tenfold.”

• “His human heart fills him with such emotion, but once it filters through the Void he can hardly feel it at all. Just out of reach. It is maddening.”

• “He cannot remember his name, or his mother, or the friends he may have had. But he remembers his father’s fist, the cultists knife on his throat, the ropes at his wrists. He does not remember his laugh, but he remembers his screams. How can that be fair?”

• “He is as tired as you are. Maybe more. He hopes you will both get to rest.”

• “Do not blame him. There were always choices, and Daud chose his path all on his own.”

• “The boy had struck a chord of familiarity. He gifted him his Mark, trying to help. It did not end the way he had hoped.”

• “She called him her black eyed groom. He allowed her delusions. His final favour to an old friend.”

• “The child had been so alone, so afraid. He tried to visit her dreams, to offer company and comfort. But his eyes frightened her.”

• (Corvo Low Chaos) “You are his favourite.”

• (Emily Low Chaos) “He sees so much of your father in you. That is the highest compliment he could possibly give.”

• “He is the Outsider. He sees all, holds power beyond imagination. And he is so, so tired.”

Au where everything is the same except mjolnir is fix-it Felix's hammer from Wreck it Ralph

WANNA KNOW WHAT TURNED ME GAY PROBABLY? THIS DUCK MING-MING IS AMAZING AND IS PROBABLY THE REASON IM GAY CAUSE I HAD A CRUSH ON HER AS A KID AND BLAME 3AM ME FOR MY DUCK POST. I WAS TEN DONT BLAME MY DUCK CRUSH ON ME IT WAS THE DUCK

I got bored in class

*getting ready for a pride parade* Don we now our gay apparel