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Omega Shen Qingqiu who is fed up with all the courtship gifts he receives. It's okay, it's entertaining, but at this point in his life he is quite tired. His Binghe has fallen (been pushed and stabbed haha oops) into the Endless Abyss, and he is really fed up with courtship gifts and having to answer civilized letters rejecting them.

So, just to spite him, Shang Qinghua sends him a courtship gift. Just to make fun of him. It's a silly little thing, literally. A flower with two long light blue petals pressed with with the description below "Hatsune Miku Flower".

Shen Qingqiu keeps it.

Okay, so if he rejects the courtship, he's supposed to return the gifts and send a rejection letter. But damn! He knows Shang Qinghua did it as a fucking joke to get on his nerves. So, he keeps the damn flower and doesn't waste his time sending the rejection letter.

Shang Qinghua comes over for tea after that, and they stay up later than would be appropriate discussing some fandom shit. In reality, time passes and it is late at night when Shen Qingqiu kicks Shang Qinghua out of his house.

A few days later, Shang Qinghua sends another gift. The truth is that, at that moment, BOTH of them have forgotten the nonsense of courtship gifts and all that. But Shang Qinghua had gone down to the village, had seen some ugly and ridiculously colorful fans, and decided that it would make a great ironic gift for his friend. So he buy them, wrap them with the most delicate care, and send them off.

And then, a few days later, he sends a very ridiculous collection of novels he found directly to his chaotic reader friend. He does so, of course, knowing that he would not be able to carry those books on his return, taking advantage of the parcel service to lighten his trip.

So when he gets to Cang Qiong, he's suddenly being looked at horribly by the other Alphas and he's just—hey, he didn't do anything wrong!!!

Shen Qingqiu enjoys his books, uses his colorful fans exclusively to hit Shang Qinghua, and only once regrettably uses one for a whole day until he realizes it and just hits Shang Qinghua swung his fan very hard, horrified.

Shang Qinghua keeps coming to drink tea, gossip and complain almost every afternoon. He often stays up late at night. At one point, Liu Qingge just stops with Shen Qingqiu to say:

"You shouldn't be with an Alpha who is courting you without a chaperone."

And Shen Qingqiu is just: "???? What Alpha is courting me?"

When Shang Qinghua arrives a while later with some sweet buns for tea, Liu Qingge rolls his eyes and runs away.

And the entire sect believes that they are in a fairly advanced phase of their courtship. Of course, it is a very serious matter; they meet all the standards of taking it as seriously as they should. Gifts, meals, providing for him; even Shen Qingqiu looks happier, using the gifts Shang Qinghua gives him to show how he accepts his courtship, eating his snacks in public, composing new songs for him.

(Shen Qingqiu doesn't compose a shit. He plays pop songs that Shang Qinghua misses on the guqin and enjoy some music he thought he would never hear again.)

When the courtship has already lasted more than half a year, everyone is restless. Although it is true that some courtships are long... The truth is that in half a year, they should already be preparing a wedding! A small ceremony at least! But neither of them seems to talk about weddings, or ceremonies, or trousseaus, or preparations, and they are all NERVOUS.

Could it be that the two peak lords are holding such a private ceremony that not even their pack of peak lords will be invited? That was rude!

Once again, Shen Qingqiu and Shang Qinghua still have no idea what the hell is going on with them. Why do all peak lords behave so strangely? Why do they keep insisting that they go see a fortune teller? What the hell are they talking about???

ehehehe been having thoughts about an au.....

What if the creator of your favorite yaoi ship waited 20 years to reveal that they are, in fact, cousins. It's possible, it's frightening, it happened to Kaishin.

Can yall do something cool for me? Plz?

Regardless, I need to lock the fuck in and finish that damn Shrimpo talk. This is non-negotiable on my part.

Releasing another 4k words of comedy [featuring a fic doodle as propaganda]. Shrimpo tries to apologize, but he is the world's unluckiest man.

drabble i wrote in class instead of paying attention! yay!

omg is it christmas? is it my birthday??? cuz omg what a TREAT

for the clownbo enjoyers who aren't on ao3, here's my list of clownbo fics so far!!!!! please enjoy 💚💚💚

Hear me out for some EMClownbo. Specifically, soulmate version.

Now, Soulmates are rather common and it's known that they can be platonic or romantic. Why are they known? Simple! There's a few dozen different types but every kind of soulmate connection you can think of is there. Not all at once of course though, and not even people who are soulmates are garentted to have the same kind of connection.

For example, when Evbo writes on his skin, his messages show up on his soulmates bodies. He loves nothing more than to write them sweet little messages and get their reactions back. He doesn't even have to worry about space, because neither can write back to him. Instead, from one of them (EMF), Evbo gets sensations. When EMF bites into a warm cookie and decides to share this feeling with his soulmates, both of them can feel the warmth in their mouth and taste the sweetness even if their mouths are empty. He responds to Evbo's love letters that decorate his skin by kissing his own wrists and arms.

Both of these get the same reaction from their mystery third, flooding them with emotions that aren't their own. Everytime Evbo writes a note or EMF gives a kiss, they get a rush of emotions not their own, a rush of Love-Adoration-Longing-MINE. They will often get poked with Bored-Longing-Pleading-Lonely if they don't send their third their good morning message/kiss. This will always get Clown the desired kisses and messages.

When they finally get to the top of the Temple, Evbo Instantly knows that's his soulmate. Not only does he see his own writing littering their hands and arms, but the moment Clown sees him, he gets poked with, Curiosity-Longing-Hope from his soulmate. Evbo rolls up his sleeve to show the messages on his arm and feels a rush of, Love-Hope-Adoration-Longing that nearly knocks him off his feet. Evbo pays no mind to what Seawatt is rambling about and instead says, "I found you. I found you!" And releases Clown himself.

Seawatt is very confused as to why these two are holding eachother and kissing rather than fighting. Evbo only pulls away enough to say, "come on, introductions can wait. Our third is waiting down below for us." And without hesitation, Evbo is scooped up into Clown's arms as he charges down the course towards where EMF is trapped. Because Clown finally has people who will never leave him like that ever again, ones who risked EVERYTHING to Free Him. Holding and protecting them is much more important that destroying civilization at this moment.

y'all are literally gonna start making me ship clownbo im so serious dawg PLEASE i need yaoi in my system!!!

Does anyone have any fics where Shen Yuan transmigrates into PIDW, but in his original body? Maybe any LiuShen ones?

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@shanuraru ‘s art got to me…

ehehehe been having thoughts about an au.....

thinking about the kudo family today. I mean I get that you guys love each other and are very famous but why would you abandon your child? He was barely even a teenager when you left him. No wonder he is out there, making flashy deductions, hungry to get some form of attention that is not from his best friend. Maybe he thinks that if he too is a celebrity like his mum and a famous detective like his father, they would love him more. They would visit him more. They would maybe finally stay.

It took Shinichi almost dying for them to return to Japan. Then they kidnap him, make him think he is going to die at the hands of people who tried to kill him earlier. After talking with him, they disappear again. No wonder Shinichi is the way he is right now.

There are many incompetent people unfit to be parents in the DCMK world, but the Kudos are definitely in the Top 3 after the Kurobas who take the cake for being the worst parents ever in the world of DCMK.

For the ones that need it today

The Shen Yuan who marries Shang Qinghua to give his not-best-friend rights over his health (to visit him in the ICU, for example, or keep him company when he was recovering from complex surgical interventions), and that when they transmigrate, they actually meet too soon in the plot and continue with their visits, companionship, afternoon teas and random walks around.

It is until some other Peak Lord asks about their closeness that Shen Qingqiu, used to that from his old life, just says "Oh, we are married." Just like he would say something natural. Because it is natural for him. He has said it so many times in hospitals and different places that it comes to him almost automatically.

Unfortunately, perhaps too automatic, because suddenly there is a collective GASP among all the Peak Lords who do not understand HOW, WHEN AND WHY???? Shen Qingqiu married Shang Qinghua. SHANG QINGHUA?

Shen Qingqiu wants to hide under a mountain and forget about his mistake. And everyone wants and demands to celebrate the wedding and pay their respects and send red envelopes. The Peak Lord's wedding should be a celebration, not a secret!!!

... Shen Qingqiu can't hit Shang Qinghua this time because it is indeed entirely his fault. Ah fuck.

HC—Luo Binghe looks almost identical to Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky. (basically Airplane is hot but doesn’t realize it.)

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Shen Yuan woke up back in modern China after spending sixty years in PIDW, so, of course, the first thing he did was message Airplane.

(That’s actually the second… third?…thing he did. The first was trying reach out to the system. The second was crying.) ((But if Shen Yuan were asked why he was crying he’d scoff. Tears? No way! His eyes were just dry.))

Anyway, he reached out to Shang Qinghua—who, by the grace of God, came back with him—and found out that they both lived in Hong Kong. And not only that, but in the same neighborhood! Which was insane, but also very lucky. Maybe even too lucky? The universe never usually helped them out. Maybe this kindness of them being so near each other was an apology from The System? Whatever it was, it was best not to look a gift horse in the mouth.

The two agreed to meet on a Saturday, when Shen Yuan didn’t have school (being back as a senior in high school sucked).

Here’s the thing, Shang Qinghua sent a long winded text as a warning about how he looked very different. Which…fair. Everyone in PIDW was gorgeous, and people in the real world were not like that.

They agreed to meet at a café. Shen Yuan had sent Shang Qinghua a selfie so the man knew who to look for. It was a decent selfie, one Shen Yuan may have spent too much time on. It was a mirror selfie, showing off a nice outfit and Shen Yuan throwing up a peace sign. The photo showed an older teenager, with black hair that fell to his shoulders, large black eyes, and a silly smile. (He sent the picture to his mom too.) ((Seeing his family again was a whole other story better never to be told. There were a lot of tears and hugs on Shen Yuan’s part. It was a little embarrassing.))

Shen Yuan had gotten to the café early, snagging a corner table and waited with two iced lattes. He watched people out of the window. The streets were busy with both pedestrians and cars, there were delivery bicyclists and people carrying shopping bags. It was crowded. And loud. And dirty.

Being back was weird.

But, having indoor air conditioning was nice. And the internet! Oh God, he’d sell his kidney for the internet back home.

He blinked his eyes, his contacts felt harsh against them. Years without needing them made him forget what they were like. He should’ve worn his glasses, but had honestly forgotten where he put them. Maybe he should buy another pair? It wasn’t like he lacked the funds and he wasn’t sure how long he’d be in the modern world.

It was the chair across from him scrapping across the wooden floor that startled Shen Yuan back into focus.

His phone told him that Airplane was five minutes late.

“About time you showed u—Binghe?” Shen Yuan gapped.

“Close-ish?” Shang Qinghua flushed and adjusted his black framed glasses. His curly hair was kept in an undercut, he had pierced ears and a lip piercing and a sleeve tattoo on his right arm. He had freckles, dimples, and a 5 o’clock shadow too. Which. What? Okay. “Hi.”

That was Shen Yuan’s husbands face looking back at him! Sure, the eyes were black and there was no demon mark, but he intimately knew that face.

“Qinghua?!” Shen Yuan wheezed his name, his heart doing weird things in his chest at the fucking shock. “You look…you’re nearly identical to…”

“Yeah,” Shang Qinghua sighed, “imagine how surprised I was the first time I saw Binghe. The system stole my face!”

The voice was the same as Luo Binghe’s, even though the pitch was a little different.

And the body. Because…Shang Qinghua was tall? And muscular? And he was mother fucking LUO BINGHE.

“What the fuck?” Shen Yuan stared.

Shang Qinghua sighed as he grabbed his iced latte. His nails were painted black.

“My brain can’t—” comprehend this. Shen Yuan’s mind was static. Error 404 bounced around in his brain.

Was this some sick joke? Did The System do this? Was he really back in the bamboo house resting in bed and having a weird as fuck dream?!

“Wanna take this somewhere else?” Shang Qinghua asked, his eyes darted around the establishment uncomfortably. People were staring. At him. Because he was fucking gorgeous.

Shen Yuan had So. Many. Questions.

“Is it as bad as your office at An Ding?” Shen Yuan asked, his lips curled disdain.

Shang Qinghua huffed a soft sound of amusement. “Where do you think Binghe gets his clean freak mentality from?”

“Wait,” Shen Yuan stood up when Shang Qinghua did. “When you said you wrote a self-insert, you didn’t mean Shang Qinghua??? You meant Luo Binghe?!”

“Well, yeah, bro.” It was surreal to hear the word ‘bro’ come out of that mouth. “Binghe is all the good, bad and ugly of me, amped up to eleven. Well…with bad at a fifteen.”

“Wait, what?” The hamster in Shen Yuan’s wheel of a brain began to run faster as thoughts began to practically explode. But there was one that was louder than any of the other:

Did this mean that Shen Yuan basically married Shang Qinghua?!

Look at me back on my BS. HC—Shen Yuan looks like Mobei Jun.

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Shen Yuan was a cute guy, at least his mom always said he was. He honestly didn’t care much for his looks. He was a teenage boy, and his interests lied with books, gaming, and trolling the comments section of the PIDW forums.

So maybe this whole thing was the forums fault?

Apparently Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky was going to make his first ever public appearance at a convention—it was exciting stuff seeing as PIDW just received a live action TV deal. (Shen Yuan wondered if the TV show would be able to transform the utter garbage parts into gold.)

Shen Yuan, with the fervor only a true (anti) fan could muster, scrambled to get his hands on a convention ticket the moment they went on sale. His parents even encouraged him! Happy to see him excited for something other than the internet. Securing his place, he also entered the cosplay competition where Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky would be a judge. Because why not? When else would he get to dress like a xianxia character?

It took him a while to decide who he wanted to dress up as. Look, if it were up to Shen Yuan he’d have been Luo Binghe. But, one, he doubted he could pull it off. Two, there were probably going to be a ton of Luo Binghe’s.

“Be the ice king,” his younger sister suggested one evening while the two fo them were hanging out in Shen Yuan’s room. She was busy on her Switch while he was on his laptop.

“Mobei Jun?” He asked, a skeptical look on his face.

“Yeah! You look like him.”

Which was untrue but whatever. Since he didn’t have any other ideas, he spent weeks (months) perfecting his costume, studying every detail from the illustrations and fan art.

(Shen Yuan learned how to sew for this costume!)

(And spent way too much money on commissioning what he couldn’t make.)

“You need to bulk up a bit,” his second older brother suggested one night. “I read some of Proud Immortal Demon Way, and Mobei Jun isn’t a twig like you.”

“Ha, A-Yuan is more of a twink,” his eldest brother teased.

So…Shen Yuan began to work out. He still had a few months until the costume contest.

It was hard at first, but his doctor had been on board. Granted, Shen Yuan couldn’t really get buff within a few months, but he did wind up with the beginnings of abs, his shoulders broadened and his ass looked great. There were a bunch of girls (and some guys) who made eyes at him at school now. Not that Shen Yuan noticed. But, he did notice that for the first time in his 19 years, he felt healthy.

When the day of the convention finally arrived, Shen Yuan found himself subjected to his sister's meticulous and admittedly skilled hand. She styled his already long black hair, adding extensions to achieve the full, flowing mane of Mobei Jun. She also worked some magic with makeup, highlighting his naturally icy blue eyes, which he had always considered a genetic defect, but today they were his greatest asset.

When he looked in the mirror, he barely recognized himself. There stood Mobei Jun, the demon king, imposing and cold. Shen Yuan’s heart pounded with excitement and a tinge of apprehension as he made his way to the convention center. His siblings in tow, because they wanted to root for him. As embarrassing as that was.

Upon arrival, the crowd was bustling with anticipation. Shen Yuan attracted a lot of attention—both for his stunning costume and his uncanny resemblance to Mobei Jun. A lot of people called out “my king!” As he walked by them, his cloak billowing behind him.

Damn, he felt majestic as fuck.

As he stood before the judges—a voice actress, a manhua artist and Airplane himself—he couldn’t help but feel a mix of pride and anxiety.

That was until he saw Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky for the first time. And. Wow. Okay.

Airplane was younger than Shen Yuan thought. Maybe 20; handsome, which was so weird. Square-jawed, in great shape with his DanDaDan graphic tee stretched enticingly over his pecs and biceps. His hair was curly and kept in an attractive undercut. He wore glasses and had ear piercings and a lip piercing and dimples and a sleeve tattoo. What? What the fuck?

Was Shen Yuan experiencing heart palpitations?

Airplane looked exactly how Shen Yuan envisioned Luo Binghe to look.

Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky's dark eyes widened in surprise and delight at seeing a Mobei Jun cosplay. It wasn’t done often, the king was not a fan favorite. But, his jaw dropped as he stared.

Something happened when Shen Yuan and Airplane's eyes met. A zing went up Shen Yuan's spine. Airplane stopped the contest then and there and declared Shen Yuan the winner while jokingly (not really) asking for his phone number. They did get to chat later, one-on-one, when Airplane began to sign autographs into books.

“Well, My King,” Airplane smiled at Shen Yuan, and there went his heart again! Which was bad, and meant that Shen Yuan probably needed to see a doctor. “What name shall I write out as the receiver of this book?”

“Um,” Shen Yuan’s brain scrambled. Did he give his name? Did he coyly say Mobei Jun? Ah, he didn’t know what he was doing! That was his only excuse as he blurted out, “Peerless Cucumber.”

Airplane froze.

Shen Yuan froze.

And then Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky began to laugh.

Heres a sneak peek of the fanart ive been doing for @kyosuku ‘s courtesan dazai au on ao3, you should absolutely go read it!!!!!

Okay so, i was at school in homeroom and i was wondering something- people outside of america, do you also have your own versions of the pledge of allegiance? This might be a really stupid question but I’ve honestly been staying super disconnected from everything outside of my room the past few years. In the case that you don’t know what the f/// im talking about, every day in the middle of the school day the pledge of allegiance is played over the loud speakers to the whole school, and depending on how lenient your teacher is you may be forced to stand facing whatever american flag is in the room, and either stay in absolute silence until its over, or recite the pledge along with whatever student body member was chosen to say it that day. I didn’t do middle school so personally i don’t know what they do in middle school, but in every single grade leading up to the last year of elementary school we were forced to stand still and silent facing the flag and reciting the pledge. And in Highschool we generally aren’t forced to stand usually, but sometimes you’ll get a class with a teacher who stands for the flag or kids just standing up in total silence facing the flag with their hands resting on their chests above their hearts. Its like, super eerie sometimes. Is this normal???? Or is america just weird like that????

Odysseus being an absolute boyfailure that somehow manages to be super smart but also incredibly dumb and is constantly tired and overworking himself

Literally everyone: I NEED to fuck him

I often think about how Tanjiro never wanted to be a demon slayer. His isn't so much to be good enough to be the Top Demon Slayer, but to be strong enough to help his sister (which coincidentally happens to mean that he has to be pretty damn strong). I think, had nezuko not survived, he would either not have been able to take the heartbreak or, if he still joined the corps, he would have gone into more of a support role, like a kakushi. Tanjiro isn't a vengeance driven person. I mean, getting muzan dead might make him feel a little better about his family being gone, but he knows that won't bring them back. In the end, Tanjiro's quest is a rescue mission, and I think that without Nezuko as a motivator, he would have been repelled by the violence of being a demon slayer. I think he would have clung to his role as a caretaker to keep himself sane, to keep the one scrap of familiarity that he knows. He doesn't care about being the one to land the final blow as long as the blow is dealt, it's why he's generally so good at fighting with a team (especially a team that include Inosuke lmao).

Really this is just me reflecting on tanjiro cooking for the other slayers and thinking about how happy he looks when he's taking care of people in a domestic setting. Also why he was absolutely thriving doing chores in the red light district. He's a protector when he needs to be, but he's happiest when he can be a caregiver.

I'm so glad I got back into writing fanfiction this year after 8 years.

I never thought any of my little fic would do well and I've been blown away by how they've done. @zinder-fox and @venelona If not for you two, I don't think I would've written many at all ❤️

To end the year, I want to pick a few of my favourites that I wrote 😊 1. what dreams are made of This is the first one I wrote and the idea had been in my head for months. I really proud of this one, since I didn't even expect to get even 10 kudos. It encouraged me to continue to write.

2. light in the darkness I remember really wanting to do a mafia boss Dazai x bartender Atsushi fic. I was so happy with how this one turned out and I'm currently working on a sequel. I hope to have the first chapter done for Dazatsu Month.

3. give me a sign It's not one of my more popular fics, but this one if my favourite that I've done.

4. start of something new My first dazatsuya fic😌 I can't believe with how well this fic did. I want to write more fics for them in 2025.

5. isn't he pretty? I want to thank @zinder-fox for writing their mafia boss Atsushi fic. I was inspired. This one I have a sequel written for Dazatsu month.

6. darkest hour This is my second favourite fic that I've written. I love it so much.

tommyinnit about getting a filling at the dentist’s: it was fine because the drills sounded like the robots from Wall-E so i found that quite enchanting

Anyone else think we should just not go back to using tiktok and keep using rednote? If they wanna take something away just to give it back when they feel like they’ve one (like a narcissistic toxic parent would) then maybe we should just not use tiktok anymore????? Idk, im not really caught up on the whole thing or all the minor points of it, but it kinda feels like continuing to use rednote would just be better

reblog if the first musical you listened to was not Hamilton

Methinks your wrong mx. Boo

(i ran out of steam halfway through drawing this)

(This one explains whos who)

you are like the human form of the word Wiggly

lets just say anything why dont we. wiggly looks nothing like me as i am not letters.

Please reblog if you think that “they/them/theirs” is a valid set of pronouns.

this post must be reblogged by everyone

Sometimes it feels like a little bit of ego mania is inherent to human nature, par for the course- other times it feels like im drowning in the doubt of whether im actually smart or just a narcissist. I always thought it was a problem that everyone had, but then i realized that the struggle to confirm to the self that you are who you say you are - whether you said who you were aloud to others or not - is not actually normal. Imposter syndrome is a finicky bitch that needs to pick a lane, are you sticking around or leaving me the hell alone- chop chop i wanna know. At the same time, i know that for people struggling with imposter syndrome (myself included) it can be really difficult to accept facts about yourself as true or untrue- especially when your an avid consumer of books and movies and shit, because every time you feel the imposter syndrome popping up your like “uhm, why do i sound like a book character- ew no, that is cringe i do not want to fall into tropes”

The Analog/Digital Horror Recommendation Post

A lovely follower of mine asked for recommendations on Analog Horror series to watch since I mentioned I'm a big fan of the genre. I figured it would be best to just make a big post about it all!

This post will be split up into three sections: 1) Direct links to Analog/Digital Horror series with series that I have actually engaged in being in red bold 2) Links to analog horror commentary Youtube channels that do a great job of breaking down and explaining series because they can get kinda confusing 3) Some particular series breakdown videos I highly recommend.

Direct Links to Analog/Digital Horror Series

Angel Hare

ChezzKids Archive

Gemini Home Entertainment

Gilbert Garfield

Harmony & Horror

Hypnogogic Archive

Lacey's Games (I couldn't link to the playlist because the creator hasn't updated it with the latest video; just look for the Lacey videos on their channel, as of October 2023 there are 3)

Local 58

Mandela Catalogue

THE MONUMENT MYTHOS

Mystery Flesh Pit National Park (MY FUCKING BELOVED, also not a video series but rather a blog of in-universe promotional materials, documents, photos, etc. I will be linking to an explanation video)

Needlem0use

Vita Carnis

The Walten Files

Welcome Home (artist is here on Tumblr)

Winter of '83

This list will be updated as I watch more Analog/Digital Horror series! In the meantime, you can refer to the Analog Horror page on TV Tropes if you want even more recommendations.

Youtubers Who Dissect Analog Horror

Pagan Valley

Wendigoon (some videos haven't been added to this playlist so I recommend checking out his general channel)

minaxa

Wowman

Nexpo

Night Mind

ARG/Unfiction Analysis Playlist (400+ videos)

ARG/Analog Horror Explained Playlist (80+ videos)

My Fave Explanation/Analysis Videos

Mystery Flesh Pit National Park

A Digital Horror Tragedy - Lacey's Games Explained

The Most UNDERRATED Analog Horror Series: Winter of 83

The Hypnagogic Archive: An Anthology ARG

The Lost Footage of the Hypnagogic Archive

Vita Carnis - A Terrifying Analog Horror

ChezzKids Archive - A Terrifying Digital Horror

What are The Walten Files?

Gemini and the End of the World

Welcome Home: A Perfectly Innocent Lost Puppet Show!

What is Local58?/LOCAL58: The Broadcast Station that Manipulates You

The TRUE Horror of Local 58

Okay y'all, that should keep you busy for a long time, lol. As I said this will be periodically updated as I find new series and videos! Please feel free to add in your own recommendations in the replies, reblogs, whatever if you have them!

I feel like i need to say this where i can be judged for it so i can be sure i understand, because no one ever mentions it when they tell you to ‘be the bigger person’, but Being the bigger person isn’t about being more mature than whoever you’re arguing with, its about not letting yourself turn into the type of person you wouldn’t want to spend time with or hang out around. Don’t be the type of person you’d only befriend begrudgingly. Don’t ever stop trying to be the type of person you’d want to talk with.

A Ninja's job never ends!

Especially when stanked monsters aren't the only creatures that needs wants his attention 😅