Latest Posts by sleepypizzazombie - Page 7
never let anyone tell u how many commas can go in a sentence, u measure that shit with ur heart
Stop drawing dionysus skinny challenge
Bitch is the god of feasts, he's got chub, he's got meat. Aphrodite is the god of romance and love but dionysus is the god of sex and orgies, he is ideal cuddling density, dude HAS a tummy.
CLOAKCLOAKCLOAKCLOAK
Does anyone want to see the presentation I made on what historical fashion trends we should bring back and which should burn in hell I made for a PowerPoint party?
Wei Wuxian unknowingly left a headache behind for the Jins
I vaguely recall reading something about how the Greek’s made concrete(?) being unknown for so long. This real durable concrete and no one could make it.
Oh they had the recipe. They did have that! But it didn’t work.
Until someone used ocean water. They did not say it was ocean water because back then it was so obvious what you used, no one bothered noting it down.
I say this because I want everyone to consider this in regards to Wei Wuxian and the notes he left behind. Not only are they a chaotic mess – because he goes off on tangents about farming, Wen Qing being mean, A-Yuan being adorable, suddenly it’s all about Lan Wangji again wtf, and then there is the various doodles of both amazing art and insulting caricatures – Wei Wuxian only is writing for himself. He’s not making a cultivation manual, he’s making notes for himself, notes on his experiments, notes that tie into what he knows already. He’s personally improving his cultivation, not building a means to teach others.
So just imagine Xue Yang cursing as he tries to figure out why the ghost whistles – meant to either drive away or beckon ghosts, an improvement on the spirit-lure flags and meant specifically to help keep the Burial Mounds safe for the Wen Remnants – don’t work. He follows exactly what Wei Wuxian put down, makes them out of bamboo he carves himself and paints with the right characters in blood, and they still don’t work. Because to Wei Wuxian, living in the Burial Mounds it’s very obvious that he uses the bamboo that grows in the resentful energy rich Burial Mounds.
Or Jin Guangyao, trying to figure out how he made the Ghost General for the thousandth time and getting nowhere because no where does it specifically mention that part of it involved how Lan Wangji was there playing his guqin with spiritual energy and how that interacted in a fascinating fashion with the resentful energy to pull back Wen Ning’s mind after a lot of previous rituals and experiments. The closest it gets to noting that is the five page gush over Lan Wangji’s visit and the meal he shared with him alongside A-Yuan.
Mo Xuanyu keeps his position in Jin Sect in part because he can actually figure out a good chunk of Wei Wuxian’s notes and organize them into mostly useful forms. But even he sometimes struggles to figure out something left behind. Like the blood lock spell – that protects something from anyone who does not share your blood, something even more useful to Wei Wuxian as he’s an only child with no known living relatives – he tries multiple times, never getting it to work, and fails to realize the reason there is a doodle of the moon nearby is because it is the phase of the moon necessary for the ritual to work.
Just. Wei Wuxian, writing down personal experimentation notes, unknowingly driving the Jin Sect insane. And then when he returns he fails to understand what is the problem until Lan Wangji talks him through it and suddenly so much makes more sense.
holy shit guys u have 2 check out this grandma
you ever think abt how mustang was a war criminal then decided to over throw the government like slow down boy one geneva convention violation wasn’t enough for you
tumblr is so like. meaningless. just clicking around. reading lil poem fragments. reblogging things just bcuz the vibe is good. seeing the same paintings on the dash 5 times in a day. making my little 2 note posts. love it here.
Roy writing his first letter home: “Dear Aunt, I am in love. I’ve met master’s young daughter and only this week she held me at gunpoint, outsmarted me in chess and wiped the floor with my ass when i tried to help her with dinner. I’m gonna marry her”
My favorite hc for young Riza and Roy is that Riza is this feral country girl that hunts all her food, doesn’t have a ton of friends, and is very wary of her fathers new apprentice. Roy, on the other hand, is this dumb lil city boy who has been brought up with the number one rule in his household being Respect Women, and does not know how to approach this 12 year old with a gun who really doesn’t like him.
theres something inherently holy about kitchens
Unmute !
My most toxic trait is hating when other people are in the kitchen
We don’t talk enough about how this was not glamor
Nor was it rehearsed, he pulled this straight out of pocket and stuck the landing. Remarkable.
I am 25 and I have never been in love. That’s one of those facts that makes me Sit and stew and sigh like a dog on One of his off days.
I am 25 and I have never been in love. But I once drove twenty minutes to a Bakery to get my friend a cake for her 16th birthday with the face of her Favorite band on it. And she told me That was her favorite thing she’s ever Gotten and we watched fireworks all night.
I am 25 and I have never been in love. But I have held someone after a breakup As they cried and cried and cried, And gave them my favorite jam and tea And told them that if love is an anchor That means it is also a boat. You will find Your way to harbor again.
I am 25 and I have never been in love. But I have raised terrified kittens in my Bedroom. You let them sniff you first, You always let them sniff you, you put Out food, you don’t give chase. You wait. And one day they come to you. And sit on your lap and purr like A motor terraforming Mars itself.
I am 25 and I have never been in love. But I have picked myself up after all My worst days and given myself soup When I’m so sick I can’t stand And given myself cakes on the days I feel Like dead ashes and tape that’s lost its stickiness. I have licked my own wounds and healed my own Bruises, I have called myself beautiful Even when I don’t feel it.
I am 25 and I have never been in love. But maybe I have.
nobody look at me I'm an idiot
Please, please, I am BEGGING you, link the original poem. This too good not to be shared. Absolutely perfect
I’m never gonna finish this meme;
5/15 otps : Roy Mustang x Riza Hawkeye (Fullmetal Alchemist)
keep your angels and your heaven;
I love a damned boy, and he loves me
We have so many words for hate, let's create as many new words for love.
When I first came to this site it was for content and comfort and community I couldn't find in my own surroundings, and I love this place, it still calms me. But the bitter side of being here is that every day I learn more and more about violence happening in the world. I first learned about racism in here. I first learned about homophobia in here. And hate crimes, and ableism and transphobia and misogyny and the many ways religion is treated. And it had taught me much. I find out that I too had participated in such acts of hate. I became a better person and changed my ways of thinking but I still have a lot to grow. It saddens me that every act of violence and hate has its own definition for it, because it means that such thing happened so often people created a new word for it. It saddens me that more and more such word are created every day. And I wish it wouldn't have to be this way, but I realise that people can't just give up on hate. But maybe one day we will. I hope that one day we will. But in the meantime, let's lay a foundation for it. Let's do for every act of violence and equal act of love and compassion and understanding and kindness. Let's do it again and again, that it would became its own phenomenon with its own definition.
We have so many words for hate, let's create as many new words for love.
Que in, Hawks storming in and nailing every question, because "that asshole stole my CDs and I'm getting them back! "
“At my funeral I want a giant game of Kahoot about my life and whoever wins gets my will.”
— Dabi, probably
feels like tumblr series finale tonight
Okay, hair is a legitimate concern. But what about the eyebrows though
Now that the Todoroki bit is confirmed it is time to move on to the next big Dabi mystery…. WHAT COLOR IS HIS HAIR
i love how out of all the touya reveals i’ve read in fanfic, literally none of us predicted dabi fortnite dancing his way to the family dinner table
everyones talking about rip midoriya ‘cause he’s dealing with all the family drama, but no. no.
RIP in fucking pieces Manual: The motherfucking Normal Hero who did not sign up for keeping up with the todoroki’s, OR bakugou’s swiss cheesery eureaka moment, OR aizawa’s tis but a scratch leg removal OR midoriya’s double whammy chamber of secrets-esque arm deboning shenanigans and his avatar cycle bending battle with shigaraki. Not to mention last time he was near a UA intern, that kid went to fucking murder someone, and guess what, manual has to deal with him right now too.
i nominate november 5, 2020 as the single most buckwild night in internet history
anything else you want me to manifest before i go to bed? a fifth season of bbc sherlock, perhaps? a lorax sequel? babygate reveal? cole sprouse socal experiment but it’s dylan this time? it’s been a while since our first dashcon, hasn’t it? also wasn’t there also something about an apocalypse that was supposed to wipe us out in 2012…