death the kid is such a… weird character. i cant think of another character like him because he’s so weird. like, he’s the son of the grim reaper with horrible ocd and perfectionism issues and also he dresses like a preppy goth in full tuxedo but he also rides a skateboard named beelzebub and does cool tricks on it whenever presented the opportunity also he has guns. none of those character traits sound like they belong to the same person. hes somehow both the coolest and lamest character in the show.
Im back!
Anyway, the first thing i wanted to explain was why i was gone so long
I was sleeping over at my friends house few weeks ago(i don't know how long ago it was) and while i was charging my phone
At first i wasnt so bothered by it, so i turned it off and waited a bit before turning it back on. But the phone was still glitching. And i started getting frustrated. My and my friend tried everything, but nothing worked.
And the glitching got so bad that i ended up getting a new phone the next monday. You're probably wondering why i took so long to post. When i finally got a new phone, the old phone's glitching was so bad that i lost EVERYTHING on that phone ( minus the contacts i had saved on a drive).
Which i will say why this is important in the next post
Reblog and you might save someone’s life, especially with all our Black Girls going missing #ProtectBlackGirls #SaveLife
Random linguistic worldbuilding: A language with six sets of pronouns, which are set by one's current state of existence. There's a separate pronoun for people who are alive, people who are dead, and potential future people who are yet to be born, and the ambiguous ones of "may or may not be alive or aleady dead", "may or may not have even been born yet", and the ultimate general/ambiguous all-covering one that covers all ambiguous states.
The culture has a specific defined term for that tragic span of time when a widow keeps accidentally referring to their spouse with living pronouns. New parents-to-be dropping the happy surprise news of a pregnancy by referring to their future child with the "is yet to be born" pronoun instead of a more ambiguous one and waiting for the "wait what did you just say?" reactions.
Someone jokingly referring to themselves with the dead person pronouns just to highlight how horrible their current hangover is. A notorious aspiring ladies' man who keeps trying to pursue women in their 20s despite of approaching middle age fails to notice the insult when someone asks him when he's planning to get married, and uses the pronoun that implies that his ideal future bride may not even be born yet.
A mother whose young adult child just moved away from home for the first time, who continues to dramatically refer to their child with "may or may not be already dead" until the aforementioned child replies to her on facebook like "ma stop telling people I'm dead" and having her respond with "well how could I possibly know that when you don't even write to us? >:,C"
It’s an old tradition that during a leap year women could propose to men. This was usually depicted as old or ugly women trapping men, but some art focused more on the role reversal and could be quite cute.
I have a soft spot in my heart for the last one because it plays on the idea of “undesirable” people, a tall masculine woman and a shy effeminate man, finding each other but instead of mocking them depicts it as sweet that she could finally ask him because he was too shy and insecure to ask her.
Pushed and Hidden beneath the docks
Shallow breaths between the boards
Watching in terror
Unable to move
Screams of sorrow And cries for help
Both go ignored
The unfair battle rages on
Till the screams stop
And the waters go red
Baptized with blood of her mother
Bathed in the blood of her peers
No soul or sound left
Silence...
Beneath the docks she had hid
Leelah Alcorn’s blog was deleted and posts about her are being removed. Don’t stop spreading this. Reblog everything you can, post everything you can.
These are her pictures
here are some of her drawings
this is her note
Don’t let this die.
Not this.
introducing my four year old niece to the concept of "moral dilemmas" by telling her that i'm a monster that eats children and that i know it's wrong but i'm so so so hungry and everything else tastes yucky. i've tried all the human food in the world and it all tastes so yucky i can't even eat it. i can only eat children and i'm so hungry
I don't post too often, but when I do, it's mostly reblogs, lol. Currently in College/Uni!! (he/they)
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