ALTMary Oliver, from “Lead.” [ID in alt text]
Wilbur being the most relatable cc out there
[transcript:
Phil: Uh, Ao3 got fuckin', uh, hacked by some no-life people, and I think—
Wilbur: (extremely loud scream) NOOO!
Phil: And a bunch of teenagers and you, uh, got sad. (laughs)
Wilbur: (small voice) My novel...
Phil: I think it's gonna be back up—
Wilbur: (normal voice) How are people gonna read the Wilbur van?
Phil: It's gonna be back up, I would think, soon, but like, you know, it's not on the priority list of anyone there. 'Cause it's, you know. Just a fuckin' fanfic website. It's not like—
Wilbur: What?
Phil: It's not like YouTube.
Wilbur: "Just a fanfic website." Phil.
Phil: I mean, I'm talking in terms of like, you know, it's not Google. It's not something that needs to be up for the populous to survive, right?
Wilbur: (darkly) I don't need Google.
Phil: It's like, a little niche part of the internet that like, people are sad—
Wilbur: The internet's rotting, Phil. Phil we're losing the internet every second. We must defend it. That's—
end transcript.]
okay so i made a thing as well. i don't know if anyone's done this, or if anyone even needs this, but here's a general idea of where gl!ranboo was bonked with metal spikes
"Crooked, previously-broken nose" is such a hot trait to give your characters. Im begging you to fuck up your characters' noses
Tumblr is probably auto flagging shit based off of one of their famously bad algorithms but I've been seeing an uptick in community labels recently and I just want to say if you personally flag anyone else's posts you are literaly a cop and everyone else hates you. Delete your blog
time to consume a questionable amount of mandarin orange fruit cups
I can’t even look at anything mandarin/clementine/orange, not after I ate 78 of them in two weeks
Unfortunately for me, every year I forget they exist, that is until summer brings its warmth. Then they’re all I can think about.
shoutout to physically disabled people whose bodies are just wrecked beyond belief and who are grateful for every new day and whose youth was defined by a decline in health and who struggle to plan for the future or imagine it
It’s really hard to be like this and to get through the next days sometimes. watching your peers in the prime of their lives while your condition slowly kills you really isn’t fair. but we do what we can with what we have and I’m proud of us
