I'm In Awe Some People Are Geniuses And It Scares Me

Me asf

UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Losing my mind🧟‍♀️🧟‍♀️😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

young Hank

petition to name Terry/Clint Tent instead of Clerry

I fucking breathe for this typa content.

Bistro Huddy as text posts hihi

Pt 1/?

Time for new headcanons 👀🙏🏻

I believe that Mary in her youth was full of love and passion for adventure! Arthur opened up a new world for her and they were truly completely absorbed in each other and the events around them.

And of course she was a frequent visitor to the gang’s camp!

Actively sobbing please he's such a cynical sarcastic bastard but draws them little sentimental hearts only when he thinks of Mary

thinking about arthur and the hearts he drew in his journal

2nd image is by @/thrillhouss3 on reddit

bonus john

Me in a professional kitchen environment with lots of things to keep me busy: I can handle high heat, oil burns, deep cuts and carry huge potato sacks and other weights with little to no effect on the working process, and I aspire to be excellent in everything I'm tasked with

Me during Covid/online therapy classes: Mmh.... I cant stay seated for two mimnutes and push a coumple buttonms on my laptop for my assignmemt.. . It's due tonigmt...i need a distraction 🥺👉👈

Just Trevor, Trevving 💅

ever the grumpy bastard

He is so fucked up that I wouldn't even try to fix him but it just makes me want him more 😂😂😂(not funny) (I need to seek help) (awesome analysis ty author:3)

⸻ headcanon.

leo doesn't think of himself as human. he sees himself as something primal, animalistic, nothing like the average person. one of the sole times he references himself -- DOGS BARK, BABE. SNAKES CRAWL. LEO KILLS. -- he makes direct comparisons to animals.

it's only further proof of how the project has harmed him. while fundamentally aware that he doesn't want to be this way, repeated conditioning has drilled into him that an animal is all he is ; acting on instinct, without thinking, without feeling, an intrinsic muscle memory playing out over and over for survival.

truly, it's something that causes him a lot of anguish in the brief moments when he allows himself to dwell on it. is killing something he truly enjoys, or something he has been forced to enjoy? is it enjoyment, or survival? or something else -- duty, hate? would forgoing his animal nature bring him peace, or would he find himself again with blood dripping from his hands and pooling beneath his feet whether he chose it or not?

where does leo end and the project's assassin begin?

he thinks, perhaps, the waters have become too muddied to tell. and so, he embraces what he has become, for it's all he knows now. maybe another day he'll be able to think of puppy dogs and football.