Who Wants To See The Worst Thing Ive Seen This Week

In one of my film classes last semester we had to tell a story in 3 pictures for a mini assignment so my friend and I did this

reblog if youre an idiot. reblog if youre just a fucking fool.

The best post I've seen

I finally watched Fatal Journey and I made a bunch of funny screenshots so enjoy [part 1]

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I BOTH HATE AND LOVE HOW ACCURATE THIS POST IS

controversial take: diluc looks like the lovechild of steak and red wine from food fantasy

Minneapolis police shoot TV reporter & camera crew with some sort of projectile (5/29/20 evening)

when kafka said ‘you wouldn’t believe the kind of person I could become if you wanted it’ and when brontë said ‘if you ever looked at me with what I know is in you, I would be your slave’ and when Sartre said ‘if I’ve got to suffer it may as well be at your hands’

Do it for Sephiroth

Lan Ghost #1: I knnnew it. I KNEW it. That Lan Wangji was a trouble maker from the start!

Madam Lan: Don’t look at me! He gets it from YOUR side of the family!

Lan Ghost #2: He’s just trying to help his friend! 

Lan Ghost #1: Pffff “friend”.

Lan Ghost #3: If he tries to protect Wei Wuxian, Gusu Lan will be implicated, dishonour will befall the family, traditional values will disintegrate -

Lan Ghost #4: Not to mention Wei Wuxian apparently already HAS a child. 

Lan Ghost #3: My disciples never got into such trouble, they all became wandering healers.

Qingheng-jun: Well, we can’t ALL be wandering healers.

Lan Ghost #1: No, your son just has to fall in love with a NECROMANCER! 

"I could fix him" "I could make him worse" I could make him care about me so much that he's risk the universe to save me, that he'd kill himself to save md. i could make him leave me behind and i could love him enough to stay with him. he could become worse of his own volition in a way that only hurts me. we could walk in circles for daysweeksyears, long enough that our joined hands fuse together and we become as one. we could become one another completely and utterly and we could say i will not see the other dead, i would die before they did, and so we stay alive together. we could become our own people again, but there is a part of him in me and a part of me in him. we could walk away, and we could hold hands and he could say it's no longer necessary and i could say i know. and we would still hold hands.

I firmly believe that some stories can never be translated into a different medium and that's okay