Isn't This Wonderful? You're Almost 1/4 Of The Way There 🙃

does anyone else have a drink that u just go crazy when u have it ? like i pour myself apple juice and it’s gone in 3 seconds because i can’t control myself around it

rb & tag what drink u can’t have around u for more than 5 seconds

I haven't drawn in so long that my gojo sketch looks like this

It's giving...

Just put them together and....

Can I tickle ur pickle

Only on Tuesdays

Have a good day or something, I don't know.

This might be stupid that I'm just now making this connection but-hear me out-

Rio kinda looks like an axolotl

Im not the only one...right?

Mario is a Homicidal Psychopath

Mario is typically hailed as a hero, because that's what we see in the games, but that is far from the truth.

I'd like to point out that every game has been made from his perspective. It doesn't matter what we see from that perspective, because we know it's warped. Mario is a mass murderer, Mario has insane ambition, and he's stalked Peach for years.

Mario has brutally murdered thousands of Bowsers lackeys in horrible ways such as crushing in their cranium or throwing the corpses at the living. This is something that can only stem from a deranged person.

Mario has gone to extreme lengths to find peach, such as traveling across worlds and along the way, very often, indulging in murder. This is all due to his commitment to find Peach, but looking at this from an outsiders perspective is quite harrowing.

There is reason to believe that Mario experiences hallucinations. He eats red mushrooms with white spots, which are commonly called "fly amanita" mushrooms. The reason for assuming maro hallucinates being: these mushrooms are a potent neurotoxin. Symptom of ingesting these mushrooms just happens to be: hallucinations and confusion (or lack of proper brain functions). Mario continuously eats these.

Further evidence to support that Mario falsely believed that Peach was kidnapped includes (1) Once Mario broke into Bowser's Castle, Peach was completely unharmed, (2) Bowser even stood between Mario and Peach--never showing any intention to harm her--infact, he appeared to be trying to protecther, and (3) The Black Jack song "Peaches" just expresses that Bowser felt nothing but love towards Peach, and wanted to protect her.

The fact that Mario sees Peach getting kidnapped or in a cage can all be chalked up to his deluded perception of reality from the consumption of a neurotoxin and his unstable mental state.

Bowser was protecting Peach, and Mario--an insane and homicidal man--brutally murdered him by throwing him in lava after crushing his skull. Then, Mario kidnapped Peach by forcing her to go with him.

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Workaholic Pt.1

Fandom: Stardew Valley

Sabastian x reader

'I have 3 hours to get down 2 more levels' Your hurried footsteps echoed through the cavern. The heavy thuds ricochet against the damp cave walls and water droplets mixed with the dirt and rock below, making a crunchy and muddy mess of your shoes.

Rocks crumbled under your pickaxe, and overgrown vines were shredded by your scythe. The squeaks of bats and the indescribable sounds of slimes closed in.

Dozens of rocks lay in ruin; precious gems forgotten in corners that seemed to momentarily escape your concentration. The last rock in this damp hell yields nothing. Not a hidden ladder-nor salvageable stone - just ache.

'Damn, a rock crab' the creature scuttled toward you with its tough skinned limbs. The creature-in one swift movement-cut into the flesh of your leg. Blood began to escape the wound.

'No, I'm almost there.' Thirty minutes left; one level until another elevator shaft appears. The energy in your body began to drain, and the rock crab fell lifeless due to your heavy sword.

The bat to your left dove to your head but met your sword. It too fell limp. The slime slowly bounced over to you. You stepped towards the bat's corpse to collect it's wings but the ground below crumbled.

You mentally cursed until a familiar 'ding' filled the cavern. A beautiful diamond-adorned rock twinkled in the dim light of your glowing ring.

Your stopwatch stopped clicking, the silence wad deafening. 12:00 AM. Your bones felt too heavy for you to carry.

The ground behind you crumbled and a growl was heard. Your heart dropped. You hobbled over to the elevator, blood painting the void colored ground beneath you.

A bottle on your hip clanked against a cherry bomb, setting a beeping timer.

You threw the small red explosive behind you and chugged the liquid in the pale red-well used-bottle. The taste was earthy and opulent, spicy and somewhat fruity. The liquid heavily coated your throat and the previous gash on your leg sealed in a white light.

You entered the elevator feeling like time paused as the dust and mud on your body was lifted by the effects of the life elixir. You heard a faint explosion as the elevator traveled upward.

12:10 AM. You ran through the suffocating darkness back to your small cabin. The smell of the mountains calming your nerves.

12:50 AM. You stood outside the door, with the energy from the elixir quickly fading. Taking a deep breath you entered the cabin.

A fire was lit to warm the house. You stumbled past the TV that played a screen over encumbered by static and white noise-glancing for a moment but loosing interest. You dropped your bag of heavy rocks and gems and tools by the bedside. Dust clouded the floor.

You maneuvered yourself under the blankets and glanced over at Sebastian. He cuddled up to your cat, Soup. He stirred in his sleep.

"Hmmn... Babe? It's late." He grumbled.

"I know. I was only in the mines a bit, I stayed in the cleared areas." You said, lying through your teeth. He eyed you.

"See? Not a scratch." Your eyes grew heavy. He rolled over to face you. You cuddled him and closed your eyes.

"You smell like mushrooms..." He said, a tinge of sadness.

"I know." You replied, heart sinking.

"You got hurt again. Didn't you?" He asked.

Your eyed burned. You held back the lump in your throat.

"I'm fine." You tried not to let your voice waver.

"That's not what I asked." He gripped the back of your shirt.

"I know." You said pulling him closer.

Soup hopped off the bed and lay in front of the fireplace.

"I love you."

"I'm sorry."

You both spoke in sync. He looked at your closed eyes that leaked tears. He examined the scrunched expression and how your lips pressed into a thin line. He wasn't mad. He held your face gently and leaned in to kiss you.

"I love you too." You said to him, before he could pepper kisses to your face like he usually does. His heart felt heavy. You both fell asleep after that.

Usually, when I wake up, for the first few seconds, there's foggy mental confusion, no internal monologe, just vibes. I sorta just realized that my first internal thought were... not typical. So, now I'm keeping a collection.