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Whimzywherein - Whimzy - Tumblr Blog
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I think the universe is out to get me. I tried to go to the mall yesterday but threw up in the basement of my university's dining hall instead.
After that, my purse broke. My roommate and I stared at each other in silence for a solid 30 seconds before they said "let's just... Go home."
Anyways apparently someone got mugged by the mall that day so maybe the universe did me a favor.
If things to wrong, you can always attempt to seduce the sentient algae covered scuba gear from the mid 1930's that crawled out of the ocean last night between the hours of 3:00am and 5:00am.
Nurse Ratched could crush my head between her thighs and I'd have no problem with it.
It's times like these that make me realized how touchstarved I am :(
I feel like lava is how I'm gonna go out. I'm gonna end up in Hawaii or somewhere and my family won't be able to restrain me before I throw myself into the flaming jelly of hell.
lava and jellyfish are two incredibly attractive substances that beg my monkey brain to touch them, but simultaneously would be the absolute worst possible things to touch
LOOK AT THAT GOOP
pretty, iridescent, LUSCIOUS, forbidden touch objects
It's 11 pm it's time for
Raiding my kitchen like a feral fucking opossum.
Skfnfjejdnzakd have some TOH stuff.
(I love emperor belos with all my heart and spent most of my day learning to draw him.)
I’d do more but like.... no. Motivation doesn’t exist and it’s 1 AM HOLYSHIT I GOTTA GO TO BED-
Physically? I am here. But mentally? I am a Victorian era child eating pasties in an alleyway, surrounded by rats.
Spooky Mingos
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Please I don't want to see the clOWNS mATE like sNAKES post anymore make it stop!! 😢💀
clowns are hermaphrodites and mate like slugs, hanging upside down
I'm screaming they look like the burnt reject peep pile.
that tumblr post that asked why we’ve never seen baby pigeons made me want to look up what baby pigeons looked like and i SO regret this decision
THESE are baby pigeons
Stupid "The Owl House" AU idea:
Emperor Belos but it turns out he was Luz's dad the whole time.
(I guess spoilers?? ....Yea... Spoilers. Be careful, idiots)
Think about it, this chick has no father figure. All she has is her mom and Eda and Lilith and King and... I guess her friends?
Please- just imagine the possibilities.
We KNOW thanks to Young Blood, Old Souls, that he DOESNT want to conquer the human world. So why does he want a go back? Wife. Bitch wanna see his wife.
The moment he and Camilla meet up tho she's just like "Where the hell have you been."
Awkward family dinners?
Bro does he even eat. Or would he just crack open a palisman like an egg and dump it in his eyes again.
Belos and Luz having awkward father daughter moments because they tried to kill each other :))))
Tension between Belos and Eda cause they both care about Luz but she's got wild magic and he's got the coven system.
Belos trying to convince Luz to join a coven??? But Eda and King fuel her chaotic teenage energy and tell her to defy the system.
He's been gone from their lives so long he's banished to the couch. He tried to beat up their daughter so he must sleep on the couch as punishment for his bad boy emperor crimes.
King is just the family dog.
You know that trope about the dad saying "we're not getting a dog" but he and dog become best friends? That's Belos and King.
PARENT NIGHT AT HEXSIDE?
CAMILLA, EDA, AND BELOS JUST STROLL IN AND PRINCIPAL BUMP HAS NEVER BEEN SO INTIMIDATED OR CONFUSED. LIKE???? WH A T.
This would also mean that Camilla just??? Knows about the boiling isles I guess??? But there's already so many AUs where she does so- this is just another body to throw on the pile.
Just-
Imagine the possibilities.
What if like-
I just sat in my bed for 17 hours every day eating brownie brittle. Can god spite me at this point? No? Okay good.
I read Frankenstein and why does Victor get sick so much-
"Oh my best friend was found dead on the beach and they think I killed him? Coma time."
"What's that? My wife of 5 hours was murdered because I was busy pacing around my house with a gun? Another Coma."
"I'm explaining my life story to Walton who's going back to England soon and will probably share it with the world? GUESS I'LL D I E."
Hecc
I've made a strange decision to get into the wtnv podcast. Help. I'm on episode 32 at the moment.
we stan one (1) slightly murderous creation
I've forgotten Tumblr exists again so here's some random questions I thought of recently that made me question my life choices.
Can vampires drink the blood of Christ. (cause I mean- it's blood but. It's holy blood? So like how does this work.)
How the hell did I get so obsessed with the Victoria era recently.
So did ladies wear corsets and bras or did bras not exist back then. Or- wait no.
How am I failing my electronics class when literally every formula is almost the same.
Why are bathing suits called bathing suits? Like, were they originally meant to be bathed in? But like, how would that work you're wearing clothes still so obviously you're not bathing everything.
Okay can I actually bake cookies at a higher temperature then the box says so they get done faster or will they just explode.
I remember I read something about special coffins that were basically giant seedpods so that your gravesite literally grew into a tree. If I, hypothetically, chose to have an apple tree as my seedpod coffin, and apples grew on it, would that therefore be cannibalism since I am basically that tree, or would that still be considered eating an apple.
So there you go. Enjoy my Idiocracy. Because I, the naive little ravioli that I am, somehow question the stupidest things.
Hey I forgot Tumblr existed for a while
So uh yeah. Basically I've spent the last few months preparing for a freaking school musical, and shiz, and I've forgotten I had a Tumblr. So maybe I'll start posting shiz again? Maybe? Idk man.
ÒwÔ my friend made this I can't stop laughing help.
So this is fun
I don't know what to hell to do with my life at the momento.