We’ll We’ll We’ll If It Isn’t Autocorrect

You ever been in a state where you physically have no energy, but you're bored and socially understimulated so you kind of wish you could just invite people to come over like this:

Concept comic for a scene I'm writing for Trod

Takes place in the before-Shamura and mass dissention arc. I think the menticide mushrooms would react horrifically combined with godhood. Instead of seeing things that aren't real, they see real things they're not supposed to

reblogging for the word play

⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ 𝕿𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓪 𝕽𝓾𝓵𝓮𝓻

𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝔂. ⋆˙⟡

I saw your brother's mystery sack☹️

Excuse me?

Is he selling products without my knowledge?—Please, don’t buy anything my brother sells.

me getting this on my feed 2 days after starting a save file called the immortals with the intent to make a fully immortal cult??

AND im playing as the goat?????

"Makhesa, the fifth bishop, the god of Life. His followers, blessed by him, never knew true death again. From the moment the Bearer of the Purple Crown appeared, the world was cursed to eternal existence. The other Bishops, oh, they thrived on this, binding their flock with trust and loyalty.

But eternal life came with a price. The longer beings dodged death, the closer the Curse came, poisoning mind and body. The cursed, they lost themselves, piece by piece — self-control, memories of loved ones, compassion... all replaced by an insatiable hunger and emptiness. The fight against the Curse was futile, with medicines and resources dwindling year after year.

Makhesa began to doubt. What is Life without an end? What is the purpose of his existence, to guard a suffering, decaying immortal world? Would it not be kinder to free the world from this curse he so loved?

The Bishops feared change, they feared finitude. But most of all, they feared losing their brother. So, they imprisoned the god of Life in limbo, where he could wield the Purple Crown's power no longer.

Ah, but the cards were dealt, and fate was sealed. The prophecy spoke of a new Bearer of the Purple Crown, destined to emerge. And all would come to know the god of Death, the deliverer from the Curse, the harbinger of the end of all things".

— Makhesa and The Goat get along well with each other; they have a trusting relationship. — Makhesa allows The Goat to come to Limbo at any time. — From Makhesa, one can get descriptions of items and small lore fragments. — Makhesa is a proponent of the idea that the world does not need either the Crowns or the bearers of the Crowns.

boyfriend asked what i was doing, told him i was editing a picture, boyfriend asked "is it something like house stretched out with the words 'menstrual blood' on it or some shit?", boyfriend was wrong, boyfriend was also onto something this goes hard

please stop posting furry porn with no warnings im at school :(

hair is washed. i am lovable and capable of loving again

fr. also soup u like undertale??

Of course sans won the contest by 0.1 percent. That's the laziest possible way to win.

idk why are YOU so long

clawing at the walls why are spanish sentences so long