mulan dont give a shit
mulan has run out of fucks to give
Mulan no curr
Mulan: “Gurl had it coming.”
Mulan: ” One less bitch, to worry about “
Mulan: “Who’s next?”
Mulan: “Look at all that dishonor”
I’M LAUGHING TO HARD AT THIS OMG
MULAN NO CURR
Mulan: Are you fucking serious Snow
Mulan: I fought in a motherfucking war
Mulan: I saved motherfucking China
Mulan: And you get taken down by a motherfucking apple
DISHONOUR ON YOU! DISHONOUR ON YOUR COW!
If one day I no longer reblog this it’s because I’m no longer in this world.
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“An easy way for Homestuck fans to instantly become sad”
Recorded this into a single audio file after seeing this post and listening to it 7 times straight - http://artisticazurite.tumblr.com/post/33677165478
If it makes you sad now, think about this
You’re going through your old itunes library years and years from now, long after homestuck is over. You’ve grown up, started a family of your own, and probably don’t hang out on your old blog anymore- you don’t have time. For the most part, you’ve just about forgotten about most of your old fandoms and if you haven’t forgotten, you certainly aren’t active in them, anymore. You’re far too busy to deal with those things, now.
But maybe one day you have a free hour or two, so you decide to sort through your itunes playlists- after all these years, you have far too many songs that you don’t care about, anymore, and it’s time to delete them.
For the most part you just see the title and right click and delete, no big deal. But occasionally one or two catch your eye and you decide to listen to them one more time, just to make sure you want to get rid of them.
This is one that catches your eye. You don’t really remember downloading it and the title of the track is just “Rainy Mood- Alternia”
Alternia? Why does that sound so familiar, you wonder. It must be something silly from your past, some song you downloaded on a whim from a band that was a one hit wonder just because it was a “hit” that week (you loop it in with that song, Call Me, Maybe).
But for curiosity’s sake you play it one last time.
And it all hits you- all at once. From the very first note it’s all flooding back to you; the hours you spent online reading this weird comic, the money you spent trying to organize a cosplay (or twelve), the tears you shed over fictional characters and pairings you loved
The friends you made
The friends you don’t really know, anymore
You haven’t had contact with any of them for god knows how long and you haven’t really thought about most of them for the longest time. But you suddenly start remembering them, wondering how they’re doing, wondering if they’ve forgotten all about you, too (you’re sure they have)
Your kids are at school right now
Your significant other at work
You had the day off and you’re all alone in the house
And you cry
THIS IS NOT OK.
y’know… this is kinda happening now actually… because its almost as if the homestuck fandom is falling apart during this hiatus.
HOLY SHIT IT’S A GIF
At first I thought my screen was glitching out. Then I jumped back in horror.
FCG: YOU WANT HER IN EVERY QUADRANT LIKE A DESPERATE FOOL.
Anime dads are the worst.
Because they’re either dead, not around, useless, or the villain.
Or if your son is Eren Jaeger, maybe all four.
Um excuse me, Haruhi’s dad from OHSHC is fabulous so don’t hate.
haruhi’s dad is literally the best dad ever okay
Karkat had always been absolutely fascinated by how romantic it sounded, when he’d first heard of them. A thousand paper stars to grant a wish? It was just like some of the best in his vast collection of movies.
But it wasn’t until a while later that he’d actually start making them. After finding out how to make them after a quick Trolloogle search, he set to work, knowing in his pan that it wouldn’t do anything, but still young and naive enough to hold onto a shred of hope.
It took a while, and used up lots of paper. Star after star after star.
When he was at about half a jar, he just.. stopped. It became a bit boring. A tiny bit dull. Star after star after tedious, colorful little star.
A couple perigrees or so later, when he was self-decidedly smarter and also wiser, he got into a dramatic, slur filled fight with Captor. He had thrown his arms up in outrage, when out of the corner of his eyes he spotted the jar, still half-full., covered with a thin layer of dust. Pausing, he slid the pieces of paper over, and began again.
It became a sort of ritual for him after that. Get into a fight, a couple paper stars, wake up in early evening grumpy, a couple more. After a short while of this, the jar was full. He placed it next to the husktop moniter, and stared at it occaisionally. A thousand and one were in there, prevented from growing little legs and escaping by a sturdy cork.
He.. waited. And waited. And then, he started another jar. Feel shitty, make stars, wanted to go into an absolute rage, make a few more. It didn’t make him feel any better, of course. Just gave him something to do that wasn’t tearing his whole hive down and throwing it at Her Condescension Herself until She came over and culled him personally.
The jars multiplied. He made a couple more friends, if he could call them that, somehow. More colors went into the mix. Sooner or later twelve separate colors filled up the jars.
When he’d been thrust into the game, he’d started making them with a fury. Anything to stay inside and not look at the nauseating color of his land.
The jars piled up. He got more and more frustrated with each one, as time went by.
But he kept them there, as a brightly colored silent confirmation that magic doesn’t exsist, and he’d never get any of his wishes granted.
Self-destruction is a beautiful thing.
this is absolutely beautiful get on my blog
how is it that I am so in love with a fandom that I’m not even in!?
protip if you love it you are a part of it
embrace the homestuck we love you
so recently i realized something about this scene, small really, but i think it’s notable. In these scene we are shown that at least one version of Eridan made it to the poofy pants of god tier. Now I’m not sure if being a doomed timeline interferes with this, we all know the only way for a god tier player to die is either heroically or justly.
I remembered that when thinking about this scene and it got me wondering, how did this one die? Now i may be wrong, sort of depends on how forgiving Feferi is i guess and if they are even from the same time line, but i don’t think she would be hanging around with him if he had died a villain.
So I think there is a pretty good chance that, in at least one time line, Eridan could have died a hero
what if he died before feferi and his heroic death involved protecting her
u two up there need to stop