Latest Posts by p1nball-c0la - Page 4

what kind of drugs are in Lemon Demon songs why the hell is Neil so good at what he does

how can i do something like that

why does Neil cover so many artistic bases I think the man is immortal

Now if I can just treat this as a college to-do list

These are all so good. This is what the internet is for.

Wrote a two paragraph essay for a final about how Nick from The Great Gatsby is super gay for Gatsby and got a perfect score is this how it feels to be god

I'm obsessed with Spider-Man but like. Only by proxy. Like I see all the headcanons, I get clips of the Avengers cast on my Instagram feed, but like. I've only seen two Spider-Man movies, and even then, it was like, only the beginnings of them. I own a poster of the comics. I'm gonna buy the newest Spider-Man game and probably a suit eventually. But like. I'm only in this fandom in the sense of like I have the basic gist of Peter Parker.

Hey Tumblr guess who's back with a full Be More Chill obsession

Completely and entirely spurred on by my best friend- and now partner- who I'm now slowly pulling down the path of becoming a theatre kid

Thanks to my aforementioned partner, boyf riends is now something I actively seek on AO3 and I have a heightened love for red slushies and everything that makes me the nerd I am.

I'm healing the long forgotten theatre kid in me

Okay so I like DnD and yesterday my buddy and I got started on a backrooms themed campaign (I was allowed/supposed to be alone for this part so the other party members weren't necessary) and apparently I just picked every option that noped me the fuck out of danger every time.

The DM was trying to get me to open a hole in the floor to open the void (or level -1) and I just. Didn't.

They described an almond water cooler a little too suspiciously for my taste, so I skipped it and came to a fork in the endless hallways, where I heard a baby crying on my left and a woman screaming on my right, so I just went back to the water cooler.

After having my drink I went back to the fork, where both annoying human(?) noises had stopped so I just looked around and saw a door that ended up leading to a ladder and went up that for apparently 15 minutes before seeing another door that lead to a water cooler again and had another drink of almond water.

I returned to the ladder which seemed to distress the DM so I figured I was doing the right thing in player terms.

I eventually got to Level 1 and was told there was a water fountain a mile away, which my usually mathematically inclined DM estimated that I could make it in 10 minutes if I ran. Mind you a specific description of my character boils down to a mechanic that's built like a pole. I said fuck it and did a dead sprint, and about halfway there I saw a Hound that luckily didn't notice me and I got my drink.

Yeah I did the usual player thing of doing whatever the hell the DM didn't plan for.

Then at almost 10 AM I message my DM:

So yeah, one of my first DnD sessions went pretty good.

So I'm a big Lemon Demon nerd if that wasn't obvious by. the everything about me. so I frequently peruse and order from Needlejuice Records and I'm currently listening to Icosahedron's World Wide Web and my god go listen to that shit right now I'm in such a good mood and the color pallet on that cassette? Fucking chefs kiss in the words of a best friend of mine, it itches my brain

When you forget you have Tumblr for an entire month anyways I'm gonna make my button up shirt transgender

No but seriously mens and womens button shirts have buttons on opposite sides; left over right for mens and vice versa for womens. It's apparently disputed by historians as to why but I think it's because men were expected to dress themselves and everyone was expected to be right handed and women would get help buttoning their shirts but what do I know

Anyways I have two pairs of the same button up shirts and I'm going to switch the sides that the buttons are on

Top surgery, if you will

Just wrote a scene where a character comes out and I was a bit like "it feels a little unrealistic that they'd be so casual+nervous about it" and then I remembered my friend coming out to our little friend group by saying "I'm bi" and then just fucking doing the floss dance while looking fairly nervous

For years I lurked on Instagram and Pinterest just peeking in at the popular shitposts you all have made and then eventually a friend of mine suggested I make a Tumblr and eventually I caved

It's like trying to go into a pool slowly and then getting out to grab something (or take your glasses off if no one can get them for you) and then your sibling hoists you over their shoulder and plonks you onto the diving board. They allow you a moment to sit ( no sibling would pass up the chance to throw you in a pool let's be real) on the edge of the diving board. Your fall in is inevitable. Your legs dangle, almost touching the water. Your goggles are lowered. You don't even remember moving. Suddenly the cold surrounds you, engulfs your mind, leaving you to search wildly for anywhere but down. You can feel the concrete below your body. Did you really drop that far in? A push, and you shoot back up. The water wasn't as cold as you expected. Your parents swore up and down it was freezing. You see your sibling occasionally, diving under the water, doing something. Who cares? You're swimming now. The water is fine. This wasn't so bad.

So my friend and I are watching Be More Chill (god bless YouTube bootlegs) and boy howdy this is certainly a good show this is apparently like 2 hours so I probably should have gotten popcorn or something

Gonna be nice to listen to 'Michael In The Bathroom' with full context

Never before have I realized how much shaking a spray can sounds like Lego game sound effects

Allow me, a person on the internet, to suggest something for your local discord server you have all your buddies in

A no-context quotes channel

It's literally the funniest shit ever allow me to provide many examples for your entertainment

"Stay here you genderous fuck"

"Power-walk like a suburban mom, dress like a suburban dad!"

"You can have my boy sleeping privileges"

"No, it's okay, I made you a five year old, you made me a woman."

"Anyways, here's your boy tunes."

"Are you implying I dress like a capitalist"

"When is it my turn to be a himbo?"

"WILL YOU JUST HAVE SEX? WE NEED WATER!"

"I'm gonna bleach the fuck out of these below-skin jeans."

"I don't think we've laughed this hard since the bed-rocking days."

"Are they, by chance... gifted in the gender department?"

Thank you for your indulgence in my friend groups special brand of humor

At a family gathering recently my family was discussing cars and my dearest mother brought up my dream car, a conversation that went something like

Mother dearest: "[Sigh] He wants a Cadillac-"

Me, in a different room clicking away at my old apple computer that's about the weight of a gas tank: "A 1985 CADILLAC ELDORADO COUPÉ, MOTHER!"

Please note, I'm not at all a car person, I only recognise cars that people within my family have owned, and even then I don't know all of them

Oh, but I know the cadillac. That caddie and that one alone. I will drive that one day. It will handle like a boat, I'll definitely go to car shows with it, and I'm sure people will are going to ask why the hell I want it in the first place, but I'm determined.

The urge to paint every photo that gives me inspiration is battling the urge to sketch pretty boys (for both gender and gay reasons) at all times in my brain and only once in a blue moon do they meet in the middle and inspire me to paint a pretty boy

It's funny that the way people know I'm really sick is if I take naps I can't nap casually both due to this and my inability to fall asleep before like 11 pm

When writing a time travel fic with poor memory, you get so wrapped up in the people interacting and making sure the technology and clothing and such is all in the correct time (or in the correct decades in the case of what I’m writing) that you forget the time machine that you made is an abandoned photo booth in the employees only room of an arcade that is only activated because the character kicks the button on accident

Finally After literal years of being told I have Tumblr energy, I became brave enough to do it. Hi yes this is my blog, vaguely gender, fairly gay, occasionally a mention of things going on with me, and all chaotic. When I told a friend of mine I got a Tumblr she misread it and freaked out because she though I got Twitter My mother would have never wanted this and wouldn't want it now, precisely the reason I'm doing it. Sorry mom I guess