A man sneezes while five other men are talking over him. You know exactly which one sneezed.
Your brain is now unsure if someone has actually said this or if you can hear their voice in your head.
There is a cult for an editor. We are all members of said cult. We all bring our hands together above our heads. We worship this editor. PE/\KE. SPE/\K. P E /\ K E S P E /\ K
There is an infinite number of Adams.
You click on a video that is 10 minutes long. You black out and come to hours later, watching a different, but similar video.
You are called a shizno and you feel insulted. You do not know what this word means, but you are insulted.
All your money is disappearing. You don’t know where it’s going, nor do you remember spending it, but merchandise keeps showing up on your doorstep. You have so much merchandise. Your room is covered with so many posters that they cover the windows. No way in. No way out. You only wear merchandise now.
One man is constantly constantly shirtless and this is not questioned.
You wanted to watch a silly show about soldiers in a canyon. You didn’t know what you were signing up for. It wasn’t this. Anything but this.
There are two pairs of Joel and Adams and no one ever knows which one a person is referring to.
There are screencaps of tweets on tumblr before the staff has even tweeted it.
Another hypothetical situation has been discussed. They must have hundreds of millions of dollars at this point.
A man is impregnated with an alien child, but this is fine. This is perfectly normal. This child grows up and plays on the basketball team. This is perfectly normal.
You feel the strange compulsion to add “as dicks” to everything you say.
There have been terrible, terrible things done For The Kids.
For some reason the dynamite is kind.
Certain state names make you cry.
One man is simultaneously the dumbest and smartest person alive. You do not question this.
A different man is at once a murderous dark god, a loving husband, and a gigantic nerd. This, too, is never questioned.
There are four of the exact same person. Not cloned, however. The clones are a different story we must never speak of.
Everything is also a gun.
You must pick a team in the great battle of red versus blue. Friendships have been ruined over picking the wrong team. There is no remaining neutral.
No one thinks twice about giving a child access to weapon gun hybrids, nor do they reconsider letting them fight the monsters of the world. Clearly, a man has made many, many mistakes.
You do not know who this drunk man declaring that he is the cheese master is, but you accept his mastery of cheese.
We wonder why we’re here. We see it as one of life’s greatest mysteries.
So how many people now know who, or rather what Hiro is? ;D
Either way, we’re drawing to a close and one more comic part left, then the background part that’ll explain everything.
And reminder, I will not be answering questions about the content of this AU until after all 6 parts have been posted. Please look forward to the other parts! (´▽｀) And if things click into place faster for you, don’t spoil it for others~!
This project is, as of now, concluded. This was the original open-ended conclusion I had planned, and while I later wanted to add additional explanation parts afterwards, I no longer have the motivation to do so. If an additional part is ever added, the update will be listed in the above linked Masterpost.
I finally finished the Little Mermaid AU chibi set! These are so much work to do, but also very much fun and very satisfying, and I’d love to do many more chibi sets! …Maybe not only Zesty for a change. But also more Zesty.
I’ll let these sink for a few days and then maybe fix things and maybe restock on sticker paper and have them printed.
“It’s funny how the stars and the midnight sky became friends, then lovers,and are still together. It’s a tale as old as time, as old as the universe itself. It’s a tale that gives all the hopeless lovers the best thing of all: Hope.” - thewriterthatnobodynoticed
Happy birthday to the adorable @banelewis! Nana my love, may this new year be the start of great things for you, and who knows you just might find a love as epic as Malec’s ;).
My pencil bag and bullet journal are always with me, so I thought it’d be fun to share what I carry around. Do I need all of this stuff all of the time? No, but I don’t know where else to put them so as to not lose them, especially the smaller things, so they just go in my pencil bag.