My aesthetic of choice this week is violently ricocheting between soft fluffy adorable and dripping tar covered in blood

I love both of these things but it’s sometimes even a little jarring for me to be screaming about and apparently obscure Sanrio character one minute and then really excited about a character literally named the grave-robber the next

Though that stuff somewhat ties in into my post from last week or this week or whatever the hell it was in which I was just really excited about loving a lot of stuff. This is kind of what I mean I think. What a magical world where I can love Sanrio and Johnny the homicidal maniac at the same time