Do you ever choreograph an elaborate dance routine and think about situations that’ll probably never happen while listening to songs?

The fact that humans can be killed through physical means is so ridiculous to me

Like this sounds wild but like. hear me out. a person is such a ridiculously infinitely complicated web of thoughts and feelings and beliefs and such an unbelievably huge amount of knowledge and the idea that you can destroy that by holding a pillow over someone’s face for three minutes is absolutely surreal. The idea that you can remove knowledge and emotion and memory from the world with a physical object is literally unbelievable. people are literally infinitely huge and complex and the fact that you can kill the person by killing the body is wild. I’m sure this is incoherent but I hope you get it

It’s like. Imagine you threw a fist-sized rock at the empire state building and the entire thing and everything inside it collapsed into dust. That’s what the existence of human death feels like

Put the blunt down

NO drugs here legend just a healthy amount of existential despair. I’m a clean livin teen

guys you need to see this I am not able to tag people jdbcjchsjfkdj

i want what they have so bad😫

EVERYBODY stop whatever the fuck you’re doing.. and watch this masterpiece

HOLY SHIT THIS IS INSANE

AWESOME

I AM WATCHING THE SHIT OUT OF THIS

Reblog this everytime I see it. It makes me laugh so hard!

I found it again…

my dad–also a writer–came to visit, and i mentioned that the best thing to come out of the layoff is that i’m writing again. he asked what i was writing about, and i said what i always do: “oh, just fanfic,” which is code for “let’s not look at this too deeply because i’m basically just making action figures kiss in text form” and “this awkward follow-up question is exactly why i don’t call myself a writer in public.”

he said, “you have to stop doing that.”

“i know, i know,” because it’s even more embarrassing to be embarrassed about writing fanfic, considering how many posts i’ve reblogged in its defense.

but i misunderstood his original question: “fanfic is just the genre. i asked what you’re writing about.” 

i did the conversational equivalent of a spinning wheel cursor for at least a minute. i started peeling back the setting and the characters, the fic challenge and the specific episode the story jumps off from, and it was one of those slow-dawning light bulb moments. “i’m writing about loneliness, and who we are in the absence of purpose.”

as, i imagine, are a lot of people right now, who probably also don’t realize they’re writing an existential diary in the guise of getting television characters to fuck. 

“that’s what you’re writing. the rest is just how you get there, and how you get it out into the world. was richard iii really about richard the third? would shakespeare have gotten as many people to see it if it wasn’t a story they knew?”

so, my friends: what are you writing about?

peter parker, expressing his affection as any teen would: thor i would die for you :)

thor, gripping his shoulders with the intensity of ten thousand burning suns: i would never let that happen

peter parker, later that week: i would die for you loki

loki, looking him dead in the eye: you will.

drax: [really bad joke]

peter parker: mr. drax? I would die for you

drax, with a pause spent determining that peter is probably joking and then a hearty guffaw: but my muscles and fighting power is several times your own! your death would be meaningless!

peter parker, in the middle of battle with no regard for his own safety: i would die for you

t'challa, who has lived with shuri long enough to know exactly what answer peter is looking for: then perish

Peter parker, jumping in front of steve: i would die for you mr. rodgers

Steven Grant Rodgers, a known idiot, somersaulting over peter: not if i die for you first 

Peter Parker, one night over dinner: I would die for you aunt may 

Aunt May, a worried mess and 100% done with this shit: not if you’re grounded for life you won’t

Peter Parker, out of the blue: I would die for you

Bucky, tired: oh not this again

Peter Parker: I would die for you

Mantis, 10/10 idiot wife: how noble of you, you will not be remembered i am sorry

peter parker: i would die for you, mr. falcon sir

sam, still mad about being beaten by this mouthy toddler: not if I kill you first, you little shit

Peter Parker: I would die for you

Ned, who is also a gen z idiot: Boi if you do I’ll yeet myself into the sun

sksksidjddjns I’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS POST

Drax sent me.

Pumpkin Spice

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Words: 1060 Summary: Bucky’s really into pumpkin spice lattes. 18+, NSFW A/N: Cleanups for @the-ss-horniest-book-club‘s Drunk Drabbles! Thanks to an anon for the prompt xoxo

“Hm?”

Sleep oozes away as warmth seeps through you. You arch your back, humming, and then every last drop of sleepiness is torn away because that mouth, oh lord, his mouth is on you and you’re burning up.

“Bucky,” you moan.

Bucky smiles against your skin, his teeth gently scraping against that spot he knows all too well. “Mornin’, sexy,” he says, and then he’s too busy for words, and you’re too far gone to want them.

—

“Fuck fuck fuck!”

You tug on your pants as you hop towards the door. Bucky’s still lounging in bed, as naked as the day he was born and with such a mournful expression that you’re almost—almost—tempted to call out sick.

“You know, you’re going to trip and break your leg if you keep up like that,” he says.

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Spring Break (one-shot)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Words: 5905 Prompt: “Try that again and you’ll wind up dead.” Summary: A collision in JFK International Airport leaves Bucky Barnes with the wrong phone. You can still take photos of your vacation on his, but the nuclear codes are a slightly bigger problem. Warnings: Swearing, lingerie photos A/N: Happy spring break (for me at least)! This was written for @ruckystarnes‘ 2K writing challenge—congrats and thanks so much for hosting!! I had a ton of fun :D Thank you also to my wonderful friend @kentuckybarnes for beta reading <3 Hope you enjoy!!

He raced through the terminal, heart pounding and blood rushing in his ears. The device in his hand felt heavy, heavier than its half-dozen ounces. It wasn’t the black and charcoal case weighing it down, but the knowledge that it held more deadly information than even Bucky Barnes was comfortable holding.

Bucky scooted around a large tour group, taking the opportunity to shed his garish jacket and toss it under a nearby row of chairs. He glanced down at the phone in his hand and swore under his breath; the battery was flashing, its life all but drained away.

Then it died.

Bucky cursed for real this time, his eyes glued to the now-black screen. How long would it take to boot back up? He chanced a look over his shoulder as he ran on, but his pursuers were nowhere in sight. At least he had—

Slam.

Bucky grunted as he pitched forward, his legs tangling with someone else’s as the phone in his hand went flying. He caught himself on his right arm—the left would have made a very noticeable noise—and rolled away from the woman gasping under him, snatching up his phone.

“Sorry,” he blurted. He barely registered her wince, too busy scanning the terminal.

“Fucking hell,” she gasped. She clambered to her knees with the help of her friend and grabbed her own phone, its case also muted dark colors. “Watch where you’re going, will you?”

Bucky’s ears caught the telltale sound of his pursuers—still too far to be seen, but still far too close for comfort. His eyes flitted briefly over the woman’s face. She was more angry than hurt, at least.

“Sorry,” he said again, and then he ran on.

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Spring Break (one-shot)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Words: 5905 Prompt: “Try that again and you’ll wind up dead.” Summary: A collision in JFK International Airport leaves Bucky Barnes with the wrong phone. You can still take photos of your vacation on his, but the nuclear codes are a slightly bigger problem. Warnings: Swearing, lingerie photos A/N: Happy spring break (for me at least)! This was written for @ruckystarnes‘ 2K writing challenge—congrats and thanks so much for hosting!! I had a ton of fun :D Thank you also to my wonderful friend @kentuckybarnes for beta reading <3 Hope you enjoy!!

He raced through the terminal, heart pounding and blood rushing in his ears. The device in his hand felt heavy, heavier than its half-dozen ounces. It wasn’t the black and charcoal case weighing it down, but the knowledge that it held more deadly information than even Bucky Barnes was comfortable holding.

Bucky scooted around a large tour group, taking the opportunity to shed his garish jacket and toss it under a nearby row of chairs. He glanced down at the phone in his hand and swore under his breath; the battery was flashing, its life all but drained away.

Then it died.

Bucky cursed for real this time, his eyes glued to the now-black screen. How long would it take to boot back up? He chanced a look over his shoulder as he ran on, but his pursuers were nowhere in sight. At least he had—

Slam.

Bucky grunted as he pitched forward, his legs tangling with someone else’s as the phone in his hand went flying. He caught himself on his right arm—the left would have made a very noticeable noise—and rolled away from the woman gasping under him, snatching up his phone.

“Sorry,” he blurted. He barely registered her wince, too busy scanning the terminal.

“Fucking hell,” she gasped. She clambered to her knees with the help of her friend and grabbed her own phone, its case also muted dark colors. “Watch where you’re going, will you?”

Bucky’s ears caught the telltale sound of his pursuers—still too far to be seen, but still far too close for comfort. His eyes flitted briefly over the woman’s face. She was more angry than hurt, at least.

“Sorry,” he said again, and then he ran on.

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First of all, that’s incorrect. Yes, it was about human rights. Do not deny that and do not try to play the victim. Your first tweet was literally captioned ‘you guys keep asking me to use my platforms. feels good to dust these bad boys off.‘ That’s making a joke out of people asking about something that’s important to them. That’s mocking them. That is hurtful to your fans that thought you would say something more genuine, as if you actually cared. Why couldn’t you just simply tweet ‘Black lives matter.‘ with a carrd link or a donation link in the first place? Why did it take all of this to do it? It is not that hard to tweet one thing.

Second of all, literally not a single soul claimed that you were not allowed to talk about suicide prevention or mental health awareness over discussing Black Lives Matter. People have simply asked you to disclose where you stand about BLM for far too long. You decided to make a joke out of it. You said “I see there’s no room for that right now” as if you were trying to look like you didn’t know you could speak about both of these topics at the same time. News flash, you are indeed allowed to advocate for both suicide prevention/mental health awareness AND BLM. Because living in a world like this hurts. It hurts black people. It literally kills some of them to live in this world. Think of what that does to the mental health of the ones that live to see another day. Yeah. It sucks. AND. You didn’t even really have to make your own tweet. You could have just scrolled on twitter until you saw a tweet with a donation link or a carrd link to educate yourself with and have that be that. You couldn’t even be assed to retweet someone else.

Third of all, what do you mean ‘im truly sorry IF it hurt anyone‘? IF? That is not taking accountability for this mess that you started when you refused to answer a simple request from your fans, Tyler. Yes, it did hurt people. A lot of people. Don’t do that. You are a 31 year old whole ass adult, and you’re going to act like this? Are you serious? Unacceptable.

Recognize her?

Probably not. This is Leah Myers, one of the OG sidelined black female LIs. From #LoveHacks. In 2016. She had an interesting storyline. Older sister to a fiery 14-year-old, psychologically abused by her ex-girlfriend, trying to scrape by as a writer. First appearance in Chapter 9 of the first book. Sidelined in favour of Mark and Ben. Granted, Ben wasn’t introduced until Chapter 11, but he was more prominent in the story, when he and Mark were jealous over MC. Sound familiar?

Recognize her?

Probably not. I don’t blame you, Home for the Holidays (2017) is the OG shitty romance book and I speed-tapped through it too. Holly Wright, another childhood friend. Another writer. Sidelined in favour of Nick and Wyatt, and what makes matters even worse is that Nick wouldn’t even give her manuscript a chance because, to quote the Wiki, “it doesn’t deserve to be published”. Is literally gifted a flashlight from MC if you didn’t pay for her premium gift. Was given the most stereotypical Christmassy name in the book. Done hella dirty, even for HftH.

Recognize her?

Maybe, if you played Wishful Thinking back in 2019. I don’t even know if you’d classify Ellen Thompson as an LI, as she only got actual “relationship development” if you call it that in Chapter 12. The book had 14 chapters. She had an interesting backstory, with abrasiveness stemming from insecurity and not being good enough for her family. Could’ve been an interesting rivals-to-lovers subplot if given time to develop. But nope. Shove her route 2 chapters before the end and call it a day.

Recognize her?

Perhaps. She’s Vera Reimonenq from Nightbound, also from 2019 (moment of silence for the lost potential). While the other 3 LIs also had compelling backstories, I thought hers was the coolest. Nightbound was heavily advertised as a Nik-focused story, but relatively, she did have more development than the others on this list. Still, it could’ve been better. Mysterious gloved stranger, Lady Smoke’s daughter, kickass fighter, despite appearing outwardly calm. What’s not to love?

Recognize her?

You most definitely should. If you don’t, why? She’s been sidelined so hard, treated as the ultimate walking wardrobe (I’d say she even surpasses Shreya Mistry for this title), and not to mention the victim of a racially-motivated hate crime shrouded as a “human sacrifice”, as if this somehow made it better. Was given a racial profiling criminal backstory for no reason other than for PB’s “exploring racism” propaganda. In 2020. Twenty-fucking-twenty. Four years after release. Despite being a group of pixels, deserves the world and nothing less, and sure as hell did not deserve the treatment she received in Queen B. With a black female lead writer? Not at all.

~~~

Is there something in common with these characters? Of course. You’d have to be blind not to see it. They’re black. They’re female. They’re sidelined. They’re treated like absolute shit in comparison to the other LIs. This has been happening since the very beginning, meaning PB had 4 years to fix what could’ve been done in a matter of moments. And these are just the women. Griffin Langley, Shane Parker, Syphax, to name a few. I’m sure there are plenty others that I haven’t mentioned. Race-customizable characters are primarily written for the white audience (see: brushed aside a loose strand of my hair, when black male MCs have no loose hair??? And plenty of times, hairstyles don’t even match the sprite’s head).

So don’t you fucking dare come at the black players in this community or don’t you fucking dare try and defend PB saying “there’s no racism” or “PB has black representation”. I cannot speak for the black community personally because I am not black, but I cannot begin to imagine what you’re all feeling seeing this as your representation, because it’s not representation. If this doesn’t make you angry, it should.

Racists shut the fuck up challenge.

Words to replace said, except this actually helps

I got pretty fed up with looking for words to replace said because they weren’t sorted in a way I could easily use/find them for the right time. So I did some myself.

IN RESPONSE TO Acknowledged Answered Protested

INPUT/JOIN CONVERSATION/ASK Added Implored Inquired Insisted Proposed Queried Questioned Recommended Testified

GUILTY/RELUCTANCE/SORRY Admitted Apologized Conceded Confessed Professed

FOR SOMEONE ELSE Advised Criticized Suggested

JUST CHECKING Affirmed Agreed Alleged Confirmed

LOUD Announced Chanted Crowed

LEWD/CUTE/SECRET SPY FEEL Appealed Disclosed Moaned

ANGRY FUCK OFF MATE WANNA FIGHT Argued Barked Challenged Cursed Fumed Growled Hissed Roared Swore

SMARTASS Articulated Asserted Assured Avowed Claimed Commanded Cross-examined Demanded Digressed Directed Foretold Instructed Interrupted Predicted Proclaimed Quoted Theorized

ASSHOLE Bellowed Boasted Bragged

NERVOUS TRAINWRECK Babbled Bawled Mumbled Sputtered Stammered Stuttered

SUAVE MOTHERFUCKER Bargained Divulged Disclosed Exhorted

FIRST OFF Began

LASTLY Concluded Concurred

WEAK PUSY Begged Blurted Complained Cried Faltered Fretted

HAPPY/LOL Cajoled Exclaimed Gushed Jested Joked Laughed

WEIRDLY HAPPY/EXCITED Extolled Jabbered Raved

BRUH, CHILL Cautioned Warned

ACTUALLY, YOU’RE WRONG Chided Contended Corrected Countered Debated Elaborated Objected Ranted Retorted

CHILL SAVAGE Commented Continued Observed Surmised

LISTEN BUDDY Enunciated Explained Elaborated Hinted Implied Lectured Reiterated Recited Reminded Stressed

BRUH I NEED U AND U NEED ME Confided Offered Urged

FINE Consented Decided

TOO EMO FULL OF EMOTIONS Croaked Lamented Pledged Sobbed Sympathized Wailed Whimpered

JUST SAYING Declared Decreed Mentioned Noted Pointed out Postulated Speculated Stated Told Vouched

WASN’T ME Denied Lied

EVIL SMARTASS Dictated Equivocated Ordered Reprimanded Threatened

BORED Droned Sighed

SHHHH IT’S QUIET TIME Echoed Mumbled Murmured Muttered Uttered Whispered

DRAMA QUEEN Exaggerated Panted Pleaded Prayed Preached

OH SHIT Gasped Marveled Screamed Screeched Shouted Shrieked Yelped Yelled

ANNOYED Grumbled Grunted Jeered Quipped Scolded Snapped Snarled Sneered

ANNOYING Nagged

I DON’T REALLY CARE BUT WHATEVER Guessed Ventured

I’M DRUNK OR JUST BEING WEIRDLY EXPRESSIVE FOR A POINT/SARCASM Hooted Howled Yowled

I WONDER Pondered Voiced Wondered

OH, YEAH, WHOOPS Recalled Recited Remembered

SURPRISE BITCH Revealed

IT SEEMS FAKE BUT OKAY/HA ACTUALLY FUNNY BUT I DON’T WANT TO LAUGH OUT LOUD Scoffed Snickered Snorted

BITCHY Tattled Taunted Teased

reblog to save a writer 

Reblog because the titles for each category are comedy gold.

Chadwick Boseman + Wholesome

I choose to remember him happy…

I know so many girls who are afraid to get into something that they’re interested in because they think that they’re too old to start, or that they have to know everything about their new interest immediately in order to be validated and supported in their interest…ladies you can start liking something without knowing jack shit about it! you’re just starting out! you don’t have to be perfect at it or have textbook knowledge about it, you can get into something just for fun you don’t have to prove you’re an expert or a longtime fan of something in order to love it!

HOLY SHIT, IT WAS THE ORIGINAL ONE

MAKE A WISH

the first post ever on tumblr

I WAS EXPECTING IT TO BE A REMAKE OF SOME SORT HOLY FUCK

WHO THE FUCK KEEPS BRINGING THIS BACK

reblog this because it shows up every blue moon

day 19(?): boredom got way worse, trying to make myself a victorian friend

gained conciousness, not ashamed to show some tits

no more bare tits

oh shit a bow

having a moment

🎶sleeves sleeves sleeves makin puffsleeves gonna look like french meringue doesnt even rhyme at all not even a little bit🎵 shhhh shhhh go away kitty

aight folks that’s it for today i have some booing to do at the tv about some shitty and inaccurate costumes

good morning sluts, back to work

fellas im straight up not having a good time im in the middle of a lil meltdown over how much time i’ve spent sewing roses on my skirt before realizing they were anuses (or ani like cacti? 🤔)

we’re gonna be so pretty

wig snatched

shit do i gotta act like a lady now?

if I play dead it might goes away

oh my im getting hotter by the minute

what a lovely creature im having a real beuty and the beast moment… wait no that bitch is a furry

I’m SO flattered (and self-centered) i had to hang up your amd @a-sip-of-anxietea ’s drawings I just love them ❤️

girl’s night out(ish) 🍻

Is she single asking for a friend

No❤️

caught staring

beard of greys: gender reveal

BEARD OF GREYS

pairing: chris evans x wife!reader

word count: 1122

summary: you’re pregnant with baby number 4, and everyone’s wondering if yet ANOTHER little girl is going to be added to your beautiful family with chris!

themes: family life, fluff

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notes: decided to do a little continuation of b.o.g since so many people seemed to like this little family! i’ll probably be adding more to it just for fun and not necessarily in any chaptered order, just to write :) hope you guys like it! graphic creds go to @thewritingdoll​ !

“So? Do you guys think it’s another girl?” 

You laugh as you hold your small bump, looking up at your husband with a raised brow. “Ya know, this time we have a feeling it could actually be a boy.” Chris grins and nods, wrapping his arms around you from behind to cradle your belly lovingly. “Honestly, though? I kind of love being a girl dad. My little princesses are just too fuckin’ precious.”

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if it doesn’t have a happy ending then what’s the point. i’m already depressed i don’t need ur help

would like to clarify that a happy ending doesn’t mean that no one dies and no one goes through hardships. a happy ending means the characters who survive the story don’t go through everything for nothing. they made it and there’s some good waiting for them at the end. there’s still hope