I think in response to Twitter, Tumblr should make it so that you can't open any other apps on your phone until you've seen at least 600 posts for the day.
Gally: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos- y/n: I wrote you a poem. Gally, already crying:You did?
Bucky: *runs to Y/n with open arms*
Teen reader: *moves out of the way*
Bucky: Hey, what was that for?
Teen reader: I thought you were going to hit me, what were you doing?
Bucky: I was going to hug you
Teen reader now confused: Why would you hug me?
Bucky: WHY WOULD I HIT YOU????
Hi Mei!! ♡ How about Reid dating a sunshine!reader who tells obviously wrong facts when he is in earsight, just to mess with him? Bc I think it would be so funny 😭😭 Anyway, have a nice day, and thank you so much for all your quality content, you're saving lives <333
"Oh my god Emily, you're never gonna believe this," You lean in towards the brunette grinning at you, but your voice stays loud enough for Spencer to hear across the desk, "I just found out that bowling is more dangerous than dinosaurs are."
Her brow dips but her lips quirk up, "Alright, you've hooked me. What's the punchline?"
"No punchline," You shake your head, feeling Reid's curious stare on the back of it, "In 2019 someone died at a bowling alley after slipping on the floor and splitting his head open. But in that same year, there wasn't a single death by dinosaur. Isn't that insane?"
Spencer is already piping up before Emily can properly laugh, but you can still hear her beneath his frantic, "Uh, honey, that's not- that's not exactly right. I mean, dinosaurs would be incredibly dangerous, if any of them were still alive. Which, in 2019- uh, they were not."
"Statistically speaking, Spence," You use his favorite phrase against him, but you're not sure he picks up on the teasing grin set on your face beyond the concern he's stewing in, "You can't argue with the numbers."
"Well- you can't, but in 2019, the number of dinosaurs alive was zero, so that's- that's the only number that really matters, baby, but if you wanted to read more about the risks associated with communal sports venues, I'd be happy to share some articles I've looked into on-"
"Ah, leave it to Reid to turn a sick-ass discussion about dinosaurs about the dangers of fun," Morgan scoffs. He wasn't in on your plan from the beginning, but he's happy to jump on the bandwagon, "Besides, the last Jurassic Park movie was made in 2022, so there were dinosaurs alive, duh."
I'm going to wear this in public one day and give someone a heart attack
But for now it's just a sticker
i can’t die! [i’m all in.] ♡ chishiya shuntaro
anon requested : Hi Author! Can you please write (if it’s okay) a fanfic about chishiya, Where the reader was chishiya’s girlfriend before the borderline, they were supposed to meet in somewhere but the meteorite fell just before they did, and they meet again for the first time in the jack of hearts game? I know this isn’t very detailed and I’m so sorry for that ;-; thank you author
song inspo ; coin by iu
synopsis : seeing your arranged boyfriend-of-sorts in the borderland’s is nerve-wracking. especially when he sees you’ve befriended a serial killer.
gender neutral reader, [name] used in place of y/n, platonic!banda - he might b ooc but idc <3, reader wears an oversized cardigan
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Y/N: We have fun, don’t we, Five?
Five: I have never been more stressed out in my entire life.
Deadpool: So… I’ve seen you’ve been spending a lot of time with Peter recently. Y/N: No, Deadpool, it's not what it looks like, I swear. Deadpool: Oh really? So no reason for me to be jealous? Y/N: No! You’re the only one for me. Deadpool: Is that so? Y/N: I promise! Peter and I are just dating, okay? He's my boyfriend. Deadpool: So there are no best-friends-feelings involved? Y/N: You are still my one and only best friend! he's just the love of my life, nothing more! Deadpool: But I’m still the platonic love of your life, right? Y/N: Of course bro! Deadpool: Bro... Peter: What the-
I know love exists because I am full of it it bursts out of the weakened seams of my competence, stretches my flesh, pours out of my ribcage and snaps the marrow in half in its haste. One day when I finally escape this godforsaken town, and leave my ambition behind me for I could never untangle it from the rotted fences encasing my childhood neighborhood, I will love recklessly and my home will be always full and there will always be food I don't eat and drinks I don't drink in the cupboards and always too many chairs around the table. There is a granite grave with my family name and my birth date above a blank space but it will have to wait a little longer