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Mimura: Someone take me to an art museum and make out with me.
Sugaya: But they said not to touch the masterpieces.
Mimura: Well somebody's gotta pin the artwork to the wall.
Okajima, on a walkie talkie: This is Okajima, those idiots are fucking around in East wing again.
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Terasaka: Some people are like slinkies.
Maehara: What? Explain.
Terasaka: Not really good for much, but it brings a smile to your face when you push them down the stairs.
Isogai: Please don't push Itona down the stairs-
Terasaka, pushing Itona down the stairs: Too late.
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Okajima: I'm not THAT stupid!
Sugaya: You literally ate the wax off of a babybel?
Okajima: KARMA TOLD ME IT WAS EDIBLE!?
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Nagisa, to Karma: Me? I'm the bees knees. But you? Your just...
Korosensei: Cockroach ankles!
Nagisa: Ye- wait, what?
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Isogai: Karma's covered in blood again. Why is it that he's always covered in blood?
Maehara: This time I'm pretty sure it's his own blood.
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Mimura: But you CAN'T eat fifteen crayons!
Okajima: Bet I can!
Sugaya: *Sips coffee, checks to make sure 911 is still on speed dial, and goes back to reading the paper*
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Kirara: Nice rock.
Yoshida: Yeah, Terasaka gave it to me.
Terasaka: I THREW IT AT YOU!
Yoshida: Isn't he just the sweetest?
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Karasuma: So, are you going to explain how you crashed my car?
Nagisa: Well, Karma was driving, and there was a deer, so I said "Karma, deer!"
Karasuma: And what did Karma say?
Karma: ...
Karma: "Yes, honey?"
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Korosensei: I just had a long talk with Terasaka and Kirara about hitting, so now they are yelling "It's my turn to perpetuate the cycle of violence!" before hitting each other.
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Kirara: Thanks for not telling Korosensei what happened.
Itona, dumbfounded: I wouldn't even remotely know where to begin telling this to anyone.
Gonna go rewatch assclass now lol:/
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look what I found at Barnes & Noble!!
I'm actually obsessed. I'm ACTUALLY obsessed.
yeah like why try and tear apart a probably fine friendship with sheer force of will c'mon everybody
the ârannells borle beefâ thing really annoys me. like yeah it is kinda fun that christian is replacing rannells but thereâs nothing more to this than that
in trousers for me is a great example of yes i love this i am obsessed with this no i would not recommend it to anyone
THE WILLRICK FIC IS OUT!! AND CAN BE FOUND HERE
to commemorate these goobs I present you with my recent willrick fanart, which I will be linking to the fic aswell!!
I love them sm :,)
a very big thank you to @weirdo-with-a-potato for expertly editing my draft!! eee thankyou <3
me n who
fun date idea: we watch the entire marvin trilogy and cuddle
What the fuck WHAT THE FUCK
it's consuming my brain
So many.. opportunities....
Marvin, coming home from work: What should we order for dinner?
Whizzer, flipping through TV stations: Wouldn't you like to know, weatherboy.
Marvin:
Marvin: don't call me weatherboy
I just pictured Whizzer saying âWouldnât you like to know weatherboyâ to Marvin and now itâs all I can think about
Of course. Of fucking course the final blow was going to shatter him. Why didnât he see it coming? Why couldnât he brace himself? Do something? It would have been at least decent if heâd shoved Evan, or something. Pushed him away, gave him a portion of that fucking guilt. He did distance himself from the teen, limiting their reactions to only professional; âHiâs or âHow are you?âs. It was so damn awkward. Who was he kidding, he didnât want to stay mad at Evan. He wanted so bad to just cling onto him, hug him again like when they were both seven and watching horror movies under a blanket fort. He wanted him. But, no, if Evan had decided that some dead kid was worth more to him than he was, the deal was up. No more feelings. No more feelings, no more feelings, no more--
âHi.â Jared looked up from his backpack straps. Annoyed, sleep deprived, and without a drop of caffeine in his whole damn system. He waved back. One foot in front of the other, he started to walk away. âI- um- no, Jared- I- please, come back.â âI need to get to class, sorry.âÂ
âClass doesnât start for another twenty minutes..â Damnit. He had him there. âChrist. Okay, what is it, Hansen?â -- Long pause. Way too long. âI just.. need to apologize. Please. So, Iâm sorry. For being a dick. Iâm a fuck-up, I know, I know, trust me-- I just-- I donât, I donât..um.. want to lose you. Over me fucking something else up. Because thatâs not worth it. Iâm not worth all that--â He inhaled. The brunette felt a spike run through his heart. No. Youâve moved on. Youâve moved on, havenât you? âIâm so fucking sorry. Iâm sorry I asked you to help me, Iâm sorry you had to pour yourself into it. Iâm sorry that.. Zoe.. um.. I-iâm sorry, Iâm sorry that I jumped, I just couldnât take it, like I-I knew this was going to happen,â Fuck it. Fuck everything. So, heâs a dick. Your a dick, what of it?Â
âYou fucking jumped?!â He threw Evan into a hug. âWhy the fuck would you do that!? Fucking moron! Jesus H. Christ, Evan, stop being such a dick-sucking, cute-faced moron, and stop fucking trying to hurt yourself! Your perfect, okay?!? So, fuck the hell off!!âÂ
âCute-faced??!â
âWhatever, Acorn! Just donât fucking ever try any of that shit ever again! And donât make up shitty stories, just fucking trust me, okay?!âÂ
âHey, I-- Jare, are you crying??â
âFUCK OFF, EVAN!!â
yes all my favorite characters are desperate to be loved. no i donât think that says anything about me
ADHD time blindness be like "oh, today is the 30th? that's fine, December is still next month, that's forever away!
...what do you mean tommorrow?"
crazy that when you do something it becomes finished. how was I supposed to know that
I'm back! (to wreak havoc, of course) welcome to my chaos, it's gone un-updated for.. one year? two, mayhaps?anyhow, hello!enjoy my gorgeous insanity
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