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Eli paused, noticing the woman across the street. She seemed.. different. Removed. Although he couldn’t tell for sure. Able only to detect emotion, not thought, he couldn’t say for sure what about her set him ill at ease.
Something did, however, and it was that something that prompted him to keep going, hoping she hadn’t noticed him.
Cassandra felt it as she made her way along the sidewalk - a presense, the feeling of being watched. The presense itself was oddly familiar, which was enough for the woman to stop and look around with squinted eyes. Her eyes drafted over to a young man and, both bemused and curious, she crossed the street quickly, causing many cars to slam on their brakes and honk.
But she didn’t stop once for the humans, instead continuing on with her mission.
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Domestic Starters 2.0
"Do I smell breakfast or is that the house burning down?"
"Honey, you look tired. Go sleep."
"So I was driving past a pet store the other day and couldn't help but wonder how cute an animal would be like in our home."
"I want to move in with you."
"I think we should go house hunting. Buy a big family home on the beach or something."
"What do you think about children?"
"Our son/daughter got sent to the principals office today."
"Babe, can you explain to me what this is doing here?"
"You look like you could use a massage."
"I want to take a shower so you should probably join me. It'll save water."
"I may have broken the dish washer."
"There's a spider in the shower!"
"I think I might be pregnant."
"I want to try for a baby."
"I want to adopt a child."
"You would make the perfect father/mother."
"Think about it. The little patter of children in our home."
"I want to marry you."
"What do you think about this color wall for our room?"
"Why is the bathroom overfilling with water?"
"Did you eat all my oreos?"
"We live together. You can't blame this on anyone else."
"I've got a romantic surprise for you."
"Let's just stay in bed."
"Get back into bed."
"Can you call in sick today?"
"I just want to lie here all day with you."
"Oh, there's no need to put a shirt on."
"I'm sick of doing all the chores!"
"We can't afford this!"
"Don't mind me, just want to remember how beautiful you look in bed this morning."
“No…To my knowledge dad only has one sister who hates me,” he replied. “Though I wouldn’t complain if you’re one that doesn’t.”
“How - rude of him to forget to mention me. Though it doesn’t necessarily shock me.” Her lips curled into a smirk. “I wouldn’t call my feelings towards you hate. More of a rather neutral feeling, I must say. After all, we’re both outcasts.”
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“Nice face Mystique. Though I’m surprised you’re wearing it. No mutant and proud speech today?”
“That’s where you’re wrong, darling. I’m not Mystique. My name is Cassandra. I’m guess my dearest brother, Charles, never told you about me?”
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“What? No hello for your auntie?”
When Cassandra heard footsteps stop outside of her door, she backed slowly into the corner of the white room, trying to make herself small as possible. She glanced throughout the room, before reaching over grabbing her pillow, running her hands through it and dragging out the pen she had taken off of the blue man that had entered her room before. When the door swung open, she held the pen out in what she hoped was a threatening manner.
“Stay back. I’m armed.”
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“What do you want?”
“Oh, many things, my dear. But mainly revenge.”
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And then Satan said “put the alphabet in math”.
Sometimes I think I’m sassy and then I realise I’m just too sarcastic and borderline mean.
Do my dark undereye circles and unwashed hair turn you on?
I love sunglasses! Am I looking at that tree? Am I looking at your dick? Who knows!
This is the police, open up, tell me about yourself, don’t be afraid.
Raise your hand if you’re a lil’ bit of an asshole.
Why don’t people do random nice things for me? You know, send me a message, draw me, paint me, send me three hundred thousand dollars.
I am three years behind on math homework.
I don’t like your clothes; take them off.
What if you start making car alarm noises when people you don’t like touch you?
Hey, is your girlfriend seeing anyone?
I get butterflies when I think about myself.
When you see a good body and you just can’t think of a good pun. IT’s dev-ass-tating.
Umm… hi. My friend wanted to know if you think I’m hot.
To quote Hamlet, act three, scene three, line ninety two, “no.”
I never run voluntarily so if you see me running, you should probably run too because something must be coming.
I’ve got a masters degree in being ignored.
I will do a lot of things, but admitting to my mum that I’m cold after she told me to bring a jacket isn’t one of them.
Dads are either too nice or assholes; there’s no in between.
On a scale of fake pockets to nachos, how good is your idea?
I’m alive, but only ironically.
I’ve been in a bad mood since two thousand and seven.
No, you’re not as funny as me. Stop trying.
Just suck my dick, bro. I said no homo like, five times.
I love it when people try to hurt my feelings because I don’t have any.
-sighs- Why am I better than everyone?
I don’t trust people who can look good with messy hair.
If my jokes offend you - one; I’m sorry. Two; it won’t happen again. Three; one and two are lies. Four; you’re a pussy.
If I go to hell, I’m just going to torture everyone by continually asking if it’s hot in here of if it’s just me.
My love is like a candle; if you forget me, I will burn your fucking house down.
Let’s play a game called “Guess My Sexuality”.
I’m angry and quite offended that you don’t have a crush on me.
Are you from Europe because europiece of shit.
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Provoke them, upset them, frighten them, make them cry! I want tears and regret and pain and just plain oodles of angst.
Send me a ❖ + a question and my muse will be forced to tell the truth.
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