Hear me out...... what if.... a character got hurt... and another character.... comforted them afterwards.....

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Hear me out...... what if.... a character got hurt... and another character.... comforted them afterwards.....
why the FUCK is there a big spider on my bedroom wall it doesn't look like any spider i've ever seen in my entire life what the fuck
are you sure it's a spider?
yes i am it looks like this
oh that's a wolf spider. they taste like celery and pork and they aren't poisonous.
why is it in my room
and why do you know what it tastes like
@sicklythiasus why do you know what a wolf spider tastes like
nom nom.
yummy yummy in my tummy tummy
when and why did you eat a wolf spider
band camp, 2019. there was an infestation. i started eating them to get rid of them. i have since eaten cockroaches, crickets, grasshoppers, and those little green grass spiders.
the greenies taste like vegetarian sausage.
why was your solution to eat them
i mean, no one else was gonna.
Ok you know what, let's spread some positivity. Reblog this if you actually like Star Wars
And I am refering to all of star wars and not just select parts of it. Even if you have issues with parts of it, you still enjoy it.
why is this post completely broken in every way imaginable
Broken notes… deactivated account… removed image….
Finally, we have them all.
In addition: OP’s name is just… gone. No “[insert username]-deactivated[insert a bunch of numbers]” as is the standard for deactivated blogs.
Just the world “deactivated.” Look upon their post, ye mighty, and despair.
It’ll be almost impossible to find this post unless it wanders across your dash.
It wandered across mine. I shall help it travel forward.
this is not a place of honor
Oh hey post of Ozymandius, good to see you again standing on your feet in a desert where no one remembers you
Me: *Removes my cat from my lap to do something else.*
My cat: Father is…evil? Father is unyielding? Father is incapable of love? I am running away. I am packing my little rucksack and going out to explore the world as a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in this household.
The spiritual successor to Miette
Might I also add
May i add the piece from artist Verbal Vomit
Glad to see we’re all in agreement that cats talk like disparaged victorian children
I am so incredibly glad we finally moved on from “i can has”. Cats are clearly smart enough for advanced sentence structure and dumb enough to draw entirely incorrect conclusions about what they’re talking about.
My cat, banging the cabnet door over and over and over: bang bang bang
Me: you will not earn what you desire by banging the cabinet door.
My cat: This is a test of wills, is it not? We shall see if your ability to put up with my incessant banging outlasts my eternal lust for snackie treats. Years of conditioning have hardened me for this purpose. bang bang bang
Me: ksst!
My cat, throwing herself to the ground like she’s been shot: Oh! Oh I have been assailed in my own home! Have mercy, have pity! Surely in the cruel darkness of your heart there is some mote of goodness that might stay your hand! Do not strike me, I pray you!
Me: ok
My cat, after waiting about 3 minutes: bang bang bang
Can haz snackytreat
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This post is the most reblogged post of the year! Congratulations!
you’re absolutely correct it was
Hell yeah
Always worth a reblog, because always fun.
admittedly i know little of the subject but one would think, at 45 years of age, he would be a ryan goose by now
Trans guy going on T, call that Project Male Hairy
You are Julius Caesar, and you are in a council meeting. Suddenly, Brutus stands up, then the rest of the council members. Then a hundred other time travelers draw their daggers.
"I like your shoelaces!"
Two-thirds of the room turn around in shock to the person who spoke. "I stole them from the president," they respond in rough chorus.
The speaker throws off his toga to reveal a dark blue uniform, crossed with a sash that starts at sky blue, shifts through a rainbow, continues into midnight black, and finishes in another range of purples and pinks. "Tumblr police. You all know you aren't supposed to be here messing with this event."
There's a lot of grumbling and sighing, and the sixty-odd people sheath their blades and file out of the chamber.
Gaius Cassius Longinus looks around in confusion. "What... was that about?"
"They were a little too excited about meeting their blorbo, I think," Brutus suggests.
Caesar looks at his friend in absolute disgust. "Et tu, Brute?"
THE PITT 2.08 — 2:00 P.M.
really and truly honored that my post about a simple little slurp one can have has made it this far
“I have two literature degrees and no words”
So Jack and Robby definitely restored Robby’s bike
I found a lovely snail at work who was dried out so I let him have a shower and he seemed to enjoy it!! 🐌🚿
I wish life were this simple
Release your inhibitions,
Feel the rain on your skin!
why ppl leave things in jesus hands knowing he got holes in them, is beyond me
A saw a post mentioning the Leverage crew alerting their teammates to trouble by calling them up and pretending to be calling their spouse, and now I want a fic where Hardison tries to pull this with Eliot (at a time Eliot has no real reason to expect him to be in any danger) and his "tip-off" completely flops. And after it's been sorted out and Hardison rescued:
Eliot: "Next time give me a signal! How was I supposed to know you were in trouble?!"
Hardison: "...I called you up out of the blue and said 'Hey, sugarplum. What's up?' How was that not a signal that something was going on?!"
Eliot: "YOU ALWAYS TALK LIKE THAT! You call me 'baby' all the time!"
Hardison, who has been so disciplined about restraining himself from using any endearments for Eliot beyond the supposedly "universal" baby (which, despite claiming to be universal, he coincidentally never uses for, e.g., Nate) to avoid scaring him off: 😶🤨😖 "YOU'RE TELLING ME 'BABY' AND 'SUGARPLUM' ARE EQUIVALENT TO YOU?!"
BTW, this absolutely results in Hardison calling Eliot every endearment he can think of in lieu of his name for the next month, the more over-the-top the better, ostensibly to rub in just how not-usual that is. (It certainly has nothing to do with Hardison having a list of endearments he's tempted to use for his people but is afraid would spook them. That would be weird. And ridiculous.)
Eliot reacts way less than Hardison expects. It takes multiple days of this (and a "schnookums") to even elicit the first "OK, you've made your point!" grumble. He really doesn't object (as long as it's not threatening a con, and Hardison does use his cover names where needed), so it's all fine...until Parker attempts to follow suit.
The first time Parker says "Sugar, can you hand me my lockpicks," Nate groans, Sophie's eyebrows shoot up, and Eliot doesn't even look up from the blueprints he's studying. A moment passes. Parker frowns.
"El, I think Parker just asked you a question."
Eliot looks up distractedly. "Oh, sorry, darlin'. What'd you say?"
"I said, 'Sugar, can you hand me my lockpicks.'"
Dead silence falls again. Eliot stares at Parker, expression completely blank. His hand is frozen in midair above the table, still holding the printout he was reading. Parker's frown deepens, and she looks at Hardison for support. "Am I doing it wrong? I know people say 'sugar'! I looked up a list!"
"Yeah, mama. You did great. Just...give him a minute." Hardison's desperately trying not to laugh.
It takes almost 90 seconds for Eliot's brain to reboot enough for him to fumble for the lockpicks and stammer "S--sorry, you wanted these?"
Oh my god I love it
S5E6 The Nurses
Ok Margaret can complain all she wants but her behaviour to those under her from day one has always been I am your Major and you are my nurses. They don’t include you beside you made yourself known as a stickler for the rules and thinking yourself better. You can’t say that everyone is against you when you’ve made your stances clear. People don’t invite you because you’ve proven to shut down that joy