is this some girl meets world shit lmao
Er, pretty sure it says so on my page.
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@hartyhur
is this some girl meets world shit lmao
Er, pretty sure it says so on my page.
❛❛ It may be Christmas, but that’s still illegal. ❜❜
"Oh, come on! Live a little! It's only one swig. I just want to see what it tastes like."
“It’s okay. From behind I guess I look a bit like Lucas. Or someone else,” he added quickly.” It was one of the worst kept secrets according to the rest of the student body even though he was never really sure exactly what was going one when the school whispered about his classmates. He just sat in the corner, waiting to learn something new. “My accent’s different than his.” He shifted for a few seconds. “You know, you’re not that scary.”
She raised an eyebrow in his direction at the mention of Lucas, a grin forming on her lips at how quickly he changed his response. "Oh really? I'm not scary? I guess I'm not." She threw herself into a nearby chair, her feet propped up on the table. "You seem like the huckleberry type. Goody-two-shoes and all that jazz."
[ louellenthenosestealer ] "I'm a nervous wreck."
“Camden? Childress. I mean, Shelton. I mean…well, I mean…Childress is my dad’s last name and legally mine. I go by Shelton. Camden Shelton,” he said, stumbling over his words, before giving her a nervous smile. “You’re Maya, right?”
This dude seemed way too nervous, she wasn't really used to such people (though Lucas often stuttured at times, that's who she had confused him for). She shot him a smile. "Yup, that's my name. So you're, Camden? Sorry for calling you Huckleberry. That's er--yeah well, you know, someone else."
[ ofdisregard ] "Is this more than you bargained for yet?"
CHRISTMAS STARTERS
( assorted prompts that are all bedecked with christmas themes. from salty, to ecstatic, to indifferent - feel free to change up the context, pronouns, or words ! )
❛❛ All I want for Christmas is peace & quiet. ❜❜ ❛❛ If mistletoe appears in my one-meter vicinity, I’ll burn it. ❜❜ ❛❛ So - what are you getting me for Christmas? ❜❜ ❛❛ What do you mean, Santa isn’t real? ❜❜ ❛❛ The only thing I like about Christmas is to get drunk on eggnog & wine, & sulk over my year’s regrets. ❜❜ ❛❛ You always give the best presents. ❜❜ ❛❛ Let me get a picture of this for the memories. ❜❜ ❛❛ Christmas party at your house! ❜❜ ❛❛ I swear to god, if you give me a ‘dick-in-a-box’ for Christmas again- ❜❜ ❛❛ It’s snowing! ❜❜ ❛❛ Snow plus sleigh equals fun times. ❜❜ ❛❛ Snow plus sleigh equals broken bones. ❜❜ ❛❛ Please stop saying ‘Christmas is coming’ in Stark’s voice. ❜❜ ❛❛ Are you really setting traps for Santa — ? ❜❜ ❛❛ Don’t eat the cookies & milk I’m leaving on the table, unless your name is Santa. ❜❜ ❛❛ Ah yes, the age-old tradition of an obese old man dressed in a red suit - breaking into your house. ❜❜ ❛❛ Wanna help with the pudding? ❜❜ ❛❛ Help me decorate the Christmas tree. ❜❜ ❛❛ You’re really - enthusiastic - with the decorations. ❜❜ ❛❛ I knitted a sweater for you. Here, wear it. ❜❜ ❛❛ What did you use to knit the sweater? Two left-hands & parental guidance from a hamster? ❜❜ ❛❛ Are you coming to the Christmas party? ❜❜ ❛❛ How did you get tangled in all these fairy lights – ? ❜❜ ❛❛ Let me help with the gift-wrapping. ❜❜ ❛❛ Remember when you caught on fire last year? ❜❜ ❛❛ Oh no - no - you stay away from the alcohol. ❜❜ ❛❛ Stop telling me lies about Santa & his tiny elves. ❜❜ ❛❛ Oh shit, I forgot to buy the presents. ❜❜ ❛❛ Are you telling me you don’t put marshmallows in your hot chocolate? ❜❜ ❛❛ Is this what you do every Christmas? ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m not letting you barricade yourself in your room again for Christmas. ❜❜ ❛❛ Come on! Live a little - find true love - piss in the snow! It’s Christmas. ❜❜ ❛❛ It may be Christmas, but that’s still illegal. ❜❜ ❛❛ Christmas is just another day. What’s the big deal? ❜❜ ❛❛ Christmas should be six months long - not one. ❜❜
“No, I think you must have me confused with someone else,” Camden said, coloring rushing into his cheeks.
She nodded towards the figure, ignoring his words purposely. "So, who are you then?"
"There's nothing special about him at all." Liar. What a rotten lie that was.
“Yes! Listen, I need your help on a very important case.” His dominant hand dives into his right pocket, fishing out his phone and immediately opening up his instragram app. He turns his phone over to face her, the brightly lit screen displaying an untouched sandwich.
“Have you seen this sandwich? It’s missing. I left it on the bench to go to the big boys room but when I came back, it was gone. Weird. Anyway, you seen it?”
"You forreal?" Was this guy friends with Riley's uncle--Eric, not Josh--or something? A sandwich, really? She checked behind her, wondering if one of her friends were pranking her? Yeah, had to be that. "Har har, funny. You got me good."
@hartyhur welcome to new york !!
“ i don’t recommend books to you all that often, but certain ones are too important. ”
"A book? Boring! I want one of those with the pictures in."
"You talking to me?"
❝bloody hell; from afar it sure looks like a real blade. ❞
She bit her lip to stop herself from copying his accent. While normally it would be second nature, this man had some sort of weird dress attire. What did he think he was--a pirate, or something? "Guess it sure does. So what's with the get-up? It's a bit late for halloween."
How dare she talk to him like that! He’s Nathan Joshua Prescott, anyone with a functioning brain knew to never approach him like what she how she did. “What’d you fuckin’ call me? You wanna say that again?”
She raised an eyebrow in question, a short laugh escaping her lips, as she gave him a response. "I said: Why don’t you take a picture, it’ll last longer, creepazoid. I didn't know you had a problem with listening." She shot him a smile, amused that she was getting to him.
You think being the master of tombstone the bull is hard? That is nothing compared to being the master of your feelings. They will shake you around, and they will send you flying. Sometimes you hold on and sometimes you let go.
Is the scariest ride there is.
I should run and hide with the others But I can’t look away
❝ save your speech, i know who you are; but not sure about that blade. ❞
"Scared of a 'lil ol' plastic sword? Why I never!"