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( he’s just whining because he’s behind on his math homework. )
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‘ i’m telling you, math is the root of all evil and was invented to make people miserable. ‘
( he’s just whining because he’s behind on his math homework. )
‘ what are... you doing? ‘
The earth is a trembling thing. I lay at her feet and kiss her ankle. We are all trembling things.
Anis Mojgani, from “This House” in The Feather Room (via pigmenting)
Tell me your story Not about what you did yesterday or today. About what you’re feeling. I want to know what runs through your mind. I want to wander around every corner of your heart. To feel you through your words. Tell me of your scars, your joys, your downfalls. Show me the world that lives within you. I want to see it all. I want to feel it all.
thezeediaries (via wnq-writers)
You will always be too much of something for someone: too big, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges, you lose your edge. Apologize for mistakes. Apologize for unintentionally hurting someone — profusely. But don’t apologize for being who you are.
danielle laporte (via chelsieautumn)
i’m back and ready to rp and plot with people and do my replies!! i went away this time because i was preparing icons for his new animated fc (the cutie up above daichi sawamura) and i ended up going overboard, but now i am ready!!
this cast is ruining my life: “i’m not a god. or am i?”
exploded stars run through your veins do not forget that you are bright cosmic dust, a supernova, harsh beauty in death yours is the birthright of infinitude
(l.g.)
‘ My GPA won’t matter when I’m in hell ‘
indie nephilim oc private, selective, multifandom & nsfw written by hibi
me: *does 1 draft* me: shit i’m on fire today
If you’re not amazed by the stars on a clear night then we won’t work.
okay so! i’m online and i’ve decided that maybe i want to change inigo’s animated face claim to this guy ! (daichi sawamura from haikyuu!!) because i feel like the hair, body type and expressions are a lot better for him than his current animated fc???) but what do you all think
Eyes in question rolled beneath a curtain of golden hair. So, what do you know. A peasant who was at least remotely entertaining; how rare was that to come across? It just may be his lucky day, because it isn’t often that people got to survive encounters with the likes of him—at least without being threatened at least once. If he keeps this up, he may actually remain in his good nature.
When his crown came into question, a crescent smile tugged at his lips. “ Ushishi shi ~ Isn’t it obvious? “ His head inclined to the side, hand rising to touch the silver metal which sat upon his head. “ Because I’m a Prince. “
‘ a prince, huh? does this prince have a name? i’m standing in the face of royalty, right? i should be more respectful. ‘
( that is partially him joking around, but also partially him being serious. inigo assumed this was a very dedicated cosplayer or something from some anime he hasn't seen yet, but he’s not going to burst their bubble and be rude or anything like that. no no, he will genuinely respect the other. if he says he’s a prince, then he’s a prince. )
‘ please forgive me for speaking out of turn. i, inigo, do humbly request your mercy and forgiveness if it shall be given by your design. ‘ ( he goes as far as to bow before the other, finding no qualms with humbling himself before anyone. )
Too bad he had no chance of winning.
Knees bent as the other counted down, getting ready to take off. Sneakers slid against the gravel, and as the other signaled to start, she took off.
————— Emi was part of the Mafia. A member of the V O N G O L A famiglia. ( She refused to lose. )
“ You’re not bad, but, I’m better. “ A smirk touched her lips as she sped up, arms pumping at her side. He was able to keep up, and if she let up, they might actually tie.
( he’s going to stake his pride as a track and field captain on this race, darting forward with his arms pumping about, making sure to keep an even breath the entire time. or at least, as best as possible. he was actually... surprised. most people he met wasn't able to keep up with him (which is why his team remained undefeated for the most part), so to meet someone of this much skill right off the bat? well, he’s pretty damn excited. this made everything that much more fun, evident by the smile he carries in his strides forward. )
‘ is that so? then i really hate to disappoint you because you haven’t seen anything yet. ‘
( and without so much as another word, he begins to speed up, legs running faster and faster as he tries to get ahead such a great competition. no, this wasn't about his pride as a former track and field captain anymore, this was about pride in general. )
!!!!
The sudden unexpected input was almost enough to make Hashimoto jump out of his own skin. Had he really been so unaware to this person’s presence? Taking a moment to catch his breath the now disheveled student looked up to his apparent table mate. When did he get there? Was he there the whole time? Had the shock of the mispelled name been so heavy that he had been blinded to his very surroundings? Apparently the answer was yes.
Without realizing it poor Hashi-kun had seated himself right next to a stranger. A rather handsome and imposing one at that. Was he upset? “Ah! I…”
The flustered young man stood at his seat and bowed his head, letting long dark locks hide his face.
“I’m… sorry?”
His latte was clutched tightly to his chest as he made his best attempt to avoid contact. My this floor tile sure looked nice.
( what a weird guy. ) ‘ what are you apologizing for? if anything, i should be apologizing to you. eavesdropping is a nasty habit of mine, i’m sure it’ll get me in trouble some day. ‘
( despite the embarrassing oversight, he is confident and his face brims with said confidence, a smile radiating its own warmth and spread his lips apart upward. in his seated, he turns slightly, enough to be facing the other more directly now. )
‘ you should go up there and tell them they got your name wrong! that way, they’re less likely to make the same mistake. just go easy on them, okay? they’re only human. ‘
( he took a sip from his own cap, casual inspite of these circumstances, the taste of sweetness filming him up with absolute joy. it’s nothing like his dad’s café con leche, but it’s still pretty good! )
‘ i’m inigo by the way, nice to meet you stranger ! ‘