You know how you did something so embarrassing that death seems like the only reasonable thing to do next
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You know how you did something so embarrassing that death seems like the only reasonable thing to do next
I need too see this be made
I just had an idea for a battle scene
So how I imagined it is two people having a sword fight and suddenly they’re playing basketball if one of them being surprised and saying a something among the lines of “what the!? We were just in a sword fight 2 minutes ago why are we playing basketball?!”
The characters will now be referred to A and B character B would’ve said the line above ^.
A will be dribbling up to B and B will say something like this “well if we’re playing basketball guess I’ll have to steal the ball” and then proceed to get crossed by A then it will cut to B trying to hit A with their sword and A would move out of the way and getting into striking range of B with B having their back turned to A.
It will cut back to A and B playing basketball with A approaching B’s hoop and attempting to score B will get up and block A from scoring. Then cut to A trying to hit B with their sword and B will block A’s strike with their sword.
Cut back to basketball and B will have the ball and dribbling up to A’s hoop. A will try to steal the ball from B and B will jump over A trying to dunk. Cut to the sword fight and A will try to hit B and B would jump over A’s sword and B will have their sword swing down to try and hit A. Cut back to basketball and it will show A jumping to block B’s dunk and A will have the ball.
Cut back to the sword fight B will be above A and trying to hit A by swinging down with their sword A will block and push B back.
Continue if you want.
Update pancake is very fluffy
Pancake planet
Reminds of the moon, mars, or Pluto
An excuse
God is nothing more than an excuse for what we don’t understand.
God is nothing more than a make belief reason why things exist why things happen.
So don’t rely on god go believe in yourself go chase that dream you though was impossible to achieve.
Chase that goal even if it’s hard go.
As I crawl myself out of the pit of despair I casted myself into.
Because once I believed I got out.
Pranking the Japanese
From what I know Japanese people aren’t use to non Asian or Asian who speak English alongside anyone who’s white or black
So my plan is as a black Asian who knows English to learn Latin and Japanese.
So when I go to Japan I get greatly confuse many Japanese people.
Bob is made by Japanese artist Ahnitol! He holds pens! He comes in many colors!
we must reblog bob more
SHRIMP IS NOT A COLOR!
Is shrimp a colour?
YEAH WHY NOT
No.
why are you spelling british
Reblogging because Bob the Crab(or shrimp) SUPREMACY!!!
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Hiya Bob! :D
I would like a bob..
“. . .”
*Oh? He has something?*
“Ta-daaa—!!!”
*Gasp!*
[Jerry is completely enamored with the little plastic crab-]
Oh my gosh oh my gosh-
“Your very own Bob!”
“I found him hidden under a cup! He had gone and run off again! I really should’ve gotten a leash…”
“He’s a little shy, but he wanted to meet you! I know you’ll take good care of him…”
Hes so preciousssssss-
[Jerry adorable squeak, patting the tiny crab.]
Oh goodness... Hi little guyyy...
Jerry you dear, you are too sweet... thank you, I promise, I'll take the best care of him as I can-
*Jerry scoffs and chortles his way through a sentence, tripping over himself to avoid accepting the compliment.*
“Oh—! P-Psh—! Doesn’t everyone give their… p-pals gifts—?”
Gifts, sure... But adorable little critters like these-
[He giggles and adorably nuzzles bob the crab.]
I should make you a terrarium-
Mm... And besides. You didn't even need to, you just... did.
... you gotta admit thats awfully sweet of you. Bores its way right into me...
“He is a charmer, isn’t he? I guess that’s why he reminded me of you…”
*After a pause, Jerry swallows hard against the leftover awkwardness that’s caught in his throat.*
“Gosh — bores sounds so violent!”
O-Oh-
[Jerry blushed softly being called charming.. The warm fluttering in his chest was always hard to ignore around this guy.. He composed himself and shyly chuckled.]
Eh, guess I... could've used a softer verb... Tunnels? Burrows mayhaps? Heh..
“Maybe… ““made a home in your heart.””
*It definitely makes him sound less like a parasitic insect…*
*A home…*
*What is the drawer — what is Jerry — the collection — but a home for those that are marked as odd by the rest of the world?*
Mm.. Heh, yeah... you certainly have..
[He says warmly. Though what to call them escapes him.. He certainly felt at home around him. Understood- more than others could manage. And.. affection for his counterpart. A level of such he felt for only a handful of others.. as well as, admittedly- attraction-]
“And what’s a home without a pet? Isn’t that right, Bob? Isn’t that wight—?!”
*He brushes his finger along the top of Bob’s head. When the scrawny, plastic legs begin to give under his touch, he immediately withdrawals. Resting Bob in his pinkie, he pours over each joint individually.*
“Phew…”
Heh. What's a home indeed...
[Jerry softly giggles, watching him pet Bob. Being so gentle for the tiny thing.. Jerry stared at his face for a moment, just.. admiring him. Before focusing up and averting his eyes, not wanting to make him uncomfortable.]
Mm-... Well eh, like I said.. I'll take good care of your precious little gift..
Make him the most comfortable terrarium, the best food and treats- w-whatever that would be for a crab-
“Oh, oh—! Mac showed me the most adorable video of a crab eating an onion ring! He was such a polite little man! Always taking small bites! I wish I had a phone, I could look it up for you—! Maybe you could get Mac to YouTube it—?”
Rude people
This is different from what I’ll usually post on here
But I gotta say who the hell insults someone for speaking Latin
I’m sorry that I know a language other than English
Lonely
This is a different post my life is normal to say the least but
The events aren’t unless it’s like some worldwide headlines no one seems to care
Last years Halloween
Was bland and empty
Barely anyone showed up if not no one showed up
The day that I always looked forward to because it was the one time I could socialize with being secretly judged
I return
For what fame that I’ll never achieve
For what popularity that will never come
For what reason do I return
After all these years of abandonment
For what reason do I return for
I am no king I am no great ruler
I am no influencer
I am no one
Dedicated to @thorn-within-the-interwebs-reac
All Of The Sides In The End Of Times
Very good story would read again
the hatred and the loving (Story I was thinking about writing might become a series if enough people like it) Once an upon a time my race
Popular
I desire to be popular I desire to be heard
I desire to be known
So I must become popular
Even if that means becoming a myth or a fairytale
I must become popular and have at least one person remember me
Even if that someone is a no one I must be remembered
I envy and admire the popularity of others so I’ll be here waiting
New Shocking Finding: Deadly Diseases Kill You
Wow where can I buy one
Lonely
My desire to be seen to be heard to be acknowledged to be noticed
To be someone who has the crowds attention so I write and I write
I write in the shadows I write in the light always writing and when I’m not
I’m thinking of what to write why my hands shall form for the world to see
Only for deaf ears and blinds eyes tasteless tongues touchless hands silent mouths scent less noses
To find my work and not even be noticed no I’m not noticed at all no no I’m in a pit a dark cold bottomless pit
As the light grows smaller and smaller I fall down deep down until I can’t see the light anymore
Falling and falling so I write with my hands to crawl myself out of the pit I’ve been casted into and I’ll crawl
I’ll climb my way out of the pit until I see the light once again
Write
My eyes they burn yet I still write remove my eyes so I may never see again remove my tongue so I may never speak again remove my feet and legs so I may never walk again remove my jaw so I may never drink nor eat again remove my nose so I may never smell again remove my lungs so may never breathe again remove my heart so I may never live again remove my spine so I may never stand again remove my ears so I may never hear again and I’ll still write again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again remove my fingers and I’ll write remove my wrists and I’ll write remove my hands and I’ll write remove my arms and I’ll scream I’ll scream for I have no eyes no jaw no tongue no heart no lungs no nose no feet no legs no ears no spine no fingers no wrists no hands no arms and I’ll scream I’ll scream until your ears bleed until your mouth speaks begging for me to stop crying and threatening me but I have no eyes to see you no ears to hear and no hands to feel you until remove my throat and I may never scream I’ll stop and drop dead
I don’t stop
And when I do I hope it’s for a while
For my mind shall not rest my Body will keep moving until it is done
Maybe I’m going mad maybe I’m just losing my mind but I’ll write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write and write