sleeping

[reynaxschaltt]

Been thinking about making a tumblr and writing a story using it. Hmmm 🤔🤔🤔

[j4ckme]

Two years?! I’m in!

[kentishviking]

why not

[texas-bi-lover-deactivated20181]

I’ll try it

[blog-of-what-comes-to-mind]

Eh

[eliyora]

Double your nana, double your yum

[fuckyahumor]

give me luck double banana

[possiblityforjoy-deactivated202]

No fucking joke, I was offered 4 days of film-set marshalling and I told him I was unavailable for one of the days but I could cancel. And he told me he’d potentially found someone else.

I reblogged this.

And not 20 mins later, he came back to me and said if I really want it, let him know now. So fuck. Wow.

[sashibunbun]

fuck it double the potassium, double the luck.

[budapest77-hu]

BINANA

[vertigo-round]

Im coming out to more people so, banana

[reynaxschaltt]

I'm hoping to win the lottery with this one

[reynaxschaltt]

INSPIRED BY STALLED OMELETO

"Hey, look at me." The other me said

"The writings on the toilet paper, okay?

Your door closes and my door opens.

Kill your future that's what it says

And that's you.

I'll thank myself later"

He said as he closes the last bathroom stall door. I stared at it in disbelief, nodding my head thinking what I got myself into.

"Nice, that's very.. that's very charming"

I said while reopening the last bathroom stall door, and flung myself backwards out of sheer fear of what I saw, it felt like a sudden jumpscare that happened right in front of my face.

It was the dead body of the other me. Covered in blood, multiple bullet holes on its body.

"What the fuck?" I muttered under my breath.

I approached it and checked the other me's watch. The time of death was a bit earlier than we (me and the other me's) assumed. That means all of the other me's are-

"Oh shit." I got up and started desperately opening the exit. I'm still trapped. This time paradox needs to be fixed so this can open.

So they're killing all of the other me's to fix it. 

Suddenly, the first stall opens, I turned around in panic thinking that I was next. But it was just another me who came out of the stall.

"Hey this is it" he said

"What?"

He opens the last stall and goes inside

"Last request"

He closed it without any other explanation.

"WHAT?!?" I yelled out. This is starting to get confusing. What the actual fuck is going on?

The bathroom's lights flicker uncoordinated.

I opened the second stall and another me's body was there. I started to breathe heavily

I opened the third stall, two bodies of another me. Shit. 

"LET ME OUT!" I screamed at the exit door. Banging it out of sheer despiration, I don't wanna fucking die here.

The last door opens and my screaming stopped the moment I turned around to see me. Another me. With a gun in his hand, covered in blood. Is that me? Is that. Really me?

"Get in that stall" He said. Staring at me like a wild animal eyeing it's prey. Pointing the gun right at me.

"Wha-what are you doing?"

"Get in that stall. Right now!" 

"Why are you doing thi-?"

"Why? Because there's one body unaccounted for and that's you in that stall at 3:30"

"GET IN THE STALL, GET IN! Put your jacket back on" he picked up the jacket that was laying on the bathroom sink and throwed it at me, I catched it panickingly and put it on. 

He was breathing heavily while he checked his watch.

"I can still make it" he muttered to himself

"To the meeting?" I said in disbelief 

"You're crazy!"

"Heh, yeah you and me both"

"Okay. Don't do this man-"

"Shut up" he said annoyingly

"I've-.. I've got just as much right as you do-"

"Don't!" He interrupted

"Who do you think you're talking to?

I know all your little tactics,

All your bullshit.

At the end of the day, you're just a manipulative asshole aren't you?"

"You want me to feel bad about this?

Cause I know for a fact that you'll do the same.

Your door closes and my door opens,

I'll thank myself later."

At that moment of silence, I realized-

"You really are a bad person"

The light stopped flickering.

[reynaxschaltt]

The Great Life Of Benjamin Brynn

Benjamin Brynn was born into an ordinary home, to an ordinary mother and father, in a small town by the sea.

His mother was a composer, or, at least that's what she dreamed she'd be.

So, when her dreams didn't pan out, she began to dream for him.

But then, when he was just 11 years old, he got sick, and was forced to stay inside for an entire year.

And in that year he began to worry that he hadn't lived enough,

so he made up a story, of the great life he thought he wanted to live, which only made him forget the great life he already had.

How he had filled a new home with light and joy and promise.

How he met a girl, his neighbor, who felt all alone in the world, and made her feel okay again.

And how, even he was sick, he still gave his parents hope.

How he reminded them of exactly who they were, after they had almost forgotten.

So when he knew he was going to go, he was okay, because he'd already lived a great life.

A full life.

And he was everything he needed to be.

Just as he was.

-Before Your Eyes

[reynaxschaltt]

Grafí#1(?)

"Did you know that 3 million tons of food will be wasted or lost, and around 25 thousand people will die of hunger today?"

I looked at him worriedly while he was saying those following words.

"Jesus Christ Dale, I just sat down!" I replied to him. I stared at him with utter amazement that he was able to say all of that, eye to eye with such a straight face.

"Unbelievable" I muttered to myself.

Dale took another sip of his coffee before putting it down, looking just at the right side of my head and raising his hand.

"Waiter!" He shouted, louder than normal.

A blond waiter came to our table,

"What do you want?" She asked annoyingly at Dale.

He smilled and began nodding his head towards my direction, indicating that it was I who needed something to the blonde waiter.

She turned and looked at me

"What's your order sir?"

She said with a less annoyed voice.

"Just give me an americano, and Niko and Grace (Mostly Grace) Invited us to a Camping Trip this weekend"

"Wanna come with, Andy?" Dale added.

"You came here just to ask me?" Andy replied.

"Yeahh but also I wanted an americano so.." I said to her.

"...Sure. I'll be right back" She hesitated slightly before giving us the answer. I can't tell if it was a good idea to asked her out, I mean it was Dale's idea but I think he knows what he's doing... Well maybe he knows what he's doing.

In the end, it will all be his fault if this camping trip ever goes south. At least that's what I thought.

[reynaxschaltt]

A letter was slipped again in my cell. It's a letter from Charlotte. It read:

"How much of the outside world

Can you hear in your cell?

How high are you even up?

I guess I can't know.

Just listen closely..."

It was written in such a fancy font that it looked like it was written with a quill.

Then after a few seconds of silence, the smooth sound of classical music striked my ears. It was soothing, it was calm, it was beautiful. 

"The Gramophone!" I yelled out.

"I hear it... God, Charlotte, I hear it!

Charlotte, I hear it...

I hear it, Charlotte..." I yelled once more.

The music kept playing while I looked out the window of my cell.

"It's beautiful Charlotte...

How can I tell her I hear it?" I muttered

After a few more seconds.. The music stopped, and it was quiet once more.

[otakuhotboy]

[daily-prompts]

Prompt 2471

The man at the mall refuses to print the T-shirt you’ve requested. How do you convince him that he should.

[reynaxschaltt]

After the man approached me, he denied my print to the T-shirt I requested. I looked at him confusedly "Sir, you don't even look like you work here" I told him.

He looks at me weirdly like I asked him such a diabolical question "What are you talking about? I work here." He responded.

I looked at him up and down mouthing the words 'What the fuc-?'. The man who refused my print looks like a 20 year old guy wearing a plain white T-shirt, blue stripes short shorts, and pink slippers with no socks on.

I asked him once again "Are you sure?".

[reynaxschaltt]

I stood up and looked at him in confusion as he removed the cooked fish from the smoke of the campire "Why now?" I asked him quietly. Althought Niko's face is often emotionless, it felt like he was smilling at the thought that I cared enough to ask him. "I couldn't have just left you there" He replied stoically. "I may have hatred towards your actions, but I do not have any hatred towards you" He muttered once more.

[reynaxschaltt]

Caption this

We're

Doomed!

[reynaxschaltt]

Loving She-ra right now, and this frame in particular is the most funniest out of context picture.

[reynaxschaltt]

Reblog

It's a reblog worthy achievement. Wear it proudly, okay? 🫡

Hmmm. Maybe if I reach the 100 day mark (pun intended) I'll reblog it. That will be a reblog worthy achievement.

[reynaxschaltt]

Blogging isn't my territory. Commenting isn't either, I just so happen to be living in it.

[moringmark]

Fight Coven #8

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[reynaxschaltt]

CONGRATULATIONS TO MY BUDDY @jlp-overthinking

That is honestly fucking lit as shit.

[moringmark]

[reynaxschaltt]

Day#55 of reading MoringMark's comic before going to bed

Actually debating whether I should just start reblogging my streak or continue to do it in the comments.

[moringmark]

[vertigo-round]

@reynaxschaltt are you alive and awake?

[reynaxschaltt]

Day#54 of reading MoringMark's comic before going to bed.

I haven't lost just yet. Try the fuck again, Power Outage.

[reynaxschaltt]

for the hunting lullaby search for 'nowhere king song'

the cartoon it comes from is called cintaurworld if my memory serves me right

Oh, I'll surely put it in my list. Thanks for the recommendation mysterious person!

And also, Hi Jlp. Rough day?