#idek sorry

[jthezombshark]

I hope nobody’s done this lol

I got bored n shit sorry

Idek where I got the format or whatever this iss

[sanguinibus]

@akasupergirl​

“You know its unfair of you to look that fucking hot and tell me your off to go do work. How important is said work you are going off to do? Because if it is not that important I have a few things you could fucking do instead. Like me. Do me instead Kara.”

[expectopaula]

The only sport i play is Squidditch ;) it’s like Quidditch except with Squibs and no one flies- ok i just really like cleaning

[rewordthis]

Pink 🩷

OMG thank you, Panda-san! Your posts always feel like bubbles of joy on my dash! 💕💕💕

[sleep-rotted]

u know what, i am going to be that mysterious loner, hanging in groups of more than one is stressful, gonna take myself on a date

[thethirdrose]

Ok but like I wish I knew how to explain the sensation of partner dancing to someone who’s never partner danced, I wish that I had anything remotely resembling a way to explain what connection and pulse and following feel like but I just. There’s no comparison, like the thing that kills me is that there is nothing else that I have experienced that is even remotely similar, it’s like -- it’s like being plugged in. It’s like being plugged into your own body, it’s like your brain stops being a separate entity from your body, and when your partner’s good it’s like you’re plugged into them too, and when they’re really good and there’s a band, and the band’s good and everything hits just right it it’s like you’re plugged into the whole fucking room of people and the band to boot, like you’ve got a direct line from the music to your muscles, like you know what the band’s going to do before they do it, and you don’t realize it until you and your partner and the band all freeze for three beats at the same time and then keep going in perfect sync. 

I don’t know why blues especially makes me feel this way -- probably because I’ve literally never learned the steps I’ve only ever followed them, probably because nobody tries to lead blues on a social dance floor unless they are a very competent lead, probably because blues is like tango in that you’re not leading and following with your arms you’re leading and following with your entire body and it’s just -- 

it’s such a high, except that every other high I’ve ever experienced came with some sort of unpleasant low, and it just doesn’t, coming down is like slowly floating down like a cloud from the stratosphere. 

[suttonhughes]

@rileyhendersxn

It was stupid of her to get drunk in Saint Laurent, and Sutton knew it. After only three drinks, she was wandering the streets, pacing back and forth outside of Micah’s apartment building. She wanted so badly to ring his doorbell and beg him to love her the way that she loved him, to tell him that she didn’t even like to read – that she only went to the bookstore to see him, and to kiss him until he kicked her out. But she wasn’t quite drunk enough to be that reckless. She took a deep breath and watched her exhalation fog up the air in front of her. Even if she could manage to find her way home, she didn’t want to be alone. So she turned and walked down the familiar streets to see the only person she knew in this part of town who might still be awake at this hour.

She knocked on Riley’s door and opened it without waiting for an answer. “Riley?” she called. “You really should lock your door, you know.” She closed the door behind her and wandered into his apartment until she found him. “Hi,” she said. “I never get drunk, and you always get drunk, so I came here because you must know what to do with drunk people and also because I want to have sex with my ex boyfriend, but I can’t because he’s a virgin and he doesn’t love me anyway, so even though you’re vile and I hate you, you’re gonna have to do,” she said, and without another word, she flung her shirt off, throwing it to the ground. “Have at it, baseball boy.”

[helianthus21]

… I suddenly want a youtube vid with the song Treat You Better by Shawn Mendes about Cas and Crowley fighting over Dean…