#really terrible

[ilonano]

where im from we call berries "fruity jeremys"

[nekirmum]

Today, in the next installment of Kåre's teenage goth poetry, we have this message of yuletide cheer and the winter-adversity faced by hardcore goths (with text in image description for vision impaired folks).

[sonicunleash]

well you see i meant to schedule pepporoni 2 for like 3 am or something and tag it with something that can be filtered but anything other than quick reblogging that post crashes tumblr mobile.

[scone-lover]

baz: *internal screaming*

simon: *external screaming*

[incorrectmilomurphyslawquotes]

Melissa: Does Milo like you?

Amanda: Uhh... Idk? Has he said something?

Idk why I did this. This was my first time drawing them and I drew them as teens for some odd reason. Ignore their eyes or any other horrific thing.

I will try to get better if I have the time.

[cary-elwes]

garbage car salesman but also...babie

[disablednaruto]

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[nerdsareperfect]

Special Surprise part 1 (Ben Platt × FEM! Reader)

(this is my first time writing an imagine for Tumblr, and I’ve only had it for about a month so bear with me.) TRIGGERS: POSSIBLE SWEARING AND MENTION OF MISCARRIAGE. In this imagine you and Ben have been married for over a year. You have been trying for a little child to hold for about six months. When the flashback starts.

Flashback…………

“Ben I have something I need to tell you.” You could tell by the look on his face he was worried. “What is it (Y/N)?” He wasn’t as worried as you had thought but still worried. “I’m…… pre- pregnant.” You stammered. You saw his face instantly light up. “Are you really?” You shook your head yes, and then showed him the test to prove it. “Oh my God! I’M GONNA BE A FUCKIN FATHER! THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!” He exclaimed. “Oh (Y/N) I love yo so much. We have to tell the cast of DEH! They will be so excited!” Ben told you, after he finally calms down. “Well I was thinking we could do it tomorrow. I mean I am allowed to come with tomorrow right?” You inquired. “I think so.” You slept well that night. Well most of it. You had been suffering morning sickness for a while and woke up and ran to the bathroom to puke. Ben awoke to and came to help you by holding your hair out of the way. **TIME SKIP** When you got to the Music Box theatre, Ben had to first sign in because management wouldn’t know he was there. You were also greeted by Laura. “Why hello my friend. I am so glad to see that you are feeling better. Did you find out what it was that was making you sick? (You shook your head yes.) Good.” She went off into her dressing room. “How are we going to tell them? I mean they need to know.” You whisper asked Ben. “We will tell them before the show starts.” With that both of you went to his dressing room. **Very short time skip** You had a group text with everyone in the productions main cast so you told them all to come to Ben’s dressing room. “Ok so there is a special reason I called, well texted, you all to come in here. As you know I have been feeling very sick lately. Yesterday, I found out why. I took a special test that confirmed my suspicions. I. Am. Going. To. Have. A. Baby.” You finished your sentence and instantly everyone went wild with happiness. Rachel especially because Ben is her on stage son. “I am so happy for you. Happy is an understatement. I am elated! I just hope you have an easy pregnancy with no complications whatsoever.” Rachel hugged you. “You are not the only one. I do to.” Well your wish didn’t come true. Flashback over………….

You and Ben were on the way to a very special ultrasound. You were going to find out if you were going to have a little boy or girl. “Ben you should just be happy with whatever gender it is. I just hope he/she is healthy.” Ben had been hoping it was a little girl because daddy daughter relationships are amazing (sometimes.) “I know but I just want a little girl.” You glared at him. That was the 50th time he had said that today. “Ok I’ll stop saying that.” You’d been thinking it was going to be a normal ultrasound. That is where you were both wrong. The doctor could not find a heartbeat. Your world shattered. You were going to have a little boy, but he wasn’t alive. “I am terribly sorry. I truly am.” With that the doctor left the room. As soon as the door clicked shut, you burst into a torrent of tears that would not stop. “B-Ben, w-w-why did it ha-ave to happen to us-s?” You cried into his shoulder. He was trying to be strong for you, silent tears falling down his face. “I don’t know baby. I don’t know.” You walked out of the room and right to the front desk. You were admitted to the hospital so they could induce you. You had to deliver your stillborn son. It was terrible knowing that you weren’t going to hear his first cry. You have always dreamed of that. The next hour was filled with tears, pushing, and then, more tears. Your baby boy was so beautiful. He was just the perfect mix of you and Ben. Telling the cast was harder. You told them while you were having a dinner party that was planned to be the gender reveal party. Mike, Laura, and Will all showed up at the same time. When Ben opened the door, they saw his face was blotchy, red, tear stained and instantly became concerned. “(Y/N) is sleeping. She will be down in a little bit.” When the rest of the cast showed up, you had awoken from your tear induced slumber. Your face to was still super red, blotchy, and tear stained. “You probably have guessed this by now, (Y/N) and I are very sad. For lack of better words.” Ben started, “yesterday when I called in sick, I wasn’t actually sick. We were going to have a little boy. The doctor could not find the heart beat.” “(Y/N) was induced that afternoon.” You were crying again. Laura was the first one to give you a hug. Then Rachel, Mike was next. Your son was cremated, and you did not hold a funeral. Rachel is always calling to make sure you don’t need anything. Ben went back to being Evan after 3 weeks of tears, anger, and above all, sadness. Your parents, including Ben’s, came over and shared there condolences. “I am so sorry this had to happen to you, (Y/N).” Julie sympathized. “Me to.” You told her as she was embracing you into one of her warmest hugs.

That is the end of part one! Really sorry if this sucks. Part two might be up tomorrow. I really hope you like this.