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i walk into starbucks and order a pumpkin spice latte with 13 shots of espresso. i tell the barista that i intend to transcend humanity and become a god. i ask for no whip cream

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That scene where he is forced to kneel… just look at his face omg he looks SO DONE with everything (it’s hot ngl) anyway this is my fav bucky edit

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ayyyyy

today is bi visibility day ✌️. don't forget to stan bider-man

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IM SALTY I HAD TO MAKE ALL MY MABON COOKIES BEFORE MABON BECAUSE OF A MARCHING BAND COMPETITION

On the bright side, I can eat cookies while waiting to march. (Kids please don’t copy me. I boarded the bad decision train a long time ago.)

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mood. I dropped a regular water bottle, not even a hydroflask, and the entire hallway erupted into a robotic chorus of “and i oop-”, and “sksksksks” 

My friend Carlos threw a hydroflask across the cafeteria and the moment it landed I just heard a goddamn CHORUS of emotionless "sksksksks"

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if one more person touches me without consent i will eat their spine

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Who says it isn’t real? That feeling of someone familiar leaning against your shoulder, when your pet suddenly looks happy, when your recipe finally comes out like your now dead grandmothers, as if with her help? It’s always there. 

i want magic to be real. not in the loud, soaring way, with dragons and elves. i want it to exist in the quietness of overgrown garden, small sleepy faeries that slumber within the cups of blooming tulips, ghibli-like spirits that aid a lost child in the darkness of a forest, ghosts that hide under old floorboards and reach out to tickle the family pet. i want it to be mystical and inviting, never fully known and gone before you even realize it was ever there

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I don't know if this is a thing but...

I can't stop thinking about Dark Cottagecore...

Consider:

Milk swirling into your tea reflects the stormclouds in the darkened sky as rain pelts at your window. It is trying to get in.

You sleep wrapped up in the quilt your grandmother made you. The pictures she sewed into it show scenes from the stories she whispered in your ear as a child. Sometimes, you swear the monsters on it move.

The warm, freshly baked bread is made to show hospitality to any visitors. The kindness you show them binds them into their visiting form and stops them from stealing you away at night.

Beautiful picture books you had as a child, all lined up on your bookshelf. At least three of them intone the dark rituals you know like the back of your hand.

You braid her hair, weaving wards into the plaits so you know she'll remain safe even after she crosses the threshold out of your home.

Your cat is soft as he purrs and leans into you. He is satisfied that he stopped the Things disguised as rats from getting into your home.

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We don’t deserve him

Sir, what are you on?

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Jokes on you! You can’t be touch starved if you’ve never been touched!

reblog if you’re a

touch starved

gay

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mood

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Am trumpet. Can confirm.

The sections/instruments as vines

Flute: Road work ahead? Uh yeah I sure HOPE it does

Piccolo: Welcome back to me screaming!!!

Oboe: My favorite screamo band is probably big time rush

Clarinet: Hey how you doin? I’m doing just fine, I lied, I’m dying inside

Saxophone: Why you mad? Why you sad? When you can be glad *sprays a can of Glade*

Bassoon: DON’T FUCK WITH ME! I HAVE THE POWER OF GOD AND ANIME ON MY SIDE! AAAAAAA

Tuba: I’m a bad bitch, you can’t kill me!

Trumpet: LET’S MCFREAKING LOSE IT!!! GET OUTTA YOUR MIND

French Horn: We goin to McDonald’s if I don’t do my work!?

Trombone: lOoK aT tHiS gRaPh

Mellophone: Try me bitch

Percussion: I don’t need no degree to be a clothing hanger

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The drum majors at my school would straight up start a riot.

Anyone?

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My Random Thought During English

stimmy stim stimmy stim

please no stim

not by the stim on my stimmy stim stim

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MEEEEE

Stephen Strange: Tony, you’re shaking. No more coffee, drink tea or water.

Tony, scurrying away with a pot of coffee like a Gremlin: Magic Bean Juice Mine Make Me Go Zoom!

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Greek Gods as things my friends have said

Zeus: *does handshake with the opposite gender* no homo

Poseidon: fish be like: *gurgles water*

Hades: I wanna fuckin die but y'know it be like that

Hera: don't be a t h o t

Demeter: eat. ur. fuckin. LUNCH.

Hestia: I love you *few seconds pass* but not romantically

Apollo: I be like: *gay noises*

Artemis: lets jump him together gals

Ares: nerd I'll fight you

Aphrodite: I dressed like a thot but at least I'm hot unlike y'all bitches

Hephaestus: wow im really that unimportant huh. Im that bitch

Athena: use your brain, its not that hard

Dionysus: yeah, and im not legally allowed to drink but that didn't stop me did it

Hermes: I had a mental breakdown just last night but I'm still here, carol

(no one in our class is named carol and he was talking to a dude)