#OK DAMN I need to shut up

[silly-flower419]

I HATE IT when I'm scrolling on tumblr and accidently like a post and most of the time I don't even notice that I liked something 😨 but I also don't wanna turn the double click off cuz it's easier but i'll end up liking random shit WHICH I DON'T EVEN LIKE?! And I sometimes notice something but I'm sure I have liked some questionable shit on accident and that's why it random stuff keeps appearing on my for you 😭

[creachiergh]

anyways. WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT.

[bedforddanes75]

i think i might just fucking die if i dont post this right now Ok guess what? guess? guess...u wanna guess the colour of my underwear. ok cowboys here wtf ugh anyway dont tell me its bad ill come and get you

me ^

[shooks-stupid-stuff]

hmmmm i have a design canvas im working on rn but what if i just drew masumii and takoshi again :]

[unabashedmoonlight]

[zenithpng]

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[starchild--27]

yk what. i'm gonna say it.

i hope pcy1 comes soon. we need new things to talk about besides how hot he looks like oooomg i am sooooo tired of that i want his MUSIC ok i want to LISTEN to him damnit

[whysamwhy123]

Since I'm back after a little unplanned hiatus, time to blab about another dumb idea I had for an AU that I'll never write! So! For some reason, a while back, I decided I really wanted to come up with a trashy reality show AU for Max Squared, where MJF decides to exploit Caster's immediate, intense love for him by starting up a little showmance. Max wants to manipulate the editing of the show as well as the game itself to make sure that he wins and/or becomes the breakout star of the season. So when Caster falls head over heels for him on Day One, he's presented with the perfect opportunity.

Initially, I was thinking the show would be a Survivor type deal, a bunch of people on a desert island or something, voting each other off, so Max's game is stringing Caster along so that he won't ever vote against him and he always has an ally help him vote out whoever he considers his biggest competition. But then I started to think it might be funnier if it was an American Idol style singing competition. It kinda fits, right? Both MJF and Caster are musically inclined, after all. And it changes the logic behind Max's plan - he wants to manipulate the editing of the show, make himself seem like a nice, endearing guy so the public will vote to keep him in the show, and ensure he gets a lot more screen time than the the other contestants. And what better way to do than pretending to be falling in love with this weirdo who's obsessed with you? A heart-warming queer romance on a show where only one of them can win? That's some good trash TV there, right?

MJF insists to Caster that it's all an act on his part. He's only pretending to be in love with him for the show, to tug on the heartstrings of all the stupid fans out there who think this shit is anything close to real. A ploy to make himself seem like the perfect charming, irresistible hero he needs to be in order to win this damn thing. And Caster's just like ''Whatever you say, sweetie,'' because he knows before Max does.

Maybe after a certain point, Max figures, hey, there's no harm in sleeping with the guy. It doesn't mean anything - Caster's so willing, so he may as well get laid. Of course, Caster thinks this is a sign that he really does have feelings for him, no matter how many times MJF tells him that it's not because he's actually attracted to him. No, it's just a ''power thing''.

He's only pretending, right? Caster's a fucking loser, a pawn in Max's grand master plan to emerge victorious. There's no way he could end up actually developing feelings for him over the course of the show, right? It's all for the show, it's fake, it's not real! There's simply no way he could...

Also, I'd want there to be a point where one night, Caster straight-up begs Max to let him eat his ass. And MJF's like ''Ugh, no way! That's disgusting! You're insane! You're a fucking weirdo! You're gross! You're...you'd do that for me?'' and of course, Caster tells him he'd do anything for him. And Max finds he can't resist anymore. So he lets Caster do it and he makes sure he doesn't regret it. Max's probably so loud during it that it pisses off the other contestants and the crew members who can hear it through the walls because Max simply cannot keep quiet like he usually can.

[you-have-made-a-fatal-error]

need to shell out for a new laptop before the end of the year - for a lot of reasons but mainly bc support ending for win8.1 makes fixing the current beast rather pointless :/ (and. admittedly. there is a lot to fix. she's old and she has suffered.)

but my current beastie is from the last gen of laptops with a disc drive and the thought of using an external/usb disc drive is enough to make me cry tears of blood

[tantamounttoflirtation]

"I love a good finger wagging." "Yes you do. How is Margot?" FFS ARE YOU GONNA MAKE A JOKE ABOUT SCISSORING NEXT? HAVE SOME DECORUM AND JUST CALL HER A DYKE ALREADY!!!!!! JEEZ. WE ALL KNOW THATS WHAT YOU REALLY WANNA DO! WHATS SHE GONNA DO ABOUT IT? TAKE YOUR BOOKS AWAY??? STOP BEING A COWARD. GO ON. SAY IT

[inutaffy]

imma post my one and only bylerween fic in a sec but lets fucking talk about today guys

[sunflowers-and-sweetviolets]

anyway. whaddyah call this one again, fear céile, A ghrá, A rúnsearc, something like that

[dreamofbecoming]

finally watched s3 and i think it’s very funny how jaskier and yennefer both came to see geralt on what was essentially his deathbed and immediately sat down and started crying like “oh my god babe i had the worst day you will not beLIEVE-”

[rosicheeks]

12 days

[confetti-critter]

Theres something that one of my coworkers (oomc) does that really agitates me, and I can't articulate why.

For example, today I was putting down some boxes filled with stuff in a certain place. Instead of going "oh hey, could you move those? They're in my way over there" (in which I'd go "oh yea, sorry! Where do you want them?"), she was like "ok. You guys can't keep putting stuff there. It's in my way and it's a safety hazard blah blah blah" in an annoyed tone. She was going on without even telling me where she wants me to put them instead. I ended up interrupting her kinda rudely (oops) like "where do you want them." then she keeps talking so I interrupt her again to ask again. Cuz in my head I'm like "ok damn just stfu and tell me where to fucking move them"

[alibrandi]

thinking about gender thinking about fatness thinking about stuff and thinking about how easy i have it as a skinny white gnc woman and wondering why it is not easy for other skinny white women and gnc women and why they seem to think the barbie movie is a rallying cry for feminism lol.