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sofacrust · 1 year ago
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johannaquartet · 28 days ago
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Everybody laugh
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s1xseasonsandamov1e · 5 months ago
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community movie poster art concept
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incorrect-shoujisquad · 1 year ago
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MHA (mainly shoujisquad) as things I've overheard in high-school
ojirou: can you pass me a pencil
tokoyami: yeah sure
tokoyami: *drops the pencil*
ojirou: you fucking failure
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bakugou: AND YOU LOST A COCKFIGHT TO A ROCK WITH ARMS
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shouji: i dont remember what i was supposed to sing so ima just hit the boots and cats and boots and cats shit and hope nobody notices
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aoyama: stop smelling my chapstick
satou: but like it smells like cake batter
aoyama: im pretty sure the admins think its crack with the way youre snorting that shit give it back
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pink-strawberry-kissess · 1 year ago
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i don't like how re4r keeps reminding me that i don't know how to spell eneclycolpedia
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chessb0r3d · 2 years ago
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styxhuntress · 2 years ago
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todothedodo · 2 years ago
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BAHHHAHHAH
“The Lieutenant wants to see you in his office immediately,” Soap said. And when you asked why, he shrugged and said he didn’t sound very pleased.
“I don’t understand, Sergeant,” you whisper as he escorts you to Ghost, “I didn’t do anything.”
“I don’t know, soldier,” he shrugs once more as you reach the door, “just stay strong.”
Strong? Why? And what does he mean by “stay”? You have no idea what happened, so there was no time for you to prepare a case against it. You weren’t “strong”. On the contrary, you were as vulnerable as a house of cards.
Soap knocks on the door, and Ghost calls you in.
You push the door open to find an angry Lieutenant Riley sitting on the edge of his desk. His arms are crossed in front of his chest, tapping his fingers on one of his biceps. His leg hits rhythmically on the desk, and his breathing is audible from across the room.
“Sit down,” he orders sternly and points at the chair right before him, “and close the door, Soap.”
Soap does as he’s told, and so do you.
“So tell me, soldier,” Ghost begins, “what did you want to be as a kid?” He asks and looks at his watch.
“What does th-”
“Answer the fucking question, soldier!” He snaps.
“A t-teacher, sir.”
“A teacher, huh?” He contemplates, “so you liked to lecture others?”
“I don’t under-”
“Answer. The. Fucking. Question.”
“Yes, sir.” You reply and look at the floor.
Ghost unfolds his arms and hands you a piece of paper he has been holding. You look up at the note and then back at him. He brings his index finger to his mouth and eagerly shakes the message in his other hand. You nod, take the paper and unfold it:
“It’s April Fools. Soap has framed you. He’s eavesdropping as we speak. Play along.”
The statement “has framed you” was Ghost’s way to say that Soap was pulling a prank on you.
“So,” he proceeds, “as an aspiring teacher, I suspect you also liked to write on whiteboards?” He asks and checks his watch again, “you know, mark things and put stickers on stuff?”
“Yes, sir!” You reply enthusiastically, and he gestures to take it down a notch. He’s right; you’re supposed to be in trouble.
“And,” he stands up and looks at his watch again, “you decided to relive your childhood and do this?” He says and turns around to reveal Soap’s prank: A giant stamp on the back of his cargo pants with the words “BABY GIRL”, written in white paint and clearly visible from space.
You cover your mouth with your hand, and he gestures for you to stop. You nod and take small inhales, then a long exhale.
“Don’t you have a spare uniform, sir?” You ask, trying not to laugh.
“Good question, soldier,” he shouts so Soap can hear him from behind the door, “see, my spare uniform has a bedazzled JUICY COUTURE written on the back.”
You both hear a thud on the door and someone running away.
“What happened?” You whisper, but Ghost puts his hand up to stop you. He’s focusing on the sounds behind the door. He looks at his watch one more time.
“Well, why don’t you look at that,” He cheers, “it worked!”
“What worked, sir?”
“Senna leaves,” he explains, “I steeped a bunch into Soap’s tea in the morning as revenge.”
“Senna, what, sir?”
“Laxatives, soldier,” he replies, “they take about eight hours to work.”
“And you waited eight hours to get back to him?” You ask, shocked. You thought he had a short fuse. But, no. This man was calculated.
He shrugs. “I saw him last night sneaking into my room,” he explains, “I figured if he wants to mess with my ass, I might as well mess with his.”
He walks towards the window and picks through the curtain. “Come,” he says, beaming with joy, “come look at him as he runs to the other side of the base since the toilets here are,” he brings his hands up and makes air quotes with his fingers, “out of order.”
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goats-ablaze · 2 years ago
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woke up today and realized that tumblr entirely killed fuck ya life bing bong so here ya go again
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cottoncandywhispers · 2 months ago
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if you ever feel ashamed or pathetic i'm just going to tell you that i paid 50 cents to my class friend so he could tell me that he loved me back and 1. he didn't tell me and 2. he used the 50 cents to buy a donut. i've reached my peak of little dignity
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elita pep talk
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sofacrust · 2 years ago
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camilleflyingrotten · 8 months ago
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ABANDONED CREATURE(s)
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TODAY
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dimeadozencows · 17 days ago
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My personal understanding of the situation
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incorrect-shoujisquad · 1 year ago
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mha (mainly shoujisquad) as things ive overheard in high-school 2
sero: mr.ectoplasm i need help, i don't know what the fuck this book be saying, but it damn sure ain't what you just said
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ojirou: now how the fuck do you expect me to prove that x=1.25 if all i know is h is the midpoint of fg
shouji: i dunno man, use the laws of physics
ojirou: proofs can laws of physics my nuts, fucking bullshit
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tokoyami: what is this horseshit
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todoroki: living in a cardboard box is sounding pretty good right about now
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artkaninchenbau · 1 year ago
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Crocodile finds a strange stray cat an 11-year old Nico Robin (AU where they met 13 years earlier. Robin's been on the run from the World Government for 3 years. Crocodile's 27 and has not set up base in Alabasta yet)
It seems like I have become possessed. By some sort of demon.
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Bonus:
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