#aderenaline
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leadendeath · 22 days ago
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ive been "doing it scared" /postiive about a lot recently, so much that i might actually play tf2 against real people .....
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slippedtheknot · 6 months ago
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Whumpee Wishes They'd Fought a Litte
Whumpee is home alone with one leg up on the coffee table, watching a familiar show as they recover from injuries resulting from a freak accident.
Whumper walks in with a ski mask covering his face and a pistol pointed at Whumpee's head. "Com'on now, you're coming with me."
Whumpee looks up at the wielder; their eyes devoid of energy. They seem utterly exhausted.
There's no aderenaline coursing through their body.
So, with little care, Whumpee stands up and is led out of the house.
After they're tied in the trunk, Whumpee wishes they'd fought a little.
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dxntstxpbelievin · 2 years ago
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Will Schuester hadn't expected to be where he was today. If you had asked him a few years ago where he would be, he would have said still working McKinley and still being in charge of the New Directions. Of course that wasn't always something certain, not when Sue was involved. And it did end up coming to an end when they didn't win Nationals and that was it. New Directions were over. At the time, Will and Emma were also expecting a baby so that had helped him make the decision for a new job.
That was a little while ago. Will was now in charge of Vocal Aderenaline. Yes, they had the money to do all sorts and so many people wanted to be part of them. But it wasn't the same for Will. His heart was always with New Directions. And right now, New Directions didn't exist. He was also now a father to Daniel Finn Schuester. And he and Emma were as strong as every together.
Will had came into the shop, not so much because he needed to for Vocal Adrenaline, but more because it was something he would do often. It was an automatic thing as he always did for New Directions. He hadn't noticed Kurt. Not until he heard someone talking to him and he looked up. "Kurt?" He said. "You do know I am not your teacher anymore. You can call me Will."
STARTER for @dxntstxpbelievin / WILL SCHUESTER
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This isn't where he expected to be at 21 - back in Ohio, back through the doors of Between the Sheets with the hopes of finding music for a glee club they've not even resuscitated yet. Kurt Hummel always thought he'd leave Lima and never look back. And for the most part, that's what he's done. Building a life in New York while only really coming back for the New Directions and his dad. And Blaine.
Currently, he's thumbing through A-B, looking for books they won't already have. Even if it's just for his and Rachel's amusement, they're trying not to repeat songs when they do get new kids to teach. But it's become harder and harder to narrow down the list of classic artists and musicals the New Directions barely touched. Or any Glee club they might've crossed paths with, for that matter. It'd feel wrong somehow if they attempted Bohemian Rhapsody, even years after Jesse St James' Regionals performance.
And speaking of Vocal Adrenaline, when Kurt looks up from another Beatles book - 'there's still some songs we haven't touched, surely' - he notices someone he's not seen since... no, it wasn't Rachel's opening night, was it? But he spots Will and smiles in his general direction, before looking back down at the rack of books he's been searching through. He can't imagine Vocal Adrenaline needing to search through the store like the New Directions have to right now, but he did tell Rachel he'd be here tonight. It's not a stretch to imagine her mentioning something to him.
" Hey Mr Schue, "
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enigmasandepiphanies · 4 years ago
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Inktober Day 6: Rodent
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"There are only two industries that call their customers 'users': illegal drugs and software. " Edward Tufte "We are all lab rats." The Social Dilemma (Netflix)
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triple--a--threat · 3 years ago
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going feral tonight fellas
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tripleaxeldiaz · 3 years ago
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...I didn't know you liked math and I don't know how to feel about this new information
i sure do!! i was always very good at it, and when i switched majors i was between math and econ, but i picked econ because nyu didn’t have a stats major and that’s the closest i could get 😂😂😂 i haven’t done like complex math in a while so i’m probably a little rusty but i lowkey miss my math classes
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fandommomhater · 3 years ago
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i am so sorry to be a downer today guys 🙏 i should go to sleep so weird shit stops happening but i don’t think i can after that
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springatito-moved · 2 years ago
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ive nevr had this much aderenaline in my bones anyways hi pretty boy
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butterflyonmypalm · 7 years ago
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Wouldn't it be such an adrenaline rush to be kidnapped?
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ostersunds-graffiti-blog · 8 years ago
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Var ut och fotograferade i går, både dag och kväll... solen fuckade upp många utav korten... Har bättre kort på systemkameran som eventuellt kommer upp senare någon gång...
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yelloweyedpoems · 5 years ago
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I’m an aderenaline junkie who fears death.
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neighborlyarson · 6 years ago
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Let me tell ya'll last fucking night's allnighter had me god damn hysterical. It made every single fucking sleep deprived night for the past two weeks worth it. Like for these overnighters there would be bouncy houses usually every night, and they'd get progressivelly bigger each night. Except last night for some ungodly reason it was this nightmare:
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Which is fine. It's okay. Nothing's too wrong. Except for the fact that I don't see a god damn other soul and "Born this way" is muffled and playing from somewhere else in the building. I go and sit in the pool office area and fucking wait and don't see anyone for another 10 minutes which was a coworker I had seen sitting in their car in the parking lot.
Messaging my friends. Telling them about this shit and my boyf is sure I'm in a horror movie. Aight. Made a joke that the highschoolers would kill me cause the sup played Barbie Girl 50 times (which when I told her and she actually started repeating it and then I realized that was NOT a way I wanted to die). Night goes on.
The walkies start going fucking HAYWIRE. Everytime I am in the office I have to have a walkie so I know if a code 6 or code 9 (non life threatening and life threatening emergancy respectfully) happens somewhere in the building. But this thing is just fucking going off like nobody's fucking buisness and no one is even ON the other end. Which resulted in us thinking the walkies were fucking posessed.
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We all have a laugh about this. It's fine.
So as the night progresses and it's about past 1 A-fuckin-M I go get myself and another coworker on break drinks. Wandering through the kitchen to the fireside where the highschoolers were partying I spot two things:
1) Someone is dressed as a ninja and totally into it.
2) Someone is dressed as a CLOWN and I swear to every fucking god and goddess that we made eye contact which shook me to my very core.
I knew that if I really was going to die tonight in this shitty version of a horror movie, this was the motherfucker that would come honking behind me in his squeaky ass shoes and shank me leaving me to bleed out in the gravel of the car dealership five minutes away.
So I fucking dip after getting drinks. Time goes. Kids leave to party. The LGs and PAs end up chilling cause we have no one to watch at about 2 AM. Until a parent comes up to us and acts like we have a Code 6 on our hands. I'm wandering PA right now so my aderenaline is high. I'm thinking my First Aid/CPR/AED training is gunna be put to use as we find blood on the deck floor. I run to get the crash bag and book it to the men's bathroom where there's even MORE blood. I get to the kid and what was it??? A fucking blister on the bottom of his fucking foot.
I walk back to the office with the crash bag, defeated. Going back to the others to clean these fucking puddles of god damn blood that came from a BLISTER that somehow managed to look like a crime scene.
Everything gets cleaned and no one comes on deck so we all shoot the shit in the corner. I tell the others about clown boy and laugh about the shitty horror movie aesthetic we have going on. One girl is afraid of clowns and starts sayin that if this dude comes on deck, she's locking herself in the fuckin office. But we laugh it off cause our shift is almost over. If anyone comes it'll be a couple of kids just wasting time until the next party in fireside.
Kids start coming back eventually. About like 4 or 5 of them to enjoy the last half an hour. Then, as predicted, clown boy makes his way on deck. He goes to the hottub and sits with hisfriends in all his rainbow wig and red nose glory.
The PA afraid of clowns is hyterical. I'm fucking laughing and wheezing because I'm so mentally dead and gone that this all was just getting progressively funnier. The managing supervisor was staring at this kid from chair with this dead look in her eyes. She wasn't paid enough for tonight, none of us were.
So it's time for me to head up to slide and about 5 or so minutes later the group heads up with clown-fucker and I'm holding in my boderline deranged laughter. About everyone goes down except clown boy because he's not in appropriate swimwear. So he just stands up there with me for a hot second and we talk for awhile as his friends loop back around.
His name was Richard and he just like- fucking felt like doing this. Just showing up in a clown outfit. No one dared him to. He just- WANTED to. Chaotic evil sunnva bitch shit. I can respect that. I told him the other PA was scared of clowns and this fucking kid giddily goes down the slide stairs after the second round of his friends going down to torment the PA in the office by standing outside the office window until it was time to leave.
I want to say that when I left more shit happened, but honestly walking home I just felt like I walked out of the god damn Twilight Zone.
10 out of 10 would do these overnighters again for a chance at another night like that.
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hurricxnc · 7 years ago
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@infuricte
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blair had let her parents take melody for the night. it had been awhile since they had seen her, blair being busy as ever she was due for a night off. treating herself to a night on the town, she froze at the sight of her ex fiance. the brutal memories, the danger, the aderenaline that came with being with him. "are you following me?" she called to the other the moment they locked eyes.
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kabukiaku · 7 years ago
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Getting an aderenaline rush about Season 3 after seeing the teaser trailer?
shit’s gonna go down that’s for sure.
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tripleaxeldiaz · 7 years ago
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sos it's 3:42 am and i've been emotionally compromised by fanfiction!!!!!! (for real though if you love yourself go read the avengers assemble series by @lecrit because it will HURT YOU but also make you feel ALIVE)
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dammit-dark · 7 years ago
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When I feel the breath I spin around, scream and proceed to punch the hell out of his nose. Then I notice the ripped ear.
“Oh my God Anti! I’m so sorry! You scared me, don’t do that!” I shake out my hand, that stung like hell but the aderenaline made it number.
I approach a large field with a bag full of ~special things~. “Antiiii! Where art thou fluffy pillow?” I call out, hoping to hear him running over soon.
Anti was crouched somewhere, making sure to stay out of her line of sight – behind her more specifically. He stood at full height, which made him taller than her, and peered down with bright eyes. He released a breath, fanning the back of her neck.
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