#and i miss ur memes

[slytherinshua]

I have been summoned

mizu <///3 i miss youuuuuu like :( like yk just 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

[ruvigapo]

Run boy run!! The sex monsters eat salmon!!

In which i arrive Fashionably Late to the fishssek party

[roachsauce]

pov: you’re anakin skywalker

[fisheito]

everyone gets a turn in the ridiculous skintight edmondsuit. or at least, .everyone SHOULD

[iceiceicecold]

What Your Favorite Pacific Character Says About You (based on personal experience)

Sledge- Type 1: You’re learning to find joy and beauty in everything you do and see. You’ve lived most of your life as a cynic, but you’re learning how to have hope. U got this brother

Type 2: Horny Joe Mazzello superfan and 80s fanatic. Put down your iPad that has queen‘s rock in rio pulled up on YouTube and go outside.

Snafu- OKAYYY WE GET IT you think he’s hot!! stop being so horny on the internet!! You also have AWFUL taste in men, but GREAT taste in music. You were probably raised Southern and smoke a LOT of pot.

Burgie- You either have a savior complex or ur fav BoB character was Shifty.

Sydney- You describe your type in men as “golden retriever” and tend to have relationships that all of your friends are jealous of. You also more than likely have a hyper-feminine aesthetic and a weird thing for Robert Irwin.

Basilone- You probably have a thing for firefighters, but not cops, and like to stalk gym rats on instagram. You like your men beefy and a little stupid.

Lena- You’re either a lesbian or you were just really happy to see a woman with a real personality in wwii media.

Leckie- You REALLY liked lord of the flies and great gatsby in high school are more than likely one of those cinephiles who prioritizes look and aesthetic over plot. You also have a journal that you take VERY seriously.

Hoosier- You just want someone to boss ur ass around. Don’t think I don’t see it. We all do.

Chuckler- You’re just kind of normal. Like there’s nothing really wrong with you, you just have common sense and a somewhat stable sense of self.

Runner- I literally don’t even know how to describe Runner fans. They’re kind of jacks of all trades, but also they just kinda keep to themselves? Y’all r an enigma.

De L’Eau- You listen exclusively to sad bisexual girl music and talk about your “babygirls” that are just grown men with mental illnesses.

Ack-Ack- Daddy issues.

Hillbilly- Daddy issues but somehow more complicated.

[kissingarthurclaus]

[The Imperial March motif plays softly in the background]

♡Taglist♡: @me-myself-and-my-fos @tiny-cloud-of-flowers @sunstar-of-the-north @dearly-beeloved @changeling-selfship @little-miss-selfships @silverhardt @bob-in-tekken-8

[becauseplot]

In OSNF Liz is the “excuse me he asked for NO pickles” to Joui’s “👉👈” and he would send the burger back with a million billion thank yous and I’m sorrys to the point where the waiter would feel bad. Meanwhile: Chris would loudly and unashamedly send his burger back, Arthur would eat his burger (likes pickles), Cesar would eat his burger (doesn’t like pickles but would somehow convince himself getting rid of said pickles would be Weird and Embarrassing), and Thiago would just take the pickles out of his burger and put them on Liz’s plate—whether it’s because he knows she likes them or because he knows she doesn’t like them is your pick.

[missggullet]

babe you're so quiet what's on your mind?

[festive-unserious-fellow]

Does this count??? Does redrawing a popular meme count as drawing shipart??? Idfk but WHATEVRR I TRIED MAN IM REALLY BAD AT COMING UP W/ SHIP POSES- /lh

Based off of that time period in Z3 where Addison was in space and everybody thought she would be gone forever. There were many, MANY failed Addison cookies before this one. Zed is many things, a baker is not one of them.

Also wanna use this as an opportunity to shout out the fic Even If the Stars Align by @sayorseee on Ao3 bcuz every time I think abt the goodbye scene between Zed and Addison I think of that fucking fic dude- it's one of the few pieces of media to successfully make me cry 100/10 would recommend to anyone who maybe hasn't read it yet.

@imjustavenuxwithaboomerang

Edit: I forgot the fuckin. Red rim things around Zed's eyes. Woops-

[kosherfelldragon]

Drugs cant help but abuse HIM

Based on this post by @mugentakeda

[yutamayo]

[kopitori]

Odd move

[the-moon-pal]

Watched spiderman across the spider verse and maaan i miss uuu miles moraless

[cutestrival]

[ SAVE ]: after just saving the receiver's life in a very heroic fashion, the sender smoothly greets them while helping them escape.

("Hey~"

It's too much, she knows, but Shez can't resist the cheeky wink to go along with her shit-eating grin. Saving Selena's ass after hearing her talk a big game before the battle? She's totally not gonna live this one down. "Need some help, love?")

Seething in defeat, her eyes gain sharp edges and her weighted breaths breathe daggers. 

Her palms, caked with the dirt of the field, pat themselves on her uniform weakly. Her breaths struggle from her lungs in brief coughs. To remain sitting on the ground would be preferable, to be honest; but Selena refuses to show even a hint of effort exerted in vain. She notches two more arrow-points to her gaze, and grumbles under her breath. But she can’t quite meet Shez’s eyes.

Looking up at Shez towering her, Selena’s mind is brought careening back to Nohr. Her liege bears a striking hairstyle similarity, despite the attitude. And oh, how she remembers the first time she’d been saved by Lady Camilla; that humility had taught her many things about herself. Her cheeks can’t help but redden a little at the tease. As if she’d EVER give Shez the satisfaction of knowing how that throwaway line had tickled her heartstrings, though-

“I’m fine. Ugh,” Selena groans. She sweeps her legs up around her, but her heavy exhale keeps her grounded. She swallows her pain, but manages to squeak out, “Thanks."

[wifeiy]

if u stay off tiktok and instagram reels u will, internet trend/meme wise, age by like a decade. i am 20 years old and i no longer understand what some of my peers (online) r referencing. i Maybe see the original Only ages after it has either run its course or been (annoyingly) embedded into internet vernacular. i hope my brain and skull explode

[mishy-mashy]

*looks up "unordinary" for fics here*

*sees nothing*

*opens up existing drafts to drop some stray lines here*

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A mainly New Bostin-centric fic and OC. Zirian is a main character. Including,

Arlo and Levani are neighbors. Levani is a karen

She spared herself the hassle and had the new fridge delivered to Arlo's door, where his across-the-road neighbor apparently tried taking it as her own, dragging it like some gremlin.

"LEVANI STOP BEING A BITCH!"

"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME, BOY!?"

Zirian embodying the trope of [kind to exactly one person]

“Hold on a second,” Zirian muttered, fishing out his ringing phone. One look at the contact name and he accepted, bringing the phone to his ear. “Hi, Kels,” he murmured in the softest voice ever.

His Turf mates boggled at him. Because what the fuck?

Whoever was speaking on the other side was definitely a female voice. Something about wrangling sheep, subways, and not being able to come to town today.

"Okay. Okay," he whispered to whoever was on the other side of the line. "I'll see you tomorrow then."

"'kay. Can you hang up? My hands are wet."

Oh, they recognized that voice. They definitely knew who this was. Country bumpkin, she was.

"Okay. Bye."

He removed the phone from his ear and hung up. Immediately stuffing the phone in his pocket, his glare returned full-force as he rounded on them.

"Now listen here, you little shits-"

Zirian losing to low-tiers when it comes to farmwork. This life is not for him

"Hup!"

CLUCK!

"Up and at 'em, King! We got work to do!"

He let out a loud groan of protest, to the loud, indignant clucking of the chicken that just got thrown out the window after running over his face. Apparently, that chicken getting in the house was a common occurrence.

When he raised his head to look out the window, and saw only pitch blackness, he let a louder complaint. This wasn't ass o'clock in the morning. He didn't even think it was morning.

He could stand her level of craziness. But the amount of labor her lifestyle required was bound to drive him to retirement at the early, early age of 18.

John rising up as a violent King

"Where the fuck is she?! I'm going to kill her and string her intestines as this school’s Christmas lights!"

If someone told her an angsty sophomore would be trying to gut her today, she'd have just called the police and stayed home to sleep in the sheep pen.

Alas, she was not warned. The fact a teacher got thrown out a window was only part of the result of catching John's attention for "training".

Zirian can cook. OC cannot.

".. I killed someone with my cooking," she finally said, at how Zirian froze on his feet after putting the spoon in his mouth.

"..... What did you put in this?" It took a strangely long amount of time for Zirian to compose himself, gulp down the food, and compose himself again.

(It happened to not only include him trying to be polite over retching into the sink, but becoming Catholic for exactly 10 seconds to send a prayer of "What the fuck" to God, but she'd breeze past that)

"??? I followed the box. It said one of the main ingredients was salt." She pointed at the ingredients used to make the macaroni and cheese powder. "And I thought any white powder would do, so I used baking soda."

"And you used how much?"

"Just a cup."

"And the soy sauce..?"

Ah, he saw her use that too? She didn't know he was watching her cook.

"Well, I think of cheese as an umami flavor, and soy sauce is pretty similar, so-"

"You followed the list of ingredients instead of the cooking instructions?"

She looked at the box. "There are cooking instructions?"

"Oh my god-"