#and it was Still bad

[iamthedamndonutdrawcat]

can someone explain dr who to me because as a foreign onlooker its completely incomprehensible. do british people enjoy it bc its camp? or genuinely for the story line? i do not have a single cell in me that cares about the doctor after watching two episodes

[podcastwizard]

my most toxic trait is i fucking love work gossip. i play neutral not to be the bigger person or take the high road but to hear slander and hearsay from every side. two coworkers complained about each other to me in the same afternoon and i nearly blacked out from the rush

[corrodedparadox]

Handposting

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x08 - “Killing is a Cycle” ↳ "You're never gonna give up on me, are you?"

[steveharrington]

redownloaded instagram and got sucked into reels and it’s truly like an alternate reality happening over there. video of a girl being like “looking back on my cringe 2021 taste….” and it’s a pic of her wearing like. jeans and a top. the top has a checkerboard pattern. she’s like screaming in agony. the comments are all like “omg not the microtrend 😭 i can’t believe i ever wore that” like woah. i think you guys are crazy

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

You're just not toxic enough.

[skrunksthatwunk]

see 0 note flop posts aren't that bad when they're personal but 0 note fandom posts feel literally so bad. like if you don't wanna play toys with me anymore just say that. i'll pack up my super cool awesome things and go and i'll sit on the other side of the playground by myself and i won't even look at you. fuck

[pangur-and-grim]

one thing that took me embarrassingly long to learn is "sometimes when people say things, they will not be true."

I used to tell people about this revelation and they'd be like yeah.....duh.....but like, why wouldn't my base assumption be that you're communicating to me in a straightforward manner. anyway, I get scammed a lot.

[time-woods]

gettingback into tma so here's the season 1 crew redesigns

the old designs from 2022 . . they mainly got a wardrobe change

[thealogie]

Breaking bad was actually only about the evils of the American health care system for 2-3 episodes max and after that it was about how a man will be so evil he’d rather start a meth empire and kill people and enact torture on his wife/son stand-in than accept help from someone who offered to give him a job with full healthcare

[mybreadsmybutters]

when i was a kid i wanted to be a famous youtuber like dan and phil so that people would gay ship me with my irl best friend and we would be sooo weirded out by it and laugh and make videos joking about it but secretly it would make her realize her repressed gay crush on me and i'd help her through her gay crisis and then we would have a sickeningly sweet sappy romance and read fanfiction about ourselves together... anyways just found out she's married to a guy in the mafia now so i probably don't have a chance

[hinamie]

trick or treat!

[blondie-drawings]

mama a Body behind you 😰 // pt1/pt2/pt3

[artkaninchenbau]

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.

Bonus:

[palarien]

sketched this out at jury duty actually

[calebsdraft]

“shh, baby, i know, i know,” caleb cooed as you rubbed your cheek against his chest, sniffing. god, you felt like you were in hell. what did you do to deserve this? you were good. probably. sorta. still, you didn’t deserve this massive headache.

you let out another little cough and you felt tears well up in your eyes. this is the second time you were sick. this time, it was worse. way worse. your throat hurt, your legs cramped, you had the worst headache, not to mention your nose is runny. you had already bawled into his chest at your sickness. you couldn’t do it again.

but oh, no, caleb already knew that you were about to cry. “oh, no, don’t cry. doll, don’t cry.” his words soothed you until another wave of your killer headache kicked. “caleb… i’m dying. i’m in hell,” you whined, words muffed by the soft fabric of his shirt.

you felt the deep rumble of his chest whenever he chuckled and his large hand came up to caress your hair. you couldn’t go to work—not yesterday, not today, and not tomorrow, either. you let out a groan thinking about it. good thing caleb was there. “want me to make your favorite food? i’ll add a bit of candy, yeah? also some medicine.”

you looked up at him once his words went through your head and you felt your eyes getting teary again. “you’re the best boyfriend ever, what the fuck?” you sniffed and dug your face into his chest again. he couldn’t help but to let out a bark of laughter, that same old smile on his face.

“alright, pips. you wanna go help me make the food?”

“yeah!”