#hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

[bittersweetresilience]

WHAT IS THIS. I'M CRYING LAUGHING. WHY DOES HE HAVE A MYSTERIOUS PAGODA IN A MYSTERIOUS BAMBOO FOREST WHERE HE JUST DRINKS WINE AND WAITS MYSTERIOUSLY FOR PEOPLE TO COME FIND HIM HELP HELP HELP HELP I'M DYING

update i started thinking about how depressing it is that he's drinking wine alone in fyxestroll garden and now i'm just crying again

[b00rad]

When you wanna gush about your OCs but can’t because of

✨spoilers✨

[sourtomatola]

Good morning! What was I working on last night again?

*Opens incredibly self indulgent SIMP art*

Oh...right...

[hirokiyuu]

22 + besk/instance

22. things you said after it was over

"I suppose some things simply aren't meant to be," says Besk out of the blue as their meal winds down; they've been eating together in silence, nothing to interrupt their bubble of quiet but the scraping of knives on plates. "But all the same, I'm glad we tried."

Instance glances up. Besk isn't looking at her but instead at the rest of the mess hall, the rest of the colony laughing and chattering and bright with warmth and life. The smile on her face isn't the one she pulls out for patients but it's unreadable all the same.

The quiet stretches. Besk's eyes flick over; when they meet Instance's, she tilts her face back towards her properly, unreadable smile growing but otherwise remaining exactly the same. "I want to be clear, though, that no matter what, I'll always be here as your therapist, alright? Nothing will ever change that."

"...Mm," says Instance. It's oddly reassuring. "Thank you."

In return Besk's smile only widens, before she starts to stand and gather her tray. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a patient in about fifteen minutes...."

Instance waves her off in lieu of a reply. Besk gives her a single nod and then in a flutter of dark hair and white coat she's gone, transient in the way that no one else has ever seemed to notice. There are moments she makes Instance think of moths, of dandelions, of things too delicate to last.

...Which is completely and utterly ridiculous. Arabesque is a grown woman, not some sort of... fairy tale creature, about to blow away at the slightest touch. Instance is well aware of the physical reality of her, of the calluses on her writing hand and the scar on her left shoulder from a childhood accident. Honestly, it's insulting to both of them to think otherwise.

And yet all the same, there's a strange sort of feeling in Instance's chest sometimes, when she sees Besk leave. Which is, again, ridiculous. Silly, even, the greatest condemnation she could possibly levy against herself.

She has nowhere she could even go, Instance thinks to herself, sternly, before taking her own tray and leaving their table -- and her own foolish thoughts -- firmly behind.

[star-ocean-peahen]

wow! this extremely unique circumstance in fiction mirrors some of my real world relationships almost perfectly!

[wilwheaton]

Right-wing extremist and conspiracy theorist Jack Posobiec seethed in an unhinged post on X about "THE CHILDLESS, UNMARRIED ABORTION ARMY MOBILIZED BY BARBIE, TAYLOR SWIFT, AND TIKTOK THAT IS CRUSHING REPUBLICANS AT THE BALLOT BOX."

Swifties Vow to Save Democracy After MAGA Attacks

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

deep breath

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Oh my god he’s serious.

Die mad about it, you fucking Nazi prick.

[sourtomatola]

Good morning! What was I working on last night again?

*Opens incredibly self indulgent SIMP art*

Oh...right...

[yourlocalduckgremlin]

DOWN WITH THE TUMBLR LIVE!!!!!

[chicago-geniza]

Guess who didn't get fired and got offered their job permanently and also got a raise. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

[the-confused-little-anomaly]

Muhahahaha I have been given unlimited power Muhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

[doritodemon13]

This is one of the notes the Pines family left on your book and i was wondering what your thoughts about this one specifically?

Ahh… well that sounds like pine tree.

(Always thinking he's more powerful than me)

But it amuses me that he really wants to end me.

(Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha)

[yamimichi]

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

"Just when you think the MAGA cult has gotten to its stupidest, it goes one step further."

Mrs. Betty Bowers via Twitter

🤪🤪🤪🤪

[project-sekai-archives]

THAT'S IT I'M CREATING A RELIGION CALLED MIZU5ISM

JOIN OR THE BELLS WILL GET YOU

THE BELLS THE BELLS

THEY'RE NEAR

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

?

[burningablaze]

Hawks x Reader - Playing Around

A/N: An anonymous requested this a while ago and I’m finally happy it’s done 😮‍💨

Summary: You love being tickled by Hawks but the problem is your too shy to ask him so you came up with a cute way to get his attention

Ler: Hawks

Lee: Reader

Words: 908

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Hawks was working on his laptop out in the living room while you were in the bedroom, lying on the bed like a starfish. You were bored, but your lee mood was beginning to frustrate you. You wanted Hawks to tickle you, but you have no way of knowing how to get his attention. Plus, you didn’t want to interrupt whatever he was doing.

‘Maybe he could use a break, right? I guess it wouldn’t hurt.’ You thought. You sighed and grabbed your phone, shooting him a quick text.

Me: Hey baby, could you come in the bedroom for a sec, please?

Hawks had his laptop on his lap, trying to look through some work and his phone off to the side of his thigh. His phone lit up and dinged with a text. He grabbed his phone and looked at your message.

Hawks: Sure, love bird. I’ll be right there.

After he sent a reply, he took his laptop off his lap and placed it on the coffee table. He got up from the couch and started walking toward the bedroom.

“Did you need help with something?” Hawks asked after he entered the bedroom, but it turns out you were nowhere to be found. He did notice a strange lump underneath the sheets. He smirked and slowly made his way toward the bed.

“Where could Y/N be? I could have sworn that I had left them right here on this bed. Where would they go?” Hawks teased, and you tried your hardest not to laugh.

“Hold on a sec. There’s a big ole bump in the middle of the bed. Hmm, I wonder,” He gave the “bump” a poke. You twitched slightly and squealed in your hands as Hawks unintentionally poked your side.

“Huh, the bump moved. What if I poke again?” He poked your side again, getting the same reaction. “Aha! I knew it! Y/N, you’re so silly!”

Hawks laughed as he pulled the sheets off of you. “Hey! I found you!” He exclaimed with a huge grin on his face.

“What are you doing under the sheets, silly?” He asked with a smirk. You could feel your face heat up as you tried to explain yourself. “I was just trying to hide,” You replied, avoiding his gaze. “Well, it didn’t work, so I guess now you have to face the consequences,” Hawks said, his eyes twinkling mischievously. “What consequences?” You asked warily. “A tickle attack, of course!” He declared, wiggling his fingers.

You squealed loudly as he flopped himself on top of you and kneaded your sides. You shrieked and squirmed, trying to get away. But his fingers were relentless, finding every sensitive spot on your body and sending you into a fit of laughter. You tried to dodge him, but he managed to grab hold of you, and his fingers kept moving up and down your sides, hitting all your most ticklish spots.

“Hahahahahahahawks! No, no, nohohohoho!” You exclaimed between fits of laughter. Hawks smiled, amused by your reaction. “What’s wrong, my turtledove?” He teased. “It tickles!” You replied, still giggling. "It does? Hmm, if I remember correctly, it's exactly what you wanted," he said, continuing to tickle your sides and enjoying watching you squirm.

“Ahahahahahahahahahahahaha!” “Oh wait, I have an idea!” Hawks smiled as he sat up and pulled you onto his lap, and grabbed hold of your arms. “Ladies and gentlemen, I will now play for you, Rondo Alla Turca!” He cleared his throat and raised his other free hand over your belly. You squealed and wiggled from anticipation.

Then he started to sing Mozart’s song while letting his fingers play your stomach as a piano, sending you into a laughing frenzy. “Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Hahahahahahawks! It tihihihickles! Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!”

You squirmed and giggled, trying to free yourself from his grip, but he held you tightly. “Well, I can’t have you getting away now, can I?” Hawks said in a playful tone. “Stohohohohop!”

“What else can I do? Hmm, oh, I know.” Hawks immediately stopped tickling you and made beeping noises. “Beep boop boop beep, recalculating, brr, brr, brr, new introductions, blow raspberries on Y/N’s tummy!”

Your eyes widened, and you crawled as quickly as you could to get away, but Hawks pulled you by your ankles. “Oh no, you don't!” Hawks said with a playful grin, lifting your shirt up and blowing a few raspberries.

You shrieked loudly as he blew one huge raspberry and nuzzled his face side to side; his faint stubble made the tickling sensation worse.

“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DON’T DO THAHAHAHAT! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

"Come on, Y/N, you can take it," Hawks teased and blew on your belly again. You used whatever strength you had left and tried to push his shoulders away. “EEEEEE! GET AWAYEHEHEHEHEHE! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Hang on; I’m not done yet!” Hawks took another breath, and before he could deliver another raspberry, you tried to stop him. “No, no, no! No blowing raspberrieEEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAHAP! IT TIHIHICKLES TOO MUHUHUHUCH! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

He stopped after two raspberries, and you just lay there, exhausted from laughing. “That was fun,” Hawks said with a satisfied smile. “I guess, if trying not to die,” You replied, smiling back at him.

He grabbed your wrists and pulled you up just to put you in a hug. “You thought you could hide from me, huh? I can always find you.” He joked and buried his face in the crook of your neck. You scrunched your shoulders and giggled. “Stohohohop! Ehehehehehehehe!”

[izvmimi]

i'm crying because i burst out laughing and hit reblog the second i read 'he's using coupons and pulling out his black card at the same time' cuz ngl if i were the cashier and someone did that i'd consider calling the police immediately

gambling debts up to the knees i can't breathe

i love that all your faves have couponer energy. like not well, like not that they know what they're doing, but they love a sale. they see % off and lose their minds, like even gojo who has money. he's like listen, this sale is very important to me but also doesn't know the price of a banana smh

im crying bc truly none of them have a lick of financial sense....how did i end up in this situation? gojo's using coupons and pulling out his black card at the same time. yami has gambling debts up to his knees. gen's online shopping addiction.

okay i lied tbh hyoga runs a tight ship he's good at financial stuff. jotaro too bc he has generational wealth good for him. the rest of them though??????? questionable....

[v1leblood]

He's realllllly pushing the "fucking hate verona's dad" buttons huh

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MEDIEVAL TORTURE ON VERONA FOREVER