#hot mess of crazy

[lazycranberrydoodles]

everybody go home. this is my magnum opus

[rosecoloredmax]

they looked like they were about to kiss in that one picture idk

[stormsandskies]

Small town William Wisp who knows the entire town and the entire town knows him, so when the little boy who used to run around the small park and through the fields with his friends changes overnight they notice. They notice his skin turn pale, not a typical winter pale that comes from lack of sunlight and being indoors all the time, but the pale that leaves barely a flush to the skin as if his heart isn’t beating like it once was. They notice his lack of energy, how little he goes outside now, they notice his heavy black hoodie even in the southern heat.

At first, they assume he is sick, after all the Wisp parents look stressed and concerned more often than not. It doesn’t help when the school year rolls around and people find out he isn’t going to the school in the town and is instead going to the city

They see absolutely nothing of William after that, but the Wisp parents look beyond stressed constantly watching the news the moment a mention of an attack on Rockfell is made. They understand it must be stressful to know your kid could be out on the street when the attack occurred. Must be scary to think they’re out with friends when some villain and superhero come tumbling through the coffee shop wall. they don’t know the real reason, don’t know they’re watching their youngest son almost die again fighting the villain of the week.

One day after a trip to the city to see their sons the Wisps come back visibly shaken, as though something is wrong, Mrs.Wisp will not stop crying and her husband stands next to her side attempting to help but clearly on the verge of tears as well.

Throughout these two years, strange things had been happening around town, kids reporting they saw strange creatures walking around town, people claiming they saw some sort of glowing blue wisp floating around, and sights of horrific monsters just standing at the edge of the forest surrounding the town.

Then a while after the Wisps leave again and this time they do not come back before their town is ordered to evacuate. People pack up as quickly as possible, as if in a trance.

When they return it’s hard to miss the damage in the area. Despite the work done by the heroes to restore the town blood stains a clearing close by, the sign is scorched, and the body bags, so many line the streets as they work to identify and return the bodies to their families. William looks different, way different to the boy who left. His dark hair is streaked with white, his once brown eyes a shocking blue, a slightly jagged scar runs down the middle of his face and neck, more dot his arms and legs, he seems to float when he moves, and occasionally a small blue wisp will dart around him.

So the town notices and knows that the little boy they knew is changed forever, they also know that he saved the world with the other teens who stand beside him, just as scarred, and they know for certain they hate the so-called heroes who did this to these kids, to the boy who played tag with their kids, to the boy who made sure to say hello to everyone at the church cookout, to his friends that he cares about so deeply.

This small town knew an energetic kid and awkward teenager, now they know a still awkward but more confident almost adult, they knew a 15-year-old who disappeared for two years, now they know a 17-year-old who came back different, they knew William Wisp, now they know The Whisperer.

[halajim]

the world ep. fin will trailer - ateez

[xxplastic-cubexx]

ohhh i just know magneto is so pathetic in bed constantly asking charles if he’s making him feel good and charles just praising him like 😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌😌

THIS IS WHAT I LOG ON TO THIS WEBSITE FOR 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

[wispurring-moss]

alright. i have held my tongue long enough but i can do it no longer.

i'm gonna something that the whippersnappers aren't going to understand & the veterans will probably take psychic damage from reading. but. consider, if you will:

Husk♦️Angel

...that's it, that's the post x'3c

[fortycumber]

girlie's really out there taking freaky pics to send to her husband, while pretending to be her own kidnapper.

talk about being bored omg

that last one omg 😂😂😂 you can tell she's really into it

[pumpkinrootbeer]

Eugene was truly the best boyfriend. saw his girlfriend get broken up with, and immediately had a revenge glow up. Imagine being Cassandra seeing your ex girlfriend's boyfriend and he's wearing a golden choker with the just deepest v neck known to man, the world's sluttiest gloves, and a thigh garter. I'd have to give up then and there.

[strawberrybyers]

marvel drives me crazy with hiring some of the same actors to play different characters but i love rdj so much that i’ll let him playing dr. doom slide.

i kind of get why he was chosen as dr.doom as dr. doom takes on the identity of iron man for a period of time, but like dr. doom isn’t tony stark. i mean idk how they’ll play it out in the mcu and i know they like all the alternate universe stuff so maybe they may play a “tony stark becomes dr. doom in another reality” card. but what would’ve been better than all of this is if they just didn’t fucking kill tony stark to begin with!!

[itsmargobaybee]

[soren49]

Hot Mess Express

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[gazeboarcade]

Guys holy shit I’m finally starting to get normaler from the sickness

[danielleyongbokxlbeauty]

A lovely stay made my night with a mood board dream board. So i return the love with one I spontaneously made in the unknown moment of flow.

[pimento-playing-hopscotch]

“T.K.: Hi baby I’m home!

Carlos: T.K. Ask me how my day was.

T.K.:….. How was your day?

Carlos: It wasn’t the best. Now ask me why.

T.K.: Can you skip to the part about what I did wrong? (Heard a chirping noise) What was that?

Carlos: That was my question. It’s a cricket, one of several that were in a box that was on our doorstep.

T.K: Oh the crickets came!

Carlos:……

T.K: Oh. The crickets came here.

Carlos: Two hundred and fifty of them, TK. Which brings us to- why did you have two hundred and fifty crickets delivered to our home?

T.K: Okay so you know how there was a call last week about the old guy and the Komodo dragon…

Carlos: Uh huh….

T.K.: And how the dragon needed a new home and the guy, he had someone to take it and just needed a place for Cosmo to stay in the meantime…

Carlos: Cosmo?

T.K: The dragon.

Carlos: Of course. Was the plan for Cosmo to stay with us?

TK: No, not at all! But since my dad had to go back to New York to testify in that case, Cosmo was going to stay with Mateo.

Carlos: Okay, I need to sit down before you tell me the rest of this.

Carlos: So wait, why were the crickets delivered here?

TK: I have no idea! I ordered them for Mateo but they were supposed to be delivered to the firehouse. Here I can show you- see?

Carlos: (looks at his phone) TK…. You entered the firehouse as the billing address and our home as the shipping address.

TK:….. I did?

Carlos:……

TK: Oh baby I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to ruin your day off.

Carlos: I know that. And I didn’t mean ruin your night…. Or possibly your day off tomorrow.

TK:….. We’re not going to get to the thing at the Ryder’s tonight, are we?”

Carlos: Nope. Not unless you want to explain to your dad why a hungry dragon ate Mateo and Buttercup when he gets back.

TK: Come on, Cosmo wouldn’t do that.

Carlos: Remind me why fire and medical were dispatched to Cosmo’s house in the first place?

T.K:….. He got out of his yard and the neighbor thought he would eat her rabbits. Which he didn’t, by the way!

Carlos: TK….

TK: So, crickets?

Carlos: Yep.

TK: Copy that.

TK: Hey, this should be kind of fun. Like a big game of Pokémon- gotta catch ‘em all, right?

Carlos: …. TK-

TK: Right. Crickets now. Jokes later.

Carlos: Or never, possibly”.

[natjennie]

I wanna play bg3 :(

[howthesleeplesswander]

@greedbent poked this post for a starter! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

Nothing had been the same since...that.

What was he supposed to do in the aftermath? The idea of getting another job, carrying on with life as if he hadn't...as if Manon hadn't been—

Rody couldn't do it. Just the thought sickened him. The world around him was different now, just like him: grim, hollow, unstable. The fire was still under investigation, so Rody used his meager savings to skip town and flee from suspicion. Even if he might have gotten away with it, he couldn't stand seeing that pile of ashes and rubble any more than he could stand seeing all the places they had gone together.

Her favorite cafe that she visited every week, where the staff all knew her by name. The streets he biked countless times going to-and-from her apartment. The movie theater where they had their first date.

It was all tainted now. Meaningless. Manon was gone. Rody was a murderer. So what was he supposed to do...?

He had no idea. But, all things considered, joining a gang seemed like as good an option as any.

Standing in the office of the head of such a gang, Rody couldn't help but think that this was the weirdest job interview of his life (which was saying something—he'd had some doozies). Was he supposed to write "CRIMINAL" in big letters on a piece of paper and use it like a resume? What other qualifications did you even need for something like this?

"Sooo how does this work, exactly?" He shifted his weight back and forth, trying not to be too obvious about avoiding the intense stare of the person across from him. "Is there an interview, or something? Do I tell you about my...'experience'?" Shit. That thought sure hadn't dawned on him until now. He struggled to continue with a mouth gone dry, "I-I don't, uh...I don't think I can do that. But anything else—? Fire away! I'm an open book."