#i love my moots

[sylas-the1st]

Moots, I guess. Cuz I don't know them personally enough to call them friends. But, I'd like to be their friends. So this counts right? lol

my friends r so talented. rb if ur friends are talented

[fawnsky]

goodnight sad girls of tumblr

[m1oboy]

moots apreciation ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

[muntzstan]

this but im just extremely awkward 💀

what I think will happen if I message my mutuals

[starcrezt]

muchas gracias to a very close family member of mine (DO NOT MENTION THEM HERE!!!)

@shadowwolfmemes @syltheanti @rainbow-starheart @hunternocedasgf @ak-tb @valentine--x

[stillwesleepp]

i just finished the 8th and final season of House md

this show has had such an impact on me and i’ve loved every second i’ve watched it for the past 2-3 months. I originally started watching it because im a dead poets society fan and bobby is in it but as i watched it, actually right when i put on the pilot episode i just knew, i knew that i would love it and that it would become my everything which it has. I love their characters and the dynamics and development and the storyline of each season right away you see the patients and it makes you want to become a doctor and it makes you invested in all the cases which are all so interesting and then you see the characters in their storyline and the drama and the emotional scenes and everything and it makes you so invested and the deaths of the characters too makes it so emotional I’ve cried to this show and I love it so much

thank you hugh laurie and robert sean leonard

also here’s my husband for the 8th and last time/season

[steamingengineering]

Thanks for the likes on my post⚙️

[thejohnlockedfemboy]

exactly how i feel

Anyone else feel like their mutuals are way out of their league? Like they follow you back and you’re just like

[candieduranium]

rb to stare at a mutual like this:

[starcrezt]

If I were Caleb, I wouldn't post my face to the internet like that...

meh,,

[strychnynegirl]

@madamechrissy and @alygator77 Its still surreal somedays that both of you are a part of my life. It was crazy first as mutuals but to build a beautiful relationship with you both and to be able to call both of you exceptional amazing ladies my friends and to see you both daily in my dm's fills my heart and brightens my life. Our conversations about everything and our favorite pookie, sharing your lives with me brings me joy. I appreciate you both so much and you mean more to me than words can ever express. I love you both my darlings. 🥰😘💕

nothing scarier than being a fan of a fic and then becoming mutuals with the author. like hi shakespeare. big fan of your fake dating au

[millportisntreal]

I love you moots I love you artists I love you writers I love you commenters I love you lurkers

[thatrandomlemononyourcounter1]

"You can't make friends onli-" I would defend any of my Tumblr mutuals to the death with only a pocket knife and random rock, you heathen.

[thoughtforthedaysolita1re]

Moot Sleepover Starting Now

@a-fucking-tornado

@silentlydying

@fairyb0ii

@tori-spring12

@survivingmyownlife

@spir4nts-lun4r

@back-totheoldhouse

@aloserwholikesheartstopper

@moomoomwahaha

@xoxonxo

[ervotica]

rafe with a pogue!reader that just says the most out of pocket, ridiculous shit all the time. he’s perpetually exasperated. you’re jj in female form— really, rafe doesn’t know how he ended up liking you in the first place.

this is him when he looks at u btw

you’re so unserious it actually pains him. he bends over to pick his vape up off of the sidewalk and you air-hump him from behind, with sound effects and everything; you've never seen him move faster, and you squeal when he takes your face in his hands, his brow set deep on his forehead, lips pursed. it pushes your cap halfway off of your head, mussing your already frazzled hair.

"hey, idiot. look at me," he barks, expression hardening as you giggle. you smirk, tongue in cheek.

"what?"

"what the fuck is wrong with you? like actually. you're so fucking weird," he seethes through gritted teeth, unaware of the group of pogues that watch, barely concealing their laughter; you shrug innocently, putting on your best doe eyes for your grumpy boyfriend.

"what are you talking about? i didn't do anything!"

"oh, you didn't do anything?" he parrots; it's something out of a cartoon, truly– his reddened face, pinched features. if you look closely enough, you're sure you'd see steam curling out of his ears.

"nope." you pop the p and he pushes closer to you, crowding your personal space.

"you're a little fucking freak, you know that? you need psychological help."

"yeah, that's fucking rich," you snort, patting his cheek in condescension. you bite his finger when he reaches for your face again. "quit it!" you garble around the digit.

"i can't." he throws his hands up, exasperated as he strides away. "i can't with you."

you grin, scampering after him as he paces. you're bursting at the seams with childlike amusement, skipping happily until you lace your fingers through rafe's. he grumbles something rather unsavoury but still tucks you beneath his arm, scowling as you needle your way into his side.

"gonna be the death of me, kid."