#im losing my mind i fear

[kameonerd566]

Ok this is actually crazy but only to me specifically. Story time:

Ok so last night I was watching Magic Funhouse on youtube, and I cant recall exactly which episode but it must've been the first two bc that's all I watched with my friend. A character quoted this line and I thought to myself "huh, weird, everyone seems to quote that one tumblr post" and moved on.

I go to sleep. I wake with in insatiable urge to know which came first, the chicken or the egg- Did mr king of comedy Brandon Rogers see that on tumblr and work it in uncredited or did he accidentally create another viral meme that we all know and love with no credit to himself. Hmm

So I start digging. I'm all over tumblr and I'm searching like crazy with our busted ass search function. I cant find the post. I go to google and type it and all that comes up is a tweet from September 2017. Okay, I think, I must have seen it as a screenshot on tumblr, makes sense why I couldn't search for it bc its all text based on here. I go to imdb. The first two episodes of Magic Funhouse aired December 2016. I think to myself, wow, absolute madlad has done it yet again.

I go to make my little post about my findings and decide its best to include both a screenshot of the tweet, imdb page, and clip of where the line is said. I rewatch the entire first two episodes in full. The line is never said.

I conclude that I must have drempt this crazy coincidence and move on with my day. But now here we are, several hours later, and THE POST that I spent all morning looking for is just here. By complete chance. On my dash. Is the universe mocking me? Is this some sort of sick joke?

Anyway-

If anyone knows the origin of this meme for absolute certain please message me immediately because im going insane. I'm going insane because that's a different twitter user than the 2017 version of the tweet that comes up when you google it.

[shouyuus]

okay…okay TRULY SORRY (am not) for adding onto shirtless sleeper hc once again buuut roommate!Vi waking up hours after the encounter to an empty apartment and a lightbulb-bright idea — it’s been sooo long since she’s made you blush this hard and worried she’s been losing the knack of it, but now it’s like you’ve given her a whole new arsenal of ideas to turn you pretty pink

cue to you running into a various degrees of undressed vi in your apartment in the upcoming weeks (all instances paired with grinning, half-assed excused like ‘i just got out of the shower, i running was hot, i just got a new tattoo, i needed to check my form etc etc)

(pls everyone put ur hands together for our lord and savior the shirtless sleeper anon -- they're single-handedly feeding us all)

18+, mdni, college roommate!vi cinematic universe

college roommate!vi who walks out of the bathroom, steam billowing out behind her, a tiny pink-stained towel wrapped around her waist (it's so low it's seconds from falling off), oh so casually bumping into you in the hallway, her hair still damp and trickling water down her neck and the tattoo snaking up her shoulder, her skin gleaming with steam --

"oops, sorry princess -- forgot to bring a shirt into the shower --"

but makes no move to cover her tits. you jerk your eyes up to her face, your own cheeks burning.

"n-no sorry i -- uh, i came back from study group a bit earlier than i thought it would uhm -- i should've texted or something --"

"no biggie, princess. so, did study group go well? you were complaining about some asshole last week who --"

but you really can't focus bc did she change her nipple piercings out? those don't look like the same ones from --

"hello? earth to pretty girl?"

"uhhhhh -- sorry?"

vi has the audacity to smirk as you blink rapidly, swallowing hard, finally looking back up at her.

"i just asked you a question, sweetness. gonna answer me or...?" her eyes flicker down to her own tits.

you feel the inexplicable urge to slam your face into the hallway wall.

"sorry uhm i just remembered i've got -- an assignment that i -- sorry --" you push passed her, shouldering into your room and slamming the door, pressing your back to it the moment it's closed and sliding down to the floor. faintly, you hear the sound of vi's little chuckle as she walks into her own room, but you never hear the door close. a second later, loud rock music starts blasting and you let out a long breath.

barely three days later, you find college roommate!vi lounging on the living room sofa with a vape and what looks like fresh black boxers, the white waistband accentuating the muscles of her abs, her eyes a little hazy as you walk in and nearly drop your books at the sight.

"hey sweets -- can you do me a favor and grab that charger cord?"

you stare for a few seconds before glancing at the white usb-c cord not even a foot away on the dining table. gingerly, you reach over and hand it to her, trying very hard not to look down at her chest, at the way her nipple rings catch the dim light when she breathes in and out.

she lets a puff of smoke wreathe out from her lips, sucking in through her nose.

"mm -- thanks cupcake. this thing was getting low."

"r-right..." you press your thumbs into your workbook, the plastic cover crinkling beneath your touch; you glance up at the cracked window before letting your eyes wander back to vi, still sitting half-naked on the couch, "uh... is the fan broken? or..."

"huh? nah -- i just always run hot. y'don't mind, do you, sweets?"

you chew on your lower lip for a second before shaking your head and making your way across the room.

"it's -- it's fine. just -- uhm -- just close the window after you're done, okay?"

vi catches you eye and winks, letting out another thin stream of smoke from between her lips. and, not for the first time, you wonder how they'd taste, if they'd be soft enough to kiss.

and then not even a week after that, you catch college roommate!vi working out in her room, but at least she's got a sports bra on this time, the only thing is, she leaves her door wide opened, whereas before, she'd at least close it enough to only leave a sliver.

you catch yourself pausing at the sight, at the flex of her forearms as she curls a set of bright pink weights, at the thick tug muscle in her shoulders and back as she puffs out a breath, sweat slicking down the long expanse of her back tattoo.

you swallow.

"might wanna take a picture. heard they last longer."

you squeak, jumping back only for your back to hit the tv stand behind you, nearly knocking it sideways. you reach out to steady it, turning around to find vi watching you with a smirk the size of texas slung across her lips.

"i -- i was just --" you flounder for something to say -- you'd wanted to ask her something, what was it? "a few friends and i are going out tonight -- uhm... i was wondering if -- if you wanted to come with us?"

vi finishes her last rep, setting down the weights. you feel yourself hiss out a breath you hadn't even remembered holding. your head feels light as she makes her way over to you, leaning up against the doorframe with an easy grin.

"sure. but on one condition."

you frown, blinking up at her storm-gray eyes. but in the halfway light of your shared apartment, you could swear that just sometimes, they look like the palest shade of blue.

"what... condition?"

she cocks her head, making no move to hide the way her eyes flick from your eyes to your lips and back up again.

"don't let anyone else make you blush like that tonight, hm?"

[crazylittlejester]

pulled out the 3ds to play games and ended up on ao3 editing my own fucking fic instead

some of you just aren’t as sexy and insane as i am /j

[denjidenjiji]

D’arce except I suck at drawing armor. I got lazy at some point but whatever.

[pondhue]

fear no mort moodbard

[dykedvonte]

I hate the stretch lines in the front of Curly's uniform because that means the devs rushed to make a model in like a month or so and thought "They gotta at least know he has huge knockers, gotta know he's got back pain." Cause like what is the thematic importance of his tits having overhang?

What responsibility is that representing? Breast reduction? It shows an inherent greed in his character due to the excess and heshouldletmeholdone and that he clearly is blinded cause if he tries to look down his damn ladder all he's seeing is his own cleavage.

[witchinatree]

what if jon's email was just "you keep calling me chester. my name is jonathan sims, head archivist of the magnus institute, london."

[probably-jam]

WHY

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FUCK

DID NO ONE TELL ME. THERE'S A DESI CHARACTER IN TMAGP??????????? ?????????

[thefrsers]

BATHENA CRUISE

BISEXUAL EVAN BUCKLEY IS CANON

AND WE’RE ONLY 4 EPISODES INTO THIS SEASON

I AM NOT OKAY!!!!!

[mintygreencake]

Me after lore dropping my sister about Bittersweet and how I like Seth and understand him, she just turns to me, eyebrow raised and says "Oh, you got mommy issues then?" 😦

[dlrtgrub]

girls when there's a dog motif

[passerinesoncaffeine]

I desperately need to learn every instrument under the sun you dont understand. I need this so bad. it might just be that I forgot to take my meds but I dont have time to sleep. I need to learn electric guitar.

[livvyofthelake]

saw a tiktok that was like. Daily Affirmations: my work crush doesn’t like me. and now i’m like wow i wish i could send this directly to all of my new high schooler coworkers. who are all really annoyingly obsessed with our one male manager because he’s The Chill Manager. you may have seen me refer to this man before (it’s different when EYE love him because we are the same age. the high schoolers being obsessed with him is weird as hell and he DOES need to stop encouraging this) back in winterspring i was doing a lot of opening shifts with him and i was joking that we had the king and lionheart dynamic. which was real at the time but not so much the vibe now just because like. the vibe has shifted idk i work different shifts there’s different other managers i’m technically promoted there’s all these new people i don’t care about. the vibe is different. anyway. don’t care for these high schoolers and their obsession with him. especially because they’re like actual assholes sometimes to my friend managers… (they used to just work here and then two managers left and they got promoted) (i also technically got promoted at the same time but they rank above me and do more shit that i don’t want to do so like. obviously i’m not bitter or jealous about it. like if i had to manage a bunch of teenagers that didn’t respect me i might cry every single day) (which is happening to one of them fr. they’re literally such assholes to her sometimes it’s crazy like she’s not even as mean to you people as she should be…) not to side with like. The Man or whatever but unfortunately i’m not a teenager with a part time job i go to when i don’t have soccer practice so i cannot relate to the proletariat in this situation�� like i knowww they’re seeing my girl as Bitch Manager and it’s making me hate them soooo bad. like you idiots can’t even fold jeans correctly!! i hate you!!!!

[wexhappyxfew]

imagining kennedy’s reaction when she finds out bucky went down and she’s trying to keep it together while not really knowing why she feels like she wants to breakdown and cry but having to keep on the strong front despite the idea of bucky egan being gone absolute destroying her

….imagine the reunion…..

[spinninglightning]

whenever i read fics i always end up thinkin of a song for the fic or like, th chapter and then i canr stop associating the fic w/ those songs

[wwooyology]

if I wasn't insane then....... oh I definitely am now 😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀

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I NEED SOMEONE TO SEDATE ME RIGHT THE FUCK NOW 😀😀😀😀😀 BEFORE YOU ASK.... NO I AM ABSOLUTELY, POSITIVELY, DEFINITELY, NOT OKAY. I DON'T THINK I WILL EVER BE OKAY AFTER THIS 😀😀😀😀😀😀

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Y'ALL DON'T UNDERSTAND... I NEED THESE PRINTED AND PLASTERED ALL OVER MY WALLS SO I CAN STARE AT THEM IN AWE EVERY SECOND EVERY MINUTE, EVERY HOUR, EVERY DAY, EVERY WEEK, EVERY MONTH, EVERY YEAR, EVERY SOLAR CYCLE, EVERY MOON CYCLE, EVERY HOLIDAY, EVERY BIRTHDAY, EVERY SEASON, EVERY SUNRISE, EVERY SUNSET, EVERY THUNDERSTORM, EVERY BLIZZARD, EVERY HEATWAVE, EVERY COLD FRONT, EVERY TORNADO, EVERY HURRICANE, EVERY TSUNAMI, EVERY SANDSTORM, EVERY SUNNY DAY, EVERY CLOUDY DAY, EVERY PARTLY CLOUDY DAY, EVERY CLEAR NIGHT, EVERY STARY NIGHT, EVERY CLOUDY NIGHT UNTIL THE END OF TIME

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JUST ONE CHANCE THAT'S ALL I ASK FOR LIKE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

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I would also like to state that this is Sunoo's era and anyone who disagrees can go suck a 10in dildo covered in spider venom 😀😀

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alright I'm going to stare at a wall and contemplate my entire exsistace in this world 😀😀