#paper lunch bags

[puppyeared]

renaissance dogys

characters belong to @canisalbus

[faunandfloraas]

fav skz // Canteen! Canteen! Canteen!

[skiploom]

[hyunpic]

240629 press photos of hyunjin at the airport

[gromky]

not to borderline rpf a side character’s actor but truly i wonder how vicente changretta’s actor felt about the execution scene. like a jobs a job sure but this job involved being straddled by cillian murphy while he drools and screams and threatens to maim you. i feel like that leaves an impression

[anoiximera]

Donnie needs some snickers fr fr he ain't himself when he hungry/j

In other news, Donnie did not find this amusing but I for one was wheezing when I got it.

[whosname]

It's not funny, Lunch Bag.

[zoomar]

Count Dracula Puppet

via

[girlbob-boypants]

Never getting over the Mourn Watch Gucci Potato Sack mage outfit. That's the best thing ever for being so goofy.

[gideonisms]

Obsessed with people who are cheap about things that are not that hard to acquire at low prices. Yes we SHOULD be taking tp from work. Nona was right

[cocteautwinslyrics]

girls after staying up for 36 hours using a single energy drink🥫

[mumblelard]

high five or wheeeee

[weaseltotheface]

Totally love when customers ask me for something and then I ask a clarifying question and then they just repeat the item again but with a look that let's you know they think you're a moron

Ok? Fuck me I guess? Here's your directions to a thing you might want but the other thing you could have been asking for is on the other side of the store

[sylvaniian]

Hey, everything okay? Are you okay? These aren't things you have to answer, but I want you to know that someone's in your corner even on the other end of the internet! I'm not sure what you're going through but I hope things get better! You're a pretty sweet person ^^

-A Resident Mutual

thank you :) sorry if i’ve worried you or anything. i just sometimes need to scream into the void of tumblr. it’s just a lot of stress related to school and growing up and my sister having wild mood swings

but, i’ve been putting to work into getting better. i don’t want to wallow in self pity and self hate. i’ve been seeing the school counselor (we’ve met the last three weeks once a week and i’ll see her again in three weeks).

i’ve also treated myself to adventures. two weeks ago i went with my friend to the museum of natural history and we got the best damn pizza we ever had (i am ashamed to say that because the pizza was in nyc and as a jersey native it hurts to know it was not in my own beloved state). it was fun, we rode the train. and this weekend i took my first ever solo trip to dc. i took the train and went to the botanical garden and the museum of the american indian. tomorrow i’m going to the spy museum and the holocaust museum which are the two i’m most excited for. and sunday i’m going to the zoo before going back home. so even though i’ve been stressed i’ve found ways to feel less stressed out and to get myself out of the environment that i feel stressed in.

sorry i kind of rambled. but thank you for worrying about me and checking in. it’s just been a really weird time. but i don’t want you to feel concern about my safety or anything like that. i’m making sure to take care of myself even though it can be hard. but still, thank you anon ❤️❤️

[heavenbarnes]

there was something to be said about the fact older bf!simon made such a good house husband.

“i forgot my lunch :( ”

“forgot to make it or bring it?”

“both?”

“on my way”

because the next thing was your coworkers slowly raising their heads to the sound outside your office, a throaty rumbling of an engine right outside the doors.

not a car, motorcycle maybe? question affirmed when it revved twice.

they shot you confused looks when the sound made your ears prick up, a sweet smile on your face as you trotted out the front of the building.

behemoth of a man sat astride a motorcycle. his leathers added bulk but there was something about him that said he was big enough without them.

he watched you walk over as he raised the visor on his helmet, the black one with a ghostly image of a skull painted across it.

your coworkers pressed to the windows, trying their best to hide behind the curtains and potted plants but failing all the same.

the man pointed to his face as you got on tip toes to press a kiss to his nose through the balaclava he had under the helmet.

“don’t make it a late one, alright?”

“yessir”

as you gave him a haphazard salute, he reached behind to give you a pat on the backside before he stood to retrieve the brown paper bag he’d been carrying.

lunch in hand, you lean in to press a kiss to the visor he’d just lowered- right on top of the lipstick print that sat in the corner of it.

the print that looked a lot like your lips.

the helmet never leaves the back of you as you walk towards the office, your coworkers scrambling to not get caught staring.

you didn’t mind, just smiled as you reached into your lunch bag and retrieved a sandwich. the one that was cut perfectly into the shape of a heart.

[acourtofquestions]

Me: trying to prepare myself for the emotional warfare of EoS Part 2.