#starts cryine

[oneirows]

Dongbaek

[shushmal]

"Dude," Steve says, pressing on his eyes because he feels like he's about to cry. "What the fuck."

"What?" Dustin squeaks, alarmed. "What? Steve, you're freaking me out!"

"Good!" Because Steve just worked eighteen hours and it's past midnight and he got thrown up on twice and there was a bed pan incident and even though he showered at the hospital he probably smells awful and it rained and he lost his keys so he had to take the bus and he's sweaty and tired and wet and cold and Dustin's DnD friend is hot. "I can't believe you'd do this to me!" Okay, maybe Steve's feeling a little delirious.

"Do what??" Dustin is full on shrieking right now. His hot friend is standing in their apartment looking more and more worried and hot.

"You didn't tell me he was hot!"

The expressions that go across Dustin's face is impressive, before they stop and he settles on a flat glare. "Seriously??"

Hot guy is now blushing and Steve will collapse if he doesn't keep with the righteous fury.

"I've been TRYING to get you two to meet for months now!"

"You didn't tell me he was hot, though! Dustin!!"

"I don't know what guys are hot, Steve!" Dustin says indignantly. "I thought you didn't like nerds!"

"Dustin!"

"Um," says hot guy. He looks like he's panicking.

Dustin's face changes again. "Oh, no. Oh, no, you're right."

"All this time!" Steve says and he really is close to tears. "You've been nagging on me all this time to find my soulmate, and you had the perfect guy right here?? You had him in my home??? Dustin!"

"Whoa," whispers hot guy.

"I'm sorry," Dustin wails now, just as distraught. "You love nerds, all your favorite people are nerds, I don't know what I was thinking, oh my god!" He whirls on hot guy. "Eddie, give Steve your number right now!"

"Okay," says hot guy Eddie, immediately. His face is super red and his eyes are wide, and he looks scared out of his mind as he fumbles his pocket for his phone. "Yeah-Yep-Absolutely. This is a thing that's happening."

Steve, tears burning in his eyes, watches as Dustin punches his number into Eddie's phone. "Okay," he says a little nasally, wiping quickly at his face. "Okay, I'm going to shower and then sleep for two days, and then pretend like this never happened so I can look hot guy in the eye when he asks me on a date. Sound good?"

"Sounds great!" Dustin says, all cheery now. Behind him, still looking vaguely scared for his life, hot guy gives him a shaky thumbs up.

[daylighted]

dean winchester is like ... canonically the scariest dude alive in the spn universe but tell me why in my head he's just a lil guy. he's just a lil pookie <3

bro could kill someone before they even know he's there or what hit them and in my head he's just !!! a baby !!!

[reinerszn]

ethan’s sitting between your legs so sweetly as his dick is against his stomach, it twitching every now and then. you’re kissin his neck, peppering small kisses all over him. e can’t help but squirm underneath you as his eyes are screwed shut tightly! :( poor baby.. he jus’ wants to feel you touch his achy cock that’s leaking with precum

[shinysparklesapphires]

me in third grade when I found out the sun was gonna explode in a billion years

[bet-h]

wah

[the-elder-polls]

i believe i will soon wilt and perish. i can take nary a step for the pulsating agony that does so plague mine mind and body. i am withering away, having only eaten candy hearts and an apple fritter for dinner, on account of the eternal weariness that doth curse me. mine heart doth surge and roar to life, as if i am being hunted for sport, at the mildest of movements. i hear the voices of the gods calling me home, though they, inexplicably, sound like the famed world wrestling entertainment announcers of legend, a fact that haunts me. i ask to be remembered truthfully as i was, a rather foul and unpleasant fellow with a short temper and shorter stature, who inexplicably loved potatoes and potato byproducts except for pringles. in fact someone deliver mine wilted stomach to that horrid little mascot fellow, mr. Pringle Can himself, and tell him i ate one (1) pringle and perished. if he doubts you kill him with your teeth. i bequeath my bones to my dog, my flesh to my dog, my hair to my dog, and my teeth to my cat. (the cat knows what to do.) i bequeath all mine material possessions to the nearest raccoon at mine time of expiry. i wilt and wither as i speak. deliver mine poor abused brain unto Todd himself and tell him its time for the new tes game and if he needs ideas he need only plunge his fingers into what was once my mind

[aliusfrater]

SCREAM ??????

[littlestarbigsky]

i sent my friend this text a few weeks ago and it’s aged like milk.

[blitzbuckz]

【𐂃】 what a way to spend the New Year, groaning the bandaged imp sat up. From his bed starring out Sloth's windows to perceive the sky. It appeared to be normal now, well, as normal red skies goes. He wanted to see everyone, to check on them && see if they got out of EX-day unscathed.

Alas, Blitzø knew he couldn't take off from the hospital just yet. He knew the wires he was hooked up with had fluids coursing through his veins. it was keeping him alive, helping him recover the vast amount of blood he had lost back there. Still, he felt bored out of his mind — foremost, shitty. Observing the many pathed up stitches && his left hand's arm cast.

Taking it off he attempted to see if he could try moving his wrist — but he quickly ceased the attempt soon as he felt a sudden jolt rush to his head. ❝ s-shit! still fuckin' hurts . . . ❞ he'd mutter, putting back on his arm cast before flopping down on his pillow. Taking hold of the patient bed's remote as he began toying with the controls. Sighing, wondering how long it was going to take to see his friends again.

[noname-404s-blog]

Sad Monday 😢

[sarcasticamaleont]

Gods, when Odysseus says 'Penelope' in the last song and all the instruments start playing, fluttering even.

That?

That, to me, was love put into sounds.

[hideousvampire]

TKK FAIRY CONTENT RETURNS (WILD!!!!)

except its the stuff i wrote down illustrated + those parts in between that i didnt

[cakesamu]

My Roman empire is that gin doesn't know Akutagawa is dying

[kickbutts-singsongs]

Welcome back to another episode of “what accidental fandom reference made me cry today??”

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Random radio station: Andddddddd we’re back! It’s MIX FM Live, bringing you today’s hits! I’m Rob, and this is Joss, which is short for Jocelyn by the way—

Me, a Person of Interest fan: *sobs*

[keirawantstocry]

happy fucking pride month everybody