So last week I tried moaning every time I ate something delicious.
It was vaguely uncomfortable and unnatural
I actually love the idea of doing this trying out fanfic/literary cliche’s out in real life, kinda wanna make up a list and undertake it as a challenge.
don’t forget to make your butthole flutter today
Guess someone’s eye color from 20 feet away.
Be careful with these. I started reading fanfiction three years ago and now I have to toe my shoes off to get my feet out.
But do you pad across rooms?
Yes but I often give away my position when I huff.
FYI, I’m smirking at all y’all.
I’m resisting the urge to card my fingers through everybody’s hair.
This is as good a time as any to admit that right now I smell like coffee, sandalwood soap, and something uniquely myself.
I hate this post so much I clenched my fists and looked away, muscles bunching in my jaw.
i’m so glad to see i’m not alone, i let out a breath i didn’t know i was holding
I’m blushing furiously from the accuracy of this post.
I’m leveling an unimpressed stare at all of you.
Tag: lol
PLEASE WATCH BROOKLYN NINE NINE
deckerstar + texts
tag yourself space objs
🌟star: smol, very sweet, shy, glasses, pink and purple pastels, no make up, loves sunny and warm days, a cat person, has a diary, doesn’t need a lot of friends, introvert, a good listener, cuddles, smells like vanilla, gets up early, supports lgbt a lot, looks at the stars before going to bed.
✨galaxy: overreacts, extra but sweet, people usually think bad of them but like when they start talking, very supportive, will keep u safe, facebook and twitter, english breakfast tea, high heels, make up artist, sarcastic, smile only to their loves ones, honest, has an instagram feed.
🌕moon: sleepy, doesn’t like school, memes and tumblr, looks smol but will fight you, 80s, meme master, coffee all the time, doesn’t party, headphones music only, tea and cookies, goes to sleep early but always feels tired, studying is not necessary, eats a lot.
🌍planet: sweet, animals are better than people, a dreamer, draws well, offers their help to everyone, a comforter, will buy you food and won’t ask the money back, borrows stuff, not very picky, wants to travel, will save the world.
💫universe: changes hairstyles daily, macbook and iphone, has money, reads horoscopes, laughs loudly, tea master, wears make up at home ‘cause too lazy to remove it, has two friends but loves them more than anything else, probably queer, lo-fi pop music, photography.
me: *laughing at memes secretly made by russian chaos agents*
my fbi agent: what a fucking dumbass
It’s definitely not.
sleep scale
12+ hours: hell yes. decadence has a name and it is ME. the dream. im marrying my bed you’re invited to the wedding. i might feel groggy and angry for the rest of the day when i actually do get up but WORTH IT.
12+ hours (ALTERNATE): i am deeply clinically depressed and approximately three (3) inches from death at any given moment
11-10 hours: ideal. im functioning at perfect 100% capacity my body and mind are a well oiled machine. im ready to knock out all my errands and chores in under an hour, work a full day and then study that language im trying to learn
9 hours: good! i could have slept longer, but getting up was no great horrifying trauma either
8-7 hours: the “””””medically recommended amount””””” for adults, but in reality more like a “fine, i GUESS” amount. normal mild levels of angst at having to get out of bed
6 hours: silent unceasing internal groaning for at least the first hour after waking. dont expect any kind of quality conversation for the first 2 or so hours. ive got a Less Than Medically Recommended Amount Of Sleep, that means im a martyr right???
5 hours: pretty unpleasant. feels gross. expect a moderate crash during the late afternoon. this is the first number that is considered worthy of entry in a college student sleep-measuring contest. altho if you try to enter with 5 hrs dead-eyed hordes will instantly materialize from the bushes and one-up you “5 hours??? HAHA SWEET SUMMER CHILD. I HAVENT SLEPT IN 3 YEARS”
4 hours: a Very Poor Decision. deep seated, incoherent rage upon waking that persists up to several hours. consume large amounts of your stimulant of choice, but you’ll still feel like a cave troll. constant aftertaste of chemicals and regret
3 hours: half awake half walking in some astral plane haunted by the wails of the newly-dead. children and animals fear the emptiness in your vacant eyes. a very respectable entry to any sleep-measuring contest. you’ll still get beaten by the “2 hour” and “all nighter” people, but everyone knows this is Bad
2 hours: you can get up, but only by rending your soul from your physical body in a paroxysm of agony, since it will refuse to leave the bed. you are now soulless and will feel absolutely zero emotion until sometime in the late afternoon/early evening when your soul returns and ALL the emotions will hit at once, leaving you alternately sobbing or creepily hyena laughing
1 hour: you fool. you imbecile. your hubris and weakness has brought you to this point. they are coming. you cannot escape. why didnt you just stay awake. why didnt you just pull the all-nighter. the strength of your no-sleep headache threatens to stab through your skull like an ice pick. all you can taste is blood. they are comi
0 hours: THIS ACTUALLY ISNT AS BAD. HAHA I’M NOT EVEN THAT TIRED! WATCH ME DOWN 15 MOUNTAIN DEWS IN 15 MINUTES. I CAN FEEL MY HEART BEATING IN MY EARS ISNT THAT WEIRD. WHAT DO YOU MEAN MY EYES ARE BLOODSHOT AND I CANT FOCUS, IM COMPLETELY NORMAL RIGHT NOW. GUYS I CAN HEAR COLORS.
The Incredibles (2004)
Lucifer “look how much I don’t care about Chloe Decker, Dad” Morningstar.
you know those soulmate aus in fanfics where everyone sees black and white until they meet their soulmate and the world bursts into color?
the fbi agent’s world bursts into color when he turns on the webcam to monitor you for the first time
persephone's corner 