#every single time
me every time a wheel of time character suddenly declares that they’re in love with another character
“Make it stop” / “Please make it stop” is like the whumpiest phrase. the complete & total desperation of it all… just begging for someone, anyone to make the pain go away
the feminine urge to send a :) in a professional email
My nipples get so hard when I’m at the gym. They CLEARLY show through my sports bra and tank top.
I’m not sure if I hate this or love this.
On one hand, I wish my nipples would calm down for once. On the other hand… it’s pretty cute tbh.
The only problem with Our Flag Means Death is that whenever I see the title abbreviated I think, “Orestes Fasting and Mylades Drunk.”
Boy if this ain’t me
Road to El Dorado inspired au where (possibly war criminals) Wilbur and Techno stumble upon a village that worships reincarnating gods and it just so happens that the next reincarnations are supposed to look just like them.
Except they’re ACTUALLY the gods, just don’t know it yet, and have to try to act calm and like this is all their plan as they slowly discover they can do more and more crazy shit.
(Tommy is the only one who doesn’t belive them cuz he’s very religious and “No way blood God would choose this loser as his next form” and just keeps coming up with more and more ridiculous explanations for their god stuff)
Wilbur, accidentally turing water into wine: Ah! Yes! As you see this is… One of… My many… Great god abilities!
Techno, from across the table, very quietly: what the fuck what the fuck what the f-
Me, watches the first episode of The Wheel of Time: …
Also me: Oh would you look at that. Another middle-aged platonic friendship for me to obsess over…
1: Sports.
2: Accidentally stubbing my toe.
3: The rubber-band AI in Mario Kart 8 Deluxe.
Some of you have never felt the panic of listening to the SAF soundtrack and hearing Not So Bad come on and skipping it so fast because even if you have headphones in you’re not taking that chance and it shows
Mahna Mahna, by The Snowths in The Muppet Show (1969)
making fun of someone’s ass because it doesn’t “live up” to the dreamed-up version you made, makes you a real asshole.
honestly, just being body critical already makes you an asshole
that’s a real human being, not someone who only lives to visually fulfill every single one of your dreamed-up boxes.
don’t be an asshole. don’t body shame people. don’t be body critical of people.
the one second your heart drops when you see a jumper post a pic at the end of the season of them waving: is it off-season? is it retirement? is it both?
Another day another instance of misreading tone tags because they use existing acronyms…….. /Pieceofshit /handjob