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 grinning widely at this
I chuckled lightly upon reading this post.
I’m humming appreciatively.
this post is calling me out personally and every single one of you, with all the love in my heart, can shut the fuck up
I hate everything about this
i’m going to bring up this post to intentionally annoy you
*loud screeching*
I found it so troublesome to re-blog this with my entire body trembling from laughter.
literally who could ever hope to match magnetos level of iconicness…. pulling the iron out of a mans very BLOOD then making it into a fucking platform to stand on as he levitates his way across thin air while spinning more iron orbs around him for absoultely no reason…. the panache. the performance. the drama. could you get any gayer
kinda feel like I need to go outside and be absorbed by fog or somethin. become one with the creatures in the mist. become the physical manifestation of the sound the highway makes in the distance. be my own liminal space. self care, yknow