Not The Twitter Migrants Putting "reblog Heavy" In Their Bios On Here... Like Yeah. That's What We Do

he’s like that weird uncle that won’t stop randomly showing up for family events despite cutting him off 23 years ago for felony fraud charges

what the fuck is going on this year. january through june didnt happen. july is a distant memory. august and september were the longest months of my life. october ended in 5 seconds. why is november here already this isn’t right

I love Landau siblings

Effeminate dentist: You need to brush more on your gums-- hold on why am I "effeminate?" What? I'm literally just a normal dentist. A masculine one, even.

Me: (struggling to speak through the dentist's fingers) youw weren't shupposhed to shee that

Eponymous

Then, before Capitano can reach him to cut him down, the boy turns. He is Snezhnayan, by his pallid complexion and hollow cheeks, and a little bit older than Capitano saw by the back of him- but still a boy, and perhaps still too young even to be made a soldier. A shame, to throw one’s life away so young. Capitano takes in the firm set of his shoulders and the Vision at his hip and sees, for a moment, a past so far gone it should be lost completely, folded away and washed out to sea like so much sand. Righteous conviction, baseless ambition. A mirror.

capitano character study! i think about him a lot. and his struggles... oh man his struggles.... his suffering <3 his body horror entire existence <3 what a dreamboat am i right or am i right

but what if i read one of your fanfics and then went to your ao3 accounts and read all of your fanfics and left a comment on every single chapter of every single one and you got spam emails from all of my kudos and comments and it made you smile, what then? what if i brighten your day with my words like you did mine, what then???

i survived midterms take this messy sunday

best boy