Ned: Okay, Peter, Let's Try This One More Time. The Topic Is Personification. The Robot Was Left Behind

Ned: Okay, Peter, let's try this one more time. The topic is personification. The robot was left behind by its' master. How did it feel?

Peter: Happy, because it doesn't like the idea of slavery.

MJ: That's my boy.

In most social media sites, people try to include so much tags and trending words to get likes, upvotes, hearts, likes retweet, etc.

But on tumblr, even when you don't tag anything, people will always find your bullshit. In fact, they'll comment, heart, and reblog it to let everyone else know they discovered your shitposts, shower thoughts, and conspiracy theories out of pure spite of you saying no one will find it because you didn't tag anything.

And I love it.

Peter, high on coffee: I'm shitting, crying, throwing up, stepping on nails, and fucking fighting god

Harley: I only shit and cry, you’re a talented multitasker.

Tony, who walked into their convo: What the fuck, you two?

Deadpool: Say, what's a less legal, more effective alternative to pepper spray?

Daredevil, without missing a beat: A flamethrower.

Spider-Man, who only wanted to team up for Team Red: *sigh* Guys, his knife barely touched me.

Tony trying to help Morgan create a poem for homework while sleep-deprived: A day without sunshine is like, you know..

Peter, equally as sleep-deprived: Night.

[After FFH events, in the interrogation room]

Cop: Is there something you want to confess, son? It's not too late.

Peter: I— okay.. I.. I like both girls and boys..

Cop:

Tony, on the other side of the glass: Stop punishing all of us with second-hand embarrassment and just let him go—