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You are Soulja Boy. Soulja Boy is you. Y'all do be each other.

I'm so anxious rn I have school tmrw I needa sleep but I can't bc I can't breathe idk why help

OOOOOO JJK FAN AND EMMA’S MOOT HI

HELLOOOOOOO 🤭

I'm so sorry malevolent shrine 😞

Mephistopheles: as an exchange student I'd expect better

Mc: my apologies mitochondria

Mephistopheles: WHAT

Mc:??

Mephistopheles: say my name

Mc: mesopotamia

Mephistopheles: nope

Mc: Metropolis

Mephistopheles: try again

Mc: Mumbojumbo? Malarkey?Magazine?Microwave oven?

Mephistopheles: I am leaving

Mc: IM SORRY MOZZARELLA

For the life of me I can't pronounce Mephistopheles

Tuna tuna salmon tuna mayo tuna salmon tuna bonito flakes tuna salmon salmon salmon salmon tuna mayo mustard leaf.

Everytime this is reblogged, JK Rowling steps on a lego

I texted her and she asked me who I was how do you THINK I'm doing.

did you know you share a birthday with Katsuki Bakugo and Hitler?

Yes and also Hitler sadly

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Me when spinel

The pain of being in an EXTREMELY SMALL FANDOM.

HURT WITH COMFORT

You're Stuck With Me (comfort version)

She was hidden away in her room, crying a river. She tried so hard to be quiet. It was late and she didn't want to disturb anyone's sleep. Then, a knock was heard at the door if her bedroom. She held her breath, hoping they wouldn't hear her and leave, but the door soon opened, with all of her three siblings standing on the other side of it. She tried pretending to be asleep, but they could already hear her. That was fine, though. She didn't have to cry in front of them, or talk to them about it, but they still wanted her to be okay. They shuffled into her room, the second eldest closing the door behind him, and gathered around her bed. Then, the second eldest flopped over her, onto the other side of her bed, and the others followed. Now, with all of them cuddled up onto her bed, they fell asleep.

Tw: Dark themes, murder, angst.

You're Stuck With Me

All three of her younger siblings stared down at her as she bled out on the floor. They weren't sure what to do, and they were scared out of their minds. They couldn't look away. Their aggressively drunk father letting out spiteful, boisterous laughter all the while. She wasn't dead yet, but she might as well be. She can't even move. All of them were in tears. Then, they all collectively dropped to the floor beside her and just sit there. There's a moment of silence. Her eyes close, and after a while, she's gone. Completely dead. The now eldest sibling stands. He walks into the kitchen and grabs the biggest knife he can find. He walks back into the main room, where his siblings all remain and grabs the youngest by her arm, pulling her up to a standing position, and stabs her. Over and over. She screams and cries and tries, desperately, to fight back, but to no ones surprise, she fails. She's only four and a half. What a shame. His younger brother just watched in shock. The horror absolutely evident on his face. Filled with adrenaline, the younger tries to run. He is only able to run for a short time. He's out of breath and cover in tears and sweat. He just gives up. His legs give way under him. He accepts that he's powerless to escape, and before long, he's being stabbed. The constant sting going straight to his head. Finally, with all of his siblings dead, he hesitantly points the blade toward his own throat. He thinks to himself, "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.".

Tw: Dark themes, su!c!de, angst.

Straight to the Point

At that exact moment, we locked eyes. I stood there for a long minute. We both did. I took my jacket off and tied it around her waist. "Just something to remember me by. " I muttered. I didn't cry, because it felt like it was partly my fault that I didn't know how to save her. She jumped. I just watched.

(I might make a longer version of this with background.)