Teenagers of tumblr, this should be the exact response that ANY ADULT makes upon finding out your age. Age is NOT just a number, and if they don’t head for the hills the moment you say you’re under 18, they’re a creep.
This includes adults you only intend to interact with online!
“When we were tortured, he took it.” Emerald looks back when Oscar says this, and I immediately remembered when they returned to Salem from Haven and Hazel took the blame and was punished for it.
You can’t convince me that every single word Oscar said about Oz didn’t hit Emerald as being about Hazel as well. Hazel literally just gave up his life to get Emerald out. When Emerald betrayed Salem, Hazel took the punishment so she could live.
As the villain pulled you from the rubble you glared at him as he removed your mask. His smirk dropped when he saw your face as he said: “Wait, Dan from Pizza Hut? YOU are the one who I’ve been trying to kill for all these years!?”
Dan smirked. “Did you really think you could outpizza the hut, Jake from Statefarm?”
Jake dropped the mask to ground, his face one made of complete disarray. “But-but I could’ve sworn you died! You died when I blew it up-”
Dan chuckled lightly. “You’re a fool for thinking that, my friend.” His smirk dropped, and his hands squeezed Jake’s arm harder as he yelled in anger, “Do you really think I would die when I knew that STATEFARM was really going to try to take away ALL PIZZA HUT LOCATIONS?”
“HOW DID YOU ESCAPE?” Jake roared, his fingers tightening around Dan’s throat. Dan grunted and shut his eyes tightly while Jake demanded, “Tell me! How did you escape!?”
“It’s not like I’m going to tell you.” His efforts to loosen Jake’s grip around his throat were fruitless. Jake’s fingers were incredibly tight around it, making it impossible to pry it open. As his enemy continued to squeeze his throat harder, Dan finally wheezed out, “The back door! I managed to make it out the back door before it blew to smithereens.”
Jake threw Dan to the rubble. Dan turned on to his hands his knees, coughing violently, phlegm and blood coating the crushed stone below him. Jake stared down at the Pizza Hut employee, feeling triumph flow through his veins as he said, “It’s too late anyways. By now, Statefarm would have flooded your precious stores in every bit of America.” A sinister smile spread across Jake’s face as he kicked Dan to the ground. “Ta-ta for now, little foe. Enjoy death.” He began to walk away, sounds of sneakers crushing glass echoing through the now-empty area.
“There’s one thing you forgot, Jake.” Dan slowly rose to his feet.
Jake stopped. “Hm?” He turned his head, looking slightly annoyed.
Hero’s eyes met villain’s eyes as Dan said with a triumphant sneer, “We’re international.”
So I have my dog trained to sit when she wants pet (she used to be very wild and jumpy when we first got her, it’s been a long road) so now when she wants attention she just sits very still and stares VERY intently at you (she’s extremely non verbal and hardly makes sound in general)
So, today I let her out and didn’t realize the fence gate was wide open, and she just shoots right out at this older man and a small girl (bc she just LOVES PEOPLE. A lot) The girl kinda shrieks and the man pulls her behind him (which I get it, my dogs small but she’s still part Pitt, and she was running full throttle at them) and all of a sudden my dog just pulls up completely, full stop, and plants her ass on the ground in front of them, staring and wagging her tail.
And they just stand there, staring at each other. She’s like, vibrating with energy, waiting for pets, and these people are like “wtf” so I run up and explain and the old guy was just so thrilled honestly. The little girl starts petting her and the old dude was gushing about how trained and well behaved she is (I mean, ignoring the fact that she shot out of the gate LMAO) but like, that just made me so happy. I’ve put so much time and effort into training her and making her feel safe and comfortable after he (horrifying) past and I’m just so so proud of her.
TLDR; my dog is a good gorl and I luv her
This is the good girl in question
OP PET HER FOR ME PET HER FOR ME IMMEDIATELY
God this is such a mood (I’ve never been to an Ivy League college like this guy but I’ve been exposed to the same logic taking econ in community college lol)
here’s why i left economics. so, when i was a freshman at brown university, i took an econ class called “income, wealth and health inequality in the united states.” this class was taught by president of brown university, christina paxson, and we spent the entire semester learning how to study inequality. and then, at the end of the course, paxson invited us all back to her 2 million dollar mansion, pictured here, for a nice catered dinner, with literal servants. and this experience, this irony, taught me that economists fundamentally view inequality the wrong way. they think about is as a natural fixture of our environment, something that we aren’t implicated in, something that we can study for a semester and then go back to our mansions and enjoy dinner. something that is just there to study as scientists. and that is not true. inequality is a product of specific actions, behaviours, structures, and systems, just like this house, and the way that econ focuses distracts from the question of what the fuck we’re supposed to do.
i love tumblr because you can post something like “garlic and onions are the epitome of love” and gay people will get it to 10,000 notes
daily reminder that you have absolute right to take up space. if someone or something had ever made you believe that you shouldn’t, and had apparently felt it as a right thing, it’s not. it’s okay to voice your needs, to tell people what you want, to buy that ice cream or what ever shit your mind craves. ik it isn’t easy to switch to this mindset for someone who’s subconscious had always been trying to deprive you. but please please please let me tell you, you are a living being and you are supposed to take up space and put your needs out there.
My talent? Accidentally unfollowing mutuals on mobile then panicking when they don’t pop up on my feed for a few days before awkwardly investigating and crawling back like a wayward lover.
I thought this scene needed to be gifed, so I gifed it.
im 12 years old sitting on my bed reading it’s midnight it’s summer my window is open the crickets are very loud but very soothing my room smells dusty and warm and no one else exists. im 12 years old. the feeling never goes away.
now my blog is this color and y'all have to deal with it :)
why don’t you look at some baker-miller pink and then maybe you’ll calm down
Posting here my ‘taste in characters that tumblr would cancel me for’ bingo: