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nobuddy feels like they have a sharp attention span these days, right? and we all just click “agree on terms of service” because its hard to love yourself sometimes, well

enter Terms of Service, Didn’t Read: a website and a browser addon that streamlines the terms of service of many popular web services to be read by the tech sunday drivers.

It’s graded from A (great) to E (awful) and if you have the addon you have access to the info about the website on your bar

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my love for y'all (and him) is infinitive

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This meme is inescapable on French insta so I'm posting it here for all to enjoy

#trans visibility

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This meme is inescapable on French insta so I'm posting it here for all to enjoy

#trans visibility

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This meme is inescapable on French insta so I'm posting it here for all to enjoy

#trans visibility

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idk if Tumblr will keep the boops going after today, but through the power of discord emoji, you can boop your friends in a server. or idk, paste them in someone's askbox.

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HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!! ITS THE CLOWN EMOJI PERSON, IDK IF YOU REMEMVER ME BUT I USED TO BE SUCH A BIG FAN OF YOUR BLOG!! I LOST INTEREST IN MCYT A WHILE AGO BUT I WANTED TO CHECK IN AND SEE HOW YOU WERE DOING!!

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That makes both of us on mcyt lmao, I know this this is probably ancient but I'm coming back to this blog (for other fandom stuff) and am going through the asks, thanks for checking in :)

#just chatting

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Welcome to the funniest set of memes I’ve ever seen thank you

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Hello

could we have some short fluffy Drabble or headcanons about a sick revivebur? I mean, after escaping limbo, this man’s hypochondria must be ten times as bad. And after he gets sick, the reader (who he is in a relationship with, although it’s been cold and distant since his revival) starts acting very concerned and motherly— just starts pampering him. imagine cooling off one’s hands (with ice pack maybe) purely for the reason of holding it to a sick person’s overheating forehead. And etc.

just petting the whiny, skrunkly, sick rat of a man.

🏵 Your Tea Is Ready🏵

Warnings: mentions of sickness and death

Genre: hurt comfort (?)

| Honey makes the medicine go down Easy |

You press the back of your hand to feverish, sweaty skin, his dark curls tickling you as he attempts to turn away.

"You've got an awful fever." You fret, trying to turn his flushed face towards you.

"Yet I'm fucking freezing." He curses, finally relenting and letting you guise his face towards yours.

"How long have you been sick? Why didn't you call?" You push the hair that had begun to stick to his forehead back, he relaxes into your touch, fluid and maluable like wet clay. He smelled a bit like dirt too.

"I didn't want to bother. What good would it do anyway?" He blinks, his golden eyes reaching yours. It hurts, a sting, a cut to your already breaking heart by you swallow your pride. You swallow your anger.

"I'm here now, so let me help you, you look like you've got one foot in the grave-" He laughs, bitter but still a laugh. Maybe his fever was worse then you thought.

"That wasn't a joke, you look awful."

"What ever man wishes to hear from their partner."

Now it was your time to laugh. "Alright, settle down, I'll get you some water." You raise from the bed and leave the room, missing as just behind you he reaches for your arm, though never manages to get to you.

You return swiftly with a cup of warm sweetened tea and a cool wet cloth, by now he had abandoned all blankets from the bed, fanning himself.

"You don't have the fire going, do you?"

"No, not yet." You settle beside him, he turns his head lazily towards you, his hair looking particularly more wild then it did before you left.

"Here," you reach to place the wet cloth on his head, he flinches slightly, but eases as the cool water touches him. "Better?"

"A bit." He hummed, adjusting the rag further up his head. "It's going to soak the bed." He grumbled, a droplet of water already spilling down his cheek.

"You'll live." You tease, wiping the sweat from his brow.

"Will I? you seem to be quite worried."

"It's my job to be worried."

"What a horrible job."

"It's not, not for you."

You smile, your hand coming to cup his cheek, you hesitate, but he does not. Pressing he face to your palm and kissing your wrist with all the affection his fever addled brain could manage.

"You spoil me." He sighs, his hand coming up to inter lock with yours.

"I treat you as you deserve. As anyone, deserves." You hum, squeezing his hand before bringing the tea cup to his lips.

"What is it?"

"Tea, it will help you sleep."

"Well isn't that ominous."

You roll your eyes, but after giving it a curious sniff, he takes a sip, then gulps the rest down.

"Can't be too ominous then?" You Muse, putting the tea cup aside. You can hear the smile in his voice as he replies.

"If ominimity tastes that good you must be pure horror."

You tilt your head. "I can't quite tell if that was a compliment." This time, he squeezes your hand.

"I can't either."

You press your fore head to his, before leaning away. "Get some sleep, poet, you're starting to sound like a mad man." He smiles, blinking slowly.

"Perhaps I am." His breathing slows.

"Perhaps you are." His eyes flutter closed.

"You'll stay?" His grip tightens, like a frightened child on their mothers skirt.

"Of course, I'll stay."

#dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt x y/n #dsmp imagine #wilbur x reader #wilbur imagine #revivedbur x you #revivedbur x reader

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I don’t know if you do hc’s but if you do could you do hc’s about ghostbur x touch starved! reader? or just anything to do with ghostbur? I love that funky ghost lol

🏵Your Tea Is Ready🏵

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

| Ghostbur / Touch starved! Reader |

It was late, the moon nearly tipping towards its apex, heavy and full. Most of your nights were spent with you're ghostly companion. A little depressing, perhaps, but quality time goes beyond the grave sometimes. You lay in a flower filled field, watching fireflies flicker and stars peak out from passing clouds carried by a warm summer breeze.

Ghostbur raises his arm suddenly, his grayish skin difficult to see in the dark but you just manage manage follow his index finger, pointed somewhere distant.

"That's my favorite constellation, do you see it there? Right behind that tree." His voice is cool and crisp like the crunch of autumn leaves. He always reminded you of fall, in both life and death. "It's called Lyra, like, Lyre the instrument." You nod, you see his lips twitch into a smile, a small one, but a smile.

You squint, you infact, do not see any pattern or shape in the sky by the said tree. "No, not seeing it."

"Really?" He asks, stunned, his arm falling to his chest and he turns fully towards you.

"Not everyone can recognize stars, y'know." You snort playfully, you turn to look at him, and scrunch your nose as the grass tickles your face.

Ghostbur rolls his eyes and smiles, sitting up suddenly, you follow suit. He points once more, a little higher this time.

"Right there, the star that looks kind of blueish?"

"Blue? Everything looks blue to you."

He huffs, once again you try to follow his point. You never noticed hoe all stars look practically the same until you really had to look for a specific one. You'd make a horrible sailor you realize with a bitter thought.

"I don't think the pointing is helping entirely."

"I'd make a sign if I had the materials."

You blow some air out of your nose hard, and suddenly a cool hand wraps around your own, extending your index finger and positioning your arm ever so. Despite his chill his fingers make you feel feverish, your face warm and must definitely turning red. Gods bless the night time darkness.

"You see, there."

Maybe if you were looking at the sky his assistance would help, but you're eyes were locked onto his hand, so carefully wrapped around your wrist. He swiftly slightly, his hand coming up a bit further up your fore arm. You shiver at the sensation, and he pulls away quick.

"Oh, sorry, my hands must be cold." Ghostbur rubs his hands together, as if that could create friction heat with his ghostly apparition. Maybe not everything human was lost in death. Maybe.

"No, no, I'm just.. I don't know, I guess no one really held my hand before."

If the news of you being poor at constellation sighting was shocking, this revelation looked like it might put him in the grave, a second time.

"Really? Never?"

You shrug. "Okay, maybe not never, I'm not exactly counting, Bur."

"Huh."

You furrow your brow. "What, it's not that weird is it?"

Ghostbur shakes his head, his dark cursor bouncing with the movement. "I don't think I've held many hands either." He admits. "I.. I remember the good things, happy things, you. But. I don't remember alot of hand holding." He looks lost in thought if only for a moment.

"I guess this is a good time to start for both of us then." You reach forward and interlock your fingers with his.

He smiles, awkwardly, a boyish charm to his lopsided grin. "Yeah. No one I'd rather hold hands with then you."

"Even if I can't pick out constellations?"

He snorts, beaming now. "Even if you can't pick out constellations."

#dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt x y/n #dsmp imagine #ghostbur imagine #ghostbur x reader #ghostbur x you

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Could you make headcannons for a reader who is chronically up late at the same times, not by choice, and how it is with different SMP members? Niki and Eret are preferred, but I'm okay with any others.

Also can I be 🌺 anon? If that's taken could I be 🧃?

🏵 Your Tea Is Ready 🏵

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: mentions of war

Welcome 🧃!

| Eret |

He doesn't mind much at first, to each their own

They quite enjoy their beauty sleep but if you were comfortable staying up late they weren't going to drag you kicking and screaming

That was until they caught on that perhaps your sleeping schedule was more out of your hands then he suspected

They bring it up, casually of course, and with much grace

You complain about your sleepless nights, nightmares of wars both won and lost keeping you up if your work isn't

And suddenly they are very invested in your sleep

"You should try this tea hun, it's supposed to help you sleep."

"Oh? Where'd you get this from?"

"Found it pushed away in the pantry, not sure if it works but it certainly tastes good."

The tea was fine, it certainly did make you sleepy, when you searched for R the next morning however you find the tag that went along with it

You aren't entirely sure why your lover is being so secretive about their concern for your health, to be honest you find it a little silly, but if they keep this up you might truly get a night's sleep in their arms, which is really what you want.

| Niki |

Old habits die hard, or so you heard

You never thought yourself a creature of habit, the countless wars made you adaptable and quick to change

But now you've settled down with you're lovely wife, and you've come to realize that years of conflict have perhaps left a mark on you

Nights, weeks, years sleeping with an eye open have made any breeze outside an enemy, any breath stirring you from any sleep you can catch, it makes a night in the bed of your lover a purgatory

Despite the lovely view she is you just want to sleep.

Niki catches on to your troubles quickly, a few times you've even stirred her awake

You first begin sleeping in separate beds, but then you were not only awake but awake, miserable and lonely, so you came crawling back quite quickly

Next was exercise, surely if your body was tired you would have to konk out

Yet no matter how hard you put your back into your chores, or some.. activities with your wife, had brought you any rest

Eventually you caved and tried a salve, the medicine was bitter and chalky but it worked

Niki found ways to bake it into your dinner and baked goods, which made it far more bareable and for once, it was your lover kept awake by you're snoring

#dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt x y/n #dsmp imagine #mcyt x you #dsmp x you #eret x reader #eret x y/n #eret x you #nihachu x you #nihachu x y/n #nihachu x reader

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Could you make a Ranboo or really any one I guess x reader where the reader is a shy touch starved person? Also I've never used Tumblr before so sorry if I'm bad at this lol

🏵 Your Tea Is Ready 🏵

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff

| RanbooXTouch Starved! Reader |

I reckon him and Tubbo as both pretty affectionate people, just by like habit

When people just like drop dead sometimes you get real close with those you cherish

Of course you eat this all up

Neither one of you talk about it at first, but it's very obvious that you guys are practically joined at the hip

Maybe he leans his head against yours

Maybe you link arms when walking

Or he uses you as an arm rest

He's thought about bringing it up, but why would he

He likes being close with you, you clearly like it

Why drag up the past just to hurt your feelings

So instead, he squeezes your hand a little tighter sometimes, and life carries on

You continue to be dumb and dumber at each other's sides, he helps you out of your shell a bit, just enough for you to take his hand on your own accord, and you brighten his day just a little bit more

An inseparable pair truly

#no worries hun! #dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt x y/n #dsmp imagine #mcyt x you #dsmp x you #platonic ranboo x reader #ranboo x you #ranboo x y/n #ranboo x reader

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Hello just question bc im semi new, but i think you said you have a nsfw account may i ask what its called or if you still even have it <3

Hey bb! Welcome! I don't have one that's running atm but I'm thinking about just opening up this blog back to nsfw to save from managing so many blogs? Idk what do you guys think?

#ill take precautions and stuff obvs im not just gonna five you some ass #just chatting

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The fun part of having joint problems is playing the game Did-I-Just-Dislocate-My-shoulder-or-did-it-just-lock-up

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Hey guys my asks are empty atm so feel free to send some stuff in ^^

#just chatting #please im so bored