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This Is Not What I Had Planned.
pls talk to me about lukadrien sup I’m arrow and I dab unironically. I love Neon Trees, Luka Couffaine and death. the concept of time overwhelms me. 23 | aro/bi | they
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rainbow-arrow · 3 hours ago
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on my behavior again. not my best not my worst just behaving
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rainbow-arrow · 3 hours ago
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i hope i can continue making you happy for a long time
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rainbow-arrow · 3 hours ago
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i was ringing up a winter hat for a man the other day and i said “oh, it’s so cute! i love the pom-pom on the top.” and he smiled and agreed and a few seconds later he picked the hat out of the bag and said “you called this a pom-pom?” and i said yes, that’s what i call them, and he explained that he was still learning english before he touched the hat again and said “pom-pom“ in a fascinated voice
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rainbow-arrow · 3 hours ago
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chris mcclain from total drama island is unfuckable!
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They are casting a spell to make soup
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rainbow-arrow · 3 hours ago
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"I can fix him" well i can send email
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rainbow-arrow · 3 hours ago
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i hope the ao3 user who left multi-paragraph chapter by chapter comments on my fic until they reached the second-to-last chapter, commented “god”, and disappeared for two hours is doing okay
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rainbow-arrow · 3 hours ago
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a dilf is not a dilf if he’s shitty to his children
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Most powerful wizard
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rainbow-arrow · 4 hours ago
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I’m going to be honest with you I’m not going to be honest with you
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still thinking about yesterdya’s nancy, it’s so so good
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rainbow-arrow · 4 hours ago
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Exactly 20 years ago (give or take a few days) like most French schoolchildren I was given a piggy bank to collect yellow coins (small change). It was a charity campaign called Opération Pièces Jaunes, to help hospitalised children, but my classmates & I were quite indifferent to the charity aspect because all we cared about was the fact that our teacher started giving us a candle in the shape of President Jacques Chirac every time we returned our little box filled with coins. 
We were completely enraptured by those candles and the way the president’s face would start melting hideously if we let them burn long enough. Without any kind of deliberation among ourselves we turned it into a class-wide contest—it was obvious to everyone that the point of the Yellow Coins charity campaign was to win many little Chiracs and melt them to make the face of our president as freakishly deformed as possible. We exchanged them for pogs and marbles. We had recently learnt about the Plague in history class, with great relish, hence one lucky girl who managed to obtain a particularly monstrous half-melted face with a big wax bubble reminiscent of a bubo sold it way above the going rate, for 12 galaxy marbles—a fortune. (I was among the losers of this auction, and commented in my diary, with deep regret, “It’s just what it would look like if the President had the bubonic plague!”) Every day after school we went round town begging passersby for coins with something akin to mania in order to get more Chiracs to burn into ever ghastlier shapes. An old lady we ambushed in front of the church praised us warmly for our charitable spirit.
Eventually our teacher ran out of candles and this odd chapter of my childhood ended as abruptly as it had started. Our class was congratulated in front of the whole school for being by far the most ardently devoted to the cause (we got ~15kg of coins.) I wonder if the principal asked our teacher what her secret was to make us collect a truly astonishing amount of coins compared to the other classes, and how he reacted when she replied that she motivated us with busts of the President. One teacher gave a Carambar for a full box of coins, another believed that helping sick children should be incentive enough, but our teacher, an expert in child psychology, was alone in her conviction that the best way to go about this was to hand out human wax effigies for her students to burn.
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rainbow-arrow · 4 hours ago
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rainbow-arrow · 4 hours ago
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i do feel out of place on this site because of how people talk about feral sexy unhinged sniveling blood all over murderous insane men…. what about the normal guys ☹️ . . do we not support guys who get a iced caramel beverage from starbucks and go ‘wowie this tastes good 😁’ .. what happened to loving all of gods creations equally.. ☹️
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