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cxrnlia · 2 months
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“yeah i wont be doing that one, i’m just gonna do the Oscar Piastri 👍🏼”
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artemispt · 5 months
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I CAN’T 😂 Carlos’ face saying it at the end 🥰
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liar-or-lawyer · 1 year
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danblahphil · 5 months
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....how did they spend 22 minutes deleting things and putting things in the inventory...then 2 minutes of game play...and not even actually move
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jadedvibes · 2 years
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Only seven minutes in and I’m freaking obsessed with She-Hulk: Attorney at Law. That’s literally what drunk girls are like in bar bathrooms and I love them.
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Favorite Pacey/Joey Moments Per Episode: 6x15 Castaways (Part 7)
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landwriter · 1 year
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13!
Shut Up by Stormzy.
Hob is a literature professor. Dream is an underground electronic music artist who goes by Morpheus. They never would've met. Never would've even known about each other.
Except. Hob is bit addicted to Twitter. Except. Hob has a bit shit taste in music. Except. A student cancels her presentation because she got last-minute tickets to a Morpheus show and Hob looks him up and gets irrationally mad at a stupid skinny little goth that doesn't even play any real instruments or sing and whose photo of a sneaker drop, whatever that is, got a thousand retweets within hours.
This is the story of how Hob sends a petty tweet and then sort-of-accidentally starts iconic Twitter beef with Dream.
Death, acclaimed hip-hop artist and meddling older sister, is delighted by a random man in a sweater-vest rudely insulting her brilliant baby brother, and insists on catching up with Dream so they can collab on a diss track, because it'll be very interesting. Hob finds out about it at a lecture and plays it in front of his whole class. It's clever and funny and absurdly referential. He falls a little bit in love with the wrong person, because he thinks the lyrics are Death's.
He slides into Dream's DMs to tease him about his older sister to protecting him (and maybe ask for her number), and Dream cops to writing it. Hob reacts with so much earnest wonder that he has to swiftly follow it with calling Dream a pretentious cunt, just to balance things out. They continue talking, under the flimsy auspices of being mean to each other.
One day, Dream video calls him while stuck at an airport, wearing stupid glasses and a stupid hat like a some kind of celebrity traveling incognito - because he sort of is, Hob belatedly realizes - and that's when he sees Dream laugh for the first time. It's because of him. He realizes he wants to kiss the stupid skinny little goth. Wants Dream to be his stupid skinny little goth. Has no idea how to do that. He pines. Dream pines.
When there's a show playing near Hob, Dream sends him a VIP ticket, day-of, with no other message or context. Hob goes, of course, feeling tremendously uncool at the venue. But during the show he finally understands, in a way he didn't before, how Dream pulls whole worlds to life with his music, how he weaves something new and incredible from samples alone. How he tells stories without words.
After, awed, he goes backstage, and almost regrets it when he has to face half of Dream's entourage, whose ruthless teasing is absolutely secret screening to see if he's Good Enough For Our Morpheus, but he gives as good as he gets, and, unable to bear it any longer, Dream tells them all to fuck off. Then it's just them, and Dream makes some vulnerable little joke about whether Hob still thinks it's not real music, but Hob is just standing there, bluescreened before the sight of this man, who he wants to be his, who he's spent hours with online, who he's never even touched, so human and real suddenly. Dream is flushed and sweaty and a bit of his hair is plastered to his forehead. The energy of the crowd is still glowing underneath his skin. Hob is hapless. Hob can only think to ask to kiss him. So he asks, and that's how their first time ends up being in a shitty little greenroom in Manchester. And their second. The third, at least, is in Dream's hotel.
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turtleducknewton · 22 days
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“Here’s the problem with that plan—
“It’s not messy enough?”
“No…….”
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andorianimpostor · 8 months
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Napoleon: "But don't fret about it." Illya: "But I do. Fret." Napoleon: "Well, don't. I'm taking care of it." Illya: "With a sprained knee?" Napoleon: "Well, only one extremity is out of order. The other one is working overtime." Illya: "Well, that must be quite a strain for you."
The Bow Wow Affair (1x20)
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ID by @general-sleepy (thank you!)
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Can't believe we had Joe tell us we can have Happily Ever After Hellcheer 😌 winning fr
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burnsopale · 9 months
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Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell ch. 48 The Engravings
*screaming*
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dnphobic · 6 months
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rest in peace owl slide 2014-2023 🪦💔
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ministarfruit · 2 years
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I love babysitting simulator
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The flowers, the "I still love her" I adore him
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cjriles · 5 months
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if anyone is willing to write a Dramione Fourth Wing AU pls send me the link immediately
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