zeldafire

nebby af

obsessed with whitaker constantly dropping hints at his background while not actually saying anything. that boy is literally begging for someone to listen and he keeps getting overlooked. it’s gonna be years before i can pay off my student loans. i was a theology major, let me quote scripture at you. it’s the only way i know to cheer someone up. my parents aren’t proud of me but they sacrificed a lot for me. they sacrificed a lot for me but i haven’t been home in years. i watched my uncle drink himself to death and i’m the first one in my family to go to college, which could mean nothing. hey guys, did you know there’s an abandoned wing on the eighth floor? “i’m here if you want to talk more” robby says, and then immediately leaves

the way i eat up every tiny bit of new information about robby like it’s a revelation. like what do you MEAN he can’t stand being alone to the point that he sleeps with the tv on???? this lore

This is why I can't start writing my Pitt fic before this season is over, I need all the little nibblies... 😭

No, but actually if you think about the implications of living this long in relation to the evolution of language, even if you did learn to read 1900 years ago, hell, even 500 years ago, we're now reading, writing, and speaking an English that is far and away removed from what it used to be. And let's not (or maybe do) talk about if your vampire self originally knew a language that is now actually dead.

as a procrastinating overachiever i feel like i don’t necessarily “half-ass” things, it’s more like a “3/4 ass”. like overall did i do pretty well? yeah. did i reach my maximum potential though? i think the fuck Not.

This? This is and always has been, me. Those projects in school everyone always fawned over when I turned them in? Yeah, I saw the sun rise for those. It is the worst personality combo. -ever-

Reblog if you’ve been personally victimised by Kingsman: The Golden Circle

For real though.

Oh hey look it's me and my sorry ass finally watching Kingsman for the first time just last month. Luckily I already have two fics started. :D

lmao if a tiny glimpse of harry standing near eggsy can reduce us to an unintelligible sobbing mess can you even begin to imagine the casualties after watching the breakfast scene?

my soul left my body when the scene changes to reveal harry sitting in tilde’s place like i legit stopped breathing and my friend was so worried for me all i could muster was “shit he actually did that”

I passed onto the other side immediately. My spirit wandering the ravaged wasteland of the river styx, restless and tormented for all time until someone summoned my spirit using a ouiji board where fuelled by the depths of emotion I died with I managed to spell out my final words: ‘Oh wow.’

I personally made a noise like a dying cow and my eyes welled up to the point where I missed the majority of the dialogue. All I could see were blurred shapes and maybe Harry in an apron, a million fics flashed before my eyes, my friends threw me concerned looks, and my soul left my body. If you see it please tell it I need it back. I think Vaughn has it locked away in his fedora.

my soul moved into the fourth dimension, i cried so much i had no water left in my body and subsequently died

The sounds I made were unholy and I’m pretty sure the lady beside me was ready to call a priest.

I literally whispered ‘oh my god’ and felt my soul escape my body

The reverent, disbelieving whisper of "the breakfast scene" fell from my trembling lips, my body shaking as tears welled in my eyes. My mouth hung open, dry and daring not to speak, as my eyes absorbed every detail, every subtle movement on screen, as Eggsy fell apart and I along with him. I have yet to find the pieces of my heart that fell and scattered across the sticky theater floor, tumbling down the raised stadium seating like so many shards of precious, broken glass.