Stardustflyer395 - Verbose Imagination

me when the READER in the X READER has a name:

like babe the fic ate but i do NOT look like an Aurora🙁

Reblog if you're queer, have ADHD, or hate the government.

Nobody needs to know which one.

HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE ハウルの動く城 dir. Hayao Miyazaki

im laughing so hard because no matter what song you listen to 

spiderman dances to the beat

no matter what song ive been testing it and lauing my ass off for an hour

Have you guys seen the new baby Pygmy hippo at the berlin zoo,,,, i'm obsessed with her....

If zombies were real, you wouldn't first be warned by the approaching horde by their smell, by their groans, not even a cloud of smoke of the dust they raise coming closer from the horizon. It would be the flies. Hordes and hordes of insects, corpse-flies laying eggs on the carcasses of people who still walk, eating the eyeballs from their sockets, climbing across their unfeeling leathery skin. And the buzzing. The inescapable, deafening buzzing. Everywhere. Like you did not just kick a hornet's nest, but the very ground you walk on was a hornet nest, and each step caused another explosion of insects.

Insects, corpse flies, the buzzing. Their swarms blacken the skies, more horrifying than their migrating meals. The deafening cacophony of constant buzzing, the horrid noise of the living who feast on the dead who feast on the living. The buzzing.

The endless, inescapable buzzing.

You’re a retired S-tier supervillain. After you retired, you married a B-tier hero. You are forced back onto the stage when an A-tier villain attempts to kill your spouse.

happy neil banging out the tunes day to everyone who celebrates

“english isn’t my first langua—“ say no more.