saosin2007

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Ellen Ripley + coffee ☕

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Andrew's stance on relationships.

Sent to me by @ poltergeistpiss. Thank you!!!!

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hey, sorry I saw your profile and I just thought you looked cute in your picture, I really wanted to tell you that, It's really rare to see girls playing video games haha! I don't know why its a guy thing honestly im like really against misogyny and like ill be the one in the kitchen making sandwiches. We should really play CS:GO sometime its a really cool zombie game with a lot of scary moments, but don't worry ill be there to protect you ;) sorry that wasnt flirting I swear Im just trying to be friendly I really like your profile picture sorry was that too far? Really sorry i'm really shy I don't go out much haha add me on skype we should talk more you look really nice and fun xoxo

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Ryan Lanza's Facebook when the news falsely accused him for being the perpetrator in the sandy hook shooting

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Y'all notice they don't make ocean spray commercials anymore. Ain't seen those two white men in the cranberry pit in a long time. The bog spiders musta got them.

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I hate when those bitchass wpd users hate on tcc like dude you jerk off to isis beheadings were basically siblings

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ive never been more aroused in my life

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sometimes i want to relapse and i remember im actually not 14 anymore and i actually do have responsibilities; i do have to graduate, get a degree, take care of my relationships, etc etc like i can't afford to be sick again

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The Many Faces of Ryan Ross, Day 182: “Gaming”

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kms

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hello my lanza loving comrade

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WHO THE FUCK IS THIS BITCH?

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that damn keyboard is killing me bruh

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hehe hi

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texting loser!ellie that you have nipple piercing in class masterlist

bored in english, you reply to a girl named E you’ve been talking to on an anonymous gay dating app—without knowing it’s that lesbian nerd girl, ellie williams.

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | ♡ | part 6 | ♡ |

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nerd!satoru noticed you the first day you started school, watching as you made friends and he too wanted to be on the list, only, he kept putting off, and as your popularity grew he decided you were never meant to be. He just didn’t have the courage.

nerd!satoru was shamelessly obsessed with you despite that. When he wasn’t fussing over Digimon, trying wacky new sweet treats or studying for the next set of exams, he was thinking of you. Sometimes he even lost focus during his hobbies because he pictured you by him, enjoying them too.

nerd!satoru loved your laugh, your voice, the little customisations you made to your uniform, all the different styles you wore your hair, and he has to show his adoration for you in some way.

So, he began leaving presents in your locker. He nearly shit himself out of fear every single time, but he couldn’t stand you not knowing someone absolutely adored you. He left expensive jewellery, flowers, hair accessories, chocolates and even money so you could treat yourself however you liked.

nerd!satoru got painfully hard when he saw you wearing the necklace he had bought you for the first time, the one with his initials engraved on the back. He wasn’t worried about being exposed because why on earth would you know who the nobody Satoru Gojo?

nerd!satoru nearly combusted on the spot before he gets his physics test results when he finds himself next to you in the school dinner queue, standing so pretty with your hair down and curled, none of your friends in sight.

He starts shaking, his glasses falling down his nose, but his hands are far worse and when he adjusts them, he drops them.

nerd!satoru feels the need to curl up in a ball and die when you glance over and notice his idiocy. You stand no chance now, Satoru.

nerd!satoru watches as you bend down and pick up his surprisingly intact glasses and smile all bright at him. Yeah, his Digimon and manga can take the backseat for you.

“You dropped these.” With his tongue glued to the roof of his mouth, he didn’t respond. Real lame, Satoru.

Not taking his silence as rudeness, you reached up and brushed his snowy hair off his forehead, slipping his glasses back on for him. Satoru’s knees were about to give out. He needed a chair, fast.

nerd!satoru has fantasised about the ghost of your touch for longer than he cares to admit, and the real thing surpasses every expectation he had, and all he can think is that he wants more.

nerd!satoru only just manages to find his voice when you ask a question he had used in many of his fake scenarios.

“What’s your name?”

“Satoru.”

The next parts are sat in my drafts.