#i was really bored

[heliosinwater]

the marauders and their fav artists except it’s shit that was popular from 2012-2016

james: 5sos

sirius: the 1975

marlene: wolf alice

mary: charli xcx

regulus: sky ferreira

barty: ptv

evan: halsey

pandora: grimes

dorcas: bleachers

peter: drowners

lily: florence + the machine

remus: lorde

[punkboyjuul]

good place + text posts

[dinoraur24]

Say Don't Go ------------------------------------------------ Julie and the Phantoms Fanfic

Reggie Peters x Fem!reader

Summary: A lot of people have probably screamed like a maniac to a Taylor Swift song when they're alone, right? But what if a certain ghost accidentally showed up at the wrong time?

Note: This has nothing to do with the song. I just have an obsession with the chorus. Go stream 1989 TV.

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Reggie Peters poofed in her room just as he always did. Usually, he was lucky enough to not intrude on her doing something she wouldn't want anyone to see but this time was kind of bad timing.

He leaned against her wall as he watched her dance around the room with a hairbrush in her hand as a mic. A song he kept hearing her hum lately was blasting on her speakers while she belted out just as loud.

'Why'd you have to lead me on? Why'd you have to twist the knife? Walk away and leave bleedin', BLEEDIN''

Reggie muffled his chuckle when she screamed at literal air as if it were a man who had just broken her heart. He never thought the girl in front of him would charm him even more but here he was. He had to admit though, that the song did want to make him dance and sing himself.

'Why'd you whisper in the dark? Just to leave me in the night Now your silence has me screamin', SCREAMIN''

"Screamin'!" Reggie shouted out accidentally. He didn't want to blow off his cover that early. Without looking back, she immediately paused the music and scrambled to hide the fact that she was jamming out alone.

"I was doing nothing!" She said and her eyes widened as she saw Reggie with his ears red and face covered by his hands. "Reggie!"

The ghost boy slowly revealed his face. "How'd you know it was me?"

"Reggie... how long have you been standing there?"

"Uhhh, not long enough to see you dance and sing!"

The girl blushed and lay down on her bed to bury her embarrassed face in the pillows. "You saw everything..." She sounded muffled through the pillow.

Reggie sat next to her and stroked her hair. "To be fair, it was a great song and I think you rocked it."

Unintelligible noises were heard from her. He laughed and took the pillow from her to reveal a frown on her face. He cupped her cheeks and said, "I'm being totally serious right now. I didn't expect you to hit that note."

She blushed even more and stood up. "I should leave before I embarrass myself even more."

Reggie grabbed a hold of her hand. "Don't go!"

She spun around to look at him. "What did you just say?"

"Uhh, don't go? I'd like to listen to more songs with you."

A bright grin broke on her face. "Really?"

The boy nodded excitedly so she took her laptop and sat next to him. She quickly typed in the artist's name into the search engine on Spotify. "I am absolutely positive you'd love her debut album."

"Oh yeah? The song you were playing might be my all-time favorite, though."

"Yeah, 'cause that's literally the only song you've heard, dummy."

"Still! Oh oh, but what's the name of the song?"

Say... Don't... Go...

[pixelprofligate]

THE CREAKING SKULL

it is full of beans in there

[thatotherman001]

If you didn’t get an ask, I’m sorry

If you got an ask, I’m really sorry

[bennwazzhere]

Idgaf that no one asked but here are some of my favorite tumblr users

@stargirldelight my all time favorite🥰

@tantanlut my favorite artist 😩

@shanksbabygirl I love this person and I find it cool that we share interest in op men😭

@bimboanon001 my irl bestest friend in the world 🤪

[venbetta]

Just a bunch of doodles

[silver-dawn-draws]

Hatsune shotgun is back confirmed?!?!? Omg?!!?!? I wanted to redraw this drawing i made a while ago :D

[gelo-p]

るん

[justobsessedwithvic]

Kou’s Basketall

[twsthc]

what do you think cater would like... like media wise i cant really pick what type of things he'd be into

i base him off of one of my irl friends lolz.. kpop (he stans loona and le sserafim), kdramas, a few webtoons (Cherry Crush, Yumi's Cells, Operation: True Love, and occasionally things like Everything Is Fine). OH AND HE 100% WATCHES STEPHANIE SOO LMAO

hes 100% on stantwt and knows every twitter inside joke ("you fire that bitch up yet?" ifykyk 😭). generally i think with that amount of depression and doomscrolling hes extremely chronically online so yeahhhjhj

also maybe a few animes, mostly the mainstream ones n ones he finds interesting (One Piece, JJK, Spy x Family, HxH, The Promised Neverland).

Otherwise... I think he wouldve been super into omegle when it was still around + is currently active on almost all social media platforms :3

[circularcatinspace]

Has anybody ever seen this show called Jay Jay the JetPlane? It’s really weird and has poor cgi, like so bad that it reminds me of uncanny valley. It had to have been made in the early 2000s are something, you know, when cgi was considered super cool and amazing? But I hav a firm belief that there are some things that just shouldn’t be cgied and that show was one of them.

[whyamiherepointwhy]

You don't know true fear until you hear your minecraft dog dying because you wanted to try throwing it at a zombie alone. Rip lily 2020

[anartistwashere]

some unrelated drawings cause i was bored

also a random Fnf concept for a vs Robo helper from Henry Stickmin

[froggielovescoffee]

cat :D

[randomchaotichuman]

the worst of events has struck me in these trying times, the world suffers alongside me for in this moment i am bored. as a solution to this suffering that so badly plagues me, it has been recommended for me to write something complaining about it. – dramatic bitch, 2023

i write this in pursuit of my own entertainment, doing so in the most convoluted manner possible. i strive to write in a way that will confound scholars for decades to come until one singular genius (probably while in an altered state) has the earth shattering revelation that some things are written simply because people are bored and, to put it plainly, have nothing better to do.

(i feel the need to make it exceedingly clear that I very much have better things to do, in fact, i have several things that I need to get done within a timely manner, which of course means I will avoid them for as long as possible, ie.: paying attention to the actual class i am sitting in while writing this)

i quite like poetry, though I have never been capable of writing it in any way as i am graced by apathy and the logical inability to actually place my emotions into text (or feel them at all for that matter).

i hated studying poetry in school. the idea that every single word was thought over several times until the verse was absolutely perfect, granting it this deep and obscure meaning that you don't really need to understand, just memorise for long enough to get you through exams.

i quite like the idea of poetry i made up in my head.

i quite like poetry that just is. there is no need for layers upon layers of meaning, and hidden emotion, sometimes it can just be. 

not that this is something that troubles only poetry, prose can also be very much like this (at least the "classics" i had to study in school). sentences scattered with hidden mines in the form of metaphors and parallels to this thing that is both itself and bigger than that, maybe too big to comprehend or write about easily.

i guess it's easier to write about a family home that remains unchanged as times pass than it is to describe the profoundly unsettling way one feels when realising they are falling prey to the same cycles their own parents never broke. 

(i didn't like this book very much, it had an incest plotline that was completely unnecessary, only the first and last chapters are actually good)

i find myself divided between wanting my own writing to be easily comprehensible by all and wanting it to reflect the way my own mind processes things, jumping from one topic to the next without much of a driving plot. 

this would make it something only appealing to those with that same thought process or those that think my jumping around has a deeper, planned and thought through hidden meaning.

i guess the compromise would be to write in a way that both reflects my own process but also has comprehensible surface value. this would be no better than those books that say a thing and mean something else, layers of information that need to be deciphered before being able to be properly enjoyed in it's entirety.

maybe i am no better than those that came before me, maybe they too did it in an inscrutable attempt to channel their own ephemeral ever fluid thoughts into one solid and definite piece of paper.

i guess this was a success, from a reflection on the nature of my own writing to an insight into poetry and the overthinking of writing, class is over and I am no longer bored.