#sorryk

[brettsgoldstein]

trying to find the nicest way to tell ur friend her bf is butt ugly is an olympic sport and boy. im never making podium

[acatpiestuff]

Aisydbakehdnsks i misspelled discord as discod

But ig this is my name now

-discod anon

[ballcrusher74]

sorryk for being dead all day ive been working hard on building a butcher shop / new home in minecraft

[pandapupremade]

4kids dubover voice: maria is just a wacky rabbit living with her wacky family in america! one day, her goofy dad calls her in and informs her of her special mission: to find her uncle Norbert, who sent maria's mother to australia a long time ago on an all expense paid 13 year vacation trip! hes been lost for a few years, and he hasn't got a map to get back home! along the way, maria will befriend many people, such as her Aunt Emelia and her dog, Allen! together, can they get that map to norbert before he gets anymore lost?

[selfharmaggeddon]

Woah remember that time I tried to kill myself and i dont wanna Mention how haunted i am by It to the only person I can cope yo and i have literally no one else to vent to and everything is great

[skinnycarameltay]

i don’t keep track of the last time it happened cause i have a bad memory and my brain barely works but basically i genuinely don’t remember the last time i self harmed which means it must’ve been a while ago. so that’s nice

[whichcouldmeannothing]

follow my lead - schulott boarding school au

wrote this during ilotts gt stint so,, maybe i am in brainrot

can you tell that these are all inspired by wicked

anyway here is content

context : how did this start? boarding school shenanigans

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Mick is staring at his Physics homework, watching the arrows on his paper when someone knocks on his door. He turns to the door, and then back to his paper.

Tension problems or literally anything else?

He pushes his paper into his desk, walking up to his door. "Hel-"

"Schumacher." It's Callum.

It's Callum?

He takes in the British man, whose eyes are bright and sparkling, his hair messy, his shirt dark and wet and what is happening, he thinks, as Callum pulls him out into the quiet hallway. "Wh-"

"I have an idea, but you have to listen to me, okay?" Is he pleading? Lost for any words, Mick nods. The grip on his shoulders loosen and before Mick can ask if Callum's okay, the brunette starts talking.

"Look, you have your dad, and I have my scholarship, and it sucks, what people say, right?" He looks into Mick's blue eyes, and he sees the green in his companion's eyes, and he has to shake himself, to pay attention and nod in response. Callum takes it as permission, continues talking. "Okay, so let's give them something to talk about then. Something we can control. Something we can change." His eyes are determined and for some reason, Mick would do almost anything if those eyes were on him, he moves back a little, but wait-

"What do you want us to-"

"Date me."

The hallway is deafeningly silent. The hall suddenly feels devoid of air. He thinks of how close they are, Callum's hands on his shoulder like a lifeline, his face mere inches away from Mick's, the Brit functionally pressing him against a wall.

"Look, I think it could work, okay, and we can both run for Senior's King and you can fulfill a legacy and I can use that to get a good school after this place, and we don't have to do much, we just use what they say for us and it can work, trust me." He's rambling, but Mick, for some dumb idiotic reason, is listening and he's thinking.

There could definitely be worse ideas, he thinks.

But, would it really be better, than just doing this year right? No lies, just everything back to normal?

A door opens.

The two turn to the sound.

"Callum?" It's Marcus Armstrong, Callum's roommate.

Footsteps on the wooden hall echo down the hallway. Some rustling, and light shines down the hallway. They make eye contact.

In these three seconds, Mick's lightning quick reflexes do their work. Thoughts spin around in his head.

Would this be beneficial?

Would this help him win Senior's King?

Would this kill his soul?

But then Callum does this thing, where he uses his eyes, entrancing and pleading and his smile, hesitant and promising and he puts them together.

Callum tightens his grip on his shoulders. This can end up in flames, Mick thinks. This can end horribly.

And like an out of body experience, Mick nods.

And in one second, Mick's entire year is laid out for him.

The flashlight shines on them, and Callum's lips are on his.

Mick belatedly realises this is his first kiss, and he notes the slightly chapped lips, that taste like candy and soda. The hand on his neck and the faint smell of Red Bull.

And he sinks into it.

It's his first kiss and he is taking it.

"Callum!" The two break apart, to Marcus Armstrong's jaw hanging open.

Mick feels hot in his face, but Callum, other than a slight pink high on his cheeks, looks normal. He looks to his roommate, back to Mick and winks. Winks.

"Can't let him go to bed without a kiss, can I? Be a bad boyfriend then."

How is he so smooth with this?

"Good night, Mick." He grins.

Mick still feels out of it, a shy little "Good night." crawling out of his mouth.

The two retreat to their room, Marcus pestering Callum.

Once Mick closes his door, he slides down the door.

This, he decides, will be a year.

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sorryk

[whorefordazai]

ok fukuzawa, dazai and akutagawa 😏 for kiss kill and kin

kiss: aku

kill: fukuzawa IM SORRYK CAT DADDY 💔💔

kin: dazai

[espertionario]

No romperia ni una sok vez ek infinito x un porno.

Am so sorryk

- i just wanna kt peopk am lookink foe ma infinitesieae -

ThatsAkk.-

[kmp78]

I just watched Sweden's performance since you kept mentioning the Ken guy. And holy mother!😍😍😍 #sorryK

ANON NO!

HE´S TERRIBLE!

The things that piss me off the most about this performance are a) the guy is so slick and primped and proper and douchey it literally kills my ladyboner in seconds (and btw no offense to any Swedies out there but OMG when you walk down the street in Stockholm THIS is exactly the kind of guys you see, thirteen in a dozen. Just... noooooo... Let´s take that metrosexual thing down by several notches, please!) and b) as anyone who has been following Eurovision for even a few years knows, this here is the stereotypical Swedish Eurovision entry - it´s the same god damn song every damn year! Only this time they amped up the douche factor by several thousand! 

Oh and btw I could forgive him a lot if he just said “FUCKIN´” instead of “FRIGGIN´”, but alas...

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[oate]

sometimes i remember embarrassing things that other people have done around me and get 2nd hand embarrassment

[floflointhetardis]

Una amiga me apura para que vaya temprano a la casa porque esta aburrida

"majo, prende la tele y hablale" 

[haponesangtamaraw-blog]

Sakal na sakal na sakal na sawang sawa na ko.