#twitter things

[qqchurch]

[trek-tracks]

Illogical Electric Meat is Vulcan's most popular punk band

[troythecatfish]

[dumbraccoon666]

Old thingy i did for a twitter trope (?)

[ikenoklasm]

Quotes saying it was Antoine Leaument's wifi lmao

[pocketscribbs]

[quiveringdeer]

I've never seen a more accurate headcanon

[poppysmc]

Under the soft glow of string lights and amidst the delicate ambiance of blooming flowers, Bea took in the unexpected scene before her. Poppy, usually brimming with confidence, leaned against the railing, her gaze lost in the dusk sky. With a tender step, Bea approached, her presence going unnoticed until her arms gently encircled Poppy's waist.

"Have you been waiting long?" Bea's voice, a hushed whisper, brushed against Poppy's ear. The faint strains of their favorite song in the air, creating an intimate backdrop to the moment. Poppy's attire exuded impeccable elegance, though a hint of nerves can be seen in her poised demeanor.

Poppy startled, yet her lips curved into a smile as she turned, finding solace in Bea's embrace. "I've missed you," she confessed, a touch of longing tinging her words. "Why did you take so long? I couldn't help but wonder..."

A mischievous glint sparkled in Bea's eyes as she leaned in, brushing a gentle kiss at the corner of Poppy's lips. "You know me better than that," she murmured, a soft laugh threading through her words. "I'd never betray your trust. My heart belongs to you alone."

Poppy's smile widened, a mixture of affection and playful teasing. "Oh, I know." she admitted, her voice a gentle caress against Bea's chest as she nestled her head there. Together, they swayed unconsciously, dancing to the melody that enveloped them.

In a moment pregnant with emotion, Poppy reached into her clutch, producing a small ring box. With a mixture of vulnerability and determination, she held it out to Bea. "I've been wanting to do this for a while now," she confessed, her voice carrying a tremor of anticipation. "Bea, will you marry me?"

Surprise painted across Bea's features, a bright laugh bubbled from her lips. "Yes! But you beat me to it," she marveled at the beautiful ring Poppy slid into her fingers. Bea's hand reached into her coat pocket to reveal another ring box. Playfully, she raised an eyebrow. "I've been carrying this around, waiting for the perfect moment. Only you could make me kneel." Chuckling, she gracefully descended to one knee, extending the ring towards Poppy.

As their fingers intertwined, exchanging rings and sealing their commitment, a radiant smile graced Bea's lips. "You're going to be my wife and I am yours." Bea mused, her voice tender and full of promise. "It sounds great—it sounds like a dream come true. My future wife, my fiancée." Poppy’s joy was palpable, a reflection of the sheer bliss that enveloped them.

[wishingstarinajar]

yech.

[saweetdoll]

The fact that there's bitches who'll literally try to pull up to someone's home and fight them over stuff that happened on the internet is pathetic and childish, and y'all should be ashamed. Especially if you almost 30, like girl go get a job, start a family, do something more productive than being mentally unstable on the internet.

[qqchurch]

[trek-tracks]

whoops

[doomed-jester]

I fully admit I don't exactly have my finger on the pulse of society

[ceoofdestructix]

She doesn't know how to flirt

[mejcinta]

[heizerux]

I—!!!