Hi. I'm Molly and I am a twenty-four years old. I have a degree in sociology which basically gives me free access to creepily observe people all in the name of my major. I complain a lot in some of my posts, but with the name of my blog, the url to it, and now this I consider you aptly warned. Please enjoy the crazy!!!
Owen Wilson talks Shakespeare and Tom Hiddleston (2021)
Wow! Never been attacked like that.
As the villain pulled you from the rubble you glared at him as he removed your mask. His smirk dropped when he saw your face as he said: “Wait, Dan from Pizza Hut? YOU are the one who I’ve been trying to kill for all these years!?”
Dan smirked. “Did you really think you could outpizza the hut, Jake from Statefarm?”
Jake dropped the mask to ground, his face one made of complete disarray. “But-but I could’ve sworn you died! You died when I blew it up-”
Dan chuckled lightly. “You’re a fool for thinking that, my friend.” His smirk dropped, and his hands squeezed Jake’s arm harder as he yelled in anger, “Do you really think I would die when I knew that STATEFARM was really going to try to take away ALL PIZZA HUT LOCATIONS?”
“HOW DID YOU ESCAPE?” Jake roared, his fingers tightening around Dan’s throat. Dan grunted and shut his eyes tightly while Jake demanded, “Tell me! How did you escape!?”
“It’s not like I’m going to tell you.” His efforts to loosen Jake’s grip around his throat were fruitless. Jake’s fingers were incredibly tight around it, making it impossible to pry it open. As his enemy continued to squeeze his throat harder, Dan finally wheezed out, “The back door! I managed to make it out the back door before it blew to smithereens.”
Jake threw Dan to the rubble. Dan turned on to his hands his knees, coughing violently, phlegm and blood coating the crushed stone below him. Jake stared down at the Pizza Hut employee, feeling triumph flow through his veins as he said, “It’s too late anyways. By now, Statefarm would have flooded your precious stores in every bit of America.” A sinister smile spread across Jake’s face as he kicked Dan to the ground. “Ta-ta for now, little foe. Enjoy death.” He began to walk away, sounds of sneakers crushing glass echoing through the now-empty area.
“There’s one thing you forgot, Jake.” Dan slowly rose to his feet.
Jake stopped. “Hm?” He turned his head, looking slightly annoyed.
Hero’s eyes met villain’s eyes as Dan said with a triumphant sneer, “We’re international.”
“studio ghibli romances be like “what if we didn’t kiss, but instead both spiritually matured as people because we met each other.”
The first Lost Boy
when we try to befriend cats we mimic their meows and get down on the ground to their level and try to gently coax them to interact with us right
that horrifying entity mimicking human noises at us maybe just thinks we’re cool and wants to pet us?
had to draw it
a few people pointed out that they probably wouldn’t understand what they were saying and just mimicking whatever sounds they happen to hear so I wanted to add this
Know your worth
Natalie Hage (nataliemeansnice on IG)
the time travel agency seamstress (that one Tumblr post) | Karolina Żebrowska