In fact, I fear I am a jack-of-all-trades. (Posts tagged :D)

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birdcage:

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@birdcage i just want to say i really appreciate how you go through your dash and reliably like everything for a show you don’t even watch. ilu.

omg this is such a nice comment because I was JUST last night having a crisis about whether or not it was ~inauthentic of me to like all of your Flash posts even though I haven’t watched the Flash! (or The Good Place, which also looks hilarious). but they’re such good gif sets! my favorite character is Cisco even though I haven’t watched the show - he just seems like such a delight based on the gif sets you reblog! so it’s nice that you don’t think I’m a complete dick for liking everything you post. ilu too, thanks friend!!

lol i just realized i replied to my own post in trying to respond to this. you wouldn’t see that.

anyway, no!!! i love it when people like things i reblog!!! i don’t care what level of involvement they have. i just assume everyone’s blacklisted whatever i’m currently obsessed with unless they’re also obsessed with it. idk why since there have to be 20 shows i watch in gif form only. (how you doing, the walking dead?) and cisco IS a delight and the good place IS hilarious, there’s no denying that.

also i saw your tags about my fic and i appreciate you even more now. :DDDDD

birdcage she's still great!! i'm going to stop now :D
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hot n cold by katy perry was such a 6th grade anthem like remember when people wore converse sneakers and would straighten only their bangs and had an ipod touch with the background that said muffins are just ugly cupcakes

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ah yes, sixth grade jams! Mine was the Reverend Erasmus Thackeray singing “Rare Willie Drowned in Yarrow” in his tremulous counter-tenor, while Penitence Dirgewallow and old Sin-Be-Gone Hogsteeth accompanied him upon the fife and viol, and outside the WHAP of the gravediggers’ shovels kept a melancholy rhythm as they heaped more dirt upon the graves of all the witches we were hanging at the time, although of course we didn’t call it sixth grade, we called it “death’s foyer,” because in those days we weren’t like you modern kids, going to “school” and living for “decades and decades” like a bunch of decadent Methuselahs, we died like decent people at the age of twenty-six after popping out a couple of dozen children the way God intended, and boy, ha ha, remember how we used to wear our capotains angled windward like a bunch of jackasses? How Goody Drabmallow used to cry out upon our iniquitous appearance, and call upon God’s vengeful angels to cast us into hell for appearing in the public-yard so slovenly! Ha ha, ahhh. Good times

lol that reply :D i'm also old