masqueradeinthetardis: *waves shyly.* Hello… Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Mike and I’m new to the Divergent fandom…
That moment when someone asks "What time is it?"...
savingpeopledoingmoosestuff: fighting-john-watsons-war: dontblink-onbakerstreet: xemilykikix: Every. Fucking. Time. has anyone ever noticed how chad just looks at the camera and grins flirtatiously or is that just me we’re all in this together
poutyowl: i am perfectly fine with having other people sit on my lap but i can’t sit on other people’s laps because i’m always paranoid that i’d crush them and they’d diE
brb-dancing-with-steverogers: rescuemepotts: *starts casually writing a steve/shannon college au* *snickering and random clapping ensues* this is going to be so steamy and sweet and adorable i think i’m going to give myself cavities… MWAHAHAHAHAHHHAAHAHAHAHA LIKE SEVENTY-ELEVEN DREAMS COMING TRUE
fondueing: Tony usually worries that I could get run over in traffic, get lost, end up in a sect because I signed something allegedly for a good purpose or get stuck in a door frame because I’m seemingly build like a brick house. And he occasionally tries to teach me how traffic lights work. I guess I still need to find a way to make him realise that I didn’t grow up in a cave.
apatheticghost: my dad just yelled “IT SOUNDS LIKE YOURE MAKING OUT WITH SOMEONE YOU BETTER NOT HAVE A BOY IN THERE”
sometimelow: this one time in sixth grade i was waiting for my bus because it was late and this girl was cleaning out her locker and a teacher was helping her and all of the sudden the teacher started screaming and the girl started crying and all i heard was “YOU HAVE A GOLDFISH LIVING IN YOUR LOCKER??!!”