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Okay. So. Hear me out. In the StarBlind fanfic, Leo is blind. If he was a human and people teased him for it, he wouldn’t give a fuck. You know? Like, he would make self-deprecating jokes about his blindness.

‘Oh, are you the famous Joe Football, quarterback for our team? Well, apologize for not seeing you there!’

(he already does this in the fic)

But if someone teased him for it, he’d be ready with a snappy comeback.

Some random guy: Why are you still bumping into everyone if you’re blind? Shouldn’t you be used to it by now?

Leo: Yeah, well, you should be used to speaking English by now, but you’re still failing the subject.

@dancingthesambaa thoughts?

Raph: I feel like a proud mama hen whose baby chicks have learned to fly! Draxum, watching Mikey roller skate off of Donnie’s battle shell while Leo eats pizza and cheers him on: Interesting analogy. Chickens are famously bad at flying.

scream- desperate, full of emotion

ex. “Please!” He screamed, tears streaking down his face.

yell- typically to convey a message, or a war cry

ex. “Let’s go!” She yelled, raising her sword.

shout- almost always to convey a message, typically just so the other person is able to hear them

ex. “Did you do the homework?” He shouted from the other room.

crazy how fanfic authors drop the most beautiful and gorgeous pieces of work ever, leaving you speechless and sobbing at three in the morning as you quietly contemplate the masterpiece you just read

and they don’t get paid for it they just do it because they’re having fun and they want to share their joy with you

like I would literally die for all of you fanfic authors out there reblog to swear your allegiance to fanfic authors

i hate when my favorite song by an artist is one of their more popular ones and when I tell people that, they look at me weird. “oh my god, thats such a basic bitch answer”

MAYBE IT’S POPULAR BECAUSE IT’S GOOD, SAMANTHA. EVER THINK OF THAT?

on behalf of all the ‘quiet kids’ in school: we are not lonely. we are not pining after u, waiting for u to pick us up like ur jesus or smth. we’re probably just waiting for our friends. ur not fcking special

i love making tumblr posts bcuz you never know if it’s been made before. like. we all share one braincell and half the time satan uses it to wipe his ass and accidentally flushes it down the toilet