if i die young
bury me in fanfiction
lay me down on a bed of otps
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STEVE: I’ve waited for 70 years. Any time is a good time, Tony.
— The Avengers (2012).
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Via This world is my personal oyster.
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soBS OH GOD
best gifs ever!
Yes.
The future is a place no one could have ever imagined. A young genius found a way to implant an entire websites information into a human being, there by creating a personality from the Website.
Facebook is the party animal, always willing to go out and have a good time, He spends most of his time drunk or whining about something that happened to him.
Twitter is the person everyone wants to know because she always knows what happening with what celebrities and what topics are trending around the world.
Google and Bing are where everyone goes for information, although now one really trust Bing for realiable information.
Wikipeadia is the one who can literally know everything in the blink of an eye, though don’t trust any of it to be true.
Then there’s Tumblr, the shy awkward girl more prone to locking herself in her room crying about fictional characters, perfect actors, books, movies, anything, who also had a slight streak of hipster.
Tumblr- due to the egging on of Facebook and Myspace- had gone out for a run. She’d stuffed her headphones in her hears, begrudgingly leaving her room- no… her world behind. She step out into the light of day and hissed at the sun, it had been ages since she’d last left her room , too many feels to care about and photos to reblog. Tumblr went to the park and started running down the trail, her fandom play list blasting in her ears.
Her eyes were distracted from following the path when she caught sight of the man running in front of her, he was tall and lean, and he had a very nice arse. She didn’t realize she was gaining on him until she had a Matt Smith moment, and suddenly found herself in surprise that she had legs. She bumped into the man on her fall.
He turned around, “Oh My! Are you alright?”
She let out a soft moan vowing to never let Facebook talk her into this again, she looked up at the man, “Yeah I just had a Matt Smith momen-” She stopped talking when she saw his face. She couldn’t believe she didn’t recognize his back! She’s dedicated thousands of post to the perfection standing before her. “Y.. you…. you… you’re T… Tom Hiddleston!” She squeeked.
He laughed his unmistakable laugh, “Yes I am, but that’s not important now, you fell down didn’t you? Are you hurt at all?” He bent down beside her.
“ldhfe liufshaiefrhawef;wjihf;diufha; adskmvefewaqw.” Proper words seemed to fail her. “Isdjkhf sidfa;k jfdc I can’t.”
Tom’s face was worried, “You can’t?” He asked, “You can’t walk?”
“Adkjfhauiefhsdjafh sjadhf aiufhedkfksjdhfishdfihf;hfa;oijgf.”
He took that as a yes, “Here, let me carry you to the hospital, it’s not far from here.” He picked her up in his arms bridal style, “What’s your name miss?”
Finally finding proper words she said, “My name’s Tomblr- I mean- Tumblr.”
He smiled, “Well don’t worry, I’ll have you at the hospital in no time.”
Tumblr just sighed and rested her head against his chest planning on how to slip him her phone number, their wedding, their house, and their children’s names, as he carried her off into the afternoon light.
omFG YES
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