About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.
Reblogging for the comment
How old are you?
How long have you been ten?
HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN
Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.
“You’re eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”
The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path.
“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.
“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.
Misty new that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.
Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.
“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.
“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.
Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.
“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.
Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.
He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”
Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.
Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”
I AM SO DONE WITH YOU PEOPLE
OMIGOSH I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH THIS MADE MY YEAR OMG
Oh god tumblr, I love you.
I guess I’ll be keeping a spoon in my makeup kit…
this video was an experience.
oh my word
This is amazing, because I literally cannot put on eyeliner.. I’ll be trying this out for sure!
This is the most amazing and entertaining makeup tutorial I have ever seen.
Spider: Omg man I didn't see you there.
Me: We cool?
Spider: Yeah, yeah, we're cool. I'm just coming down to scope out the tub.
Me: Oh, that's legit. Hey, you might wanna move over some--you're descending right into the shower stream and I don't want you to drown.
Spider: Hey thanks, bud. I'll be careful.
Me: So...can I get out now?
Spider: Sure, sure! Sorry I'll just move over here.
Me: Thanks. You have a nice night. Don't come into my bedroom, okay?
Spider: Nah, that's your space. We're cool. Have a great evening.
you know what that means, right?
SEE YOU ALL IN REHAB, MOTHAFUCKAAAAAS!
oh shit, I just laughed so loud haha
Rebloging purely for that ^
we should form a support group
internet addicts anonymous
“hello my name is jennifer, and I’m an internet addict.”
but tumblr is our support group
we are addicted to our own rehab
The Netherlands are stupid but at least we have an entire neighborhood named after Tolkien’s characters.
/brb going to Erebor
Why are Elrond and Elros so far apart I am sad :C
Hahaha, I am so proud, had to share this.
creo que iré haciendo las maletas…
That’s my country! We’ve got this?! GELDROP HERE I COME!!!! :Q
Remember that idea to go and live in the same old people’s home? This would be the perfect place for that.
sometimes i wish tumblr appreciated platonic relationships a little more
i mean shipping things is great and lovely and oh so much fun
but like what’s wrong with a little bromance
why does tumblr see two attractive men and immediately want them to be fucking each other or getting married or being in a romantic relationship
why can’t they just
be bros and stuff
”Senpai doesn’t have to look at anything, you don’t have to see anything, you don’t have to say anything. There doesn’t have to be anyone in your world except for me.
I, only I, will create your world for you. A world where you will look only at me, hear only me, talk only with me”.
i have the sex appeal of a math book
idk man, i’ve never met anyone that opened a math book and didn’t say “fuck me”
And what person hasn’t banged a math book on a desk? Multiple times?