Hi. I'm Xyri. Formerly "Tommyspoopherd" for a couple of weeks in October but I couldn't deal with the whole changing a URL thing so I'm back prematurely, fitting with my theme of being in love with speedsters. I reblog
too many things, abuse emoticons when I'm not careful, and have gotten way better at tagging my posts.
My fics. I write them sometimes. You can also find them on my AO3~
Used to RP but have fallen out of practice, but if you want to try and are patient I can give it a shot.
I also sometimes write semi-essays about things involving superheroes (or just dumb stuff involving them).
So hi! Feel free to chat, send me an ask, whatever. No really, I've never met someone on tumblr that didn't get excited when the message icon lit up, myself included.
Ugh Amazon sent me an e-mail today all like GUESS WHAT’S ON SALE FOR TEN BUCKS
STAR TREK BLU-RAY
If it makes you feel better, it started out as much happier.
And then I realized there’s no way to make George/Winona or Amanda/Sarek happy, and it turned into this.
And then I cried as I made it.
They can only be happy in TOS T-T
no big deal then
I’m just gonna
cry over here
THERE IS SOMETHING VERY WRONG WITH THE GENERAL MALE MENTALITY WHEN I, AS A MALE WITH MANY FEMALE FRIENDS, HAVE TO FREQUENTLY PRETEND TO BE MY FRIENDS’ BOYFRIEND SIMPLY SO OTHER DUDES WON’T BE CREEPY AND FUCKING GROPE THEM
THERE IS SOMETHING VERY WRONG WITH THE GENERAL MALE MENTALITY WHEN THEY RESPECT COMPETITION MORE THAN THE ACTUAL PERSON THEY’RE TRYING TO GET WITH
Two scientists walk into a bar
The first says “I’ll have some H2O.”
The second says “I’ll have some H2O, too.”
Both of them receive water because the bartender is not irresponsible enough to serve concentrated hydrogen peroxide as a drink.