Uh Reblog To Be Part Of A Pineapple Pizza Lovers Club. Im Getting Us Jackets

So I feel like Lan Zhan's perspective is needed, so here goes:

I sat quietly, watching a very drunk Jiang Cheng try to hit on XiChen, who was already his boyfriend. I exhaled slightly, mentally cursing Wei Ying for bringing me to this party. Everyone was drunk, high, or passed out somewhere in the noisy house. It was already three hours past the time I normally went to bed, and Wei Ying was nowhere to be found. I got up, ready to retrieve my husband and go home. I looked around the house for a bit, before I ran into Nie Huaisang.

He was clearly intoxicated, with blushed cheeks and slurred speech. He waved his fan in front of his face and smiled at me. "Hey, Wangji,"

"Hello," I greeted him curtly. "Have you seen Wei Ying?" I inquired.

"Wei Ying? I don't know exactly, but I assume he's the one crying and shouting 'Notice me senpai' from Jiang Cheng's closet," Nie Huaisang giggled, noticing my slight look of confusion.

"He's stoned off his ass. Everytime someone enters the closet, he screams 'NOTICE ME SENPAI', so we just sort of closed the door on him. If it helps, his cries got weaker as time went on," He explained.

I was immediately worried. Had he gotten hurt? Had someone hurt him? I quickly raced up to Jiang Cheng's room, and threw open the closet door. Sure enough, Wei Wuxian was sprawled on the floor, crying.

He saw me, and let out a weak, breathy, "Notice me senpai..." before dropping his head to the floor once more. He looked pathetic and sad lying on the floor, high on god knows what. I picked him up, lifting under his knees and arms to carry him bridal style, close to my chest.

He leaned his head into my neck and sniffed violently loud, before murmuring, "This is the good shit..." Wei Ying promptly passed out in my arms. I planted a soft kiss on his forehead, and began to carry him downstairs to go home.

Au idea for MDZS: WWX is a smushed closet pot brownie. LWJ just walks into the closet, picks up the pot brownie and leaves.

I'm sorry why the fuck is this so funny to me

New GIPHY!

Political activist on the streets, depressed bitch in the sheets

I dont know what I've done

Boomer: What’s trending with the kids nowadays?

Gen Z: Pain

@howaboutyoudont I found My Dumbass™

we’re all really just looking for that other dumb fuck we share our single brain cell with

This life is a monotonous cycle of suffering. I arise each morning exhausted to spend the day with unpleasant company doing unpleasant work. I return home only to suffer through more numbing work, and it matters not whether I have the time to enjoy myself, for I am too tired to do much more. It repeats day after day, week after week, with only a small pause, a brief reprieve, to give me a taste of what I cannot have. A taunting, teasing, reprieve. Not long enough to offer me the salvation I long for, only just enough to keep me going. Keeping me trapped in the cycle, keeping me conscious through the punishment.

Romano: Hey Spain....

Spain: Yes, Roma?

Romano: Do you get erections?

Spain: Yes, sometimes :)

Romano:

Spain:

Romano, whispering: The conversation died, what do I do?

Italy: THAT WASN'T EVEN WHAT I TOLD YOU TO SAY