tsukiko-of-poutine:

Suddenly, you burst out of your grave as someone puts a coin into the slot on your grave. Your hair is everywhere, the bed head of the century. Everything is shiny and new, yet your grave remained for who knows how long. Looking panicked, you say the first thing that pops into your head at the absolutely traumatized 12 year old in front of you.

“holy shit it worked

WHAT YEAR IS IT?!”