Talking with your datemate about cannibalism because why not!
Love you baby 💗
If someone did a parody of “Man or Muppet” but replaced “muppet” with “woman” and made the song about gender dysphoria, would that be considered insensitive?
Not saying that I wanna do that except I kinda do…
Tumblr is great no one is building a career out of it as an influencer and it shows.
I hope Koala and I never break up purely so I don’t have to deal with the bullshit of the people on here who don’t know how to respectfully handle when couples they follow on tumblr break up.
Its always gonna be so wack to me how fast you are made a knight by maxson like jfc
my mum just hit our cat with a door i’m gonna cry
don’t you guys just hate it when you save a wip and you WATCHED IT SAVE but then come back some other time to find that it’s completely disappeared? yeah, me too.
Back on my bs watching YouTube videos that feature luxury travel destinations. I feel like I could be fully healed if only I could stay in one of those places for, like, a month.
My Spotify playing ramble on and then angel w a shotgun right after sure is a Choice
I’m gonna stay up too late and hate myself tomorrow morning!
not my 2 favorite teams both having games at the same time today 😭😭
not to be dramatic but i’m one (1) essay about napster from my breaking point
next time im home alone im busting out the eyeliner again
Hawke had been fighting with his own shoddy bandaging job from the prior evening, when the offer of help made him pause. A run-in with some bandits had left him with a parting gift and while the wound had been trivial, really, or at least trivial in Wyatt’s mind, he didn’t wish to bother anyone else over it.
Even now - a couple years into his time living here in Kirkwall, of traveling across the city and getting into all sorts of trouble with these people - Wyatt was still adjusting to the idea of having someone like Anders so frequently at hand. Bethany had shown some talent for the art and his father knew a thing or two about healing spells, but they were not here. They were not here and neither were quite like the man whose nearness was so very obvious.
He smelled like herbs and the faint but distinct scent of ozone - of magic. The sun reflected in his eyes and against the straw-gold of his hair. The man was unfairly attractive and it was distracting, to say the least. Wyatt sucked in a breath and pushed the thoughts away with an awkward smile. “Sure, thank you…”
what if jensen doesn’t make a dean birthday post but danneel or misha do
based on the way y'all r tagging it I’m convinced sum ppl didn’t notice bernie in the back of the bnt pic ….