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kind of a milf.

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A quick, sloppy little comic about Magritte

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except when u listen and no one cares hehehe...

“no one will notice if you stop posting/talking/texting/etc” is the mind killer. it is the evil. it is the little childhood version of myself who feels so insignificant and unwanted but she IS wanted. I am wanted and loved and noticed even if I can’t see it right now

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I find it unfathomable and astounding that Tumblr isn't more obsessed with Sam Reich. You're telling me there exists out there a man who was born into the aristocracy of our country—with every privilege of modern society at his fingertips—who didn't complete high school (due to his mental health) and instead chose to devote his life to making strangers laugh and raising awareness on mental health. A full-bearded short king who is so committed to being the change he wants to see in the world that he decided to take the company he worked for into his own hands so that he could make sure all the people who worked under him could keep their livelihoods.

How many other CEOs are out here being as honest and transparent with their target audience/market as Sam Reich is? How many of them acknowledge when they fumble and continuously strive to be better than they were? How many of them actually seem like they respect their talent, both in the cast and crew? Sam Reich is the standard we should be holding other CEOs to.

But forget about all that (I could talk for a long time about the respect I have for Sam Reich)—ignore just how respectable he is as a businessman and a person. Ignore all the wholesome reasons for obsessing over Sam Dalton Reich.

The man is a stone-cold fox.

He's a little chaos gremlin and an absolute evil mastermind all rolled into one classy suit and well-groomed beard. Whenever Sam is on the set, you can guarantee he is going to make you crack a smile. And for someone with such natural authority, he's never afraid to be the butt of a joke and show himself being embarrassed. Go ahead, watch any clip of him trying to improvise in No Laugh Newsroom and just try to resist that blush.

You're sleeping on a goldmine of a man, here, damnit! And I will NOT let this go ignored any longer!

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something happened to this ones quality, i blame it on tumblr

regardless. i think it adds to the aesthetic

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game changer sexual

What pride flag is this (wrong answers only)

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flintlock rifle with a twisted barrel and heart shaped bore (1765)

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yall found my main blog and now I'm scared /lh

When you read a lovely letter from yousta to thorn but there's a "nine millimeter carbine" written and all you can think is

(9mm song)

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mouse bites™

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JUNGKOOK GCF in Budapest

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Reblog if you think polyamorous people are valid

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When you read a lovely letter from yousta to thorn but there's a "nine millimeter carbine" written and all you can think is

(9mm song)

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Precious cargo

Pairing: Mycroft Holmes x reader

Summary: Imagine getting a text from Mycroft, telling you that you look beautiful while at work.

Warnings: None

Imagine you and Mycroft are dating. You haven’t officially moved in yet, however you’re already wondering whether you should stop renting and just move all of your stuff into his massive house. The last time you properly slept in your own bed, was months ago. Besides you started your day so much better, waking up next to Mycroft. The way he looked utterly at peace while still asleep. There was no sign of stress on his face and you always hated to leave him like that.

When it was the other way around, you would always find his eyes on you. A sly smile playing on his lips as he studied your face. Still adjusting to the light around of you. The moment your eyes would land on him, he could see your face light up. That smile, the twinkle in your eyes. He had always told himself, and his brother that he wasn’t feeling lonely. But now that he knew what he had missed, he was going to make up for all that time he had been on his own.

Usually you two would get breakfast together. You’d make something light. Tea, some fruits, something healthy at least.

Your work wasn’t merely as important as Mycroft’s job, however you had fun in what you were doing. The contact you had with customers, your colleagues. You had your fun.

You knew the position Mycroft held. You didn’t know all the details, you didn’t want to know them. All you knew was that he was rather important and most of the time swamped with work. So you didn’t really mind not talking while both of you were at work. It wasn’t often you’d receive a text. Most of the time he did text, was to let you know that he was later than anticipated, or for you to prepare so he could take you out to dinner.

And today wasn’t much different. You had kissed Mycroft while heading out the door towards work. The day was slow. It was raining, there weren't much customers, so you had made it your task to tidy up around. Your cheeks were flustered, hair slightly messy. It was at that moment that you received a message.

- You look absolutely stunning. M.H.

When you read the text, your flushed cheeks turned red and you glanced around. Wondering where he was hiding. There was no-one around of you, except for your colleague. It wasn’t until you glanced up at one of the security camera’s, that you squinted your eyes. Realization hitting you.

- I didn’t know my store needed the protection of the Government of England..

You quickly texted back, sending a wink at the direction of the camera before you continued your work. You knew that Mycroft could look along. It didn’t surprise you much. However the realization that he was looking at you right now, it hid you differently.

- Obviously. There’s precious cargo inside. M.H.

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My English teacher says we shouldn't refer to authors by their first names because they aren't our friends. Will you confirm our friendship and let me call you Neil on my American Gods book report?

Absolutely. 

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March birthdays are pissed rn

the worst month is march