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[casualavocados]

the way im starting to realize my school president might be taking over the top spot for fav bl........over bad buddy.......something's happening to me

[jamiethebeeart]

I don't know where all these Spinaraki shippers came from in the last few months but hello hi welcome thanks for being here I love that y'all are here

[seagull-scribbles]

☔️ It’s time to loose your self loathing, excuse yourself, let hope in ♥️

[bungeepuppet]

NEEDLE BOY HAS BEEN ACQUIRED WEEEEEE 📍❤️📍❤️📍

(Puzzles & Dragons HXH Collab)

[strawberrylemonaie]

Something something velvet and veneer singing fame like its not a song from a movie drowning in symbolism of how fame is toxic and will destroy you if you aren't careful something something the main character in fame also dies from over dosing something something velvet and veneer literally using trolls as drugs

(Wish they would have leaned into fame even more and had velvet and veneer visibly get sicker and maybe had withdrawal symptoms as their troll ran out. Would also have been cool if one of them literally collapsed from troll overuse but its also a children's movie so I get why they did what they did)

[michameinmicha]

Spent the whole day packing with the help of my best friend, i am so exhausted and we got half my room in boxes but im really proud (and excited and sad and scared) its so surreal that this really happening!!

[1awyerup]

It's been awhile, hasn't it...?

[froghwon]

hi 👋

[taytayize123]

Happy Easter 🐣🐰

[taiyami]

See here's the thing . Hair on people's bodies is like spice you can have a meal without it but it's just BETTER.

[playbarbies]

𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞  𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝  𝐧𝐨  𝐦𝐚𝐧  𝐭𝐨  𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞  𝐭𝐨  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞  𝐨𝐫  𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫.  she  need  not  protection  —  not  from  a  sword  &  shield  nor  by  tongue  &  declarations.  for  justine  was  well  equipped  in  the  latter  -  weapons  capable  of  destruction  which  left  no  physical  marks  or  wounds,  which  left  no  tangible  evidence  of  the  impact  of  their  blows.  

𝚊  𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗  𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑  𝚑𝚎𝚛  𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍  𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎  𝚠𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚍  𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢  𝚊𝚝  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚝.  @stablelad  and  lucy  had  accompanied  her,  scampering  off  together  with  hushed  giggles  that  had  caused  justine’s  eyes  to  roll  fondly  —  shouting  after  them  to  be  careful  before  continuing  her  stroll  through  the  market.

with  the  basket  handle  nestled  in  the  crook  of  her  arm,  justine  had  strolled  through  the  various  vendor  booths,  𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐  𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕  𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔  𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎  𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚜  𝚜𝚑𝚎  𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍  𝚝𝚘  𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚎  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜  𝚊𝚗𝚍  𝚏𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚜.  for  the  most  part,  the  vendors  and  passersby  were  kind  and  polite.  ever  since  their  dear  ella’s  rise  to  queen,  villagers  were  kinder  overall.  that  truth  made  itself  known  in  the  fact  that  most  made  no  comment  about  〝  the  undead  griswald  sisters  〞  —  𝒂  𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒍𝒆  𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉  𝒘𝒂𝒔  𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅  𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅  ��𝒉𝒆  𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆  𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆  𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒔  𝒅'𝒐𝒆𝒖𝒗𝒓𝒆𝒔  𝒂𝒕  𝒂  𝒓𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍  𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈.  

a  title  which  was  shouted  at  her  by  the  grating  voice  of  one  of  the  town  drunks.

′  oy!  ′  he  followed  it  with.  ′  dead  bitch!  ′  

justine  had  attempted  to  ignore  him,  breathing  in  through  her  nose  and  exhaling  through  her  mouth  in  order  to  remain  calm.  but  then  —  

′  where’s  that  bitch  sister  o’yours,  huh?  thinks  she’s  so  good  —  thinks  she’s  too  good  for  me,  does  she?!  ′

justine  whirled  around  on  the  spot.  her  gaze  cold  as  ice,  her  knuckles  white  as  trembling  hands  clenched  the  handle  of  her  wicker  basket.  ′  you  keep  my  sister's  name  out  of  your  filthy  mouth,  you  rotten scoundrel.  ′  she  snapped.  his  eyes  had  narrowed,  and  he  staggered  towards  her.  

′  what  about  you  then  huh?  think  you’re  too  good  for  me  too eh?  i’ll  show  you. i'll show you  both  —  ′  

justine  needed  no  man  to  come  to  her  defense  or  protect  her  honor.  but  michael  was  no  mere  man.  he  was  her  brother,  a  title  that  better  suited  him  than  it  did  jacob.  

eyes  flit  nervously  to  the  man  before  they  land  back  on  michael,  who  now  stood  between  them,  shielding  her.  ❛  mikey,  ❜  she  says,  𝐚  𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞  𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦  𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫  𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝  𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭  𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥  𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝  𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞  𝐨𝐧  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞  —  𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐠𝐢𝐚  𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐢𝐭  𝐚𝐬  𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭  𝐚𝐬  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬  𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐡𝐚𝐝  𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝.  she  places  a  hand  on  his  arm,  giving  his  bicep  a  small  squeeze  as  if  to  plead  without  words.  ❛  it’s  alright.  he’s  nothing  more  than  a  drunkard.  prithee,  michael,  let’s  go.  ❜  

[jils-things]

fanarts that hits me like a truck

[cherryxblossxms]

Oh no, thinking again of the obey me boys in rut... one of them taking you to bed, not for the first time and probably not the last. And it's not until they're knuckle deep trying to prep your hole that you realize they have a knot now

[todayisafridaynight]

One of my fave jackets is this green jacket with a fur hood im wearin rn because 1.) its green 2.) my dad gave it to me 3.) it reminds me of saejima. Who also reminds me of my dad

[realnielsbohr]

when mitski said I know no one will save me im just asking for a kiss and when she said give me one good movie kiss and I’ll be alright and when she said still nobody wants me and when she said I don’t need your pity I just want somebody near me and when she said

[mechawolfie]

hold on drawing how I might look like on t is kinda fun actually