#always my favorite

[ontarom]

So much love and appreciation for Boromir on this website... It makes me happy and proud.

[mirxia09]

It was supposed to be a doodle but I got carried away😭

because I'm learning this damn lighting thing

This is more or less how I imagine him to look like irl (in my opinion he would have a thick nose bone, so that's why he looks like this :P )

his upper eyes amuse me❤️ xddd

[heretherebedork]

I love Rise so much. I adore this boy. I know nothing of him but he is beloved to me, this snarky little teen who knows Toki somehow and doesn't seem to care about his reputation at all and instantly spots his crush on Sahara and just grins at him. I love him so much.

And bonus to the tutor who also instantly spots Toki's giant crush on his teacher that he is not subtle about in the least. I love when the world sees a boy in love and just goes 'you know what, maybe it'll help you stay in school' and goes for it. @absolutebl Ah, JBL is doing something here.

[bigender2]

always funny when i see a post from mutual 1 on my dash, and then i scroll down, and mutual 2 reblogged it except suddenly theres a addition that wasnt on it earlier. meaning mutual 1 fucking sliced it away

[puckngrind]

I emerge for one reason only…

my favorite hockey boy’s bday!

Happy 29th Andy Man!

Sources: Habs twitter and CCM insta

[rollin-with-my-gnomies]

The legendary, glamorous, and gorgeous #MarilyMonroe 🩷💥💫🌟

[jamespmarchapologist]

BRRRRRRR FUCK

[mokomakin-lapamato]

Liam carried 1D and I'll stand by that. I don't understand why his solo career never took off. He was the best vocalist of them all imho. His singing looked and sounded effortless.

Critic of music’s review of Liam’s vocal range 

[drawishme]

#0001 Bulbasaur

[havithreatendub4]

#2003 #photoshoot #New York City #ouatim #magazine #white under shirt #tshirt

[sheppardmckay]

Taehyung always finding new and interesting ways to embarrass his introverted hyung.

yoongi can’t say no to taehyung 🥺 (for @sugajimin 🤍) [cr. qdeoks, 0613data]

[ro-bee]

ok chat here's leshy

[ayamemes]

no matter who's clothes he wears he still looks good

[lotus-pear]

charm stat at debonair ‼️‼️

[inkskinned]

probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.

we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."

at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.

the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.

the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.

what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.

here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.