#shut up patrick

[lilpoundcakeofficial]

Achievement unlocked: 420 day Snap streak on 4/20 w/ @mattchewpicchu

[r0bot-horse]

“Welcome to tumblr live! :]”

LEAVE ME ALONE

[artashipatrick]

+1

[taahko]

watching mash is insane because sometimes there will be a Special Guest Star and its some big time tv actor from the 70s that nobody remembers and sometimes the random wounded soldier bit part that has 2 lines of dialogue is laurence fishburne

[meister-marrow]

[tashiduncandonaldson]

art in the sauna right before he hit patrick with the "not even to the most obsessive tennis fan in the world"

[vizjpmdose]

Raw. Next question.

[fullcollapse-mp3]

if you aren't she/hering your favorite male musicians what are you even doing bro

[coldblooded-angel]

The love triangle WORKS because:

Patrick has Art as soulmates do, seeing and understanding each other in a way no one else can. In silent stares and sly smirks and shared beds and a complete mastery one the other’s psyche.

Patrick loves Tashi in the way being full only comes after hunger. Oil fueling fire, burning bright before burning everything around them. Feeling love for the first time and never knowing when its too much or not enough.

Art needs Patrick in the same way you have a side of the bed you always sleep on, a brand of detergent you always buy. Stability in the unpredictable, how Patrick knows when to push and when to pull. How he has the spare key to the lock box where Art hides his desires.

Art loves Tashi like a dog needs a master. Freedom in being directed and told, the security you get from being a devoted follower to a higher being.

(And once Tashi is dragged into their orbit like a stray asteroid taken off its course)

Tashi loves Art in the same way you hate all your wasted potential. An alternative future, a time machine that could take you to where your body has not betrayed you. In him and through him she’s given every path: as a wife, a mother, a coach, a puppet master but never a player.

Tashi wants Patrick in the way smokers ignores labels on cigarette boxes. The beauty of self-destruction and passion she’s lost. Constantly chasing a high that hurts so good you’d risk everything to have it again.

Tashi hates and loves them both in equal measure. Resenting them for taking the one thing she loved away from her and forcing her to live her own dreams through two diverging paths. Loving them enough to push them back together where they belong.

And yeah, because the third in their love triangle was always tennis🙄

[milligramspoison]

[lilpoundcakeofficial]

I’ve been told I have the patience of a saint and probably put up with more bullshit than I should bc you never know what’s happening on the other side of a situation.

But when I pick up on immature communication patterns and the rejection sensitivity kicks in oh dear god look out cuz I’m coming for your NECK

[crimsoncountess]

"I could've just been...regular."

[littlexdeaths]

i like the same guy, just in different fonts

[gottagobackintime]

[222col]

i’ve had this wip sat in my drafts for a month. i haven’t posted anything i’ve written in MONTHS. i can barely call myself a fic writer anymore 💔💔 is this even good idk maybe im just too scared to let myself be a freak

[stpansy]

no way i saw someone saying that fall out boy shows are boring. girl they have a ten foot tall talking dog puppet onstage and a magic eight ball suspended above them predicts their set list and the bassist does a magic trick where he appears in a tree. but sorry they’re not wearing costumes i guess