#you’ll hear about him

[wagingmywarsbehindmyface]

another brilliant shot of KIRYŁ PIETRUCZUK by Aleksandra Zaborowska ✨

[ghostbeam]

Mech pilot yuuta and his mech that’s incredibly possessive over him. He takes to you as a handler almost immediately, excited for the help after his last few handlers were scared off. You’re not allowed inside, your constantly dodging malfunctioning limbs and faulty wires, but you’re not one to back down, and gaining her trust is just as important as gaining his.

Rika only realizes how important you are to Yuuta the day after you spend the night with him, and he’s left alone in the morning with an empty bed and a broken heart. You’re his handler. You’re not supposed to leave him. Not ever.

She lures you into her chest one night, faking some sort of lighting malfunction and allowing you inside for the first time. She keeps you inside all night, enduring all your yelling and banging on her insides to be let out, a nice gift for Yuuta.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

can’t ask cult!sugu for praise like a normal person he’ll drop down to his knees and worship you

[crazylittlejester]

Warriors is the kinda guy to fall to his knees and scream in agony if he has like, a mild tummy ache, and make it EVERYONE else’s problem, but just lie there in silence and die face down on the floor if he’s actually really sick because he won’t be caught dead complaining about how genuinely awful he feels

[xxplastic-cubexx]

brother joked about magneto getting a volleyball skin in rivals and i almost passed out

[etapereine]

hats off to all the tour interviewers who can continue as normal when hit with those baby blues, couldn’t be me tbh

[kkolg]

Look who made their boyfriend a fursonaaaaaaaa

meeeeeeeeee

[chirpsythismorning]

I See the Light (Mike’s Version)

[weregonnabecoolbeans]

I can’t get over how every single silent brother had to comfort jem about will and tessa all that time.

[puckpocketed]

caps PR twitter account i am BEGGING you to hire a better graphics guy WHAT is this squashed photo of pld …my failhorse is being squeezed like tghe toothpaste </3

[timechange]

MCFLY JULY ‘24 — playing hooky.

MARCH 8, 1983

“Hi Doc, sorry I’m late.”

The fourteen-year-old greets @doctorbrown as usual, sliding the key under the mat and leaving his skateboard by the door. Einstein immediately bounds over, tail wagging, and Marty scratches him behind the ears.

“What’s on the list for today?” the boy continues, completely oblivious to or deliberately ignoring the fact that it’s Tuesday at 12:03 PM and he should most definitely be in Mr. Johnston’s fourth period geometry class right now. “More welding, maybe some circuitry? Dreamin’ up some new schematics?”

As if sensing his best friend’s discontentment and knowing he’s been found out, he groans, flopping onto Einstein to give the canine an impromptu hug. The sheepdog, pleased at the attention, thumps his tail more vigorously and licks the teenager’s face.

“C’mon, Doc,” Marty wheedles. “Linda’s skipping today too! It’s not like I got any tests or anything. Anyway, I learn more from you. You know that.”

What he’s pretty sure the scientist also knows is that, other than Doc himself, nobody actually gives a shit if he’s at school or not. Not his parents, especially not after last night. They probably don’t even realize, and sure as hell don’t care, that he’s gone.

[cataschism]

@yingren             /             ren &. yaoshi.

The whistling of the Ambrosial Arbor could be mistaken for a voice, needle-thin hair-like roots fray near the middle of the Arbor to extend outward, reaching the railing that overlooks the Arbor. In the spirit of Abundance, the Arbor never stops growing, and must always be trimmed and cut back to repel its gifts. Keratin-feeling hair-like roots spread to the railing outlooking the Arbor, almost reaching out to touch Ren’s hair. To caress.

The stringlike quality of the Arbor and the wind of the Luofu mixing to create words sounds nearly like an offering. Not an apology—for all gifts have their wrappings to obscure the truth &. ribbons of which to make it beautiful—but an extension of itself to reach out to those the Arbor and the Abundance have touched, affected.

Gold—awaits. Gold—beckons. Gold—gold—gold.

Like all life, forever beginning, the Arbor is neutral and unremorseful to its consequences.

Beautiful.

[finalset]

I think one thing that is so annoying is ppl close to me going ‘well didn’t you really like *’ every time I talk about dating it’s like… ok yeah?? I did, so very much but does it look like that panned out well at all lol. it’s like what am I supposed to do sit by the phone and wait for a message or just do nothing until I feel that way about someone else again,,, which is like so fucking rare for me. no man i get how I felt ab him was very insanely special, and it probably was nice to see how much I really liked him.. and I don’t take that time for granted at all nd still try to look at how much growth came from that but when something is well dead what do u expect me to do

[harryssecretmessages]

❤️‍🩹

[sleaze4sleaze]

One (1) week until I meet R.ichard Brake. What the fuuuuuuuuck

[jrwiyuri]

Finally catching up on dndaddies s3 and I have nothing to comment on except the fact that I love arlo