V, 25, (they/them) / manic pixie frat boy extraordinaire
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sometimes i struggle to use the word ‘bootlicker’ in a negative sense because of sexual desires i will not disclose here
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i know what this situation needs…explicit fanfiction
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Sputnik 2, launched on November 3, 1957, carried the dog Laika, the first living creature to be shot into space and orbit Earth. Laika was a stray dog found on the streets of Moscow. There were no plans to return her to Earth, and she lived only a few hours in orbit. …
taken from @gallivantsofgillis on tiktok
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my brother found this old menu board at a thrift store and hung it up in his apartment looking like this
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STOP! before you decide you are irretrievably doomed, try one of the following options:
transition
bdsm
iron supplements
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had to draw Gansey again because I remembered a canon detail in the series is that he has a favorite sweater and it's yellow...
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My five year plan is to just see what happens
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The Allotment Series, 4 pieces, Penelope Williams (2024)
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no bro you don’t understand. we have to make out. it’s for science. dude just listen to me. when was the last time you kissed someone? i’m willing to help you out! you can practice by making out with me. i’m your oldest and best friend. this totally won’t be weird or change anything about our dynamic i promise. it’s what friends are for. making out with your homies to make sure they can really impress the ladies. maybe you’re on top of me. maybe we’re both flushed. maybe you have my hands pinned over my head and we’re both breathing hard and we both wait a beat too long to move but i promise bro this is totally no homo.
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Unhealed Wounds Your Character Pretends Are Just “Personality Traits”
These are the things your character claims are just “how they are” but really, they’re bleeding all over everyone and calling it a vibe.
╰ They say they're "independent." Translation: They don’t trust anyone to stay. They learned early that needing people = disappointment. So now they call it “being self-sufficient” like it’s some shiny badge of honor. (Mostly to cover up how lonely they are.)
╰ They say they're "laid-back." Translation: They stopped believing their wants mattered. They'll eat anywhere. Do anything. Agree with everyone. Not because they're chill, but because the fight got beaten out of them a long time ago.
╰ They say they're "a perfectionist." Translation: They believe mistakes make them unlovable. Every typo. Every bad hair day. Every misstep feels like proof that they’re worthless. So they polish and polish and polish... until there’s nothing real left.
╰ They say they're "private." Translation: They’re terrified of being judged—or worse, pitied. Walls on walls on walls. They joke about being “mysterious” while desperately hoping no one gets close enough to see the mess behind the curtain.
╰ They say they're "ambitious." Translation: They think achieving enough will finally make the emptiness go away. If they can just get the promotion, the award, the validation—then maybe they’ll finally outrun the feeling that they’re fundamentally broken. (It never works.)
╰ They say they're "good at moving on." Translation: They’re world-class at repression. They’ll cut people out. Bury heartbreak. Pretend it never happened. And then wonder why they wake up at 3 a.m. feeling like they're suffocating.
╰ They say they're "logical." Translation: They’re terrified of their own feelings. Emotions? Messy. Dangerous. Uncontrollable. So they intellectualize everything to avoid feeling anything real. They call it rationality. (It's fear.)
╰ They say they're "loyal to a fault." Translation: They mistake abandonment for loyalty. They stay too long. Forgive too much. Invest in people who treat them like an afterthought, because they think walking away makes them "just as bad."
╰ They say they're "resilient." Translation: They don't know how to ask for help without feeling like a burden. They wear every bruise like a trophy. They survive things they should never have had to survive. And they call it strength. (But really? It's exhaustion wearing a cape.)
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I am a huge fan of retiring to my quarters
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i listened to my body and it's asking for substances
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