#YEAH...

[fingergunweeb]

practically sighing/gasping everytime I breathe 😃

any deep breathers online? any fans of a really good deep breath? how about a nice hearty yawn? breathing in a bunch of air feels so good

[marcsplaining]

after the crash which caused the first diplopia(2011)

[morebird]

my beloved murder wife (who is definitely not about to step on me)

[lousolversons]

SQUID GAME | 2x01 | Bread and Lottery

[mellounir]

Smoking, Johnny?

[malthedreamer]

That's how it went, right?

[virtualgirladvance]

[seasononesam]

Well, I got to tell you, Lucky, you got us stumped. I mean, why shack up with the family? Is it a kinky thing? Do you like to play with your food? Roll over, Lucky. Speak.

[raplinenthusiasts]

future's gonna be okay 🖤

[machetelettuce]

Young Narinder and Shamura, since I wanted to practice drawing them!!!!! bonus narinder from my pfp below

[fishwithoneeye]

[theogonize]

when house finds you trashtalking him to foreman once, he feels... something other than angry, for sure. and for the week after that, he relentlessly bullies you. calls you every name under the sun for a day or two, seeing as you are basically immune to his bullshit, he decides to treat you differently. he digs into your past, calls up people from your hometown, middle school, old employers, people in your apartment complex. anyone. he snoops in your apartment, diaries, books you like, anything. and then comes a few days of horrible, personalized insults. every word makes you shudder in hatred for him. and then you snap. you slap house across the face. hard. his cheeks red as your palm shudders in pain. you insult him this time. pathetic fucking loser, you call him. house stands in pure shock as he listens to you; one hand in his pocket, one hand on the stinging cheek. you storm out, say you're quitting. your eyes are red from tears, they glisten in the pale light entering house's office at that hour.

house goes back home. gently pressing his cheek – the place where you hit him – smiling at the delicious pain. he whips out the dictaphone from his pocket, playing your breakdown. every word, since you barged into his office, was adding to the blood flowing south. he could barely think. the growing tent his pants, he can't help but stroke his dick to you. your anger. you hate him. you're being so mean. he feels his cheek again. god, he hopes it bruises.

[valkugo]

“i cannot be the sun. NOT WHEN MY DIRTY CLOUDS RAIN THE CITY TO FILTH.”

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i wish to be the sun.’

[lousolversons]

Fallout - S01E04 - The Ghouls

[sissiarte]

parkour yaoi I guess