#fu CK

[sparring-spirals]

Dusk: "I turn into the hottest half elf man you've seen in your life." "Orym, invitation still open?"

Orym: "I stab her in the back".

[lesbianpegbar]

i cant do this anymore

[twistedappletree]

The fact that I s actually d o hat w Al hoop and now I’m sor dying Monaco I love you all

[timeforsomethrillingheroicsblog]

THE JACK FLASHBACKS WERENT FLASHBACKS THEY WERE FLASHFORWARDS IM LOSING MY FUCKING MIND

[andoutofharm]

i have died badly

[sunnibits]

somehow had never properly thought about jim calling olu “mi amor” before but now I need to lay down and scream for five hours

[90sjenniferconnelly]

[basi-boy]

you ever think about how time is passing and suddenly feel like your chest is splitting open

[cloxite]

can't think too hard ab how soon tour is or i'm gonna blow this place up in a Thousand Pieces

[woppy-my-beloved]

Me: Always hating her brown eyes because they are always overlooked. Seen as boring and people always say I never look like parents. Meanwhile my brother gets told he is a spitting image of both.

Meanwhile this man comes along:

Me: *takes one look at his eyes* F U C K

[pointkeene]

@pointmoskowitz​   /   my shoulder’s killing me.

his  breath  caught  in  his  throat,  and  robby  was  having  war  flashbacks  of  his  first  all  valley  tournament  —  the  one  where  he  fought  hawk  for  the  first  time  . . .  the  one  where  hawk  snuck  up  between  him  between  matches  and  did  the  kicking  equivalent  of  a  sucker  punch  to  his  shoulder.  he  remembered  saying  those  same  words  to  mr.  larusso,  or  something  similar.  he  hated  hawk  in  that  moment  almost  as  much  as  he  hated  miguel,  almost  as  much  as  he  hated  his  dad.  but  this  wasn’t  the  hawk  standing  in  front  of  him.  it  was  eli.  his  boyfriend.  his  person.  they  were  way  past  all  that  shit  that  happened  before  they  got  together.  that  was  one  of  the  memories  that  they  low  key  locked  inside  of  the  bro  box  with  that  damn  haircut.  but  they  needed  to  talk  through  those  things.  they  couldn’t  just  pretend  like  they  didn’t  happen  when  they  hurt  each  other  like  that.  getting  hurt  was  like  an  occupational  hazard  for  them,  but  they  wouldn’t  hurt  each  other.  not  anymore.

so  robby  swallowed  hide  pride  and  stepped  closer,  frowning  as  he  got  a  better  look.  “i  think  it’s  just  dislocated  . . .  like  mine  was,”  he  added  those  last  three  words  in  a  mumble  under  his  breath,  fingers  ghosting  over  eli’s  shoulder.  he  wasn’t  trying  to  guilt  trip  him,  that  was  the  last  thing  he  wanted  to  do.  he  just  wanted  him  to  know  that  he  knew  what  he  was  going  through,  and  he  knew  what  to  do.  “i  can  pop  it  back  into  place  for  you,  but  it’s  going  to  hurt.  and  it  will  keep  hurting  for  a  few  weeks,”  he  explained.  he  didn’t  tell  him  that  he  still  had  phantom  pains  every  once  in  a  while.  that  was  a  trauma  response  anyway,  and  not  something  they  needed  to  get  into.  later  maybe,  but  this  wasn’t  the  time.  “do  you  trust  me?”  he  asked,  and  usually  that  would  be  a  teasing  question,  but  for  this  he  really  needed  to  know  before  he  did  this.

[willgrahamscock]

Hey tumblr maybe instead of flagging queer people’s posts you could take down ai art of celebrities nudes which they did not consent to, from the TRENDING page.

[boxblondiecoops]

HOLY FUCK

[likesuperwee]

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[halekulan-i]

sick of feeling selfish but :)))))

[boyywithluv]

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