#i wont shut up about this

[wegaveitago]

GOOD DAY FOR REAL BITCHES

[arpstail]

#1 susca defender

I need siren and susca content NOW…. Icry everytime i think about them cause lord imagine susca seeing sirens scars. Her baby 😭

He’s literally everything she fought for i cannot imagine her pain when she found out about the prophecy. imagine the fear, some random guy is probably on his way to kill(stab your kid with a spear and spill his guts around your castle) your little boy and the only thing you can do is wait.

DUDE??????

AND IF I DIED RIGHT NOW???? WHAT THEN?? THEM OH MY GOD hes such a mamas boy im going to jump

oh susca, they could never make me hate you. No one gets you quite like i do </3

Wendy hear my pleads and let me see her again

[star2fishmeg]

I cant stop screaming about nijiro fucking murakami as kazutora I can't express how much I love him. I thought he'd been quieter than usual and I got the answer and I'm okay w it

If he ain't nijiro I don't want him I'm nijiro exclusive

[racewinnerlandonorris]

[allshewhispers]

Shizuo calling Izaya "Iza" or "Zaya" as a nickname lives rent free in my brain.

[totallynottinsel]

Honestly I think he’s enjoying the scenery a lot

[chaotic-chizito]

Nate expecting to be butted when he tells Roy he kissed Keeley/after talking to coach Beard, Roy and Beard waiting for Ted to yell at them after the game against West Ham, are the perfect examples of what toxic masculinity looks like. They expect aggression, violence, humiliation because that's the man way of doing things. They don't expect understanding, forgiveness, or "you made a mistake, that happens, be a goldfish"

[minerva-likethegoddess]

Melinda’s hot 🥵

[stressghoul]

hes a 10 but he has lace up pants

iM SORRY U MEAN A 1000000000000000000000000

[ranidspace]

me when that dollar store indictment hits

[fourfreckledstars]

ABEL'S CUTSCENE

(from @\libraprincesss0 in tiktok)

[tmpttion]

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[the-poetfrog]

Moirails are love incarnate.

Yes, while Matespritship exists, and is entirely valid, Moirails are love in it’s rawest form.

The idea, the concept that you love and care for someone so much that you want to see them happy, and that’s all you need.

All you need is them in your arms, maybe after a shower, freshly dried and still nude in your arms, not because you want to do anything, just because you want to feel them as they are.

Every bump, every pimple, scars and all.

You want to care for them like nothing before, to be the one to cup their face and press your noses together, to bump foreheads and see them giggle.

To offer them your hand and know for certain that they’ll take it, not because it’s expected of them, or that it’s demanded, but because it’s built on trust.

The trust that you can face the mortifying ordeal of being known, bared to only them, for them to see you at your worst and bring you back, to piece you back together and not forget a single piece because they love you.

Moirails are love incarnate and I will never shut up about it.

[drasticemotions]

fucking hell I’ve never wanted to fuck hugh jackman more god help me

[hg-aneh]

💫 ~

oh, well I never, was there ever...🎵

[not-heavenly]

look at how they massacred my son.. (my blorbo got brutally and painfully killed because of how kind, generous, loving and willing to give his whole self he is. and he did. he gave his life for a stranger literally while he was on his way to risk his life for others.) (im so normal about this)