#i'm not her strongest soldier!

[chaelins]

SOYEON ♡ SUPER LADY (Performance37)

[bitchbot3000]

the real reason satosugu is my only real gojo ship is not because of true love (tho that's there) it's because I really can't imagine anyone else tolerating him long enough to fuck him

[dyemelikeasunset]

after the baby ask i can only imagine dom & mor babysitting for someone and it being an utter disaster, sitcom style

yes actually, that's a planned episode for the future 😭😭😭

I'm sooo close to introducing the friend with the baby. The baby herself will need a couple years to grow up before a babysitting chapter can happen, BUT IT'S GONNA HAPPEN

[cherryblossomtimemachine]

I will singlehandedly fight every single person in the world for this woman and that's not a joke

[gideonisms]

Begging and pleading for a job that's just like. Fine

[primonizzutto]

The world needs to know that Taylor Swift still has her fans. Taylor Swift needs to know that she still has her fans. I love you, Taylor Swift, just know that, okay? Just know that.

And how fucking dare anyone out there make fun of Taylor Swift? After all she's been through! 

All you people care about is readers and making money off of her. She's a human! What you don't realize is that Taylor Swift is making you all this money and all you do is write a bunch of crap about her.

She hasn't performed on stage in days. Her song is called "Evermore" for a reason, because all you people want is more, more, more, more, more! Leave her alone! You are lucky she even performed for you bastards! Leave Taylor Swift alone! Please!

Leave Taylor Swift alone, please!

Leave Taylor Swift alone right now! I mean it.

Anyone that has a problem with her, you deal with me, because she is not well right now.

Leave her alone.

[mrs-theirin]

i am going. to throw up

[blood-mocha-latte]

favourite + least favourite fics you've written?

also. which did you have the most fun writing?

anon.......... my dear sweet wonderful anon........

favorite fic of my posted works is def when i fall asleep, while my favorite fic i have Ever written is actually the third installment of the same series (one of these days i'll post a snippet... one of these days......)

LEAST favorite fic is easy i hate the baberoe strawberries one lol. something about it just makes me rather like. itchy. i simply Cannot even look at it bc it makes me like... oh no....

i had sooooo much fun writing the mwdttau (my babey....) but it is. no where near close to complete. so for FINISHED fics i adored writing my loosier fic. partly because i was Drunk when i wrote it but partly because it was just fun!! they r idiots your honor <3

honesty hour <3

[aceofspades-sml]

Feeling so stupid rn I literally booked a medical appointement for next week because I forgot I had a school test that morning. meaning I need to call them again. to cancel.

[buckleyseddie]

i'm done with the rookie 😭 they really love their season finale cliffhangers huh? i'm just glad i only have to wait 20 days

[cryingcowgirls]

my ex texted me............

[hallucynation13]

Thanks Universe for Hailee Steinfeld! 🖤 And thanks Hailee for blessing my week with all your beauty! ✨🖤

Queen of my heart 🫀

[k1rishiki]

can't wait until guaranteed benny tomorrowwwwww

[braceletofteeth]

[smouldring]

She had died some time ago; the precise date was impossible to remember. Time moved differently in the Badlands. Apart from the Lands Between, the Tarnished carried on their endless march, fighting and dying as they went, following their chieftain wherever he led. Not that it mattered. There was no destination, and the way back was lost to them, until the day the Erdtree called them back.

She had died in the night, that captain of the guard -- captain since her sister left, to stay with some scholar. When the gates to the settlement broke, she was the last to hold the line, and the last to be dragged back to the church, to her mother the healer.

She died with arrows in her chest and blood in her throat, insisting with what breath she had that the high priestess stop, and conserve her magic for someone who could still be saved. Ulrica had been born in the Badlands, and her duty to her community was everything to her. The needs of the many was a phrase burned into her mind from the time that she learned to speak.

She died too soon, her lord father still absent; he returned to a hastily-dug grave and his cold daughter’s mouth filled with Erdleaf flowers. They mourned, and then they moved on, and the girl forgot it all upon waking, like a dream.

[theglizzardwizard]

Ode to the toontown yandere blogger