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@everyfortnight
hello yes i would like to stock up on these please
Courage cannot erase our fear; courage is when we FACE our fear
Newsies, Seize the Day
shout out to everybody who has school soon
i believe in you
you will be excellent this year
and if you’re not that’s ok too it doesn’t mean you’re not smart
just remember to take care of yourself because your mental health is more important than your grades ok?
group hug ily all
Lads & Gents → Text Posts
requested by protons-zubat
also you get a hug too //hugs
[things are rly overwhelming right now so idk when I'll be back on]
[move in day. I guess I'm on hiatus until I can get back on and I'm not sure when that'll be, so bye I guess]
[tumblr mobile isn't letting me save draft changes - I was gonna try to continue them but idk now guys]
[mum's having us turn everything off - move in day tomorrow. i might be on on mobile and skype but i'm not sure about drafts/replies. i'm sorry for being awful at rp right now but i love you all and i love our threads i just wish i had more tiiiime
also we drove fucking four hours but our waiter is a sophomore at school and he was a wrestler and an english/theater major with so many tattoos and we were talking like i already know someone cute there and everyone is so sweet :D]
"Shut up."
The conversation had been inane, just idle chatting that filled the silence between them. Michael and Ryan had a comfortable back and forth, trading light hearted barbs and jokes with similarly twisted senses of humor. Of course, when Ryan was purposefully being annoying, Michael had no qualms about pushing him against the wall and telling him, “Oh my god, shut up" and doing just that as he kissed him.
Really, when there’s the option of making him shut up with your lips or your hand (hell, even just leaving the room), it only seemed reasonable to use the most normal option. Well, normal to Michael. He’d pinned Ryan’s wrists to the wall too, and when the other didn’t immediately freak and yank away, he kept the kiss solid until he pulled away and shook his head. “You talk too fucking much.”
Ryan grinned at Michael’s comment, replying quickly with, “Maybe that was the plan all along, getting you to shut me up.” He leaned forward, his breath ghosting over Michael’s lips. “Maybe you should try it again.”
Michael smirked at Ryan’s boldness and leaned a little bit closer. Michael licked his lips, tongue darting across the others lip as well. “Yeah? Should I, or should I not?” He teased.
"Yes," Ryan practically hissed, moving forward and making the decision for him. He kissed him hard, hands freeing themselves from Michael’s grip and twining in his curls.
Michael’s hands did as Ryan’s, though they assembled themselves behind Ryan’s head, biting a bit on his bottom lip and rolling his hips into the others.
i was thinking about where doppelgänger!ryan might have come from
some sort of mirror is a possibility yeah
[text] I’m wearing sunglasses around my house. Douchebag status. The hangover is real.
[text: nose] you say that like douchebag status is new
[text: nose] but what did /you/ get up to last night anyway
[text: nose] i suppose i could grace you with my presence. maybe some aspirin
[text: nose] i can do you one better than a hug - we could hang out, watch a movie?
[text: nose] it’d be a quiet movie though. maybe even silent. for your head
[text: nose] or we could just cuddle
[text; PC Guy]: Ah, that would seriously be top, Ry. [text; PC Guy]: Just a quiet movie night and some aspirin. I’ll even take my sunglasses off for you. [text; PC Guy]: Come over?
[text: nose] well if you're taking off your sunglasses, then i have to come over
[text: nose] you should also be pushing water for that hangover
RENT
46. “You drive me absolutely fucking crazy, you asshole,” Ryan told Ray,shaking his head. ”But I’d die without you.”
Ryan drops the pout to grin at Ray, and then he laughs as the beagle trots over to the white dog, the latter sniffing at her and then giving her ear a tentative lick. “Look, they already like each other,” and Ryan has to bite his tongue to keep from calling them cute, coughing despite himself.
Christ, had his voice been that cutesy the entire time they’d been there?
He stands, telling Ray, “I’m gonna see how much it is to adopt,” pointing at the door to the lobby. He walks over and waves in the guy they’d talked to earlier. Glancing back to Ray and the dogs, he catches the other man with a soft smile on his face and he has to look away, that expression making his stomach swoop.
Ray watched Ryan get up and leave, the other man finally catching the sound of his voice and ending the ‘cutesy’ tone. The sniper grumbles absently to himself as his partner goes, muttering about dogs and Ryan and having no say in anything because obviously his more logical opinion isn’t valued in the crew.
Still, when Ryan looks back Ray doesn’t catch the look, and he is smiling. One hand out to the large white dog while the beagle attempts to trip it up from between it’s two front paws.
He’ll never admit it, though everyone probably already knows, that Ryan is the only person who might have been able to convince him to do this. Jack? Probably, but she would have made it all about herself to make it happen, and Ray would have complied because she’s the boss. Michael and Gavin? No. Ray’s the voice of reason for the lads more often than not, so he would have been the heavy piece of concrete that sunk the entire ship to the bottom of the ocean in order to make sure these dogs didn’t make it past the doors and out into the car. Geoff never would have asked in the first place- if he really wanted the dogs he would have just got them.
But for Ryan? And with the help of a whiny little Beagle who’s currently climbing into Ray’s lap and a Giant white ball of fur and teeth that’s currently sniffing over his shoulder towards her?
Well, Ray’s not very sensible when it comes to Ryan.
Who knew there was so much to do when adopting dogs?
It turns out that the paperwork keeps them occupied there for another hour, with Ryan doing most of it. Ray had joined him at the beginning, but as it became more and more obvious that he’d be bored out of his skull, he’d told the lad to go play with the dogs before he fell asleep on the table.
So when it was all taken care of, Ray's hoodie was already covered in dog hair and Ryan couldn't wait to get out of there. The shelter provided them with generic collars and leashes, allowing them to leave, but there was still a lot of shit that went into taking care of dogs.
He turned to Ray. "So what are we calling Missy, then?"
[text] i guess we can do that. i also appreciate the semen joke
[text] but if it comes to a food fight, i will kick your ass
[text] what kind of cake do you want
[txt] don’zt think i’zm going to selt you ruin my dfood ryebread [txt] lback fojrest cakje or pyound cake fuck that chocolate shit [txt] hurry kup im jhungry now
[text] i'm sorry what the fuck is wrong with chocolate
[text] i mean i can still pick up the pound cake mix
[text] or just the cake if you're hungry
You're mine, friend. *carries you away to be lubbed*
[squeals omg]