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"Awww, poor baby." Continues to stuff her face.
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⌠ Ruuude⌡ Doesn’t move an inch.
"Awww, poor baby." Continues to stuff her face.
NOOOOO NOT HIS HAIR!!!
“GET AWAY GET AWAY GET THOSE FILTHY HANDS AWAAAY!!" He screeched, slapping her hand immediately away and checking with his fingers if there was anything stuck in his fabulous hair. Fuck, he probably needed to take two consecutive showers in order to get rid of the filth. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew.
Laughs, "Oh god you're such a priss!"
⌠ … But she has a tone of FOOOD?!⌡ ” …”
"Get yer ass movin' Portgas, it's all mine."
"Eh? Don't lookit me like that. I won't share a single bite."
Finally! you had to wait a long time anon, i’m so sorry OTL enjoy :)
I’M NOT
AS『 WEAK 』
AS YOU THINK
I AM
let’s be clear i trust n o o n e
This is hot.
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& i might be holding on too tight,
but there is
A BEAST IN MY HEART
AND HE WON’T LET YOU LEAVE ALIVE.
[[yeah, ✰ my boyfriend’s pretty ¢øøł… but he’s not as ¢øøł as me]]
Follow The Man
Follow the Man Follow the Man With his pockets full of the Jam Follow the Man Follow the Man Help me out, Daddy, if you can! Got any D, Man? Got any C, Man? Got any X? Any smack? Any horse? Any Jugie Boogie Boy? Any Blow?
Muse A is a drug dealer, and Muse B is a drug addict. Their relationship, though, isn’t exactly professional. Muse B has been coming to Muse A since their addiction began. It started out every once in a while, picking up a bit of blow with a friend or for a party, but escalated over many months and years. Muse A has watched as Muse B has aged and thinned dramatically, as they’ve grown shaky, itchy, and more and more desperate for their fix. They’re lonely, no longer getting drugs for parties since they’ve thrown their friendships away in favor of getting high, and often spend time hanging around Muse A or asking them to coffee, just for a little companionship. It becomes clear that this addiction is going to kill them, and soon, but Muse A has developed feelings for Muse B. Does Muse B’s life mean more to Muse A than their money? If so, how does Muse A convince Muse A to stop using?
You are Cordially Invited
Muse A is an aspiring newcomer to their field of work, and though they have a passion for it, they lack the resources and connections to succeed and achieve what they want to do. By a stroke of luck, they are invited to a very prestigious banquet which some of the best and most talented persons in their field will attend. Hoping to make connections that will propel them to success, Muse A happily and eagerly accepts the invitation, and begins making plans on what they would wear, who they would see and what they would say. They are positive that this night will change their life forever. For the night of the party, they brush up on their manners, collect their formal wear, and rent a very nice car to make an impression. At the party, among the ballgowns, tuxedos and flowing wine, Muse A meets Muse B, a very successful and wealthy person and, frankly, one of Muse A's idols. Muse A is excited to be speaking with Muse B and asks plenty of questions, which Muse B graciously answers. Towards midnight, the host of the banquet announces that it’s time to eat. Muse A is confused, as they have been eating hor d’oeuvres all night, but confusion turns to terror as the host grabs a guest and sinks his teeth into her neck, blood spilling over the stage and an ear-splitting shriek filling the venue. Muse A turns to Muse B in shock and horror, only to find Muse B grinning with deadly fangs stretching out of their gums. Will Muse A escape? Or will they become Muse B's prey?
"I wasn’t asking for your name. Now if you’ll excuse me I’m going to eat my meal in peace." Taroo tried to walk past her, back to his seat.
"Ya asked who I was, so I told ya."
Follows him, grabs spaghetti off his plate, and stuffs it in her mouth.
"So I told ya, I'm th' Bigeater."