btw. when she said she likes it rough, she meant in the bedroom. not the relationship
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btw. when she said she likes it rough, she meant in the bedroom. not the relationship
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If I wasn’t so sleepy you’d all be soo fucked
Just sleep
There’s no fucking way that works
love these two more than anything.
Merlin and Arthur perfectly represent their mothers. Merlin just like his mother, waiting for his love to return one day, and Arthur just like his mother, dead
I cannot recall if I ever made a post about this or not but I've been thinking about it again and going absolutely bat shit over it
The way Arthur and Merlin are so very obviously foils; like love him or hate him Killagarrah was onto something when he said they were two halves of the same coin.
Like Arthur is a prince raised in comfort but lacked any kind of parental love or affection while Merlin most definitely struggled to survive each winter but never doubted his mother's love for him.
Arthur most definitely had so many people tripping over themselves to befriend him but knew he couldn't ever really trust any of them to be there for him and not the crown while Merlin was the village outcast who only ever had one friend but he knew Will would step up to bat for him if need be.
Arthur whose mom died in childbirth and only has his dad while Merlin's dad was forced to flee and so he only grew up with a mom.
The way Arthur is born of magic and yet possesses no innate magical abilities and yet Merlin is born to human parents and is magic incarnate.
Arthur who does things with honour and good faith while Merlin sneaks around and backstabs if necessary.
Arthur who fights physically; Merlin who fights with magic
Arthur who dies young, Merlin who lives forever
The way they are so similar and yet so distinctly opposites is just *aghhhhnnn* I can't I literally can't they are too much
I love how INTENSE Merlin and Arthur are about each other right off the bat. they've had like two interactions and Arthur is already pinballing between beating this little nerd up and then being the one person to believe the nerd's wild-ass stories about magic shield snakes the next minute? to the point where he stands in front of his father the KING and vouches for Merlin's word - the word of a rando servant, accusing a knight! You believe him based on what, my prince? his vibes? vibes alone, your Honour! And then after Arthur yells at him Merlin goes to his dragon buddy all like "MY DESTINY IS NOTHING NOW." like can you two chill out for a second maybe get a drink and calm down? mind you, you've known each other five minutes.
so tired of all these fics where merlin is captured and is like "p-please n-n-n-n-no" like this hoe didn't show up to camelot, immeadiately commit aggravated assault, get arrested, get out of prison, continue to try both commit aggravated assault and regicide, and then within the next 30 minutes of the episode commit like 3 counts of murder 😭😭
You should be able to rot in bed for 2, maybe 3 hours after waking up before it starts affecting what time it is. If I wake up at 8:30 and lie in bed for 2hr it should still be 8:30 when I get up
I wanna be the reason someone tilts their phone away before opening our messages in public
Consent is KEY
Aftercare is MANDATORY
worry not my lord, allow me to unscrew that jar for you. i would not want for you to strain your hand or break a nail. alright. hmm. HMMMM. HNNNGRGHHHHHH. HNNGGHHHH HRRRRRGHHH. AAAAAARGHHHHHHH fucking. squire fetch me my grippy gloves
I didn't leave because I stopped loving you. I left because no matter how much I loved you, I was always the one hurting. You wanted all the benefits of my love without the responsibility of taking care of my heart. And I finally realized I deserved more than empty promises and half efforts.
really need someone to fuck the attitude out of me
and the sadness and the anxiety and and and
sorry for staring at your biceps i would like you to put me in a headlock