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I’m a waitress in a diner, I’ve never been compared to a goddess before.
independent & selective Shelly Johnson from Twin Peaks Written by: Emily
“It’s all my fault.” “No honey, it’s not.”
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@jerkncry cont. from here ahs murder house verse
The temptation to get UPSET is strong. Sherlock has been here for more than 50 years before Ben even arrived alive, and yet he talks about the futility of eternity. He scorns discussion of FAIRYTALES as if Sherlock hasn’t already reached the point where any kind of DELUSIONAL hope is better than reality. But getting upset in return serves no one, and besides. This might just be his first and only chance to talk about HIM.
He starts calmly. “The first thing you need to know is that time may be meaningless to you, but it is everything for me.” He pours himself a drink, sipping and looking down at the glass. “I see him-” he stops himself, forces the specificity even as it burns- “I see SEBASTIAN once a year. On the anniversary of our death. It is the only time he manifests and I have no idea why but I know that I COUNT. And I wait. And so time does mean something to some of us.” Another drink. “The others ask me, sometimes. What the DATE is, and I always know. But they have no idea why I know.”
He can’t quite fathom the idea of seeing the person you loved ONCE a year, that in itself was some sort of SICK hell. The doctor’s been allowed to keep HIS own family but at a GREAT price. There’s more to Sherlock than Ben even cares to admit. When he was alive well, the detective was a bit of a pain in his ass but, being dead REALLY does expand the mind a bit. Allows one to perhaps have compassion. So, doctor settles in for a talk about the other’s DEAR loved one. “ Alright…so why don’t you tell me how that came about between the TWO of you because if MEMORY serves me right you had a wife didn’t you? ”
Hand reaches over as he pours himself more SCOTCH, and takes his time as brown liquor is swirled around in crystal glass. The good thing about being DEAD is that hangovers no longer exist, and that pounding that he would’ve USUALLY woken up with, he doesn’t have to worry about.
“Your wife must’ve found out… ” Glass is brought to lips as he FINALLY takes a sip of the thing he loves MOST, after his WIFE that is. “ What did she say to THAT–because correct me if I’m wrong…the idea of being GAY during YOUR time well, that’s about the WORST thing that could’ve happened… ”
PRICK:
n. derogatory term used to sum of the existence of a worthless asshole.
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“…I know your kind. I can sniff out a philandering husband from a mile away.”
She’s a REAL B I T C H isn’t she? Can see why Tate has such a DISTASTE for the mother. Though brows are raised slightly as he gives her a RATHER bored look.
“ Look at Y O U being all saint-like and HOLY isn’t it a BIT early for that? ____ look i’m just trying to get my paper have some coffee. Is that so WRONG? ”
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okay so sonny was half just trying to be funny and half avoiding a potential police brutality charge on his jacket. not that this idiot from boston would know he’s a cop. “ i think ya know it’s not but i’m just tryin’ to be nice. ” he just wanted a beer & not whatever piss drink the other was drinking. he nodded, confirming that he was from staten island and then glanced down to his drink. “ i’ll be hard when you chose something better to drink. ” out of context, that sentence would make absolutely no sense.
REAL wise ass this guy is, BELLS are going off that he’s some shit detective or COP. What the guy was wearing was enough to confirm that suspicion. Alright so, Ben’s gotta ease UP a bit right? Wouldn’t want a run in with the L A W. That’s the LAST thing he needs.
“ Alright we’ll do this--YOU order the NEXT round if the beer doesn’t have me DRY heavin’ then we’ll call it a victory for Boston and New York-- ” It’s like TWO neanderthals are in conversation. Wonders if a pissing contest is NEXT. “ I’m B E N by the way ”
ben appreciates all the porn blogs following him lbh though it drives me up a gd wall
I’ve been a HORRIBLE mun for Ben I’ve been on my main bloge BUT I am gonna try to watch some murder house tonight, and get some MUSE back. THANK you guys for even following / sticking with my slow ass. <3 xx
OOC. wow guys!! not even a week after I decide to remake and I’ve already got 100+ of you lovely people here. I seriously can’t thank you all enough for how amazing you’ve all been since my revamp ——— I’m so, so happy I’ve decided to come back to moira, my 1-year anniversary is coming up soon, and just, adlfjalskdfj. I love everyone in this fandom so so much, thank you all for making my time here absolutely amazing! (especially the flawless humans I’ve got listed down below. all of you are perfect & amazing & absolutely wonderful human beings, I adore getting to write with all of you (and if we haven’t written yet, just know that I’d absolutely love to do so with you!!
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ind.private & highly selective Ben Harmon from AHS: Murder House Written by: Emily
I know it must be the killing time unwillingly mine.
ind.private & highly selective Ben Harmon from AHS: Murder House Written by: Emily
I'm screaming I'm imagining Ben and John at the bar having a conversation about who is the worst farther
ppfffft omg i don’t even know who’s the worst father in THAT situation one forgets COMPLETLEY about his daughter & the other one doesn’t even notice his daughter is dead like ???? I feel like if Ben was in hotel?He’d be John Lowe or smth I feel like they are v similar characters who are trashcans.
everyone: hey u wanna plot some angst/toxic/drama shit--
me: sign me the FUCK up 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit
ben do u listen to 'sexxx dreams' by gaga
no.
yes while i jerk it and cry while candles are litlady gaga understands me.