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Reblog if its ok to message you during this holiday season incase Im feeling lonely or out of place during family events because no one should be alone on Christmas
i hate when im like super pissed off/bitter about something because of my partner but I can do nothing about it without being a bitch
So, I’m in this really good roleplay group, and I’m having a lot of difficulty getting back into my indi blogs. I’ve been trying to force it for a few weeks now, I think I’m going to put them on a hiatus until I hopefully get back into it
My Muse is now accepting holiday presents in their submit box!
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“Honestly I do hope that Jesus is not gay. Most of good looking guys in my life are gays anyway. As a straight girl, can I at least please keep my fictional crushes.”
oooooh my gooooood
Oh my god
no, no you fucking can't. Gays have so little representation howabout you let us gays keep /one/ of the few fictional characters that are actually gay and you go drool over the billions of canonly straight ones.
There are literally hundreds for you to choose from. There is maybe a handful on canon non-straight fictional characters. So STOP trying to make them straight. It’s definitely not our fault all the hot guys in your life are gay, and I’m pretty sure they would not be happy about you trying to tear down the little representation they have.
⊿ - coming to visit them { hello! }
“Hey there, kid. You need something or is this a social call?”
There was, quite clearly, something that the young Russian was holding behind his back.
“A social call, I suppose,” he said, a rather mischievous look in his eyes, “Doctor, it came to my attention a while ago that you stole vodka from my locker.”
He raised an eyebrow before smirking. “Yeah well, it was contraband. Still, I’ll pay y’ back if it was a problem. You certainly earned yourself a drink.” The doctor moved out of the way to let the other man enter, keeping his arm out to hold the door open.
Pavel chuckled, side-stepping into the Doctor’s office to keep the contents behind his back, mostly, concealed. Admittedly, this was the navigator’s way of making peace with the Doctor. Even if, technically, Pavel produced the second grievance, he wasn’t sure of whether or not the Doctor had noticed one of his bottles of “contraband” missing.
“Funny you should mention that,” he responded, still smirking, “Because I have something of yours that I think you’ve been missing.”
McCoy squinted at the way he stepped in; obviously hiding something behind his back. What was he up to? Closing the door behind him he crossed his arms and faced the younger man. “Alright, alright; spill. What’s this about?” He asked sternly, though there was a thinly veiled tone of amusement. The doctor hadn’t noticed any of his things missing, but then if he thought he was short a bottle of bourbon he usually assumed he drank it and was too drunk to remember.
McCoy’s pistol was at the ready as he stepped cautiously through the compound. He was glad he’d managed to find some sane people in this apocalypse and that despite all odds no one else had fallen to Lucille’s thirst. But they needed to clear this building before anyone could get any rest; one walker, one survivor; could turn the tides out of their favor. Moving past the cells, his eyes widened in shock when he noticed someone still among the living. “Good God, man.” He gasped, stepping forward and quickly starting to try and jimmy the door open. “Hold on, I’m gonna get you out of there. Can you hear me?”
Daryl startled sharply when the door was rattled – Daryl unable to see who it was other than the shadow of feet under the door. The voice was muffled, someone new – Someone who seemed genuinely concerned. “Hello?” His voice was rough, barely audible from disuse.
Bones knelt in front of the door and quickly got to work trying to pick the lock. He wasn’t the best; but the apocalypse had given him plenty of time to practice the relatively new skill. “Don’t worry, I’m going to get you out of there. I’m a doctor. Are you hurt?” There was a satisfying click and McCoy let out a relieved sigh, rising and opening the door; hand on the butt of his gun, just in case.
"Don't be mad, but, I broke your tricorder."
“How?”
“I kind of dropped it.” She replies in a low voice with a sheepish face upon her face, looking away from her father then back to him. “Okay, technically, I threw it because I was frustrated.”
“Okay, well don’t throw my equipment or I’m going to start suggesting anger management counseling. What got you so frustrated?”
"Is that your daughter?"
McCoy smiled proudly over at Jo in the distance. “Yeah, that’s her.”
Twenty One Pilots Lyrics Sentence Meme
“Death inspires me like a dog inspires a rabbit.”
“Don’t you test me though, just because I play the piano doesn’t mean I am not willing to take you down, I’m sorry.”
“Fear might be the death of me.”
“I find over the course of our human existence one thing consists of consistence and it’s that we’re all battling fear. Oh dear, I don’t know if we know why we’re here.”
“I kind of like it when I make you cry ‘cause I’m twisted up inside.”
“I scream, you scream, we all scream ‘cause we’re terrified of what’s around the corner.”
“I used to say, “I want to die before I’m old,” but because of you I might think twice.”
“I want to be known by you.”
“I was told when I get older all my fears would shrink, but now I’m insecure and I care what people think.”
“I’m so afraid of what you have to say ‘cause I am quiet now and silence gives you space.”
“I’ve been thinking too much.”
“If I didn’t know better I’d guess you’re all already dead.”
“If you get in between someone I love and me, you’re gonna feel the heat of my cavalry.”
“My friends and I, we’ve got a lot of problems.”
“Our brains are sick but that’s okay.”
“Somebody stole my car radio and now I just sit in silence.”
“Sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head.”
“Sometimes to stay alive you got to kill your mind.”
“Sometimes you’ve got to bleed to know that you’re alive and have a soul but it takes someone to come around to show you how.”
“Wake up, you need to make money.”
“We all are stranger creatures than when we all started out as kids.”
“While you’re doing fine there’s some people, and I, who have a really tough time getting through this life.”
“Wow, I probably shoulda stayed inside my house.”
“Yeah, I think about the end just way too much but it’s fun to fantasize.”
“You fell asleep in my car, I drove the whole time but that’s ok, I’ll just avoid the holes so you sleep fine. I’m driving here I sit, cursing my government for not using my taxes to fill holes with more cement.”
“You say I’m not alone, but I am petrified.”
I don’t often see abuse posts about the opposite spectrum of post-abuse behavior, and it’s. Kind of a bummer bc those are still things people experience.
So shout out to :
people who feel like they have to aggressively defend the things that are important to them because they’re so used to it being torn down and taken from them - even if a friend was just kidding, it’s so hard to see it as just kidding.
People who are constantly on high alert for a fight and had to learn to treat everything like a debate because it was the only way they could stand up for themselves. People who have a hard time rationalizing not everything is an attack because everything used to be an attack.
People who are mad and furious over what happened and get completely consumed by rage no matter how hard they try to let it go. And who have to deal with people telling them they’re making it bigger than it was.
People who have to constantly front as being a badass or aloof because they can’t be seen as vulnerable in any way.
People who constantly fear they’re just like their abuser because they lash out at a moment’s notice to defend themselves
There’s a ton more things but I’m on my break and these are just things I experience that I know a lot more people relate to omg. It’s hard to unlearn aggressive means of self preservation and it hurts to hurt people after you’ve had to experience that hurt and it seems impossible to get over or unlearn those things but you’ll do alright it just needs time and patience and there’s nothing wrong with being angry.
"Bones! I know you're busy and all, but I wanted to let you know that I think you're amazing. I also think that I mightbeinlovewithyou. So yeah! Have a day, Bones!" He takes off after that, face smacking into the wall. "I meant to do that."
McCoy blinked in surprise at Jim, not sure where all this came from. “You’re pretty amazing yourself, Jim.” He replied, not wanting to dodge the compliment; he raised an eyebrow at the hurried speech and took a step closer in concern when Jim walked smack into the wall. “What, Jim, are you okay? Are you sick?”
"Don't be mad, but, I broke your tricorder."
“How?”
"Come on, you need to eat."
Bones raked his fingers through his hair before turning back to the collection of hyposprays in front of him. “I don’t have time for a break right now, Jim. I have to organize the vaccination schedule for the whole ship before the next away mission.”
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“Bones, don’t make me order you. I’m dead serious. You NEED to eat and I’m not about to let my CMO work himself into exhaustion. You understand?” Jim said sternly, hoping the man would listen. He didn’t like having to pull that around his friend but he could see how rattled the doctor was and he didn’t like seeing him so shaken up.
McCoy sighed and turned away from the hypos to face the other man. “Jim-” He started, but he saw his captain’s expression; and to be honest he did feel a little lightheaded. “Fine. Fine, okay I’ll take a break, but I’m not eating dinner until my shift is over. I have too much work to do.”
“Not eating? You’re in no shape to keep up this shift, McCoy.” Jim said sternly, hoping that the doctor would get it through his head. “Someone else can pick up the slack and I’ll make sure everything will be in order. Do I have to make that an order or do I make myself clear?”
“Okay, okay.” He gave in, rubbing at his temple. Any more arguing and he was sure he’d get a migraine; he really did need to get something in his stomach. “No, I’m going. Will you just make sure they get everyone’s vaccine schedule out to them? There’s some sort of flu going around.”
first meeting starters
1: "I think I may have seen you before..."
2: "Hey! Watch it!"
3: "Oh my god are you okay?"
4: "Have we met...?"
5: "Were you at that one party?"
6: "Remember me?"
7: "I know you don't know me but I love your shirt."
8: "Quick, pretend to look like you're talking to me."
9: "Hey, is that your dog?"
10: "Service takes forever here."
11: "Don't mean to sound cliche, but do you come here often?"
12: "I wouldn't sit there if I were you."
13: "This is gonna be a long plane ride."
14: "Can you turn that music down?"
15: "People are trying to sleep!"
16: "I'm your new neighbour."
17: "Is that who I think it is?"
18: "Be quiet!"
19: "Is that your son/daughter?"
20: "I've read about you."
NFSW ANON HOUR
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