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✉️ imessage ⇾ olive & shepard
olive: i am free to fight anytime? i will drop anything to fight
olive: it sounds so much less appealing coming from u
olive: I AM THE LEAST FAKE
olive: 25/8 dont forget
shepard: prove it
shepard: damn ... u just rly cant be pleased huh?
shepard: that sounds exactly like what someone who is super fake would say hmm
( jonas. )
two long days of cramming for an exam was enough to make jonas stir crazy. he’d been surviving on the cliche college essentials ; ramen noodles and coffee, but he craved an actual human interaction rather than a five star meal. so when there was an unexpected knock on his door, the male couldn’t contain his excitement for the distraction. one that should of came many hours EARLIER. tossing his book to the side, jonas combed his digits through his hair and approached the wooden door, opening it with a pleased grin plastered on his features. “ — oh, it’s you. thank god. save me from this hell i like to call studying. i need a break and you’re just the right person for the job.”
first and foremost, jonas was his best friend. more like a brother even. so, while carter’s intentions at usc weren’t exactly pleasant, he still craved the comfort he had always felt around the other. that was why he found himself standing outside jonas’ door with his fist raised and knocking against the barrier separating them. he didn’t even know if the other boy was home, but it was worth a shot. when it opened and his almost excited grin reached carter’s eyes, he couldn’t help but mimic the action. “just call me your knight in shining armor.” he commented teasingly. “let’s go grab a bite, get you out of this cramped shithole.” he offered, motioning his head in a way that silently indicated for jonas to follow him.
( abigail. )
the day was going by too quickly for abigail to handle; one of the many reasons why she hated sitting in class all day was the fact that the sun was already down by the time she got out of her classroom. she stared out the window, daydreaming about being anywhere else but here — when she snapped back to reality, she realized she had missed a portion of the lecture that she needed to answer the questions the class was working on. abigail leaned over to the person sitting next to her, her lips forming the most charming smile she could give as she spoke to them, “ could you help me ? i wasn’t exactly paying attention because i thought professor dull was going to bore me to death .. literally. ”
to an outsider, it would seem a little psychotic the game that he was playing but he made sure that he, at least, shared one class with abigail. he wanted to really dig up some shit on her then expose her ass to jonas all at once. in a sense, he wanted her to be as miserable as him. he wanted her to lose everything. he didn’t think she was aware that he was there, especially since he had slipped in with a crowd, and the class was filled to the brim with students. hell, he couldn’t even concentrate on the lecture because all he had eyes for was the brunette a few rows down. god, she didn’t even know what kind of HELL he was gonna bring down on her and, that alone, made him smile. his light eyes followed her movements as she leaned to her right to talk to the person next to her and he instinctively inclined forward in order to pick up the conversation.
gripping his pen in hand, he quickly scribbled down a note ( tell the girl next to you to switch seats with me and i’ll help you ) before ripping the paper from its confines and wadding it up. zoning in on abigail’s position, he channeled his inner basketball star and tossed the message right onto the long table in which she was seated at.
( roselyn. )
roselyn noticed the boys gaze, and she wouldn’t DENY the fact she enjoyed his attention. he was attractive, he had one of those faces you just knew was beautiful from miles away. “take a picture, it will last l o n g e r.” she teased, placing her hands on her hips. “the girl who likes to have her options open, that’s who. – hmm, i don’t know, you gotta impress me a bit more before i’ll even think ‘bout letting you get your hands on me.” with the corners of her pink lips still curled upwards, it was evident she was intrigued. “don’t i know you from somewhere?”
“and what would i need a picture for?” he questioned, albeit playfully, and not exactly meant to be answered. “i’m confident enough to know that i’ll be seeing you again after this.” he stated with the slightest raise of his right brow. “don’t flatter yourself, sweetheart.” he stopped her, holding his hand up and waving off the notion. “i only said i could SHOW you a way better time, i didn’t exactly let on what that would entail. don’t get ahead of yourself.” he teased. of course, if their night led to something along that line then he wouldn’t deny it. he would fully embrace it actually. “mm, i dunno. maybe.” he shrugged before sticking his hand out for her to shake. “i’m carter.” he introduced. sure, he had just transferred but, his ego only encouraged him with the fact that she still might know who he is.
“and what can i call you?” he asked. “besides, beautiful, of course.” he winked. he was pulling out all of the stops, but only because he suspected she liked it.
✉️ imessage ⇾ olive & shepard
olive: what exactly are u calling bullshit on? that ur my hunny bun?
olive: as long as u don't hit the money maker i'll fuck u UP
olive: sounds fake
shepard: no ... that ur free at any time to fight!!
shepard: i can totally be ur hunny bun :))
shepard: ur one to talk abt "sounds fake" yikes!!
shepard: cash me ousside howbow dah
✉️ imessage ⇾ olive & shepard
olive: come on hunny bun
olive: come @ me b? i'm available 25/8
olive: fine LEAVE admit ur defeat
shepard: i call bullshit on that!!
shepard: if u wanna go then lets go i aint afraid to throw hands
shepard: its not defeat ... im just a busy bee :))
( roselyn. )
the blonde’s eyes were focused ahead as she w a l k e d. she had a certain toughness in her step, even though her soft body was adorned with a loose black dress ( that still managed to show off her curves ). “hey-” she called out, smirk evident as ROSELYN stopped the first person she happened to make eye contact with. “you don’t happen to know if there’s a BETTER party going on tonight instead of the lame attempt at delta who gives a shit kapa, do ya? i could really use a good night before i’m stuck studying all day tomorrow.”
with quickly dilating pupils, carter slowly dragged his gaze from the girl’s blonde locks all the way down her figure until finally stopping on the shoes that adorned her feet. he was most definitely checking her out as she approached and he wasn’t exactly trying to be slick about it either. the girls at usc were about a million times more attractive than those at the college he had recently transferred from. and thank god for that. when she approached, he rose his eyes to meet hers and smiled as he readjusted his seated position on the railing outside the entrance of the university. “who says you need a party for a good night?” he quirked a brow, closing the book rested atop his thigh in one swift motion. “truth be told,” he started as he finally stood to his full height, “college parties aren’t all that great anyway. i can show you a WAY better time.”
( devin. )
“exactly! like, i don’t have a problem with them doing their thing outside – they can make their webs and have their little spider families as long as they do it a reasonable distance away from me. getting all up on my arm? too close. you could be the next peter parker, and i wouldn’t know the difference. the weird fact that i always heard is that spiders will lay eggs inside your ears or mouth when you’re asleep. i think my sister told me that one. she could have totally been trying to fuck with me, though.”
“i’m so glad that there’s someone else that can truly relate to me on this. what a bonding experience. i just don’t know why they have to come INSIDE. why can’t they stay where they’re meant to be? they spend the majority of their days out there anyway so...what’s the big deal? i guess, technically, that could also mean that you’re the next peter parker. so, what is the truth?! um, excuse me? lay EGGS inside your ears and mouth? oh...hell no! i definitely don’t fuck with that either. why would they do that? that’s honestly just rude. okay, true, she could’ve just been fucking with you but...she also could’ve been tryin’ to save your life. again, here we are, unknowing of what the truth is. what a vicious cycle.”
✉️ imessage ⇾ olive & shepard
olive:
olive: if he didnt want to be an orphan he should have just used the time turner to tell professor trelawney to not make the prophecy? #fakefan
olive: pt.2 of why they should have used the time turner to make professor trelawney fuck off: VOLDEMORT ONLY TORTURED THEM BC THERE WAS A CHANCE NEVILLE COULD HAVE BEEN THE CHOSEN ONE TOO!!!
olive: professor trelawney effect
shepard: i dont like where this conversation is headed
shepard: u wanna fight abt harry potter?? meet me in diagon alley then ... i betchu wont!!
shepard: im ... exhausted
shepard: i suddenly g2g do smth else bYE
✉️ imessage ⇾ olive & shepard
olive: i didnt feel bad i just thought u were a bit slow
olive: sounds like a personal problem harry himself gotta deal w?
olive: i think about neville
olive: why couldnt they have just left the longbottoms out of it my baby deserved the WORLD
shepard: again ... thx :/
shepard: what?! how is that a personal problem that harrys gotta deal w/?? he didnt ask voldy to slaughter his parents
shepard: maybe if voldemort wasnt such an asshole then the longbottoms wouldve been fine
shepard: butterfly effect yk
✉️ imessage ⇾ olive & shepard
olive: it was a joke hun
olive: if he was a good guy then who would have killed harry's parents
olive: WE WOULDNT HAVE HP IF HE WAS A GOOD SNAKE MAN!!!
shepard: ik i just wanted u to feel bad :)
shepard: but harrys parents would be alive & he wouldnt be plagued w/ all this shit
shepard: sometimes u gotta think abt others
✉️ imessage ⇾ olive & shepard
olive: ur not inquisitive enough not my fault u just ACCEPT what the media spoon feeds u!
olive: why cant he be power hungry and hot
shepard: ... thx :/
shepard: or he could just be a good guy lol what a concept
shepard: or a good snake man in his case
✉️ imessage ⇾ olive & shepard
olive: do u ever just think about how hot lord voldemort was before he became lord voldemort
olive: why would he transfigure himself into snake man
olive: i deserve better
shepard: not particularly lol
shepard: well ... he was crazy so thats probably enough reason
He did not need much, wanted very little. A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cosy bed, and to love and be loved in return.
Starra Neely Blade