#but uhm...

[undeadchestnut]

So, ah, I got all caught up with the Dragon Ball Super manga the other day and 😳

[youdontloveme-yet]

[maureyk]

“In the relationship of love, we have the lover and the beloved. The lover lives the relationship with passion, devotion and romanticism. The beloved simply enjoys being worshiped. I’m not saying being a lover is a bad thing. Don’t get me wrong, please. But do you know what? Lovers suffer a lot, dear.”

[lylethewateraquaticguy]

now i need your opinion on the top 5 brian photos

Who do you think I am? Some kind of nut job with a folder with over 100 photos of Brian in it on my phone??? Is that what you think of me??? Well it’d be true and here are my favourites in order from 1-5:

[livevlarch]

                                            𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐝 ,                                             𝐚𝐧𝐝     𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛   𝐭𝐡𝐞    𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞.                                                                                                                           credit.

[j-ni733]

pose practice nothing weird here >//v//>;;;;;

(i regret nothing)

Part of this

Adrian belongs to @dragonlover1128

There’s

nothing

wrong

with a guy pole dancing

After:

[livevlarch]

@hethief​  said  :   ‘ get some sleep , i’ll keep watch ‘

 tension  settles  into  muscles      —      already  wound  too  tightly  around  bones.  frame  held  together  by  nothing  more  than  spite.  she  will  not  fall.  and  she  WILL  NOT  lose.  whatever  game  the  gods  are  playing ,  she  won’t  be  their  pawn.  but  the  exhaustion  that  had  bleeds  from  her  aura  is  evident.  at  least  so  much  as  to  be  seen  by  careful ,  calculating  eyes.  maybe  the  only  pair  that  knows  her  well  enough  to  see  through  the  bullshit.  the  cracks  where  light  slips  in  and  dare  she  say  it...        she  feels  a  sense  of  vulnerability.      her  mother’s  voice  echoes  in  her  mind ,  like  booming  thunder  that  rattles  against  the  dome.  it  reminds  her  NOT  TO  BE  WEAK.  all  before  cursing  her  for  being  such  a  disappointment.

“  uh...  did  you  forget  last  time  you  kept  watch ?  ”        words ,  that  ought  to  be  thrown  in  his  face  as  if  made  of  acid ,  hold  the  smallest  traces  of  amusement.  following  the  twitch  in  her  lip.  the  curve  of  a  smile  she  doesn’t  allow  to  fully  blossom  onto  her  features.  it’s  locked  in  her  gaze.  green  eyes  brightening  as  eyebrows  lift.        “  i  woke  up  to  you  DROOLING  ON  MY  SHOULDER  and  half  our  stash  gone !  ”        fury  had  burned  through  her  that  night.  a  rage  that  might  have  once  held  power  to  bend  trees  and  break  lesser  men.  but  this  was  the  isle.  she  might  be  enough  to  strike  fear  into  the  hearts  of  her  classmates.  beyond  that...  she  didn’t  have  real  power.        “  why  don’t  you  get  some  sleep ?  besides  —  i’m  not  tired.  ”        if  she  said  it  enough ,  would  she  one  day  believe  it ?