#dare u

[deadlyr0s3]

people think i’m kidding when i say if i see you commenting on another girl’s post, i will block you

[etoilesfantome]

pre-fracture lumiere/pre-fire paris, who's going out riding horses with verso

[mercxstones]

I think I need the Lord, Jesus, Christ and his saviour x

[wildermouse]

hi pals send me some gayass asks ok

[foryeager]

eren yeager slap me challenge

[omenjpg]

one of these days when im not busy with commissions imma make a bitchin drawing of revenant inspired by this song

[usurperr-aa-blog]

You are not built to last forever but you will certainly outlive your human counterpart. If the detective dies before you, do you plan to seek other companionship? After a respectable amount of time has passed, of course.

          “i–”

          led in the rk unit’s temple wastes no time in flickering crimson at the thought. that’s… that’s not… stress levels threaten to rise at even the thought of what’s being suggested. gavin can’t… processors wouldn’t make sense of the suggestion that ‘the detective’ wouldn’t live for as long as his android companion. of course, richard knows that death comes for everyone at some point or another, there’s always an end. always a day where everything just.. stops. but it didn’t mean it terrified him any less. 

          rk900 hadn’t ever thought on the idea that gavin would.. would die somewhere down the line. that every likelihood suggested that richard would be left alone. without gavin. without anyone. no one else was quite the same. not the same as his partner. as the detective who taught him how to be, well, richard. showed him the more vulnerable side of himself. showed him… gavin couldn’t die. and, while he doesn’t often know or understand his own wants or needs… he doesn’t want him to. rk unit doesn’t want to even consider the idea. couldn’t process it even with seemingly endless computing power ‘gifted’ to him by cyberlife. 

          but, he has a question to answer. he can’t let his stress levels rise as imagination runs away with him. there’s… there’s tears in grey hues when android finally replies, voice steady though small through the confession. “no… no i don’t. not… no one else is… is the same, i suppose. gavin is. too important to me for me to replace him in any regard. so, no.” // biTCH who gave u the RIGHT

[euphanisms]

my phone is about to die quick talk to me about dnp lol