#hesurvived

[igantsketches]

Fun fact:I will karate chop anyone in the throat that has the nerve to talk to me about work after 6pm today. A. N. Y. O. N. E. #throatpunch #hesurvived #prideweekend #newyork #overit #dontaskdonttell #hiyaaaaa #beard #tattoo #owl #bat #getawayfromme #butsayhiifweseeeachother #buildabear #rawr

[jobikilled-a]

@hesurvived || Throws at You

“Do you always try to kill people who interrupt your beauty sleep?” 

[pleadthechip-blog]

@hesurvived / @yujkeryon

jasper smiles down at the other boy as he prepares food for both of them. it’s not much, but it’s what they’ve got up in space. jasper never liked cooking much until he started cooking for other people. “do you want two helpings to begin with? or just one?”

[thegravecult]

We saw #scarsonbroadway last night 🤟🏽 Then a drunk guy offered to take this photo, i said no and proceeded to fall down a flight of stairs 😎 #hesurvived (at The Wiltern) https://www.instagram.com/p/Buzf96cgtTq/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1kk6p5ksp3s7h

[incurableoptimistest1994]

So The Boyfriend’s survived Christmas: Part One with The Davies Clan 😂🎄! #hesurvived #firstchristmaswithmyfamily #firstchristmaswithmylove #itschristmasbitches #merrychristmas🎄 (at Llansamlet) https://www.instagram.com/p/BprZLtjHBB6/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=yd9tm2aqhrfi

[thenecromancress]

Conan O'Brien has no idea how lucky he is in this image. #hesurvived @bwecht @ninjasexparty @twrpband @teamcoco https://www.instagram.com/p/Bn4seRTBHSp/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1hljrt4viq3j9

[ngititayokaibigan]

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Training Pongo to stay in bed ❤🐩 #PongoMaltese #HeSurvived

[komwamplei-blog]

"I'm worried about you." (from Costia I'm too lazy to login there)

‘ways to say i love you meme’ || accepting

all she can see around her is darkness. it’s surrounding her face as she lets her head rest in the palm of her hands, rubbing quickly over her features before letting her hands drop to grip the edge of the bed she’s sitting on. i’m worried about you. a long sigh pulls itself from her lungs at the words because she knows why costia is worried, understands that she’s slept too little, traveled too much, tired her body until there’s a near constant ache in her limbs and a permanent set of her jaw in place. lexa knows costia can see it in the way she holds herself, the way she only lets her shoulders fall a fraction when she’s alone, the way she loses the exterior of the commander and replaces it with the demeanor of herself, of lexa. she only lets it show in the quiet confines of her room or when she’s alone in the forest with costia. no one else can see it, can see that she’s just as much lexa as she is commander. “ you worry for nothing, kostia. ” her words are quiet as she speaks, voice even, still in the tone she uses among her people to address them or to command them. it feels almost wrong to use the same tone with costia, the only person who knows her as she is. but the worry costia has for her is useless, pointless. it won’t change her work, won’t change her fight to unite the clans into one. it’s her duty, her responsibility, and she won’t stop until she’s achieved it.