#idk how.

[bell-of-freedom]

my trans awakening was father mulcahy by the way

[i-dlechamsae]

Harry and Byron remind me of Fireheart and Graystripe for some reason

[omegatartt]

I want to write a fic where Trent is doing an investigative piece on Roy and Jamie and their whole weird relationship (because I'm sure people have questions about them physically fighting and openly shit talking each other to the press and then later being seen doing weird shit together outside of working hours all the time) and somehow gets psychosexually involved

[femberri]

A Balenciaga ad.

People in the comments were saying people who are uncomfortable with this are reaching and are the actual perverts here. I don't know, maybe my brain is just fried from all the internet usage, but for some reason it feels weird to see this advertisement, the design, the pose made by a company that is practically known for... Uhm. Unconventional depiction of children.

[heizen]

@irrcverence​ asked:  ‘ who are you? ‘ 

question starters ( accepting ! ! )

  the  villagers  loved  their  gossip  and  folktales  about  what  looms  behind  castle  walls  but  not  one  had  the  courage  to  see  for  themselves.  perhaps  living  in  fear  with  the  swirl  of  mystery  was  how  they  got  through  their  miserable  lives.  that,  along  with  watching  lost  individuals  wander  cluelessly  until  they  found  his  factory  or  seek  warmth  in  his  sister’s  humble  abode.  more  or  less,  those  who  wandered  to  heisenberg’s  factory  should  consider  themselves  lucky  —  wolves  do  enjoy  a  hunt,  the  chase  and  playing  with  their  food  long  enough  to  hear  it  squeal.  he  considers  the  young  girl  who  has  fallen  prey  without  realizing  it a  lost  lamb,  doe  in  the  headlights  of  an  oncoming  truck.

  yet  as  he  stands  behind  her  and  waits  for  her  to  notice  his  presence,  her  focus  never  seems  to  leave  the  mechanical  creation  that’s  partially  complete.  heisen  waits  until  she’s  about  to  touch  the  device  before  allowing  his  sledgehammer  to  drop  onto  the  concrete,  fingers  curled  around  the  hammer’s  hilt  rather  gently.  through  eye  contact,  the  slight  yelp  of  surprise  and  question  flung  out  with  the  threat  of  a  tremble,  the  man  doesn’t  move  an  inch.  then,  his  head  cocks  to  one  side  and  a  slow  grin  tugs  shamelessly  at  the  corners  of  his  mouth.  ❝  i  wonder  if  those  are  the  last  words  a  mouse  says  when  it  finally  notices  the  cat.❞

[namjoonchronicles]

Got myself a girlfriend.

[wolfdogged]

bye im so obsessed with him rn i named him mars hes so cute my litle son my baby

im planning on writing more about him or practicing making comics using him because. I. Am. Crazy.