#rifuckingp

[4kadhd]

something told me not to click on it and what do id o???? I fukkin click on th edamn thing thinking oh this cant be that bad

no it was that bad and now i have to bleach my eyeballs

thankie kindly friendorooni

[khozmoh1]

brooo where are my ship tags

[kryptnclnd]

❛ You fuck with the bull, you get an ass full of horns! ❜

SHAMELESS SENTENCE STARTERS↳↳ accepting ( @kidfaded )

         “ why  do  i  get  the  feeling  that  you  know  that  from  experience ? ”  conner asked, he flashed a sharp grin that tugged at the corners of his lips despite the circumstances of their current predicament -- that being conner pulling kid flash up after getting tossed back by a strong tornado of focused air. the training session was going well, in conner’s own opinion, at the very least they had managed to remain upright and fighting a lot longer than they had previously when going up against red tornado’s strong command over the winds.

conner slapped wally on the back hard -- casual physical contact was still new to him but he liked to think that he was getting the hang of it -- and glanced back at where robin and artemis were assaulting red tornado in an assortment of long range attacks.  “  maneuver  fifty - three ? ”

[psychotickol-a]

Jon Snow, Daenerys Targaryen, Cersei Lannister

FUCK, MARRY, KILL MEME↳↳ accepting ( anonymous )

                “  i  am  not  in  the  least  bit  interested  in  any  of  these  people.  ”  kol admitted dryly and not without some reproach.  “  fuck  jon  snow  because  .  .  .  well  he’s  the  most  appealing  out  of  these  three.  marry  daenerys  because  she  has  dragons  and  kill  cersei.  at  least  when  jon  and  daenerys  hooked  up  they  didn’t  know  that  they  were  related.  ”

[geneticasseta]

‘ don’t you have any better tricks? ’

KOL MIKAELSON SENTENCE STARTERS↳↳ accepting ( @unworthyheart )

              “  quit  while  you’re  ahead,  grant.  ”  somewhere along the line, his name had begun to sound more like something sweet trapped behind her teeth. it had only really become noticeable to her over the last handful of days, noticing that she seemed to be one of the few whom referred to him as such rather than his surname. it had made her giddy at first, a short thrill of being invited into such a small group, then had come the paranoia. the panic that perhaps she was getting too close, that the lines between work and pleasure were blurring together, that she might be growing ATTACHED. it wasn’t unexpected, such a long undercover job was bound to come with its fair share of complications and manticore had ways of rectifying unwanted emotional attachments but 936 had no interest in being pulled from her mission to be thrown into PSY-OPS for six weeks.

so she had taken the part of her brain that was so concerned and pushed it into the furthest reaches of her mind, telling herself that it was all kerra mason. part of the act. but the act wasn’t what made her step in close, it wasn’t what made her tip her chin back so that she could stare up into his eyes -- no, that was all her. wanting to make him squirm a bit, wanting to get close. she brushed lint off his shoulder with the back of her fingers and smiled.

         “  you  couldn’t  handle  it.  ”

[melodramaticmatter]

¿but how do you i cut the toxic energy out my life when I am the toxic energy? 🤷‍♀️👀

[scumnoise]

anyway, diarrhea planet is splitting up and i’m bummed

[lolitapop09]

I’m so happy about this picture of me and @pharoharo. We were eulogizing Mark E. Smith. #oldfarts #markesmith #thefall #rifuckingp #yourargumentisinvalid #missedyou (at The Dead Poet)