all my tags are so angry now

*lights candle*

Ares, we’re on the cusp of a battle, and millions of people are going to be fighting in it. I have to fight and I am already so tired, but I’m also very, very angry. The fight hasn’t started and I already feel cornered. I need You now, Ares. I will fight as hard as I can, through my fear and in spite of it. Glory to You, who is the most of all warriors. Hail to You, frightful god. I will fight as long as I can, and may it bring You glory.

so back in 2012/2013 ish my friend would watch some of Jack’s videos when I was over, but I didn’t really like his stuff back then (I think I actually used to be weirded out by his name and icon lol). I subscribed anyway bc why the hell not and never unsubscribed. last year I guess I saw something on tumblr about him and I went to his blog (i clearly remember being bombarded w green and seeing 8 mil fanart) and I realized “fuck I remember this dude!”. so I looked at some videos and I was immediately hooked. now about a year later I’m so glad I found him again. the past year has been an extremely bumpy road for me, but bc of Jack, its prob been the best year I can remember despite the awful things. he has managed to make me smile every single time I felt like never feeling happy again and just. this channel and community have changed my life for the better and I’m so damn happy about that.

So congrats on 14 million Jack. And here’s to many more milestones I plan to stick around for <3

serious question here
so the electoral college doesn’t actually vote until december, right? so no one’s technically won anything. as of right now, obama is still the president, no one has technically won yet, and certainly no one has been sworn in yet.
so if trump gets convicted in his trial that’s coming up, and that disqualifies him, what happens then?
does it go to pence? does it go to hillary? do we have a do-over?
furthermore, even if none of that stuff happens, is there any hope that when the electoral college votes that they won’t pick trump at all?

yeah but imagine some dude coming to their apartment all angry and being like “which one of you arseholes is Holmes?????” and john feeling all protective and just being like “uh that’s me, what the fuck do u want” and then a whole case ensues but now everyone is calling him John Holmes and every time someone does it Sherlock just gets this little :o surprise face and so then Sherlock jokingly calls him John Holmes a few times because why would he ever waste an opportunity to pretend they shared a last name and when he does John is like “I WISH U WERENT JOKING”


I warn you beforehand that this is me being irrationally angry at something relatively innocuous, I’m well aware, but I just… need to let it out somewhere.  I’m not tagging this post at all, because I’m sure fans of the character in question are understandably pretty happy right now, and I don’t want to rain on their parade by having my whiny 5-year-old moment showing up on their tag.

So, with that out of the way…

You’ve most likely heard that Kubo is probably back on twitter. The account is not verified, so this could be a hacked account for all we know, but the artwork he’s posted looks a lot like his omakes and the latest posts in particular make me convinced it’s him.

 Because he would:

Look at this face.  Look at this smug fucking face. This is Kubo himself cosplaying as Ma//yuri, btw.


I’m just… SO ANGRY right now, because after shitting on so many characters in the last arc, this fucking troll reopens his twitter account and what’s the FIRST thing he posts? 

Fucking Ma//yuri art.

Out of aaaaaaaaaaaaaaall the characters in his roster, the ones he ignored, the ones he humiliated, the ones he toyed around with like a fucking kid with a magnifying glass messing with ants, he keeps on posting art and photos of FUCKING MA//YURI.

The formerly Chaotic Evil piece of shit who beats up his daughter and blows up his subordinates for the lulz, who got a fucking reprieve from being killed by Ishida because Kubo liked him, who got to TEAM UP with Ishida later on and taunt him, ‘cause what’s funnier than the dude who tortured your grandpa messing you about amirite, who got TONS of screentime compared to far more important characters, who got to survive a QUINCY FUCKING STORYLINE, who got a new daughter to torture and got his fucking happy ending, and in the meantime, HALF THE IMPORTANT CHARACTERS ARE EITHER MISSING OR DEAD AND WE DON’T HEAR A FUCKING PEEP ABOUT THEM BUT WE GET FUCKING MA//YURI COSPLAY.

I’m going to go break some windows now bye

bpd Guilt Guide™

1. know in my brain that other people do in fact care about me
2. feel, in my chest and stomach, like nobody cares about me at all regardless
3. feel ashamed of myself for being so Selfish and Not Appreciating the love and friendship my friends/etc give me
4. Guilt™
5. decide they are all angry at me for being unappreciative and selfish
6. isolate myself to spare them the trouble of dealing with My Selfish Ass™
7. notice friends getting upset that i have gone MIA
8. “oh god they’re even angrier now”
8a. withdraw, dissociate
9. begin to come around and remember that they do care for me
10. repeat steps 1-9


Tagged by @mintykoi

  • Nicknames: Vess, Mother Vestibule(?), Ken, Asshole, art dude, etc 
  • Star sign: Libra
  • Height: short
  • Time right now: 11:22am
  • Last thing you Googled: liber primus

  • Favorite music artist(s): Set It Off, The Main, Starset, Hopsin, Emarosa, Wovenwar, As Lions
  • Last song stuck in my head: Selfish Age - As Lions
  • Last movie: Robin Hood: Men In Tights
  • My fab outfit: Anything that makes me look homeless

  • When did I create this blog: July 2016??
  • The trash I post:  Mistake Messenger, memes, and shitposts
  • Do you get asks regularly:  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
  • Why did you choose your URL?:  Vess is the alias, HS stands for HellSpawn. Literally, that’s it. I might change it, however?

  • Gender:  Caribou
  • Hogwarts house: Ravenclaw
  • Pokemon team: Mystic
  • Favorite color:  Red, black, white, grey, blue, burgundy, etc
  • Dream job: Forensics; crime scene analysis, blood splatter analysis, striations and prints, etc.
  • Number of blankets: 3

  • Followers: 621 too many

  • Tagging: @fromthedeskofelizabeththird, @nerdyginger2307, @k–bear, @saccharineartdump, @vo-dcc, @anandinair and anybody else who would like to! ;v;
He never damn missed

Phil edges Dan to the point that he cries.

Yo yo, this is one of those fics I write and then read back like how did I write this, how could I put my name on this without wanting to take a cold cold shower. Enjoy x

Warnings: at the beginning phil pushes dan against a wall in anger which could seem a lil like domestic abuse but that wasnt my intention but just to warn you muah x . Also choking, rimming, swearing the usual.

Extra tags: edging, Dom!phil, blow job, rim job, toys, angry sex, daddykink

Side note: this is fucking frustrating to read due to the edging like I nearly tore my hair out just writing it so be warned.

The tv shows had now all gone to teleshopping. Phil glanced at the clock, 2:15am. Phil huffed and switched the TV off. He wasn’t going to wait up for Dan now. How dare he stay out this late without so much as a text. But as Phil began to walk out the lounge he heard the key lock in the door. He could tell Dan was trying to be quiet as he was tip toeing up the stairs. Dan turned the corner to be scared out of his bones by Phil. 

“Fuck Phil sorry I didn’t see you, you scared me.” Dan stuttered, still a little blind sided.Phil just sighed.

“It’s 2am Dan. Where the fuck have you been?” Phils voice was stern and gravelly. Phil knew Dan had been out with some university friends but Dan promised to be home by 11.

“Well I kind of lost track of time an my  phone died so…” Dan trailed off looking at the floor like a child in trouble.

“You know my number off by heart you could’ve called me on one of your friends phones.”

“Phil I’m sorry,”

“Fuck off.” Phil spat. It wasn’t like him to get this angry. Phil stormed up the stairs. He could hear Dan following him taking two steps at a time.

“Phil please talk to me I’m so so sorry it won’t happen again.” Dan mumbled. Phil turned around and pushed Dan up against a wall. His breath was hot on dans neck. 

“No it won’t happen again.” Phil kissed dans neck and made him shudder.

“I prom-” Dan was cut off by phils grasp around his neck.

“Don't interrupt me. Be undressed, on my bed in two minutes and don’t even think about touching yourself.” Phil purred. Dan did as he was told, he knows he shouldn’t love Phil in this mood but god he does. Dan scrambled on to Phil’s bed whipping off his clothes as he did. He was already half hard by the time he was ready for Phil. He couldn’t help but Palm himself gently as he awaited his boyfriend. Dans eyes fluttered shut as he imagined all the things Phil was going to do to him. “Tut tut tut,” Phil scolded from the doorway. Dans eyes shot open. “I didn’t really want to do this but since you’re set on being such a disobedient slut I’m going to have to.” Phil said, walking over to Dan. Phil opened the bottom drawer of his bedside table.

“No Phil I won’t touch myself,” Dan blurted out.

“Yeah I know you won’t.” Phil said pinning Dans arms above his head. He bound Dans wrists together with his old school tie. Dan always whined that he hated being tied up, when really it got him going like none other.Phil began kissing down Dans hairless stomach stopping and starting to leave gentle bites. Dan knew he was going to get punished for what he did so he didn’t know why was Phil being so tender? 

“Now I shouldn’t rim you because that’s a treat and you’ve been very very bad.” Phil growled against Dans stomach. Phil shifted Dans thighs apart in a way that made Dans cock twitch. “I will though,” Phil murmured.Phil licked a stripe across Dans hole and gently sucked at it, in a way that made Dan squirm. Dan moaned a little in appreciation. As Phil began to lick inside Dan, Dans moans grew louder. He wanted to grab Phils hair and pull him deeper; he wanted to grab at the sheets; he wanted to bite down on his fist but he was so restricted. 

“Daddy!” Dan groaned, this made Phil Grow harder in his jeans. “Daddy please go deeper,” this earned Dan a sharp slap on his thigh, which only made him choke a moan. Even though Phil expressed he didn’t like being told what to do when he was playing dom, he muffled his ears with Dans thighs and began tongue fucking Dans hole. Dans moans were inconsistent and increasingly loud. His quick breath was stuttering his groans of Phils name. Phil reached up and began stroking Dans cock which made the younger boy buck up from the bed.“Oh daddy I’m close,” Dan stuttered,Phil moaned to spur him on while Dan shamelessly pushed himself further into Phils face. Then as Dan was seconds away from letting go, Phil stopped dead in his tracks and sat up away from Dan.
“Phil! What the fuck?!” Dan blurted out in frustration. He tugged at his restricted wrists forgetting he couldn’t touch himself, he threw his he’s back in frustration as he began to come down. So this was his punishment.
“I’m not done with you.” Phil growled.Once Dan became soft again Phil gently palmed him. Dan was sensitive so this made him squirm. Once Dan was half hard phil put his lips around the top of Dans length. Phil began bobbing down on Dan with his hands wrapped around Dans thighs. This made Dan writhe beneath him. Dans breathing became ragged as he began to hit the back of Phils throat. He was stringing incoherent phrases and moans at the pleasure as he grew closer and closer. Dans palms were sweating and his legs were trembling. The heat in his stomach was more prominent than ever. Phil looked up at Dan, his eyes were rolled to the back of his head; his hair beginning to curl from the humidity of his own sweat; his back arched ever so slightly and his restricted hands tangled together in frustration.
Phil pulled off Dan way before he could finish. He swore he heard Dan whimper as the warmth of Phils mouth left him. Phil just sat and stared at Dan as he came down. Phil palmed himself through his boxers as Dan stared at the ceiling in disbelief. Phil crawled up to Dans wrists and began untying him.
“Please tell me I’m actually allowed to cum tonight?” Dan practically sobbed.

“We’ll see,” Phil purred. Dan sighed in relief, phils ‘we’ll see’ never meant no. Dan sighed as his hands were finally free but he was now completely limp and extremely agitated. 

“I’ll be back in a second, be hard for me when I come back.” Phil asserted.
Dan unenthusiastically began stroking his length. He wasn’t sure if he could keep this up this was killing him. Phil sure knew how to teach a damn lesson.
Dan was half hard when Phil came back in the room. He had some thing hidden behind his back. Phil could almost laugh at Dans state, he was sweating all over, his breathing was uneven, he was pink in the cheeks and he was looking at Phil as if he was angry but really he was just frustrated.
Phil climbed up on the bed and revealed a vibrator from behind his back. Dan knew he was fucked.

“Okay my only rule, if you touch your self you will not cum tonight.” Phil growled. Dan nearly cried out at Phil but they both knew that would not bode well. Phil locked eyes with Dan as he slicked two fingers with lube. It was never hard to stretch Dan as he was stretched so often. He teased at Dans rim and gently pushed a finger in. Then a second, and he began moving them to edge Dan open. The vibrator wasn’t big so he wouldn’t have to be fully stretched. Dan was now fully hard again and had his fist in his mouth so he could bite down on it to stop himself jerking off. Then he heard the vibrator begin to purr. Phil gently pushed it in and hit dans prostate spot on. Phil had mapped out exactly where it was a while ago so he never damn missed. Dan bucked off the bed when it was hit. Phil circled the vibrator on Dans bundle of nerves which caused Dan to near scream. 

“Fuck fuck daddy! FUCK-ah” Dans moans were louder than ever. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he could barely control his mindless grinding on the object inside him. His stomach was pooling and he was practically writhing as it was all too much. Phil notched up the vibrator till it was on full power and Dan was a hot mess. He was grabbing at the sheets, biting down on his knuckles tangling a hand in his own hair. Anything to stop himself touching his cock. “Daddy please! I can’t take it.” Dan cried.The vibrator was sending constant waves of pleasure throughout his whole body and his eyes were clouding over, he was seeing spots he was so far gone. And then phil pulled out the vibrator and left him empty. Dan cried out. He opened his eyes to a blurry vision of Phil, smirking down at him. 

Dans eyes were watering. He couldn’t believe he was pathetic enough to cry in frustration but he couldn’t feel embarrassed. Phil wiped a tear that had rolled down Dans cheek away with his thumb.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” Phil asked gently.Dan nodded frantically, still with a few tears spilling. Phil was quick to lube his cock and Line up with Dan. Dan just nodded to signal Phil as he had no energy for anything else. Phil slipped in slowly before pulling out nearly all the way then slamming back in, causing Dans body to rack the bed. Phil didn’t believe what he heard at first but he was nearly certain he heard Dan sob. Phil was slamming into Dan fast and hard as the bed slammed against the wall. Dans voice was raspy;

“Daddy please please let me cum,” Phil couldn’t say no it wasn’t often Dan begged. he gave him a quick nod and before he knew it Dan was gone. His body shook as he came, it was the first time he’d made Dan scream. The pleasure ran over his whole body and he couldn’t see, his whole body fell limp. Dan didn’t even notice he was still being pounded into, until it stopped as Phil had reached his high and he too fell limp.After a few minutes of silence Dan turned over to Phil.

“I’ll never be late home again, hell I’ll never go out again. Although that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had, never put me through that again.” Dan said with a slight smile on his face.

“That’s alright I forgive you, I can’t believe you cried though.” Phil chuckled.

“I can’t believe you MADE me cry.” Dan pushed Phil gently on the shoulder. Phil just smiled in response as Dan crawled onto Phils chest and fell asleep.

legendtastic  asked:

Okay I got one but idk if it was said before but what made u decide loving jotaro?

/cracks neck
here we go lads now we’re talking

I originally got into the show off the back of hearing Sono Chi No Sadame at a Halloween Party and was thoroughly a Phantom Blood girl- I was all about that Jonathan and Dio life- this is in November 2015 remember. So I’m scrolling through the tag and I’m like seeing some really nice art of a sleeping boy ‘oh, who’s this?’ because my ass didn’t realise that Jonathan died and the story progresses ‘he looks really angry- wait, is that a gif of him calling that lady a bitch? ugh’- I later learned that his name was Jotaro Kujo, the 3rd jojo in the series.
And then my friend, who was already into the series, was like ‘Jess, you’ll like him- he’s just your type, emo’ and I was like nah lmao she just called his mom a bitch- I’m not about that life.

And then I was on youtube and was watching the op’s 1-4, because that’s was all we had back in the olden days, and he looked so fucking cool? and Stand Proud/Sono Chi No Kioku were like really selling the angst and dynamic of the part so when I actually got to watch and read it, I straight up just fell straight for him and quickly fell into the later parts too. I liked the fact that he was such a complex character but still had certain mannerisms of a typical shounen protagonist- he had his faults too; he was brash, rude, seemingly the frequent the victim of social insensitivity or misunderstanding and often violent. But he also had redemption if you want to call it that; he loves his family and wants to keep them safe, he /does/ care about people he feels responsible for, he has a keen sense of overall justice, and wouldn’t think twice about putting his life on the line for someone he loves. He also has his struggles but I won’t delve into them.

It annoys me so much when Jotaro is ruled down to be the ‘emotionless’ character of the series like, really, Jotaro has been known to make a /few/ jokes, smiles more than Johnny and has the same sort of introductory personality of blunt/calculating as Giorno did. I feel like I never get to write Jotaro the way that I want to because I either put too much character analysis in or make him too cold or blunt, which isn’t a Jotaro that people want to read. 

Honestly did you guys know that I love Jotaro Kujo

semi-disastrous coffee shop aus
  • “I’m the new guy and you’re my co-worker and this customer just ordered the most ridiculously complicated drink but I’m too scared to ask you for help” AU
  • “I get your order wrong every time you come in so now you just accept it and hey! you actually like what I make you?” AU
  • “I’m the manger and you’re an angry customer but you’re also kind of gorgeous so you can have your drink for free now and forever” AU 
  • “We ordered the same drink and there’s no name on the cup how do we play this?” AU
  • “I’m a paying customer and you just made me the worst coffee I’ve ever tasted but you’re cute so I’ll let it slide” AU
  • “Hey my ex just walked in and I noticed you’re alone can I sit with you so I don’t look sad and lonely?” AU
  • “Our hands touched when you handed me my cup what are we?” AU
  • “I tripped and knocked your coffee out of your hand let me get you another one and maybe dinner later?” AU
  • “It’s really busy and I accidentally fell into your lap and spilt coffee down your white shirt do you want me to pay for dry cleaning?” AU
  • “I meant to write my number on that lady’s cup but I wrote it on yours instead look at this happy accident” AU 
  • “I’m literally coffee illiterate can you just make me something you like?” AU
  • “I threw a croissant at my dick of a best friend and it accidentally hit you in the face I’m really sorry?” AU
  • “The coffee machine stopped working and you’re cramming for finals please don’t cry” AU
  • “I’m sorry I completely forgot your order I was too busy starting at you you’re really hot” AU 
  • “You’ve had six coffees in a row and you won’t stop yelling at your laptop are you okay?”
  • “I make coffee cup art and I drew you yesterday I’m sorry did I make this weird you’re just really cute okay?” AU
  • “Your friend’s been in labour for twelve hours and it’s your turn to do the coffee run but you look exhausted do you need a ride back to the hospital?” AU
  • “It’s time to close up but you fell asleep at your table and you look really cute when you dream so I don’t want to move you” AU 
  • “You just jumped over the counter and hid from a strange man carrying a pair of handcuffs are you a criminal I’m not harbouring your fugitive ass in my coffee shop” AU

1. a fresh bruise may actually be reddish

I have never seen you that angry.
don’t touch me. in the coldest voice
you’ve ever spoken with,
accusing all of my friends of
a conspiracy that didn’t exist,
you overestimate my ability to open up.
flowers only bloom when watered.
“you will never find anyone
as good as me.” because you know
all my weak spots
better than anyone else,
you take the knife I’ve used against
myself so many times,
reopen every wound I’ve tried to heal.
I can’t lie, it was reassuring
to realize that you could be angry,
even if you apologize immediately,
even if you cry.
I know which things you weren’t taking back.

2. it will then turn blue or dark purple

I know it wasn’t actually raining
but it feels like it should have been,
even though it rained the first time
we had to talk. But in a bookstore,
pleading for things you do not want,
I do not want, reaching out to
touch a reflection of an idea of a dream.
but I still can’t remove myself
completely from my actions,
and I know, I know, I don’t know.
why cannot be the question,
there are only ever love songs playing
on the radio.
you pull over and I try
to run away from emotions again,
I cannot be the one hurting.
looking at the clouds and thinking,
oh, god, I am sorry.
we turned the radio off,
complete silence until you’re ready.
when is ready?
I cannot be the one.

3. then yellow or green as it heals

I don’t know if green is still your favorite color,
two months is longer than most
realize. the scales tipped in my favor,
a scorpion stung me, an
arrow shot through my whole
entire being. I see the future in my
dreams and have so much to say
to you. still? still? still? such silence
as cannot be crossed,
I do not know how long one waits
before it is no longer considered
insult to injury. thirty cans of pineapple
should cover it, but twice that,
and I am still hiding everything
I want to scream about. I know you
stopped looking, following, caring? my
roommate says you search
for me through her eyes. funny,
we rarely cross paths anymore.
stop trying to erase me? meet me,
somewhere bruises don’t turn jealous colors,
I cannot be sorry for being happy.

—  healing? by maeve white

I accidentally fell asleep, woke up now feeling grumpy bc accidentally falling asleep is annoying, and the first thing I see on my dash is a post about how “Blackbright shippers should stop” bc “it’s an awful ship” and the gist of it is that ppl who think Simon would have fallen for Bobby are stupid anyway?

Like, I’m *so close* to writing angry meta? (And wow, that sounds so silly, I feel like a real millennial, lmao.)

First of all, maybe get out of the fucking ship tag? You don’t ship tag your hate, that’s just common courtesy. I’m following this tag so I can look at cute fanart of them kissing, not to be told that I’m an awful person.

I’m not an awful person for shipping Blackbright. I’m an awful person for shipping Phantomquill.

And God forbid people making up AUs or alter canon so they can ship it - in a healthy way, might I add. God forbid people being happy about a ship you don’t like.
I think Cykes//quill (that’s how you do that) is awful, I absolutely dislike Naru//mayo, but seriously, if others ship it, I just let them do it.



i owe the following starters:
@ofskies @forzia @wisdomkept @mdrn @rcvali

i owe the following replies:
@milkmxid (ganondorf being irrationally angry)
@athanattos (old soul vs old soul)
@centuryslept (link is gonna THROW. DOWN.)

my inbox is empty of anything right now, so i don’t need to worry about that!
i still need to make some more icons, but i’m not going to worry about that.
for the time being, i will be working on all of these, & plopping them straight into the queue, which will run while i am either working… or being lazy.

yeah okay. if anyone whos reblogging that fucking demisexuality post cares to check my blog: i dont want that being reblogged anymore. i specifically said not to add any rude comments to it, but it doesnt matter anymore

yes, i didnt read the post. i know i should’ve before making the post. i understand what i did wrong and if you all could delete the post, it would make me feel a lot safer. i was just so angry over someone who was demisexual and aroace that i just lumped everyone together into one pile. i apologize greatly.

now, if anyone wants to have a civil conversation with me, i’d be happy to defend my case. or not. whatever makes you happy. i just do not want anyone reblogging that post anymore.

because i deleted it off my own blog and cant see notifications for it unless they’re i click on them. otherwise it disappears. i will be tagging everyone who’s reblogged it so they can see. again, i apologize.

@discoursegrips @thedeliaishere @bihets @luckybrat @fumbledeegrumble @bibyediscourse @aphobic-gladion @enbyl @discoursetomoe

when in the middle of tagging you notice that you misspelled a word and you can't change it without deleting all of the other tags first

so that anon just now made me think of all the the times I’ve called Kane a cinnamon roll so I went through my kabby tags and like…

Things I Have Called Marcus Kane:

  • Marcus ‘Heart Eyes’ Kane
  • snarky rebellious cinnamon roll
  • beardy idealistic cinnamon roll
  • fluffy haired nerd
  • ridiculous besotted goof
  • ruggedly handsome ball of self esteem issues

Things I Have Called Abby Griffin:

  • beautiful rebellious sunflower
  • precious angry gf
  • tiny angry wife
  • tiny nugget of incandescent beauty
  • gorgeous scruffy lion haired space goddess

You know who’s beautiful and tiny? Andrew Minyard. He is my tiny angry gay baby and i will protect him with my life even though i am pathetic and he is perfectly capable of defending himself. Who’s with me?

so i’ve been meaning to make this follow forever for a while now, and since i hit 1k a couple of weeks ago, i was encouraged to finally do it. i apologize for the horrible set up. im on mobile because my laptop is acting up. so…… i love all of you guys and thank you for being amazing!! (i went to tag some of you guys and it wouldn’t let me tag you so if i forgot you don’t be angry)


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