get banged

all i’m saying is that brooklyn nine nine better get at least 15 seasons 

  • Non-kpop fan: I don't understand why you're so obsessed with Korean music???? You probably don't even know what they're saying so what's the point in listening to it???
  • Non-kpop fan: *proceeds to listen to Despacito on repeat without understanding a word of Spanish*
post-emoji movie Trauma

WARNING: the following text contains spoilers and can be considered disturbing to some readers. especially my brain, because it’s leaking out my ears after typing this.

This is the first movie ever I’ve gone to see on opening night. And let me just say that, for the record, I’m glad I went to watch with friends. Without them, I would have most likely calmly exited the room, climbed up to the roof, and dived straight off.

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I honestly don’t understand how y'all have time to hate on other groups.

Like I barely have enough time to keep up with the groups I stan let alone fine extra time and go out of my way to hate on a group that I don’t even like.


very lazy portraits of some of my favorite companions so far

My RBB piece featuring old men in love, glowing claws, and an affectionate reaplet
My buddy, @segadores-y-soldados , wrote a gorgeous story (I’m still crying over it as I type these words) involving all 3 of those things and sooooo much more. (But seriously, I was totally tearing up while I was reading it, for more reasons than one. The person sitting next to me on the plane wasn’t prepared)
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It’s so good! Leave him lots of love for all his hard work! 🙏🙏🙏

Steve: I didn’t tell you about your parents, because you’d hate Bucky even though he was brainwashed and had no say. He’s my friend, you know I have to protect him.

Tony: I’m sorry. I know you’re speaking, I see your lips moving, but I can’t understand because I don’t speak Little Bitch.

[Suddenly Bucky walks out of Tony’s room with dripping wet hair and a towel around his waist]

Bucky: Hey babe, where’s- … 



Bucky: *creeps away and shuts the door*