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although weirdly enough out of all the people i can remember pete interacting with in the show, as far as i can tell, hes only taller than sonny and daniela,, which is weird to think about, he just seems really tall because he literally only stands by tiny tiny sonny

even so! he’s the perfect height,,

the perfect height difference for hugs and forehead kisses,, how lucky we all are

Reasons I am the Demogorgon

- No one likes me
- Ugly
- would let Steve Harrington hit me with a bat
- makes weird noises a lot

That man was once a king,
Until he lost everything.

                “THEY’RE ALL FUCKING walkers, OKAY?”

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                                                        written by jay;
                                        human fc: AMANDLA STENBERG
 est. jan 08, 2016


bangtan pokemon au! 



hey guys im saving up for my legal name change and id like to get it done before school starts next year so im selling acrylic animal portraits for $10-$15 depending on complexity. reblogs are greatly appreciated, thank u guys!

I REACHED 500 😳🥂🍰

Art by cherryandsisters

Well, this will go down in history as thE UGLIEST BANNER ON THE PLANET JNFAKJN ANyways so this year (2016 in case u forgot tho I wouldn’t blame u) was def a very interesting year. Lots of shit went down; overall chaos took place. But on the tumblr side of things, I had a really amazing year getting to know a bunch of talented, fantastic ppl!! I became apart of a fandom that is so generous and hardworking. Even though there are a few clashes of opinions between us, we all aim to make this a loving, caring community of bloggers. I’ve been blessed to have gotten to see so many ppl grow, and I wanted to make an appreciation post bc u are all so important in my lives <3 (under the cut bc it got so long rip)

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I think of you as I walk down a side street two hours away, constantly looking over my shoulder searching for your familiar face. I wonder if you think about me when you are walking, reminded of me as you avoid potholes and the way I’d beg for you to fall into it but by now you have learned to step around me to avoid getting hurt. I think about you at 3:41am as I struggle to open the new door to my house, realizing my hands may be as shaky as you had noticed. I think about you as I kick my shoes off just like you did in my head, getting comfortable and knowing all of the corners of my brain that I got stuck in. I think about you as relief overcomes my aching body as I fall into bed, a similar feeling to the one I got when my brain would register the thought that you were in my reach. I think of you at 4:09am as I roll over to the other side of the cold bed when both sides of the pillow have gotten warm. You occupy so much space in my brain I don't have room for anything else. I think of you as I leave the house at 5:27am to go to the lake where I realize dedication is found in the waves that always come crashing back to the shore. but you are not coming back, you are not coming back. I briefly close my eyes, deciding its much easier to call it a night than call the person you really want to talk to.
—  i will look and look but you won’t be there, you wont be there /T.P.R/

Damned by Meowmers

“That’s what I like about you,” He told her, his fingers pressed against her pulse, “You don’t believe in fairytales,” His thumb traced the curve of her jaw and she watched his eyes flash red for a single, dream-like moment, “Do you believe in nightmares?” Tomione.

(props to @nauticalparamour for the prompt, she is my muse)