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thornsnvultures · 4 hours
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something abt steve harrington palming a basketball with those massive fucking paws of his,, just holding it out w only one hand? consider my pants creamed
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Brother Gregor never spoke and often spooked the neophytes with his appearance, but he was a gentle soul and a phenomenal cook and knew more ways to prepare a fish than the abbot knew hymns
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thornsnvultures · 5 hours
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really wish that me turning my foot slightly in the wrong direction once didn't leave me with horrible shooting pains in my back and leg. that'd be nice.
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Reno. See you keep your priorities straight. ⸻ Copy that, Boss.
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thornsnvultures · 5 hours
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yeah baby i love BDSM
b - being
d - delivered
s - several
m - money
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thornsnvultures · 5 hours
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Something that will help you cope with your frustration with society is knowing that trends exist on a swing set. Things will always swing one way to the furthest extreme before swinging back to the opposite extreme.
Look at pants. We got them tighter and tighter until they couldn't get any more tight, then swung back to JNKOs, then invented jeggings, and now we're back to baggy pants.
Shoes: Thin stilettos to wide chunky platforms to stilettos to platforms again. Nails. Eyelashes. Hair. As big as you can get them, as crazy as you can, then simple and tiny again, then back to big.
And every once in a while new technology is invented and we have to use it on absolutely everything, even if it's stupid, until we get annoyed with ourselves and cut it out.
Then once decade as a new one comes around we get delusions about Entering A New Age and get funky with it for a bit.
That's it. That's all. We're just going through the cycles.
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thornsnvultures · 5 hours
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newbie fic authors, shooting themselves in the foot: This fic is bad haha I suck at writing lol I am being mean to myself in the hopes that you will be nice to me but actually am dissuading anyone from even clicking on my fic because all I have done to advertise it is tell you why you shouldn't read it
me: I am King Big Dick of Fanfic Mountain and I have arrived in your fandom with the Express Intention of writing my Very Favorite Fics, which I will generously allow you to read. You're welcome.
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thornsnvultures · 5 hours
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Jason's teeth are sharper than most people. Another funky gift from Lazarus Pit. He's not a full-blown Dracula, but there's a noticeable edge to his canines. There were times in throws of battle when Jason tore someone's flesh off with them chompers. Family dinners at Wayne Manor are a little awkward because everyone at the table is trying to have a normal conversation while they pretend like they don't notice the ease with which Jason is carving meat even using a steak knife. His smiles all the more feral, all the more dangerous. All better to sink into his cute girlfriend. Jason would never hurt you, of course, but he likes to put his mouth on you in all the ways possible and he knows you like it too. Whether it's gentle nibbles on your perfect little fingers that happen to appear in his line of vision, or slow, torturous scraping of his canines along the column of your throat to draw out all those delicious whimpers out of you. You lost count of how many panties and bras and stockings he destroyed because he just could not take them off. No, he has to rip them off with his teeth, shredding them in the process. He always promises to buy you new ones as he nuzzles longingly into your warmth. Speaking of bedroom adventures, he likes to take a generous bite of your ass whenever he's feeling really turned on, then is forced to apologize because you can't sit down without wincing and there's a perfect ring of teeth complete with four deep dentures on your buttcheek.
tags: @thinkingofausername, @fir3flytv, @martiniluvr, @ivysangel, @fcthots
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thornsnvultures · 6 hours
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on the 27th day of april, jason peter todd was murdered by the joker.
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thornsnvultures · 7 hours
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Imagine that. You're Aragorn. You're Isildur's heir. You inspire loyalty wherever you go. All who know you love you. Your people will follow you into the gates of hell. You're a deadly and valiant soldier, yet your hands also have magical healing powers. You save Middle Earth and become a great and beloved king.
You're own creator still says you're not good enough for Eowyn
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thornsnvultures · 14 hours
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thornsnvultures · 14 hours
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manic episodes fucking suck. they lull you into this false security that you're doing really well. like I'm getting laundry done, I'm taking care of myself, I have energy to do the little crafts I want to do, to watch the shows/movies I want to watch. and then I'm binging until it hurts to breathe and staying up until 3 am and not getting enough sleep and spending money I shouldn't be spending on said little crafts and it's like why is everything suddenly terrible??? why am I just now noticing I've been like this all week??? because you haven't been paying attention!! all the signs were there but you were so blindsided by feeling good and productive and "normal". because "normal" people feel good and can do basic self care tasks all the time!! and instead of feeling shame for not being "normal" it feels good and you don't realize how you've been harming yourself until you're sick and exhausted and stressed the fuck out a week later. there's no point to any of this I'm just frustrated. I've been dealing with this for so long and it's still so easy to miss/ignore the signs until I feel like absolute garbage
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thornsnvultures · 16 hours
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making friends here like 
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thornsnvultures · 16 hours
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Linecook!Eddie smells amazing. Sweet, but sugary - like honey. You catch a whiff sometimes when you're breezing past him on the line. Old Spice, you'd recognize that smell anywhere, but there's citrus mingling with it. Soap? Laundry detergent? Shampoo? You make a mental note to open the soap bottles the next time you go to the pharmacy.
You'd think Eddie would smell of grease and smoke, considering the amount of time he spends behind the grill or out back smoking a cigarette. It's there, of course - aspects of the combined scents that make him Eddie.
You wish you could bottle it to spray on your pillow at night. All you can do is hope your mind can conjure it up while you close your eyes.
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thornsnvultures · 18 hours
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me @ jq
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thornsnvultures · 18 hours
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i'll never shut up about this.
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