aliumfungus:

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murderbot and its drones

lurking

👀🤖💥

estrixart:

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mysecretlittletmblr:

motherfucker-somewhat-limited:

tiktoks with vine energy pt. 8

You gotta watch this one the whole way through.

cookeolivia:

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The king has got a crown again.

Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003)

weezlbot:
“forheksed:
“ I have no idea what timeline is this, afterlife au, boromir lives au, I don’t care, I’ve read a bunch of fics lately and have 💕feelings💕 about Boromir having hopeless crush on Aragorn, sorry
”
He rests, and breathes in the...
weezlbot:
“forheksed:
“ I have no idea what timeline is this, afterlife au, boromir lives au, I don’t care, I’ve read a bunch of fics lately and have 💕feelings💕 about Boromir having hopeless crush on Aragorn, sorry
”
He rests, and breathes in the...

weezlbot:

forheksed:

I have no idea what timeline is this, afterlife au, boromir lives au, I don’t care, I’ve read a bunch of fics lately and have 💕feelings💕 about Boromir having hopeless crush on Aragorn, sorry

He rests, and breathes in the sharp scent of the forest that adorns the body pressed against him. 

His legs ache. His body aches. His heart and soul ache. He feels willowy as a thin reed, whipping and breaking in strong winds. Yet the sturdy arms around him keep him on his feet, somehow, despite the crushing forces that threaten to spill him over the floor. 

“My King.” His voice is a desperate prayer. He squeezes Aragorn closer, tears threatening to fall into kingly garments. 

“Faithful steward,” Aragorn affirms. His sturdy hand rubs circles into Boromir’s back, his other thumb traces through Boromir’s hair. “My brother, my steward.”

Boromir closes his eyes against the pain and nuzzles in.

kaidenchii:

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I miss them so muchh

i-am-loki-locked:

dajo42:

proposed new holiday: valoween. combination valentines and halloween. take a monster on a date

Guillermo Del Toro we know that’s you

everythingfox:

He is browsing the shops for christmas goods

evilwizard:

were–ralph:

Tumblr is unique bc like. It’s collaborative shitposting and you can’t opt in or out. You can just say something about your day then an evil wizard shows up to turn your post into something humorous

Every other site is just one and done, but here a post is a welcome mat to be funnier than you

yeah or sometimes you’ll see a post that hacks into your brain and forever rewrites your instinctual reaction to seeing a pineapple explode

dismoondart:

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This feels so gross… this feels good