“I don’t care about dumb weed jokes,” I said naively, before I saw this

well then you might not like me … and that’s fine by me.

reblog this if you are a canon divergent portrayal out of pure fucking saltiness towards the canon

Smut Starters | M/M | NSFW

roleplaymemesmusings:

Fun Fact:

Do you want to watch your YT video while on being different applications or tab? Try this. This will put a stop to those split window viewing days.

Right click twice on the video and select [Picture in picture]. It should bring a popup page of the video that you can move around and rescale. The video stays up when on another application.

It should look like this:

and also this:

Enjoy.

Omg this is the coolest thing.

It even works on mac what the heck

THIS WORKS WTF WHY IS THIS SO HARD TO DO

reblog this if you are a canon divergent portrayal out of pure fucking saltiness towards the canon

Keep singing.. 🎶🎶🎶

    I’ll 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵                or be 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝘂𝘁 alive

Reblog this if you’re okay with people sending unexpected IC asks to your muse at any time! No meme prompts needed!

another flirty/nsfw sentence meme .

  ( since we all have different tastes ! )

weveallgotjobs‌:

              Life was entirely to short to beat around the bush. Not many things have changed about him since before the out break up until now. Perhaps the biggest difference was he’s stronger now. He’s able to do things he wouldn’t have been able to do back then. Per-say , handing out strict punishments when they were needed. It was the way things had to be now a days - otherwise there was nothing but chaos and chaos always lead to a whole lot of people dying when they didn’t need to. He’s seen enough death to where it’s not something  he wants to do , that’s why this place was here , for him to save people - but some times people couldn’t be saved and sometimes they deserved the death they rightfully had dealt to them.

              “ You’ll have to excuse my men , some times they forget how to treat a lady. “ He remarks with a grin before using his index finger to motion Beth to follow him. “ Normally when someone is working for points they stay down in lock up , but like I said ,  you’re a lady and I don’t think the dark would suit you much. “ He whistles for a moment as he leads her down the long hallway and up a set of stairs. He stops in front of a door , a room he knows isn’t being currently used. Reaching out he grabs the knob on the door and pushes it open. “ For now you’ll be staying in here. A nice bed to sleep in. Clean clothes in the closet .. I’m just about pretty damn sure will fit you .. and the plus to it all … hot running water at your convenience. “ He steps to the side to let her walk inside and take a look around.

Beth follows him, wondering if he’s this generous with all the women they bring in, if he saves them all from the dark, or if he’ll want something in return for it. While he did say that no one would put an untoward hand on her, that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t make her a proposition, and that this was meant to win her over, her trust. She hates that this is the kind of world now where people can’t do something nice for another without worrying about their reasoning behind it, hates that she’s become so jaded, but she’s learned a long time ago that if you want to survive, that’s how you have to be. At the end of the world, there really is no such thing as a free lunch.”You get used to the dark,” she murmurs, almost absently, and then flicks eyes up at his hulking back. “But you’re right. A caged bird doesn’t sing, so to speak.”

He pushes open the door and Beth peeks around the frame cautiously. The room is sparse at best, not that she expected the Ritz. It’s been months, possibly longer since she slept in a bed, just as long since she’s had clean clothes, probably longer than that for having hot water. She can’t even imagine how her skin might feel if it was completely clean, not just hastily scrubbed with silty creek water. She steps into the room, turning slowly. There’s a part of her that wonders how she would’ve decorated it, the girl she’d been before, if she would have painted the walls, maybe spread a cheerful quilt across the bed. Beth turns back to him, still holding her wrists. Truthfully, they don’t hurt anymore, but she’s found that playacting the fragile young girl tends to work in her favor and it’s a hard habit to break. “Thank you,” she tells him. “I know you could’ve just killed me and been done with it. Or locked me in the dark.” She pauses a moment and then offers her hand, because shaking his hand feels like something she should do, something she needs to do, though she’s not sure why.

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WISHING ALL OF MY MUTUALS AND FOLLOWERS WHO CELEBRATE A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

i can’t believe i used to think people my age were adults

the older you are reading this post the funnier it is

weveallgotjobs‌:

             He knew he had a way with words. He was bold and blunt and spoke exactly what was on his mind. In these days and times there wasn’t time to sugar coat things to make someone comfortable. If they couldn’t handle a little harsh language and truth they certainly weren’t going to handle the world out there. He can tell she’s been through some shit , probably more shit then she rightfully deserved , but that shit she was just talking about - that kind of shit didn’t fly with him or around him. Without hesitation he’d drop anyone who put their dick where it didn’t belong.

                He leans Lucille up against the wall before he personally moves over to her and lowers down in front of her to start removing the ropes they had her tied up with.  ❝ I think you’ll see in time things aren’t as bad as you might think they are. You don’t run from me , Beth. You don’t put me and my people in danger , then we’ll get along great. Once I see you’re on board you won’t be cooking , cleaning and tending to gardens. See , I think you’ve got potential. It’s a certain look you can see in someone’s eyes when you learn how to read people. ❞  He undid the last rope then got back to his feet - moving to collect Lucille once more.  ❝ Things don’t gotta be bad unless you make them that way. ❞

Cerulean eyes take him in as he bends to untie her, taking in his words. Whatever he might be, he seems like the kind of man that sticks by his word, bad or good. In any case, her best option for now is to go with it. There's a moment where she wonders if he was like this before, wonders if he was always so straightforward, always so blunt in his delivery of the truth. She wonders what the girl she'd been would've thought of the man he'd been.

The ropes fall, and Beth rubs the sensitive skin of her wrists, fingers catching on the indentations, watches him as he stands and plucks his bat from against the wall. His statement about he'd capabilities surprises her, because she's so used go people underestimating her. Sometimes she depends on it. She knows the man standing in front of her wouldn't do that, wouldn't make that mistake, which is going to make her eventual escape infinitely harder. And if it makes her like him, just a tiny little bit, that someone huge and commanding and strong as him recognizes that she's not just some timid little girl, not some innocent wilting flower, well, that's her business. She stands, still cradling her wrists. "So... What now?"