a cleric prays. he doesn’t fight.

(Source: farnaudds, via numenorss)

begitalarcos:

Soft lips are open, knuckles are pale

Feels like you’re dying, you’re dying

You, your sex is on fire

Consumed with what’s to transpire

its-tuesday-again:

I sorted him in big, black bags

And put him in the fridge

Now I am a maneater

In more than just one way

He tastes like pig but that’s okay

I eat him everyday

(via balphesian)

msgrbienvenu:

↳ and then there’s this asshole [2/?]

“I’ve always been a singer, and I mean not professionally, but in the shower.” ♛

(Source: jehanpbahorel, via blktauna)

(Source: upperclasstwit, via watermelonwings)

rrueplumet:

“M O N T P A R N A S S E was a child; less than twenty years of age, with a handsome face, lips like cherries, charming black hair, the brilliant light of springtime in his eyes; he had all vices and aspired to all crimes. The digestion of evil aroused in him an appetite for worse… Few prowlers were so dreaded as Montparnasse.”  

victor hugo, les misérables
book vii, chapter iii

(via jolivet)

Montparnasse & Éponine; inspired by (x)

(Source: enjolrasmistress, via granterrific)

Nothing made me happen. I happened.

(Source: c-lobato, via koulin)

nihilnovisubsole:

the trouble with me is you

(via i-aint-bovvered)

azryal00:

Vikings Fanfic

1/?

Floki/Athelstan, Ragnar/Athelstan

Rating: Mature

Summary: Floki and Athelstan become friends. Then more than friends. Ragnar is obsessive and dark. 

Warnings: abuse, dubious consent

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(Source: sofiamac, via stewardish)

litigate:

les mis modern au in which grantaire serenades enjolras and then leaves his shit lying around

(via poninesheknowsherwayaround)

Sassy Freddie Thornhill

(Source: blueharp)

shroedinger:

And here it is. I promised to be slow and I was. It’s pretty huge full-size.

Oh and the date is chosen at random, in case anyone wonders.

(via koulin)

montparnassewould:

javertwould:

Javert would be so enraged by the movie “Chicago” he would have to leave the room whenever the topic comes up in conversation

Montparnasse would therefore be constantly humming the Cellblock Tango whenever he was in the dear Inspector’s presence.

(via maawi)