MY FAVE GENRE OF MAN!!!

Thinking about being an elven princess and being betrothed to Fíli - to improve relationships between your kingdom and his- but being absolutely enthralled by Kíli (sorry to all my Fíli lovers but im having a moment here)

By dwarvish standards Kíli isn’t particularly handsome, but his brother is, so it makes sense that you’d be set to marry him. But theres something so special about Kíli that you can’t quite place. Is it his charm, his stupidly handsome grin, or maybe its his eyes..oh god his eyes.

You spend weeks -per your own request- learning about dwarvish customs and earning the people’s trust. BUT GOD DAMN Kíli is fine and you try to stay away from him, you really do, but by some divine miracle-me- you constantly end up being together.

Now to ease the pain a little, Fíli isn’t a complete idiot and is clear that you’re in love with his brother, and thats fine…coz he doesn’t want you either. But the wedding is tomorrow and its too late to cancel that ho.

whatever will they do???!?

i wanna write this so bad 😭😭

…NOW WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT??! 😭😭😭

one sec lemme go and cry

Quick Armando Angsty Drabble, but imagine this:

Armando and Mike have gotten into yet another fight. This time you follow him outside and confront him.

“I don’t know why you can’t just be nice to him for one day, he’s your father after all.” You say, crossing your arms over your chest, feeling the cool billow of Miami night rush over you.

“That doesn’t mean shit. You should know that.” Armando says.

You walk closer to him, leaning against the railing of Mikes balcony. “It should. I mean, you’ve gained so much. You have a dad who cares, a step-mother and god father too, AMMO, me.”

“That’s nothing.” Armando grumbles.

You pull back, like the weight of his words have just physically hit you. “So I’m nothing?”

Armando turns, those brown eyes you love more than anything hauntingly dead as he say, “you’re nothing.”

Your heart stings at the punch of his words. “Wow.” You shake your head slowly, backing away from him.

Armando follows, trying to grab at you. “Baby, lo siento. I didn’t mean that.”

You turn towards the door. “No, I think you did. I can’t help you see the bright side of things anymore, Armando. Because you clearly don’t believe in it…or even us.”

“Baby, please,’ he grabs your arm. “No te vayas.”

You snatch away from him. “If I’m nothing, let me go.”

ouhhh that hurt

hey um :3 where do you hold your love?

in your heart

you hold your love in your heart. love is intrinsic, inevitable, love is the beating core of everything; love is also hard to talk about. your love comes out with more rareness, mostly shows up for the big things in a big way- this doesn't mean it doesn't beat for the small stuff, you feel it all, in fact you feel it more intensely than most which is why it's so hard to get out. you hold your love inside you because it matters, it might be the only thing that does.

Imma get back to yall

good things will happen 🧿

things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿

i neeeeed a sweet treat but idk if i can get out of bed rn😭

treat i can't afford save me

Reblog this to place a small flower in the hair of prev, and that you're very proud of them

that’s it. im dead. he has killed me.

what the actual fuck.

Reblog to mark your territory as an OG (since 2015) Pietro Maximoff fan.

now where tf was this 12 hours ago… went back to the gym for the first time in like 6 months and im in PAIN

5 simple exercises to awaken dormant muscles

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definition of pretty boy

gnawing at the bars of my enclosure