unbroken

Put a rumor you heard about my muse in my ask and they'll confirm or deny it.

#you are like 25 omg

reblog this if your muse is Not Straight

I DONT EVEN NEED TO UNMUTE THIS I JUST START LAUGHING AS SOON AS I SEE IT

HER FACE AT THE END 

"No, it's not nothing," Parker argued, moving to stand in front of her. He looked at the bruise on her jaw, anger bubbling up inside of him. "Tell me who did this."

You are never too old to learn about necromancy.

#you’ll never be too old if you learn necromancy

Nicki Minaj had an abusive father that fucking burned her house down, she suffered tons of abuse from men but you don’t hear songs from her talking about castrating them and sending guys to their graves so you eminem fans who justify his shit behaviour can shut the fuck up

This asshole had come into the coffee shop every single day for the past two weeks. Thankfully, the drink changed occasionally. Some days it would be a mocha frappe, sometimes a bagel, sometimes aboslutely nothing. Now, Josh wouldn’t think this out of the ordinary usually. People came to coffee shops all the time. But this one. But one, without fail, had left something on their table that Josh had to go out of his way to clean up. So when this particular customer walked in today, Josh knew that it was it. He was going to have to say something. Just- later.

Fucking with coffee guys, Parker had learned, was more of an art than anything. It wasn't anything against the guy himself, he just found it amusing to rile them up and wait for them to pop. He made a game of it every time he went to a new city for a case. He picked a coffee shop, went there every day, and found some way to mess with whoever worked there. "Hi," he greeted as he went up to the counter. "Can I get a large coffee, black, and...you know what, fuck the calories, one of those chocolate chip muffins too," he said before grinning and winking at the guy. "It's cheat day."