I love soft and sweet Steven Grant as much as the next guy but we all seem to collectively forget this guy is lowkey a catty bitch.
“Oh, nosy”
“Oh my god, that’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard”
Slapping the dogshit out of Marc in ep5 😭
Literally planting his ass down and going “so how’s this gonna work from now on?” like Stevie baby people are DYING and you wanna harass that old ass bird (as he should but still)
Adjusting his suit jacket mid fight (it’s about the sass)
“YOURE the one going on a killing spree!”
“My advice? Stop listening to that stupid pigeon”
BITCH ASS MOTHER FUCKER SLEEPING WITH MARK WIFE MOTHER FUCKER
“WHO SLEPT WITH WHO-”
Y O U H O E
YOU’RE “WHO SLEPT WITH WHO” HOE
YOU THAT HOE
H 👏 O 👏N 👏E 👏 Y
YOU THAT :
HOME WREAKING
FAKE PINK AFRO WEARING
FIRING DICK SHOTS INTO ANOTHER MANS WIFE CAUSE HER HAIR LOOKED PRETTY
MUSTACHE TWIRLING, FUCKING EVERYONE YOU MEET IN MORE WAY THAN ONE
HOE
MISS ME WITH THAT
~°•*TIME LINE SHIT*•° ~
YOU ALWAYS BE BEING
THAT HOE
THAT MOTHER FUCKINGGGGGGGGGG
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH
M
Y
G
O
D
Ask me if I’m mad
Bitch yes I am.
LIKE!!!
YOU REAL?
U good?
YOU REAL RIGHT NOW?
YOU GOT THE TEA ON HUNTY?
U READY TO DRINK WHAT UR SERVIN’?
I DON’T THINK S O O O O O O O
OH
MY
HMMMMMMMMMM???
(I know y'all gonna be like “bigger picture!!!!” but god damn Willford, I love honey but you that hoe tho, at least own it)
I think this just became my Roman Empire
Louise Glück, from "Persephone the Wanderer", Averno
hell yeah
I AM ON A MISSION. I AM GOING TO FOLLOW EVERY BLOG ON THIS SITE. ALL OF THEM. HELP ME ACHIEVE THIS GOAL, INTERNET STRANGERS, BY REBLOGGING THIS POST AND I WILL FOLLOW ALL WHO REBLOG IT. E V E R Y O N E.
would fight 10 men at once
I love Avatar 2's designs of the new water-based Metkayina clan. I decided to sculpt the village chief's daughter Tsireya in Zbrush as a learning exercise!
ArtStation link: https://www.artstation.com/artwork/9EyKLv
with me, you get a homie, a lover, a best friend and a psycho.
And I'm looking through the glass
Where the light bends at the cracks
And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs
Pretending the echoes belong to someone
Someone I used to know
And we become
Silhouettes when our bodies finally go 🕳️