Love Begins
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Not today Justin
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@daisyannewinchester
[on date] *winks flirtily* and btw i am soooo haunted by the ghosts of my past mistakes and how preventable their consequences were. do you want me carnally
@daisyannewinchester *drapes self sexily over a piano*
@anniesafangirl *is so ready to reenact the scene from Pretty Woman*
what if we kissed and we were both literal or figurative fragments of the people we used to be trying to rebuild our sense of self? what if we both had magic that came out of great personal sacrifice and we kissed? what if one of us was the grimiest man alive and one of us was an extravagant little circus guy and we kissed?
critical role campaign two, otherwise known as ‘caleb’s reverse harem feat. beauyasha’
gay ptide 🏳️🌈
gay ptide 🏳️🌈
gay ptide 🏳️🌈
Medusa and her autistic girlfriend who can't make eye contact. Is that anything
if it is, i want more of it
@daisyannewinchester
Why are butches so warm all the time... receive a hug from a butch and enter the inferno
Blind lass & Medusa
Meeting your future wife in combat
no harm in giving DT some small extra assignments.
cw; violence angst ouchy pain etc / freefall era ronin & moon knight
“Go home,” Marc says.
“Fuck you,” Clint says raggedly.
The rain is pouring down around them, blood and water soaking into his suit so hard that he’s being weighed down by it. It doesn’t really matter like this - his back pressed to the street, Marc holding him down. His sword’s gone, lost somewhere outside of the world where it’s just Marc’s face and the black clouds above him. Their masks are gone, shattered on the concrete, and it feels a lot less like Moon Knight against Ronin and more like Marc and Clint, stuck at an impasse.
“The minute you let go, I’m going to go after him again,” Clint says. “And I’m going to kill him.”
“I can’t let you do that,” Marc says. His lip is bleeding, red running down his chin and dripping onto Clint’s chest. His fault.
“Why? You don’t give a fuck about Robbins,” Clint says. “I let him go and he fucking - keeps hurting people. You want that?”
“You don’t kill people, Clint,” Marc says.
“Yeah, well, maybe I do now,” Clint says. He doesn’t want to think about what Marc’s saying between the lines (that it’s not about Hood at all) because he can’t afford to, because then Marc’s stupid plan of ambushing him in the streets and fighting him will have worked. His chest aches and it’s got nothing to do with the kick to the ribs he’d gotten earlier.
“Give it up,” Marc says. “Or I’m not moving.”
“Guess we’re stuck here then,” Clint says.
Marc’s hands go around his throat and Clint thinks dimly for a moment that he’s going to have his neck snapped but then they’re kissing and Marc’s fingers slide up to tangle in Clint’s damp hair instead, pulling him even closer than they are already. It’s blood-tainted and painful and impossibly soft, and Marc doesn’t let go even when Clint pulls the dart off of his belt and sinks it into the gap in his armour.
Why does that look like Dylan O'Brian and Thomas Brodie Sangster made a fix it film.
WHO is going to have a homoerotically charged knifefight with me on a warm summer night
and then we smoke a blunt
the entire world health organization?
continuing to make unwanted artistic renditions of other people’s posts
Sometimes even the villains have standards
Me trying to flirt with @daisyannewinchester
Jsbdhdudkhdeudhdi thats why I love youuuu. I cant take normal flirting
More than 800,000 people have already died from covid in the US alone and most Americans just pretend that this mass death either isn't happening or is perfectly acceptable and normal.
When I was a kid, I thought those pillars went down to the sea floor.
In reality, they usually go down to some large submerged floats.
I dislike this.
Pillars and floats like that are pretty stable, compared to regular boats, so there’s even a research vessel, called FLIP, that purposefully capsizes itself to be more steady when conducting research.
YEA IT FUCKIN IS (id embedded in image)
this is tonight’s mood, folks
@anniesafangirl immaculate energy
