Moth | I write stuff sometimes | My main is dipshit-dotcom | she/they | evil freaky Billy 😈| there will be 18+ things on here, be careful what you interact with
I’ve never seen a single episode of the pitt but I do think that kind autistic woman should fuck the twitchy drug guy who has the eyes of an abandoned shelter dog
Going through Daredevil season 2 for the first time and god Foggy and Matt are so "Sally's Song" coded, the YEARNING y'all, man's is breaking Foggy's heart in real time.
small blurb written for the beautiful @foxmurdock based on the lovely idea they shared with me a few days ago
You sit under a lonely maple tree, Matt beside you, tree bark digging into your backs, grass tickling your skin. Surprisingly, It's actually quite comfortable. Your head lolls agaisnt his shoulder as you listen to the cicadas, and the early birds chirping lightly overhead. The sun isn't out yet, but the sky is tinged in a lighter blue than it was an hour ago. It won't be long until the day begins. For now, the world stands still, holding you gently in this rare moment of peace that you get to share with your sweet love.
You say his name softly, holding it in your mouth the way you hold him in your heart, "Matty?"
"Yes, Sweetie?" His reply is just as soft.
You lift your head from his shoulder, looking at over a dozen fireflies flittering over the grass. "When you were a kid, did you ever see any fireflies?" Your soft grip on his hand tightens with your growing excitement.
"No, I didn't." He lifts your hand to his mouth, kissing your knuckles with a tenderness he never realised he was capable of before you, "Describe them to me, Baby."
"Well…they're like these gentle wisps of light. Kind of like stars, you know, 'cause they blink. It's so beautiful…" He smiles beside you, already enraptured by your description, "They feel kind of innocent…hopeful, in a way…almost like little reminders that there's still good in this world…" A nervous laugh escapes your lips, "That probably doesn't make any sense."
He turns to you, the hand that's not holding yours reaching to cup your cheek, "I don't need to see a firefly to know there's still light in this world, Sweetheart. I have you for that, lovely girl."
notes: not proofread btw (divided by @cursed-carmine)
34 and 35, what do I find attractive in men and women?
Honestly it's mostly about personality. Thats really all it is for me. You could give me the same exact personality in (for example) a fat person vs someone who is fit, and I could not make a choice because that is the same person to me.
Oh also um crows feet, stretch marks, smile lines, dimples, and a ten year age gap (for both!)
0: Height
1: Virgin?
2: Shoe size
3: Do you smoke?
4: Do you drink?
5: Do you take drugs?
6: Age you get mistaken for
7: Have tattoos?
8: Want any tattoos?
9: Got any piercings?
10: Want any piercings?
11: Best friend?
12: Relationship status
13: Biggest turn ons
14: Biggest turn offs
15: Favorite movie
16: I’ll love you if
17: Someone you miss
18: Most traumatic experience
19: A fact about your personality
20: What I hate most about myself
21: What I love most about myself
22: What I want to be when I get older
23: My relationship with my sibling(s)
24: My relationship with my parent(s)
25: My idea of a perfect date
26: My biggest pet peeves
27: A description of the girl/boy I like
28: A description of the person I dislike the most
29: A reason I’ve lied to a friend
30: What I hate the most about work/school
31: What your last text message says
32: What words upset me the most
33: What words make me feel the best about myself
34: What I find attractive in women
35: What I find attractive in men
36: Where I would like to live
37: One of my insecurities
38: My childhood career choice
39: My favorite ice cream flavor
40: Who wish I could be
41: Where I want to be right now
42: The last thing I ate
43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately
44: A random fact about anything
just misread "comparing apples to oranges" as "comparing alphas to omegas" I think I should go and stand on the side of the road with my thumb out and hitchhike to a field in the middle of nowhere and lie down in it and close my eyes and maybe cry a single tear
