‘God’s Own Country’
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‘God’s Own Country’
God’s Own Country (2017) dir. Francis Lee
I was thinking, i could stay a little longer. Until Martin is better. Just to help out. No?
Hold the dream - Captain America v4 #4
God’s Own Country (2017) dir. Francis Lee
Some october staron cuddles sharon cater appreciate week 10/16
the song of achilles by madeline miller
happy valentine’s day my dear @minnyard
laughing during sex is really cute
I would not hesitate to use my body as a shield to protect you from all the bad things in the world.
I crave that late night sex that goes until like three in the morning and you just fuck with music in the background to drown it out, yet your moans and screams transcend the music and you just fall asleep so satisfied. Yet wake up in the morning only to lazily do it again, but slower, as if you’re fucking at the pace of the sun rising in the sky. You are literally the sunrise.
Ass grabbing is a relationship priority
backroad-bros.
some very quick 30s steve bucky
❛ You were like coming up for fresh air. It’s like I was drowning and you saved me. ❜
you shake your head . she has become a piece of yourself . your smile is lazy & you bring her closer with your hands on her hips . she looks so peaceful half under the covers , half out , half sleep , half not . you nuzzle her neck , breathe in her scent . flowers , shampoo , beautiful . you owe her this life , your life with her . you owe her the opportunity to be more than the guy in the suit , behind the mask . she is soft to the touch , the way your fingertips dig into her skin , the way she smiles lazily back at you after you kiss her , after you kiss her until your lungs burn . you kiss her until you can barely think what your next move will be , until you can barely think what you are going to say to her . she is mesmerising & you can not help but look at her in awe of how beautiful she is , how perfect , how clever . if you are fresh air to her , she is more to you .
“ you saved me . ” you fingers thread through the blonde strands of her hair , you smile again , you kiss her again . “ you breathed air into my lungs , sharon . you saved me . ” you rub your eyes , sleep finally leaving you . you hug her , roll over so you are on top of her now . teeth show , dimples digging in your cheeks . your hands sneak under her shirt , a leg in between hers . you love her , you love her . you tell her that , she needs to know . where would you be without her ? nowhere . perhaps waiting to go back into the ice . you are happy next to her , even when your thoughts of war & lost friends cloud your mind . you are happy & she needs to know , because it is not only her who needs to get in touch with that side of oneself . “ you are wonderful , sweetheart . i don ‘ t deserve you . ”
sent by : @carterslegacy .