#boyyys

[slugesh]

Quali timeeee

[sheafrotherdon]

They’ve been apart for less than a week, and they’ve weathered much worse in their long, long lives. But everything about the six days of Joe’s absence has felt wrong to Nicky. There’s something in the air—something about the particular cut of the wind and the threat of rain as winter shades into spring; something about the first buds shifting the trees from a dark silhouette to a haze of green that makes him yearn for Joe, for the solidity of his company and the reassurance of his smile. He’s cognizant that he’s pining, that he wants with a force that still has the power to make the world tilt beneath his feet, and he can’t explain it or rationalize it or wave it away. He needs. He longs for.

He waits in the kitchen with a cooling cup of tea and chews on his thumbnail. He blows out a breath and waits some more.

When Joe blows in with the last breath of dusk, the shoulders of his jacket damp with raindrops, Nicky swallows hard and can barely take him in. The relief he feels is so great that he can’t speak it aloud, can’t seem to move, can only look his fill while Joe closes the door, laughing at the weather.  And then Joe looks at him—looks with such affection that the Nicky finds his way across the kitchen and into Joe’s arms, pressing his nose against Joe’s neck.  He smells of Joe, of Joe, clean and sweet and found and chosen and Nicky squeezes him tight as Joe laughs again.

“I missed you, too,” he murmurs into Nicky’s hair.

And Nicky shifts to kiss him warmly, glad from his toes to his fingertips that he’s home.

[tswiftcrazy]

Me when I see really hot Baseball players!! 😂🔥

[alamanyar]

#timetoparty

[memm-uh]

if someone could please flirt for me... that'd be great. i just want to get to the actual making out and not have to deal with the other bullshit 👼

[disconootoire-blog]

I drew stuff.

[risottoneroo]

Attractive boys with good voices. Reblog if you agree.

[chrysantherum]

Pooey artichooey... My first love just posted "love you" on my Facebook timeline and I'm not deleting it this time. I used to rid of any evidence that he loved me so and that is why I broke up with him. He is a grand man indeed, he just expresses his love in a healthier way than anyone has ever expressed their love towards and for me. We broke up many times through the course of five years and ten months. I haven't seen him at all this year yet we have conversed and our connection has always been so over powering that I literally refuse to accept our mere existence as a couple. Yet when I imagine my future I often think of him and he's been my love since I learned what love was. I've always been embarrassed of myself to fully indulge in loving him. I've always wanted to explore outside of him and that is also we've broken up so many times. I always wanted to explore the sea and this year comes to an end when I simply fell in love with the world.