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But diesel is desire, you were playin' with fire
The Great War by Taylor Swift
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put a "∞" in my ask box and I'll shuffle my music player and give you my favorite lyric from the song that comes up.

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♾️
But diesel is desire, you were playin' with fire
The Great War by Taylor Swift
tysm babe!
put a "∞" in my ask box and I'll shuffle my music player and give you my favorite lyric from the song that comes up.
Warm/warmth
His finger moves against his coffee cup, his ring tapping out an absent-minded pattern against the rapidly warming ceramic. “Eddie, last night was—”
“You don’t have to explain it to me,” Eddie says. “I went on a date. You did too.”
send me a word & if it’s in my wip i’ll share the sentence
8, 13, 24
8. If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?-
There are so many things but rn it has to be my bad health
13. When you lay in bed at night, what do you think about?-
I try to think of my blorbos, otherwise my mind would wander and give me anxiety and intrusive thoughts
24. What's something you like about yourself that you wish more people recognized?-
tbh I don't know
Thank you so much!! ❤️❤️❤️
deep questions
Okay, I know you found this before but I've gone back and I'm not finding it yet. Basically the premise of it was a fix it fic for Coulson's death but Hawkeyes so messed up about It that he keeps doing nice things for him and cooking for him and it implies that he was afraid Coulson faked his death because he hadn't been a good enough boyfriend before? I know when Coulson finds out he worries that he had raped him by having sex when Hawkeye didn't really want it.
I'm pretty sure you're looking for this fic, but it's actually the other way around -- Coulson is so wracked with guilt over lying to Clint about not being dead that he's the one doing the nice things and cooking and so on. And when Clint realizes what's going on, he's the one who worries that the sex wasn't consensual.
There's a brief moment near the end where Clint almost starts to do the same thing, maybe that got it turned around in your head?
Paving Stones on the Road to Hell, by raiining
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