#we love.

[justpure-trash]

Back when I said I'm placing bets on who's going to die first my bet was on Tim.

I just finished MAG 116. He's definitely gonna die. I mean. If he lives I'm gonna be so surprised.

Also. Fuck. Everything is going to go wrong. There's no way it doesn't. People are going to be less okay.

I'm excited.

[oncerussian]

when natasha calls the avengers her family and you know it’s just the best character development and you just love her unconditionally because she deserves the best.  like if you agree.  breathe if you agree. 

[savethewcrld]

@hellstrcm || @viiduae || @chooserofslain || @atlasxheir

Look at these badasses you should follow right now.

[ssnogcb]

HHHHHHHHHH LISTENING TO MY TIME. IS SO VERY GOOD

[labgrown]

Ngl, I really vibe with Jill’s look from some of the earlier RE games where she has that beret. 

[libertytm]

if it was just about anyone else, she’d be mortified for knocking on the door this early --- but for a reason she’s never been fully able to understand, he’s always struck her as a morning person. but just to be safe, she’s got a cardboard caddy in one hand with a pair of piping hot coffees from the little place around the corner, and his cupcake in the other. “birthday delivery!”

( one - for - twelve is a terrible average, she’s fully aware. but at least her bringing it by his place means he won’t be subjected to the crime scene of flour and frosting that is currently her kitchen before she can clean it up. )

“i didn’t put candles on it, though. didn’t want to set off the sprinkler system this early.”

it's  early,  but  he's  already  been  up  for  over  an  hour.  he’s  gone  for  a  jog,  and  gotten  in  a  shower.  he’s  about  to  sit  down  with  the  newspaper,  throwing  a  contemplative  look  at  the  coffee  pot,  when  he  hears  the  knock  at  his  door.  

❝ --  thank  you!  come  on  in, ❞  a  bashful  smile  lights  up  steve’s  face,  crinkling  at  the  corners  of  his  eyes  and  showing  off  a  pearly  grin.  quick  hands  are  careful  to  take  up  the  coffee  and  dessert  she  extends  toward  him.  ❝ i’m  sure  the  neighbors  appriciate  your  consideration. ❞ he’s  still  smiling  as  he  helps  her  offload  her  cargo  and  diffuse  her  precision  balancing  act.   ❝ you  didn’t  have  to  do  --  all  this.❞  he’s  makes  his  way  toward  the  kitchen,  ❝ not  that  i’m  ungrateful,  anyway... thank you again.❞  a  small  paring  knife  is  retrieved  from  the  knife  block  and  the cupcake  is  cut  into  halves  with  delicate  hands.  the  delicious  looking  morsels  are  extracted  to  a  plate  which  he  serves  to  the  table,  gesturing  for  her  to  have  a  seat.  ❝ care  to  join  me  for  the  breakfast  of  champions? ❞  he’s  already  taking  a  satisfying  sip  of  his  coffee. ❝ so  you  have  a  cupcake  tin  that  makes  one  cupcake,  or  are  you  holding  out  on  me? ❞  he  suspects  the  story  is  a  little  more  colorful  than  that. 

[herheal]

#we stan#jay not pennywise you're valid for this but you shouldn't stan either of us tbh

too bad bc you’re my friend and i love you!!! you’re an amazing, talented writer and i love reading everything you write!!! writing a horror muse is damn hard but you write them sO GOOD.