I'LL SAVE TODAY.

[truthwield-blog]

              there  will   always   be both.   a  choice  each must  make  for  themselves.     something no hero  will    ever    defeat     and now I know that  only    LOVE    can truly save the world.

[valorflown-blog]

Diana: Men are unnecessary for pleasure.

Steve: *whimpers* No...

[thecommodoresquid]

alright y’all here’s how steve trevor can still be alive

[valorflown-blog]

[musingmemes]

two word starters

“ don’t stop ”

“ please don’t ”

“ don’t shoot ”

“ give it ”

“ shut up ”

“ damn it! ”

“ stop it! ”

“ you’re crazy ”

“ that’s insane ”

“ get out! ”

“ don’t leave ”

“ i’m tired ”

“ that’s bad ”

“ be honest ”

“ be careful ”

“ be nice ”

“ you’re wrong ”

“ go home ”

“ watch it ”

“ fuck me ”

“ kiss me ”

“ we can’t… ”

“ we shouldn’t… ”

“ you’re perfect ”

“ that’s awful ”

[mannermade-blog]

            ya  girl    just  graduated  from the  number  1  ranked  high school  in the state   with   honors

[valorflown-blog]

◂ ▪ ▫  SPRAYPRAY.  |  uh oh

“  GOOD THING it’s for a really big job. you have a PROBLEM with it ??  “

                ‘  no  no !   just   uh    you know how to use that  thing  right ?     it’s pretty   intense. ’

[valorflown-blog]

             a  laugh  bubbled out,   despite the  cough  he tried  to  distract    from it with.    tucking the  suitcase  packed   lightly   as the pair  made their way to the  front   under his arm,   he reached out,    trying to lightly    lower  the arm holding  the already  half eaten  ice cream.     ‘   woah,   slow  down there  angel.   that’s  how you end up getting a  brain freeze. ’    he’d spent  enough  summers  enthusiastically  downing  the treat to know.

                                  ◂ ▪ ▫  @peacemaiden  | 

[valorflown-blog]

               ‘    look         i love a   good  gun  just as much as  any other captain would   but  uh          that’s a    really  BIG   gun. ’

                                  ◂ ▪ ▫  @spraypray​.  | 

[valorflown-blog]

              ‘   diana          ’    the  words   slipped   past his lips,  almost breathless as it  rushed  out,  unintentional  and soft.      he had been prepared to   die,    an easy exchange    what  little  he could offer to millions  of people,   the halt to  destruction  that would  lay  waste to them all.    he was  no  demigod      for sure,   but there was a reason he had joined the war,     even as to turn to the british with  america’s   uninvolvement.   the thought of  her  had helped give him peace.      but here he was  still alive after the rather    last  minute   thought to instead set a   grenade  and  jump,  with a trusty parachute because   again   no so indestructible.   there had still been the  injuries  from the gas and  explosion itself and it had taken time in a remote village that had found him to recover,   but it was worth it to stumble back home,  praying to the god he knew  and ones he didn’t,   that he could make it way back to her,    to have that time.       they listened.      ‘   you stayed in london.    i thought you might have gone home. ’

                                  ◂ ▪ ▫  @truthpiety.  |  sc.

[wulfhalls]

— I’d lose all touch if it meant feeling his warmth

[valorflown-blog]

              ‘   the   ocean   and i have not always had  the  BEST   relationship.   being able to  breath  underwater  sounds pretty    handy   instead of nearly drowning  in a plane crash. ’

                                  ◂ ▪ ▫  @notaquawoman.  | 

[valorflown-blog]

  you guys

[bevinget-archived-deactivated20]

Send me ♡ + a word, and I’ll write a headcanon.

[valorflown-blog]

◂ ▪ ▫  SPACEHATED.  |  what’s a holovid ?

‘jesus,   jim, you look like   crap.  the hell’d’you do to your hair?  better yet, the hell’re you   wearin’?’      he scans him once over, scowl fixed in its usual unimpressed fashion.      ‘well —’      shnk !   the hypospray into his neck is unforgiving.      ‘— i’d say you missed one helluva tussle up here what with chekov’n’sulu going’ at it, but you look like you just crawled out a twentieth-century holovid, dirt’n’ll.’ 

                ‘   jim  ?  no  no,    i’m  captain steve trevor,   you’ve got us mixed up there pal. ’    a hand brushed  down  the front of his shirt,   sure   there was some  grime   but  hey   it was a goddamn war.    pristine showers was more  confined  to london.   ‘  what  the          ‘   it  was  NOT  a scream,  that he would take down to his  grave,   but the pilot ducked away,  rubbing the suddenly tender skin.   ‘ what are you  even  saying ? ’

[valorflown-blog]

              okay    so  i’m rewatching   one of the best movies ever   the mummy   /   taking a nap    before i’ll hit drafts

[bisexualattonrand]

Not all men? You’re right. Captain Steve Trevor would never.