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[musical-attorney]

THEM.

· {Crave by Eli } ·

[lockley-spktr]

i need all three of them

[peanutsoutofcontext]

Baby Snoopy of the Day 🥺💗

[facethesuns]

@SVTSOURCE CARAT REVIVAL '24 PART 1: BIAS/ES → DK

[aphrogeneias]

something about eddie calling his best friend baby like it's nothing. casually, like calling them by their name. if someone points it out when you're not around, he says "yeah, that's my baby, mind your own fucking business."

[wikitpowers]

jace when clary compliments him:

[gojoest]

my sweet baby angel who i offer my life

my fucking boyfriend who spits in my mouth

[putonyourbathingsuits]

"I sense the world might be more dreamlike, metaphorical, and poetic than we currently believe[...]. I wouldn't be surprised if poetry--poetry in the broadest sense, in the sense of a world filled with metaphor, rhyme, and recurring patterns, shapes, and designs--is how the world works. The world isn't logical, it's a song."

Happy Birthday David Byrne (May 14, 1952)

[canaryinacoolmine]

My main takeaway from episode one of the Last of Us Series:

BABY SPOON JOEL BABY SPOON JOEL BABY SPOON JOEL BABY SPOON JOEL BABY SPOON JOEL BABY SPOON JOEL

BABY SPOON JOEL

[middleofjune404]

dream. 🟩. dre. 709. green man. 💚. dreeble. 🥦. dwt. dreamie.

[zecnasy]

no i swear im not thirsty for him and his arms

[yutaleks]

I cannot believe yuuta canonically says please and thank you during fights

[sukunasweetheart]

GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD HIM BEING TRAPPED UNDER A BIG ASS HAND MAKES ME FEEL THINGS?!?#,?!@,!?#&%!^#*@^@*@^-*@&-*-*-&^@&'&KA ?!??!?!, TINYKUNA PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

[leopardom]

not arguing with a man with big brown eyes. whatever you say beautiful

[aphrogeneias]

thinking about calling eddie "angel".

you usually just call him by his nickname, sometimes "baby" when you're feeling extra cheesy, "babe" when you want to flirt something out of him. "edward" when he crosses a line, or when you want to make fun of him. one day, it just comes out naturally.

you're barely awake in his bed, listening to the sounds of him putting something together for breakfast. a pan on the stove, the clinking of mugs on the counter. you wonder which ones dos he choose for this morning. he comes in the room, then, and the lines on his face all smile at you.

"d'you want coffee?" he asks, a hand running over your back, still under the covers.

"yeah." you whisper, still not having found your voice. nuzzling your face on the pillow, eyes closed, not really here yet. "thanks, angel."

eddie doesn't answer, but you feel a soft kiss on the top of your head.

has he ever been called anything but the opposite of that? the devil himself, the antichrist. it's been written on walls, said to his face, glued to his back. has he ever been seen in a different light?

has that ever happened before you? and maybe... maybe to you he could be.

he thinks about it for the rest of the day.

[shima-draws]