#( well..... )

[loadinghellsing]

not even a full minuite later...

[catmad57]

Chris McLean from Total Drama dying in a glue trap

[acecroft]

RICHARD ARMITAGE as Father Quart in The Man from Rome (2022)

[lover-of-mine]

I would like to make a clarification, I don't hate Tommy, I like hating on Tommy. Two different sentiments. If people were normal about him, I would be ignoring his existence like I did with all love interests. Cheers

[thatnerdyqueer]

was anyone else a victim of the marauders to dead poets/Shakespeare pipeline? Or is that just a me thing?

[episims]

[thedanceronthestreets]

High likelihood that guy will be wayy more famous in this next film than in da2....

[spidey-bie]

Sometimes I sit and think yeah Ansi and Hobie live in their respective universes in their own places because they're each their own people with lives to live.

And then I think about them fixing up an abandoned building together. Choosing the colors for their respective rooms. Paint wars breaking out as they work on painting the walls.

Both of them working together on a mural for the walls of the common area.

Ansi is ecstatic over his new kitchen space. The number of kitchen appliances that Hobie has either snagged or repaired has only added to joy.

Hobie is excited at all of Ansi's instruments that he's more than willing to teach Hobie about.

Mornings are a lot more enjoyable when you get to wake up and see the face of someone you adore. And they both have noticed that their nightmares have lessened since they've started living together. Even on the nights when sleep seems impossible they always know they can find comfort just a room away.

They already did a lot of things together especially since they were both Spider-Man. But now there wasn't that dread of knowing that they'll soon have to return back to their own worlds.

This is their home now and they'll be together for as long as their relationship lasts.

[jade-harlot]

abstaining from doggy to not add fuel to the puppygirl allegations

[furiousfinnstan]

mia goth assaulted an extra and is dating shia labeouf???

[starrynyxa]

who was drawing yaoi of the BAU in 2014

[inkegg]

I may be like.. a bit drunk.. but ky last reblog.. I could be some girls loser boyfriend better than any cis man could

[gxlden-angels]

I hate going to Christian-based hospitals. There's a bible verse slide show on the screens that other places usually have medical information graphics and resources on and I just got asked "Do you have a source of peace in your life?" like babygirl I'm here for neurological pain my source of peace is Lidocaine 4% and a heating pad

[catcastielart]

[perfectionreached]

it was weird to think that there was a small period of their lives where taissa used to call misty all the time. those times had long passed at this point, nothing but fuzzy memories clouding her mind since then. it wasn't like they were on friendly terms, either. not completely dislike. but mainly avoidance. as much as she'd hate to admit it out loud, taissa's behavior was what had driven them apart as fast as they had been brought together the night that she had arrived on misty's doorstep, heartbroken after breaking up with van for the final time.

their lives were different now. taissa had simone and sammy. a professional life. the life she had always dreamt of ( wasn't quite what she had imagined, though ) she isn't really sure what misty had. but she can't be one to talk - she'd just kicked her wife and son out of the house. just like before, she has a limited amount of people to go to about this. everything feels so familiar, and somehow her finger is lingering over her contact list, staring at misty's name for the first time in forever.

they still had each other's phone number, but it wasn't like they spoke. sometimes she'd get a text, congratulating her on some career goal, and sometimes misty would call her randomly. taissa never picked up, she never had a reason to. but she's laying in an empty bed for the first time in forever, and maybe it's just the fact that it was lonely or that it was late at night, but she presses down on the contact, hoping that the call goes straight to voicemail.

the phone rings for what feels like forever and taissa holds her breath the entire time. that was, until she hears noise on the other line. breathing. then a chipper voice that almost sounds fake. she rolls her eyes on impulse, as she listens, interrupting the other's voice with a sigh. "can you just ... get over here?"

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