#c: andrew

[dakotajchnson]

You seriously have no idea how much it means to Sam and me to have you as part of our wedding party. You really know how to rock a kilt. Now I really need you to have a drink with me, please and thank you. / @andrewrussellxo

[hqgaga]

connection ✉️ andrew g.

stef: Did I imagine it or did one of my very favorite superheroes just swipe right on my profile? stef: Consider me flattered, handsome, and it's an honor to make your acquaintance! How is life treating you? Any plans for the weekend? Lost your keys recently? 🤪 @andrewrussellxo

[hqlourd]

billie + andrew

Billie: I just want to say, years and years on, that I still haven't forgiven you for Death of A Salesman. Did you write it? Maybe not. But that doesn't mean I don't think about your performance on a daily damn basis. @andrewrussellxo

[tomsland]

Luego de aquella discusión que había ocurrido con su ex-pareja, Andrew había tenido, probablemente, los peores dos meses de su vida. No había hecho acto de presencia en lo absoluto en su antigua residencia, pero sí aparecía cada noche ahogado en alcohol en alguna cantina, tratando de asimilar todo lo dicho y hecho. Se había comunicado con Darcy únicamente por mensajes, pero la extrañaba y aunque ver a la pequeña era usualmente la razón por la que se manifestaba, esta vez y luego de aquel duro intercambio de reclamos, debía admitir que no era la única a la que echaba de menos.

Esa mañana se levantó dispuesto a afrontar sus errores. Sí, era demasiado tarde, pero más valía tarde que nunca. Ambos necesitaban un tiempo sin verse para poder calmar las aguas y aclarar no solo su cabeza, sino también el corazón. Llama a la puerta, un día miércoles por la noche, cuando seguramente nadie le espera y su hija ya se encuentra dormida. "Nunca se sabe el precio de un beso robado, y al final el nuestro nos salió tan caro." murmura en un tono sereno, con la cabeza un poco baja y el remordimiento plasmado en su mirada. Toda aquella historia de amor y desamor había iniciado con un simple beso robado, por lo que en realidad hacía referencia al cómo comenzó todo. "Yo no tenía nada y lo pagué al contado, pero ahora veo que a ti te debo demasiado." añade, parte de aquel discurso que tantas veces practicó en su cabeza. "Nunca supe cómo vivir contigo y tú te alejaste sabiendo qué era morir conmigo. Arrancando fantasmas, cambiando tus recuerdos, sería la única forma de revivir esto. Porque, siendo sincero, ¿Cómo voy a hacer para sobrevivir otro invierno sin ti?"

(@midncghts )

[jesschastcin]

I'm here demanding some time from you - yes, demanding or else you will completely forget about me... again. Dramatic much? Either way, love me. I haven't seen you in centuries and the girls are missing their favorite uncle. / @andrewrussellxo

[chaos0pikachu]

sorry but I so don't care that venom might not be in the mcu cause where the fuck would he and eddie even fit in the mcu? there's no chaotic sexy energy in the mcu i'm so sorry like the mcu's idea of sex is two dry pumps on a beach with ppl so pretty they might as well be ai generated the horniest thing they've done in their films is had steve rogers in a boob shirt and then they finished his story by becoming joe biden Venom would eat some cop's skull and the avengers would literally shit themselves they'd be like "OMG EDDIE YOU CAN'T GO AROUND EATING COPS" and Eddie would be like "I didn't that was my husband" and then John Watson would show up and be like "I'm an ally so I totally understand but also we don't allow the eating of law enforcement here" and Venom would try to eat John Watson while eddie calls the avengers neolibs in his head like THEY DON'T FIT IN THE MCU

[joejhang]

kevin day queen of exy BUT ALSO queen of fumbling bad bitches

[garethxsouthgate]

I clearly haven't been near any places promoting it in Germany. Maybe I will see it this week while I am in the UK.

Oh trust me, you'd know if you'd seen it. It's something that gets burned in your brain and makes a lasting impression.

[luneemeritus]

happy pridemonth

[tomsland]

"Mi amor, no te ofendas, pero por favor prométeme que la próxima vez seré yo quien cocine el postre." comenta con diversión tras probar el pastel de zanahoria que había preparado su novia. "Solo bromeo. Todo lo que cocinaste hoy estuvo delicioso, fue una increíble sorpresa de cumpleaños. Gracias. " Seguido de ello se dirige a su rostro, haciendo de lado el flequillo para depositar un sutil beso sobre su frente. Permanece un par de segundos apreciando el rostro de la rubia en silencio, cuando un comentario poco usual invade de pronto la conversación. "Sé que esto es probablemente de lo último que quieres hablar ahora, pero, ¿has pensado qué quieres hacer cuando nos graduemos?"

@mvrcielago

[snailmailthings]

METAMORPHOSIS AS SURVIVAL

Flowers in the Attic, V. C. Andrews (1979) / A Storm of Swords, George R. R. Martin (2000)

[h3rtzoom]

"Hey, I never said you were boring, just you know, not as actively participating in fun as you could be." She smiled the more he spoke about his brother. She always admired the way he looked out for him. It made her wish she had at the very least had a sibling to commiserate with but her parents had only had her and had seemed to regret it every moment since. "Is he in town? I'll have to hit him up. I'd love to see that knucklehead." She smiled as she thought about a younger version of them, suddenly wishing she could just go back in time for a brief moment. It wasn't a feeling she felt often.

She smiled to herself at the flush on his cheeks and if she didn't care so much about him, she might have leaned over and kissed him right then but despite popular belief, she wasn't eager to fuck with his head. "And what's the fun in that? You could use a little surprise." Well that and she hadn't fully decided but the more time they spent together, the more it became clear to Reagan that she could do anything with him today as long as she got to spend time with him. It made her feel nauseous but she shook it off and instead took out her phone to pull up Google maps to spark her ideas. "Well, first, we're going shopping. Not for me but for you, I can tell you need some things to spice up your closet beyond slacks and monochrome button ups. I mean you're handsome regardless but it's a shame you aren't making those eyes pop," she told him with a wink before going back to her food. "And then we'll do what all fun adults do, day drink and go for a walk by the water."

Andy's head tipped back as a full laugh left him. It was both exciting for her, yet terrifying for the world that Reagan could possibly be molding a mini version of herself, but he was glad she was happy and had someone to keep her company and share her passion and gift with. After all, it wasn't like she wasn't talented, she didn't have clients for no reason. He listened to her explain her move back and he nodded silently. Half a year. 6 months and she hadn't bothered to reach out to him till now... and she hadn't exactly reached out in the first place, she'd shown up fucked up to his office in the middle of the night. He wasn't sure if he should be more upset with her or with himself for not knowing she'd been this close that long. Though her next words pulled him from his head and a small chuckle left him as bright blue hues rolled. "Yeah, yeah, you're fun, I'm boring, pretty sure we've beaten that horse dead." he teased.

Andrew's eyes rolled once again at her comment about his brother, though a small smile rested on his lips. Despite the stress Tony put him through, he loved his brother. "Yeah, he ended up with an inch over me." he admitted with a small chuckle. "It's not as bad, he does alright for himself for the most part, but if something did happen to him my parents would kill me the next day, so." he trailed with another shrug. It was true, somehow, despite the fact that his parents insisted Tony was a "disgrace to the family name", he was still their favorite even if they'd never say as much outright. The brunette thanked their waitress when their food was dropped off, and he popped some home fries in his mouth right off, watching as Reagan dug in, and he couldn't help but wonder when the last time she'd eaten proper food was. His brows rose slightly at her words, but he nodded, leaning forward a bit to bite the offered pancakes off the fork, feeling a slight flush come to his cheeks when she wiped the smudged syrup. "Thanks." he muttered. It made him feel like an idiot that a limited amount of time back with her brought up the same high school boy crush he'd held on her for years, that he was always able to re-bury when she was gone, but that always seemed to resurface with a vengeance when she popped back into his life. "So, you gonna tell me what you have planned for us today?" he asked with a teasing tone.

[shiberamune]

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[mazzmurrayfms]

That is true. You really do never know what will happen. There was one time one of the cast ended up injuring their knee. They managed to carry on until the scene ended and then their understudy came on. Yes, that is the show I am in.

That's the beauty of being on the stage. You never know what's going to happen. Whether someone forgets or flubs a line or there's some sort of technical error. The stage always keeps you on your toes. What show is it that you're doing? Mama Mia?

[kinkmom]

You can never leave me Will you please complete me? ♥ Please - Nine Inch Nails

I'm hard as fucking steel and I've got the power I'm every inch a man and I'll show you somehow ♥ Big Man With a Gun - Nine Inch Nails

Here we are a year later, Decay playlist panels 3 and 4! I got a little stuck on the gunjob and just gave up until we got the actual Decay chapter! I think this set still tracks after what we've seen in the new chapter. 😏

Parts 1 & 2 Parts 3 & 4 Parts 5 & 6