#with just him and madison

[connorinabeanie]

[i-want-men-i-cant-have]

just finished xo, kitty and am waiting for Min Ho fanfics

[cupidgnome]

Madison and Brent met a couple at the gym, Eden and Tyler! + going out for dinner, overcoming fears of unfulfilled dreams and... a unexpected ending...

+bonus pics!

But Madi rhymes with Baddie so she put Grim Reaper in his place and saved her man! 💅

[ratsnu]

a soft morning post-confessions

[tiffysdeath]

me whenever i think about kyle

[isalabells]

"When [Aleida] opens the door [to Margo's office after the JSC bombing], I think the immediate fear is, "Margo died, and I never got to tell her that I love her." There's shock there, so she isn't thinking straight, but I think that's what it is — that she's been arguing and fighting with this person, and at the end of the day, she just wants to tell her that she loves her."

[hargrovel]

BE SO SERIOUS

[ourtalechara]

I did not know how much I needed this in my life.

I mean, I didn't know how much I needed all of the gifs taken from The Reynolds Pamphlet. I cannot get enough of the look of regret and despair on Lin-Manuel Miranda's face as he stands in the middle of his political career's farewell party. But I expect to see that. What I did NOT expect to see was his son crawl under Thomas Jefferson's legs, pop up like a gopher , and begin to examine the pamphlet as if it's a letter from a lover off at war who you haven't heard from in months.

[midnight-els]

For All Mankind | Margo and Sergei / 1995 and 2003

We will. We will see each other again.

[nadia-el-mansours]

[allatariel]

Sergei absently exchanged the blue marker for another colored marker from the tray, began shading in the sine wave. Orange. In lines like strands of hair. Margo’s hair. The memory of it soft through his fingers, of the scent of her hair, her skin, clean and warm, the sweet, strong smell of the brandy on her lips.

He moved to the negative half cycle, the white of the board again alternating through a fall of orange hair. He wondered when her hair had turned white. Did it happen slowly over the last eight years? Had the long, cold, lonely winters she wasn’t used to, hadn’t, couldn’t have prepared for, slowly leached the color from her hair, from her life? She was not meant for a cage, no matter how gilded.

Automatically, he filled in the last positive half cycle, the orange strands thinning and fading as his mind continued to wander and his pressure against the board slackened. Or had her hair turned white all at once in a shock? Was it upon learning of the bombing? Worry for her colleagues? Aleida? Did she blame herself? Was it something that happened after? Something they’d done to her? He froze. Lefortovo…

“Uh, Mr. Bezukhov?”

Slowly, he blinked, the whiteboard and the classroom refocusing around him.

“Mr. Bezukhov?”

Sergei turned, taking in the students behind their desks, their faces, some smirking, most disinterested, a few studious. Right. He had a class to teach. A life she’d paid for with her own. He owed it to her to live it. This thought had sustained him through the years, kept him moving forward, moving on. It didn’t matter that she was alive. It shouldn’t. It couldn’t. 

“So, as you can see, the current is not always constant.”

[air-mechanical]

Sergei figures out the docking procedure thanks to the 11.59 coaster and starts ripping it into shape, unconcerned that its edges are torn and slightly uneven. He has no time to lose. He's used to working with whatever materials he has.

Margo observes him and after one, two, maybe three seconds she's also figured it out. But she's not going to rip her coaster up. She requests a knife to ensure that her cuts are smooth and sharp. She's used to precision and control.

Sergei comes up with the design first. Margo creates hers first. They fit each other perfectly. 

[propertyofwhitney67]

If you were Whitney's baby mama do you think he'd cut off his former group of friends cause he doesn't want people who have slept with you getting near you now?

Hmm this is a good question.

I think he’d blow them off more while you’re pregnant so he can take care of you and look out for you. When he can’t he has some of his friends keep an eye out for you from a distance but they can’t touch you.

Now I would probably show my jealousy when pregnant bc I don’t want his ex near him, he might kick them out of the group if you nag him enough or he sees how much it affects you.

After you have the baby he cuts off everyone. Now it’s just the three of you. You both are his responsibility now and he has to man up, which means no more long nights out with friend and drinking.

[erinchristmaselvis]

"She’s just fighting to be seen by him and [for him to see] how safe he can be with her." Madison Bailey

[riickgrimes]

#what an asshole god i want ten of him

[ace-of-clubs-and-diamonds]

🐝 The Double-Edged Sword :3c

Oughhhh another good title............... dammit y'all are good at this DGSJHDGS

🔪 The Double-Edged Sword

Malignant, Gabriel May x Reader. Mature/Explicit, possible multi-chapter…..?

During your childhood, you were part of a study at the Simion Research Hospital. While there, you happened to stumble upon the conjoined twins Emily and Gabriel. They seemed lonely, so you were kind to them. As an adult, your time at the hospital is nothing but a distant memory. But perhaps not for the May twins. Not for the crooked-limbed figure you find lurking in your apartment and bleeding onto your couch. Kindness, it turns out, is something of a double-edged sword.

Send me a lil somethin somethin for the fake fic ask game if ya like 🐝