it's huge on me despite being a small but i still love it <3

I can't keep being fundamentally changed as a person by animated movies, it's just not sustainable.

i think my problem is that when someone says they want to be close to the person they love, they mean cuddling, and when i say it, i mean i want to dissolve the physical barrier and consume each other body and soul

The more I think about the last minutes the more I’m sure Crowley was saying goodbye from the minute Aziraphale told him he’d said yes to Heaven. He doesn’t confess his love like he’s hopeful, he confesses it like a eulogy. He doesn’t kiss him to make a beginning, he kisses him to seal the end. He watches him go like it’s the last time.

Crowley knows Heaven. He knows they’ll want to either make Aziraphale just like them, or destroy him. Either way I think he believes he’s seen his angel for the last time.

live laugh love hualian

The healing and lasting love of a mom

Anne de Marcken, from It Lasts Forever and Then It's Over [ID'd]

My followers: And is this “writing” you’ve been “working on” in the room with us right now?

fire looooooordddd [id in alt]

When you realize in this scene:

Crowley is thinking back to this one:

And you know that the memory of that makes him so happy 💕

THE BOULDER, I mean Replica Leo, is over his conflicted feelings.

Be sure to VOTE for your favorite team, whichever that might be, over at the @tmntaucompetition All of these are big favorites of mine so I'm really excited to go up against @angelpuns @evenmoreofadisaster and @butterfilledpockets with @cupcakeslushie

I found this idea that Angelpuns posted too funny not to respond. Especially considering my last Future Leo/Kid Leo interaction was so sweet and emotional. Oh well!

Running Gags in Hatchetfield Musicals pt 6 | Hating Clivesdale (fuck em)

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fishbone corset

prodigal son.

a sort of epilogue for God of War Ragnarok, since I miss these two so much.

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Nanami feels guilty having sex while the two of you stay at your parent’s house for the weekend. He claims it’s “utterly disrespectful” to his in-laws, who he respects so much. But this doesn’t make him immune to temptation, especially when you’re just so fucking good at teasing him.

So, he found a loophole. 

While your parents sleep peacefully down the hall, you and Nanami are in your bedroom, dry-humping each other to a point where nothing is dry between you. You’re sitting pretty on his lap in your most delicate panties, already damp with your arousal, leaking onto his briefs. You’ve been riding his shaft for the past thirty minutes, making yourself come again and again from sheer friction as your husband watches you with half-lidded eyes, indulging in the delicious sight before him. His cock is bulging in his underwear, a wet spot forming at the tip where his precum dribbles out. You can tell he’s almost there; he’s been hanging on the edge for a while now, waiting until you’ve had your fill, or until he can’t hold it in any longer. When you reach your climax, he comes with you this time, spilling inside his briefs, cum soaking through the fabric. You look down between you, smiling at the mess you both made, guilt-free and satiated.