#// SORRY NOT SORRY

[leo-sharks-struggles]

You know. I don't really care about a lot of things, but I find this very offensive. A woman is just a woman. This is very 'you're only a woman if you pay a lot of money on cosmetics(makeup, surgery, clothing, etc ..)' I'm not less real because I don't wear make up or shave and I find it very harmful that so many people like to throw these lines out as if it's just a joke or a hot take. A woman is just a woman. If you think having to change yourself to fit stereotypes is what makes you one, you might want to do some self reflection of why you think you have to do these things to be seen as a 'real' woman.

[pretentiousfork]

Happy New Year :D

[newblvotg]

[kinardsevan]

3 & 26 and I already know you're probably gonna make it hurt ❤️

.... (oops?)

“How dare you keep this from me!” Evan yells at Tommy from across the room. And the thing is, Tommy is trying to find the words to counter, but no part of this entire process has been easy. 

“Evan,” he rasps from the bed. His fingers twitch against the light blanket on top of his body, not that it’s doing anything to keep him warm. Granted, nothing really ever does anymore, so he shouldn’t really be surprised. 

“Don’t,” the younger man growls at him, angry tears running down his face. “Do not play that card now. How dare-… how dare you, Tommy.” 

Tommy gulps and lifts his fingers, trembling as they are, and reaches out for Evan across the room. “Please?” 

Evan shakes his head even as his feet move beneath him, until he’s standing next to the bed. He squeezes Tommy’s fingers—they’re too cold—in one hand as the other cups his face. He tries to ignore how sallow the man’s cheeks are, how much more prominent it makes the hard edges of his face. 

“I would’ve been here for you,” Evan states, squeezing his fingers tighter. 

“You didn’t deserve to have to watch this,” Tommy counters, leaning into the heat of Evan’s hand against his face. 

“So you tell me that you can’t be my last and then fuck off for six months instead of letting me lo-…” He has to force a few breaths down, blinking away more tears. “I would’ve given the next sixty years if it meant I got to keep loving you for another five minutes. God damn it, Tommy, I trusted you.” 

Tommy gulps, staring up at him. He squeezes Evan’s fingers back, although it’s far weaker than it used to be. 

“I’ve never been very good at that,” he rasps. “Letting people love me. Childhood trauma or something like that.” 

“Stop,” Evan admonishes him wetly. “You’re not funny.” 

Tommy leans into his palm a little more, pulling his fingers from Evan’s to lift to his face. They’re still not warm, but they’re at least warmer. 

“I’m sorry, baby,” he answers softly. 

“I would’ve loved you through it,” Evan rasps, his throat tight. “Even if-…I would’ve- you- you didn’t have to be alone through it.” 

“I didn’t want to hold you back from finding someone who will be there after,” Tommy tells him. “From not getting hung up on this.” 

Evan laughs as more tears come down his face, although it quickly fades into a sob. 

“Hung up? You mean being so in love with you that I had an entire future planned in my head after six months? The house, the kids, the dogs? With or without you there, I was always going to grieve those plans,” Evan tells him. “Don’t devalue what we had by calling your life something I got ‘hung up’ on. I love you.” 

Tommy gulps, nodding after a moment. 

“I know it’s not much at this point,” he answers after a moment. “But if you still wanted-..” 

“Every fucking second,” Evan cuts him off. He surges forward and presses his lips against Tommy’s. The other man’s lips are dry and chapped, so unlike what he could still call up in his memory, but Tommy keeps him close even as Evan shifts and kisses his forehead before resting his head against Tommy’s. “I’ll be here every second, baby, until-…” 

Tommy lifts his hand to where Evan’s is still against his face and squeezes it gently. “Until.” 

[vee-crytraps]

Damiancore

No, we're not soulmates. This is not divine intervention. And this is most certainly not chance. I willed this. I knit the threads of fate myself until they spelled your name.

I love you intentionally. I love you with every bit of conscience I was born with.

— marsadist (via twitter)

[spacedoutamazon]

I'm having a menty b pls standby

[pearlofthewoods]

[shortstrawberry]

Oh wow, another ship where the dude fixes the deeply traumatised girl with power of love. Yaaay.

(At least that's how the fanfics show. And Amanda. Ekko seems like a good guy in the show.)

[thepeoplesevilhag]

everyone’s in love and i hate it

[vrillopurpura]

" If you marry me Would you bury me? Would you carry me to the end? "

Lowkey half the album fits them... if you head canon the hell out of them that is.

[thegodoffortune]

pt 2

animated by mee :)) watch the full thingy here

[perseyhandmaiden]

wow

Goths.

[wibblyv]

#the evolution of caitlyn watching vi eat

[bass-alien]

you fucking suck if you make other people feel badly about their bodies

[critter-of-habit]

oop 🤭