#INLOVE WITH HIM SO BAD

[02shuuu]

guys my joshua headcannon is that if the person he likes gives him sweets he’ll eat them even though he doesn’t like them (sweets) very much 😭 he won’t tell them about it either he’ll just keep accepting the sweets and eating them cause he appreciated the effort they went through to make it. and one day he’ll think about making sweets for the person he likes as a thank you for always giving him such a yummy treats. he’ll spend so much time researching what he thinks they’ll like (and what he thinks he’s capable of making) and once he’s picked smth he’ll do a bunch of trials to make sure they taste good before actually giving it to the person he likes. and they like it so much that he decides to try baking a bit more often to see them smile more (RAAAAAAA). so it just becomes an exchange like once a week. and eventually when they get into a relationship he’ll awkwardly break the news that he doesn’t ACTUALLY like sweets. his partner won’t believe him at first because he ate SO MANY sweets that they made for them and shua will just say he liked them cause they made it for him 😫😭🫶

[heartorbit]

figure skating set right now please. thanks

[san-marzano]

TREIN TREIN TREIN TREIN TREIN TREIN TREIN TREIN TREIN TREIN TREIN TREIN TREIN TREIN TREIN

[thatsonehellofahabit]

when playing popular visual novel games for purely research purposes backfires once the presence of a pathetic wet sop of a man comes into the equation

[stargirl0479]

pages 252-261 in the final gambit made me cry.

[toughtttz]

Jamie from boiling point is SO. I just rubbed one out [cut myself] because of the changing scene when his thigh cuts are out out of excitement

[kit-kat-jo]

WHAT THE FUCCCKKK WHY DID IT END LIKE THAT??? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[clownhonkbonk]

loving EVERYONE talking about good omens pride and prejudice for " the ball" episode

[maiden167]

I need him now, pleaasssssseeeee

[aliceosemansolos]

Dear Janvier,

You're mad at me hahah or maybe I'm mad at you. I started the converstation pero you started the argument. This has happened a lot recently. I tell no one because you are the only one who listens. You are my only friend, Janvier. That's funny to admit because nobody says things like that in real life. I hate you, Janvier. I hate hate hate you. No I don't. I love you, Janvier. I love you so much it hurts me. I love the way you hug me. I love the way you stare at me. I love the way your hair gets messed up pero it looks nice on you. I love your laugh because it truly is angelic. I love your smile. It's so addicting like sugar. I want so much of it to the point where I get sick. Most of all, I love your soul. It's so truly angelic and beautiful. I love all of you, the "bad" parts and good ones. I love you on your good and bad days. I love you all the time. I must love you in silence though. I want to love you in public pero I can't. I either love you or not. I would rather let myself die in every universe then to stop loving you. I am very, very lost. You guide me through the darkness like a latern. I hold on to you and shine pero the moment I let go, you break. Breaking you would break me. Hurting you would hurt me. I feel all your emotions as if they were my own. Your pain is my pain. Every burden you bare, I shall bare it too. I would take away all your pain and give it to myself if I could. You do not deserve pain. You do not deserve to hurt or wilt like a flower. I will wilt for you. You might miss me pero not more than I'd miss you. I miss you all the time. I miss you when I lay in bed at night, knowing you're not next to me. I miss you in the morning when I am not making you breakfast and kissing your cheek. I miss you when I write, knowing all that I write is my imagination. I miss you when you are off and away doing the things you always do because I should be there with you. I miss you when I see green and immediately think of you. No one shall ever die if they are loved by a writer. You, my love, will never not ever die. You will live on in my stories. Although, you're under a different alias, you will know. Tonight, I am a poet. I am your poet. Your scarred battlefield. I am anything you want me to be. Even if that is only a friend. I want to be by your side. I want to be right next to you through everything. I want to see you blossom instead of wilting. I want you to find someone to love you much more than I do. When you do, I will cheer you on from the bench. I will hide my pain with happiness for you. I will wait for you until the end of the world. I will find you in every universe and love you the exact way I do now. I will take care of you. I will wash your hair when you do not feel like it. I will help you get ready in the morning when all you want to do is die in your bed. I will brush your teeth when you decide you can't move your arms. I will help you walk when you struggle to stand. I will help you when you struggle finacially. I will help you when you struggle no matter what. I will take good care of you. I will love you no matter what. Even if I must do so in silence. I will do anything you want me to do. I will help you even when I am struggling myself. I will feel all your terrible emotions for you. I will cry for you until I choke on my tears. I will wipe any tear you shed. I will do everything I can to make you happy. I will do search everywhere and anywhere for you. I will love you forever and ever. I will always be yours even if you are not mine. When you move on, I hope you still think about me and about how I said I would wait. I will always wait for you. I will always be ready to try things with you again. I will always do anything for you. I will always take the blame for you. I will always do whatever you want me to. I will be the person I never had for you. I will love you in silence forever and ever. I love you so much, Janvier. These are all the words that went unsaid. The ones I wish I could've told you sooner before I lost you. This is farewell for now, Janvier.

[penelopesbaby]

Me leaving the function to go listen to warrens playlist again

[choccorin]

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[cptnbeefhrt]

hi life update i still miss my 6’3” blond freckle boy situationship (he was my manager at my old job before i moved cities) uhh my job pays good but it sucks (starbucks barista at a grocery store…) …….. but im doing good financially n all i rly do is go to work n smoke weed in my apartment w my roommate.. um ya anyways calypso out

[angelamontoo]

With all the really cool Peter Lorre inspired ocs I've been seeing lately I thought I'd draw some art of the closest thing I have to a Peter Lorre oc

Meet Claude Gauthier(whos name I spelt wrong in the drawing cause I'm stupid and have period brain) he's my interpretation of the unnamed main character from 'The Horla', my favourite of Peter Lorres radio shows

Claudes parents encouraged him to study for a mathematically focused career, but he would have rather studied music. He has been singing and playing the violin since he was young and has taken up writing compositions and various other instruments as a hobby over the years, namely the piano, cello and more recently, the harp and concertina. He's fond of opera, especially French(of course) and German, but he has nostalgia for the hungarian folk music shared with him by his mother and grandmother and a more recent appreciation for American and Irish folk music

He works as an accountant and a tax consultant for a wealthy American, named Declan Fitzsimmons, who has a property and a small company near Paris, inherited from his maternal French family. He and Claude have also been having an affair for the last 12 years

Claude is close with his maid, Marie, who he acts as something of a father figure toward. Many people scoff at how Claude "coddles" his help, but with how difficult life can be for young working girls, Claude sees no harm in giving her some extra change to get a pastry when he sends her off for groceries or letting her sleep in an hour or two every once in a while

[angelwolf985]

your so right

Oh, god. I understand now. This look Aziraphale has right after Crowley kissed him. I didn't understand why he'd look disgusted when we as the audience know that their feelings are mutual, and as Neil hinted, they both wanted to confess in this episode, but the Metatron changed that. "Do it again."

Richard Siken//Good Omens

[fucked-up-on-drugs]

Would your answer be different?

Knowing that we had the chance to stay this age for the rest of are life's,

Would you have stayed then?