#honey meows

[hedwig221b]

Stiles Stilinski

Happy Birthday to the bravest human running among wolves! 🥳💗🐺

Derek Hale moodboard

[waywardsoul-s]

I am relistening to "inevitable" and we were all so desperate in 2018, looking for crumbs that paul was just pretending to be assimilated. Our homeboy wouldnt be caught dead singing (literally) let alone say to his crush "let me puke in your mouth em, just open your food bin, girl".

[manglednatalia]

Thought tumblr will appreciate this more

[makethatelevenrings]

“I stay right here” with Bruce x wife 🫣

“The restraints,” Bruce voiced his concerns in a strained voice. “They’re hurting her.”

The crease that appeared between Alfred’s eyes revealed the strain that he had tried to hide. His lips pursed and he nodded quickly.

“Yes, sir. It’s necessary, unfortunately. The fear gas is making her lash out and she could hurt herself.”

You attended a meeting in his stead, waving off questions about Bruce Wayne’s whereabouts with a smile and a reminder that he had been seen partying late last night at one of Gotham’s top clubs. In reality, he was seated in the cave all day watching the tracker he placed on one of Scarecrow’s vans dart all around the city. By the time he realized where their final location was headed, it was too late. The gas was pumped into the vents of the room you were in, not Wayne Enterprises because he thought of these things of course, and now you were laid out on a cot in the cave with the antidote slowly pumping through your veins.

It would take two hours, maybe three, before the antidote fully cleared your mind. You were in the throes of horrid nightmares and visions, begging sobs and panted wails escaping your lips. You thrashed against the restraints that dug into your skin and he couldn’t just stand here anymore and watch. Bruce pushed away from the desk and strode to your side. He yanked the restraints off and smoothed his thumb over the abrasions on your skin.

“Shh, shh. I’ve got you,” he whispered into your ear. He slid under the thin cotton sheets of the medical bed and pressed your hot, tear-stained face against the skin of his neck.

“Bruce,” you whimpered as you convulsed and curled into him.

“I’m here.”

His fingers brushed against the metal band you wore on your left hand and he pressed his own against it, a silent brand against his mind as he remembered his vows. In sickness and in health.

“Don’t leave me,” you begged.

“I won’t. I’ll stay right here. As long as you need.”

He broke a lot of promises. He missed date nights and worked odd hours and you went to bed alone every night. He forgot meetings and let you handle the day to day things while he took on the sins of a city. He was a shit husband. You were the perfect wife.

But this was a promise he wasn’t going to break. Even if you needed him until the sun began to crest and start its ascent, he would stay. Even if the city was on fire, he would stay. Even if the world was imploding, he would stay.

In sickness and in health, he had promised. He wouldn’t break that vow.

[poutyniall]

I wanna keep him in my pocket

[g0thbrooks]

Are you a cat person?

[alphaclxwn]

tee hee noah lindsay friendship is so underrated honesty

[doublycharming-tetraquark]

Evil Mutual is trying to ruin my love for Louis and Punjabi Songs send help. And after all the effort I am putting into the Kajra Re Armand edit. I am surrounded by ungratefulness and treachery 😔.

[popopaya]

meow meow

[logicalaccidence]

DREW NOAH‼️‼️

yip

[shima-draws]

Selka: Ever since Alice was taken away Eugeo never smiles anymore 😔

Kirito: Wait but I see him smiling around me all the time?

Me:

[emotionallyslut-ty]

Honey 🍯

[supersecretaccount123]

WHYYYY DO ALL THE MEN I LIKE HAVE TO BE 60+

[brotherdusk]

AS IF apple used one of the most emotionally distressing scenes from foundation to promote their new augmented reality glasses. watching the worst character in the show raze two planets to dust wasn't enough I need to feel like I'm right there with him

[mauv-the-bluest-cat-ever]

man the evil x brainrot is about to settle in for realsies i now interpret a third song in a row as something that can relate to ex ( aka imagining animatics hopelessly ) </3

[poutyniall]

to this day, it still hunts me the fact we know nothing about these