#i will love you for the rest of my life

[unabashedqueenfury]

Reign 2013-17/02-22

Mary and Francis

[10millionotters]

I love my lightning in a bottle friendships so much

[firstfullmoon]

Jackie Sabbagh, “Having a Great Time Being Transgender in America Lately”

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

How much longer 'til your luck runs out?

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[egophiliac]

like mother, like son, but less wholesome this time?

(I couldn't decide whether or not to put them together, so have them in all the different ways!)

[moominmammaonheroin]

Jonathan Sims is like a shit wizard with googly eyes stuck to his head claiming he’s the prophet

[bytebun]

my piece for @thecodywanzine! thanks to the mods who let me go completely ham and cheese on this bad boy. this one's about living longer than you ever expected and not knowing what to do with it

[icarusredwings]

Thinking about that one post that was like

"Wade and logan spending multiple life times worth together, going through absolutely everything together to the point seperating them would just be plain cruel because of how soul tagged they are with each other and this just so happens to be the universe where they alone outlive everyone theyve ever known time and time again, so here they are, alone, but in each others arms in an old canadian moutian cabin, their front lawn looking like a grave yard with how many loved ones they kept with them. Theyre both old, wades wrinkles are just the light of this white manned beasts life and yet, they put collars on one another in the most caring and adoring way, caressing one anothers cheeks as Logan gives him not only the best 10 life times but also the gift no one else could bare to give him. Death. Unseathing his claws into his chest as quick as he can. And Wade to him, a knife stabbed critically. The best gift you can give your lover who can't die is the best life, yes, but a peaceful and coddled death is the ultimate goal. To lay there, bleeding out without a care in the world as Logan memorizes those pearl like eyes, and wade imprints the small smirk he has into his memory for eternity.'

And then someone reposted with two skeletons holding each other?

To that, I pitch after the last kiss Wade will ever give him, He smiles, because he knows he's made Wade as happy as humanily possible. Laying there for years or for hours, they're unsure. But they do know one thing.

"See ya at home, bub." He tells him with his last breath, an ungodly amount of blood gushing out the side of his mouth. But he's not sad. No, no neither of them are. They're relieved. Logans last act of service was bringing Wade Home. The place he never really felt right because he knew he was supposed to be dead by now.

And they'd find them in a week.

After the buzzards get loud.

After the insecets have made their claim.

After the foxes has had their taste.

After the raven has had it's say.

Id be home with you, I'd be home wih you.

Id be home with you.

I'd be Home

with

You.

[souenkun]

I need the pokemas anniversary to come soon so we can hopefully see volo go batshit crazy again for the second time!!!

[flowercape]

second chance

[ideologyofone]

[yooboobies]

a bouquet of flowers for a flower...💐 | for @jkvjimin

[lightbulb-warning]

to be so passionate it takes your breath away

oh darling, love's gonna choke you out!!!!!!!!

[sableeira]

Do you care for a cigarette?

[babychosen]

jumpsuit angela you will always be famous to me

[laurapetrie]

Of all the great women of Hollywood's golden age, Carole Lombard is the most unjustly neglected. While her contemporaries Katharine Hepburn, Bette Davis, Joan Crawford, Barbara Stanwyck and Jean Harlow continue to be eulogised and commemorated, Lombard's star seems to be fading. These women were all, in their ways, worthy of admiration and even of emulation. But Lombard was incomparable. When she died in 1942 at the age of only 33 in a plane crash while selling war bonds, director Wesley Ruggles, who'd worked with her for years, said that however tragic Jean Harlow's death had been, "somehow you knew you'd adjust. But we couldn't comprehend losing Carole, and we never adjusted to it, either. She was irreplaceable, and we just kept on missing her." - SARAH CHURCHWELL, "Oh, Carole!"