#thank you cait

[westerngayfairytales]

I loved the writing in this episode. Kate going all bad cop on the bail bondsman, quoting code violations, Lucy's chats with all the boys (taking glass shards from Jesse's hair!), and how the whole plot of Lucy going away for a bit felt well tied up.

I saw that some people on Twitter don't think it makes sense, but I think the writing did a really good job of showing why Lucy applied to an opportunity that scares her: she wanted to get away from Kate and everything that reminded her of Kate when they were broken up (ANGST!). The show told us why she wasn't talking about it with Kate at first: she wanted to figure out what she herself thought about it before bringing it up with Kate. The show had Lucy explicitly tell Kate she wouldn't make a decision without talking to her about it, which also shows that Kacy are indeed in a very good place in their relationship, and that's why they can do this. They're solid enough that a few months away won't make or break them. And I don't feel like the show just brushed over Lucy's fear*. Kate emphasized it in their first scene, and Lucy talked to Ernie about how that opportunity might mean she'll get over it (or at least better at facing it). And she's been on boats in at least two other episodes that I can remember. Insert "that's growth" gif here.

*I am upset, though, about the fact that WE WERE ROBBED of the opportunity to see thalassophobic Lucy falling into the sea. Now, when she's back, she'll have faced her fears and I won't have my dream come true.

[redspacewriter]

i’m sorry if this is like intrusive but how do u have SO many gems on love island???? 😭😭😭😭 i’m sick of spending my money on them and need do be let in on this hack if their is one pls….🤗🤗

anon, friend, it's not intrusive at all. mutuals of mine, @caitkaminski who helped figure how to mod the game and @rebelrayne who helped troubleshoot made the 9 million gems possible (is it a million? all i know it's a huge amount).

under the cut you'll find a hybrid of the tips sent by jessie and the mod post created by cait. link to their original post here.

Delete Facebook app and LITG2 app on your phone.

Download Bluestacks onto your PC/Mac.

Download the mod on Modyolo.

Install Modyolo version of LITG2 on Bluestacks. (It's going to open up to Season 4, don't worry play for a few until you see the button that takes you to the Homescreen)

On the Homescreen, Connect Facebook account.

Play [1] episode all the way through and purchase one outfit. You have to spend gems and a ticket. This is done on Bluestacks PC - not the phone.

Start [2] episode just to make sure that the game registers that use of a ticket.

On your Phone, download LITG2 and connect Facebook (do not download Facebook again until the gems/tickets show in app).

Once you have downloaded LITG2 and the gems/tickets show, you can download Facebook again. Gems/tickets will stay in tact. You do not need to play another episode before downloading Facebook again.

** The game may give you a choice to keep a Local or Cloud save, choose the one with the millions of gems. **

10. By now, if it all went well you can delete Bluestacks and everything else off your computer (at this point you no longer need it).

[mortwig]

Cait, I'm sorry I'm so late to this series but I'm here now, and very excited. This start is so promising I can't wait to read the rest of it 👀

Symbiote: Part One

dark!Peter Parker x Reader (fem) , platonic!Miles Morales x Reader

Summary: You host your best friends, Miles and Peter over to your home for your weekly Wednesday night board games and dinner. Peter’s late, and something is very wrong.

Warnings: 18+ noncon touch, scary Peter, curse words, mentions of fighting and blood. What do you call it when you get willingly kidnapped?

Symbiote Navigation Symbiote Playlist Crossposted on AO3

Part Two Finale

Your kitchen smelled incredible every Wednesday night like clockwork. For the past few years Wednesdays were for decompressing, eating killer food and playing board games until you pass out on the couch. Your best friends, Peter and Miles were due to arrive twenty minutes ago - sending you into a quiet panic.

When your two best friends are crime fighting heroes you tend to worry. So you pace, stopping occasionally to make sure the food is cooking well. “They’ll be here,” you whisper to yourself. Your favorite music played from your tv’s sound-bar, keeping you level headed and from dipping into protective best friend territory. You know, the kind when you text your friends and call them about fifteen times each and leave them numerous voicemails along with far too many texts.

The oven dings just as someone knocks on the door. You let out a long sigh, finally able to breathe after worrying so much. “Just one sec!” You yell as you took the food out of the oven, hearing another knock on your door. “Coming, I promise!”

Sitting the pan down on the towel covering the counter top you turn on your sock covered heels as you wiped your hands on your pants. You walk to the door and open it, smiling widely, “Well, there you are!” “Aye! There’s my girl!” Your best friend Miles smiled warmly as his arms pulled you into a warm embrace. You grunt as he squeezed you tighter, “Too strong, Miles!”

Miles released you, chuckling as you motioned him inside, “come on in! How are you, dear? I was worried sick about you.” Before you shut the door, you look around for Peter outside. “Miles, have you seen Pete? Or heard from him?” You ask, walking back over to the stovetop and mixing up a side dish. “He hasn’t texted all day, I’m a little concerned. It’s just not like him.”

Miles shook his head as he braced his hands on the counter in front of him. “I haven’t seen him or heard from him either, Y/N. He didn’t tell me of any intense Spidey stuff going on lately. The last time he texted me was last night close to his patrol ending,” he explains, pulling out his cellphone to read the message. “He said ‘weird activity around the park - I’ll text if I need you’ and never texted back. I fell asleep and then just forgot to check back with him.”

The room was tense as both of you radiated concern, you pull out your phone beginning to call Peter. It rang once and ended. You shake your head, trying again. No answer. Miles calls him and the same happens to him, one ring and ending. “Is he ending the calls himself?” Miles asks, furrowing his brows as he tried once more to call Peter.

But then three slow knocks rang from the door. Miles lowers his phone as you both stare at each other before looking at the door. You rush over and open it, seeing Peter standing there. Miles let’s out a content sigh seeing his friend, “Thank gods.”

“Oh my gosh, Pete! We were so worried!” You say, throwing your arms around him in a warm embrace. “Gosh, you’re freezing - come inside!” You say, pushing Peter into the house and onto your couch.

“We have been worried sick about you,” you say, moving Peter’s fluffy hair from his face. His eyes seem to glance over to you, you could feel it. “What happened?”

“You kinda fell off of the radar after you texted me last night,” Miles says, flashing his eyes at you - his brows furrowed seeing Peter sitting so upright and quite, staring at the wall. “Peter?”

Silence.

You and Miles throw blankets over Peter as he sits on your couch, still seeming to be staring past you both - completely unmoved. Again, you and Miles look towards each other, having a complete conversation in glances. Miles smacks his lips together before sitting down, rubbing his hands on his jeans as he sits forward towards Peter.

“Pete, you good, man?” Miles asks as Peter seems to snap out of whatever was going on with him - turning towards him as he smirked. He looked tired. “Yeah, M. I’m - I’m good.” He shook his head, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “Are you sure? We were really worried about you, like pretty bad worried,” Miles explains, adjusting in the chair he was sitting in across from Peter.

“I said I’m fine,” Peter snapped - his voice raspy. You and Miles look at each other with wide eyes before you look back to Peter. “Sorry, didn’t mean to pry,” Miles says reluctantly, looking down at the ground trying to divert his gaze from Peter.

Peter was like a big brother to Miles - this is not how Peter acts normally. He’s kind and funny - constantly attentive and making sure the two of you are okay. You guys were the three amigos and had been for years now - really like a tiny found-family. You and Peter met Miles at FEAST three years ago, becoming fast friends. After finding out about Miles’ powers Peter took him in under his wing, teaching him his tricks and moves and how to better harness his abilities. Ever since then the three of you have been inseparable - hanging out every Wednesday without fail and seeing each other whenever possible. You were the mom of the group, Miles was the kid brother despite being in his early twenties and Peter was the glue, the comedic timing - always saying the right thing just when you need it.

But this? This - whatever was going on was a stark contrast from the normal camaraderie the three of you shared. The room was thick and tense. Peter’s blank stare sent shivers up your spine as you glance over to Miles, seeing the sadness and confusion in his eyes - looking defeated by his best friend and mentor’s actions.

“Well, uh - dinner is ready.. let’s go eat,” you motion the two over to the table, hoping to ease the awkwardness. “I’m sure you guys will love it. I worked extra hard. Eat up!” You sit at the head of the table between Miles and Peter, watching as Miles seems to basically inhale the entire plate before you could finish your first few bites.

Peter hadn’t touched his food though. He sat, staring off into the kitchen past Miles. His sweet eyes were dark, seedy - something was definitely off. The way he had been acting for really the last 24 hours was completely out of character for Peter. You gently place your hand on his, “Pete? Do you want me to put your plate in the oven until you’re hungry?”

He didn’t speak, he didn’t move - he just stared past Miles, into the kitchen.

You and Miles glance at each other once more, both of you growing more concerned for your friend with every passing moment. Miles looked at Peter’s plate, then to you - giving you a small nod of approval to take the plate.

“Well, I’m just going to go ahead and put this up for you, Pete - and Miles can start dealing Uno cards, okay? Unless you want me to kick your ass in Scrabble.” You go to grab Peter’s plate, but his large left hand wraps around your wrist, causing you to drop the plate back onto the table loudly.

Miles looks up staring at the scene in front of him. He sees the terror in your eyes as Peter gripped your wrist.

You look at your best friend, still unmoved - not even looking at you. Your heart raced, confused by his actions. His grip tightened, gaining a wince from you as you try to pull away from him. He doesn’t budge. His arm doesn’t even move though you were using all of your strength to pull away.

“What the hell?” Miles speaks with his mouth full of food, looking as Peter’s knuckles grow white from holding your wrist so tightly. “Why are you holding her wrist like that?”

Peter smiles villainously, beginning to dig his nails into your flesh. “Aye, man - stop!” Miles yells, tossing his fork onto the table. “Why are you grabbing her like that?! It’s disrespectful. This isn’t you, Pete.”

Peter doesn’t budge, instead he slowly turns his head towards you - his dark eyes peering at you through his long lashes. Your heart drops seeing Peter this way. “Pete, you’re starting to really freak me out,” you whisper trying to pull your wrist from his firm grip again, but his fingernails begin to dig so hard it draws blood.

Miles stands, “Peter, I said sto-.”

Before Miles could finish his sentence a large black slime like material ripped out of Peter’s chest - slamming Miles into the refrigerator a few yards from where you stood. Vanishing just as quickly as it appeared.

“Oh my god,” you finally rip away from Peter, falling onto the floor as he stood up from the chair he had been sitting in. Peter looked down at you, smirking villainously as he started to speak, his tone sarcastic, “So sorry, I’m just not myself right now.”

“What happened to you, Peter? What’s going on with you?” You ask as tears began to form in your eyes - trying to blink them away and keep your vision on him. Everything was happening so fast it was hard to wrap your brain around what was going on. Your eyes quickly dart over to Miles, seeing him knocked out from whatever that was that just came out of Peter’s chest. Your refrigerator was completely demolished. “I think you really hurt him, Peter.” Your voice breaks.

“Oh, would you stop saying that fucking name,” Peter growls, rolling his eyes as he bends down towards you. “Peter isn’t really in charge right now.” He inhales sharply, eyes rolling in the back of his head as your aroma envelopes his senses, he moans, “I see why he’s friends with you. I can feel why he’s friends with you.”

“Wh - What?” You ask, furrowing your eyebrows as you start to scoot away from him. He just smirks, watching you scoot towards where Miles laid - almost as if he were enjoying it, watching you struggle. Miles had begun to slip back into consciousness as you slowly shook him awake. “Are you okay, Miles? Please be okay - please, please.”

“I’m okay,” Miles groans, bracing himself on you in front of the demolished refrigerator. “Y/N, are you okay?” His palm gripped his chest as he took a deep inhale, so could tell he was really hurt. If it wasn’t for his powers Miles would probably be dead.

“You’ll heal, Miles,” you breathe, rubbing your thumb on his cheek, sitting in front of him. “It’s gonna be okay.” He nods, wincing as he sat up fully. You felt helpless - a feeling you hated.

Peter gasps loudly, breathing heavily as the two of you turn towards him. You back yourself against the demolished fridge beside Miles.

“What’s wrong?” Peter said, his voice laced with concern and he breathed heavily, seeing that he was in your apartment. “What’s happened? I - I don’t remember anything. When did I get here? What’s going on?” You both stare at him, confused beyond belief at his change in personality. Peter’s doe eyes were filled with tears as he looked at the damage around him. “Something happened last night and I don’t know how to explain it. I haven’t been myself very much since. I - I - Something is happening to me. Please - It’s inside of me. Something is -.”

Peter screams loudly, grabbing his chest as the black slime seemed to ripple out of him before snapping quickly back inside. He stands straight, his dark eyes hone in on you as you wrap your arm around Miles’ bicep - clinging to him as he straightened up more, slowly healing from his injuries.

“What the fuck..” you whisper to yourself as you watch tears fall down Peter’s cheeks, villainously smiling again as he stalked towards you. You grip Miles’ arm tighter as he scooted you into him, trying to protect you even though he was in so much pain from being thrown.

Peter tsks as he approaches the two of you on the ground. “Oh, I understand now. He thinks of you as a brother,” he points to Miles and then you. “And you?” Peter licks his lips slowly as he knelt down towards you, black goo caressing your face and unknown to you, beginning to wrap around your ankles. He looks at you as if you were a piece of cake - gawking at you.

He winced loudly, grimacing before snapping back - his sweet eyes look at you and Miles through tears. Peter’s shaky hand raised to point at the door. His breath was labored as he whispered, “Run.”

Miles gets up with ease - yelling at you to, “Get the hell up!” as he runs. But you couldn’t move. You look down, seeing a black fleshy substance wrapped around your ankles and now your wrists as you sat on the ground. “I can’t,” you cried out.

He tried to help you, turning to run back towards you - but whatever was inside of Peter pushed Miles out of your apartment, shutting the door and locking it before slinking back inside of Peter. Still in front of you, trapping you - Peter smiles, he scans your body before snapping up to your gaze. “I can still feel his thoughts and his memories for now. I feel how he feels when he looks at you. And my god, does he feel for you.”

Slowly, the thing inside of Peter pulls your wrist towards him - putting it on his chest as more of the black substance wrapped around your hand, running up the length of your arm. “He can feel everything that I do. Part of me is part of his reaction. I think he wants you just as badly as I do.”

Your eyes were wide as you shook your head, “No - Peter and I - we.. we’re friends - best friends.” He shook his head, smiling widely at you as the black substance wraps further up you, around your throat and into your hair, the sensation sent chills up your spine. “He doesn’t like me like that. Just - just let me go.”

You knew how you felt about Peter Parker - your best friend since sophomore year of college. He was the guy you’ve had a secret crush on for years, but respected him and your friendship too much to say anything.

Miles banged on the door - yelling, “I’ve called the cops! They will be here in fifteen minutes! I’m going to try to break in, Y/N!”

“Fifteen minutes is more than enough time,” Peter growls, lifting you off the ground, still wrapped in the thick black bands of goo. “What are you doing? Let me down!”

Carrying you he enters your bedroom, shutting the door behind him. His grip is firm as he lowers you onto the bed. “Peter, please!”

As he steps away from you, Peter snaps back to normal, beginning to sob at he looked at you on the bed “I can’t stop whatever this is. Please - help me. I’m so scared. It took over my suit - I - I’m - ,” Peter lets out a blood-curdling scream as the foreign thing in his body rippled under his skin. He gasps before standing straight up, the darkness of his eyes pierced yours.

“You’re stronger than this, Pete,” you whisper, slinking off of the bed and stepping towards your window. “Please, you aren’t being yourself. You’re scaring me.”

He is quite as his head slowly cocks to the side. “What do you think it will feel like once I fuck you?” Peter’s raspy voice whispered, licking his lips again as the black mass started to show from his body in a tentacle like fashion. You’re terrified, back hitting the wall as you realize it’s you versus a literal superhero - the odds were not in your favor.

A black tentacle zooms across the room, constricting around your neck and bringing you towards Peter as other black lines wrap around your waist.

Now face to face, Peter’s hands wrap into your hair - pulling you close. He smiles, almost looking like himself as you locked eyes with him. “Peter, please - don’t -.”

Two black masses rip apart the sweatshirt you wore, revealing a tight fitting camisole underneath. Peter growled at the sight of your chest pressed up against him. You could feel the erection in his pants growing larger as you gulp, wondering if after all this time that this was how you and Peter would get together. Please, no. Not this way.

Peter’s hand trailed down your chest, going to pull down your pants while the black substance coming from his body held you up - slowly wrapping around your extremities. “You look good like this,” he growled. “I bet you feel as good as you look.”

His hand trails over the elastic holding your pants up, tracing lines to tease you as his finger hooked underneath, beginning to slide them off. A crash comes from your window, both of you turn towards it to see Miles - clad in his Spiderman suit. You could see the rage in his eyes. He screams loudly seeing whatever was inside of Peter had started to do with you, “Fucking let her go, now!” Miles hisses. He was just as protective of you as you are of him.

Miles rushes Peter, shooting webs at him trying to knock him away from you without injuring either of you. “I don’t know who or what you are, but you need to get the hell out of my friend and off of my other before I whoop your ass,” he growls.

“Promise?” Peter sneers as Miles lands a kick to Peter’s smiling face - he was enjoying it. “Do it again.”

Shooting another web that wraps around your wrist, Miles struggles to pull you from Peter’s grip. Whatever it was had wrapped around you, completely restricting you and holding you to Peter.

“Let her go, now!” Miles yells, landing a firm punch to Peter’s jaw, causing him to finally release you as he pounced on Miles. You fall to the ground, scattering to a corner of your room, trying to get a better grip on the situation. Peter was attacking Miles violently, throwing punches and holding him down as he pummeled him.

“Stop!” You scream through sobs, feeling more helpless than before. You had to do something.

Miles and Peter’s strengths were normally the same, but Peter was much stronger with this thing inside of him. He was even more calculated, his spider senses were even more intense than before - and that was a major problem.

Blood had started to splatter on your bedroom’s wall, painting them red with Miles’ blood. You realized what you had to do.

You stood, clearing your throat. “Hey, Pete!” Peter’s head snapped towards you. Miles looked over at you, his face bloodied. He started to shake his head seeing the determined look in your eyes, he knew that look - the look you get when you need to get shit done. His thoughts raced thinking of what in the world you were about to do.

“Take me,” you whisper as tears start to roll down your cheeks, though your face remained stoic. Miles whispers “No, Y/N.” As he tried to stop you, realizing what you had decided to do. “Not this, Y/N. Don’t do this - we can figure this out. The cops will be here any minute now,” he whispers from across the room as a black tentacle held him on the ground by the throat. “Y/N, please. You don’t have any special powers - and Peter is not himself. He will kill you.”

“I told your parents that I will protect you always, Miles. I can’t let them down. I can’t - I can’t. It’s my job to protect you. I’ve got to protect you,” you whisper, shaking your head as you start to sob. “Remember? I’m your big sister now and forever - I love you, Miles. It’s going to be okay.”

Miles cries out as he lays on the carpet of your bedroom, Peter’s grip still tight on his throat. “Y/N, please. Don’t be a hero. Please. We can figure this out. We can-.”

“No, Miles. I have to do this. I hope you can understand,” you look back to Peter. “Don’t hurt him anymore. Just take me, please. Leave him alone.”

Peter started to stand, approaching you slowly as a black version of his Spider-suit started to wrap around his body. “Please, Y/N - I’m not a kid anymore. I can help,” Miles watches Peter begin to stalk you again, the black mass still choking Miles as it held him to the carpet.

You gulp, gripping your hands together in fists trying to stop shaking from fear. “I’m the one you want, right? So, take me,” you whispered staring Peter straight in the eyes and gritting your teeth. “Gladly,” Peter hissed as Miles cries out for you, trying to pull himself up from the ground - fighting as hard as he could to get to you, “Peter - please don’t do this! It’s Y/N!”

Before he could reach you Peter had pounced on you, wrapping the darkness around you and throwing the two of you out of the window. Miles lets out an exhausted scream realizing he wasn’t quick enough to catch up with Peter. As he looks through the streets he sees Peter disappear with you into the night, swinging through the city as blue lights start to bounce off of the brick apartments around yours.

Miles turns and looks at the chaos around him, wishing that all of this was just a bad dream. Whatever was inside of Peter had you, and Miles knew it was up to him now to save both of you.

Hopefully it wouldn’t be too late.

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Special tag for my beautiful pal, V @agnesamarantheastwood

A/N: this will be a mini series!! Let me know if you’d like to be tagged my angels. - Cait <333

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[viwifey]

VI + NOSE

[sigsfigs]

i'm mrs. manhattan

[lowpolyanimals]

Cait Sith and Moogle from Final Fantasy VII

[janitorpostman]

people who are like "oh no they ruined Caitlyn she is on the bad side now" am I the only one glad that Caitlyn's character took this turn? She was the face of the enforcers to the viewers for such a long time. She was kind, compassionate and diligent, the perfect "good cop".

But that's not a fair representation of the enforcers now, is it.

Vi and Powder were orphaned by enforcers. Kind? No.

When in order to survive, they snuck into Piltover to steal goods to sell them, it was enforcers's job to catch and punish these kids, no questions about what kinda life drove these children to do that asked. Compassionate? No.

When Vi got kidnapped arrested. She was put in prison for 6+ years, I doubt there was ever a due court process to determine whether this child was really guilty and deserved imprisonment or not. Diligent? No.

[arcanegifs]

"If I can figure who made this, it could lead me directly to whoever's behind it all. The answer is here, staring me in the face. I can feel it."

[caseydoingart]

A Beautiful Miracle

[hello-galad]

I commissioned a shy but flirty looking Vincent from @vaatil and it was so SO worth it. Look at him, he’s perfect 😭❤️.

Bonus under the cut: (Thank You, Til. You are amazing)

[waifujuju]

i've been checking out your art for a few years now and as someone who is autistic, loves Cloud, and also headcanons him as autistic, it makes me very happy seeing all your art relating to that!!!

Aaahhh thank you, that makes me so happy to read!!! I really appreciate you taking the time to send such a kind message!! ;w;

[mortwig]

Oh my god Cait what a masterpiece. The way you reflect Peter's fight with himself? Wow. Absolutely flawless. That's the Peter we know, the Peter that will always try to do the right thing even if he has to fight against himself to do it. Wow. Just wow Cait. Beautiful.

I also love Y/N's resourcefulness and intelligence. I love her.

Also it's so spicy I loveeeee all the little movements and touches and ooft.

Top quality fanfic right here.

Symbiote: Part Two

dark!Peter Parker x Reader (fem) , platonic!Miles Morales x Reader

Summary: Peter has you alone as Miles desperately searches for the two of you.

Warnings: 18+ non-con touch, blood, scary Peter, dark themes

Symbiote Navigation Symbiote Playlist Crossposted on AO3

Part One Finale

Your eyes were shut tightly. You could feel your heart beat racing in your throat as the wind seemed to scream into your ears. Car horns and screeching breaks caused you to let out small screams, each time hiding your face deeper into Peter’s warm chest - still too afraid to open your eyes. You weren’t used to flying through the city - you weren’t a damsel in distress.

This has never happened, swinging with Spiderman - Peter had never needed to pull him out on you, even after all of these years. Neither had Miles. You’ve always been able to hold your own, and they both knew it. They know you are a witty and intelligent woman. You’re fully capable of protecting yourself from whatever Peter or Miles may get you accidentally involved in, you always have been.

Your brain seemed to be going a million miles a minute, trying to figure your way out of this mess and how to fix whatever was wrong with Peter. His demeanor had completely shifted, morphing back into a somewhat version of himself that he had slipped into years ago when you had first met him. He was calloused, bitter and angry with the world. But this? This was much worse than that Peter Parker.

Peter clung to your body, still wrapped in the darkness within him as he swings the two of you through the city. Though you protested and pleaded with him, Peter remained unchanged - not even acknowledging you at this point as he begins to lower his articulate swings. He held onto you tightly, fingers bruising your skin. With your cheek pressed to his chest you finally muster up enough courage to look up at Peter - the black Spider-suit clinging to his body, covering his face.

The night air whipped around you - cold and harsh, slowly beginning to quite literally take your breath away, unable to fully catch your breath due to the speed of the swings. Your eyes remained on Peter, still trying to wrap your mind around what exactly happened back at your apartment and how you could fix it.

The strength of the wind against Peter’s swings and the adrenaline that was wearing off started to make you see stars as your vision grew hazy. Every inch of your skin began to tingle, feeling yourself slowly slip from consciousness. Your body goes limp in Peter’s arms as he looks down at you, gripping you tighter to better support your falling head - the black substance cocooning your body as he hurled the two of you through the bustling city.

His brain was foggy, Peter couldn’t really remember how exactly you were in his arms in the first place, but he didn’t seem to mind. He was determined to get you alone, driven by something primal - a hungry desire that had been lurking deep inside of him, sitting idle out of respect for your friendship. Now? Now Peter was unhinged, fallen victim to whatever was stirring inside of him, beginning to latch onto him slowly, quietly.

He routinely drops to the fire escape of his apartment, opening the window with his heel and slowly stepping in. Though determined to get you to himself and inside, Peter is being far more gentle with you than before as he made sure to not smack your head on the window’s trim.

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[bacchuschucklefuck]

[kazumahashimoto]

love this animal

[jaztice]

you ever read a book and realize you aren’t alone in the world and that love is real and everyone including you deserves it

[littlebigmouse]

Everything about Caitlyn is hands down my favourite thing about season 2 so far. She stole the show. Best written arc yet. I already liked her and fortiche kept beating me over the head with her rifle anyway. 10/10 would stan again.