18+ !!

what goes on in my brain every single day

there’s something about john wick looking at puppies…

an extremely overdue vacation with spencer on the coast somewhere sunny. ⋆˚꩜｡

staying in bed till noon and leaving the beach well after sunset.

the two of you drift off into naps under the rays of light, a warmth that tingles pleasantly on your skin, bodies draped over soft towels. spencer makes sure to reapply your sunscreen every two hours.

the sun brings out a light dusting of freckles on his chest; you trace along them, stringing them together like constellations.

spencer lets you hold onto him as he walks to the deeper end, his height posing an advantage. he relishes in the soft press of you behind him, your arms wrapped around his shoulders, leaning his head back so he can catch your lips.

the orange glow of the sun illuminates his skin beautifully, you're doomed to admire him the entire time. fortunately for you, he does the same, leaving you both reeling, sheepishly ducking your heads, a pink flush accompanying the light sunburn.

I dont want to get my hopes high because its Marvel, but oh lord, the fics i'm gonna write...

i’m probably talking and giggling with my s/o in my dr rn. that’s okay. i’m happy for me.

If your religion makes you feel superior to anyone else then you’re no longer following religion; you’re following your ego.

me liking every successful shifting story post as if it’s my full-time job.

sometimes all an angel needs is her alone time and tumblr

kidnapper!ghost will tie your hands behind your back and forcefully make you sit on his face because he wants to apologize for making you cry but doesn't trust you not to scratch his eyes out or reach for the lamp and hit him over the head with it.