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SERIOUS ANSWERS ONLY. YOU ARE MAKING SWEET LOVE TO ONE OF THESE ANIMATED ICONS.
No isn’t an option. You have to choose one of them. Lola Bunny isn’t an option because she’s out of your league.
Yooooo I was literally just thinking about this song??? Bro it's so fucking relatable and idk how
I mean, NO. BAD. Don't hurt yourself. You don't deserve to bleed. If it doesn't get better I will FORCE your situation to improve. Your body is good enough I'm pretty sure. Soooooo, NUH UH. NOT the current mood. The current mood should be "I'm an epic mental health king, even if I'm not healthy I'm trying, and that's enough. If anybody says anything else, they're lying." THAT should be your current mood. What can I do to change that mood you're in to the one that it should be pookie wookie shmookie bear?
current mood lmao
just feelin sillyyyy
🪐 — EDWARD TEACH for izzy !
here’s the tragedy: a beautiful boy is sitting on your bed. he doesn’t tell you he loves you, but he does. devotion stronger than a cannon ball to the gut, the kind of it he would drown for, if only you asked. edward lays his head on the bed, eyes on the ceiling for a moment or two before turning them on izzy — the angle is a bit weird, and his neck will soon start to feel funny, but he makes it work somehow. ‘ whatever you want, really. just make it piraty enough. ’ he thinks on it, shakes his head and then turns to face the bed, elbows on it, one hand ending up on izzy’s knee for good measure. no, it’s not enough. he wanted this moment to be branded on both their minds, something undeniable, a tether and that only works two ways instead of just one.
' wanna do something crazy, iz? ’ a near whisper, as if they’re conspiring, or on the edge of something greater than themselves, his eyes now boring into izzy’s ones without pause. perhaps it’s the fading adrenaline from the earlier raid, but he feels a touch dizzy, as if drunk or feverish. ' do the same for me. mark me, make me yours. ’ this is not what captains usually ask of their first mates, edward is pretty sure, but he also couldn’t care less. carve your name into my arm and lick the blood from it afterwards, only then will i know we are inextricably bound.
IT IS NOTHING LESS THAN A BLESSING to have edward’s eyes on him. despite his father’s attempts, izzy had never become a religious man. how could he believe in anything greater than this ? when edward looks at him, he knows that there is nothing in any heaven that could hope to match the rush he feels, nor is there anything from any hell that could keep izzy away from him now. ‘ want to do something crazy ? ’ edward asks him, & he doesn’t even have to consider it before he’s nodding — he’s already crazy for him. but it’s what comes next that shocks izzy into stillness, a breath pulling sharply into his lungs when edward says ‘ make me yours. ’ & for a moment, he is certain he must have misheard. he belongs entirely to his captain, of course. that much felt so obvious that it went without saying, especially now that he wore the proof of their bond plain on his face. but the idea that edward wants to belong to him, too is something izzy has never expected, & surely never dared let himself hope for. there is nothing he would not do for his captain if it was asked of him. but this is something he would actually ask for, if he could ever manage to find the voice to speak with. ❝ edward, ❞ is all he manages at first. & when izzy says his name it sounds rather like a prayer. & then he moves, eager to take the opportunity before edward loses that manic look that izzy loves so much. not a moment later, his captain is laying out on the sleeping bunk instead with a bottle in his left hand, his first mate perched loyally at his side. edward’s right arm is extended out so that izzy can hold the hand firmly in his left, with the needle re-inked in his right. & in spite of the adrenaline that’s running through him, his grip is steady, just as he promised. ❝ i’m going to put the first one right here, ❞ he says, tapping a smooth spot on the back of edward’s hand near his wrist. ❝ if you like it, you can have more. but this one here, this is ours. this one will be just for us. ❞ & then izzy catches his captain’s eye one final time before the needle descends, smoothing the place he plans to press their mark into with soothing strokes of his thumb. ❝ & don’t bite your tongue off, ❞ is his final warning before leaning forward & pressing the first beads of ink beneath his skin.
she the owner of me and my husband by Mitski
nuff said
new yuri image for desperate lesbians just dropped
I want you to know I can’t do it alone. Hold my hand.
