Rb If You Want Lilith To Hold You In Her Strong Werewolf Arms

Love like you

Reblog if..

● your parents called you fat

● your brother/sister called you fat

● your friends called you fat

● you called yourself fat

● a stranger called you fat

so i was thinking, what if in Miles’ universe, MJ was actually just Zendaya 

Help me find a fic please

I read this fic like a month ago on ao3 and now I can not find it. The fic was basically an AU where steve worked at a gas station and eddie worked at the local radio station. Steve started calling in under the name king and was telling him about his love life. Then eddie starts being a customer at the gas station and steve falls for him. I can not find this fic and i was wondering if anyone knew what i was talking about and had a link. Please help I really want to reread it.

UPDATE: IT WAS FOUND ITS VIDEO KILLED THE RADIO STAR BY DISCOSUPERFLY ON AO3

Malakai Mitchell. The second bisexual confirmation in a week that's making me go absolutely fucking bonkers.

Every time Reid was hugged by a BAU member in chronological order (nobody asked for this but deep down, everyone needed it)

I love them so much 🥹💜

#boyfriends

let buck be the one to be held and handled in all the ways he wants to be handled by tommy. he deserves it

100 days of writing #11

I’ve been working so hard on so many things that today’s update is just self indulgent and I regret nothing.

Here, I present you: another caswen drabble. ENJOY!

Ricky was into bad pick up lines, and EJ totally hated it. Or that’s what he wanted Ricky to think. He got cranky and faked to be annoyed every time Ricky said them, EVERY TIME. But it was all an act. He loved Ricky’s pick up lines, what he hated was that they weren’t for him.

EJ was a bit possessive when it came to Ricky. They weren’t together, but they weren’t apart either. They fooled around. And more times than one, they ended up making out in some corner. At first it only happened in parties, but after the third time… EJ may have invited Ricky to his house after school… to do some homework. Homework that never happened. As soon as Ricky entered EJ’s room, he was over him, feeling him over his clothes and kissing him deeply.

Nobody knew what was happening between the two of them. They didn’t say anything, and nobody suspected shit.

EJ was head over heels for the skater boy. And he didn’t like it. Who was he supposed to be? Avril Lavigne in an old song? Please… He was EJ Caswell. And he didn’t fall for soft himbos with a nice voice and velvet skin… He did not.

But oh boy… he did.

And Ricky kept messing around with some dumb pick up lines directed to everyone but him. And EJ was getting jealous. Ricky should say shit like that only to him. But he didn’t dare to tell him that. He wasn’t crazy. Ricky would totally make fun of him for that. Nobody made fun of EJ.

Until some dirty chick from another class approached them during lunch time and said:

“Hey Ricky, I lost my number, can I have yours?”

And no. That was a big no. Did she have the audacity to try to get his man’s phone in front of his salad? Nope. Not happening. EJ was not letting that chick have Ricky’s number. He was his.

“Hey Ricky!” That got his attention. Point for EJ. Suck it blonde chick. “Feel my shirt.” He didn’t give him time to think, he just grabbed his hand and put it on top of his sweater. Ricky’s face had confused puppy written all over it. “It’s made of boyfriend material!” The rest of the table fell silent. The tension was palpable.

And Ricky cracked up. He was clearly not expecting it, and EJ felt pride filling his chest. He made Ricky laugh… He did that.

“You are a dork. And you are hella lucky I like you, too.”

And kissed him. Right in the mouth. In front of the whole drama club. Well… no secret no more. And EJ didn’t mind it at all.