Would You Believe Me When I Tell You That The Exact Same Thing Happened To Me But My Dad Was Playing

Wait i rewatched it (again) and she also said i love you to marcus!!!

Rosa Diaz said the words "I love you" to five people:

Her mom

Her dad

Her dying grandpa

Adrian Pimento

And Amy Santiago.

reblog and put in the tags the title of a movie that was filmed near where you live

WHAT

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My next book will be my last.

honestly Montero by lil nas x is the furthest it gets from my taste in music but damn that song is FIRE

also it's like a whole mood for LGBTQ+ people and i am living for it lmao

(also made a cute wlw doodle inspired by the song lmao)

and people have the audacity to ask why i stan him.

This is complete chaotic studio energy for your eyes only, had lots of fun exploring Youngblood for its 3rd anniversary. Here's a train wreck for your entertainment - @ashtonirwin. 🎥 @ryanfleming

via 5SOS' Instagram. 12th April 2021

After dinner

They stood on the quiet street, it was late now, after the shooting and the police sirens the buzz of that evenings events had quietened and whilst the meal had been pleasant it was clear neither of them knew exactly where they stood.

“Okay then, till next time” said Sherlock descisively, he nodded his head as if to signal that was it then spun round to walk away.

John realised he didn’t want him to leave, panicked, he blurted out,

“I have a bit of a soft spot for you” he blushed, surprised at himself he dropped his head, not wanting to see Sherlock’s reaction.

As Sherlock turned to look at John, he added quietly,

“Actually quite a big soft spot”,

Still looking down he noticed Sherlock was close now.

“And where is this .....soft spot?” Sherlock’s voice was gentle and low, but suggestive.

Johns breath was gone, knocked out of his chest by the words.

He looked up at Sherlock, eyes locked on his but he did not speak.

Sherlock’s eyes travelled down Johns face, then body, then back up to his eyes. He held Johns gaze, whose breath was still baited, and slowly reached out to touch Johns chest.

“Is it here?”

As his fingers made contact lightly with Johns cotton shirt electricity jolted through his skin and burned along the path Sherlock trailed upwards. When he reached the skin of Johns neck his involuntary intake of breath was so sharp it cut through the silence, as he parted his lips to allow it escape Sherlock’s hand cupped his chin and his mouth descended upon Johns.

Nervous energy exploded inside Johns body, Sherlock’s lips were soft and generous, this was new to John and his mind was racing, yet he couldn’t think, this man he had known for a matter of days, with his lips pressed against Johns was now all he could concentrate on.

“I’m not gay” popped into his head but was swiftly dismissed as Sherlock’s other hand reached around Johns back and pulled him closer. John stopped trying to think and let go, reacting by pushing his body forwards, into Sherlock and tilting his chin up to kiss him back.

I dawned on him slowly that, although it was late, they were still literally just kissing in the street, he dropped his chin and the contact was broken. Sherlock studied Johns face,

“Baker Street?” He questioned,

“Oh god yes”

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ooooh i like this, thank you!!

I have really good but on the same time absolutely terrible memory. I remember birthdays and addresses and random details of people i haven't met in years, and just random numbers cuz why not, but i have no idea what my mom asked me to do 15 seconds ago or what subjects i need to review before an upcoming test. Super odd but i like it

My birthday is coming soon! June 19th!! I'm really excited

My goal is to win the Nobel prize in chemistry or medicine, i don't know for what yet but i believe i can make it work!

Tell me stuff about you!!!

just one more taste of you, my love

CALM aesthetic [10/12]: Thin White Lies - 5 Seconds Of Summer

Toxic by Britney spears