Reblog Daily For Health And Prosperity

Dork in love Alert <3 (He is looking at Coworker <3)

I love Milo so much he’s so hot and so funny and charismatic and silly and hot and uh hot and I just nutted and I want him to nut on my face WAIT WHAT WHO SAID THAT hes such a baddie like I’d tap that so hard WAIT GUYS WHO KEEPS SAYING THAT? anyway I want him to nut IN me like i know that ho is hanging like 8 inches at least because he talks like he has a big dick mmmmm yummy yummy nom nom nom girl wobble it and imma gobble it too his voice was so hot in that video and he’s so caring and considerate but he’s soooooooooo😛😛😜😜😜

loving lasko is not enough I need to get him pregnant

david and ash are best friends in every universe😭😭😭😭😭 i need a minute

doodle of sweetheart and aggro because I love both of them more then most people 🙂‍↕️

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Ahem milo, also I added alot of detail but it's kinda messy I gave him a cleft lip scar thing.

Also if you know me irl no you don't/j

what if I said Milo and Sweetheart

(there’s a pun about a dog and a ball somewhere, and I have this headcanon of sweetheart being a huge philosophy nerd back in high school)

thinking about freelancer and gavin and avior and starlight and sam and darlin because it’s so unfair that all of them fought so hard to find the love they have with each other and none of them are going to get the time they deserve.

one day freelancer is going to be in a hospital bed, cupping gavin’s face, calling him their darling boy, telling him that everything’s going to be okay, pretending that they aren’t crying themselves. the rest of their friends are spread across the globe. the only one they wanted to see before they left was gavin. they’re going to die and there’s not a thing gavin can do about it.

one day, avior is going to be sitting in a cemetery on a hot summer day, until the sun sets, casting long shadows across the grass. he’s going to talk to starlight’s grave like they can hear him. he’s going to complain about frivolous things, tell them about his life without them. then he’ll grow quiet just as the sun dips below the horizon and confess that none of it actually bothers him. the only thing he can’t stand is not hearing their responses, or being able to hold their hand while he talks.

one day, sam is going to have a very good day. he’s going to visit the pack, laugh and joke with his aging friends. he’s going to eat an entire tub of butter pecan ice cream and not feel guilty about it. he’s going to spend comfortable, long hours having introspective talks with vincent. he’ll call alexis and tell her everything he never had the guts to say. then, somewhere around four am he’ll put his favorite flannel on, make himself a pot of coffee and climb to the roof and talk to the remaining stars like they’re his mate. he’ll wait for the sunrise, hoping that for a few brief seconds he’ll feel the warmth and not the burn.

i’m actually normal i just got possessed when i wrote that i sweaaaar

loving lasko is not enough I need to get him pregnant

real

Lasko Moore