attractive men in complete despair has gotta be one of my favorite genres of man.
the sluttiest thing we both can do is dress up in black formals and makeout aggressively
I need boy advice help!
kill him
A/N: Hi all. This began as a prompt suggestion by @mischief2sarawr and has since grown three heads and answers to no one. It's now a multipart, very fluffy, story about Lokitty. I have no idea where I'm going with this except definitely to the comfort district of fluff town...maybe driving through a little traffic jam of angst on the way there.
Synopsis: It's 1971 and you're a single shop girl living in the tumultuous, often damp, city of Seattle, feeling lost and alone. Meanwhile, Loki (under the guise of D.B. Cooper) is on the run from Thor the moment he jumped out of that plane. After crash landing in a dumpster and disguising himself as a stray cat to lay low, he becomes your beloved room mate and an unusual friendship begins to grow.
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"layla turned you down, didn't she?"
lmaooo even marc knew khonshu had no chance with layla
Pairing: Sherlock x Reader
Summary: It’s taken you a while to realise. But Sherlock Holmes is a very touch starved man.
Word Count: 800
Warnings: none, just fluff and soft Sherlock
a/n: It’s been a while since I’ve written for Sherlock and I think it’s about time I go back to my roots :)
You hadn’t noticed it before now.
You hadn’t noticed when his fingers would drag across your palm when you released his hand, almost as if he were hesitant to let you go. You hadn’t noticed when his hold on you tightened and your shirt bunched in his fists each time he had his arms around you. You hadn’t noticed when his eyes softened and slid shut when your hand fondly made its way through his hair.
But now, as you lay together in the quaint living room of 221B it was clear as day. You suddenly couldn’t believe you hadn’t noticed it before. Sherlock Holmes was touch starved.
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girls be like *he is my comfort character* and then bam its the most emotionally traumatised ficitonal man you’ve ever seen
““Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: “What! You too? I thought I was the only one.””
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you know what's tender? calling someone endearments. do you know what's gentle? adding 'my' before those endearments. love? ya but listen to me. my love. of course, yes, a thousand times over.
I think John's room would be a LOT bigger! 😂