THE SIDEYE. Logan wanted to say, "Where did you get that attitude, young lady?" but that's from his own DNA.
where i can find a Daisuke on my city.
Y/N: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized
Daisuke: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to his knees and sob while apologizing profusely*
Y/N: That one! I want that one!
Happy Ketchup and Mustard Deadpool and Wolverine Day!
just started my kenji sato era omg he's so hot i wanna scream.
stealing graham's glasses at abbey road studios you are notttt paul mccartney
you have to survive the horrors of this world
this is a bit heavier than usual, ladies. proceed w caution. tw for mentions of abusive relationships, drug abuse and reader has no self-esteem at all. nothing too descriptive in that sense though
on a lighter note, reader n graham are basically two lost adults acting like petty children
a quick disclaimer: its not my intention in *any way* to glorify or romanticize drug abuse or basically anything any of these characters do - its messed up shit. this is fiction, don’t take it seriously, please
if this fic was a song, even though its titled after a lush song, it would be lark by angel olsen i guess. might have a sequel someday i dunno
+18, as always. contains smut. this is sososososo long and has went through so many rewrites im sorry. but i do think its my best fic yet!
set in the mid 90s
word count: 3.780
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When you meet someone so beautiful that you forget to utter proper coherent sentences
FRANÇOISE HARDY & DAMON ALBARN — at Abbey Road Studios, 1995