Might’ve Been Wrong On That One

tummy out tits out im out

media that uses cannibalism and vampirism as an allegorical expression of desire, love, and hunger >>>>

😳

good morning to everyone except the eurovision juries

Friends:- You have a lot of books, what's your current read?

Me:- *closing multiple ao3 tabs* ohh, I'm in a reading slump right now.

I can be your boyfriend. I can also be your girlfriend. The options are limitless. Except it has to be gay

haunted

Luke checked his makeup over once more, they didn’t have long enough hair to nail the look but he hoped the bow and the wig would work enough for tonight. He fixed the straps of the dress, smoothing it down a bit and turning to look themselves over once more. He checked his hands once more, making sure there was no blood on them, they didn’t want to look messy.

He tucked one more piece of hair behind their ear and then left the bedroom, Petunia following closely behind him. They walked downstairs and saw Ashton, fixing his apron as Penny ran around his legs.

or how not to do a couples costume

(on ao3)

i feel like i’ve heard armenia’s song before  im sorry it was so bland

"Lost with you, in you, and without you. If I am anything, I am yours."