i just want jeff and annie to kiss. i don’t care if it’s a daydream, a fantasy sequence, an alternate timeline, a fever dream, or a mass hallucination. i just want their lips (and tongues??) to touch i don’t even care anymore i have achieved new levels of jeff/annie trash.
back when i was living with my mom and getting regularly threatened ‘in case i was a lesbian’ and being kicked out for a day after saying i didnt want to get married and being hormone-tested for not being normal and all sorts of FUN STUFF like that, I used to tell myself that I was just gonna be closeted until I moved out and was financially independent and was no longer in a place where my wellbeing was dependent on my family’s good graces
and now I’ve been on my own for two years and still haven’t come out to any of them (except the little sister ofc) and ?? why did I even consider it in the first place??? why would I ever share that part of myself with them? what have they ever done to deserve my confiding in them??? hell I’m afraid to let them know of my taste in fucking movies cause of how critical they are what in the world was I expecting to gain by coming out
The Empty Bellies Dining Society by sam_ptarmigan. 8k.
Bilbo and Dwalin have two things in common: an appreciation for good meals and a case of unrequited love for a certain oblivious king. The only sensible thing to do is form a supper club.
Strange Magic: Post Sexy Times Head Canon- Bog the Hair Stylist Strikes Again
I want to say that their first time is lovely and beautiful and meaningful. And it will be. I know that.
But if you don’t think that after its all said and done, Bog isn’t going to turn to the side to say something heart wrenching and romantic and full of love and instead just fucking breaks a rib laughing at Marianne’s post-sexy times hair then I don’t even know what’s happening right now.