oh man everytime i get happy about feet i feel the need to clarify that its not a kink thing but i honestly cant think of a way to say that feet are awesome without sounding llike its a kink thing i just
“The purpose is to experience fear. Fear in the face of certain death.”
I am really not doing well right now and the last thing I want is to get dressed and entertain people I just want to cry in bed ok.
i want an episode of cooking with west guest starring chef Ramsay and west basically making him sob
I just remembered the reason I don’t write fic is because I write things like “and then sex”
Sulu seeing Chekov for the first time post-Kahn and throwing a gold shirt at his face while yelling “TAKE OFF THAT RED SHIRT!” but he takes one look at Chekov’s face and as soon as he hears the small “Hikaru…” he breaks and holds him super close and whispers in his ear “… take off that red shirt.” and then sex.
who don’t believe in anything
I WANT TO DRAW THIS THING FOR ELYSE BUT MY FUCKING FAMILY IS MAKING ME GO OUTSIDE AND GET SHIT READY FOR MY LITTLE SISTERS GRAD PARTY AUIDFADUIFKUYEGRH