red blood cell girl bringing you oxygen on a cute little platter and then curtseying
Batman supports and protects working girls by the way. He's their friend.
Robert Pattinson:
"came back wrong" what about Came Back Afraid. You used to be brave. Too brave maybe, defying the odds at every turn, a fighter, cocky, playing with fire, first to throw yourself at the enemy. Until one day it all caught up to you. You came back, somehow, but now you know all too intimately how it feels to lose, to die, to be destroyed. Now you flinch and freeze and cower at the slightest provocation. Who even are you now if you can't be brave? The grave may have let you go, but the mortal fear still grips you tighter than ever.
My wife (ao3) lying in her hospital bed (down for maintenance) as I hold her hand lovingly, waiting for the moment she wakes again (waiting for ao3 to go back up).
dislike and discomfort are normal and healthy parts of the human experience actually
In regards of the Trump government scraping all trans inclusion in its queer information portion of its websites I have made this thing. Spread the word. Don't let them pretend we never existed.
P.S: Don't like! Reblog! <3
EDIT: Well this got a lot of attention! I got a few users asking to print or repost my art and I am unimaginably grateful to everyone's interest, especially since it's a really simple drawing I made on a whim haha! Anyone who is looking to print these out to hang or hand out or repost on another platform is free to do so, although I ask you to credit me and let people know it's from my Tumblr profile! If anyone wishes to do anything else with my art or post and wants to clarify what I consent to then they can message me privately and I'll explain! <333 all my love to my queer siblings
EDIT: I made an LGBTQIA+ version with a focus on trans and intersex folks, it's on my pinned if you prefer this version of the acronym.
I know I've said it before but
Mafia AU where Tony likes to keep an arm around Peter, but Peter notices this creates a weak spot so he learns to shoot left handed so he can guard Tony's left while his arm is around his waist
Spidershield but Peter is a constantly horny teen who loves to tease and try to seduce Steve, while Steve is trying to be a good person and not take advantage of his much younger boyfriend, making sure to wait till he feels Peter is “ready”.
One day Steve and Peter are talking about art and Peter begs Steve to show him what he can do. He’s only heard stories of how Steve loves to draw, but he’s never seen any of Steve’s work. So Steve agrees on the condition Peter gets him a sketchpad and pencils.
After Peter finished school that day he comes back with the materials Steve needs and hands them to him, asking him to wait till he’s changed out of his school clothes.
What happens next is not what Steve had imagined. Peter slowly walks into the room with nothing but a bath robe on. He walks over to the couch opposite where Steve is sitting with his drawing materials and seductively drops the robe, leaving himself naked and smirking playfully.
“Draw me like one of your French girls,” he says, lying down on the couch and posing seductively for Steve.
Steve just stares open-mouthed. He tries not to look at certain body parts but Peter has never been naked in front of him before. God, he’s beautiful. The most beautiful person Steve has ever laid his eyes on. And the way he’s acting right now and teasing him right now… Steve is glad to have a sketchpad in his lap because his body is reacting.
Finally he manages to find his voice. “You’re going to get me into trouble.”
“Am I?” Peter asks, face full of innocence.
“Definitely.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m about to go against my own morals if you don’t put some clothes on.”
“I’m your boyfriend. It’s okay to want it.”
“You’re 17, Peter.”
“If you had a problem with that you wouldn’t be dating me.”
Steve stares at Peter, trying to find some part of himself that says no. But his whole body is screaming yes. He closes his eyes, breathes out slowly through his nose and then opens his eyes again speaking in a firm voice.
“I’m going to draw you. And then I’m going to fuck you. Is that okay?”
Peter’s heart skips a beat. He nods and blushes. Steve has never spoken to him like this before.
“Yes, daddy.”
“Alright. Now be a good boy and stay still for me and maybe I’ll let you cum later.”
Peter has never been so still in his life.
it's just me and my gay fanfics against the world
26yo, Brazilian. Back to this site after years, still getting the hang of it and feeling old. (I multiship; It may not be of your liking.) She/Her 🩷💜🩵
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