I Miss Geordi (it’s Currently 2 Am Someone Please Get Him Out Of My Head)

what if I said Milo and Sweetheart

(there’s a pun about a dog and a ball somewhere, and I have this headcanon of sweetheart being a huge philosophy nerd back in high school)

Okay but Milo and Asher doing the HOT TO GO! dance, perchance?

redesign !!

click 4 better quality ! | kofi

“hi dear” (omg im in love)

i feel like angel would LOVE ladybird, or just coming of age movies in general. they went to a religious school and have complicated parents, they probably were a mess in their early twenties when they left their house (they’re still one now but in a more endearing way)

if his pants are on fire i would gladly take them off

porter simps

U DID NOT..

the bridge of illicit affairs by taylor swift is literally geordi and cutie

And you wanna scream

Don't call me "kid"

Don't call me "baby"

Look at this godforsaken mess that you made me

You showed me colors

You know I can't see with anyone else

Don't call me "kid"

Don't call me "baby"

Look at this idiotic fool that you made me

You taught me a secret language

I can't speak with anyone else

like???????????

gavin “sometimes, I wonder if you’re gonna screw this up with me, but you told Lasko* you’d kill yourself if I ever leave..”

freelancer “and I had said that to Hux* about you, so I felt seen.” [last name]

“everyone we know understands why it’s meant to be”

Caelum

please block me/dni if you sexualize caelum. regardless of whether he is or is not a child he acts very childlike and it is of my personal opinion that he should not be put in sexual situations or that I do not wish to see that.

thinking about freelancer and gavin and avior and starlight and sam and darlin because it’s so unfair that all of them fought so hard to find the love they have with each other and none of them are going to get the time they deserve.

one day freelancer is going to be in a hospital bed, cupping gavin’s face, calling him their darling boy, telling him that everything’s going to be okay, pretending that they aren’t crying themselves. the rest of their friends are spread across the globe. the only one they wanted to see before they left was gavin. they’re going to die and there’s not a thing gavin can do about it.

one day, avior is going to be sitting in a cemetery on a hot summer day, until the sun sets, casting long shadows across the grass. he’s going to talk to starlight’s grave like they can hear him. he’s going to complain about frivolous things, tell them about his life without them. then he’ll grow quiet just as the sun dips below the horizon and confess that none of it actually bothers him. the only thing he can’t stand is not hearing their responses, or being able to hold their hand while he talks.

one day, sam is going to have a very good day. he’s going to visit the pack, laugh and joke with his aging friends. he’s going to eat an entire tub of butter pecan ice cream and not feel guilty about it. he’s going to spend comfortable, long hours having introspective talks with vincent. he’ll call alexis and tell her everything he never had the guts to say. then, somewhere around four am he’ll put his favorite flannel on, make himself a pot of coffee and climb to the roof and talk to the remaining stars like they’re his mate. he’ll wait for the sunrise, hoping that for a few brief seconds he’ll feel the warmth and not the burn.