I Just Love How Surreal Some Concert Experiences Feel For Me Like Fym I Saw Both Dave Grohl And Fred

the experience of discovering rarer linkin park songs while going through all the albums & extras is seriously wild

and olli looks like he's trying to summon a deity for help😌 lol

I love how everyone is struggling....

And then there is Richard, in his diva mood, perfect hair ...

And speaking of hair... Paul's looks so good 🤩

you bet mobius would be making a TON of tree jokes lol :-D this is so cute!♡

✨ Rockin’ around the Christmas tree ✨ . . We all know who decorated Loki🤭💕

part ∞ of jon dear please stop breaking my heart

this part at the end of mag 123

THE DELIVERY! :-(♡ ugh poor thing

(also is everyone drinking i hate jon juice around this point or what tf)

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Pure Curiosity

Wings

creds to @epiimetheux !!!

i kept coming back to this beautiful artwork and i got inspired by it so here you go...

(disclaimer: i haven't completed a fic in forever, let alone published one, so i'm very anxious about this, i apologise if it's a mess •~•♡ love you guys)

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tom watches from the side as his husband steps forward to his coffin. pete's head is bowed, but he can see the trembling of his lips and the coiled muscles in his jaw.

oh my love.

what i'd give to embrace you one more time.

he knew he couldn't reach his husband anymore. his time had passed.

that didn't keep tom from standing next to pete's side. keeping watch. protecting his wingman, as they'd promised to each other years ago on that fateful day.

when repressed feelings and pretentious rivalry finally made way for the unconditional love thay had never wavered once.

partnership that had lasted 33 years.

tom watched as pete took the wings off his uniform, laying them onto the smooth oak.

the gun salutes were no more than background noise, tom's sole focus lying on the man in front of him.

the moment he saw pete punching the wings into the coffin he felt an incredible warmth spread through his chest.

such a feeling had been limited to very few moments in his life.

in the cockpit of his plane, soaring above the clouds with ron at his back and pete right by his side.

the return from the layton mission.

aching and sweaty and all kinds of shaken up but alive, thriving on adrenaline and pent up energy.

they had only seen each other then.

not iceman and maverick, but tom and pete, right there on the deck, what ron had later jokingly called their "confession".

their wedding. finally being allowed to slip a ring onto pete's finger while surrounded by all their loved ones. to call him his husband for everyone to see and hear without having to fear anymore. forever and always - the ending of both of their vows.

when their son had come back to them.

pete, bradley and himself crying with relief in their kitchen as they embraced for the first time in years. pete almost losing it as bradley started called him 'dad' again, and tom almost following suit when 'pops' returned back to daily use.

in that hospital bed, when he'd kissed his husband for the last time. he had wiped the tears on pete's cheeks with trembling hands, mapping that gorgeous face he knew better than the back of his own hand.

hushed i love you's in the quiet of the room, both signed and said out loud as they held each other.

the last words he felt pressed against his forehead being 'forever and always', before he slipped away into neverland.

tom looked over his shoulder just as pete stepped back from the coffin.

the wings on his back were strikingly white. glossy and strong feathers fluttered softly in the wind, and tom couldn't help the smile that spread on his face.

i will protect you, my heart.

my wingman.

my everything.

carefully he guided his wings around pete's sides. shielding him for just a moment. providing the endless support he couldn't give in person anymore.

pete looked up towards the sky, just like the rest of the crowd, watching as the missing man formation flew by.

everyone watched the sky, but tom couldn't tear his eyes away from his husband. how the dusking sun reflected in those tender green eyes. the curve of his nose, and the sweet lips he'd kissed so very often, now being worried at between pearly teeth.

i love you, forever and always.

as if he heard him, pete echoed his words.

"forever and always, sweetheart."

oh hot DAMN this is so good! i'm not the one getting berated but boi i did get scared for moment there•○• no one fucks with admiral kazansky, not even bradley... would love to read the whole thing!♡

I wrote another lil tidbit for my IceMav and Bradley fic, so i shall share because I love spoiling myself :3

It also just gives me motivation to write it cause like, my ass THRIVES off positive feedback. May have to start spoiling my Exes!Hangster fic so I can force myself to write the next chapter lol

Ice can still talk (like how val kilmer can still talk) but his voice is rough and he has to pause to get air through his trach (like val kilmer)

“No.”

Ice’s voice was sharp like a whip crack, the rasp still present but unable to stop the spine straightening authority his tone held.

“You do not get to do this Bradley Bradshaw- you do not get to throw yourself a pity party. You are here because of your actions.”

Ice paused to draw breathe, his finger hovering over his trach before plugging it back up

“You are a grown man. Take responsibility for your actions. Do not come crying to anyone else when you have to deal with the consequences of your actions.”

Another pause

“Frankly Lieutenant Bradshaw, I think most everyone ran out of Pity for you years ago. Around the time when you started using grief to excuse cruelty.”

Bradley hated him, in this moment he fucking hated Ice-

“So you will do everyone a favour, and you will turn around and walk out of this house until you can return and act civilized. Until then, get the fuck out of my home.”

“Is that an order?”

“Not yet, but test me one more time lieutenant, and it will be.”

Love this😭😍💗

Sherlock tapping in Morse code onto Johns chest in the middle of the night while he thinks he’s asleep but John, who’s just barely still awake softly smiles into Sherlock’s hair that’s pressed just below his chin not letting him know that he’s feeling every single sweet nothing sherlock’s been too shy to verbalize just yet

the way my gay ass went completely WILD hearing bobby sox live & not one person of the group i was with knew why was actually so funny

aw♡ val's smile is so adorable while tom just looks confused af😭❤

“And nearly a quarter century after Top Gun, when Kilmer and Tom Cruise, by chance, attended the same Los Angeles Lakers game in 2009, they found themselves together again, shown split-screen on the Jumbotron, while Kenny Loggins’s “Danger Zone” played over the speakers.”

i love every single track on this artwork of a soundtrack BUT SYSTEM ON TOP FRRR that song is so fckin sexy oh my lord

the soundtrack of QUEEN OF THE DAMNED (2002)