Movie Vs Book (i Adore Them Both) 

Nobody throws shade like a biologist with burning hatred for invasive plants

ghost, unaware that comms are open: *whispering* another one bites the dust *body drops* dunndundumdun another one bites the dust *body drops* mm-mm-mm—

gaz: uh—

soap: no, no, let him focus.

i hope yall know i make these with love after midnight

Ferocity

the spirit is not willing and the flesh it is not so into the idea either

THEY MAKE ME INSANE

Proof below:

Also, I’m fucking crying, I think his arm is like that bc he fell asleep holding the photo.

EDIT: more proof:

this is so sweet oml 😭😭

A Grounded Pilot | Alejandro Vargas x trans!m!reader

Anonymous asked: And well it means I’ll request again.

I had in mind alejandro vargas x pakistani!ftm reader where reader is again a pilot and he has to go on a mission but, his jet goes off the radar for a week before the people that were sent to search for him bring him back, he had injuries but he wasn’t severely injured. He would be devastated about his favorite jet. With this prompt “I was so fucking worried, when they’d said that you-” “Hey, it’s alright. Look, I’m fine" 

Sorry if this is too specific and confusing, feel free to ignore it :)

-🦝

summary: Alejandro is all too aware that being in the air force is dangerous, but that won’t stop him from worrying when the man he loves suddenly disappears. 

tws: mentions of blood/bruises/minor injury, plane crashes, swearing, smoking 

Every day had felt like a curse as Alejandro religiously checked his phone and checked any letters that had been addressed to him, always chewing his lip and reading things once, twice, three times, sometimes four, just to make sure that he had read them properly; he didn’t want to think that it was true, he didn’t want to think that every day, another squadron of the Pakistan Air Force had been sent out to retrieve you and had come back empty handed every fucking day. Sometimes, Alejandro would ask Allah to do him a favour, and to keep an eye on you, keep you safe until you could be found again, but he knew that it was a lot to ask; it had been several days since you had gone off of the radar during a mission, and nobody had seen hide nor hair of you and could hardly even stomach the thought of thinking the worst. Not you, you couldn’t be dead, not when you were an aerial ace in your own right and when Alejandro knew, he fucking knew better than anyone else, that you were the most talented, most lethal, most dangerous pilot that the Pakistan Air Force had to offer. 

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