Not To Brag But My Rooms The Best

not to brag but my rooms the best

man this is gonna be hard to beat

all of my tapestries r down RN cuz I just redid my room 💔 ingore the empty walls

@rookieclaire room tour... forgive the quality Ive been toasty in my bed and I got out of it to do this just for you so.........

elise and/or tucker to specs in every fucking insidious movie:

repost of my chainshipping fluff since it got two likes </3 (watch me add 17 million tags) slow-burn fluffy lovey cute shit under the cut!

Through coastal towns, and coffee shops, bustling cities, and grungy motels, Adam and Lawrence found a home. They had grown so used to spending painful nights stuck in the hospital, their skin flushed as they grew closer.

Adam suspects it's Lawrence's guilt. His need to stay with Adam to make up for leaving him. That if he leaves, so will Adam.

While yes, that's a big part of it, Lawrence also finds comfort in the bubbling sensation of his lower gut. The warmth and Adam's furrowed brow, in his swear filled sentences, in his puffs of cigarette smoke. When they were originally in the hospital, Adam wouldn't leave him for a second.

(Lawrence for sure he wouldn't ever live down the confused glare Allison gave him when she entered their shared room to see Adam curled into Lawrence's side, fast asleep.)

But now Lawrence finds himself chasing Adam wherever he goes.

When they both thought it was too much to stay. They piled into the shared car and drove.

Beaches were hard for Lawrence with his leg, grungy motels bothered Adam's shoulder, but despite it, they found comfort in each other's presence.

In slow sleep-ridden breaths. In gentle whispered words. In strokes and hair in circles drawn on backs.

They found ways to make up their love for each other. Adam using gentle hands to hold up the other, while he placed his knub into the plastic prosthetic. Lawrence when he uses precise hands to care for Adam's wound.

Slowly but surely, they found also home in eachother.

i'm freaking heartbroken it's literally inedible

this dinner is yucky