"hi There, You On The Table" --um NO, Mark S. YOU On The Table Rn. Lock The Doors

the lads go outside

this is literally the plot of the whole story

FISH EYE PERSPECTIVE IS HARD

Guilt🩸

“Contains a living, scarlet flame.” 

(yknow, maybe the things still left living oughta stick together)

mouthpilled washmaxxer. i went to mouthwash city and they all knew you. she mouth on my wash till I...mouthwash. bros in his mouthwash era. not beating the mouthwash allegations. try not to be "mouthwash" challenge impossible. it's giving mouthwash. so mouthwash core. it's--

if i was actively seeking excruciating mental pain and a lot of snotty crying in theaters, i would have recommended they make stephen, while making the spell for people to forget peter, have an unusual bout of uncertain and stilted speech and say something along the lines of "he didn't make me promise to--but tony would have--wanted me to keep you... he wouldn't have wanted..." and for peter to smile bitterly and shrug a little and say "well. tony--i guess it doesn't really matter any more." everything else can stay and everything else goes as it does in canon.

but of course i am not actively seeking any more excruciating mental pain and snotty sobbing than the movie already gifted me

what if we fell in love forever under the plastic desk tarps

Obsessed with elliott stardew. he’s like a French aristocrat who is also a beach bum. he looks like young Fabio and talks like a dove chocolate wrapper. He’s polishing his cuff links while shooing a crab out of his pocket. he’s writing a whole entire novel with a duck-feather quill. He’s brushing his hair 100 strokes before bed. He’s staring out at the sea at least 5 hours a day. his Oxford shoes are full of sand. he has 16g in his bank account. he’s not unemployed bc yearning is a full-time job.

"Golden Rule, motherfucker."