"I know. I hear the beads clicking at night, Angelo. Everything we do, you ask for forgiveness afterwards. And that’s just sex. Imagine if it was love! What would he say then, your God? What would he say if two men could love!?"
What modern day Ed & Al would listen to (requested by anonymous)
The Reckless and the Brave; a Modern!Ed mix
Centuries Fall Out Boy | The Reckless and the Brave All Time Low | Little Lion Man Tonight Alive | Closer to the Edge 30 Seconds to Mars | Homunculus Area 11 | Kill Your Heroes AWOLNATION | Who We Are Imagine Dragons | All These Things That I’ve Done The Killers
Carry On; a Modern!Al mix
I Lived OneRepublic | Carry On Fun. | Soul Meets Body Death Cab for Cutie | Weighty Ghost Wintersleep | How to Save a Life Alex Goot | The Draw Bastille | Don’t Carry it All The Decemberists | Holes Passenger
"When death reached out its hand,
you should have cowered. When you felt the
flames of hell licking at your insides, you were not
supposed to draw closer to the fire.
I watched you disembowel the Earth, saw you pluck
flowers from your mother’s garden and gouge
your fingers into its open wounds,
trying to pry secrets out from the soil.
Everything green started to shrivel
and die when I entered the meadow, but you didn’t
flinch away; instead you kissed me voracious,
like I was something dark you’d tugged
out of reluctant soil.
I wanted your hands, still caked in dirt,
pressing into my naked back.
I thought you’d understand me. Both of us
wanting what we shouldn’t. I know your mother
must have warned you about gods like me.
Tell her I am not a selfish lover. Tell her how
I kneel at your altar and crush the berries
of your hips into wine. That I worship you.
That we spread each other open like flowers
blooming in the night. You wanted to see
what paradise looked like drenched in moonlight,
so I brought you home with me.
When you stood before the gates of hell,
all the beasts lowered their heads
and bowed at your feet.
Everything I have belongs to
you — my wife, my queen.
You are so much flesh and blood,
so much heaving, pulsing, breathing life.
You make the death in me tremble.
I am forever yours."
*drinks coffee* im a ghoul
"Stars are not small or gentle.
They are writhing and dying and burning.
They are not here to be pretty.
I am trying to learn from them."
Makoto tries to back away, but the wall has him trapped as Haru leans into him and kisses him, his mouth half-open, his lips pliant and soft. Their teeth clack together a few times, but Makoto still finds himself feeling light-headed as Haru sucks his bottom lip between his two, biting down on it gently and eliciting a faint moan from the back of Makoto’s throat.
This fic screwed me over so bad and it was amazing. Had we but world enough, and time by anditwasstinky (thewicked). It’s long and cute and AMAZING and all I ever needed.
I guess friends you can welcome me on the dark side. *~*
BRUH I’D RUN MARATHONS JUST TO SEE THIS BOY AND TOUCH HIS MUSCLES