Trying To Prove A Point To My Transphobic Parents

Ice: I love you. Mav: I love you too. I've waited so long to hear you say that. *Ice and Mav kiss passionately* Goose, to Slider: You owe me 20 dollars.

IS THIS SHIT FROM WIND IN THE WILLOWS?? LITERALLY BEST FUCKING BOOK EVER

Life if bro lived close by

being an adult and writing a book with your friend is like is like, "heres a chapter sorry it took me a while i had to deal with my professor cause he refused to change my grade on the exam even though we went over my 'mistakes' and it ended up i was right. Oh and also I had 3 other exams today"

being an adult and writing fanfic is like, "heres a fic sorry it took me a while i had to liase with a farmer who would not get back to me and then i got busy testing his soil and drawing maps on his property"

BY THE WAY. HAPPY PRIDE TO ALL YOU SILLY FUNKERS OUT THERE!!!!

this is. very much. a rep of gay sex

this is gay sex,, to the enlightened mind

Rooster, to Mav: ...And I need you and Slider to help, and by "help" I mean "do everything."

Ice: Oh, so you two are getting along very... cordial now? Slider: Cordial? Nah, we're friends. Ice: Friends? Slider: Yeah. After you stopped us fighting, we got to talking. Seems like we have some common interests. Mav: We both love butterflies. Ice: Aww– Mav: And beating people up. Ice: Oh, okay.

my tumblr FYP just fucking jumpscared me. it went from topgun and pretty photos and baking tips. THE ONE FUCKING POST ABOUT SOME A/B/O SMUT FANFIC JUST POPPED UP AND I GOT SO FUCKING SCARED. LIKE PLEASE GET THAT OFF MY FLUFF TIMELINE THANK YOU.

YALL @winter-rose27 WROTE A FIC ABOUT THIS.

archiveofourown.org/works/64776409

THIS IS MENTAL

I feel like Ice would have no moral code when it comes to Thanksgiving shopping. He would (and probably has) gotten into a fistfight with an elderly woman over the last can of pumpkin. There is nothing that will come in between Ice and the ingredients to his Babushka's recipes.

Mav does not give a single shit about thanksgiving food.

god i love them

Maverick, reminiscing to the daggers about the "good old days"

Maverick: Oh we used to get up to all sorts of hijinks and fun. You wouldn't believe it.

The daggers, who found Gooses diary of their unhinged and feral behaviour: ohh really??? You don't say.....

Maverick: Yea, but we've calmed down, have to take it a bit slower now. Practically tame these days 😇😇😇

Iceman, in the next room, leans through the door to eyeball Mav: Your dumbass went mach 10 last week. "Calmed" my ass!!

The daggers: *in shock*

Maverick, gasping dramatically: Ice! That is a lie!!

The daggers: *deep sighs of relief*

Maverick: It was Mach 10.5, thank you 😊

The daggers: 💀