Full On Making Out In The Air. I Need This Man To Fuck Me Next—OOOH WHO SAID THAT.

“just start writing” they say, as if i don’t first need to reread my worldbuilding notes, tweak the map i made three years ago, and research medieval shoe-making techniques for a scene that won’t even make it into the book.

why is ao3 like a frail victorian woman its collapsing every like. 3 days

I saw others doing this so...

‼️ Bonus points if you can guess who my fav is <34

Xavier's sleeper build

in this house we don’t say “that character is dead”. we say “they’re wounded but they’re alive and are on their way towards making a full recovery on archive of our own fix-it fics”

PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEA

I'm sorry, Sylus...

There was a reference, but I lost it

XAVIER'S ARMS

XAVIER IN A SHORT SLEEVED SHIRT 😍

this is hotter than seeing him shirtless 🥵 I'm like a Victorian Era man seeing an ankle..

A little treat