Steve followed after him and nodded. “Of course I’m okay to spend the night. Bruce…” He trailed off and, once inside the other’s bedroom, he turned and framed the other’s face with his hands. “I love you,” he said softly. “I love you because of your amazing mind and your wit and your candor and your heart and strength. None of that is contingent on us having sex. I told you when we started dating, I would be as patient as you needed me to be for as long as you needed. That’s not changing.”
Moments like this made Bruce’s heart melt. He leaned in to kiss Steve, arms encirclong his waist and pulling him close. “You’re perfect, Steve.” He murmured against his boyfriend’s lips, smiling at him. “Never let anyone make you think otherwise.”
“I only met [Stan Lee] a few times; I never really got a full one-on-one with him, but he was always, like: ‘Remember, Bucky’s one of the good ones. Bucky’s a good guy.’” – Sebastian Stan
This the hardest nigga I ever seen this is true big dick energy
God got him
Wow
Found this short documentary from 2014 about him and his forest:
Soil erosion is still a problem but the authorities do not appear to be listening to Jadav’s suggestions on combating the issue, according to the programme. He would like to plant coconut trees because they grow extremely straight and help prevent erosion if planted densely enough. The fruit could also be sold for economic gain.
The man turned that barren land into a whole fucking forest by hand for them. Yet they show no interest in investing in its upkeep nor the desire for financial gain via the coconut industry. I just…🙄
Maybe the UN should do something useful for once and start an entire program on replanting devistated areas, and give this man a damn check
Normally the younger male would despise being this vulnerable. But the other male always had Seth feeling beyond amazing. Seth trusted him with his life. And maybe that’s what led him to having his hands tied around his legs and the older males hand over his mouth to keep him quiet as he had his way with the younger male on the couch.
Elliot had been joking when he’d suggested it. But when Seth had said they could try? Elliot had gotten the softest of ropes he could find and done some test knots on Seth, letting him know the knots were easily undone if Seth didn’t like it at any point. He took his time, filling his lover with long, hard strokes. After a while, he moved his hand and leaned over to kiss him. “Are you still okay, love?”
“Hmmm…you’re adorable. I like you.” The blonde hummed. “I think we should do this date night in more often. Especially with the wine. Wine is invited. Always.”
Stiles laughed a little as he sipped his wine again. They’d been hanging out the whole semester and and nothing had made him uneasy. The midterms were done a d they’d passed and he’d offer to celebrate by staying in, eating pizza, drinking soda and wine and playing video games and watching tv. “Is it a date night?” He asked, grinning. “Cuz I like that. You’re cool and funny and you get me.” He slurred, leaning back into the couch.
Stiles groaned, pushing back against the older man, hands gripping tightly at the desk as Chris thrust deep and hard inside of him. “L-love you too…” he gasped out sharply. He needed this… the reminder that they were alive, that despite everything they’d lost, they still had one another…
Blue eyes closed as he pressed kisses up to tye back of Stiles’ neck, biting and sucking a mark into pale skin. Chris continued to move before he slowed down, easing himself in and out as he leaned over, laying his body over Stiles’. “Do you want to cum like this, Stiles? Or should I flip you over so I can watch you fall apart for me?” He asked softly, hips rolling as he spoke, looking for that special bundle of nerves he knew drove his young lover insane with pleasure.
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