anonymous asked:


Ok so Victuuri is ultimate relationship goals and I love stalking hearing about their personal lives engagement. Seriously though, I’m so happy for Yuuri, especially because I knew him before and after Victor came into his life and the change in him has been amazing to witness. I can’t wait to be best man at their wedding!!

But apart from the Ultimate Couple™ there are two other people who just need to admit their feelings for each other already I mean


are just

so cute


I’m gonna become ultimate wingman phichit and make it happen

Si nuestro amor es tragedia,
¿por qué eres tú mi remedio?
Si nuestro amor es locura,
¿por qué eres tú mi claridad?

Zedd - Clarity ft. Foxes

Aries y Libra.

Tauro y Escorpio. 

Géminis y Sagitario.

Cáncer y Capricornio.

Leo y Acuario.

Virgo y Piscis.

At First Glance

@levlegs‘s commission for “Gajeel’s first glance at Levy when she walks down the aisle.” 

I added a bit extra of their past to make it really emotional, and I hope you like! Thank you so much for commissioning me! <3

word count: 1557

pairings: gajevy

characters: levy, gajeel, mentions of other fairy tail characters

tags: @spikerr, @ftfanfics, @the-redhead-who-writes

At first glance, Gajeel didn’t think much of the small girl he saw in Fairy Tail before he crucified her and her friends to a tree. He snatched her up with a sneer on his face as Jet and Droy fired their attacks at him to no avail, and darted to the nearest tree before grabbing her friends.

“Please,” she had said, “leave my friends alone.”

It almost made him want to. Her eyes full of light and a stubbornness that he had never seen in a woman before–especially a woman of her height. He stopped the dagger for a moment before cutting her leg. She cried out in pain, but he kept on even though it pained him as well.

‘I hate doin’ this,’ his thoughts pressed into his brain, “but she’s the enemy. And so are they.’

As he bruised Jet and Droy, her eyes stayed the same. And it made him ever so aware of how bright they were.

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