...so beautiful..

you know those fics where the team wins an extremely dangerous and close battle and when they get back keith and lance just run at each other crying and smash their lips together out of nowhere and it’s been like 5 minutes and they’re all over each other,, kissing and smiling and checking each other for serious wounds and repeatedly saying “are you okay? are you sure??” while the rest of the team just stares on with their jaws on the floor wondering when the fuck these two became a thing and how [with the exception of a slyly smirking pidge. she won hers and hunks bet, bitches]? yeah. those fics are a fuckinf blessing.

  • my brain since march: NOW I KNOoOoOOOooOoOWwWwWwwWwWWW SHE'LL NEEEEEEVERR LEAAVE MEEEEEEEEEEEE EVEN AS SHEE RUNS AWAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYY SHE WILL STILL TORMENT ME CAAAAAAALM ME HURT ME MOoOOoOoOOoOooOOOVE MEEE COME WHAT MAAYYYYY

Thoughts That Keep Me Up at Night: After V Route

  • I thought V had a nice apartment or something. This man had his house /built/. I can barely build a jenga tower
  • I STILL DON’T KNOW WHAT HIS HANDWRITING LOOKS LIKE
  • Why the ever loving hell does he have 20 spoons? And why does Jumin know? Please, I need answers
  • I think he’s a lefty so that’s probably why his handwriting is trash
  • I headcanon he has a thing about his hair. Especially when it’s longer. Play with it and he becomes blueberry putty
  • How the hell is his dad’s business dealing with art but he hates it? Get outta my face with those damn sharp ass cheekbones. Puts Angelina Jolie to shame
  • V’s collarbones are defined af. I could swim in them

That was exactly as they promised. Beautifully written, beautifully rendered.  A most moving story of love & hope.

It grew quietly, like a flower reaching towards the sunlight. The little pieces all along the way, coming together to make a lovely whole.

Stellar cast, all around. And Benedict? Too beautiful for words.