her eyes are perfection

Today marks three months since the day we met. I never expected that my life would change so much, and I am thankful for her at all times. I am thankful for the way she treats me, which is better than I’ve ever been treated before. I am thankful for the way she does things for me, and does everything she can to make me happy. I am thankful for how perfect her smile is, and how her eyes look when she is happy. (And the way her nose crinkles.)
I love her, and I cannot express how much I look forward to everything. Every adventure, big or small, as long as it’s with her.

Satya “Symmetra” Vaswani & Sombra

“Why do you struggle?”   “What’s the fun in playing fair?”


Here, have some appropriate battle music!

A close call for Undyne, but she still came out okay! Seems someone else was watching, though…

–Dogs of Future Past–


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Masterpost and FAQ

I commissioned a modern Tarzan and Jane from the incredibly talented @punziella and here’s the final result!! I couldn’t be happier with it, it’s absolutely perfect and I just love it so so much I can’t stop staring at it, thank you so much Pauline!!


That was strange. I was awake but dreaming. I was here but- but not here…

Her. I love her.

I’m in love with her. I’m in love with the thought of her. I love how she sounds; when she laughs and talks about anything and everything. I love how she smells; the intoxicating lovely smell she exhibits everyday. She is the best thing in my life. I want her and i need her. Theres no one else who i want to be with all the time besides her. I love her hands, her fingers, her arms, her legs, her toes, her curves, her ocean blue eyes, her perfect teeth and smile, her cute nose and nose piercing i picked out, her soft lips, her everything. My everything. She is my everything. Im so in love with her. I want to please her, make her the happiest ever. Give her everything and more. Do whatever it takes to leave a smile on her face. I am in love. Im in love with her. And i also am a her. I am pansexual but ive realized how much more attracted i am to women. I believe women are pure and magical, like her. My girlfriend is the one for me. Shes mine, and i want her…now and forever and always. Baby, if youre reading this i love you…you are perfect and i am in love with you. You dont need to do anything to change yourself. You dont have to impress me; you do it naturally and i love that about you. You dont need to force a smile or laugh, fake a smile, hide your feelings, lose weight or diet, or anything else to hide who you are. I love you, just the way you are, nothing will change my love for you baby. You are my beloved…i belong to you and you belong to me, forever. I love you i love you i love you. Forever.

Originally posted by el-buen-malo

Originally posted by panta-rei-me


That’s where I was before I met her. I saw her and thought she was beautiful.

Her eyes were perfect, they were shaped like those in Japanese animated movies. They were dark and warm, and they were the kind you could get lost in..and I guess I did.

—  LA // excerpt from a book I’ll never write

He stood in the shadows, watching her quietly. The way she laughed heartedly at something her uncle said. How the opened mouth laugh caused her dimples to show. The way she laughed so hard there was tears shining in her Y/C/E eyes. She ran her fingers through her hair, pushing it off her face as she wiped her eyes trying to calm down. God, she was perfect.

He stepped out into the light, making his way towards them. Her lips turned up as she spotted him, her whole face beaming just like it always did when she saw him. He hadn’t noticed it at first. He knew she smiled at him, that she was happy to see him. She always was. It wasn’t until some priest they met on a case mentioned it that he realised. He still remembered that conversation, how much his chest and heart swelled as he listened to the old man. God, that was three years ago. And yet they were still in the same place they were then. Single and Alone.

He handed her a beer, smiling as she thanked him. His heart swelled as he watched her. This year, this year he was going to do it. He wasn’t going to chicken out. Not like at Christmas, or her birthday, or his birthday, or Easter, or Valentines, or last New Year’s. No, this time he was going to tell her.

‘Wanna go find our spot?’ he offered, suddenly nervous as he cleared his throat. He had no idea why it was so hard.

She nodded and the two walked through the car yard, to the old Ford truck they had laid claim to many years ago. The same spot they sat every year to watch the fireworks and discuss their coming resolutions. He watched as she broke out into the biggest grin he had seen all night as they approached it. He’d filled the tray with pillows and blankets. Preparing for the two to spend the night watching the fireworks and talking. He’d even set up an esky and some snacks.

He help her into the back of the truck, grinning as she pulled her boots off and snuggled under the blankets, holding them open for him to join her. He didn’t need to be asked twice. He pulled her in close and held her tight as they settled down. Years ago, he had used the excuse that he wanted to keep her warm, now he just did it because he could.

‘So,’ she smiled, as she snuggled in, fitting perfectly in his arms. ‘What’s this coming year’s plan?’

‘To be more honest with myself,’ Dean offered.

‘Nice, I like it.’


‘Shop less.’

Dean snorted, the woman hated shopping. Even food shopping made her screw up her face. She hated even ordering dinner. It was hilarious.

‘Seriously?’ he chuckled, kissing her head, breathing her in.

‘To be less fearful, take more risks.’

Dean stiffened slightly, he didn’t like the sound of that. She was already too gung-ho when it come to fighting.

‘In life, not hunts, right?’

‘Yeah,’ she smiled. ‘I just…I’ve had the same plan, same I’m gonna do it for years but it’s never happened. This year, this year I’m going to. You know?’

Dean smiled, ‘You’re preaching to the choir, Sweetheart. That’s part of being honest with myself. Admitting I can do, that there’s nothing to be afraid of.’

Her body shook slightly as she laughed silently, ‘I never pictured you as afraid.’

‘I’m scared out of my mind on a daily basis,’ he admitted seriously. He felt her shift as she moved to look at him. ‘I’m scared of losing Sammy, of losing you. I’m scared if I tell the woman I love how I feel, she’ll reject me. I’m scared of her leaving if that happens. Of never seeing her again.’

Her jaw dropped slightly as he spoke, her lips moving as she went to respond but nothing came out. Dean shifted slightly so they were both sitting up.

‘I’m scared that if I kiss her now, she’ll pull back. Worse still, I’m scared that I’ll panic and run like I have so many times before, never getting the courage to tell her everything.’

A small smile played on her lips as a single tear rolled down her cheek. Dean leant forward slowly, giving her time to pull back as he pushed his hand into her hair, letting his lips brush against hers. Fireworks burst to life overhead, but neither hunter bothered to look. For the first time since they were kids, they missed seeing the display. Their focus only on each other. Both fulfilling their resolutions in the first few seconds of the new year.