i'm about to finish

Shiro wanted something big and Keith did not disappoint. Keith gave him the biggest sunflower he could find and Shiro died laughing. How can he possibly love this guy even more? So pure, too good for this world. ಥ_ಥ Redbubble  

10

Saeyoung: Ohhhh, Saeran! I’m so happy! Thank you thank you thank you!!

Saeran: Yeah…you too. Happy birthday…idiot.

Saeyoung: Hey, let’s take a selfie with your new phone! Get over here!

Saeran: *sighs* Alright.

Saeyoung: Smile!

Saeyoung: This has been the best birthday EVER!! Thank you, Saeran…

8

skam meme: 1/6 characters  ≡ Eskild Tryggvason
I’m just trying to.. I’m just trying to be myself, Isak. They’re people who, throughout the years, have chosen to endure harassment.. and hate.. who have been beaten up and killed. And that’s not because they’re so insanely keen on being different. But because they’d rather die than pretend to be something they’re not.

OKAY BUT LIKE, now I need an entire MONTAGE of Magnus jumping out at people and saying his own name. Do you think Lup punched him in the face the first time he did that to her at close proximity. There’s gotta be at least ONCE when he tried to scare Taako while cooking and Taako threw an entire pot of boiling water in his direction before realizing what was happening. Lucretia drops her notebooks every time and gives him A Look and he sheepishly helps her pick them up. He swam up to Barry during a swimming lesson once and it took three hours to get Barry back into the water because “no Barry it wasn’t a shark it was just Magnus being an idiot and oh look is that Lup over there watching us yeah that’s what I thought.” Davenport tries to sneak farther away but Magnus finds him every time which is both reassuring and terrifying. Merle puked on Magnus once and now he doesn’t get “trained” as often.

How often do you think they try to scare him back.

I want the boys to get a break from being defenders of the universe and take a little vacation at some alien B&B where they can cuddle in bed for hours without worrying about zarkon 

(lance is the big spoon and it makes keith feel safe n loved)

(rub ur butt on his junk keith do it)

3

“Soldier! Are you listening to me?”

lanzazul: Yoooo!!  You never really told me when captain Keith started to have a crush on the prince!

@ardcntblaze: Okay so hear me out. Keith always thought the young prince was kinda stuck up and spoiled. But one day, while doing rounds in town as a soldier, he witnesses Lance being very kind. Helping out some poor children and their families. Dirtying his hands to help out. And then he saw how much Lance cared about the people. And then he sees Lance’s genuine smile, not the fake smile that Lance wears in court and around the nobles but a sweet, honest, happy smile that just lights up his entire face and he gets these doki dokis

lanzazul: THIS IS ALREADY GIVING ME THE FEELS

7

Yuri Plisetsky WeekDay Seven: Free Day
↳ In Regards to Love ~Agape~ [insp.]

4

Victuuri Week

Day 4Free for all

Victuuri + Food

2

Before, she would have jumped at the sudden and unexpected pressure of someone’s hand on her waist, but nearly half a year in an 18th-century French court has taught Rose to adapt, if nothing else. (Her French is as abysmal as it ever was without the help of the TARDIS, but the court is graciously willing to overlook such things on behalf of the savior of their uncrowned queen.)

Still, Rose smiles as she dances, even if her partner can’t see it. “Someone’s awfully familiar today,” she teases (in mutilated French); probably it’s Henri, a little tipsy from the king’s finest wine, but he’s not half-bad to look at. “Feeling a bit grabby, are we?”

“Oh, you know me,” replies a soft voice behind her, in English, and it’s all Rose can do to stop herself tripping over her own feet. “I’m a hands-on learner.”

Rose’s heart leaps in her chest, hammering madly against her ribcage in time to the music and the steps of her feet below. Over a hundred days since she last heard that voice anywhere but her dreams; of course, she recognizes it instantly. Her grin is so wide now her face could almost split with the size of it. She squeezes her eyes shut, giving silent thanks to any gods that might be listening. <

(The impulse to stop in her tracks pulls at her, demanding her to spin and throw her arms around his neck and maybe never let go, but some part of her is afraid to—maybe she’s wrong, maybe it isn’t him, or it’s a dream, or if she looks at him, she’ll break the spell. So she keeps dancing.)

“And?” Rose prompts, insinuating her hand over his where it rests against her waist. “What have you learned?”

“That your French is atrocious.”

“Rude,” says Rose, but she laughs. She squeezes his other hand, the one leading them around the ballroom along with the rest of the courtiers. “It’s been five and a half months, and that’s all you’ve got to say to me?”

His grip on her waist tightens. “No, actually, it isn’t.”

“Aww, did you miss me?”

“Do you know the kind of trouble you could have gotten into?” he asks, his voice suddenly curt. “The damage you could have caused? Probably caused?”

His sharpness startles her, but Rose shrugs it off. “Don’t worry, I didn’t—”

“You have no idea what you did or didn’t do,” he hisses. “Weakening the integrity of this timeline, exposing everyone to the possibility of Reapers, compromising the safety of everyone here—”

“You mean Reinette,” Rose replies coolly.

“She’s part of everyone here, isn’t she? Or are you so thick that I have to spell that out for you, too?”

Rose laughs again, but the sound is shaky and thin this time, a scoff. “Why, hello, Doctor, it’s nice to see you too! Don’t ask about me, thanks, I’ve been doing just fine in the land of scratchy underwear and no plumbing.”

“I told you what would happen if that time window was smashed, Rose,” he continues as if he didn’t hear her; he’s so quiet Rose can barely hear him over the flutes and harpsichord and drums, but she can still make out the strain in his voice, the bite to it. “I was very explicit. I couldn’t have been clearer. So I’m struggling to understand—and that’s quite a feat, struggling to understand something with a brain as impressive as mine—why the hell you thought jumping through that window was a good idea.”

Twisting in his grasp, Rose cranes her neck to look at him, finally, and there he is, all furrowed brow and tight mouth and eyes glittering with anger, and god, if she wasn’t so irritated with him right now, she just might kiss him.

“That’s what you were going to do, isn’t it?” she asks instead.

***

Next: Part II | Part III

2

I was just going to make a fun little sketch but 2 hours later I ended up with this.

How these things keep happening beats me, but here she is and I hope you enjoy.

(Some extra versions where I was playing around with stuff under the cut)

Keep reading