Okay, I could say so much about the scenes between Eggsy and Harry, Eggsy trying so hard to rejog Harry’s memory, the puppy, Harry’s mother, Harry’s innocence and pre-Kingsman days, his humanity, his love for Mr. Pickles, how Mr. Pickles was his pressure point, how I LOVE hartwin and how their hug is the reason my chronic depression is cured, but if you want to read that you can read it in my REALLY in-depth reflection/shit-post/me pouring my feelings about TGC/summary of TGC
From the Paolo Sebastian X exhibit at the adelaide art gallery
I didn’t think that I would have the reaction to the final gown that I did. It’s a ballgown in pink with these beautiful delicate rose branch and flowers. (I’m not really a pink person. Or a ball gown person) But my reaction was hard to describe. I found the way it stood within the circle of flowers so ethereal and beautiful and then I contrasted it with the two boxed dioramas which you can see in one of the room shots. Those dioramas are of war and death and are both dark and confronting and the way that they contrasted with this beautiful gown. Idk it just got to me. If I go to heaven then I want a dress like this one please XD Flowers are reminders of life and death given as a gesture of love whether to a friend, or left on a grave.
Shiro never thought he would be that person. A person like that, he had always said, was absolutely awful. And yet here he was, sitting in front of his boyfriend and saying those disgusting words.
“Lance,” He murmurs gently, looking down at his hands quietly which sat limply in his lap. “I… I’m sorry, I can’t do this. I don’t love you anymore.
“I’ve fallen in love with someone else.”
The words stabbed through the other man’s chest like a knife, leaving him gently gasping for air. Tears bubbled up in his blue eyes, making Shiro’s heart ache with the want to just reach up and comfort him, to wrap his arms around him and hold him.
But he knew he couldn’t do that, not after what he just said. Not after what he just did. “I.. I had a feeling,” Lance finally spoke, surprising Shiro a bit as he watched the younger man scrub his eyes with his sleeves. “I didn’t want it to be true, but..”
“But?” He pressed before he could stop himself, fighting the urge to scoot closer.
“But I understand. If it will make you happy being with him, then that’s fine. I don’t want to keep you in a relationship that’ll make you miserable, you know?” He gives a dry chuckle, a sob caught in his throat as tears dripped onto his shirt.
He had seen the way Shiro’s gaze slowly lost it’s happy light each time he looked at Lance. He saw the way he gazed at him. Coming in second yet again like this really hurt. But he only wanted Shiro to be happy. It was his fault for getting so attached.
“So go ahead and go after him, okay? I hope he gives you what I couldn’t.”
“Lancey..” It was Shiro’s turn to tear up at his boyfriend’s– no, ex-boyfriend’s– words. He was so mature, handling this so well even though Shiro just broke his heart. His chest ached with emotion as he slowly reached up for Lance’s cheek.
His hand was stopped short as the smaller boy grabbed his wrist gently and shook his head, pushing it away. “That’s… That’s a bad idea. And please don’t call me that anymore. Just Lance o-okay? We can still be friends though, Shiro.”
Hearing this from his once shining blue boy, hearing Lance call him Shiro instead of Takashi, especially ‘Kashi like he used to, hurt more than he was willing to admit. It was too late to take it back. Lance was letting him go after he already had. And now Shiro had the urge to grab back on.
But.. He couldn’t. The rope was already frayed and ruined. Useless.
“Yeah… Yeah, sorry, you’re right.” He nods gently and turns his gaze away slightly to avoid Lance’s teary, red-rimmed blues. He did this to him. It was his fault.
“Well, I’ll get my stuff out then. I’ll be out of your hair soon enough.” Lance replies with a strained smile, tugging the blanket off his legs and quickly standing to avoid any more awkwardness between them. This was just how things had to be. He knew it was coming eventually.
They always found someone better.
Watching Lance go had to have been the hardest part of it all. Knowing that it was truly over, watching the boy who had brought him so much happiness, watching the boy who had helped him through so much leave without so much as a goodbye was painful.
It wrenched his heart and made his chest ache, made tears start to slip down his cheeks before he even realized he was crying.
But he chose this.
He no longer had feelings for Lance. He fell in love with Keith. He loved Keith, and Keith loved him too.
This was what he wanted.
No, it wasn’t. After a long period of time, a good 6 months into his and Keith’s relationship, he had made his way into a coffee shop, their hands intertwined.
He hadn’t spoken to Lance in 3 months now. They had grown apart after the breakup, and it seemed to go unspoken between them that they both needed to go their separate ways. He was thoroughly over the Cuban boy.
Yet what he saw in that shop made his heart drop to his stomach.
There was Lance, sitting across from a man with long silvery hair, laughing and smiling lightheartedly. The sight of it nearly brought tears to his eyes.
And then there were the hands. Their fingers were laced together upon the table for all to see, placed right next to their coffee cups while they chatted.
‘That’s where my fingers used to fit, right between his.’ He thinks, fighting back wave after wave of emotion. ‘He used to laugh like that with me.’
If Lance had seen them, he made no show of it. He just continued to smile and laugh and joke with this mystery man while Shiro and Keith ordered. And while they sat. And while they drank.
Each moment felt like an hour, sipping on his black coffee. He could still imagine what it was like to listen to Lance give the barista his complicated order, watch her roll her eyes and turn to him, and then order his own black coffee.
Each time it would earn a giggle and a nudge from Lance. ‘Heh, what a simple man.’ He would say before paying for it himself and waiting patiently.
He could imagine the smell as Lance received his double espresso-vanilla-hazelnut-skinny-thing, imagine their fingers intertwined as they just sat together and read books or chatted about the latest.
Things were different with Keith. Keith expected conversation but made no effort to make it. He was gruff and rash, and simple like him. Usually, that’s what made them work. That should make them work. But they still had their falling outs.
They still fought, argued over petty things, sometimes someone ended up on the couch. That was normal.
‘I need to stop thinking about this.’ He tells himself quickly, sipping on his drink while Lance and mystery man got up and left without even a single glance his way. In a sense, it almost… Hurt.
Sure, he had moved on, but seeing Lance happy with someone else hurt. He didn’t know why. Maybe it was just still too fresh in his mind.
That’s what he wanted to tell himself, at least.
In his spare time, Shiro had gained the habit of semi-stalking his ex-boyfriend, checking his pages constantly to see what he was up to. Photos of them together, videos of them together, statuses and bios with each other…
It honestly hurt. He put himself through this pain. For what? He didn’t really know.
Maybe it was punishment for hurting the boy he still loves.
i have some thoughts about this photo that is apparently from josh’s twitter. these are my thoughts: hunk looks terrified, lance looks overjoyed, and keith just looks bored?? what is going ON in that movie
Okay so correct me if I’m wrong… but if you would ever find yourself being the girlfriend of this, magnificent, human being would it or would it not be full of candid pictures of the both of you?
Like imagine all the beautiful pictures he would take of you. While you’re talking a walk, sleeping, on the couch in his sweaters, and even polaroids during your most intimate moments. Like while he was away doing what he loves he’d have a stash of polaroids in his luggage of your body in euphoria. He loves remembering what you look like when you’re not worried about who’s watching you. With your hair down or in a messy bun. And, of course, you’d also take pictures of him (like the one on the right). You guys would be so happy and smiley around each other cause those photos, those memories, would only belong to you both.
“Let me see that smile, baby.”
“But I just woke up.”
“So? You’re still the most spectacular person I’ve had the pleasure to be with.“
Of course you smile because you’d do anything for the man you love.
“Fuck babygirl moan my name you look so fucking good underneath me.”
And you moan his name and takes his opportunity to take a picture as you both climax together.
not for nothing and like, i know we’re not entitled to anything from him, but Chris Evans built up the countdown to being reunited with his one true love, Dodger, with photos and videos of the two of them, and so if he doesnt post the reunion it’ll quite honestly be the most crushing disappointment for the end of a narrative since Marvel tried to tell us that Civil War was a better film than TWS and a fitting end to the Cap trilogy
Happy Birthday to the lovely @ohscorbus!!! I hope you liked your impromptu gifts sorry you had to smuggle the chocolates. A little doodle I did which ended up taking too much time cause I couldn’t get their hair right - and now I know its a bad idea to sleep at 2am when you’ve got a two part show later that day. Thank you for letting me take it with Platform 9 ¾. I’m so glad to be sharing massive CC tears with you
can we talk about youngmin’s handwriting for a sec?? the fact that he draws little boxes for his exclamation points and each one has two dashes on it ?? he pays attention to so little detail it’s so cute. his question marks and emoticons are cute too, especially the (^^;;?) like i’m actually crying that’s my favorite emoticon from now on. and the way he wrote IM ! YOUNG ! MIN ! is adorable not to mention the way he quoted and bolded the word “slightly” i just…….. the heart at the end is perfect he is so precious ;;;; he wrote that him and donghyun will work hard while woojin and daehwi are in wanna one, he’s telling us he’s going to stay with bnm so we don’t have to worry guys ;;;