look what you've turned me into

one of my absolute favorite things is the way alec turns away from lydia and takes a look at the crowd in front of him,recognizing this is it, it’s either now or never and he makes a decision. He chooses himself; he chooses Magnus. And then Alec looks at him and Magnus is staring.  So he walks down the stairs, slowly, not even once averting his eyes from Magnus (contrary to what used to happen everytime Magnus made eye contact with him).

Alec’s expression is determined, he has made a decision and he’s not backing down from it, neither he wants to and Magnus’ eyes flicker. Could Alec really be…choosing him? 

And then Alec walks torwards Magnus and not even God himself could stop him in that moment, because Alec knows what he wants.

So he stands up for himself and dismisses Maryse with one simple word, grabs Magnus by the lapels and kisses him. Right in front of everyone, not caring about what anyone else will think. And Magnus melts into the kiss, chases it when Alec breaks their lips apart but respects Alec needs a break. And then Alec looks at Magnus in a daze, dives in again and kisses him. It’s passionate, it’s tender.

And it’s absolutely breathtakingly beautiful.

snow day

“Look! It’s snow!”

Eren turns to look at him with a smile, cheeks rosy from the cold. Levi tries his best to frown, but can’t quite do it, not when Eren’s looking at him that way.

“So what?” he says flatly, blinking rapidly as the wind picks up. Maybe he can’t pull off that frown properly, but that doesn’t mean he’s happy about the snow. “This is only the beginning of the shitshow, Eren.”

“What are you talking about?” Eren shakes his head and laughs, sticking his hands in his pockets. He hadn’t worn his gloves, of course. Only an idiot would be excited to get caught in the snow with no gloves.

“You know what I’m talking about.” Levi shakes the hair out of his eyes. “It starts off with this barely-there snow, the kind that makes you smile like you’re doing right now, makes you maybe try something stupidly romantic like holding my hand, only we both know it’s because you forgot your gloves–”

Eren’s smile has turned devious the longer Levi’s gone on talking. By now he’s made his way over to stand directly in front of Levi.

“And then what?” he prompts.

It’s hard to answer when Eren’s slid his hands into Levi’s pockets, seeking out Levi’s gloved ones. He doesn’t grab hold of him, just teases Levi, gentle touches with icy fingers.

“Then–” Levi hesitates, distracted yet again by the way Eren’s head has drooped just slightly, bringing their faces closer together. “Then you probably try some other cheesy move that has literally zero chance of success because it’s freezing and the snow is starting to pick up and–”

The corner of Eren’s mouth tips upward in a smile as he leans closer, breath warming Levi’s skin momentarily. “You’re a liar.”

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Tea & Punishment: The Adventures of Eric and Brian

Clink clink clink

The cloudy liquid slowly swirls to a rest as Eric taps his spoon on the rim of his mug. Carefully he balances the spoon on the edge of the saucer and turns his attention to the man at the window who silently stirs his own cup of tea.

“Do you think today will be a slow day?” Eric asks, bringing the mug to his lips, the crisp jasmine scent seducing his nostrils.

“The constitution does not allow for a slow day,” Brian replies. “Tea needs time to brew, but justice must be swift.”

You ever see a sunset so beautiful it makes you want to cry? 

But then you find out that your otp is driving off into that sunset and suddenly it’s not just crying… YOU TURN INTO A BAWLING MESS BECAUSE THE ONLY THING MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN THAT GODDAMN SUNSET IS KNOWING THAT THESE TWO PEOPLE, WHOM YOU’RE PROBABLY WAY TOO EMOTIONALLY INVESTED IN; ARE HAPPY AND CAREFREE AND ARE PROBABLY GOING OFF ON THEIR HONEYMOON FOR ALL YOU KNOW. 

Suffice it to say that I’m an emotional wreck right about now. 

11x08: “Listen, I have seen more than my share of monsters. And I mean real monsters. Bad. These guys? These are Sesame Street Mother Teresas. But when I wasn’t there for my little brother, Sully was. Now, look, I’m not saying that he didn’t make a mistake, but you know that there is not a monstrous bone in his body.”

8x23: “What happens when you’ve decided I can’t be trusted again? I mean, who are you gonna turn to next time instead of me? Another angel, another—another vampire? Do you have any idea what it feels like to watch your brother just—”