omg my otp ;a;

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— “Only couples and pigeons come to the park on a holiday!”

Me talking about my life :
▶🔘 — — — — — 00:01:30
Me talking about my favorite character :
▶🔘 — — — — — 02:40:57
Me talking about my otp :
▶🔘 — — — — — 10:31:24

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#goddd they really invented sexual tension and chemistry with this scene #the amount of times shaw looked down at root’s lips though… (calm down you thirst bucket) #the face holding and touching #i just….. #not to mention root kissing shaw’s upper lip??? #soft??? #i truly wish they weren’t THIS convincing during this whole scene #like they weren’t even fully kissing and this was still amazing #forever THAT ship?? #i fully agree

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If wishes do come true, then in 2018, I hope there will be…

  • Haikyuu Season 4
  • Oikawa & Iwaizumi re-appearing in the manga
  • Fans’ Dream Team vs Furudate’s Dream Team manga/anime special
  • And always ever-so hopeful for Final Haikyuu Quest movie/ova

Yellow

He’d guessed Draco’s favourite colour correctly the first try.

Truth be told, Draco never had a favourite colour to begin with. He’d never stopped long enough to think about it; it wasn’t as though it would ever be of any value. But, when he found himself sitting next to his loser of a boyfriend — the loser thing wasn’t so true, he loved Harry dearly — and talking to one of the Weasel’s offspring (“After two years of us dating, Draco, is it still necessary that you still name Ron that?”) who called him “Uncle Drake”, he found himself in a little bit of a predicament.

You see, they were colouring to begin with. Draco, with as much grace as a fully grown man could have, had crammed his limbs into a kiddy sized chair to join Harry who was helping the red-head colour a small picture of some miscellaneous magical object. The Gryffindor was dreadful at it, scribbling over the lines in a messy fashion; even the infant could colour better than him. The colouring (or scribbling, in Harry’s case) had eventually spiralled into mindless chit chat about whatever seemed to occupy the mini Weasley’s thoughts, leading to the inevitable questioning of: “Uncle Drake, what’s your favourite colour?”

The child had said it with so much curiosity, so much innocence, that Draco actually found himself thinking long and hard. Fortunately, though, his knight in muggle jogging bottoms stepped in to put him out of his misery, exclaiming happily that it was finally a question he knew the answer to. Draco looked to his lover and waited with his eyebrow raised.

The colour yellow didn’t have any significance until that moment. He’d actually thought of it as quite bland until he saw Harry, a shit eating grin spread across his face, announce definitively that yellow was Draco’s favourite colour. Suddenly, the colour yellow was brighter than before, more beautiful. The way Harry sat there, looking so elated and proud of himself — Draco loved him so much. He never saw the colour yellow the same way again.

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Naegiri phone backgrounds (ノ´ヮ`)ノ*: ・゚

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