Everytime we get Kara x Mon-el being cute and coupley in Kara’s apartment, I feel like we’re actually seeing Mel x Chris being cute and coupley. They’re all smiley and silly, and they’re both just such good and genuine people. Their chemistry is incredible, and you can plainly see how much they enjoy working together. You couldn’t ask for two better people to exist, and it’s so wonderful that they’ve become friends. I love them.
Okay okay. So are blonde and silver brothers in okja or are they a couple? Because when I first watched the movie I was screaming "MY TWO FAVORITE ACTORS ARE TOGETHER IN A GR8 MOVIE" And then the nagging thought that they might be brothers started stabbing at the back of my head at 3am in the morning
:) I’d like to tell you that Silver and Blond as a couple is 100% canon. But I gonna tell you they’re 90% canon. Because while some tumblr affirm they
were confirmed gay by the director, I wasn’t able to find any source as
evidence. So if one of you guys have some proof, please let us know
Now I know that the lack of
kisses on the mouth (but Blond did kisses Silver on the cheek) “I love
you” or “here’s Silver, is my boyfriend” for instance, may lead some people to
deny them as good representation. I don’t think any of these are absolutely
necessary for a ship to be canon.
It’s kinda hard to express,
but for me Silver and Blond are just too intimate together to be brothers. It’s
not always easy to see it because a lot of their moments together are in the
This hug for instance, is
clearly a lover hug imo, I don’t force anyone to see it that way if they don’t,
but…come on. Look at them. So cute,
so in love.
Think Outside the Lovesquare Day 3: Height Difference
Having a boyfriend nearly twice her height had its perks. He could help her reach things that were just out of her grasp and pull her onto his shoulders during concerts. He was always easy to find when they were separated, and Mylene had really grown to appreciate the fact that he could pick her up and twirl her like a scene out of a romantic movie.
Sure, it had its downsides. If one more person asked how they kissed, she might actually lose her temper enough to get akumatized all over again. Not that they were wrong. Kissing Ivan wasn’t exactly simple, given that she sometimes had to stand on the tips of her toes, and he had to bend over, but they’d found workarounds, and frankly he was a fantastic kisser, so the joke was on everyone else.
Plus, cuddling with him was easily her favorite. After a long day, one or both would seek out the other person and find a quiet room to just relax, Ivan’s arm draped over her middle and his solid warmth at her back. They’d talk about music, including some of his favorites that she’d also come to enjoy, and her father’s shows. Ivan attended almost as many of them as she did, and he clapped louder than anyone else.
“How’s History going?”
He shrugged. “Fine. The test was pretty easy.”
“Yeah?” She peeked back at him. “Rose said it was pretty tough.”
“She did study with Juleka.”
She giggled. “Oh.” Knowing the two of them, they hadn’t spent much time studying.
“What about your science project?”
She frowned. “It’s okay.”
“Need some help with it?”
“Well…” she considered for a moment, grateful he’d thought to offer. “Maybe. I need to measure some things, and you’re…”
He chuckled. “Tall?”
“Yeah,” she admitted.
“Okay.” He reached for her hand to gently squeeze it. “Want to go finish it now?”
She hummed in consideration. “Fifteen more minutes.”
He nodded and settled back down behind her. “Sounds good to me.”
Fifteen minutes became twenty, which in turn became thirty. Mylene was dozing off by the time Ivan checked in again, and she grumbled herself awake when he murmured in her ear.
“Okay, you’re right. Let’s go.” She reluctantly moved away from him, already missing the reassuring feeling of heat over her back. Once they were both on their feet again, she led him to the potted plants her father had relocated to a high shelf, one hand still laced in his. “We need to measure those.”
“Mm-hm.” She explained the experiment to him, rambling about her process, including each step she’d taken to control the variables she didn’t want to affect the outcome. For this project, she’d engineered a plant food after a good bit of research, and now she was testing to see how it affected the growth. As she talked, Ivan was pulling down the pots, one at a time, so she could measure and record each plant’s height.
“This one grew the most,” she commented as she jotted down the numbers. “I think it’s because we nicknamed it Ivan.”
He smiled, an endearing blush coloring his cheeks. “You named one after me?”
She grinned and nodded. “I named one after me and Papa, too.”
She used the ruler to point to the smallest one, right beside the tallest one he’d just put back. “That’s me.” Then, she indicated a medium-sized one further down on the shelf. “That’s Papa.”
He bent down to kiss her forehead. “I like this project.”
She grinned and tugged on his sleeve until he was on her level for a proper kiss. “I like you.” After a soft kiss, she chuckled. “Even if you’re twice my size.”
How would the UT, UF, SF bros and UT grillby react when they're frustrated at their S/O for something but the SO is just so darn cute they can't even stay angry.
Sans: He is pretty hard to frustrate. He’s a 0 or 100 kind of guy; the only thing I can think of that could really frustrate him is when somebody does something he doesn’t like but which he can’t fault them for. Such as people questioning why he doesn’t answer their questions, or pointing out that he’s ignoring them. He has his reasons, obviously, and hey he honestly tends to pry too. And he doesn’t like it when people ignore him. So when you ask him something about his past, an innocent question and nothing but curiosity on your face, the frustration bleeds out of him like water out of a popped balloon. “heh… cuter than a kitten and twice as curious. it’s not that interestin’, babe. your face is a much better topic. how did it get so nice? i’m seriously askin’ here.”
Papyrus: He’s pretty easy to annoy, really. Puns, laziness, being untidy, eating unhealthy foods, playing incidental music to accompany his misfortune… Sans. Anything Sans would do would annoy Papyrus. And we all know what Papyrus does with Sans. “HUMAN!! I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS!! I WILL NOT SIT, NOR LAY DOWN, NOR EVEN STAND ON MY HEAD FOR THIS!! THIS.. IS… UNACCEPTABLEEEeeeee…” He trails off at the end, wagging finger frozen in place. That face you’re making…… He pulls you to him, wrapping his arms around you. What are you going, Papyrus? “SHH MY LOVE, I AM TRYING NOT TO CONSUME YOU WITH THE FLAMES OF MY ARDOR… YOU ARE TOO ADORABLE AND I WANT TO SQUISH YOU!!”
Red: It isn’t hard to frustrate Red. And it isn’t easy to pacify him either, but damn that look on your face… His eyes flick away from you, all over the room, anywhere but that expression you’ve got on. “c’mon doll, enough with the puppy dog eyes.” He groans, bringing his hands up to his face. “fuckin… fine. but don’t get used to this, ok sweetheart? ‘m not lettin you off so easy next time.” Yes he is. He’s almost offended; he’s a tough guy, he isn’t supposed to fold this easy.
Edge: It’s hard not to irritate Edge. Anything Red does annoys him, along with a host of other things. Squeaky chairs, clicking pens, not doing exactly what he tells you to… The list could go on. And his response is usually screaming. “CEASE THAT INFERNAL RACKET THIS INSTANCE, YOU-….. Y-YOU…” The screaming came suddenly, and that look of surprise on your face… brows lifted, eyes wide, lips a little parted…. “I AM NO LONGER ANGRY! THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOUR FACE! I AM GOING TO LEAVE NOW!” He slams his door shut and screams into his pillow, face brilliant red.
Black: Good luck finding something that doesn’t frustrate Black, one way or another. “WHAT DO YOU THINK THAT YOU ARE DOING?!?! I WILL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT IS-!” He stops abruptly, staring at your face. His screaming comes just as suddenly as Edge’s, and while he can’t match Edge for pure volume his is screechier, which makes it feel much louder. Your expression is downright startled, and with your eyes so large he can truly admire how lovely they are. “I-I-IS…… HANG ON A MOMENT!!” He returns and throws something at you, a brown paper bag. What is this for? “PUT IT OVER YOUR HEAD!” What? Why? He looks away, a faint blush on his cheeks. “I CANNOT YELL AT YOU WHEN YOU LOOK LIKE THAT!!” That is not a very good incentive to put on the bag. “… F-FINE, NEVER MIND THEN! JUST… GO… BE CUTE SOMEWHERE ELSE!!”
Puppy: He’s pretty hard to frustrate once he’s good and settled on you; he doesn’t let people close that easily but once he does you’re pretty much golden. But he’ll be irritated if you drag him out somewhere he isn’t comfortable (most places), especially if it’s a bad day. He’s tapping his foot and fiddling with something in his pocket, trying to suppress his nervous energy while he waits for you to get out of the changing room. Ah, but when you do…. You give him a smile and a twirl, asking what he thinks. The sparkle in your eye, the flush of your cheeks.. “very nice.” He gives you a pat on the head and a lopsided smile. Maybe this isn’t so bad.
EDIT FUCK I FORGOT GRILLBY: He doesn’t show very much on his face at all, much less frustration. The only way you can really tell is the increased frequency of his pops and the somehow thicker silence surrounding him. He is surprisingly easy to frustrate, though he shows it the least, and probably gets over it fastest cute face or no. But when you give him that sweet expression…. his flames quiet for a moment, mellowing out until he’s almost smooth. And then they’re back and he’s patting your head, looking away. He’s so stoic you can barley tell he’s flustered.
Headcanon: Otabek will ask Yuri to help him shave his undercut in the back where he can't reach and every time Yuri doesn't this Otabek will start giggling and squirming away out of reflex whenever the razor brushes up against his neck because he's sooo ticklish there and Yuri gets so nervous and starts yelling at him like "STOP SQUIRMING BEKA I DON'T WANT TO CUT YOU!" and Otabek will be giggling and is just like "I CAN'T HELP IT YURA!" I live for domestic otayuri ahhh they're so cute <3
(Omg I love headcanons because I can answer them in my phone *0*) YASYASYASYAS, domestic OtaYuri gives me life sjckksf.
But listen, after the first time that happened Yuri’s like “like hell I’m going to help you, you squirm too much!”, and Otabek swears he will not do it again, “you caught me off guard”, he says, but of fucking course it happens again.
Like Otabek is giggling just by hearing the little machine making its buzzing sound and Yuri finds this hella cute but ‘fuck I’m going to razor his head off *internal screaming*’
Omg when Yuri’s finished he just needs to really wreck Otabek because you can’t be a squirming mess while someone is razoring your frigging head! , so punishment for squirming too much. So he’s like “Altin, let me help you get rid of those tiny hairs” and Otabek just nods because Yuri is such a nice boyfriend
But oh surprise: Yuri will need a brush to sweep all those baby hairs away and when the bristles touch Otabek neck he starts to laugh righr away, scrunching up his shoulders and trying to squirm away so Yuri has to pin him down the flor or couch and brush Otabek’s neck until he’s begging foe merci. “Y-YURI! I’m suhuhure there are nohohoho baby hairs thehehere!”, Otabek giggles as Yuri starts to brush Otabek’s sides. “There are, and im trying to clean them up now shush”
Otabek really thinks twice before asking yuri for help after that day (that’s what he likes to think, he actually looks forward for when he needs a cut again, mhm)