those two are so in love with each other


Harley and Ivy being beautiful bisexuals in DC Bombshells #54

know what makes me cry?

in deathly hallows when harry and hermione go see james and lily’s gravestone and they see hundreds upon hundreds of messages scribbled on or around the grave that say “good luck harry!”, “here’s to the boy who lived” and others of the sort. 

they all knew harry would come to see his parents, and everyone knew that in that moment he would grieve, just like they all did. All of those hundreds of people visited james and lily’s grave, and each one of them wanted to tell harry that although he was an orphan, he was loved by so many. 

i also can’t help but think that the first message scribbled on there was “you are loved, harry” written by remus two nights after halloween. every visitor since has made their own addition over it, but if you look very closely near the bottom of the grave, you can see it. every full moon the message glows faintly. 

Can we talk about this hug??

A stereotypical “bro hug” would’ve had their hands at their stomach. They would’ve had their bodies arching more (to avoid the waist from touching). They would’ve patted each others backs. All the good ole no homo bs.

But no these two love birds did NONE of that. They are staring directly into each others’ eyes. Those hands are right above their damn hearts. Their heads and necks are so close. Keith is buried into Shiro’s shoulder. But above all, THEY PULL EACH OTHER IN. Those hands aren’t just used for a handshake, its an anchor for them, a symbol of how devoted they are to save one another if either of them is in danger. I can’t count how many times they had each other’s backs and considering this was RIGHT AFTER finding out Keith is part Galra, this moment is just soooo incredibly meaningful.

God, Sheith just warms my heart.


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slow and steady.

we’ve been together for seven years, married for two and a half. we’ve had ups and downs, we’ve had times where we feel super close and in love and so on our marriage game, and we’ve had times where we feel distant and so tired of fighting.

we’ve learned that we need to make space for each other to thrive. we need to continue making goals, personally and in our marriage. we’ve got to make our own sacrifices, to help each other with those goals. always working towards something, always moving forward.

we’ve learned that it’s ok to have bad days, it’s ok if every day isn’t a fairy tale, it’s ok to be boring married people. it’s ok to stay home and eat pizza and drink beer and do laundry together and watch Friends on Netflix for two hours before falling asleep. it’s ok to skip the party and use the kid as an excuse. it’s ok if everyday isn’t exciting, because life is hard work and marriage is hard work and parenting is hard work. real life can be mundane and boring and super lame sometimes.

but our love is never mundane, it moves slow and steady and strong. I choose him everyday, and he chooses me. there is always a basic understanding that, no matter how hard it gets, no matter how big the fight, no matter how helpless the situation, we are on the same team and we will work everything out, together, eventually.

so my relationship advice to you is this: find someone who you want to work hard with. someone who you want to work out the big fights with. someone who you can go through the mundane everyday of life with and still be so happy at the end of the day. someone you could be poor with, someone you could figure out money and adult life stuff with. someone who loves your quirks and pushes you towards your goals. someone who balances you out and compliments your strengths and fills in your weaknesses. someone you can always laugh with, someone who eases your mind, someone who keeps you safe. someone who chooses you, and who you want to choose everyday for forever. someone who still excites you even after seven years or twenty years or fifty five years. find that person and you’ll be golden.


“Two forces can’t cancel out each other,” Keith reiterated his grandmaster’s words. He smiled and clenched his hand, closing himself to the pain that spiked from his palm to his fingertips.

“You’re smiling,” Lance whispered, leaning close and giving those words an air of secretiveness.

Backhand by @rachelmlou

hi please read the martial art college AU it watered my crops, cleared my skin, then put me in a chokehold w/ slow burn klance

i love languages so much

i love how they’re interconnected and intertwining, how two languages can be quite different at the core but they’re always influencing each other, dancing together, and melting into each other while still maintaining distinct identities; or how you can know one language and go over a mountain into another country and it’s almost the same, so close they might almost be one, and yet completely separate, the extent of their similarities hidden behind differences in pronunciation and usage shifts no one could have predicted, from all those years of being physically and politically walled off from each other.

i love how i can have friends i barely ever speak my native language with, and we can laugh and contemplate the stars and the meaning of life together. i love that i got the chance to know these people i otherwise never would have met.

i love how i have discovered whole other sides to people i thought i knew, when i never would have guessed that who they are in english was only one dimension, and how i can keep going deeper and deeper, like a tesseract. i love how there’s more than one side to me, now, too.

i love how i can be brought to tears and to laughter, just by words i didn’t even grow up hearing, how i can read stories and find myself in them, the hidden parts of my soul, in the words of an author writing in a language i came *this* close to never even knowing, how what once would have been meaningless sounds can tug on my heart and i can sing at the top of my lungs until my voice gets ripped to shreds because i feel it so much.

if you’re wondering if all this work is worth it, it is


ROBBERS / Characters like Bonnie and Clyde always appealed to me as a teenager - couples so intoxicated with one another that they fear nothing in the pursuit of the realization of each other, actions fuelled by blind unconditional love. ‘Robbers’ is an ode to those relationships. The type of relationship all humans long for. All or nothing. This video is about when love makes two people feel they are the centre of the universe.

dan and phil had no idea that they would make such a big impact on the world they did youtube for fun together if phil never encouraged dan to make videos than the world of dan and phil would be nonexistent they have accomplished so much and are honestly the most down to earth people that stay true to who they are and the fact that phil fucking lester won an award after constantly being overlooked for years and shared it with dan just shows how much love they have for each other and no one can tell me otherwise I am so fucking proud of everything they have ever done and it is actually mind blowing how much respect and love I have for those two guys who met on the internet 



I am so moved by their relationship! (watch and read their interviews) (╥_╥) I know it’s bad to ship Yaoi because of my religion, but I can’t really help but ship these two like how I ship Victuuri! I am against Male to Male relationship before, but this two couples (Victuuri and Baozi & Hana) changed my beliefs. (ಥ_ಥ) Please forgive me! I TRULY AM SORRY!!

Baozi and Hana, I’m truly at your mercy!! I LOVE YOU BOTH!

*Baozi as Victor Nikiforov
*Hana as Yuuri Katsuki


(This photos are taken to from their videos. So all credits goes to them.)

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ummm the excitement in the tomlinson-styles households can you imagine the amount of flowers and sweets and balloons they’ve gotten each other???
a “congrats on your last day of filming!” cake. a bundle of “100M streams on spotify!” balloons. a massive arrangement of white roses with red roses spelling “I love you and I’m so proud of you and you’re my favourite person ever” …. actually make that two of those. they both got one for each other


My brilliant fiance, this man of talent, Dustin Lance Black 💖

Selfless Love: Bellamy and Clarke in 403

(My academic is showing with that title but w/e)

It’s taken me a full 36 hours to marshal my thoughts about Bellamy and Clarke in 403 because wow, that episode was a lot to handle.  But that’s also why I want to talk about it, because there is so much to unpack with regards to how they see each other and how their love for one another operates.

Standard disclaimer: you can read their love for each other as romantic, platonic, or some combination thereof.  I’m not going to deal with untangling the those threads here, but I am working from the thesis that they love each other, full stop. 

The point around which Bellamy and Clarke’s relationship in 403 revolves is, imo, selfless love.  This is made explicit in the text (although no one actually says wow you two love each other very selflessly)  in how both Bellamy and Clarke react to things by positioning the other person first.  Bellamy puts Clarke and her needs first, and she puts him and his needs first.  Their own personal wants and needs are secondary to the other person, but not in a codependent way.  They put each other first because they love each other utterly and completely selflessly.

The first moment we see this is when Raven says remember that when you’re starving and Bellamy informs them he does not plan on surviving Apocalypse II: Nuclear Bugaloo.  I waver on whether or not this is new information to Clarke– I could see her yes you are reaction being borne of frustration because they’ve had this conversation 400 times and each time she was like dammit Bellamy, we’ve been over this, of course you’re going to live, or I could see her reaction being instinctive and stunned because this is the first she’s heard of it.  I think in the end, it doesn’t matter if she knew his plan or this is the first she’s hearing of it, because the end result is the same: Clarke doesn’t accept a future in which Bellamy Blake does not survive.

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Requested:  If its not too much of a bother can i have #55 and #84 for the drabble game with jungkook please and thank you. (I hope i dont come of as rude i love your blog.)

You didn’t come off rude at all:) Thank you for requesting♥ I honestly LOVED writing this, I was so excited when I saw those two quotes being requested so thank you so much

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Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 778

“Stop saying you love me when you don’t mean it.”

“I wish I could hate you, I really do.”

You aren’t simply a good friend, you have become part of my soul. We’ve been through so much together yet you’re so oblivious to the obvious signs. When life became a storm you were the boat that kept the salty water from entering my lungs. You were always there for me as I was for you. We said we’d always be there for each other and neither of us has broken that promise. You were love when I needed it and I thank you for that. You may have been the love when I needed it but it had stayed with me. I’m hopelessly in love with my best friend and it’s eating me up inside.

You flung yourself on Jungkook’s bed once you entered his room, him following you soon after landing right beside you.

“I honestly hate you.” 

“No you don’t, you love me, you can’t hate me.” Jungkook laughed staring up at his ceiling along with you. If only he knew how true those words really were.

“Well I wish I could. I wish I could hate you, I really do.” You say bluntly, so much emotion behind those words yet Jungkook never caught on. He sat up leaning on his elbows and looked down at you.

“What’s wrong? Why so mean today?” Jungkook’s eyebrows knitted together in confusion as he looked over your features. He noticed the cold look on your face, your eyes boring into him and he couldn’t be more confused. You just rolled your eyes and sat up, pulling your hair up in a high ponytail, back facing Jungkook.

“I’m not being mean.” You simply say

“Then what’s wrong.” You took a deep breath in and closed your eyes.

I’m in love with you.

“Nothing. It’s nothing.” You stand up patting your back pockets in search for your phone. You noticed it’s lying on Jungkook’s bed. Reaching for it, it get’s snatched away and held in the hand of the boy in front of you, eyebrows not knitted anymore as he has a hard stare held on his face.

“You’re not getting your phone back until you tell me what’s wrong.” Jungkook now stood up, his height now towering over you as he took a step closer, you took a step back on instinct. “Why would you want to hate me? We’re best friends (Y/N). You know I love you-”

“Stop saying you love me when you don’t mean it.” You snapped, eyes angry and frustration was soon filling in them but most of all hurt resignated in them. Jungkook was able to see that right away.  

“What are you talking about? Of course I love you (Y/N).” Jungkook took another step forward which you took another step back, legs hitting his dresser  blocking you from moving back anymore. Seeing his opportunity Jungkook took another step towards you, arms on each side of you resting on the dresser completely blocking any move for escape. 

You lowered your head, staring at your now more fascinating fingers than looking at the boy who was so close to you. You closed your eyes and took in a big breath slowly letting it out.

“You don’t love me Jungkook…not in the way that I love you.” 

Jungkook’s eyes broadened, body becoming numb and rigid as realization came flooding in. The looks, the way your cheeks would flush whenever he looked at you for too long, you were always there for him and did whatever you could to make sure he was okay, But you were just being a good friend..right? 

Your head was still down, fumbling with your fingers. Jungkook stayed right where he was, hands sliding closer towards each other until his arms were wrapped around your waist. Your breath hitched in the back of your throat from the sudden contact of skin. All Jungkook could do was stare, stare at the girl who he’d grown so close with. How could he have not seen the signs? How could he be so unaware of everything that was presented to him? He backed his head up a little but still keeping a hold on your waist and keeping a close distance between you two.

“Look at me.” His voice was deep but it came off in a whisper. 

You raised your head, eyes going to his. He saw the fear in your eyes yet you couldn’t determine the look in his. It was something you’d never seen before when he looked at you. It was unknown and foreign yet you welcomed it. His hold on you tightened as he brought you even closer, lips only grazing each other when he spoke.

“I love you too.”

Sheith is so supportive and healthy, it’s so shocking how many haters this ship has.

Just imagine: Whenever Keith or Shiro have one of those self-worth issues, thinking the other is way out of league or how they deserve better, they would always reassure each other. And these kinds of confidence issues don’t just disappear after one or two times, no, it takes time. And they will always support each other and reassuring. No “We’ve been through this”  or “Not this again” or “We talked about this” or “Stop being insecure, are you doubting my love for you?”. No, none of that. Instead soft whispers of; “You’re amazing, you’re strong, you’re here, I am here, I will never leave you, I love you.” They repeat this over and over again, because it’s true and they will say it until they have those words into each other’s heart and mind’s core, because that’s how much they love each other, they never though that insecurities or lacking self-confidence is a burden, it’s always; “It’s okay, I am here, I’ll always be here”.

It’s one of the most healthiest ship I’ve ever seen and I just love them so much. ♡♡♡


cousins are such a huge part in SJM’s books.

Aelin and Aedion, who love each other so much and would actually die for each other. They’re two sides of the same golden coin.

Rhys and Mor who protect each other and care for each other. Rhys saved Mor when her family did not want her, when they did those horrible things to her and Mor was there for Rhys when he returned from Under the Mountain and when he learned that Feyre was his mate.

Manon and Asterin who, despite being witches, love each other and would die protecting each other. Manon dying inside when she believed Asterin to be dead, her second and her cousin, Manon crying for Asterin despite her not being capable of that sort of emotion. Asterin who was willing to die for her Wing Leader, her cousin. Asterin not telling Manon what her grandmother did so that Manon did not have that guilt hanging over her.

Rowan and all the Whitethorns. When Rowan lost Lyria, his cousins tried to comfort him, they checked in on him even if he didn’t want them to or appreciate it, Enda especially. The Whitethorn’s who betrayed their queen for Rowan so that Aelin’s kingdom would not be destroyed even though they knew that they would be banished and possibly killed by doing so.

Fic: Quiznak Actually: Chapter 1/6


Hunk ships Klance so hard. Too bad those two idiots are blind as to how crazy in love they are with each other. Hunk decides he’s going to get them together by any means possible. There will be misunderstandings, awful dad-jokes, 60s cable, and space flu for all.

This was written for the Primary Paladin Big Bang 2017 and there is artwork inside!

Thank you to my beta AMNWolfDog!
You can expect artwork from: Summer (tumblr: summersnowleopard), Zell (tumblr: pumpkinklance), and Marissa (tumblr: thesabertoothwalrus)

WARNINGS: swearing, canon-typical violence, very mild gore/injuries, vomiting (later chapters), nudity but nothing sexually explicit, accidental drug use

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Sometimes I remember those two - and I’m actually reading the manga all over again - I’ve been accompanying these two for so long and when I remember that ssamba is passing through a such hard time I get sad and think that maybe one day we’ll see they confess to each other their love and living more happily than ever… or maybe not. I hope you’re doing well ssamba, sending lots of love for you.