underrated couples

Okay but why is this so underrated— Lydia literally looks like a princess saving her prince, or the queen saving her king and then we have the precious cinnamon roll that is Scott McCall watching both of his best friends in the background again at yet another great moment.

A first time mother’s fears

Sophie stared out the window absentmindedly, the sewing she had been trying to complete left abandoned in her lap. She felt a sudden movement and looked down at her stomach in wonder. No matter how often she was reminded of it by the flutter of movements, the tightening of her clothes, or her inability to sleep comfortably anymore she still found it hard to believe she was actually growing another human being inside of her. The thought both mesmerized and terrified her. She patted her bump gingerly as if to comfort the soul that was kicking about. She had begun staring out the window again when Gideon entered the room, walking up behind her to place a reassuring hand on her shoulder. There was a time when Sophie would’ve cringed away from the contact, but she had become accustomed to Gideon’s calming presence and always knew when it was him.

She reached up and put a hand over his as he leaned down to kiss her on the cheek. “What are you doing in here alone my love?” He asked. She picked up the half finished baby’s nightdress and showed it to him. “I’ve been trying to finish this, though I can’t seem to concentrate on it. I’m dreadfully behind on the baby’s clothes, at this rate he or she won’t have anything to wear by their third day here.” She frowned at the thought, having grown up with nothing she wanted her baby to have everything. Gideon picked up the unfinished sewing and put it aside before he knelt in front of Sophie. He laid his hands gently on her stomach, speaking softly to it. “Hello in there little one. We’re all very excited to meet you out here.” Sophie stroked his hair lovingly as he did this but couldn’t stop the frown from forming on her face. Gideon looked up and his brow creased in worry at the sight of his unhappy wife.

He reached up and cupped her face, forcing her to look up and meet his eyes. “Sophie, darling, what’s wrong? Are you not excited about our first child?” Sophie cast her eyes back down in response, not wanting to watch her husbands reaction when she told him what had been bothering her. “What if our child doesn’t like me? Doesn’t want me for their mother?” She whispered. Gideon let out a little gasp at her words, shocked at the very idea. “Why would you ask that Sophie? Our child will absolutely adore you, how could you think otherwise?” She continued to look away, afraid he thought her foolish. “Look at me. Look at the scar on my face. It’s a constant reminder of how weak I was, and probably still am compared to the rest of you. What if our child is ashamed of me, because I was born a mundane and not a shadowhunter like their father, and that I am weak because of it?” Gideon couldn’t stand if any longer, he pulled his wife into his arms and held her. He did not speak at once, because while he knew what he wanted to say, he wanted to pick the right words. He knew what a delicate subject this was for his wife. He stroked her hair as she sobbed into his shoulder, unable to hold the tears back any longer.

Finally he pulled back enough to see her face. He gently wiped away the remaining tears with his thumbs as he cupped her face with both hands. “Sophie, my darling, you are the strongest, bravest person I know. Not woman, or shadowhunter, but the very bravest being. The scar on your face, like all the scars that cover our bodies as nephilim, is a testament to your courage. It displays not what you have fallen prey to, but what you have endured and overcome. And it is one of the most beautiful things about you. There is no doubt in my mind that our child will see this too, and grow up knowing what a warrior their mother is, and always has been her entire life.” He looked to his wife’s face to see if she would accept his words and be reassured. She had stopped crying and looked at him. She leaned in and kissed her husband softly on the lips, realizing yet again how fortunate she was to have found such a man. She rested her forehead against his, all her fears having been forgotten with his words and whispered “And what a father our child will have. I love you, Gideon Lightwood.”

The concept of a friend is so wonderful. Think about it. Another human you happen across at some point in your life whose company pleases you so much you both decide to keep on seeing each other, even when it’s no longer convenient and easy. Someone who makes an effort to know you and the things you like (even if your interests don’t fully overlap) because they like you.


Someone you feel safe with who isn’t exactly like you but shares the parts that matter. An ally. Someone you can reminisce with about times when you were both younger and dumber, without feeling uncomfortable or made fun of.


Someone you just really value and appreciate, and it feels amazing knowing they feel like that about you too.


My point is, why is the friendzone not considered to be one of the best and loveliest things in the world

okay but can we talk about the fact that abigail and john are one of the most underrated couples ever ?

they wrote over 1,160 letters to each other ,,

 adams even bought a leather binder to keep and store all of the letters that she wrote to him because he loved them so much

Abigail even wrote a letter to him IN THE MIDDLE OF LABOR wanting to describe to him every moment since he was so heart broken that he couldn’t be there.

adams addressed her as “miss adorable” while they were courting and if that doesn’t melt your heart then ???

I could go on really, and if you don’t think that they are absolute couple goals then b o I you need to wake up

“I still remember the way you taste”

Featuring the wonderful and incredibly underrated ship Hottie (Henry and Charlotte “Lottie” Branwell) requested by the lovely @rednailpolishqueen. I hope you like it!


Charlotte let out a heavy sigh and rubber her eyes. She was leaving back in the chair set before her grand mahogany desk with her eyes closed. If she had to look at any more paperwork she might scream. She loved being consul so much, her shoulders had never felt stronger than with the weight of responsibility for all the nephilim on them. She had been shocked when’s they had chosen her almost ten years ago. She had been fairly young, not to mention she was a woman, but she had risen resolutely to the challenged, fueled by the clave’s confidence in her. Yes, she loved everything about being consul…except the god awful amount of paperwork that came with it. And of course the fact that it took her away from her famil at time. Sometimes they could come with her and other times they could not. She had been afraid it would take a serious toll on her relationship with Henry, but he had surprised her not for the first time in their marriage. Henry had not only taken her necessary absences well, he actively encourage and supported them, claiming how selfish he would be if he wanted to deprive all the nephilim of a the wonderful leader that was his wife. She smiled at the memory of that conversation. They had been lying in bed together, her head on his chest as he stroked her hair.

She loved their late night conversations by the low lamplight wrapped in each other’s arms. She longed for one now, so much so that she turned her nose up at the remaining work on her desk. It could wait until tomorrow, she had already been apart from him for five days, having gone straight to the office after arriving back from visiting the New York institute. She craved a good cup of tea too. No matter how hard they tried they couldn’t get that one just right. Thank the angel for Henry’s portals, making travel instantaneous and her trips that much shorter. She turned down the lamps in her office and headed out to her waiting carriage. The ride home was a short but comfortable one, the horses trotting up to her Idris manor house in no time.

She walked in to the parlor to find Henry waiting up for her, a steaming pot of tea beside him. She felt the smile reach her eyes as she took the sight of him in. “I had a feeling you would be needing a nice cup of tea, Lottie,” Henry grinned at her. She strode across the room and threw her arms around his neck, nearly spill the tea. “Oh Henry, my Henry, you always know just what I need.” She nuzzled his neck as he chuckled and set the tea down before stroking her hair the way she liked. She leaned back and softly placed her lips on his, kissing him gently at first before deepening the kiss as the time of their latest separation seem to melt away like it always did. She broke away and leaned her forehead against his. “I still remember the way you taste. You taste of the oil in your workshop, of the sweat from your labor over your inventions, of my favorite flavor of tea you insist is your own favorite as well, you taste like….home. Oh Henry, forever my home you’ll be.” And they say like that until the sun started to rise and shine into the windows, just enjoying being near each other again.

This is one week set apart from the rest of the year that will be entirely dedicated to Padmé and Anakin, in the form of — ART! If you’re interested in participating, let’s delve into this, shall we? Calling all shippers, you are invited to show your love for this pairing using any artistic expression of your choice, be that; drawings, edits, videos, gifs, literature etc. Be creative, and take your muse wherever it leads you! This is not a contest of skill, but an event to showcase our appreciation for literally how much we cannot contain our love for this couple (it’s not something to be suppressed, believe us!) What will happen is between the dates of May 4th to May 10th there will be a theme idea posted each day. We hope everyone participates and has a wonderful time celebrating this beautiful, underrated couple.” 

 Here are the themes for each day: 

05/04. Day 1: Happy Skywalker family AU 

 What if Anidala and their children had their happily ever after? 

 05/05. Day 2: Favorite Anidala scene 

 Your favorite scene of Anidala from any of the movies, shows, etc. 

 05/06. Day 3: Modern AU 

 Anidala in a modern setting 

 05/07. Day 4: Favorite Anidala quote 

 Your favorite Anidala quote from any of the movies, shows, etc. 

 05/08. Day 5: Song inspired 

 Creations inspired by a song/lyrics 

 05/09. Day 6: Favorite Anidala kiss 

 Your favorite kiss they shared in any of the movies, shows, etc. 

 05/10. Day 7: Free day 

 A day where you can do anything you’d like. Any Anidala AU or prompt that you can think up! 

Just remember to tag your posts with #anidalaweek2017 as one of the first five tags so that we are sure to see it and reblog it! Have fun everyone and may the Force be with you ⭐️ 

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can someone pretty pls write a pining stony fic where both steve and tony are so fucking in love with each other, but they’re just too scared to tell the other about how they feel? you know, the usual.

but here’s the thing: one day, tony gets a visit from peter quill who asks him to fake marry him so he doesn’t have to marry the royal consort that has been chosen for him (i’m not really familiar with gotg comics, but peter is a prince, right? and he’s not really fond of that title? pls correct me if i’m wrong). tony is reluctant at first (“just because we fucked once, doesn’t mean you can ask me to fake marry you, quill!”), but eventually he agrees to help because tony cares about peter. so off they go to the space (idk how, but somehow, at that moment tony is all alone at the tower, so the other avengers don’t even know that tony flies off the earth).

meanwhile, steve is out of the country for avengers business with a few other teammates. but something really bad happens, and it makes steve realize he could’ve died and he even hasn’t told tony his undying love for him! so he decides once he gets back home he’s just gonna ‘fuck it, i’m going to kiss tony senseless and tell him how much i love him’. he’s just gonna pour everything to tony, and hoping that tony feels the same. but of course, once he gets back, tony isn’t there. steve panics, the other avengers panic, and they’re even more panic when jarvis informs them that tony is currently not on earth. at jarvis’ words: “sir has to marry a prince and couldn’t be reached for further information for the time being”, steve doesn’t even ask what does that even mean; he’s just…sad and resigned. tony is marrying a prince (a fucking prince!), he doesn’t know why, he wants to know why, why is tony marrying a prince without telling anyone, it doesn’t even make any sense, but he’s just…heartbroken. he’s completely, utterly, overwhelmingly heartbroken. the other avengers feel sad for steve too, because they all know how much steve feels for tony.

now, imagine it takes a lot longer for tony to stay in space. and tony almost gives up, he really does, because he needs to go back to earth asap. he needs to explain some things to the avengers, especially steve. steve is the most important person that needs to know that the marriage is not real. but tony also can’t leave peter just like that! or else there’s going to be a lot more to deal with (somehow, both tony and peter are getting in real deep shit with the whole fake marriage thing??? it’s bad enough that some people there are watching over tony and giving him no freedom at all). but eventually they go back to earth, though; tony remembers bucky and nat are going to get married, and he’ll be damned if he misses it. and imagine how steve reacts when he finally sees tony again after months of not seeing each other. imagine the avengers’ reactions too, they’re probably like ohmygod???? where have you been???? tony???? do you not see???? how absolutely crushed steve is???? imagine steve meets peter for the first time and just simply understands why tony chose him. imagine all the feels when steve and tony are in the same space but they’re always sort of avoiding each other (for some stupid reasons ofc). imagine how conflicted tony is when peter finally admits that he fell in love with tony since the day they met long time ago. imagine tony probably feels the same for peter, though maybe not as deep as his feelings for steve, but that alone is enough to make tony thinks “well i can’t have steve so maybe i can have peter instead? at least he loves me back.” he knows it’s probably cruel, but gdi tony just wants to be loved! imagine?????


(somewhere in the background, the newlywed buckynat just facepalm at the idiocy of this affair.)