#A ROMANTIC SIMP HE WILL BE

[panakinthedisco]

i haven’t updated anything in here coz irl BUT just coming back that people should stop remaking pride and prejudice when sense and sensibility is right there (tho i’m a big fan of ang lee’s S&S)…..

and PEDRO PASCAL AS COLONEL BRANDON 😭

we got the material LIKE SERIOUSLY. GIVE HIM A REGENCY ERA ROLE PLEASE

[yoursweetwife]

Ratio: we are far from the romantic nonsense that other couples do.

[name]: (brings a spoon with dessert to Ratio’s face) would you like to try it?

Ratio: (tries the dessert, after which he wipes the corner of [name]’s mouth and “scolds” they for being careless.)

Aventurine: ...

Aventurine: yes, i believe you.

[ashipiko]

teehee

[aquagirl1978]

Everyone has been afraid of him. His mother, his father, his brothers, his grandfather - all afraid of him at some point. When everyone avoided him, hid from him, out of fear, you faced him.

In the sweet end, you worry that he's not petting you because he also hesitated to pet the wild bunny you found earlier in the story. But then you consider the fact that he might not have known how to interact with small animals.

In premium end, he confirms this, and more.

from My Honey's a Bunny, sweet and premium ends

But then to find out that he didn't not touch the wild bunny because he was inexperienced, but rather...

He simply wanted to touch you instead.

[randomness-for-life]

Finished replaying Apollo Justice and I forgot how truly GAY Klavier and Apollo are for each other

[harmonysanreads]

Your honor, I'd like to sue this brat for stealing my heart.

[duh-nik]

No. I don't love him. It's just a mere crush!

(I'll sob so hard if he ever holds me in his arms)

[megapuddi64]

Actual Footage of Namor (in the og script) returning to Talokan to bring Shuri snacks and hot cocoa only to find her and Riri gone and two of his people dead.

[got-backstroke-4-days]

You cannot convince me that Gojo didn’t request this day solely because he wanted to spend one last Christmas Eve with Geto. Gojo knew every last detail about Geto to the point where he recognized that way he smelled, but remembering two dates is too much for him to remember?? I don’t think so

[mrswagtastic]

Asexual Kyle headcanons make me really happy for many reasons, but one I don't think I've ever seen brought up is how he still seems to enjoy love alot. Like asexuals I've seen (media/fictional obviously) usually still don't care much for romance, if at all, which is obviously cool too but like romance obsessed aces exist too and that's how I view Kyle honestly. Like YES hopeless romantic ace Kyle is so silly actually. Go on keep falling in love and putting you're all into romance only for it to neevr work out you little twerp. It's just so silly I actually adore it.

[idolomantises]

i love how apologetic people are when they get horny for my characters. i dont mind, i endorse it actually.

[draculasfavoritewife]

Din Djarin x Reader Headcanons Pt. 1

Summary: How you met the Mandalorian and eventually became his lover.

Pairing: Din Djarin x fem!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of canon violence, a shower massage. Very slow burn because I like suffering haha.

Yeah so these started out as headcanons but because I can't write briefly to save my life, it basically turned into a fic in bullet point form lmao. There is a second part coming soon once I dig the rest out of my notes app!

Also, because I like to create origins for reader characters, she is culturally Mandalorian by birth, but because I'm a huge nerd she was raised by the Lorrdians because I always thought their nonverbal language skills were absolutely badass.

*Translations of words/phrases in Mando'a at the end

You and the Mandalorian first crossed paths on a wild outer rim planet somewhere, having been sent after the same bounty by the Guild

He questioned why you wore a beskar breastplate, thinking you had stolen it from his people

The bounty had escaped, and against his better judgment, he brought you with him in pursuit, especially after you told him your armor had belonged to your buir

You were born into Clan Viszla, but your family had escaped to Lorrd during the unrest, where you had been raised in the traditions of the Mando'ade but also learned the Lorrdian language

Because of this, you quickly became accustomed to reading his body language, as he rarely spoke

He doesn't know what to make of you, since you long ago abandoned your helmet and thus in his eyes broke your creed

For your part, you're aware he must have been raised by extremists, but you respect his religious beliefs

The two of you make a surprisingly good team and end up splitting the bounty

Neither of you could say why you stayed, and why he didn't drop you off somewhere, but you kept working together

As you get more comfortable, your sarcastic nature begins to surface more often

He can't tell if he hates or enjoys your constant commentary, but he's occasionally willing to give back; most of the time you just get a long-suffering sigh in response

Although he stays mostly aloof, you can read by his gestures eventually that he pretty much considers you friends by now

The problem with this is that you're an extremely touchy person physically, having grown up in a very intimate community, and he is not

At first he shrugs you off whenever your hand brushes his armor as you pass by, but after months of patience from you, he finally accepts your friendly hand on his arm with a grudging sigh of defeat

You get to know each other a little better with all the time you spend patching each other up in hard-to-reach areas

Now you know the color of his skin, which, although such a small detail, makes you feel immensely honored, since hardly anyone else ever will

For his part, he's surprisingly gentle at tending injuries, and you just wish that someday he might take off his gloves to touch you

Little facts about each other keep surfacing during these vulnerable sessions

"What are these for?" he asks you once when he has to pull your braids away from your neck; he's perceptive, to have picked up that they mean something

"The Weequay started that custom, each one stands for a year I've been away from Mandalore"

He's quiet for a long time before asking one more question

"Do you ever mean to go back?"

"I don't know if I want to anymore; but it feels right to honor my first home"

When he's finished cleaning up the lacerations across your upper back, you rise to your feet and let your hand linger on his shoulder

"Thank you, Mando"

"Din," he murmurs, so soft you can barely pick it up over his modulator "My name is Din Djarin"

He trusts you with his actual name

"Din," you smile, warmth spreading beneath your skin at finally having cracked his shell "Thank you"

After that, your interactions shift a bit

He's a little more welcoming of your casual touches

He would never say so, but you can tell he almost leans into them now

You can also tell by his posturing that he hasn't really been touched by anyone for a very long time

Does he realize he craves the contact?

Chasing that one bounty all over Tatooine did a number on both of you

You didn't know sand could get some of the places it's gotten

"I need a shower" you tell him as you step back into the Razor Crest, sand trailing in your wake

"I know you must need one too, Djarin, don't pretend that fancy beskar suit keeps it all out"

"I'll wait" he grumbles

"You can join me, you know" you offer "Another set of hands always helps with sand"

He stares at you for so long, you start to wonder if you've been too forward, but you mean exactly what you've said and nothing more...don't you?

Finally he wordlessly gestures at his helmet

Of course, his creed

Wait, does that mean he actually considered it?

You smirk up at his expressionless visor, feeling his sharp gaze fixed on you

"What, Din, don't tell me you've never showered with the lights out?"

You're very satisfied with how your idea unfolds, and he accepts without too much further need for convincing, so here you are, sharing the small 'fresher shower with the Mandalorian himself

Din stays mostly silent as the two of you work to rid your bodies of sand, though you can hear him sigh softly every time your skin kisses his for a moment

He's almost too much for you in this cramped space, smelling of sweat and smoke, solid and muscular where you've collided, and all your other senses are on overdrive since you can't see a thing in the darkness

And that's when it hits you that you've fallen for him

But you keep that thought to yourself

He makes an excellent platonic shower partner, attentive to when you need help scrubbing the grime from areas that are hard to reach

His hands are wonderful without those gloves, so much larger than your own slender ones, startlingly tender despite their roughness

And so warm, his whole body is so warm

You return the favor, and feel how tense he is beneath the surface

You can't tell for once if that tension is caused by you or if he just carries that much all the time

So as you wash the grit from his broad back, as your fingertips skate over the scars of his brutal lifestyle, you experimentally nudge into those rigid muscles, in an attempt to loosen him up a bit

The sharp inhale makes you freeze

"Forgive me --"

"No" your heart jolts at finally hearing his low voice so clearly without the modulator "Don't stop"

So you continue to massage out the stiffness wherever you find it, trying not to let his clipped breaths affect you too much

Then you part ways without a word once the water is off; he leaves you alone there in the 'fresher to dry off with the lights on, wondering if something went wrong

Buir = Parent

Mando'ade = Children of Mandalore

[tomurakii]

Dude I know I'm deep into my Gale obsession when seeing people's dumbshit takes actually makes me angry. Someone on instagram called him easy and a gold digger??? How do you live with yourself.

[torgawl]

if you call himmel pathetic i'm throwing hands at you. himmel showed the purest form of love for frieren and you guys think that's pathetic? what's pathetic is not respect other people's feelings or boundaries and acting like people owe you anything just because you like them. himmel was happy to have a friendship with frieren within her own conditions just because he genuinely enjoyed her as part of his life. he was happy to wait for her for his entire life is he had to but he also never stopped living for himself. that's fucking beautiful. loving someone so much you are able to let them go, not wanting to change who they are or impose anything on them? unconditionally, nonetheless? that's the point of life.

[starsintheskies]

Brooklynn: We don’t have time for this. Ben, keep him away from us.

Kenji, holding his butter knife: Very well, Ben. Let us battle!

Ben starts lightly punching him because he doesn’t want to actually hurt him.

Kenji: Ow, Ben… Ben, knock it off…

[i-wiggle-i-squirm-bc-i-am-a-worm]

Ah yes, two of my favourite characters: sugar-crazed impulsive detective, and her assistant, revenge-seeking anxious botanist