#Theyre so precious to me

[f1-disaster-bi]

Jackie with his favourite grandson ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

Yes 🥺🥺

We absolutely love to see Jackie with his favourite, and Lando looked so happy talking to him too 🥺🥺

The lovely @f1-birb shared a clip of it here ❤️

[deiranoid]

I recently got into the Wreck it Ralph/WIR fandom and oh my word I just feel the urge to show some pics of Turbo Aus that Turbotastique (Deviantartist) made years ago… I re-read her comics over and over and I always get so happy to see them

[daylightglitch]

oh they're so 🥹

[monoscale9]

what did dream see in his petrified state?

(any inconsistencies you see are probably intentional, idk im tired)

[eobsinj]

fun ghoul × party poison (twt | ig)

[hrspcter]

When I look at him:

And he looks at me:

[menuliso]

they’re so married guys i dont think you understand.

[papayacinnabun]

cutie boys

[nnobara]

[carcin0gen3ticist]

sighs and leaves my arasol animation here for valentines day

[svrghq]

THEYRE SO ADORABLEEEE

[narcissusinvain]

does anyone else see the resemblance ????

[1eyeonyou]

MYSTERY TWINS!!! MY LOVES!!! i will be drawing more of these sillies

[moonknightstarrs]

Still crying over:

Peeta: “I don’t know what’s real and what’s not.”

Finnick: “Then ask… That’s what Annie does”

[im-a-mess-of-a-person]

secret

daily prompt 1/27!!

wolfstar being cute (i’m branching out from jegulus go me!!)

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the morning after a full moon, remus is hardly ever feeling well enough to go to breakfast. after all, he’s just spent the whole night awake, not to mention tearing himself apart and re-shaping his bones.

so, it’s no surprise to sirius when remus is absent from the gryffindor table this morning. even though his transformations have become slightly less awful with his friends there, they’re still terribly painful.

sirius is becoming concerned, however, when remus still hasn’t shown up by third period. so, he does what any good friend would do. he gives professor binns some excuse about a bad headache and makes his way to the hospital wing to check up on remus.

when he enters, only one of the beds in the wing is occupied. the curtains are drawn closed, and the whole room is unsettlingly quiet. madam pomfrey is nowhere to be seen, so sirius carefully makes his way over to the bed.

on the nightstand sits a worn copy of crime and punishment. definitely remus, then.

“moony? hey…um…it’s sirius. i was just…well, you weren’t in class, and i wanted to make sure everything was alright.” sirius speaks in a low voice, not wanting to wake remus if he’s asleep. remus doesn’t reply, so sirius guesses he must be.

he turns to leave, deciding he’ll come back after lunch, when he hears remus stir.

“hey,” he says softly, turning to see remus open the curtains.

“hi,” remus rasps, eyes downcast.

something feels off, sirius thinks, but he can’t quite place it.

“are you—well, i guess you’re not okay, but—well, how are you doing?” sirius asks, walking to stand right beside the bed.

“i—sirius, you should get back to class. i’ll be fine,” remus says, still not meeting sirius’ eyes.

sirius narrows his eyes. “what’s wrong, remus? why won’t you look at me?” he demands.

“how can you stand to look at me?” remus shoots back, tone full of bitterness and self-loathing. “i remember, you know. i killed a deer, sirius. i fucking ate it! i’m a monster, sirius. how can you stand to look at me?” he sounds so disgusted, so tortured, that it shocks sirius.

“no, remus. no, that’s not—hey, look at me. look at me, remus.” sirius places a hand on remus’ shoulder as moves to sit on the bed. remus’ eyes finally meets his, glassy with tears.

“don’t talk like that, please remus. you’re not a monster, i promise you’re not. i promise remus, you’re not even close to being a monster,” sirius rambles uncertainly. he’s never been good at this whole comforting thing, but he’s trying.

he decides to stop talking, and opts instead to pull remus into a hug. they’re sitting kind of awkwardly, so it’s honestly not that comfortable, but remus clings to him anyway and buries his face in sirius’ shoulder.

sirius can feel remus shaking as he sobs into him, and fuck, he really doesn’t know how to fix this. james is the comforting one, not sirius. but he’s the one who’s here, and he’s the one remus is clinging to, so that’s something.

“shhh, shhh. it’s okay, i’ve got you. you’re okay, remus, i’m here. i’m here,” sirius murmurs in what he hopes is a soothing tone as he rubs gentle circles on remus’ back.

after a few minutes of remus crying and sirius doing his best to comfort him, remus lifts his head from sirius’ shoulder.

“sorry,” he mumbles, voice cracking. “i didn’t mean to break down like that.”

“shh, don’t apologize. you’re allowed to feel, you know,” sirius says, still tracing shapes on his back.

“thank you. for—for everything, sirius. thank you,” remus whispers, still leaning against sirius.

“always, remus. always,” he replies, and he means it. “do you want to know a secret?” sirius asks, a small smile on his lips.

“hmmm?” remus questions.

“you were beautiful, last night,” sirius tells him.

remus cranes his neck, searching sirius’ face and finding nothing but sincerity. “yeah?” he finally says.

“yeah,” sirius confirms. and then, so quietly remus might have imagined it, he says, “you’re always beautiful.”

[dumbazzsz]

I've seen no one talk about this and I just need to

God, the favouritism. No hesitation, Warren is definately the strongest and definately gonna beat Gun and I'm definately not saying this because I trained him and he's like a son to me no definatley not. He definately has a better chance than Johan and everyone else, yes sir.