#dramatic declarations of love

[flwrkid14]

Love Like a Gothic Novel

Tim doesn’t think of himself as particularly romantic.

Sure, he loves Danny—loves him with the kind of devotion that could make or break empires, loves him with a ferocity that could shake the stars from the sky. But romance? That’s always been something more suited to poetry, to grand gestures in old films, to couples who carve their initials into tree trunks and murmur sonnets beneath the moon.

Romance isn’t for people like him. It's for people like Danny.

Danny, who looks at Tim like he’s the first and only wonder of the universe. Danny, who says beloved with a reverence that makes Tim feel like something sacred, like a prayer answered in full. Danny, who looks at him like he hung the stars in the sky and named each one after the sound of his heartbeat.

Tim never stood a chance.

(Neither did anyone else who has to witness it.)

The first time it happens, they’re fighting a group of goons in an alley, and Tim hears the telltale sound of a gun being cocked behind him. Before he can turn, Danny appears—cloak billowing, eyes glowing like the ghosts in old fairytales.

“How dare you,” Danny says, voice rich and dripping with venom. “You would dare raise a weapon against my heart? Against my soul? Against the very breath that fills my lungs?!”

The gun is on the ground before the goon even realizes he’s dropped it.

Tim barely has time to blink before Danny grabs his wrist, pulling him close like they’re about to waltz. The fight is still going on around them, but Danny lifts Tim’s gloved hand to his lips and kisses his knuckles like they’re in the middle of a ballroom instead of a crime scene.

“You are safe, my love,” Danny murmurs. “Always.”

Tim is mortified.

The rest of the family is delighted.

After that, things spiral.

Danny starts leaving handwritten notes in his cape like love letters sent from the battlefield—ink-stained scraps of paper folded carefully and tucked between his gauntlets, slipped into his utility belt. Sometimes, they’re poetry, verses that read like something stolen from the pages of a forgotten novel. Other times, they’re dramatic declarations of vengeance.

(“My dearest Polaris, I have heard troubling news that someone—someone—has made you sad. Rest assured, I will handle this. I will destroy them. I will salt the earth in your name.”)

Tim never figures out how Danny gets the notes in his suit.

And it’s not like Tim doesn’t return the feelings. His love isn’t something grand or sweeping—it’s in the way he fixes Danny’s gloves when they start to fray, in the way he absentmindedly tangles their fingers together while he’s working. It’s in the late-night coffee runs when Danny’s had a bad day, in the way he memorizes Danny’s favorite food spots just to surprise him later. It's in the way he looks at him like he’s something divine.

Danny notices.

Danny always notices.

And if the family wasn’t already insufferable about it before, they’re unbearable now.

Dick sighs dramatically whenever Danny dips Tim during fights just to kiss him. Cass watches with open delight whenever Danny calls Tim darling in that rich, old-fashioned tone. Jason still won’t stop muttering about how is this our reality? Where does Timbo even find these people?

The only one truly suffering is Damian, who looks like he’s considering self-exile whenever Danny sighs, “Mon amour,” and Tim just… accepts it like it’s normal.

(It is normal. Danny has been like this from day one. Tim is just used to it.)

And when Tim presses a kiss to Danny’s temple after a long night, when he rests a hand over Danny’s heart like he’s grounding himself there, Danny’s expression softens into something unbearably fond.

“My heart,” Danny murmurs. “My shadow, my light, my love—”

“Go to sleep, Danny.”

“…Yes, Polaris.”

(They are ridiculous. It is perfect)

[bakudekublogblog]

katsuki has to be quiet and stay calm to keep control of his heart problems.... control your heart.... CONTROL YOUR HEART PART TWO??? hori you're so brilliant

[katabay]

trains :)

this is a very rough and scribbly comic, but sometimes that's all a comic is going to end up being lmao. the guy with the jacket is darren, glasses is andy. not featured, andy's dead brother who nevertheless insists on haunting the subtext

the main thing I wanted to draw was the train tho

bsky ⭐ pixiv ⭐ pillowfort ⭐ cohost ⭐ cara.app

[qpjianghu]

Fang Kaiyi watching Shen Yi and Du Cheng get messily divorced

[nolongerapileofashprobably]

While I am definitely a supporter of “they shared the bed” in the Hateno house

I just know for a fact it didn’t happen instantly… instead Link would take power naps whenever Zelda worked with the kids or in her study. He can go a long time without sleeping and is more than willing to sacrifice the bed so Zelda can actually get rest. She protests at first but admittedly does understand she just fought Ganon back for a century. She needs actual sleep.

Instead, it gradually became evident that the longer Zelda was back, the more and more the trauma from the Great Calamity and the fight with Ganon presented itself. It was a slow overtake of her mind, the exhaustion and shock from it all numbing her until she began to accept the reality that she was safe. Link was safe. Hyrule was saved.

And with her guard lowered, the fear, sadness, and anger came back in the forms of internal warfare. Her rest was disturbed by nightmares, her magic completely sapped from her being. She had nothing to defend herself from it.

Well… not nothing. She had Link.

And in these weeks of getting to know each other again, of finding the Link post-Shrine of Resurrection much more open with his emotions, she knows her faith in him has never faltered. And that is how she knows she is still safe.

And it takes time to come to that level of comfort and genuine vulnerability, more because of their own individual traumas than their relationship. And that’s when they realize everything is a little bit easier when they’re in each other’s arms. The nightmares become blissful sleep, fragments of dreams comforting them, but not as much as the serenity being so close with the other brings.

It was a tentative, shy question at first. “Will you come to bed with me?” “I just can’t seem to sleep very well and I know if I’m with you, I’m safe.”

And the answer was always going to be yes. It didn’t make sense not to. Link would do anything and everything to keep Zelda safe and happy, so peaceful sleep was definitely included.

And that’s how they found themselves healing together. And it was ridiculously easy to share a bed and just sleep. To rest. To know they were doing good work all over Hyrule and still finding the time to make a home for themselves. To be that home for each other. That peace.

[offorestsongs]

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not joke when i saw this i dropped EVERYTHING to fill it out because it's just so cute?? so enjoy another ship meme for my boys and also ignore the fact that apparently some of the text got missaligned and i didn't notice it until now but i didnt save the file with layers so there's nothing i can do

taglist (ask to be added <3): @thehollowwriter @tixdixl @scint1llat3

[omnibused]

[Sebastian] can't be the only one who loves so hard.

[howifeltabouthim]

'I used to watch from the window as you left . . . and I'd think, One of the times she leaves will be the last time I see her. It destroyed me. I didn't want us to have a last time, and that was how I realized I'd fallen in love with you.'

Curtis Sittenfeld, from Eligible

[dark-elf-writes]

I have a thought: Everyone thinks the Copy Ninja is Shkiamaru, a super genius teenager who is a grad student despite being Naruto’s age.

However Naruto KNOWS that Shikamaru is actually computer illiterate. He can fake it well enough but he can't hack, bitches about having to send things online and prefers to hand write stuff.

Shikamaru is also aware that Kakashi is the copy ninja but given if he pretends not to believe it Naruto pays attention to him…

Chouji: you're so gay.

Shikamaru: Im aware. Quick, help me pretend to hack

Chouji: Okay the computer has to be on first

Shikamaru gets crippling headaches if he looks at a computer screen for more than five minutes at a time, has entire notebooks full of what historians will one day study as someone’s dissent into madness (his chem notes) and when he actually turns in hand written essays they’re all in the most elegant cursive that could probably qualify as artwork.

How anyone thinks he’s the Copy Ninja both he and Naruto have no idea.

That being said if he pretends not to see the almost feral delight in Kakashi’s eyes when someone claims Shikamaru is a master hacker right in front of Naruto then Naruto will practically hang off of his arm demanding he tell him he’s not and Shikamaru is both a lazy and an incredibly practical man. The added benefit of his silent alliance with Kakashi is, of course, that he doesn’t have to worry about Naruto’s frankly terrifyingly jacked older brother kicking his ass while wearing crocs with dog charms in them for his very clear crush on Naruto.

It’s a mutually beneficial arrangement tbh.

[hawkzeyes]

“DO YOU HEAR ME WORLD?” Scott 💀

Giant Size X-men (1975)

[bug-bytes]

being the only person in my friend group who wants a wedding and also the only aroace person is really funny actually

[hibernating-stag]

Underrated reason I adore Venom so much is that he's Unintentionally the funniest guy in this franchise to me

[impossible-rat-babies]

eshka like the kombucha girl when the idea of getting married comes up

[dreamieparadise]

I should draw this but I keep thinking about how Momina is the type to put Pringles in her mouth to look like she has duck lips or put an apple/orange slice in her mouth and grin...

Also, the idea of Momina proposing to Miruku with a ring pop in the middle of class.

[somewherefornow]

KATAR HOL/HAWKMAN & SHAYERA THAL/HAWKWOMAN in THE SHADOW WAR OF HAWKMAN

[rraaaarrl]

IF DOOM REVEALS HIS FACE ABD IT DOESN'T 100 PERCENT DEVESTATE YOU WITH HIS SCARRED BUT STILL LOVELY FACE YOU ARE DOING IT WRONG

that ain't RDJ I'll tell you what, the King of Comics knew what was up