#i love them soso much

[hooned]

hearts from jayke & heehoon 💗

[bong0ringo]

% who knows how long i've loved you ?

(little edit of them because i love them so so so much)

[anitalianfrie]

lestappen hug after charles' first win in monaco

[xxlady-lunaxx]

Imagine Obanai on a bad day when his family was being shitty again and he hides in his room, reaching for his phone and calling Sanemi. The phone rings once before Sanemi picks up and thirty minutes later, Obanai’s climbing out his bedroom window and sneaking to the front. Sanemi driving them both to a gas station, buying them some snacks. Driving with no destination in particular, Obanai in the passenger seat counting streetlights until they blur before his eyes. Pulling up at a park but staying in the car, reclining the seats and talking in mild tones, opening the snacks. Quiet music filling the small space as they talk, skipping through topics, sometimes just sitting in the relative silence, enjoying each other’s presence. Losing track of time and soon enough it’s 3am and Obanai has fallen asleep, curled up in his seat with a half-eaten bag of chips in his lap. Sanemi leaning over and parting the hair on his forehead to kiss him, putting the bag somewhere safer and buckling Obanai in before starting the car again. Driving him to Sanemi’s house instead, carrying him out of the car and into bed. Slipping under the covers next to him and holding him tight. And Obanai, drifting into momentary consciousness, feeling the warmth and affection from Sanemi and thinking how safe he is right now, how loved, how at home Sanemi can make him feel. A small smile tucked under his mask as his breathing levels back into sleep, curling closer into the embrace and falling into a dreamless oblivion.

some saneoba bc its tag is so unfilling that ive seen all the posts in it

[numelfanclub]

beach day!!

[ugartecoco]

when you've fallen in love with your new club

[fairdale]

Herongraystairs afterlife headcanons? 💝

imagine all the time will had to read books. all the time he could have spent looking for new lectures, annotating them for tessa and thinking which ones she would enjoy.

and then, because he had a lot time, and he missed jem like crazy, he thought: why not learn how to play an instrument? he thought about playing the violin, but it hit a little too close to home, so he went for the cello (he wanted something that would go well with jem's violin). and he started learning jem's favorite pieces for his new instrument.

he also had a lot of time to think. because, yes, he could still see his friends here and there, his kids too (god, how much he had cried), but they also have their own lives, so it can be a little lonely at times.

so, all those years, he waits. and longs. and loves. and wishes for the two people he loves the most to be there with him, but also... not yet. it's not time yet. they still should have a lot more time the two of them, together and with mina and kit.

but, ah, he can't help but be selfish and desperately wish that they were there with him. he misses them so much. but he sees them, happy and so, so alive, that he thinks it's enough. if they're happy, he's happy.

(he also felt a little too smug when he told gabriel about mina's name)

(he cried himself to sleep that night)

but then, he doesn't know how much time has passed. he just knows that he has a room full of books and that he can now basically play a cello concert and that he has a list of places he wants to visit.

and it hits him. just how much he loves them. it's a bit silly, really, because he has always known. what he hadn't known, though, was how similar the love he felt was. in some ways, it was different.

their stories hadn't been the same. his heart hadn't beat for jem the way it had had for tessa. and he hadn't had as much time with him either. but now... if he really thought about it, when he had asked jem to be his parabatai, hadn't it been because he needed him close? because he wanted to have that bond with him?

yes, it had had a different start. it had taken time, but he now realised that his heart wouldn't be full without any of them. and he didn't want to make any distinctions. he wanted them both. with him. he was in love with them both.

in love with tessa's wit, in love with jem's gentleness, in love with their resiliance and their bravery.

so, imagine his surprise when he woke up one day to everyone screaming his name.

he got out of bed so quick he barely had time to put on some grey pants and a white shirt before he got out of the house practically sprinting.

and then the air got knocked out of him.

"what the..." he thought. it couldn't be. he was dreaming again.

"will" oh, how much had he missed her voice.

"william" oh, he realised when he touched his cheeks. he was crying. crying at the sight of jem. ironically, he looked healthier than he had ever been with him.

he took in the sight of them. they were standing just a few feet from them and, by the looks of it, they were still just because they saw how much he was struggling.

tessa was wearing a soft pink knitted sweater with white linen pants while jem was wearing a dark blue sweater and grey pants. they looked gorgeous.

and then, tentatively, jem smiled. just a little. just to make sure he was okay.

will looked around. he saw the faces of all their friends there, crying. james and lucie were hugging each other, crying as well, but with bright smiles in their faces. they both nodded.

and will didn't need anything else before he ran towards the two loves of his life.

he was so old, yet in that moment, it felt like no time had passed. like they were still young and careless and inexperienced.

he hugged them tight, breathing in their scents and feeling their warm bodies against his. he felt tessa's hand carding through his hair and jem's travelling down his back.

he kissed them, then.

jem first. because he had wanted to for so long and he had never gotten the chance before. "it's okay", he heard tessa whisper.

and then he turned towards her to kiss her. and it felt like home. like all the pieces of the puzzle were finally were they belonged.

and their friends could joke as much as they wanted to and their kids could pull as many mocking faces as they wanted to, but they could never fool jem and tessa.

they could never pretend that there was anything other than pure happiness when they saw will's smile lighting up his whole face as jem and tessa kissed his cheeks.

[thatshortenby]

zaps them with my transgenderfication beam !!!!

[mewhenimsosilly]

I have come back from the void here's some paintings

[iotaphora]

all the love in my heart belongs to them <3 (them being a fictional character)

[msaw]

YAAAAYAYYYAAAY YAAAY WOOHOOOO YAY YAAAAAY YIPPEEEE

YOU SPEAK MY SAME LANGUAGE💙💜

[crucifixdyke]

it’s wonderful to be in love with ur friends

[spearxwind]

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.... As you know, the top of the top fights happen here. The gladiators that have made it to the top will fight to usurp or maintain these titles. Look at the roster, place your bets, let the most vicious bastard win, and as always, WELCOME TO THE MIRIN DRAGON ARENA."

[xxlady-lunaxx]

🌪️🍡—

sanemi was never one for words. he wasn’t sure how to articulate them, unsure how anyone managed to form anything with them. when he spoke, his voice came out low and threatening, his words stout and uncertain. so instead, he poured his affection through gifts and kisses, showering mitsuri with lips pressed to every part of her face, tying the ends of her braids with ribbons and peppering kisses down her neck. he didn’t mind sitting for hours, listening to mitsuri rant about who knows what as long as she was speaking to him and she was enjoying herself, wiggling on his lap as she animatedly explained her mission. if he was being honest, her words were nothing but incoherent babble, her chattering lost to his ears. all that got to him was her ever changing expressiveness and the flush on her cheeks when he interrupted the story to kiss her, cradling her in his arms. he loved her and he hoped she knew that, even if he never said it.

[numelfanclub]

i strongly dislike these two

[taohs]

we love one (1) respectful boy