#im crying in the club rn

[brotherwtf]

need John to pull Gale into their dining room after he's been sad or in a bad mood; forcing him to dance to Chiquitita by ABBA and singing along obnoxiously, making sure that Buck hears every word and knows the John means it

[puckishpal]

*RIPS OFF MY HUNTER NOCEDA T-SHIRT TO REVEAL THE HUNTER DEAMONNE T-SHIRT THAT WAS UNDERNEATH THIS ENTIRE TIME*

THANK YOU DANA AND CREW FOR MAKING DADIUS CANON

[dread-pirate-mumbles]

guess who gets to have a colonoscopy at the ripe old age of *checks notes* 32

[randmsapphic]

supposed "doomed yuri" fans when,

walks in

[jasminenery]

Another break up round 😔

[thebomb-thebird-andtheburntbitch]

the way xiao softly says 'traveler'

[dreamlandgirlie]

WAS NO ONE GONNA TELL ME THAT OSCAR GONZALEZ WAS OPTIONED TO AAA COLUMBUS????

[queerbrainrot]

Hey OP, lovingly, what the fuck

Thinking about Armand’s expression when he realizes Louis has been longing for Lestat during their entire relationship

Armand’s anger slips and you can see his heartbreak for a second… Assad Zaman you’re sick for this

[legacey]

"i don't wanna fight." dominic & alessandra

i don't wanna fight. they'd been doing a lot of that lately. before the divorce, not so much after. her finger still felt bare from the lack of her heavy ring. but it didn't feel freer. not even tonight as she's here, on a date with someone else. dom knew she was seeking out other men, he knew that she'd be here tonight, and yet.. there he was. looking so crisp in his white dress shirt and beige pants. business casual, maybe. he didn't look like he came straight from work. he wasn't working. it was only seven pm on a friday night, and dominic davenport wasn't working. he was standing in a no name restaurant, alone. looking at her with eyes that told her more than a thousand roses ever could, and she hated how her body betrays her in the moment. her heart racing so fast.

she pulled him aside, away from her date when he walked up to them. it was rude, but either thing would've been awkward. "if you don't want to fight, why are you here? you knew i was going on a date." tilting her head, brown curls falling to the side, green eyes watch him, and not only with sadness for once. maybe there's a sprinkle of hope in there. but she needed more from him. more than just jealousy of her date. he needed to show her that she was his priority, but if that was what she needed... then she needed to offer him the chances right?

hand reaches out, fingers brush over his left ring finger, and surely, she finds his wedding ring there, licking her lip before biting down on the lower one. "oh dom," she whispers, breathes out with so much longing in her voice that her chest almost heaves with how big of a sigh her heart lets out.

[maxfieldparrishes]

One of the things that the creators of Arcane do so insanely well is their attention to small details. It's incredible.

Take the scene where Vi catches Caitlyn as she collapses and cries - this was stunning to me, because look:

(Credit for the gif is this post by @kensatou)

Even though Vi has been so extraordinarily tender with Caitlyn throughout their shared nightmare, she's still a product of what's happened to her. As Caitlyn falls towards her, Vi catches her, because of course she does, but look at her hands. An Enforcer moves at her and her heart says catch her but her gut says fists up. It doesn't matter that it's Caitlyn. It's instinctive. It's ingrained. She continues to do it in other scenes during vulnerable moments.

She is so, so gentle with Caitlyn and she is trying so, so hard but she cannot undo the habits and behaviors that a lifetime of trauma and uncertainty and violence have forced her to develop, not by her own choice or from sheer love for someone else. She's tried that before, it didn't work, and she knows it.

[fuckyeah-dragrace]

no im not crying over a toddler taking my water bottle and chucking it into the walls and breaking it 😭

[pigeondrone]

MY KITTEN IS!!! LAYING ON MY LEG!!!

[cthulhuswaifu]

scene from @daddywright's absolutely fantastic fic it never rains (but it pours) that absolutely ruined my day (highly affectionate)

i am aware athena is off model but whomst gives a shit man

also this is just the sketch, i'm getting back into art slowly but surely and would love to make a complete piece out of this

[soapsdish]

I can't stop imagining soap asks ghost out, like officially. And ghost declines, saying he's not good for soap. And soap is sad, but he accepts it, not wanting to overstep. Their relationship stays the same, soap never looks for anyone else. Every few months he asks again and every few months ghost declines the offer again. But even though ghost turns him down, he looks at soap with the saddest eyes ever. They're a sad kind of happy, because he gets to keep soap happy but he has to let him go to do that.

Their relationship progresses over the years, ghost even starts to leave the mask off around soap, but they never become official. Soap still asks, ghost still rejects. It's worse without the mask, soap thinks. Because now he can see the sad smile paired with those eyes, every damn time ghost looks at him.

Ghost, by some luck of the gods he'd rejected long ago, aged out of the military. Well technically as a legally dead man he was a military asset and therefore couldn't age out, but he'd gotten an especially bad injury on the field and price decided it was his time to leave. He was written off as "damaged" and decommissioned due to the injury. They stay in contact, soap still asks, he still declines. They don't see each other for years, even if they text or call almost daily.

Until soap also ages out, almost 4 years after ghost [I don't actually know their ages or age gap lol]. They finally meet face to face again, when simon agrees to pick him up from the train station. Soap's a bit more rugged and scarred than when he last saw him, but it's him nonetheless. And ghost is maskless, with a nice, healthy layer of fat covering dense muscle, and he's kept his beard and mustache into a neat stubble.

Johnny steps off the train, and when their eyes lock it's like time itself freezes so they reach eachother in an instant. And johnny, just for the hell of it, asks again. He knows simon won't accept, but he has to try anyway.

And simon, for the first time in over a decade, says yes. After years and years of dancing around eachother. Years of sad smiles and even sadder eyes. He says yes.

Johnny freezes for a moment, his bags drops from his hands. Simon laughs at the way he can see Johnny's brain working overtime to compute the single word. And then his face splits into a blinding grin, and suddenly he's laughing and jumping around, and he hefts simon into his arms bridal-style, and he plants a stupid, wet kiss onto his cheek. And simon lets him, and his smile and his eyes, for once, are happy.

And they are happy. And they retire happily. And they go on dates happily. And they live the rest of their live happy.

[seatawinan]