#let them be happy!

[clockwork-era]

See you soon!

[mr---moth]

If Nandor and Gizmo don't finally kiss this season I'm gonna eat a brick!

[mirersc]

Me when studying– those two are taking over my brain all the time– I love the hedgies!

Also I can't draw hands, lol! Help!

[gaytommykinard]

ngl this is the first fandom ive been in where i wholeheartedly ship and write fic for a canon couple so this is also the first fandom ive been in where i talk about a ship being endgame meaning "these two characters are a perfect match. they complement each other and contradict each other in ways that will help them grow together as the relationship progresses. the way they've come to find each other is poetic no matter how you look at it. this is a beautiful love story. there's so much potential here. please god i hope the writers don't fuck it up. i hope they continue with them in this way they've set it up. because they should be each others happily ever after because it's what they both deserve" idk what y'all are doing though

[trashthatsred]

I present to you, Itoshi brothers being siblings (except I wrote this having no clue what Im writing)

Sae: please.

Rin: No.

Sae: why not?!

Rin: Because you did this to yourself

Sae: Rin plea-

Rin: I will not be begging that roach on your behalf to stop bothering you. Deal with the consequences of your actions.

Sae: 😒

Rin: 😑

Sae: I’ll buy you-

Rin: No.

Sae: … You leave me no choice.

and with that Sae tackles Rin to the ground which leads to the two of them rough housing. In the end Sae somehow manages to gain the upper hand of the fight.

Rin: Get off me!

Sae: Not until you make Ryuusei stop bothering me.

Rin: WHY CAN’T YOU DO IT YOURSELF?!

Sae: Because… You have to do it.

Rin: Whhhyyy?!

Sae: Cause I said so, and I’m your older brother.

Rin: Well your short so your authority over me is nothing but lies!

Sae: … *smack* Don’t you dare call me short

Rin: OW!

Sae: Oh come on it wasn’t THAT bad

Rin: ….

Sae: …

Rin: MOM! SAE HIT ME-

Sae: Shi-

[stardustamaryllis78]

Words cannot describe how much I love Aaravos and Leola 😭💖💖

[somethingserious]

Ted lasso fans on Reddit pushing for Jamie to date Roy’s sister so Jamie and Roy can be closer are cowards! Let the boys kiss!

[koraesdoodles]

The happiest I've ever seen these nerds look 😍

[lordgrimwing]

Friends and Family #03

“This is nice,” Maglor said, stretched out on a beach towel, as his dripping brother settled next to him, wet from running in the gentle waves with his adopted sons. He closed the novel he'd picked up at a second-hand store the day before.

Maedhros grunted, his mouth occupied by several bobby pins as he fixed his hair, recoiling the soaking braid atop his head. The whole point of pinning his hair up so tightly was to keep it out of the salt water, but he hadn’t expected Elros and Elrond to grab his hands and drag him down into a particularly large wave. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen them this happy,” Maglor continued, nodding to the boys splashing and paddling in the waves, their nearly shoulder-length hair hanging in loose, soaked clumps.

“They love it,” Maedhros said with a soft smile. He’d come up from that wave spitting sand and might have been irritated except he ended up with two armfuls of very excited peredhil. By the time he left the surf, he’d become much better at diving through waves. 

They sat in silence for a minute, taking in the scene: seagulls cried overhead, keeping a sharp eye out for abandoned snacks; the twins played along the shore, a younger elf child coming over to join them; other families staked out their claim across the sand, leaving towels and umbrellas to mark their favored spots. The beach was both busy and soothing.

“We should do this more.” Maedhros decided, rinsing his mouth out with water from a bottle and then taking several drinks.

Maglor raised his eyebrows. Fëanor nearly had a fit when they announced that they’d be taking a few days off work during the week so they could do something with the boys during their school holiday. “Who’s going to tell father?” 

His brother rolled his eyes in a way that would have had Fëanor pinching his ear if he were an elfling again. “He can take his doctor's advice and take up birdwatching,” He said dismissively.

As the eldest sons, they were privy to more details of their father's health than he appreciated.

Maglor snorted at the suggestion. 

More seriously, Maedhros said, “Maybe just an occasional weekend, then.”

They watched the boys and their new friend join a group of older dwarves building an impressive sandcastle. Maglor smiled. “We really should.”

The sun arched across the clear blue sky. Maglor called Elros and Elrond back for lunch. They ate cold tuna salad sandwiches from the cooler on a blanket Maedhros spread on the sand so they could all sit together. Elros showed the adults the blue shell Elrond found in the tide, proudly telling them about the cool shells they found over the years on the coast further south. The younger twin hesitantly asked if he could make necklaces for them all from pieces of the shell when they went back to the city. 

After lunch, the twins wanted to go back into the ocean.

“Not right after eating,” Maglor shook his head. “Wait thirty minutes.”

Elros looked like he might want to argue, but his brother grabbed his hand and demanded that he bury him under the sand so he could pretend to be a baby sea turtle.

Maedhros took off his shirt, arching his back and enjoying the warm sun on it. Their father really might have an aneurysm if he found out exactly how publicly immodest his sons got when he wasn’t there to frown at them for rolling up their pant legs. He repacked the cooler and sprawled out on the towel, stretching his long arms and legs and bumping into the other occupant. He grinned at his brother. “Join us this time,” He invited. 

Maglor picked up his book and fingered the pages. “I'll get sand in my hair,” He said. He's done his hair up in a dark half bun, leaving a loose tail down his back.

“I'll braid it for you.” He said. “The rest of us need to wash tonight already.”

“Promise not to push me under?” 

“I would never,” Maedhros laughed, recalling when, decades ago, they were teaching their younger brothers how to sail on a windy lake. Caranthir insisted that the flimsy life jackets couldn't possibly keep them safe in the waves, refusing to set foot on the light boat. When it became clear that he wouldn't trust the words of his brothers, Maedhros shoved Maglor off the edge, leaving him to flounder in the water until their three younger brothers boarded.

Maglor shuffled around so he faced away from Maedhros. “Go ahead and braid.”

The tall redhead sat up. He quickly undid the bun and set about dividing the other’s hair into four parts at the crown of his head.

They sat quietly while he worked, Maglor watching the other families.

A human woman with frizzled brown hair caught a child who looked about seven years old by the elbow. She wore a striped green and gray swimsuit with a white over-shirt and large sunglasses.  

“Oh no you don’t, Elianor,” She admonished, pulling the girl back to the family’s towels and bins of beach toys. “You’re going to be red as a beat and peeling in the car tomorrow if you don’t put more sunscreen on.” 

“Mom,” The girl complained as white ointment was slathered across her bare back and under the edges of her swimsuit. 

“Do your face and ears,” The woman directed, squeezing more of the sunscreen out of a yellow bottle for her daughter before bending down to coat her legs.

Once everything was worked in and the white layer was exchanged for a slightly oily sheen, the child was released into the water. Once all the children were appropriately protected and freed, the woman popped open a beach chair and settled under an umbrella. 

She looked over at Maglor as Maedhros began pinning the braid up like his own. “Some children never learn,” She said by way of explanation.

He said something in noncommittal agreement, a nagging thought starting to form in the back of his mind.

Her eyes flicked around their towels, blanket, and cooler. “Just the two of you then?” She asked. 

“No,” Maglor said quickly. “The twins in red burying each other in the sand are ours.”

She looked out to where he pointed. “Cute,” She said in the way he was discovering many parents did when talking about other people’s kids. She leaned back in her chair and probably closed her eyes, though he couldn’t tell past the glasses.

Maedhros patted his head like he did when they were kids. “There you go, ready for the water.”

Maglor scooted around to face him again. “Don’t get my hair wet.”

Hands raised in surrender were his only response.

He looked down at his wristwatch. Twenty minutes still to go. That nagging feeling kept eating at him. He picked up the book again, opening to where he left off. He tried to read, but he couldn’t get back into the story.

All at once, he dropped the book and turned to Maedhros.

“We didn’t put sunscreen on them!”

“What?” The other asked, blinking as he came back from wherever the warmth sent him drifting off to.

“Elros and Elrond,” He said, looking over to where the boys were just a couple heads sticking out of the sand, several other kids having joined in on burying them. “They’re part human. They could get sunburns!” 

He couldn’t believe he’d forgotten about it. He hadn’t packed sunscreen, he didn’t even think Maedhros or he had any at their homes. Such a simple, everyday thing for humans, and they’d completely forgotten about it. He dreaded to think about how painful the children’s skin would be tomorrow.

Maedhros frowned. “They’re part elf, too,” He reasoned. “Why should they get burned?”

“They might,” Maglor repeated with worry. “I should go buy some. Or maybe we should all leave so it doesn’t get any worse.”

Maedhros sighed. “It’ll be a thirty-minute drive each way. The damage is already done if it’s going to happen, so let’s not ruin the rest of the day. Besides,” He added. “They’ve clearly spent a lot of time in the water. I think they’d know if they need to worry about it.”

Personally, Maglor never thought it was too late to start mitigating damage, but his brother had made up his mind. He’d just have to deal with whatever came of it.

[vaxyl]

Hear me out, but...

What if Syldor was already courting Devanna when he took the twins in and she saw how he treated them?

Then she decides "Fuck that!" and takes the twins back to Byroden and she meets Elaina, instantly falling for this cute little Human seamstress and how she brightens up when the twins rush to her and hug her.

Just... Elaina and Devanna get together, marry, open a tailor shop together and raise the twins together...

Maybe they have another daughter together too because Elven biology is weird and wonderful? and what if maybe this daughter is Velora??? and the twins get to grow up with their baby sister this time???

[justanotherfanfolks]

I see you Raine, I see you!

[ohappiestdagger]

just now posted the prologue of my chilton/will fic so pls give it a read if you feel so inclined :). this is my first time writing a fic in a long time, and an even longer time since i’ve written anything hannibal related so pls give me grace🙏

[watmalik]

Boys are so silly 😌

[featherfangart]

'Not now, not in front of--'

[nyanrial]

making little snowmen ⛄⛄

[hinamie]

in spite of everything, I had fun <3