#mfeo

[waltricia]

These dorks. 💚

[dramatictrajectory]

Pouty couple ><

[starry-nights-17]

[ghostradiodylan]

The Quarry Gifs: Comforting Lies to Tell Your Boyfriend Edition

[imrandymeeks]

Supernatural: Sam & Lucifer's Christmas

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[voloslobotomyservice]

look at how they’re gazing into each other's eyes. disgusting.

[noneedtoamputate]

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Just found out that Shayne Taylor and Lucy Jean have the same birthday!

[freakera]

I go through 6 dildos a day giving strap to a robot, his pussy is all cogs and gears

[gabby-i-guess]

MFEO.

Made for each other.

It was one of the songs I thought of as us, me and the boy with the doc martens and the sad backstory. I didn't know yet, how bad he was going to hurt me. How we'd tear each other apart.

But then, maybe I did know. Maybe some part of me could feel it coming even then, all the pain and misery and heartbreak.

Because it never was a love song.

MFEO by Jack's Mannequin

Oh, maybe we were made for each other. Is it possible for the world to look this way forever?

The chorus's sentimental words, the melody's relentlessly cheerful tone - it almost sells it. Almost convinces you that the verses are about being young and free and full of love and life.

Almost.

I'm always in the haze of a car crash, the orange air bag dust covers everything... everything...

That line... it's not right. Aren't we happy? Aren't we young and free, getting high with our friends without a care in the world? Don't we wish this could last forever?

The vocals rise desperately, then fracture under their own weight and fall back. But the melody, manic and unforgiving, drags the song on into the chorus again.

Oh, maybe we were made for each other. Is it possible for the world to look this way forever?

But this time, the vocals' exhaustion wins out, pulling the melody down with it. The song slows. The music fades.

And then, just as it seems like it's going to come to an end, a new piano riff comes in, soft and tentative and delicate. Then the bass. Then the drums and the guitar and the vocals, humming out the new chorus.

You can breathe. You can breathe now. You can breathe, but the air is running out.

And the verses now turn to desperation, to temptation, to "just one last time".

You cannot forget. Skin new. Hands true. My hands all over you. So what's another night? The seat's rolled back, they can't see through.

The song finally comes to an end with the drums taking centre stage, beating out a relentless, insistent rhythm as both choruses echo weakly over each other.

Maybe, maybe we were made for each other. You can breathe but the air is running out. And maybe, maybe, the world can look like this forever.

It brings the song full circle. Maybe we are made for each other. Maybe we're made to self-destruct, together. Maybe we're made to suffocate each other. And maybe it's worth it, to keep the last echoes of that manic high we had before.

MFEO.

Made for each other.

[isobelardent]

It’s all about the mutual trust and affection between these two.

Something that’ll always be so special to me is how easy it is for Buck and Eddie to love each other.

They fight for each other, they support each other and they confess their feelings and thoughts to each other, sometimes without even thinking about it. They’re each other’s safe space. Buck knows that Eddie doesn’t like to talk about things but Eddie does it for Buck, he talks because he knows that Buck will never judge him for anything that he might feel.

They had beef for 1 (one) whole episode and then they decided to never let go of each other again. Even if they don’t become canon, their love will always be something so sweet and important and heartfelt to be shown between two male best friends on mainstream tv.

I love it

[dramatictrajectory]

Nozue and Togawa in the kitchen.

Still on lovely fluffy BL dramas trajectory, and can't be sweeter than seduction via desserts, mmmmm. Absolutely love their dynamics!

[starry-nights-17]

[bottomoftheninthcantfindmysocks]

You can b r e a t h e

You can breathe now

You can breathe, but the air is running out

[madneyobsessed]

This is unbelievably beautiful 💕

'Until I Found You' by Stephen Sanchez

[keen-eye]

michael never appeared to dean in bed as a previous lover or flirted with him via a shattered mirror because that’s just a cunty younger sibling thing