#never getting over them

[bellamuertes]

🍑 💍 ⚡️ LISA FRANKENSTEIN (2024) dir. Zelda Williams

[batcatsle]

the story of humanoid typhoon and the punisher

here we are on this platform too, heh

[ideologyofone]

Me, every day for the last week

[peachymaryobrien]

[allthefakepeople]

i cannot get over how in this shot before their last kiss they're expressions are both very much "is this real? do i really get to have this? do i get to hold on instead of let go?" followed by the realization that "yes i do get to have this. this is where i'm meant to be"

[starrrbakerrr]

I wanna finish what we started in the stairwell where we met I wanna live like I have never even heard the word regret I wanna scream what's in my heart and I won't ever take it back Cause I love you feels a lot like high school and forever after that - Love You Forever

[bragginball-z]

And it ends exactly where it began, Cas’s hand print adorning Dean’s shoulder in a constant reminder of the lasting mark he left on Dean.

[nyxi-pixie]

SICK AND FUCKING TWISTED.

[iantothinker]

ninerose <3

[undead-zomboy]

petekey tears in my petekey eyes

[ashyblondwaves]

Don't mind me, I'm just watching Alex's hips and hands on repeat here. Get that friction and that handful of ass, yasss.

[scrollonso]

[nyctophilic-roses]

Just wanted to see how my sheith edit would do on here. ❤️🖤🥰

[ideologyofone]

Okay but first Dynasties and Dystopia and now Ma Meilleure Ennemie why does timebomb have quite literally the best soundtrack

[respectthepetty]

This is random I follow you for the BL content but I just saw your Magicians posts and SAME like no show ever betrayed me like this show did, to the point I gave up on it completely and never went back. Thinking of queliot still fills me with both joy and rage to this day lmao. What a nonsense waste.

@inrainbowz, I'm a sucker for a monster taking over a character and a person he loves having to find a glimpse of him within that monster.

Like the Nogitsune plot in Teen Wolf when STILES STABBED SCOTT, yet Scott still knew his friend was somewhere in there and didn't want to hurt Stiles even though he could have killed him.

Because Stiles had saved Scott before when Scott was going to kill himself but Stiles brought his friend back by reminding him of all the good memories between them (SEASON 3 SUPREMACY!).

So of course I was going to love when everyone believed Eliot was gone, only for Quentin to know his friend was still alive in his body hiding from the Monster.

And right when he was ready to kill the Monster believing even if Eliot was still in there, he was suffering, Eliot came through BECAUSE OF HIS LOVE FOR QUENTIN!

WHO GETS PROOF OF CONCEPT LIKE THAT?!

So no matter how many times these shows do me dirty, I will always be a sucker over seeing the person you love turn into a monster, but loving him anyways. Seeing the body of the one person who your soul calls to become the villain, yet still believing that somewhere in there is good. That somewhere in there is the person who would fight to save you if the roles were reversed. And the love between you two being the thing to save you both.

*sobbing* peaches and plums, motherfucker

[yujeong]

kpanniversary2024, prompt 8: Haunting

Pete wakes up by Vegas' choked cries echoing in his ears. He's trembling below the white sheets, clutching onto Pete's T-shirt with both hands like a lifeline. Another nightmare. Pete sighs and shakes his shoulder softly to snap him out of it. Vegas gasps and opens his eyes, his gaze full of fear and contempt. It doesn't go away when Vegas realizes he's looking at Pete and not at the hungry ghost that's been haunting his dreams since the coup. The dream must have involved Pete somehow. He tries not to think about how hurt he feels. "Vegas," he whispers; any words uttered at a higher volume would make Vegas flinch. Pete doesn't want that. "It's ok. He's not here." He moves his hand closer to Vegas' face with the intention to wipe the stray tear trickling down his hollow cheek, but Vegas slaps it away. Pete's breath hitches. "Fuck you." It's fine. Vegas is just shaken from the dream. He didn't get punished. He's not holding anything in his hands to drop. There's nothing to ruin. Pete barely notices how tense his own body is. He does when Vegas burrows his head at the crook of his neck and sobs. Pete slowly relaxes as he caresses Vegas' back, mimicking the way his grandma used to do it years ago. "I hate this," he hears Vegas murmur after he manages to calm down. His hot breath makes Pete shiver and smile all at once. "How did you make it stop?" he asks, and it sounds like a genuine question. There's a mistake Vegas always makes when it comes to Pete. He thinks Pete looks down on him for being stuck in the past, stuck in his desperation to get approval from someone who never gave it to him, someone who never will. But there's a reason Pete doesn't box anymore. There are cracks in the mirror, but the reflection remains the same. Pete can't bare to look.