#obviously they fall in love

[whathehonestfuk]

Steve and Eddie meeting in a mommy and me class (dealers choice on baby acquisition) and are essentially forced into bonding because they're the only dads there and those other moms are mean

[neege]

Fun cute little au where Remus is assigned physical therapy after some sort of injury that includes taking a walk every day. Maybe he has a mobility aid to help him, or he has to just take it really slow.

Every day, he crosses paths with Sirius, who wakes up every morning to go on a long run, mostly for fitness, but also to clear his head.

At first Remus is just thirsting over the hot man that runs shirtless on his walking route. But then they start saying hello to each other, and interacting more.

And eventually Sirius starts to time his runs so that he can do his cool down with Remus.

[dodgerkedavra]

[New Fic] Perennial Blooms

Pairing: Drarry

Rating: E

Words: 5,000

Summary: The flowers keep coming back.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53978287

“Malfoy? Malfoy, what’s—oh, God, Malfoy—let me—”  Half of Potter appears at Draco’s bedside in a dim pool of light. He can’t move without tearing open the rest of the wounds Potter left and he can’t stop coughing. The thing in his throat moves up and up in terrible increments. Draco leans over the mattress. How will he know if he—he can’t feel his tongue, his vision has got so blurry and he’s got no balance— Another violent cough, and something catches on his teeth. He’s not sure how he manages to feel it but he does. He’s not sure how he manages to spit, but he does. A crumpled yellow petal, glistening with saliva, lands in the curve between his thumb and forefinger. More wounds split with bright shocks of pain. Draco keeps coughing. A second petal comes up, then a third. The rest of Potter slithers into view like a curtain had slid off him. He holds a wavy, indistinct glass of water that bubbles in and out of Draco’s periphery. “—is that?” he’s asking, his voice low but frantic, which makes absolutely no sense. They fought, threw hexes at each other, Potter tried to kill him. “Malfoy, what is that? No, fuck, I’ll get Madam Pomfrey, I’ll—” Draco lurches forwards and grabs Potter by the wrist. It’s meant to stop him from going for help. He wants Potter to hide him. He wants to lie down behind the bower in his mother’s rose garden and close his eyes, that’s all. But there’s no bower. It’s just Potter here to watch him retch up another handful of yellow petals. “Tell me what it is!” Potter demands. His mouth doesn’t work. His face is numb. He can’t speak. Draco is shocked when he hears himself answer. “Oleander.” The word is surprisingly clear, given the state of him. “Means beware.”

Read Perennial Blooms on AO3!

[eddiedeadie]

Excerpt from a Fic I'll probably never write #1

"You got some nerve walking around here looking like that, man."

"I'm sorry what?"

Was Eddie hitting on him?

"You look like you stepped straight out of a fucking GQ spread. It's like you're fuckin' askin' to get robbed."

Oh. Right. Rich kid, southside. Steve understood.

"So? I can just replace whatever they take."

"Oh, yeah?" Eddie's grinning sharply now. Steve shivers down to his bones.

"Yeah."

Eddie's then stepping up into his space, very close, and reaching out to pick up steve's hand. He starts delicately working the fancy gold watch off his wrist.

"Are you….are you fucking robbing me, right now?"

"Sure am, slick. What did you say a second ago? You'll just replace it, right?" He's still working the watch open.

"I've never been robbed before."

"Aw, is it your first time, sweetheart?" He looks up at Steve, grinning devilishly. "I promise I'll be gentle."

He slips the watch off and places it in his own pocket.

"There. Consider yourself robbed."

There's a honk from outside.

"Let's roll, big boy." Eddie leads them out and to the car.

[doctorsiren]

The books reveal that Ford is actually a secret partier

(Available as a print on my Etsy Shop)

(wips under cut)

[jade-len]

luo binghe is so real because how could you? how could you show a starving heart your love, affection, and comfort and then throw them away without a word? why would you pick up my shards piece by piece and put it all back together, just to shatter it again? you disappear, and then when i find you, you run away and refuse to even speak to me. please, what is it? let me fix it. why are you acting this way? why are you turning away with that same softness in your eyes when you reassured me you'd never leave? do you hate me? do you still love me? i recreate your face in my dreams. nothing makes sense. what happened? i hate you. i love you. i'm sorry. how could you? i don't know what i did, please, just love me, just speak to me. don't throw me away again. ...in a totally painfully non projecting way, of course.

[arttsuka]

I made @wolfythewitch 's fox Bill design out of polymer clay

It's pretty thin (so thin I'm afraid it'll snap in half anytime I lift it)

Front and back side:

[rystiel]

canon fic writer and creative mind stanley pines would do numbers on ao3 i think

[dedousiki]

would you fall in love with me again if you knew all i've done? the things i cannot change would you love me all the same?

[twistedappletree]

Lan Wangji’s transition from awkward teen afraid of his feelings to give-no-fucks 30’s after Wei Wuxian returns is truly immaculate, like the person who used to annoy the crap out of him is now hated by everyone except him and as the head of the Wei Wuxian defense squad, his argument is literally “ok but have u considered that he’s hot?”

[elsecrytt]

curse technique concept:

your technique can make anyone fall in love with you. it's not permanent, but the emotions are extremely real, and powerful, wearing off over time unless refreshed.

the technique is activated by eye contact.

you've also taken a binding vow - you cannot activate your technique at will, it's always on. this makes your technique much stronger than it should be.

so you run around with a blindfold, much like gojo, just to prevent making random people fall in love with you.

it's not so bad, really!

growing up, your parents would wear eyepatches - with only one eye making contact, the technique was half as effective!

except... if the effectiveness of the technique increases proportionally with the number of eyes... well...

[delicioustarong]

Their last conversation... anyways this is the "sweet moments" I was talking about LMAO

Creator: @honeqq

(6/7)

Pt 1 | Pt 2 | Pt 3 | Pt 4 |

[laomelettedufromage]

One of my pet peeves after having gotten very into swing dance as an aroace is seeing videos of people swing dancing or really doing any type of partner dance and over half the comments just being stuff like “how are they not in love😳” or “friends🤨” like please free yourselves, you can have a lot of chemistry and fun dancing with someone and it doesn’t have to be anything more than that!! Just fun!!! I’m not saying a little bit of lighthearted friendly love can’t be involved but it’s not always that deep, it’s just having fun!!

[blossoms-phan]

thinking about what it means to be chained together, work, life and social, to quite literally be beside each other in life and… still make the confirmation that phil is indeed the funniest person he knows sound like the most earnest and sincere thing in the entire world? to spend so many of your days and years together now, with evidence of all those smiles and laughter written all over your face. something about the simplicity of these questions, timeless ones but untainted by social media or meme speak, leaning fully into the girly sleepover night energy but also just… answering so honestly, in a way that’s funny and charming and completely them but walls down. thinking about them trying to make dil and tabitha best friends and being disappointed when that reduced their romance level. thinking about “i think 14-year-old dan and phil would have been friends”, about more than just romantic, about i didn’t have a best friend for the first 18 years of my life, real best friends. their friendship is so important real lovers are friends first etc etc

[ashwii]

Im sure this has alr been done in the past, anyway Reverse-Falls-But-It's-With-Bill-Instead

I had these goobers drawn up for like 3 weeks, but college be in the way of me remembering that I have art lol

[shorthaltsjester]

just constantly thinking about percy telling vex that he’d like to think they’re all better than they think they are (except her brother, of course) . constantly thinking about when vex tells percy he’s a good man and he gets awkward and flustered and returns that she’s a good woman and when she gets as awkward and flustered he goes “see. it’s not very nice is it.” percy shouting to ripley that he forgives her and vex carves forgive into the wood of her bow. vex tells percy to take off his mask and percy comes across vex in tears and scrubbing at her armour. god. the campaign starts and percy is making arrows as flirting and getting kisses in return and the campaign ends and exhausted and knowing it won’t be a want that will be fulfilled percy admits he never wants to make another weapon and vex equally exhausted affirms that he’ll never Have to. and god . god . opposites attract is great or whatever but the deliciousness of dynamics where the characters hold up a mirror to one another where they get to shed the burden of self and see someone Like Them as someone good or capable of being better and Falling In Love. and that love being a pathway to them coming to grips with their own image and their own capacity to be better. and that the fact that the person they fall for being someone so Familiar means that they see through each other’s shit. that percy sees that vex has fallen into the trap of Nobility tricking people into thinking that makes them inherently better and giving her the only whitestone title someone has to earn beyond selection or marriage or birth. that vex sees percy forgive ripley and discusses the importance of that choice but reminds him that it’s just as important that he forgive himself.