#with his wife and besties

[malewivesrus]

watched the first ep of gastronauts on dropout last night and Brennan's "I have to eat so much now so that even if I never eat again I'll still be okay" was SO the fox it killed me

[rainbow-sunshine-unicorn]

You ever think about how Kate is genuinely Anthony’s best friend?

Whenever anything’s going down, he gives her the “we will debrief about this later” look

He has little inside jokes with her

He discusses his game night strategy with her

He’s always up to date on the latest gossip about her family

He shit talks about other people with her

Like that’s literally his bestest friend!!!

[until-i-set-him-free]

#SMITTEN4SMITTEN ❤️

[natjennie]

I love that no matter how many fucking times alison gestures to exactly where the ghosts are mike will still look up in the air for them. the fact that he makes an attempt to interact directly with them instead of just always looking to alison is so charming. but also adhd king.

[voidcatofbedlam]

Finally read the epic of Gilgamesh. The relationship between Gilgamesh and Enkidu was compared to that of Achilles and Patroclus in the introduction.

Ah yes a great friendship indeed

Yes I know technically they came first but it’s so patrochilles coded my heart can’t handle them.

One followed the other and left first, two parts of a whole yet fated to be separated, violent grief and questionable decisions…

And historians say they are ✨best friends✨

[zappedbyzabka]

Devotion isn’t just for God, it’s for your boy too.

[qwerzet]

resident evil 7: low-end job edition

partner in crime @cheesecakeapologist

[camille-lachenille]

It was a rainy day, when Huan walked out of the Halls of Mandos, soft mud sticking to his paws as he walked toward the woods in the distance. The smells and noises were familiar despite all the time that had passed, and Huan happily sniffed at trees and stones to try catch an interesting trail. The pattering of rain on the dense canopy over him almost covered the twittering of birds but Huan could still catch glimpses of their gossip, and he wagged his tail. It wasn’t much but he had a trail to follow now.

Valinor was unchanged, yet vastly different from what Huan remembered. As he ran across woods and plains, he saw new towns and lush fields where there was only wilderness before. He mourned this loss, but he had a goal to reach so he did not pause except for the briefest rest. Always, he followed the chattering of birds, the whispers of the wind and the thread calling to him.

Huan ran and ran, revelling in the feeling if earth under his paws and wind messing with his fur. He had missed being alive, this abundance of sounds and smells; rustling leaves, foxes calls, thunderstorms and bird songs, deer fleeing in the woods, freshly cooked food, dewy grass in the morning and so much more.

At least, Huan picked up the trail he had been searching for as he followed the birds, this unmistakeable scent that meant friend tough diluted in seawater, kelp and bird, with a hint of sadness. The trail led him to a lone tower at the edge of the world, wrapped in ribbons of mist. Huan ran up to the door and shook his fur from rain and dust before barking happily, his tail wagging faster than ever.

It took some time but, at last, the door opened on a small figure clad in white. Huan immediately flopped down, belly up and tongue lolling out, and looked up at the woman. She stood very still in the doorframe, a hand pressed to her mouth and her eyes very wide, like a rabbit caught. After a long moment she moved, as if in a daze, and presented her open hand to Huan. He sniffled it, revelling in the scent of friend, before licking the woman’s palm. She laughed at that, a small startled giggle, but her stance was now much more relaxed as she knelt beside him.

“So you really are the dog from the tale of Grandmother Lúthien,” she said with wonder in her voice. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Huan. I am Elwing.”

Huan let out a soft boof and licked Elwing’s hand once more. This time, her laughter was just a little louder, and she sank her hands in his fur to rub his belly. He could not speak in this new life, not that he had much to say that could not be expressed with other means, but in this moment Huan wished he was able to tell Elwing he was her friend forever.

Elwing stood up after a while and wrapped her shawl more tightly around her shoulders. “Do come in, you must be famished after your journey,” she invited with a small smile. “Truth be told, I expected you to look much more fearsome, not that I complain about your friendliness. But tales tend to make everyone look grander and more awe inspiring than real…” her voice trailed off and there was a feeling of sadness surrounding Elwing. Huan carefully nudged her shoulder with his nose and, when Elwing turned to look at him, licked her face playfully. Her shriek was one he knew well, part surprise, part laughter. Lúthien had reacted the exact same way he had done this trick to her. Tyelkormo would only laugh and muss the fur on his nose, but that was even longer ago.

Elwing’s tower was a nice place to live in. Isolated enough that it was surrounded by wilderness and the inside large enough to accommodate Huan’s size without too many broken vases and chairs. At night he slept on the hearth rug and he would often be joined by Elwing when sleep eluded her. She would tell him tales of her life, in Beleriand and here in Valinor, and what memories she had of her father and brothers, tough only rarely for it made her cry.

“I am glad to have you here with me, my friend,” Elwing whispered in his neck one night. Huan nuzzled her hair in answer as she fell asleep curled against him. I will always be at your side, friend.

[junespriince]

Kori: come her bae, come sit next to me, come and take your drawers off.

Dick, on the edge of the bed nervous:

Wally: damn you on the edge of the bed, you about to fall off!

[its-hyperfixation]

take me as i am and i will take you as you are.

to my most beloved,

where do i even begin? words cannot describe the place you have in my heart and what you truly mean to me. i’m not sure how i ever survived a time where you weren’t in my life, it’s simply not possible anymore. you are an incredible light in my life, my reason to keep going, my biggest supporter, and dare i say the actual love of my life. you are the sun to my moon, the merlin to my arthur, the heart to my soul. thank you for choosing me and blessing me with your gorgeous self. i’m not sure how i got so lucky to be blessed with you.

i love you endlessly, happy anniversary @bellamyblakru <3

[paulkariyas]

↪ HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRIS !!

[eerna]

Nicasia swallowing her pride and begging Jude for Cardan's life on her knees u will always be famous. Jude letting herself cry over Cardan in front of no one but Nicasia u will always be famous.

[jonathanbyersphd]

There's something so interesting about how Steve says "Jonathan when he comes back" like he's waiting for him to home

[jfkisonthemoon]

he would fumble the bag in death, and at the end of the world

[coconut530]

AND THEY WERE ROOMMATES

[millionsknives]

quick & messy biblically accurate johanna and finnick sketch just to nail down exactly how i imagined them