yessssssss
godddd i’m such a fucking sucker for soft ships where one of them (or both of them) has done like unspeakable evil but the other one is relentlessly kind and has hope no matter what. like the dynamic is soft and romantic and they both see such beauty in the other that it inspires them to be good like they want to be. like they are deep down
✨ little teamwork moments ✨
the best fanfic is born of some weirdo thinking far too hard about the source material
Soooo late on this but I love how much robby and sam genuinely like demetri and enjoy being friends with him in s2??? like they're all hanging out outside of miyagi-do, they find his neuroticisms funny but they're not laughing at him? They're not just tolerating his company and rolling their eyes when he says something nerdy or complains you can tell they genuinely like being around him they really do just like him as he is and don't make him feel like he has to change I just ughhhhhh
#yes
I fucking love Edmund Blair Leighton and his medieval themed paintings. Every. Single. One. Of. Them.
rereading the cruel prince and i forgot that cardan's nervous habit is smiling.
jude always notes he's smirking/smiling around her.
jude makes him nervous.
tell me thats not literally the best thing you've heard all day
one of my favorite sensations is when you can feel the ocean nearby without seeing it
Don’t you like it when Harry just…
Lily and Remus is out... We need more of Lily and Sirius as best friends.
I'm thinking it started off tense. Sirius resented Lily for convincing James that he needed to change (his best friend was just fine as he was, thank you), but Lily's goodness was contagious and she eventually got through to him too.
Suddenly, gasp, Sirius was helping first years instead of tricking them and it was all Lily's fault. It also didn't help that James wore their good behavior like a badge of honor.
During holiday breaks, he made sure all of James' sappy letters to Lily included a mention of him saying hello. And when he started writing his own, he saved each of her responses in a locked box.
Christ died for me, I NEED to radically change for Him. I cannot without Him, though, nor do I believe that I'd truly want to without Him changing me already.
Nevertheless, I need to change from who I am now, who has already been changed from who he was.