#they LOVE EACH OTHER

[wilderness-king]

Happy Pride to these two and these two only 🏳️‍🌈

#they love each other #yellowjackets #taishauna #taissa turner #shauna shipman #pride #lesbians

[babygirldilf]

divorced couple energy ship will always be immaculate to me. we hate each other. we've seen each other naked. I know how you take your morning coffee. I will never make you your morning coffee again. get it yourself. here you go, I gave it to you anyway. you disgust me. I will always be somewhat in love with you. I will be yours forever. you're not mine anymore. you will always be mine. fuck you. let's fuck, for old time's sake. did you steal my cd? no, no. keep it.

#losing my mind #they love each other #mishanks #also #ineffable husbands #next season!!! #sorry not sorry but also #skz 2min #2min #gagwanz #lee know #seugmin #skz code #feel free to add

[1spooky2me]

Viziepop broke into my house, shattered my kneecaps, and made me draw Huskerdust as humans.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin angel dust #hazbin art #hazbin spoilers #angel dust #huskerdust #husker x angel dust #husker hazbin hotel #hazbin husk #i get to say they are in love #they love each other #they look so good #stop drawing husk as a twink

[valeron99]

Heartbroken.

#innefable husbands #aziracrow #aziraphale #azicrow #crowley #good omens #good omens 2 #go2 #good omens fanart #goodomens art #anthony j crowley #crowly x aziraphale #they love each other #they are so in love #they are so silly #crowley x aziraphale

[strawlessandbraless]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

Cause of Death - Dean asking Cas to die for him, to kill for him, and finally, to live for him

#supernatural #spn #destiel #of course #it’s their as you wish #seem to be stuck in the supernatural x the princess bride crossover #i love them so much #they love each other #castiel #dean winchester #deancas #misha collins #jensen ackles #spn crack #spn 5x04 #5x04 #spn 10x09 #10x09 #spn 11x23 #11x23

[pelirro-hoe]

There is no living being that loved James more than Sirius, he was the sun of his life

#my art #fan art #sirius black #james potter #prongsfoot #starbucks #james and sirius #they love each other #animatic

[chasingthestarss]

James: What did you think I just kissed you all those times for shits and giggles??

Regulus: In my defense you did get a kick out of sticking your tongue down my throat in public places.

James: Well yeah, but that’s because it annoyed Sirius and it was funny.

Regulus: Yeah I enjoyed that too.

#marauders era #dead gay wizards #marauders incorrect quotes #regulus black #james potter #jegulus #jegulus incorrect quotes #starchaser #sunseeker #james and regulus #they love each other #but sometimes they don’t know it #Sirius is disgusted #he is supportive but he hates it

[emihotaru]

I wanted to post this yesterday for Valentine's Day, but I couldn't finish it on time...

So here, I give you a hug ❤️

#my art #aziraphale #aziracrow #crowley #good omens #good omens fanart #aziracrow fanart #innefable husbands #aziraphale loves crowley #crowley loves aziraphale #crowley's hair #they love each other

[mysterious911]

I LOVE THEM

#the amazing digital circus #candy carrier chaos #they love each other #gummigoo #max (?)

[rad-batson]

Headcanons of Tim and Damian’s Love/Hate/But-Mostly-Begrudging-Love Relationship (They’re My Babies)

They will take EVERY opportunity to be a little bitch to one another

Tim: “Don’t get too close to me. You probably have rabies.” Damian: *actually bites him*

Damian tripped Tim once, which started an all out prank war that lasted several months. It only ended when Bruce walked into a glue trap and couldn’t reach his phone to call for help. But he couldn’t figure out who put it there so they were both grounded. (It was Tim.)

Tim teaches Damian to finish his vine references when Bruce tells them they need to “bond.” They proceed to try and speak in exclusively vine references and TikTok sounds during patrol. Bruce benches them for his own sanity.

Damian: “I’m not touching you” *gets pushed down the stairs*

Tim: “I’m not in your room” *gets hit in the face with a book*

Tim calls Damian short even tho he’s only like two inches taller for quite a bit of time (and Damian never hears the end of it after Tim’s growth spurt)

Family Game Night could go in one of two ways: they’re opponents and spend the whole night one-upping each other OR they team up and wipe the floor with everyone else’s pieces

Damian: “Just trust me.” Tim: *remembering that one time Damian tried to kill him* “Okay.”

Tim: “Don’t ask questions.” Damian: *recalling the multiple genocidal Tim variants* “Whatever.”

During one Wayne Gala, they make up this game called Freestyle Checkers where they choose guests as their “pieces” then subtly manipulate them into walking to their opponent’s side of the ballroom without talking to someone from the other team or they’re out. No one can know that they’re part of a game or their opponent wins by default.

Bruce is proud of them at first for being more sociable during galas until he realizes what’s going on and immediately loses five years from his lifespan.

Both have attempted to fake their deaths to get out of the same school project

They’re both notorious for stalking people to get information instead of just…ya know…asking like a normal person. So they’re bound to team up one day.

Like maybe it’s Bruce’s birthday soon and both are like “No, I’m getting him the better present,” but then they run into each other in the vents trying to find out what he wants and they end up trading secrets. Just brotherly things

Tim: “I need you to follow this guy for me. I think he’s our culprit.” Damian: “I would rather die than take orders from you.” Tim: “I’ll buy you that fancy oil painting kit you want.” Damian: *already changing into his Robin gear* “Where is he?”

Tim makes Damian play the dumb, helpless kid in all of their covert operations, which pisses Damian off until he gets so good at it that he uses it to his advantage and annoys the hell out of Tim when they’re paired up for public appearances

“God, he’s so annoying.” “Yeah, totally.” “What the fuck did you say about my brother?”

Damian is the only person who can get Tim to actually sleep for once. No one knows how he does it, but the strongest theory so far is blackmail

Tim “I’m ignoring Bruce’s instructions because they failed the vibe check” Drake and Damian “I can totally do this mission that requires four people on my own” Wayne teaming up behind Bruce’s back and immediately getting into deep shit but somehow making it out alive with the bad guys behind bars.

During one of said missions, they thought they were going to die and said “I love you” to one another. After they survived, they silently agreed to never mention it again.

Damian gifts Tim a new board that he designed for his birthday. It took weeks. Tim cries

#tim drake #damian wayne #batfam #dc #dc robin #red robin #robin damian #batfamily #incorrect batfamily quotes #they love each other #dc universe #damian al ghul

[wis-art]

lucy and her natural hair + wiki's reaction

#cw blood #my art #art #lucy #wiki #lesbian #nyeow #meow #they love each other #women #i love women #oc #doing a bit of a lucy redesign #waawwawawaaw #she got hair after her mom but she straightens it

[dramabrothersofficial]

In NPMD when the gang are all going to the Waylon House to set up The Prank and everyone walks past the pit, apparently Richie is doing the Naruto run and Pete keeps hitting him telling him to stop. Meanwhile Ruth is keeps going “you’re being too loud”. I learned this from the audio commentary. I love those beautiful nerds.

#okay yes #I bought the audio commentary and it’s so worth it #he’s fucking Naruto running #THEY LOVE EACH OTHER #THEYRE BEST FRIENDS #starkid #nerdy prudes must die #nightmare time #npmd #hachetfeild #richie lipschitz #ruth fleming #peter spankoffski #hatchetfield

[wynnnxy]

"Tonight I feel like... I like you a great deal."

whenever someone even dares insinuate that bingqiu is one-sided and non-consensual I just want to chuck the deep dream extra at their head

#mxtx #svsss #scum villain's self saving system #scum villain self saving system #shen qingqiu #luo binghe #bingqiu #wynn arts #they love each other #so much #whenever i reread this extra i giggle and kick my feet #sqq you are so insane #id lose control if i were binghe too

[nerdyerror]

Obi Wan says that he no longer believes that Anakin can be saved but the MINUTE Anakin says “I made a mistake being evil :/” Obi Wan is right there to whisk him off to the force afterlife.

#obi wan and anakin #they love each other #obikin #but it doesnt have to be #mutual obsession #obiwan is devoted to him #anakin skywalker #darth vader #obi wan kenobi #star wars shitpost #star wars the return of the jedi

[cieloculto]

regulus on his back as james eats him out until he comes on james tongue, legs quivering and hands gripping james hair, it’s too much yet not enough and when regulus starts pulling james towards him, james puts his hands between regulus legs and starts rubbing his clit, reveling in the overstimulated noises he makes, kissing his way up regulus body until their lips meet, making regulus taste himself on james tongue while james says “you were so good for me, such a good boy” before james spreads regulus legs further and lines his cock up with regulus cunt, fucking him until they both come and moaning in each others ears

#what? who said that #james potter #regulus black #james x regulus #james potter x regulus black #jegulus #sunseeker #trans regulus #marauders era #they love each other

[loveinhawkins]

The squeak of Dustin’s sneakers fades away as he heads back to the hospital parking lot, where his mom’s waiting for him.

Eddie watches the door to his room swing shut—the movement as boisterous as Dustin’s entrance had been; for the whole visit, he’d acted almost as if nothing had ever happened.

“You know,” he says once the door’s fully closed, “I kinda thought he hated me.”

He tries to make it come out like a joke—maybe then, it won’t hurt quite as much. He should’ve known that Steve would see straight through it.

“That’s not fair,” Steve says quietly, from where he sits in the corner of the room—arms folded, eyes sharp.

The silence feels damning. Eddie doesn’t dare break it: just sits there and lets it sting.

But then—

“That’s not fair,” Steve repeats, a little softer, “to him or to you.”

Eddie can’t look him in the eye. If he does, he’s going to say something that’s true but hurtful nonetheless—and God knows, he’s done more than enough damage already.

Steve sighs. Eddie can’t work out how to read him.

Maybe if he just keeps staring at the clock on the wall, Steve will give up and leave, and Eddie can keep it together until he knows that he’s alone.

“When are you going to stop?” Steve says and, damn it, Eddie’s resolve breaks in an instant; his head turns, but now Steve’s the one who’s not looking, his gaze fixed on the ceiling like he’s trying to memorise it.

(Fourteen hairline cracks on the tiles. Eddie’s counted.)

“Stop what, Steve?” Eddie says shortly. Maybe this will work instead: if he manages to hold that awful, flat tone for long enough—

“When are you going to stop punishing yourself?” Steve says. His eyes flicker across the ceiling tiles.

Eddie swallows. Forces out, hoarse, “That’s not—”

“Not what?” Steve interrupts. “Not what you’re doing?” He shakes his head a little, and his voice lowers. “You’re acting like they’re right.”

Eddie grits his teeth; he asks even though he already knows. “Like who—”

“You do know you didn’t kill anyone, right?” Steve says bluntly.

For a horrible moment, Eddie can’t breathe. “I—yes,” he says; it’s wrenched out of him like an involuntary reflex, the thought playing in his head over and over at the boathouse, then at Skull Rock—I didn’t do it, I didn’t, please, please—until it sounded less and less like the truth, and more like desperation.

“Then what?” Steve says. His head tilts down—he looks right at Eddie, eyes blazing like a challenge. “What is it? What is so fucking terrible, Eddie, that you’d—”

“What d’you want me to say, man?” Eddie says, exhausted. “I—I hurt—”

His voice cracks; he can’t get through it, can only think about what he wasn’t meant to have seen: a nurse opening his door too wide, and in that split second, catching a glimpse of Dustin frozen in the hallway, Steve crouched down in front of him, speaking too softly to hear; how Dustin’s shoulders shook; you did this, you—

“You don’t think I wish I could take it back?” Steve says.

The words pull Eddie right out of his head. Cautiously, he asks, “What?”

“Because I would,” Steve continues, like Eddie hasn’t said anything. “I’d take it back in a second.” There’s a harsh scraping sound: the chair legs dragging against the floor as Steve stands, like he suddenly can’t bear being still. “I think about it every day. If I hadn’t—” He stops abruptly, like the words have got stuck somewhere painful. His jaw works once, twice. “If I hadn’t left you to—”

“Don’t,” Eddie gets out, pleading. His hand twitches on the bedsheets uselessly; he’s too far away to…

In so many ways, he wishes he was stronger.

“Steve, you—you can’t do that to your—”

“Right,” Steve cuts across with a humourless laugh, “yeah, exactly,” and Eddie gets the feeling that he’s walked right into a trap without realising. “So you don’t get to, either.”

”Steve—”

“No! No, I’m not gonna just watch you fucking hate yourself for—for what? For being scared? For doing the best you could to—” Steve shakes his head again. “Dustin, he—he knows you were… I would’ve done the same thing.”

Eddie can hardly argue the point. He can hear from the strain in Steve’s voice just how much he means it.

And then Steve scoffs slightly, glancing up at the ceiling again—a fragile smile, like it’s only there to keep himself from crying.

“There’s—there’s so much—God.” He drags a hand down his face. “So much blame, Eddie. All the time.” He gets that awful, distant look to his eyes, the one that reminds Eddie that he was thrown into a story in its last horrific chapter; there are things he doesn’t know, but when Steve looks at him, he can feel an echo of the pain in his chest. “And I’m so sick of it.”

“I’m—”

But Steve interrupts before Eddie can voice it: a weak laugh then, “Jesus Christ, haven’t you been listening? Don’t apologise. It’s enough that—that you’re alive.” Steve swallows, steps back. Jerks his head to the door, “Dustin—he’ll be okay, I swear, just give it time. Before you—it kinda, uh. It was awful?” His voice goes up, but not in question, not really: more like he’s the one trying to joke around it, now—because anything else is too much.

It’s another story Eddie isn’t privy to. But he can read it in the way Steve’s eyes trace the ceiling. In soft words exchanged just before a hospital room.

The guilt doesn’t fade, not yet. But its grip eases around his heart. Makes room for…

“Hey,” Steve says shakily, like he’s crying, too. “Eddie, it’s okay. It’s okay.”

Hands are on Eddie’s face, and maybe it should be overwhelming—but all Eddie can feel is something like forgiveness.

“It’s enough,” Steve whispers. “Eddie, I promise you. Please. Please let it be enough.”

Eddie can’t speak. But he gathers Steve’s shirt in his fist; and you, he means, and you.

And maybe Steve hears it, because he sighs like he’s finally let go of something—like he, too, has been cleansed.

#in which healing is messy and hard but so worth it. always worth it #they love each other #pre steddie #eddie and dustin #steve and dustin #steddie #steddie fic #steddie ficlet #eddie munson #steve harrington #steve x eddie