I Love Fics So Much, I Read One (1) Sentence That Gets To Me And I Just Start Kicking My Feet And Squealing

It screams STONY

So apparently I have an OTP trend that I didn't realize until now:

Person A: who knows a lot and is certainly a nerd and has a reputation to maintain which they continue and fail to do (yet somehow still manage)

Person B: righteous and duty bound, a huge softie deep within and almost always is the parent figure to someone else's child

Additional requirements:

Person A must also adopt the said child

Person B must have self esteem issues which makes them think they are unlovable in some form

Person A and B must bicker. It is a necessity.

They need to have at least (one) major fallout that almost (or does) jeprodize their relationship but they recover of course

One of the two need to be a dog reincarnate, hopefully golden retriever

And suddenly it all started to change ' the sweet smile turns into the devil smirk ' 'the life oath turned into fake promises' and ' the ray of light turned the whole world into the void of sorrow and pain'

not to be dramatic but i think i’m going to be single for the rest of my life

Callout post just for me on this beautiful monday morning

My comfort character is peter parker, but I don't get comfort from him. He is the one getting comfort from me. I want to hug him and make his pain go away because he doesn't deserve any of it. I want him to feel safe again. I want to see him smile everyday, but also want him to cry as his lungs tear up because he needs to show his pain. But most importantly, I want him to be happy with his family and friends.

I'm his comfort character now.

Pepper potts

Say it with me:

In this house, we do not hate on canonical female love interests for the sake of our headcanon gay ships.

BBC Merlin

as illustrated through conversations between me and my sister

Get Well Soon, Moony

Arthur is 14 when he becomes a squire. He’s watched his fathers men for years and he’s excited to become a part of something. He’s watched the squires become like brothers, wrestling in the fields, slapping each other’s backs and heckling one another in a good natured way.

He’s 16, when he realizes that no matter what he does he’ll never be a part of the circle. He’s a Prince first and everything else second. It’s all anyone ever sees.

He’s 18 when it really makes him bitter. He’s no longer a naive boy hoping someone will take his olive branch and become his friend first and subject second. He taunts and bullies the servants because at least then the other noble boys will laugh with him instead of leaving him alone on the sidelines of their childish games.

He’s 20 when he meets Merlin, and in an instant he’s 14 all over again just wanting a friend who’ll horseplay with him and let him be a boy instead of an untouchable Prince. Once he has a friend, the thought of going back to a life without Merlin feels like he’d be living without his right hand.