Eleanor looks like she’s whispering to Louis all the things she’s going to do to him that night and Louis looks like he’s going to explode from being so turned on
Thats harry, you fool
but can we talk about how much this proves that people are complete hypocrites because when its eleanor all of a sudden they talking all dirty and its romantic but when its harry then no way theyre just friends . lbr.
Obviously people are blind cause that’s Eleanor. Damn Larry shippers, go and ruin everything.
Yup looks just like her LOL
And here they even are in gif form in case you were going to accuse us of photoshop next
Wow Eleanor, you’re looking rather masculine this evening.
And I’ll just point out that Harry says “I love you” as he’s pulling away. Oops, sorry, I mean Eleanor.
I know I reblogged this recently, an I have probably said this before but… I remember thinking when I saw this the first time; “Well maybe Louis and Eleanor are really in love”, because it was the first picture I saw where they looked like a real couple. When I found out it was Harry my world changed.
There is never a day I don’t reblog this.
This is the greatest thing I’ve seen on tumblr.
This is the gif @/what-love-means added in case it isn’t working for you:
Sherlock and Molly are finally on their honeymoon | This is just a fluffy little follow up to Here Be Dragons (not truly necessary to read prior to reading this).
Sherlock rolled over and smiled at his sleeping wife. Wife. I like how that sounds. He ran his hand over her stomach and lifted the sheet so he could press several kisses there.
Molly stirred at his touch and brought her hands up to run through his wild curls.
“Morning,” she said, her voice still heavy with sleep.
He kissed his way up to her lips, taking his time. “Good morning, wife.”
“Mhm.” She smiled at him as he rubbed his nose against hers. “Husband.” She lifted her chin and kissed him again, softly. “I like the way that sounds.” He chuckled quietly and shook his head. “What?” she asked, a smile still on her face.
and i’d always be light years, light years away from you
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Elijah knew it was wrong.
His brother was happy, finally. For a thousand years that was all he had wanted, really. For Niklaus to find happiness — not gratification, not satisfaction or wicked delight at killing and scheming for power.
But actual happiness. The kind that made his eyes soften, that made him smile like he used to when they were humans.
And he had all that now. Whenever he was around Miss Forbes — Caroline —, he looked like Elijah had not seen him in a long while. Perhaps like he had never seen him before, truly.
Perhaps his brother would hesitate to use the word, but he was certain there was love in Niklaus’ eyes whenever they looked at her. Always searching for her presence in the room before anyone else’s. His eyes always darting to her face to catch her reaction, to seek her approval.
And she returned it in kind. With eyes rolls and occasional — well, rather frequent, truth be told — stern looks and those smiles… Niklaus’ breathing stopped for a second whenever she smiled at him like that.
And everytime it felt like a knife was being twisted deep into his stomach.
They were happy. And Elijah wanted that for them.
But shouldn’t he be happy, too?
A thousand years looking after his brother. A thousand years sacrificing everything for Niklaus’ sake… And where was his reward? Shouldn’t someone be looking at him like that?
Thank you, @klarolineauseason, for the opportunity to reblog this again with a proper rec! I’m using the original post because I love this cover art so much.
You guys……….. I’m not even exaggerating, this is one my favorite pieces of fic ever written in the KC fandom. The way a Klarolijah fic speaks to me can be so personal.
Listen. I love the Klarolijah dynamic. I really do. But it takes a very specific balance for me to feel it. It can very easily go from me loving it, to me wanting to throttle someone. And this! THIS!! This is absolutely it. And it’s just about my favorite thing ever.
This is actually three mini drabbles combined into one. Each of them is written through a different POV - Klaus’, Elijah’s and Caroline’s. And the combination of all three, the way they tell the same story through different eyes, is just !!!!!!!!! Honestly, I don’t have words. This has ✨Yokan my beloved✨ written all over it and I feel it very much.
It’s so rare to find a good Elijah fic, and in this one mini drabble Luiza managed to write him so perfectly! There’s a hint of self-loathing, with a dash of jealousy and obvious criticism for Klaus. Then Caroline’s piece is so full of heart and kindness, but with sass and fire as well. Her personality is expressed so well in the little details. And then Klaus’ possessive, slightly distorted, super paranoid view of what has been previously narrated is just chef’s kiss! Luiza has an absurd grasp over these characters in this very convoluted context, and I cannot with how much I love it.
If you haven’t read this yet, please do yourselves a favor! ❤️ You won’t regret it!
