I just want them happy ❤
❤️🩹❤️🩹
Erling Haaland 😙 Jude Bellingham
Eun Hyuk and Yi Kyung-
The heart and the head trope - one uses skill/instinct and emotion to survive, the other uses logic and manipulation. Both together? Survivors
Dead Poets Society (1989) dir. Peter Weir
On topic of shipping and the whole Jikook vs Taekook thing.
I will admit that I 'ship' Taekook- meaning that I find the bond they have sweet, I like to look at the compilations of their moments and edits of them.
However I do not expect them to be together, I do not create conspiracy theories of how they are actually married/dating we just don't know that, I do not send hate to their friends/members/other celebrities that interact with them.
Because at the end of the day Taehyung and Jungkook (and any other celebrity actually) is not your friend. They do not owe you shit. You are crossing all boundaries in your "shipping" and your desperate attempts to prove that your ship is real.
We do not know if they are dating. We do know they are good friends with each other and with Jimin. Sending hate to Jimin, people who ship Jikook, demanding some dumb shit from the company and the group. Like do you people hear yourselves?
You are not being good fans, you are not being good allys, hell you are not being good people.
I've seen lovely fans and 'shippers', seen lovely moments between all 7 boys because they've been friends for yeaaars and have created something incredible.
My point is: enjoy them and their content and your shipping in a respectful normal manner. If you cannot do that then please do not interact with celebrities and get in touch with the real world. It is embarassing.
Your words and actions have consequences. These are real people you are hating and judging and shitting on.
To all lovely kpop stans and shippers I've gotten to interact with: it has been lovely and I am thankful for this community.
Also I hope everyone attending the concert has so much fun!! Take some pics for us European fans hahah 💜💜💜
I joined Tumblr again for football but now I am fangirling over this man even though I know nothing about him or formula 1
“fuck you” and one of them replying “fuck me yourself you coward”
They’ve only been traveling together a dozen years or so, barely any time at all, and Yusuf is still fairly confident that he hates this man beside him.
Andromache, when she finds them, insists that they are no longer enemies. That they are now as good as family. But she hasn’t known Nicolo as long as Yusuf. She couldn’t possibly understand how insufferable he is. How he carries himself all holier-than-thou, standing tall, chin raised, with his hand loosely draped over the hilt of his sword. How he speaks in clipped, measured sentences even when Yusuf attempts to engage with him in his native tongue. And how he stares, won’t stop staring even after Yusuf catches him.
Andromache leaves them, but only after making them each promise aloud, “I will not kill him.”
Shortly after she is gone, they are accosted by bandits on the road.
Yusuf stands at Nicolo’s back. He may hate this man but he has resolved that he will never abandon or betray him. Together, moving as if of one arm, one body, they cut down their enemies.
As they stand among the corpses, heaving from the strain of the fight, they glance at each other. A moment passes. Yusuf looks away, looks back. Nicolo continues to stare.
He hasn’t lowered his sword.
“Do you wish to fight me, Nicolo?”
“Do you?” Nicolo says.
Yusuf hasn’t lowered his scimitar, either. “You first.”
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