#in my hopeless romantic era

[endercupid]

i need someone to be the Eddie to my Richie

the Hannibal to my Will

the Wylan to my Jesper

the Aziraphale to my Crowley

the Simon to my Wilhelm

the Lawrence to my Adam

the Marvin to my Whizzer

the Lego Batman to my Lego Joker

the Husk to my Angel

the Stede to my Ed

the Remus to my Sirius

[kazumisthoughts]

Reminds me of you.

My last day where I would leave my presence there. I saw some souvenirs at that tiny little shop. Took a glance, I saw something. Googly eyes with a unique design. Its a useful keychain. It reminded me of you.

..now its with you, you took that pic last night. Sent immediately and now it has been seen by me. I stared at it for awhile, as I find myself...

Smiling.

I don't think I've ever told you how adorable you are, but this has now become another reason why you are :)

Ur so cute.

[ashipiko]

teehee

[starchaserdreams]

Jegulus Microfic: New

Sirius grinned out of nowhere. There was something diabolical about that grin; it had an edge to it.

“What?” James asked. 

Sirius’ smile widened.

“I have an idea. Something new and different for you.” 

“And what would that be?” James asked, somewhat nervously.

Sirius dimmed his smile a bit and gave James an appraising look.

“Do you trust me?”

James nodded immediately. 

“Fully,” he said without any hesitation, “with my life.”

“Okay then,” Sirius said, “let me set you up on a blind date.”

James was immediately taken aback by that. Who on Earth would Sirius be setting him up with? He voiced his question, and Sirius just waived the thought away. 

“Wouldn’t be a blind date if I told you. Will you do it? I swear it’ll be fun for you.”

James shrugged. 

“Sure, why not.”

“That’s the spirit,” Sirius said, jumping up out of his chair. “Gotta go set the other side of this up, back in a jiff.”

James just nodded, and watched him go.

-

Three days later, James went to the restaurant where he’d been directed, and there was already someone standing outside, cautiously watching him approach. 

Regulus. 

“You,” Regulus said, obviously just as confused as James was.

“You,” James echoed. “Sirius sent you?”

“Yeah,” Regulus muttered, “I’m never going to him about anything ever again.”

James couldn’t help but laugh. 

“Well alright then, let’s go and we can just have a laugh about it after.”

Regulus nodded helplessly. 

“Fine. He said he’d cover lunch. I’m going to get all of the most expensive things on the menu just to spite him.”

James found himself laughing again, unexpectedly. Regulus was kind of funny. 

-

And then an hour later, James found himself a little surprised. 

Because you know what?

Sirius had been right.

-

@jegulus-microfic - 296 words - 5/25

[siriuslylovejegulus33]

Barty, jumps on the table with his tie undone and sings: Would you do, anything for me?

Regulus: *plays the drums on the lunch table*

Evan: *gets on the bench* Buy a big, diamond ring for me?

Barty, kisses Evan's hand and helps him up: Would you get down *rips Evan's shirt open*

Evan, smirks: On your knees for me?

Barty *grabs Evan's lower back and back of the knee and dips to kiss him*

Everyone: *Cheering*

Regulus, jumps of the table and points to James: Pop that pretty question right now, babyyyyy!!!

Sirius: I OBJECT!

James: *runs to Regulus' arms*

*Uncontrolable cheering*

[skyward-floored]

Kiss for word game? 👁️ 👄 👁️

Sunlight warmed Zelda’s face as she rested her head on Link’s shoulder, his thumb rubbing absent little circles on her hand as they watched the sunset together. A flustered-sounding voice suddenly called her name off in the distance, and both of them sighed, well aware of what it meant.

She turned her head towards Link’s for just a moment longer, and he pressed a small kiss to the top of her head before the two of them left, looking almost as if the moment had never happened.

[leaked-notes]

এরা সুখের লাগি চাহে প্রেম, প্রেম মেলে না, শুধু সুখ চলে যায়

sums up my life~

[fer3112]

Me: how are you?

Lady who’s taking care of her husband with pretty advanced dementia: very good because at least we are still together :)

[stingrey]

the yellow and blue motif in heartstopper is so beautiful like charlie really is the sun to nick's moon and the day to his night and the beach to his ocean,, they're drawn together bc they complete each other but in a way that they're their own person and have all their own energy and yet complement each other so perfectly i just. love love.

[tunakat]

they call me a hopeless romantic because im alwways wwaiting for that vvery special someone wwho wwill nevver arrivve

[palontawog]

What is life for, if not desperately begging to be loved by anyone who will stop and listen?

[bunihyo]

watching romeo and juliet 😘

[harunovella]

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ love language; s.g.

synopsis: when gojo satoru first fell in love with you content: teen gojo era, fem!reader, gojo is head over heels (love at first sight), hopeless!romantic gojo, 1k+ words of gojo just being an absolute fool in love, not beta read (sorry for any errors!) note: I've been wanting to create a sort of anthology series for some of my favs so here's a test run! I rlly wanna do lil drabbles/oneshots that can both be standalone but also can be read as something continuous revolving around Gojo's story with his soulmate... pls lmk if you'd like to see more of gojo and his mochi (aka you!)

Gojo Satoru didn't entirely know what love was; what with being raised by other people who weren't his actual mother and father, how could he? All he ever knew was a life of being the Honored One, since the day he was born. Nothing but a weapon. Living as the strongest and treated like a god... he never knew what real love felt like. He never knew what it was like to give or receive it. At least, not this way.

Geto Suguru and Ieiri Shoko were his best friends, the closest thing to real family. It wasn't like he didn't have any, at least not while growing up, but were they really family when all they ever did was train him and treat him like the eighth wonder of the world? Unlike everyone else, at least Suguru and Shoko treated him like a human. They loved him for who he was, but didn't hesitate to snap him into place when his ego was too inflated. They were there for him, even when expressing whatever demons that he held within him was hard to manage. If it wasn't for them, he wasn't sure exactly how he'd go about his life. Sure, he'd act like everything was fine and dandy, money could buy him happiness as he had plenty of it... and he was pretty much unstoppable, but the idea of living a life without either of them didn't sit well in his stomach.

So, sure, Satoru did now a bit about love, at least the love he felt for his best friends, but nothing like what he felt in this moment. The moment his eyes first fell on you.

He hadn't a clue as to who you were, only seeing you stroll along the grounds of Jujutsu High with your little uniform. The typical jacket, a skirt beneath, knee high socks, loafers... and your hair in a low ponytail that was held together by an overly large ribbon. Cute was the first thing that came to mind, along with the terrifying sound of his racing heart. Who were you? How come he had never seen you before? Maybe it was because he didn't pay attention to any one else besides a handful of people. He'd be lying if he said he was sure the technical college held more than five students. 

In the midst of sipping away at his little box of strawberry milk, walking alongside Suguru and Shoko, Satoru's eyes had aimlessly wandered along his environment as his two best friends had been discussing evening plans. It wasn't like him to care about what was going on around him, so it was quite the miracle that his eyes were looking anywhere but ahead of him... but, maybe this was destiny.

It felt like the world was suddenly moving slowly around him, rather dramatically like a movie. His lips parted as the tiny straw fell out of it, hidden gaze behind his circular frames becoming exposed as the glasses slid down the bridge of his nose. You looked so graceful, the afternoon sun beaming down on you, your smile as bright as his eyes... he had to have been in love. This had to have been love. What else could it have been? Why else was his heart fluttering so quickly? Why else was he caught in a daze by your beauty? No one else, not a single soul, ever caught his attention this way so you must've been his soulmate.

There was something about you, from your gorgeous hair, to the cute bow, down to the uniform and the way it suited your form to the way you... wait, were you laughing with... Nanami Kento? Gojo's heart stopped as his grip on the milk grew tight, causing the contents to squeeze right out and squirt all over his face.

The sound of laughter caught his attention as he quickly looked at his two best friends, embarrassment filling his face as he looked back at you to see you now looking in his direction. Quickly wiping his face and turning away to scold his best friends, Gojo tossed the now empty carton at Geto. "Shut up!"

"What the hell did you do?" Suguru shook his head, wiping his tears as his shoulders shook with every laugh that rumbled throughout his torso. "Losing your cool over a girl, huh?"

"I said shut up!" Satoru snapped, cheeks burning with heat, embarrassed that he was that obvious.

"Must've struck something in him for him to spill milk all over his face like the doofus he is," Shoko snickered as Suguru went for a high five.

Swatting their hands and glaring at the two, Gojo hissed, "nothing happened, I squeezed too hard."

"Right," the two said in sync before eyeing one another, smirking and stifling a laugh.

Shoving past them as he kept walking ahead, grumbling to himself, Gojo couldn't help but peak over in your direction. You had already turned your attention back to the two on either side of you—Nanami along with Yu Haibara. Since when did they have a friend that was a girl? And when did you appear? He should've known seeing as both were his junior and both trained quite close to Suguru and himself. So you must've been new... He supposed he'd find more out about you, knowing he'd find a way to get under Nanami's skin and get anything out of him. He must've known a lot about you...

Gojo smirked to himself. He'd get his way.

"No," Nanami spoke as he crossed his arms. The confidence in Gojo's face instantly fading away. He didn't even hesitate, cancelling his plans with his best friends to bribe Kento into giving him some information. He swore taking his junior to his favorite bakery would help him out, but, no! Kento, being the wise boy he was, took advantage of Satoru paying for food in a false exchange for information. "I'm not going to be your middle man."

"Why not?!" Gojo whined, throwing himself back in his seat dramatically. "Just one thing! Something! Anything! She's the love of my life!"

Narrowing his eyes as he sipped away at his water, Nanami settled the glass down before crossing his arms once again. "Love of your life? You don't even know her name—"

"Because you won't tell me!" Gojo cried, throwing his head back and stomping his foot as if he was about to throw a tantrum. "Please, please! I beg of you, tell me something about her! Besides her name, what's her favorite color? Maybe her favorite food? Or... or what's her favorite date spot!"

"Satoru, I am not about to ask her what her favorite date spot is," Nanami deadpanned. "I'll give you her name and that's all. Everything else is on you. I'm not going to play matchmaker, let alone, set you up with someone so far out of your league."

Gasping in offense, Gojo clutched his chest. "Out of my league? Sure, she's a pure angel, a real heavenly being, but I like to think I am, too!"

"Egotistical..." Kento mumbled as Gojo frowned. "I'm only telling you one thing to get you off my back. You can't ask me anything ever again in order to get close to her. That's on you."

Pressing his hands together and interlocking his fingers, Gojo gave his best puppy eyes as he jutted out his bottom lip. "Please, I promise to leave you be after!"

"You better," the blond man grumbled before giving his senior your name. "She likes to sit under the cherry blossoms on the eastern side of the campus. If you want to find her and talk to her, she's usually there on her down time." At that, Nanami stood up and tucked his seat back into the table. Just as he was about to leave, he stopped in his tracks, turning to face the white haired young man. "All I ask of you is to be... gentle. She's a nice girl. I don't need you breaking her heart."

Sitting up with confidence as a wide grin took over his face, Satoru nodded with his thumbs up. "Believe me, I wont! I know this is love!" Seeing Nanami roll his eyes before leaving, Gojo happily sighed before looking out the window. Leaning his chin in the palm of his hand, he eyed the cherry blossom that had petals delicately swaying in the wind. "She's my soulmate, I know we are destined to be."

[radioves]

need me someone i can 🌺🌺🤍🫶🫶🌷🌸🌟💗🫶🥴🥴🤍🌟🌺🌷🌸💓💗🥴💖💕🤍🌷✨🫶💫🌺🌸🫶🥴🌟🥴🤍 ykwim?

[the-cinnamon-snail]

I don't like the idea of dating in real life. Because it's not exactly my thoughts on it, nothing is ever gonna live up to my incredibly high standards, and in general I just don't get it irl, so it's not really for me.

But that fake, never going to happen in real life, romanticized version of love? Daydreams for Decades.

A sunset as you walk across a bridge overlooking the sea and the air is just the right temperature for a jacket to be given to one who gets cold easily, a drive in movie with shitty theater snacks as you laugh at the horrible acting on a humid summer night sitting together on the roof of a car, sitting side by side on a rooftop overlooking a technology/vehicle dominated city as the sun sets on the horizon with the city lights illuminating everything for miles, dancing around in the fields and looking up to see more stars in the sky than can fit into your vision and eventually laying down with your heads next to eachother just looking at the stars, stuff like that? That could never really exist within how the world is right now, in terms of society and the places themselves?

Maybe it's cheesy but it's just an amazing thought.