#i need them back now

[renegadesstuff]

SHE SAVED HER TWICE 😭❤️

[lokutofu]

☀️&🌙

[froget-me-nots]

i miss my losers

[justalexx-things]

I knew it!!! Thank god 😭

[merriberrii]

Kremy loved Avantris’ version of My Little Pony as a kid, prove me wrong.

[ireneaesthetic]

I'm so looking forward to this scene. It doesn't seem a breaking point to me, rather them finally having a heart to heart conversation, a 'this is the most vulnerable version of me and it's only for you to see' type of moment. because they've come to build that trust between them through the ups and downs of their relationship.

We don't know what's about to happen, but we do know they're both very familiar with the feeling of losing each other and i truly think they won't let it happen again.

[emaaa3210]

Strong feeling about the future (The Rookie)

Okey my head is still going so forgive me for a lot of updates that I wanna have in the show.

We all know that in the last realesed episode 7x08 Tim admited that He loves Lucy and he asked her if she does too. I don't excacla know if she said it back or not because I still have no clue if his ''So that's a Yes'' was a question or he knew she still loves him too or he just wanted her to just admit like he did, I DON'T KNOW!🤯😡

So.... What if something's gonna happened, I don't know what but it definitely will be life or dead situation, and we get another parrallel when he asks ''Do you?'' again and she will say ''I do... Still love you'', and, obviously, the famous 'Of course I still love you'. BAM! And we got Chenford back Baby👮‍♀️❤️👮❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥.

Seriously I need them back and it's starts more then irritating me🤦‍♀️. Those two idiots are unbelievable.

[romanicism]

roman’s obsession with the wolf. roman’s sick fascination with peter’s wolf. the dark furred beast shaking its body as its eyes found roman’s wide ones. roman who threw his gut out after he saw peter turned and thought that god did exist.

roman’s bony, shaking fingers reaching out for it and thought that it would be fucking worth it if his hand got bitten off. but it didn’t happen. it didn’t happen. because the wolf huffed (laughed?) and nudged his hand, sniffing, licking his wide palm, right over his bloodied gash. because the night before peter’s turn was always spent alone. because peter was violent and i just need space, man, and he understood. roman loved too much sometimes. suffocating.

because he couldn’t handle the wide space. couldn’t handle the whispers in his head and stop his own sick fascination for blood so he let it happen. he found relief cold and soothing as he clenched his hand hard, punishing, and watched peter turn. a night of loneliness clenched in the palm of his hand, drifted off with the thought of being sick from infection, from the wolf’s saliva or roman’s own carelessness.

none of that happened, though. because roman couldn’t get sick even if he wanted to. because peter wouldn’t let him. because peter came back. wrapped his hand in white gauze, still sting from antiseptic and kissed him slow and biting until he tore roman’s bottom lip. swallowed his blood with something like missed you so bad and couldn’t even leave you for a day, i ain’t built for that shit.

and, roman loved him. hurt him just the right blood, the right wound—the right amount. made him feel needed.

what was roman without his anchor?