#loveeeeeee

In one video, a man took his children out for hours—caring for a baby in a stroller, managing everything on his own—just so he could return home with flowers and a cake for their mother. Not as a grand gesture, but as a simple act of love and appreciation.

In another, a woman stood in the kitchen, upset because she had burnt the chicken and felt like she had ruined dinner. Instead of frustration, her husband walked in, hugged her, and began to dance with her—turning her stress into laughter, reminding her that she mattered more than any meal.

I saw a man holding a cake that read, “Give me my woman back,” waiting for his wife who had gone to visit her mother—unable to hide how much he missed her. It was playful, but full of love.

There was also a small, beautiful moment between parents—a quiet understanding. One would take the child so the other could eat in peace, and without a word, they would switch again. No announcements, no expectations—just care in action.

And then there was a young boy answering a question about how to be a good husband. His answer wasn’t something he learned from a book—it was something he had seen. His parents looked out for each other, supported each other, and that became his definition of love.

These moments may seem small, but they build a life. This kind of love is never one-sided. It is gentle, mutual, and deeply rooted in care. It’s not always loud or perfect—but it shows up, again and again, in the simplest ways. at his mother and father is looking out for each other and taking care

Caprikid x Reverser escapades

~Summary~

The Knights of the Treehouse (& Princess Francine)

Emil, Preston, Nikolai, Ruth, Thomas & Frances - Late 1935

It was an early Autumn morning, about a month before Thomas & Emil's 13th birthday. They'd made excuses to their parents, and were off into the woods. Not that their parents would have particularly minded, but there was a certain thrill to a secret expedition into the forest.

Edith had never let them off easy though, meaning Frances had slowly become (almost) as much a part of the group as the rest of them. She wasn't bad to have around, but that was because she mostly kept to herself. While they were off hunting for centipedes, she would be back on the path with her book, or under a tree nearby. Her and Thomas got along well for that reason specifically. Both of them were mostly there to keep an eye on Emil anyway.