#MY HEART OMG

[fallinallincurls]

this is so cuteeee

⋆˚ clementine coloured love — ln4

lando norris x reader / est. relationship

syn. where lando peels an orange for you, an act so mundane and natural for him <3

it was a breezy summer evening weeks before the season started for lando. which meant ample of time for some dates nights and quality time for us.

lando was perched on the kitchen stool speaking about the new movie he was psyched to watch tonight for our date night. his hands toyed with the ceramic fruit bowl occasionally juggling the oranges it held. i stood a few steps away from him preparing a bowl of popcorn. “so are we watching this one tonight babe?” i asked him.

"absolutely, it’s going to be fucking mega, I’ll tell you that!" lando exclaimed, his enthusiasm contagious. i couldn’t help but smile at him, feeling a warmth in my heart that only he could inspire. curious about the movie, I inquired further as I buttered the popcorn, sliding the bowl his way for him to catch.

I nodded and hummed along with his excitement while reaching for a ripe orange, planning to snack on it before it went bad. I placed the orange on a tissue beside the bowl of popcorn and headed to the fridge for some drinks. as I turned around, holding a Capri Sun and a soda, I suddenly froze in place.

lando was peeling the orange.

lando stood near the orange as his fingers peeled it continuing to talk about the movie. his hands alternating between peeling and gesturing as he spoke. completely unbothered, as if it were second nature. he hadn’t even hesitated. hadn’t asked why i placed it there or if i wanted him to peel it for me. he had just… done it. Instinctively. effortlessly.

“babe?” his voice pulled me out of my thoughts, eyes flicking up to meet mine as he handed me a perfectly peeled orange.

because suddenly, it wasn’t just an orange. it was every small thing he did without thinking. the way he pulled me closer in his sleep. the way he remembered my coffee order down to the syrup and milk ratio. the way his hand always found the small of my back in crowded places.

“you passed the orange peel theory lan,” i say bashfully.

“the what?” he asked with a smile fingers working thru the second orange. i explained the theory to him, now across from him at the counter. a palm reaching forward to brush his cheeks. “i love you”

“ah babe it’s not a big deal,” lando whines a rosey hue covering his cheeks. “i’d peel an orange for you forever.”

“it’s a big deal baby,” i tease looking at him with adoration.

he didn’t press, just shot me a grin before tossing another orange in the air, catching it with ease. “you ready for the best movie night of your life?” i looked at him—the boy who loved deeply in all the ways that mattered. and i knew, at that moment, i already had everything i could ever need.

“yeah,” i said, peeling apart a section of the orange. “i’m ready.”

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[shadowtheadorablelifeform]

OH THIS MOVIE IS GONNA HURTTT SHADOW LOOKS SO BROKEN🥺🥺

[guiltymepleasures]

We were all waiting for Hee Joo to call Baek Sa Eon by his name. First time for him hearing her voice and it was his own name from her lips. Her throwing herself over him to save him was a bonus 💯

But the drama actually gave us Baek Sa Eon learning sign language for the first time because he recalled what Hee Joo said and her name was one of the first things he wanted to learn. Look at Hee Joo's expression 🥺

Peak romance right there people.

[sh4thesh33p]

I made another,,

[fallinallincurls]

boyfriend quinn is truly everything but this was written incredibly well and captured the emotions so perfectly. loved it wow omg and my heart is going through all the emotions right now

Hiii may I please request a sweetheart letter with Quinn for the prompts “Believe me, I will never be tired of you.” + kissing away their tears? <3

a/n: thank you for requesting my love! hope u enjoy <3 (not edited)

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You hated seeing Quinn frustrated, feeling lost and hopeless after losses. It was the one downside to his career and you wanted nothing more than to be able to take away that aspect. But, much to anyone's dismay, it was a part of the game.

You were well aware of the hardships that sometimes came along the journey of Quinn's career, and unfortunately this year seemed to be obstacle upon obstacle, another barrier for him to get past, and it was only causing more harm than good.

Injuries appeared and slowly but surely tore Quinn down, and with that, alongside the pressure of being the face of a franchise, you knew Quinn was more stressed than ever.

And when comes stress, for Quinn, comes isolation.

You knew it was unintentional, you knew it was justified and you reasoned time and time again when he'd come home, short of words and reserved. You knew he was processing, and you never wanted to get in the way.

You had learned over the years of being with Quinn, that this was how he functioned, and due to his recent captancy, it seemed like the pressure had only intensified.

After missing the Four Nations tournament, Quinn was chained to his apartment with you, and although he was grateful to have your support, he still silently replayed the events of this season.

He was more quiet than usual, dismissive of your attempts to console him, and was more reserved; waking up before the sun had even risen and going to the gym for long hours, conditioning and strengthening to help his return, only to arrive at home and busy himself in a book, avoiding conversation.

It was a few days before the return to the regular season after the two week long break, and you felt the intense pressure slowly start to rise, uncertainty filling the air as everyone from family, to friends, to even fans anticipated Quinn's return.

You woke up to an empty bed, once again, a sinking feeling in your stomach settling and making your ribs ache. You felt so distant, so detached from Quinn, but you reasoned with yourself, trying to convice your mind it was all for his own well-being.

Making your way through the apartment, you ran yourself a long, hot shower, letting the steam fill the room as you stood in your thoughts, replaying the last few weeks. You wanted nothing more than to comfort and support your boyfriend, but any of your attempts were faced with his dismissal, leaving you to feel hopeless and uncertain.

You couldn't help but think of the possibility that there was an underlying reason to Quinn's reserved behaviour, maybe he was reconsidering things— you wouldn't know. It's hard to tell what's on someone's mind when they speak three words to you.

Slowly, you drag yourself through your shared apartment, brewing a coffee and cooking breakfast before you found yourself on your couch, watching whatever channel was last left on the TV. You watched, but your mind was elsewhere, being stuck on the thought of some deep-rooted motivation that was causing Quinn to be so closed off, so deep in thought you hadn't heard him enter the apartment, softly greeting you before walking to the fridge to grab a premade smoothie.

You felt the couch cushion dip beside you as Quinn sat next to you, his arm coming to lay against the back of the couch, his thumb lightly brushing your shoulder as he faced your frame, eyes still glued to the screen.

"Hi, baby," Quinn said softly, caressing your shoulder in attempt to grab your attention, but you couldn't gather the effort to divert your attention. Your mind was racing, stomach sinking and heat was spreading through your skin as you felt tears begin to fill the well of your eyes. They glossed over, and it was almost instantly that Quinn noticed, as you bit the inside of your cheek to contain your tears.

It had consumed you, the thoughts, the what-ifs, you couldn't help but let your mind wander if how Quinn was acting, was something deeper. Your lip quivered as you played scenario upon scenario in your mind, and you hadn't even noticed the tear slip from your eye and trail down your cheek.

"Baby, what— are you— what's the matter?" Quinn asked urgently, his voice gentle as he shifted closer to your frame, his free hand reaching to rest on your hip, pulling you to him to grasp your attention.

And when you look at him, seeing his concerned eyes search your own, you break down, realizing this was the first time since you could last remember a genuine interaction with Quinn, and that's what felt like your heart was being ripped into two.

"Baby, talk to me, please," Quinn pressed, his face scanning your own as the tears slowly poured down your face.

You shook your head, "It's nothing— I just, feel like," you sniffled between breaths as you tried to compose yourself. Quinn only pulled you in further, his arms wrapping around you and pulling you against his hoodie-worn chest. "I feel like I'm just a ghost to you, like you're so guarded because of what you're dealing with— that I just have magically gone away." You sobbed, and you knew you sounded ridiculous, but the way you cried into Quinn's chest and stained his clothes with your tears, you knew it was something that needed to happen.

Quinn let out a huff, blowing the air harshly through his mouth as he soothed you, his hand running against your back. "Baby, y'know it's not like that— I'm not trying to excuse myself, it's not fair to you." He said into the crown of your head, mumbling against your hair.

"I just feel like you're tired of me, and you're dealing with so much already, that the last thing you need is to have me pestering you." You continued, letting our shaky breaths. "And you're doing so well, with all things considered, like it's so admirable, and I don't want to cause you more stress." You confessed, pulling back having his eyes meet your sad ones.

Quinn only looked of more concern, clearly distraught at your confession, "Y/n. Sweetheart," He said, his own voice sounding like it pained him, "Believe me, I will never be tired of you, okay?" He said through a stern look, the sound of your sniffles filling the room. His hands caressed the sides of your arms to soothe you, and as you went to wipe your face, tears staining your cheeks,

Quinn pulled you into him, his lips finding your cheeks, peppering your face delicately as if you would break at any sudden movement, and his kissed your tears away. He trailed across your skin, before planting a sweet, loving, intimate and long kiss to your lips as his hands on your arms found their place against your back.

"You would never be a reason why I isolate myself, okay? Sweetheart, you are the reason I don't. You are my escape, my safe space, my everything, and it breaks my heart to think you were worried about that." Quinn reassured, soothing your back as he mindlessly drew shapes against your frame.

You sniffle and let out a small chuckle, "Just don't do it again, 'kay? Let me in and break down those walls of yours." You smiled sweetly, leaning in once again to place a kiss against his lips, feeling the texture of his beard tickle your own face.

[bubbly-bubbs]

Thank you so much @rosesradio for this idea!

nico is emo. motorcycles are emo. leo would love a badass motorcycle boyfriend. nico on a motorcycle would cause gay panic which equals maximum valdangelo vibes

:)

*(sorry for low res, click image to enhance lol)*

[oceanamethyst]

Alastor Types with Emoticons

[elpida]

“ were you really about to leave without saying goodbye? ” (for eris)

"That was the plan?" she whispered. She'd thought about a letter but.. it'd take time and her chance at going was now, right now. "Rick I have a chance to get out, would you really stay for me and not take the chance? Would you hunt me out to say goodbye?" Eris spoke quickly, her eyes darting into the distance. Even if she didn't get her shot, it was still technically them deploying her and if she made it back, if it was a failed attempt it'd still be time apart without a goodbye.

"I have to take the chance, I have to go and try." her breath was a bit deeper, flustered. She stared at him, her head tilting slightly because she was trying to understand what emotion he was feeling right now. "Are you mad at me for not saying goodbye?" She'd be angry.. if he left, if she never got to... no she wouldn't say that either way, she couldn't. She'd never ask him to stay for her but at the same time... not being able to say how much he'd saved her in their time here?

"If it goes wrong, then I'll be back next week... I know its a week you can't watch my back but it's fine, I'll be fine, and if I get out I'll.." she swallowed thickly. "I'll do my damn best to get you out." She'd been keeping a mark of places they flew out to, crossing off every mission, tracking them so if she ever got out without him, then she'd be able to predict their movements and maybe she'd find him, maybe she'd manage. "I can do this, we can do this, it's what we've worked for Rick." there was a shout in the distance, the call for last troops boarding to fly. "I have to try." and then she changed, she put the mask back on. No more Rick and Eris, it was Grimes and Amorello and that's who spoke with the curt "Take care, Grimes."

[sunnirainbow]

i’m sobbing

[the-sleepydragon]

fun fact: you inspired me to actually make an ask blog (well technically remake one i've been procrastinating on for 2 months now) I saw the one ask you got about there being no god of time as far as anyone knows and i was like "aight BET 👀"

OHHHH?

Now I'm curious!!

I can't wait to meet them!!! :D

(And secondly: I inspired you to make an ask blog? 🥺)

- Mod Genie

[saninthebuilding]

just found out that guys reversing with one hand while holding the parking ticket between their lips is a thing and i would just like to say that i think i am going to be single forever

[ink-n-shadow]

Hi this isnt really a request but i really like your works esp the smau ones 😭🥺💖 theyre so fun to read and it reminded me when i do a lot of those as well. Keep up the good work!

hi omg this means the world to me!! i appreciate the love and support of my writing more than words can express🫶

there will be plenty more SMAUs to come (:

[guiltymepleasures]

New stills for Ep 7

OMG Sol is standing!!! and waiting in the snow on Jan. 1, 2023 at the Hangang Bridge!!!

And Sun Jae is behind her!!! And he's looking at her holding her yellow umbrella!!!

[sh4thesh33p]

[compo67]

game 7 on sunday. sudden death. do or die. winner takes all.

[sadbeautifutragic]

i was watching a youtube video she sang WHAT during karma?!