#ep 9

[fake-married-my-dead-fiance]

Baek Sa-eon: Don't show anyone that you can talk until this kidnapping thing is cleared up. For safety.

Baek Sa-eon is in danger

Hong Hee-joo: EVERYONE LISTEN UP, WE ARE GOING TO FIND MY HUSBAND

[0fps]

SOUSOU NO FRIEREN ❖ fern vs lügner

Damn you, Frieren. How did you train this girl?

[lumikeii]

They are going to be late.

(Edit) [ID: Trigun fanart of Vash and Wolfwood riding thomases at night. Vash turns to look back with surprise at Wolfwood, who is falling off his thomas with an indecipherable curse word  along with the Punisher. End ID]

[storge]

a life for a life.... Sacrifice oneself for love...

The Double (2024) 1.09

[nonbinarylesbianherb]

So I think initially Nicky is stillborn, and Agatha begs Rio for more time - So Rio gives him more time, but he’s still going to die , just not right then. He gets to live a while longer, she gets 6 more years with him, but he’s sick - and soon he has to go again

[fujunfuren]

Divorced couple Baek Hyun Woo x Hong Hae In when one is sick/injured

QUEEN OF TEARS (2024)

[wonnzda]

WAS THIS FORSHADOWING????????

I though this was just to explain why stars and sun are seperate primal sources but NOW idk anymore

[negrowhat]

"They sent you to me again." I keep forgetting that Ming is a man and that men really do be having the audacity 24/7. He sees this as his second chance with Joe and Joe is like "ARE YOU INSANE??? THIS IS MY SECOND CHANCE TO LIVE!" and I just KNOW Ming is thinking those two things are synonymous.

[trashcakery]

In the night, Style fought cold sweats and shivers. His body was regulating after the shock of it all—the bullet wound that tore through muscle and tendon, the loss of blood made worse by their hours-long route to the island, the pain, the unnecessary dip in the water. Style had his back turned to him, but Fadel could hear the labored breaths, the muted clicking of teeth, and quiet groans. It was so uncharacteristic of Style to keep to himself, but Fadel understood now, after seeing him put his life on the line and take a bullet like it was nothing, that he was doing this so as not to burden him. Style’s selflessness was his crowning glory. Fadel could sit and marvel at it for the rest of his life, but in this moment, it broke him. You’re in so much pain. Show me that you’re my 100% in this too. I’m here, aren’t I?

He wanted to reach out, to touch Style’s shoulder—the want playing at his fingertips like needles—but he feared this was a line Style wasn’t ready to cross. That it was too soon for him to love unfiltered.

An hour passed. Just as Fadel began to doze off to the sounds of the night—

“Hold me.”

It was a whisper, barely a breath, but it tore right through Fadel’s gut. He swallowed down the tightness in his throat and quickly but carefully, gently shifted behind Style, pressing his chest and hips against his body. He slid an arm around Style’s waist, took his hand in his, and held him. Style was freezing cold.

“Here,” he whispered into Style’s ear. He tucked his chin over his shoulder and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.

Style let out a quiet noise, and Fadel pulled him closer. “Don’t cry, hey. Hold onto me. I’m here,” he said and kissed where he could—the corner of Style’s jaw, his cheek, the side of his mouth. Style’s skin was pale and damp, his pretty black hair plastered to the back of his neck. Fadel buried his face there. Their hearts beat in tandem, fast, anxious, terrified. You look so pale. Fadel’s clothes grew damp too.

“Fuck, I’m so sorry,” he found himself saying.

“Fadel,” Style said back. His fingers clutched weakly at Fadel’s wrist, seeking something solid, something real. It was instinct, not thought—he was too far gone for thought.

Fadel tightened his hold, lips to Style’s temple. “I’m here,” he whispered again, voice steady despite the ache in his chest. “I’ve got you.”

Style trembled harder, but this time, it wasn’t just the cold. Fadel felt it—something breaking open, raw and unguarded. The tears burned where they dropped from Style’s lashes to Fadel’s skin. Fadel wanted to pull him even closer, to chase away every shiver, every lingering shadow of pain.

“It’s okay. Here, let’s think about our day tomorrow,” he said quietly, running his thumb over the back of Style’s hand. “You’ll wake me up with another one of your loud surprises. We’ll dress your wound together and see that it’s so much better. We’ll lie down on the beach, put our feet in the water, pace it out. I’ll make you the best breakfast you’ve ever had, teach you how to steer Bison’s boat. I’ll kiss you every minute, okay?”

A faint, “Okay.” Fadel wanted to fucking kill himself.

“Okay. You’re already doing so well,” he whispered. “It’s just this one night, I promise.”

He went on to describe how he intended to take Style on a tour of the island, just the two of them, to tell him secrets no one else knew, not even Bison, about his childhood. There were moments when Style apologized for getting Fadel’s shirt or hands wet, or for keeping him awake through the night, but Fadel kissed him when he did and kept talking about tomorrow.

And finally, after what felt like a thousand heartbreaks, Style’s body went still. He turned, melted into Fadel’s chest, his breath still rough but steadier now, as if—just maybe—he believed him.

For @clemelntine

[sombredancer]

SM: You got me out of the jail. Thanks! DZ: What have you just said? I didn't get it. SM: THANK YOU! DZ: It's so loud here, can't hear you. Repeat, please. SM's friend: I have heard it well. He said he likes you. SM: He has misheard it, don't listen to him. SM's friend: Well, I have misheard it, indeed. He said he would like to marry you. SM: Shut up! DZ: 😎 SM: 😰 SM's friend: 😈 And later:

I like your train of thoughts, guys!

[fake-married-my-dead-fiance]

Stop saying such sexy things, it should be illegal at this point.

[ryoun]

The only guessing game Yoon Minju will play.

[storge]

One of these is highly toxic. If you pick the wrong one, and it bites you... you might not survive.

The Double (2024) 1.09

[fujunfuren]

Why have you been hiding it? Why didn’t you tell anyone you had a superpower?Because I wished it would go away. The moment that took you away…It took mom away too. It’s all my fault. People should be allowed to hide their feelings.

THE ATYPICAL FAMILY (2024)

[badbuddyingifs]

"Pat carried a gun?"

[negrowhat]

Tattoo? Was it necessary to wedge yourself between Aran and Hoy? Did you have a problem with Hoy comforting Aran? You can tell me.