#ok purr

[disneyprincemuke]

love like this * aa23

alex may be the reason your parents are separating, but he proves to you that soulmates still exist

pairings: alex albon x fem!reader

warnings: mentions of divorce

notes: the alex albon tag is waYYYY too dry and i can't keep waiting!!! so i aM TAKING MATTERS INTO MY OWN HANDS!!! also, inspired by that one scene in the office

(f1 masterlist)

alex was having a great day. he'd woken up with the sun shining brightly on the right side of the bed. to make it even better, he's on his way to spend the day with you.

he had everything planned out: he has a list of activities you could do, movies you could watch, and places to walk at in case the day dragged on too long to stay in. he has a bouquet of flowers pressed against his chest and takeout from your favourite restaurant. he's very excited to finally just lay back with you after a stressful couple of weeks.

that was until you opened the door for him. you were glaring at him like you've never before with your phone pressed up against your ear..

he's in shock when you ignore his lean for a welcoming kiss. you don't even acknowledge the flowers in his hands. you just leave the door open and turn around, walking further into your apartment.

alex walks in hesitantly, slipping off his shoes. typically, he'd leave it by the door under the shoe rack. judging by your mood, however, he neatly places it on the rack.

he loses you in the apartment so he just invites himself in to place his presents on the table.

"love?" alex calls out softly, dragging his feet against the cold tiles of your apartment. "i brought us food."

he finds you in your bedroom, just having ended your phone call. "i got your favourites from your favourite downtown. care to have a meal with me, love?"

you whirl around, now tears in your eyes. "what did you say to my dad?"

alex raises an eyebrow, lips parted in shock at your accusation. he's only met your dad once - 3 days ago after flying in. he knows they clicked because he's found himself a new texting buddy. he's even secured your father tickets to the final race this year, supposedly.

"what do you mean?" alex is careful with his tone. the last thing he wants to do is end up in a fight with you.

"that was my dad on the phone," you point to the device that's on the other side of the bed with your other hand on your hip, "he called me to say that he's filing for a divorce."

alex tilts his head. he's very empathetic, truly, but it's difficult to know what to say to you when he doesn't know what's going on. as far as he knew, he didn't have anything to do with this. "i say this in the lease oblivious way possible... but, why is it me?"

you huff, looking away as tears start to fall out of your eyes. you're very close with your parents and alex knows that. "he said he knew after our dinner that night." you wipe the tears away roughly and look back at him. "what did you say?"

"i," alex trails off at a loss for words. he's trying his best to recall the evening word per word, but nothing comes up. nothing that would warrant your father wanting a divorce from you mother. "my love... i don't know. i didn't say anything to him, i swear!"

"there has to be something." you sound defeated as you drop yourself back into your bed, arms spread out as you stare at the ceiling. "they've been together longer than i've been alive. there's no way this came out of nowhere."

but he really doesn't know what it is. "do you want me to talk to him?"

"no!" you shriek, sitting up quickly at his proposition. "you've done enough, alex! don't talk to my dad!"

he stands at your door, shoulders slumped and mouth gaping wordlessly at you. you do feel bad that you're taking it out on him. but your dad didn't elaborate further when he told you. he said he'll do it in person when he arrives at your apartment.

"i'm sorry," alex finally says. "i don't know what i could have said for this to happen... but i'm so sorry."

the doorbell echoes throughout your apartment, followed by a loud knock that's softened by your distance from the door. you sigh, shaking your head slightly as you get to your feet. "that's my dad."

"okay," alex nods, walking towards your bed. "i will stay here until you've talked. okay?"

you nod, muttering back a soft "okay".

you don't say another word as you pass him. but there's a warmth that explodes within your arm when his hand wraps itself around your elbow.

"i love you," alex says, tilting his head as he anticipates your response.

you nod weakly. "i love you."

the next 10 minutes pass by very slowly. from the comfort of your bed, alex heard nothing but silence for the first few minutes. suddenly, the apartment drowned in your sobs while you dad tries to calm you down.

it took everything in him not to come out to get you in his arms. he hates it when you're upset.

he tried not to eavesdrop on your conversation. not that you'd even spoken loud enough for him to make out words from either of you. so he settled for instagram, but even that wasn't entertaining enough to keep him occupied.

so then he moved on to tiktok, but that was too overstimulating for his head. he just wanted it all to be over and have you explain everything to him.

what kept everything moving quickly was when a notification from george came through, prompting a quick game of 8ball on message. it was entertaining: the insults from george as he slowly won.

but his eagerness to shove the win in his friend's face is quickly forgotten when he hears the front door close. the phone is thrown into your duvet and he pads towards the door.

he creaks it open, popping his head through the door. "my love."

"alex," you sigh from your door, hand still clutching onto the handle. you choke back on a sob at his name, falling to your knees.

"hey!" he runs to your aid, arms instinctively wrapping around you. he brushes his fingers through your hair as he sits back and pulls you into his lap.

your face is buried in his shirt as you continue to cry.

"i'm sorry about everything, my love," he hums, cheeks resting on the crown of your head. you clutch onto his shirt with everything you've got, still in disbelief at how everything crumbled down so quick.

your parents had always been your role model. their relationship was the clear benchmark to what you looked for your whole life. never did you think that the love of your life would be the downfall of that.

"it's," you take a deep breath and exhale shakily, "it's okay."

"is it," alex isn't sure he's ready for the answer, "really because of me?"

you nod, the tip of your nails tracing the design on his shirt. "my dad..."

"i'm really sorry. did he tell you what i said that caused all this?" alex has had his fair share of separated parents. he's been through this before, but he was fairly young when it happened.

perhaps it never gets any easier despite age.

you nod again. you lift your head and scramble slowly to untangle yourself from you. "he did tell me what happened," you whisper. you crawl to the empty spot in front of alex, mimicking his position - legs crossed and back pressed against the wall.

you reach forward to take his hands into yours. "when we went to dinner and i left for the bathroom... he told me that you told him how much you loved me... and how you feel when i walk into the room.

"the way that i make everything better, especially on days where everything just doesn't seem right. and how... i make you want to be a better version of yourself," you swallow the lump in your throat, your grip tightening around his hand that you could barely feel yours. "about how sure you are that i'm your soulmate. i guess he had never felt that way about my mum even after all these years."

alex is slightly appalled. all of those were said to your dad in confidence. none of those were supposed to get back to you, because he truly believed that it could lose meaning if you find all of that out.

but you've never been loved like this before. and truly, it felt exhilarating to know that love like this exists. and you've found it in the one person that made your heart flutter when you're together.

"are you okay?"

"i'm okay," you nod. you give his hand a final squeeze before getting to your knees. you throw your arms around him, bumping your head very lightly into the wall behind him. "thank you."

"what for?"

"for loving me the way that you do."

he tightens his arms around your waist, his face buried into your shoulder. "and thank you for showing me what love really is."

[wombtowaste]

new psychiatrist is a DILF i want him carnally

[s1tanii]

flo mili shit

[shurisbathwater]

can you do sassy Paige head cannons

On it!! 👩🏾‍💻

𝐒𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐲!𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨...

Side eyes on a daily basis. Everyone talks abt how shes a chronic eyeroller (which she 100% is)

But get into that side eye tho, the one she gave Aaliyah when she stuttered was FOULLL😭

Sighs extremely loud when something pisses her off

Or when she just wants attention

Def judges ppl w her eyes–which leads me back to my side eye point. She dont gaf shes making sure you see that glare and up and down

Says corny quotes like “keep it cute or stay on mute” 😭 or “period” and then does the thing w her hand

Orr “Is … in the room with us?”

Kk 100% influences her but she’ll never admit it ofc

Will answer your questions sarcastically.

“Is water wet?”

“Is the sky blue?”

Extremely dramatic, inhales deeply and clutches her chest in distress

When shes mad at you, she’ll either text dryly and only respond with “k” or like the message

In person she would just eyeroll or mutter stuff under her breath.

“Huh? What was that?”

Eyerolls again

[lmadsadness]

lil kitties (^_^)

¡ the image that inspired me to draw this below here !

[verxsyon]

royal au hsr. dan heng il x royalty!gn!reader.

¡ contains leaks, nothing too major dw !

dh il’s voice line about vidyadhara customs is making me ill - the vidyadhara put their hand on someone’s forehead to greet them. ik it's a greeting, but hear me out here: it's like a sign of familiarity, like you gained trust from someone such as dh il.

ok ok, so reader sneaks out of the castle when they were younger and found a wounded dragon. after the dragon was taken care of, he touched their forehead to thank them. years later, dh il saves reader from monsters at their castle but he's in his il form and reader's like "are you gonna kill me too?" and he touched their forehead and said "it's you." I'M LOSING MY SHIT BYE—

[creativesparkz]

clingy partner time :]

[synesthete-sylke]

little sleepy starboys,,,

art based off of a deleted scene from one of my fics (little bit of help, little bit of love), and a hc that starborne can only sleep when touching another starborne: an evolutionary adaptation to keep them near their family while floating in space!

bonus: scott yawns like a cat. sparklez was... not prepared.

[toxiccaves]

and they were lesbians! ⚡💜

[wulvercazz]

*Thinks about Ichigo, cold days have started, it’s his day off and he’s living his best fckn life— napping til late on a bed with a thousand covers and a bunch of super soft pillows*

*Thinks of Grimmjow coming in to be an annoying lil streetcat that yowls for attention, leaning in all close, all- ‘kurosaki- oi, kurosaki- wake up, kurosaki- fight me, kurosaki—‘ and Ichigo’s too comfortable to do more than crack open an annoyed eye and stare at the little brows set in determination, Grimm’s eyes like a cat with a string.*

*Thinks of Ichigo,,, finding that annoyingly adorable. Peeling off his covers (and trying not to shiver at the onslaught of chill air) and pulling Grimmjow in suddenly. Wrapping an arm and a leg around all the flailing wet-cat-like limbs, and doing his mightiest to purr with his hollow throat. Like Shinji taught him (even though he didn’t want to learn at all, at the time).*

*Thinks of Ichigo meeting Grimmjow’s wide eyes with lazily parted warm browns, and smiling in amusement, when the arrancar stops fighting it and his eyes start squinting like a cuddly cat’s. Only to eventually squeeze them shut and curl his head into the pillow and stretch all over, before he goes lax in Ichigo’s hold.*

*Thinks of the duet of purrs filling the room, of Grimmjow’s head so burrowed in the sheets barely his mop of blue hair can be seen, and Ichigo’s chin resting atop. Rubbing it and his jaw all over Grimm without truly understanding why, because it feels right.*

*Thinks of Yuzu and Karin barging in suddenly, talking about going out somewhere, only for them to stop suddenly when Karin sees Grimmjow and points and gestures to Yuzu who squints as hard as she can for the semi-transparent blob sleeping next to her brother to take some shape. Both smiling conspiringly at each other, and giggling to themselves as they trot back out and close the door behind them, making sure Isshin knows Ichigo’s otherwise ‘unavailable’.*

*Thinks of Ichigo waking an hour or two later, to Grimmjow’s arms wrapped around his ribs and his legs around his hips like a little monkey; flushed from the comfortable heat and hair fluffy and disheveled. Of Ichigo planting a kiss on his forehead before he can talk himself out of it and almost waking Grimm with how hard and fast his heart starts to beat.*

[junk-whunk-punk]

The corporate wants me to find the difference between these two but they are literally the same pictures.

Like where is the difference they are identical

Do YOU see any difference?

oiiiiii👹👹👹👹👹

okay so TYELPE MY KITTO and CHARLES EDWARDS (yass IM AN EEL and won't touch rop celebrbr cuz im ded at rop i wanna survive yet)

you don't see any difference and it's ok cuz:

They both are OLDSTERS HEEHEE but despite their age both keep their form and look nice, more or less.

BOTH LOOK GRUMPY ASF and actually ARE grumpy toads

And THE DIFFERENCE: Monolith Celebrimbutt fits his character PERFECTLY and RoP Celebrimbutt is like--.... heck away im done with that

Dats enough and you better say thank you for at least THAT cuz it's unfair to press on my pain spot🫵

[bromantically]

im being so serious rn why are people so obsessed with cannibalism and eating as a sexual act but terrified of taking vore seriously as more than just a joke fetish. im not even vorepilled but it just strikes me as incredibly hypocritical

[caridinafry]

did you know hedgehogs can purr

[cmescapade]

How do cats just do a thing that makes u wanna invite them over to ur house at 8pm even though u know ur 4 legged son would oppose visitation from a creature that also carries themselves with 4 legs out of jealousy

[aueua]

tail wagging in a sine wave...