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bookishintherain · 2 years ago
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☀️ At dawn, we read!! ☀️
But for real. I woke up at 4 this morning and could NOT get back to sleep.
So around 6 I gave up and started to read and subsequently finish Secretly Yours by Queen @tessabaileyisanauthor
I also started and finished Loathe to Love You by other Queen @alihazelwood
And I just. I can’t get enough 🥹 these authors write the best combination of steam, spice, and everything nice.
Only question now is, how can the rest of my day even compare?
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mellosghosts · 6 months ago
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in my heart this joke is in the movie, but unfortunately im afraid only we, hughjackmaniacs, would get it 🥀
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magpiedraws · 2 years ago
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Jon he's really trying here cut him a break
(tumblr crunched the resolution of this comic a lot rip)
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annafromuni · 1 year ago
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Beth O'Leary Is the Best Rom-Com Author
There are many things I love about The Flat Share and Beth O’Leary’s narrative style. Many things that I cannot help but laugh at (and cry at) and overall simply appreciate when it comes to good writing. Let me show you some of my favourite details. Let’s start with one very important wonderful detail – the representation of bigger bodies in romance. Now I know Tiffy isn’t described as a ‘s…
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imissmymonster · 3 months ago
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Also, what's the best book you read this year?
I'm a very curious human! Tell me! haha
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time-woods · 1 year ago
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I love your cosmic owl design like when I see him I goes "yeah the owl, that's him". Can you share some thoughts on his designing process I'd love to learn a bit
Also he gives off Garfield vibe(affectionate) for some reason
ooo!
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i did this really quickly but i hope this makes some sense- i had a ton of fun designing him and im really glad a lot of people like him ! ! i rlly wanted him to read as cosmic owl as much as i could.
i also put in some lil character traits for this version of him that i think fit
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mardyart · 1 year ago
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can you believe they invented the quote “to be loved is to be changed”
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bonedazes · 9 months ago
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pt1
pt 2 here
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giveamadeuschohisownmovie · 3 months ago
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“My Dress Up Darling” is one of the best examples of how perspective is important to character development and the story. Because if you think about it, MDUD is a love story between two protagonists. Both Marin and Gojo fulfill the role of the “average” MC and the person who is out of the MC’s league. It’s like this:
From Gojo’s POV, he’s the social outcast loser who fell hard for the gorgeous, popular, cool girl at school. He can’t fathom why this super cool girl wants to hang out with him, but he’s willing to do whatever it takes to keep their friendship going. Even though he’s crushing hard on her, he thinks he doesn’t have a chance with her, thus his focus is just to maintain their friendship.
From Marin’s POV, she’s the weird, lovable nerd who is a klutz and constantly embarrasses herself. She then falls hard for this sensitive, handsome artist who takes care of her needs (like cooking her delicious, healthy meals). The artist also agrees to make her dreams come true - cosplaying - by designing clothes for her FOR FREE, which makes her fall even harder for the artist.
This is also why I believe the story really gets going after the Shizuka arc. Once you start seeing the story more from Marin’s POV, Marin starts coming off as more of the “average” person while Gojo becomes more of the dreamboat. It’s fascinating because both perspectives work. Marin IS super cool and a klutz. Gojo IS a social outcast and a handsome, sensitive artist. It makes for a fun dynamic, especially when the story switches POVs.
Also, this helps flesh the characters out. I feel like MDUD would not be anywhere near as successful if it didn’t do the switches to Marin’s POV. If the story didn’t, then Marin would just be another manic pixie dream girl there for Gojo’s development, which would be lame. Ironically, Marin’s character becomes more lovable and interesting when the story starts letting her be more flawed, accident-prone and flustered.
Gojo’s character also becomes more lovable because making him the out-of-their-league person from Marin’s perspective feels like a natural progression. I mean…he’s a handsome artist who is an amazing cook, designs 5-star level cosplays for free, and is a subconscious smooth talker (the “beautiful” line). In any other story, he’d be the object of affection.
Anyways, I recommend My Dress Up Darling.
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akashis-waifu · 3 months ago
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Excerpt from Beyond God and Evil (Aizen Sōsuke/Female Reader)
Continuation of An Eternity of Mind Games with You
Canon-divergence set months after TBYW. Reader is the new Soul King, so is Aizen if you squint hard enough. Your name is "Hana" for plot-purposes.
Tags: Romantic comedy, fluff and angst, enemies to old married couple, banter as love language, mutual pining, immortality, so good luck with the slow burn, Aizen is a menace but your menace <3
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THAT NIGHT, in the Greater Soul King Palace, Aizen can be seen looking for you as you were not in your shared office nor in your personal quarters. He eventually finds you in the tearoom, reading a scroll while leisurely sitting on the tatami mat, near the window.
He stops himself from speaking, simply staring at you from a short distance away. You are already dressed in your usual nightwear — a white yukata so plain that it does not seem to befit a woman of your status. Nonetheless, with the gentle moonlight shining down upon your form and accentuating your regal yet serene features, the soothing breeze swaying your long, ivory strands in languid waves, the sight is incontestably ethereal — the image akin to a goddess in a painting.
Except that you are actually one. In every sense of the word.
After minutes of engrossed reading, you rise to return to the table when you finally notice Aizen standing in the doorway. He saunters towards you and stops in front of the low table, his eyes — that were previously appreciative — instantly narrowing in disdain upon sighting the poorly-written characters on the scattered papers.
“Can you, for the hundredth time, get off my case?” you groan while taking a seat.
He makes no retort and merely picks up your calligraphy brush and a blank paper, demonstrating how to write characters properly before handing the brush back to you.
“Like this. Do it again,” he commands, sounding like a stern teacher dealing with a wayward student. You repeat his strokes but the result is nowhere near satisfactory. You glance at him gingerly.
Although the displeased frown is ever-present on his face, he surprisingly does not insult you and simply sits beside you.
“Again.”
This time, he carefully guides your hand, pressing against your knuckles and fingers as he adjusts your grip. It is arguably an intimate gesture yet both of you pay it no mind, your entire focus on your calligraphy.
Strange enough, when he moves your hand along with his, you are able to write beautiful characters. But when left alone, your penmanship is almost comparable to that of a toddler. Hence, it is probably no exaggeration to claim that your innate inability to write legibly remains to be one of the greatest mysteries in the Three Realms.
Aizen observes your crestfallen expression. A mischievous idea suddenly crosses his mind, causing a smirk to spread across his face.
“Shall we make this more interesting? Every time you fail to write correctly, you will have to do one thing I want.”
You regard him with an look that screams you find his suggestion idiotic. “You must be out of your mind if you think I will ever agree to that.”
He leans closer to you, his grin widening in taunt. “Why? Do you have zero confidence in your own writing skills?”
“Your obvious provocation won't work on me.”
Aizen simply stares at you for a moment before leaning back with feigned nonchalance. “Shame. And here I was thinking of treating you to your favorite restaurant for the next decade should you win.”
Your ears instantly perk up at his offer. “Really?”
He barely stops himself from laughing derisively at your piqued interest. The way you fell for such an obvious bait, like a child who has been promised a treat, was downright pitiful.
“Do you accept the challe—?”
“Wait a minute,” you interject with a hand raised. “But your money technically comes from the Soul King Palace.”
“Which is my palace,” he argues with arms crossed over his chest. “Your point is?”
“It actually belongs to me but since I’m feeling particularly generous right now, I will share it with you,” you start rambling to buy yourself more time to consider his offer. “Anyway, your money is my money. Even if you say that you’ll treat me—”
“Hana. Do you want the unagi or not?”
Your mouth instantly shuts at his question and the way he called your name, sternly but also in a familiar manner. After a long moment of silent contemplation, you surrender with a sigh.
“Fine, but make it a millennium.”
He raises an eyebrow at your bold haggling. “Five decades.”
“Millennium.”
“A century.”
“A millennium, Aizen,” you declare with finality. “I refuse to play your game unless you agree.”
“Alright,” he relents. “I’ll treat you for the next one thousand years if you win.”
However, unbeknownst to you, the game is but a scheme, as per usual, to make you spend more time with him in the next decade — which you unknowingly extended to a millennium. Aizen smiles to himself, beyond pleased to witness you digging your own grave.
“Then, let the challenge begin.”
After handing you the brush and paper, he gives you the first character to write. You have never been so focused in your life as you are determined to win at all costs. However—
“Huh?” you mutter in disbelief as you stare at your own disastrous handwriting.
Aizen smirks, having seen your failure coming from a mile away. He already has an order in mind but feigns uncertainty to prolong your agony. His index finger drums the table, pretending to be deep in thought. “Hmm, shame. What should I make you do now?”
You watch him with narrowed eyes, already well-acquainted with his antics. “Stop beating around the bush and say it already.”
“How about this?” he deliberately pauses for dramatic effect. “I want you to say ‘All hail Lord Aizen, the new Soul King of the Three Realms’ ten times.”
A deafening silence falls upon the room as you meet his taunting gaze with a bemused expression. When he shows no indication of changing his command, you unwillingly surrender but not without a catch.
“All hail Lord Aizen, the self-proclaimed new Soul King of the Three Realms,” you deadpan.
Obviously, Aizen is far from impressed. “If you refuse to adhere to the terms, you will not get that unagi even if you win.”
With your beloved meal held hostage, you grit your teeth in annoyance and reluctantly heed his order. The grimace on your face worsens as you watch his shit-eating grin widen with every repetition you make, his head nodding with purposeful slowness to further grate your nerves.
Once you’re finished, he praises you with a sarcastic applause. “Well done, Hana. I never knew you appreciated me that much.”
You hiss under your breath and impatiently pick up the brush, glaring down at the empty paper, determined to win the next challenge. However—
As Aizen has predicted, you still fail at your second attempt. And miserably at that.
Slamming your hands down onto the table, you stare at the paper with profound disbelief, eyeing the barely decipherable scribbles as if wanting to wipe them from existence. How is it even possible to be that bad at something that was supposedly easy to do?
At the realization that you lost to him again, you look down, refusing to meet his gaze due to humiliation.
Aizen only sighs before shaking his head in mock disappointment. “I’m starting to think that you’re losing on purpose so I can get to order you around.”
“Please shut your mouth and just get on with it,” you beseech almost pathetically.
Thus, without further ado, he declares:
“You have to sit in my lap for the rest of your calligraphy practice.”
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gay-strawberry · 2 months ago
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everyone saying venom 3 was bad and im here looking around like.....did-did you think the first two were good ??????????
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ivvmell · 2 months ago
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i need tag platonic slowburn on ao3 so hard i would kill myself to get this popular
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lucienarcheron · 9 months ago
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idk why people call Emily Henry’s books romcoms. They most certainly are not. Ain’t no comedy when those books hit in you in the mf gut 😂
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miaoqing · 1 month ago
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if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more is soooo shen yuan core actually. like the only reason he isn't more open about his love for binghe is because there is simply too much of it to try to put into words and if that isn't peak romance then i don't know what is
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satellites-halo · 4 months ago
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decided to sketch out Nadia in more detail and work on the colors for her, thanks to @saszor for the tutorials on how to draw a person with downs syndrome ^_^
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scifrey · 11 months ago
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NINE-TENTHS
Oh my gosh, the book is now officially out! This is the first original novel I've published since 2018 and I am very excited and very nervous to share it.
☕♥️🐉
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➡️ You can read it here. ⬅️
Chapters drop Wednesdays and Saturdays, and if you're worried, the story is already finished and fully uploaded. This is not a WIP that I will abandon later--it's totally complete.
About the book:
Twenty-four is one year too young for a quarter-life crisis, but hey, Colin's always been an overachiever. He's got a degree in Sustainable Tourism, which his family says he's wasting as a barista, an annoying anxiety disorder, and no freaking idea what to do with his life. The only thing going his way is the cute coffee shop regular, a homo draconis named Dav (who, in his humanshape, is a total hottie.) Still, it'd be easier if Dav didn't have a habit of accidentally setting things on fire when he's startled. Like the café kitchen.
When Dav breaks draconic taboo and volunteers as a replacement bean-roaster to apologize for the inferno meet-ugly, sparks really fly. Everything's finally happening for Colin, until he learns that hooking up with Dav means that under dragon law, Colin is absorbed into Dav's hoard.
Possession may be nine-tenths of the law, but becoming his boyfriend's property does not make this whole identity crisis thing easier. Especially now that Colin must navigate politics, paparazzi, and legal questions about his personhood. Colin's still angling for his Happily Ever After, but the growing scrutiny on his relationship with Dav threatens their budding romance. And if he's not careful, Colin's fight for agency may just destroy symbiotic human/dragon relationships worldwide.
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Beautiful cover art by @seancefemme
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