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[emotionalwhump]

Tom Glynn-Carney in House of the Dragon (p. 1/2) Season 2, Episode 6

[escespace]

To whoever first wrote that Merlin is only clumsy because he has to make a conscious effort and always invest a lot of energy to not allowing his magic to be instinctive : Thank you! That concept always lives in my mind for free

[schibi12]

Ok but seeing Meleys slowly die and seeing the light of her eyes go off made me so sad

And Sunfyre's screams of anguish

The dragons are getting me emotional people

[loversmore]

“Since I went blind, I’ve been thinking about how to reduce the challenges of disability. Using money? Aid? Laws? That’s why I joined a private organization dedicated to enhancing human rights.”

PLUTO THE SERIES, episode 02

[inafieldofdaisies]

The Decameron (2024) | Season 1, Episodes 6 and 8 Parallels | Lou Gala as Neifile and Karan Gill as Panfilo

“I can't seem to die without you.”

[liltaireissocute]

[evarelis]

[a-secret-land]

Shadow and Bone | s1e8 | "No Mourners"

[cull3nblaze]

Friends moments that ALWAYS make me laugh 😆

[kkrusteva]

I love the House M.D fandom, Chase killed a dictator and y'all think the moral dilemma here is about kissing a dying 9-year-old girl in a absolutely non-sexual way.

[missfisherandjack]

Jack: “Miss Fisher?”

Phryne: “There was an enormous tarantula.”

Jack: “You, uh… you shot a spider?”

Phryne: “No. I missed. It went that way.”

Miss Fisher And The Crypt Of Tears (2020) ↳ dir. Tony Tilse

[emotionalwhump]

Tom Glynn-Carney in House of the Dragon (p. 2/2) Season 2, Episode 6

[escespace]

Leon: My king, I didn't think you would participate in today's tournament.

Arthur: I changed my mind

Leon: Didn't you say that you was to remain in the balcony to accompany the visiting Lords?

Arthur: It's a matter of honor!

Gwaine:...

Gwaine: Merlin said Lance would win

Leon: Aaaahhhhh...

[trulyumai]

diverting your attention

pairing: carmy / reader

synopsis: bored, you show up to the restaurant, hoping to see your boyfriend and his infamous French fries that he only made for you.

warnings: cussing, light shoving. fluff mostly!

enjoy!

jesus, the restaurant was busy. a line ran out the door, swerved to the right and took up most of the sidewalk with customers waiting for their chance at the food.

carmy couldn’t blame them. he’s been on top of things— his team has been on top of things, listening, working together finally after what seemed like years of bickering and useless nonsense.

his hands moved fast. chopping meat there, seasoning and mashing over here.

there was no end, everyone had their station—their place.

“cus, your girls here!” richies voice boomed past him as carmy worked diligently to scrape away at the newfound mission to potatoes.

“uh huh,” not hearing him, but giving an answer he sliced the remainder of the vegetable before wiping his hands clean; always ready for a new task.

“Did you even fucking here me you dimwit?” A scowl remained on Richie’s face as he side eyed the white shirted man.

Another mumble left the cook and that was all Richie’s temper could take.

With a hard shove to the back, carmys attention was finally diverted. Turning back, the chef violently put his hand up from the startling touch.

“What the fuck, man?!”

“I. Said. Your. Girl. Is. Here.” With every pause on the intonations a poke found its way across carmys chest.

“Okay, okay. I fucking heard you.”

“No you didn’t!” Richie retaliated, moving past him to grab at the now chopped vegetable.

“And you took my fucking task you asshole.”

Carmy eyed him.

“Maybe if you weren’t so slow all the damn time.”

A high pitched version of carmys words came out as an argument, only making the man roll his eyes in such a childish play.

Rubbing his hands dry once more carmy moved towards the front of the kitchen.

And sure enough, there you sat.

all pretty and perfect and— did he say pretty?

sweating from a newfound nervousness carmy itched at his neck, a bad habit that he couldn’t seem to scrape away, no matter the amount of threats and glares you sent his way.

“hey pretty girl,” carmy stood just above you, next to your seated booth, more to the side and cut off from the rest of the avid enjoyers.

“bear!” you smiled, already opening your arms for a tight embrace.

he always smelled so good. musky, heavy. it was the manliest scent you’ve ever had the opportunity of smelling. yet there was always something sweeter there— cinnamon? no, cherries? possibly—

“baby?” warm fingers found their way under your chin, instantly bringing you back to the busy food chain your surrounded in.

“mmh, sorry hunny what was that?”

��i said I’ll be a little late tonight. more people showed up than i thought they would and uh, I’ll probably be pulling an all nighter.” guilt bit at the man’s tongue, already sensing your disappointment.

but you hid it well, a pretty smile lit up your face still, your hands met with his rougher one, smoothing and tending to it out of habit.

“that’s okay, i understand,” you looked past carmy to see Richie, motioning you to get the attention of the man.

noticing your distracted eyes, carmy turned his head and saw his cousin quickly motioning him over to the back.

“—I, i gotta go baby but listen,” eyes on your doe ones, he leaned in.

warm breath met with your cheeks and you couldn’t help but smile as the man bent down so close to your face.

“ill bring by those French fries you love so much,”

“with the seasoning?”

“with the seasoning.” carmy laughed

you couldn’t help but let out a little squeal, wrapping your arms around the neck of your boyfriends shirt.

“ill see you soon, okay?”

you nodded.

“okay.”

A kiss, light and soft was placed on your lips. It lasted only a second before the man waved sympathetically before turning his back to you, flipping Richie off in the process.

satisfied, you fled the scene with a hankering for a soda and heavily seasoned fries only your boyfriend could provide.

[loversmore]

“I’m happy it’s only a princess and a princess here.”

PLUTO (2024)