Tumgik
#falling inn love
haveyouseenthisromcom · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
6 notes · View notes
motion-of-love · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Falling Inn Love (2019)
4 notes · View notes
lcdrarry · 2 years
Photo
Tumblr media
7 June | LCDrarry Fic:
Englishman Extraordinaire
Prompt: "Falling Inn Love", 2019, Roger Kumble Prompted by: Meowfoy Author: Anonymous Word Count: 45,326 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: Panic attacks, unhealthy relationships (not main pairing), near-death experience, FTM trans character, vaginal sex
Notes: Huuuuge thanks to the fest mods for their insane patience with my requests for extensions. I learned that romantic comedies do not write themselves as easily as tragedies. Another heart-felt thanks to my beta L, and the cheerleading of my buddies on my usual writing server. Couldn't have done it without you guys and the sprints at 5 AM.
Summary: When Draco's life goes to shit, he gets scammed. Maybe it's for the best. Who doesn't love new beginnings?
Read it now on AO3.
Please help promote the fest by sharing your favourite submissions, so more people can enjoy all the amazing new Drarry works of LCDrarry. Thank you!
Author and artist reveals are on 15 June.
48 notes · View notes
shujubeelamoglia · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
Jeffrey Bowyer-Chapman
8 notes · View notes
forfoxessake · 2 years
Text
[80] Falling Inn Love (2019)
Directed by Roger Kumble 
 Still wondering how it was a scam to win an Inn in NZ on an online contest. Adam Demos, not even your charm is enough to make this watchable. Also, one of the most insufferable main characters I have encountered in a long time.
Tumblr media
2 notes · View notes
amontech · 1 year
Text
Falling Inn Love (2019)
Falling Inn Love (2019)
Download Free Movie Titled: Falling Inn Love (2019) – Hollywood Movie Mp4,Mkv,Avi Romance and remodeling collide when a corporate executive wins a New Zealand inn that lacks curb appeal. Amontech.com.ng is The Best Website/Platform For Bollywood And Hollywood HD Movies. We Provide Direct Download Links For Fast And Secure Downloading. Just Click On Download Button And Follow Steps To Download…
Tumblr media
View On WordPress
0 notes
creepymoonbeam · 2 years
Video
youtube
Romcoms can be great movies and I will die defending this opinion. 
0 notes
my-little-random-world · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
DR. KERRY WEAVER 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 DR. MARK GREENE | ER Season 2 Episode 18 — A Shift in the Night
46 notes · View notes
dewitty1 · 2 months
Link
Englishman Extraordinaire
BlueSundayCake  @bluesundaycake
Chapters: 13/13 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Pansy Parkinson, Parvati Patil, Padma Patil, Lavender Brown, Severus Snape, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Neville Longbottom, Astoria Greengrass, Ginny Weasley, Ron Weasley Additional Tags: Lights Camera Drarry 2022, inspired by Falling Inn Love, Slow Romance, Trans Male Character, Trans Draco Malfoy, Queer Families, Alternate Universe - Canada, Handyman Harry Potter, Strangers to Lovers, Past Astoria Greengrass/Draco Malfoy, Past Cedric Diggory/Harry Potter, Falling In Love, Slow Burn, Canadian Harry Potter, Transphobia, but only briefly, Not from main pairing, Draco Malfoy & Pansy Parkinson Friendship, Pansy Parkinson is a Good Friend, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Muggle, Explicit Sexual Content, Vaginal Sex, Riding, Minor Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Minor Lavender Brown/Parvati Patil, Not Astoria Greengrass Friendly, Not Ginny Weasley Friendly, No actual character bashing, Panic Attacks, Fire, Pet Names, Alternate Universe - Non-Magical, Lights Camera Drarry
Summary:
When Draco's life goes to shit, he gets scammed. Maybe it's for the best. Who doesn't love new beginnings?
(੭ˊ͈ ꒵ˋ͈)੭*⁺˚. * ・ 。゚☆
Excerpt:
Tea was served and a plate of tea biscuits appeared in front of Draco. It took only a sip for Draco to realise he knew this brew from somewhere else.
“Is this Mr Snape’s homemade tea?” he asked, surprised. 
Harry’s mouth did a weird thing, an expression between grimace and sheepish smile. “Actually, yeah.” He took a sip and hummed appreciatively. “We don’t really hate each other. Other people hope we do, because of my parents’ accident. They were friends, t’sais. He and my mom were best friends and it was their thing. Making tea flavours like this.” 
“Oh.” He knew things like this were hardly ever simple, but it still surprised him. Because if Harry hadn’t kept silent because of the content of Draco’s message all those days ago… what had happened? “I thought there was animosity between the two of you.”
Harry took another sip, clearly considering his response. “I think he feels very guilty. I think it makes him feel better when he thinks I hate him.” 
“Bloody hell,” Draco sighed. “Yeah, he seems the type.”
“I know…” Harry trailed off and chewed his lip before continuing. “I know you’re talking about that day I left you on read for some time. It wasn’t because of Severus.” 
“You don’t have to tell me,” Draco hurried to say, reaching out despite himself and placing a hand on Harry’s arm. “It isn’t any of my business.” 
Then Harry met his eyes, and there was an ocean of sadness in all the green there. “Thanks, Draco. But I want to tell you. It wouldn’t be fair otherwise. Not after everything you told me about yourself.” 
Draco nodded silently and squeezed his hand on Harry’s arm in encouragement. 
“It was… It was the anniversary of my partner’s death.” Harry swallowed rapidly, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and took a sip of tea. “He died three years ago. We’d been together five years. He was my first love.” He huffed and shook his head, but there was no bitterness there. “Turns out he was very sick and no one knew. One day he was fine, and the next he had barely any time left.”
Draco took a shuddering breath and a fortifying gulp of tea. “I’m so sorry.” 
“Thanks. It’s hard on those days, and his birthday. I haven’t…” Harry’s cheeks took a delightful shade of dark pink. “Not since Cedric.” 
“You haven’t… ah, seen other people?” Draco wondered what kind of fool he must be – to pine after someone like Harry. There was no chance Harry would be into someone like Draco bloody Malfoy. 
“Not really. It’s, er, a trust thing.” He cleared his throat. “Everyone treats me like I’m made out of glass, t’sais. Like if they’re rude to me, it’ll break me. It was refreshing to have a good-looking Englishman treat me like some crap under his shoe.”
Before Draco could retrieve his hand and apologise, Harry placed his own hand on top of Draco’s and ran his thumb along the delicate bones of his wrist. 
“I appreciated that.” Harry was smiling and his eyes were bright, and Draco felt absurdly drawn into them. “Because I’m not gonna break easy like that.”
Draco’s thoughts were a jumbled mess. Good god, he fancied the pants off Harry Potter. He had no time, no time at all, to craft an appropriate response, perhaps an apology, because Harry was leaning forward and he was dragging Draco toward him. 
Harry smelled like the sea breeze and like the lilac in their tea. His lips were pink and – 
“Draco, I really want to kiss you. Can I kiss you?” Harry whispered, as though it were a monumental secret. A confession too indecent for innocent ears.
Did he want Harry to kiss him? Kisses could be meaningless, they could be a promise for more but also a litmus test for compatibility, for incompatibility. Kisses could mean goodbye or this was nice. 
But damn it all, Draco wanted Harry to kiss him. 
“Yes.” 
But he didn’t wait for Harry to lean further. Instead, Draco slipped to the edge of his chair and closed the distance between their lips. There were a million reasons he shouldn’t be doing this. He wasn’t over everything Astoria had represented. He wasn’t sure if he and Harry even had a future. He wasn’t sure Harry, a gay man, was attracted to what was in Draco’s pants. He wasn’t sure of anything at all, and there were a hundred million reasons Draco shouldn’t be kissing Harry.
But those reasons evaporated to the furthest confines of his mind when their lips met. It tasted like wildflowers and sea salt. Harry’s lips weren’t chapped, but they weren’t the same kind of softness as a girl’s, as Astoria’s, were. When Harry’s tongue sought permission, Draco parted open for him like there had never been a question at all. 
Logically, Draco knew what kisses felt like. Of course he did. Of course he’d kissed other men before. But there was something about Harry that felt so real, so candid, that Draco thought he might drown in it. He wasn’t in love, not yet, but the possibility was there. It was there and it shone brightly like the sun. 
When they came up for air, Draco was relieved to find Harry just as flustered and out of breath as he was. Their tea remained forgotten in their mugs then, because Harry sucked him into another mind-blowing kiss. There was no hesitation to use tongue and teeth this time. The sounds Harry dragged out of Draco when he wrapped his tongue around Draco’s were truly pornographic. 
Before any of them could get any more carried away, Draco broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against Harry’s. 
“Wow.” His brain was too deep into a foggy bliss to provide more coherent statements.
“Yeah. Wow.” Harry chuckled, still breathless, and cupped Draco’s face. One hand slid back to run through his hair while the other simply held him close. “You’re a real good kisser.”
It was Draco’s turn to chuckle, though it came out sounding much more like a breathy little snort. “Speak for yourself.” 
❤︎⁄⁄꒰* ॢꈍ◡ꈍ ॢ꒱.*˚‧
7 notes · View notes
reneesbooks · 3 months
Text
last line tag
ok confession i suck at this game. i always want there to be context and i always post way more than i should. anyway i was tagged by my love @oh-no-another-idea and i will be posting a few more than just the last line bc it's my blog and i make the rules. meja is being sheltered after fleeing reijmor and stian catches up with her in kinesehas, a settlement of hass refugees.
“Do you know where she went?” Every syllable is clipped and furious, the kind that usually were punctuated with projectiles.
“I don’t care to tell you.”
“Why the hell—“
“Because I suspect your intentions towards her are malicious.”
Several men speak angrily at once and Meja adjusts her hold on Reijka, covering her ears better.
The other voices quiet and Stian's bites out, “She is my wife.”
“All the more reason to doubt your honor. I saw the baby in her arms. She loved an outsider more than you and now you want to take her to Bjerkja, where she'd be killed and you would be allowed to destroy her child.”
“She stole my daughter.”
Joni laughs. “Her daughter, too. Get out. This isn't the homeland, and you have no right to that woman anymore, nor her children. We will certainly not help you hunt them. Go to the harbor if you wish, ask the dock workers who has seen her. You'll have better luck asking the fish in the market when the tides will come in.”
salt and brine taglist (ask to be added <3!): @oh-no-another-idea @k--havok
tagging @kaylinalexanderbooks @lyssa-ink and @avrablake and anyone else who would like to join in <3
5 notes · View notes
todderwodders · 7 months
Text
My durge and Gortash’s relationship is like. Two horrible little best friends who put an amazing amount of trust in each other despite their positions and generally horrible personalities making it more or less impossible. They’ve known each other carnally and robbed a few supposedly unrobable places. It ain’t true but it is love.
#also my durge is a huge dnd pot head and a deeply capable monster of epic proportions#Aku is like cercei Lannister motivated by love to even more psychotic extents who also thinks hunting people is a delightful pastime#something something volo said all spawn are coins landing on their sides#he swings from being totally okay#even happy#with his occupation as anti christ#only to fall into short lived but deeply tumultuous periods of meloncholy or breaks INTO reality#where he may not regret his choices but he does regret bhaal and knowing he will never see an end to being father dears perpetual servant#no escape no life beyond this tiny little existence he didn’t get a choice in#he fully slides up to my quasi immortal tav multiple times#still brain damaged#and is like the things I could do to your body over and over and over again baby…#tomoko voice are you flirting with me or threatening me?#Aku voice oh baby it’s a prommy#anyhow durge is a funny tyrannical god complexer who says shit like ‘you approached the blunt with a heavy karmic debt’ after eating#an inn keepers face off and doing some very suggestive tongue stuff before he sucked out his eyeballs like other people suck out gogurt#has had like twenty kids tried to give Enver a kid (his? not? does it matter#take the honor you little worm) a kid only to be bitterly disappointed each time#would love to do some laundry and taxes#nic plays bg3#they show up to the function (post bg3 events where gortash lives) lookin real good only to go hooooow could you cheat on me like this#(they are both fucking or wooing different people now)
6 notes · View notes
locklylemybeloved · 5 months
Text
in the mood to watch a cheesy netflix romcom that has major hallmark vibes bonus points if its christmas related give me recs NOW
4 notes · View notes
spaceheelies · 1 year
Text
beloved mutuals what are your guilty pleasure comfort movies. you absolute favourite schlock that is objectively not good but you will love and watch on repeat forever.
16 notes · View notes
b-lessings · 2 years
Text
God, in Islam, is the only True Reality of which man is only a reflection. Hence, to forget God it to alienate one's self from the very source of one's being. The Qur'an says:
And be not like those who forgot God and he caused them to forget their own selves or souls. [59:19]
- The Dilemma of Muslim Psychologists.
87 notes · View notes
red-cavalier · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
Which one of you called that only other Veronica I drew a puppet? Because I've been calling that simplified style I do "puppet" style ever since.
Sniper is there, because I designed it after him.
2 notes · View notes
morituri-te-amorem · 2 years
Text
RIP Daphne Du Maurier, you would of loved Wattpad x
32 notes · View notes