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kr-yoongi · 8 months
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In my Colin Morgan era <3
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lovelyskirts · 8 months
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chalamet-chalamet · 6 months
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Director: Can we settle? We’re just getting the last lines right here and we’re ending.
Scorsese: Hey, you guys settled or what? It can’t be that bad. He’s good looking. What are you talking about?
Chalamet: Is that one on me or no?
Scorsese: He’s a big deal, this kid.
Chalamet: We’ll take two. Let’s see how sincere this is. Thanks again for chatting about your work.
Scorsese: Well, thank you. Thank you Timothée. I guess I’ll see you later, right?
Chalamet: I’ll see you tonight. We’ll celebrate this.
Scorsese: Teriffic.
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luimagines · 11 months
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Hi! I can’t sleep (I’m writing this in bed at midnight) and I forgot to request proposal headcannons while requests were open. So now I’m inflicting you with my own headcannon about how Twilight would propose. Woe be upon ye. This one is an earnest attempt on your life (consider my last story to be a half-hearted try with a foam knife). Warning: long ask.
The rancher had been incredibly nervous about this for a really, really long time. He’s done a remarkably good job at hiding it from you (for a Link, that is). You’d assumed he’d been stressed with the upcoming harvest since that was the most logical conclusion you could come to given the available information. Given that, you decided to try and ease his stress some by pilfering his pumpkin soup recipe and then asking him to help you make it — activities are always more fun together, after all.
He complies because he can never deny you anything that’s in his power to give. That and he really enjoys cooking with you. It’s domestic and sweet and it gives him butterflies — which ultimately only serves to make his upcoming proposal all the scarier. On the one hand, he could have this domesticity every day and hold you while you both sleep every night. But on the other… what if you say no and things become awkward?? What if you end up breaking up with him??? It’s hard to stay present and not spiral into worst-case scenarios as he gets a small taste of what could be.
You, sensing he’s becoming stressed, come up and hug him from behind while he’s stirring the soup. He inhales sharply as you lay your cheek against his back, but he melts into your touch. His panicked thoughts quiet instantly — you’ve always had that effect on him. “What’s wrong, my love?” You ask, concerned. His drawl is a little thicker than normal and his voice is warm. You might not be able to see his face from your position, but you can actually hear the small smile and soft look that have spread over his features, “it’s nothin’ to trouble yourself with, darlin’. I’m alright now. I jus’ needed a hug and didn’t realize it is all.”
You hum, not entirely convinced but recognizing the half-truth for what it is. You’ve quietes whatever thoughts are plaguing him, but there’s obviously something. He’s not the type to get this stressed out over “nothing.” He evidently doesn’t want to talk about it for some reason though.
“There’s a difference between ‘it’s nothing’ and ‘I don’t want to talk about it.’ The latter is always an acceptable answer, but I rather you tell me that. I won’t force you to tell me what’s bothering you, but I want you to know you can come to me with anything.” You say as your grip around his waist tightens (and as you have to force yourself to think of anything but how muscular his back is and the fact that you can feel his abs under your hands).
If there was any tension left in his body at all, it deflates all at once as you speak. “Trus’ me, I know. And I appreciate that more than you know, darlin’. But I meant it. It was a silly thing to be worried about, all things considered, I’m all righ’ now. Thank you.” He keeps stirring the soup with one hand, but one large hand comes to rest overtop where your own have wrapped themselves around his middle, his thumb caressing your skin. He’s told you the truth, he really isn’t worried anymore. He knows the life he can give you is a simple one, but it’s one full of love and happiness. There’s something about the way you hold him, the tenderness of the embrace, that makes him realize that everything’s gonna be okay in the end.
He‘s no longer afraid you’ll say no. Not necessarily because you couldn’t do better (he’s quite convinced you could if you wanted to, no matter now frequently you tell him otherwise), but because you love him. Completely, with every fiber of your being; just as much as he loves you. He allows himself to believe that you would choose him just as many times over as he would choose you.
When the soup finishes cooking, the pair of you eat dinner together. You spend an hour and a half just talking and laughing and enjoying each other’s company. When the meal ends and you’ve both put your dishes away, he takes your hand in his and asks if you’ll go on a walk with him. You accept readily.
He leads you through a winding path that leads out into one of the wheat fields, the pair of you continuing your conversation the whole way. Eventually, you reach the edge of the field. There’s a small clearing and a crystal clear water running through the tall golden stems, the sunset just over the horizon.
He looks at you with an undeniable warmth in his eyes and expression, but there’s also a serious look on his face. Sensing he needs to tell you something important, you quiet your laughter. Much to your surprise, he grabs his sword off his waist and lays it down on the dirt beneath you two. He kneels down on his right knee. His left fist is planted in the dirt and his right rests over his heart.
“Darlin’, words can’t even begin to express how much you mean to me. Yer the light of ma life and the reason I get up every mornin’. If ‘m being honest, I can’t imagine ma life without you in it. What I want more’n anything in this world is to wake up with you in ma arms every mornin’, and to make dinner with you every evening like we did t’day.” He’s starting to tear up now as he looks up at you. “Would you do me the honor of marryin’ me?”
You can’t seem to find your voice. At some point while he was talking your hands came up to cover your mouth as you start to cry a little. You nod and that’s all he needs. The next thing you know, he’s shot to his feet and has wrapped you up in a warm embrace. You pull him down for a kiss and he complies happily. You can feel within the action just how much he loves you and how happy you’ve made him today.
When you pull away he has a biggest goofiest grin on his fact that you’ve ever seen. He slips a small box out of his pocket and produces a gorgeous, albeit simple ring (that explains where the extra money he’s been putting away lately went). Gingerly, he takes your left hand in his free one and ever so gently slides the ring onto your finger. Right where it belongs. You’re his, and he’s yours, and now everyone will be able to see it. It’ll be legally true soon enough.
Man, he really can’t wait until your beautiful face is the first thing he sees every morning. Bedhead and all.
- glitter ✨
THIS IS AN ATTEMPT ON MY LIFE!!!
I'M TAKING YOU ALL DOWN WITH ME!!!!!
Thank you, Glitter. I love this. This was so sweet. <3
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shatterspin · 4 days
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dogsofsorrow · 5 months
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my morning
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redshoes-blues · 5 months
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Anytime that Murray Gold piano track comes in at the end of the episode you know you’re in for some tears
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darrellmore · 23 days
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Megan Fisher
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staticsnowfall · 11 days
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a visit to the metropolitan museum of art, new york city
1: boiserie from the hôtel lauzun, ca. 1770
2: various 17th century spanish glasswares
3: the rehearsal of the ballet onstage, edgar degas, ca. 1874
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ssaraexposs · 21 days
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"HE IS CRAZY, BUT HE'S MINE"
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stardustshimmer · 4 months
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I drew Geno as a mermaid. Thoughts?
I LOVE mermaids! That’s so cute!!!
Thank you for sharing <3
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lovelyskirts · 7 months
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I LOVE THIS ONE SO MUCH AS SHE’S SO LOVELY, BEAUTIFUL, GORGEOUS, HEAVENLY, SMART, ELEGANT, HANDSOME, AND PRETTY IN PINK!!! 💕💕💕 This is so lovely, pretty, gorgeous, elegant, heavenly, smart, and beautiful!!! 💕💕💕 I LOVE THIS ONE SO MUCH!!! 💕💕💕 She’s looking SO LOVELY, BEAUTIFUL, ELEGANT, HEAVENLY, SMART, GORGEOUS, AND PRETTY IN PINK!!!! 💕💕💕 She’s wearing a very lovely, pretty, beautiful, gorgeous, heavenly, smart, elegant, and handsome pink accordion pleated skirt with very lovely and pretty pockets 💕💕💕 a very lovely and pretty buttoned pink floral blouse 💕💕💕lovely dress shoes, very lovely updo 💕💕💕 and very lovely and pretty Mary Kay makeup. 💕💕💕 The flowers surrounding her make the look so lovely and pretty. 💕💕💕 She would pair this with a very lovely and pretty pink clutch, pocketbook, and makeup bag, making the look very, very lovely and pretty. 💕💕💕 She would wear this every year on Valentine’s Day, as she loves the color pink and she loves floral outfits and would pair this with a very lovely pink clutch, pocketbook, and lovely pink makeup bag by Mary Kay along with very lovely pink and red flowers, making this look so lovely, pretty, beautiful, elegant, and smart. 💕💕💕 She’s looking so lovely, beautiful, elegant, gorgeous, heavenly, smart, and pretty in pink and I love this so much!!! 💕💕💕
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fruitmans · 6 months
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My grandma came by today 🥰
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mthepagan · 3 days
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Cats
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marsosims · 1 year
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maybe im just face blind but i don't see the face bug at all 😭😭😭( at least not with my sims )
still stay safe out there yall!
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mikimeiko · 1 year
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Ninjababy | Dir. Yngvild Sve Flikke (2021)
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