#Now and forever

[beargyufairy]

I will fall in love with you

Over

And over again

I don't care how

Where

Or when

No matter how long it's been

You’re mine

[citizenscreen]

Gary Cooper engrossed in “What Every Young Mother Should Know” in Henry Hathaway’s NOW AND FOREVER (1934)

[peepschili]

Obsessed with the foreshadowing in the OLNF step 1 prologue. “We’re gonna be stuck together forever” “This is gonna be a long however long it is” “I’m gonna be there for sure” what if I exploded

[mrs-monaghan]

That obvious taekooker in disguise anon going on about “Kim Jungkook” like it’s proof of anything when A: There are two other Kims in BTS and countless others in Korea and B: Married couples in Korea don’t take their spouse’s name, that’s not a thing there

I mean..... right???? So annoying. Its even funnier that they thought I wouldn't be able to figure out 🤣🤣🤣🤣 oh man. These people are really losing it. Reporting our shit like it will make Taekook real or Jikook be enlisted together any less.

The closer June comes the more they shake in their boots. Jikook are coming to shit on all their fantasies and no amount of Jimin hate is gonna make tkk the closest members.

Jikook are gonna Jikook more than ever and the vermin and their moments are gonna keep getting debunked by JK and they will continue looking like fools of the fandom they are.

I feel bad for them

Not!

BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Cry bitches!!! Cry!!!! And when you're done, CRY SOME FUCKING MORE!!!!!!!!!!!

[somethingsomethingdarksidecookie]

I think I might love Tom even more than I love Fabio 😭😭

[ohmotherwhereartthou-if]

(A stolen ask)How would the ROs react if the MC started screaming for their life, and when they came to see what’s happening, its just a bug?

Hehe, me fr.

Cassandra: Charges in with some sort of makeshift or improvised weapon only to be so unimpressed that she would debate doing nothing about the bug just to get back at MC for scaring her.

Valeria: Comes running in asking, "Hey! What's the matter- HOLY CRAP THAT THING'S HUGE! ...Uh why are you looking at me? What the hell you want me to do? Bake it cookies and pray it goes away?"

Tomás: Bull rushes in and is hella defensive at first, "What is it? Are you okay?" and then when MC points to the problem he would let out all the tension he had with a laugh. "Oh is that it? No worries vida, I got." Kills the bug with ease and waits for his rapturous applause and your loving praise for being your hero.

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Ludovica: Comes rushing all worried, then promptly joins you in all the screaming. Until one of the servants has to come in and take care of it for you both.

Aurelio: Shouts "why are you screaming?" from where ever he is in the manor at the moment, when MC screams at him to come help; he makes his way over and is very unimpressed at the reason for all the commotion. "Seriously, that's it?" he aks lazily as he grabs the bug with his bare hand with zero fucks given, holds the bug with two fingers and gives you an evil smirk; "You scared of bugs, caro mio/mia?". You best hope you can out run his long leg having ass, don't worry to much though he's only teasing and won't actually put the bug on you.

Elio: Stops what he is doing when he hears you scream, although he doesn't move right away. He stays still and completely silent as he tries to figure out without getting up what type of screaming your doing. Because yes, he has memorized them all, this time he heard you scream with the type pitch that tells him 'your scared but not in immediate danger' aka your 'I am being a sissy' scream. Thus, is why he isn't moving and is hoping you just got scared by your own shadow or something equally stupid because he really doesn't want to get up right now. His book just hit a really good spot and it would be bothersome to have to get up and- ugh. Annnnd now you're yelling for him to go and kill it. Fine. He walks up calmly and just enters the room blank face and asking, "...Where is it?". Promptly wacks it with a shoe with all the precision and mercy of a heartless killer; then promptly demands cuddles as compensation and goes back to reading his book. Wdym no cuddles? He had to actually get up from his comfortable spot in his chair and walk all this way to help you with something stupid, now you owe him comfort cuddles in return, don't be selfish.

[sydneyofalltrades]

jayvik’s ship name being… jayvik isn’t a necessarily a bad thing, but like…

homogeniuses was RIGHT THERE

[mikoriin]

new ocs i created with my boyfriend today!!

star crossed lovers, a goddess and a general, meant to be enemies but found love in each other died a great death in a great war. thousands of years pass and they are reborn as mortals who find each other in their modern life as well

just some cute ocs to draw in cute scenarios :3

the goddess is Irella and the general is Tavnar. im excited to keep drawing them :)

[cultofthewyrm]

[chippythedog]

[justcallmehappy]

“Rain”

(Step 2) Qiu Lin x gn!MC

Synopsis: Rain was always bittersweet to you. However, for Mx. Qiu Lin, it was the opposite. They find the rain calming, so why is it that Qiu and your opinions have switched today?

Word count: 1.3k

a/n: this was angstier than i meant it to be… also, i haven’t written in a bit so i’m pretty rusty. still, i hope you enjoy!

A song to listen to while reading:

Pitter patter, pitter patter.

Thump!

Your backpack drops onto the floor, utterly soaked. Of course, you are, too.

You made the mistake of not checking the weather to see if it would rain today. Since it was so sunny this morning, you simply assumed it would be nice and warm all day.

Oh, how wrong you were.

“Ugh…”

Still standing in the entryway, you peel your sweater off, scrunching your nose up at the sensation that never fails to make the hairs on your arms prickle.

Though it’s safe to say the weather isn’t the only thing that’s dampened your mood.

Tamarack caught a cold; another reason as to why you were in this predicament in the first place.

She always makes sure to check the weather.

The floorboards creak as you make your way up the stairs and into your room to get changed into something a little less soggy.

Normally you would shower, but your fingers itched to glide across the keys of your beloved piano.

Ah yes, your piano.

Qiu used to joke that you enjoyed the object’s company more than their own; that was a lie, of course.

When you moved into Golden Grove, your mother offered to sign you up for some extra curricular activities; that included piano.

Quickly, you fell in love with the instrument. It was sort of an escapism for you; a way to tell a beautiful story without having to say a word.

And so, you bound down the stairs, emitting a loud groan from creaky old things as you eagerly approach the beautiful baby grand.

A soft smile eases its way onto your lips as you stand in front of the sheek instrument. Gently, you run a finger over the shiny, black surface.

A thin layer of dust goes along with your finger as you pull away, but you pay it no mind as you turn to the strewn about pile of sheet music on top of the piano.

Shuffling through the papers, you find a song you’ve recently learned; all on your own, outside of private lessons.

You deem that its nostalgic sound is fitting for a day like today, and promptly pull out the piano bench your mother had bought from the antique store just for you.

You sit down on the familiar, worn mahogany cushion as you place the music onto the stand.

Your fingers hover over their starting positions as your eyes trace the familiar bars of music.

Then, you begin to play.

Qiu lets out a long sigh as they stare out their window, sprawled across their bed.

This is what they’ve been doing for the past fifteen minutes; just… lying there, watching the rain droplets fall.

There’s something about rainy days that’s always managed to calm Qiu’s restless mind. However, today is different.

They feel… off.

Unsettled.

Uncomfortable.

Why? Well, that’s the very same thing they’re mulling over right now.

“Tamarack’s sick; but that can’t be it…”

After all, the two aren’t friends anymore.

Qiu’s brows furrow at the thought and their mind drifts to someone they are friends with.

You.

You, still the kind and caring kid you’ve been since you first met on that fateful day a little over four years ago now.

Sometimes Qiu would feel guilty; their relationship with Tamarack surely put you in an awkward position, but you’d never shown any signs of discomfort, much less talked about it.

You’ve always managed to intercept and mediate any arguments they’ve had, though they’d be an idiot to miss the worried and tired undertones of your voice and expressions.

Of course, Tamarack never noticed.

Stupid Tamarack.

Qiu rolls over onto their back, fixing their gaze onto their off-white ceiling.

When they were little they used to beg their parents to put up little glow in the dark stars on the ceiling so it could look like they were staring at the sky as they fall asleep, but their parents refused, saying it would just wake them up more.

Qiu still didn’t understand their logic; the stars are relaxing, fake or not.

Suddenly, they sit up.

They’d reached a conclusion; they’d go over to your house. You’d know a way to entertain them, no matter how much you complained that you weren’t their jester.

Qiu’s legs swing over the side of their bed as they get up to retrieve their navy blue damp coat from the sad pile in the middle of the floor.

Zipping up their jacket, they quietly shuffle down their stairs and to where they left their shoes earlier.

Their father was busy on a meeting with a client and their mother was out on a grocery trip.

Not that they need permission to visit you.

The fluffy rim of their hood tickles them as they pull it up and open their front door.

Whoosh!

Their hood is immediately blown off and a cold, stinging sensation barrades their face.

They frown and wipe their cheeks of the relentless droplets that just pelted them.

Qiu suppresses a shiver as they once again pull up their hood, this time clutching it to their head.

A huff comes from their mouth, a white cloud of breath with it; it shouldn’t take this much effort just to see what their neighbor is doing, but it does.

That annoys them.

However, deep down, they know that you’d do the same for them if they ever called on you.

Which Qiu hasn’t. And Qiu won’t.

They trudge through the long, grueling two minute walk to your house. However, instead of going to the front door, they decide to go to the back, just to switch things up a little.

There’s already been so much change these past few months, why not sprinkle in a little more?

They groan as they realize just how much more suffering they’re putting themselves through just by that one harmless decision.

But it’d be worth it.

As they approach your back door, they’re about to knock until they hear a quiet melody from inside.

Their fist hovers over the damp, wooden door as a delicate set of notes float through the air.

The wind gently pushes Qiu’s hood down again but they pay it no mind, instead blankly staring at the door in front of them.

Their bottom lip snags between their teeth as they clench their fists.

Damn it. They really didn’t feel like getting emotional today.

Why was the melody so sad yet happy at the same time?

Before they knew it, rain drops weren’t the only thing rolling down their cheeks.

As the gentle song plays through the air, Qiu’s gaze lowers to the porch beneath them. Their previous fist, now a limp hand, rests at their side.

Now they know why they’re crying.

This song gave them a sense of familiarity; their uncertainty of their identity yet at the same time, complete security in their friendship with you.

…Friendship.

That’s all it is. At least, that’s what they keep telling themselves.

Qiu sniffles, wiping a tear.

Why can’t they just be honest with themself?

You’ve always been special to them; they knew that. But they didn’t know if it was a friend kind of special or a romantic kind of special.

“…No,”

They murmur softly.

“…Not yet.”

Your fingers rest on the keys as you play the final chord of the song, smiling quietly to yourself.

Something about this song reminds you of Qiu. You can’t quite put a finger on why, but you thought that if Qiu were a song, this would be them.

Then, out of the corner of your eye, a flash of navy blue passes by the window in a familiar shape.

Your brows furrow as your gaze shifts to the backdoor of your home. Slowly, you stand.

You make your way over to the door, gripping the handle. Gently, you pull the door open.

“…Qiu?”

However, only the heavy rainfall greets you back.

Pitter patter, pitter patter.

[yestergaze]

A publicity photo for the movie Now and Forever (1934) starring Gary Cooper, Carole Lombard and Shirley Temple.

[aylish91]

*cough* so I heard you like Pirate aus….

My good SIR!!!

...

You would be correct~

[kivrin]

[whitepoppyflower]

It was supposed to be experimental doodle for just my mc layze but it end up like that somehow ฅ⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ⁠•⁠^⁠ฅ oh well it's very cute in the end. adding tamarack and qiu is good choice layze won't be lonely. (Just using eyes and eyebrows are so cute me dying ;w;)