#Nicolas Pines

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[ichorkurt]

ficrecs masterlist ii.

welcome to my second ficrecs masterlist! find my main blog @ichorai. find my own fics here.

below the cut includes jujutsu kaisen, lord of the rings, saltburn, the halcyon, marvel, game of thrones, house of the dragon, prisoners, world on fire, dc, doctor who, scott pilgrim, succession, harry potter, the boys, interview with the vampire, and gangsta fics!

jujutsu kaisen.

jujutsu kaisen men in the world of work by @drak3n

ೃ⁀➷ naoya zenin.

only a fool for you by @mochimoshis

ೃ⁀➷ satoru gojo.

luxury & lingerie by @celestie0

ೃ⁀➷ suguru geto.

the guy i lost my virginity to is stalking me by @gorehsk

lord of the rings.

ೃ⁀➷ legolas.

watcher of wanderers by @entishramblings

saltburn.

ೃ⁀➷ michael gavey.

the golden ratio by @ewanmitchellcrumbs

midpoint by @asumofwords

mine all mine by @humanpurposes

the poetry of logical ideas by @sylasthegrim

stick it out to the end by @aemondsbabe

the halcyon.

ೃ⁀➷ billy taylor.

one more tomorrow by @tomhiddleston

marvel.

ೃ⁀➷ kurt wagner.

bamf babies by @bamfkeeper

for love, we sin the most by @larcenywrites

parents by @/bamfkeeper

untitled by @dinogoofymutated

untitled by @dreaming-tonite

untitled by @kayesfanfics

untitled by @sanguineterrain

ೃ⁀➷ logan howlett.

logan's reaction when you wear one of his shirts by @periprose

ೃ⁀➷ peter parker.

untitled by @forever-rogue

game of thrones / house of the dragon.

pregnancy headcanons by @princessbellecerise

ೃ⁀➷ gwayne hightower.

& now i'm covered in you by @swordgrace

ೃ⁀➷ jacaerys velaryon.

hunger games au by @maidragoste

lotus bloom by @hxtd

ೃ⁀➷ jaime lannister.

the best fit by @casterladyrock

war has changed by @villaingaze

prisoners.

ೃ⁀➷ david loki.

blood bond by @davidlcki

sfw alphabet by @charliehoennam

tall, dark, and handsome by @rebelliousstories

world on fire.

ೃ⁀➷ tom bennett.

best intentions by @/ewanmitchellcrumbs

rocking the boat by @ultraintrovertedgryffindor

dc.

ೃ⁀➷ adrian chase.

five times vigilante definitely does not have feelings (and one time he does) by @tropes-and-tales

helluva drug by @lysenfeu

hot venom by @jangofctts

never been kissed by @training4theapocalypse

thirsty by @/training4theapocalypse

ೃ⁀➷ bruce wayne.

clingy mornings by @kurogxrix

ೃ⁀➷ dick grayson.

sunset anew by @/sanguineterrain

doctor who.

ೃ⁀➷ eleventh doctor.

cold feet by @undiscovered-horizon

dangerous habits by @social-mockingbird

a day in by @cloginthedrain

my john by @watchoutforthefanfics

safest place in the universe by @holly-the-trash-writer

set things right by @pastanest

ticking love bomb by @/watchoutforthefanfics

scott pilgrim.

ೃ⁀➷ kim pine.

right next door by @writersbarrierblock

ೃ⁀➷ wallace wells.

untitled by @twiixr4kidz

untitled by @/twiixr4kidz

succession.

their marriage proposal by @romeulusroy

ೃ⁀➷ lukas matsson.

normal people by @the-west-meadow

ೃ⁀➷ roman roy.

baby by @richeeduvie

being roman roy's personal assistant (and his obsession) would include... by @senselessviolets

gossamer by @/romeulusroy

i'm annoying by @bowieandqueen11

movie by @eeveebitches

right where you left me by @aurorag98

smile like you mean it by @cvrnelians

this hope is trecherous by @aprilthearcher

untitled by @/richeeduvie

untitled by @/richeeduvie

untitled by @/richeeduvie

untitled by @/richeeduvie

untitled by @/richeeduvie

wedding prep by @/richeeduvie

harry potter.

ೃ⁀➷ cormac mclaggen.

finders keepers by @/training4theapocalypse

ೃ⁀➷ fred weasley.

anything by @ibbythebee

beloved, besotted, betrothed by @emeritusemeritus

the boys.

ೃ⁀➷ black noir.

i want to f**k you like an animal by @dollerinna

interview with the vampire.

dating headcanons by @tomriddleslovergirl

untitled by @steph-speaks

ೃ⁀➷ lestat de lioncourt.

gold, and gold again by @theawfuledges

gangsta.

initiation by @imperatorkhaleesi

ೃ⁀➷ nicolas brown.

untitled by @dollwrites

[gmzriver]

Ryan Gosling as the driver in "Drive" icons

like if you save or use

[ruporas]

drinking with the roadtrip buddy

[dearestgentlereaders]

“And so, on an otherwise unremarkable Friday afternoon, in the heart of Mayfair, in a quiet drawing room on Mount Street, Colin Bridgerton kissed Penelope Featherington.

And it was glorious”

~ romancing mr bridgerton

[inlovewithchrissturnn]

the gravity falls fixation goes HARD. (comes every 12 times a year)

loved this show since it came out, watching the last episode AIR for the first time. sort of forget about it, remember it, it coming in FULL swing and hitting harder than anything ever. and then it fully consumes my mind to the point it's all I talk about, all I show people, all my brain will ever focus on until I find something new.

its been 2 months of this show being on repeat. almost a month since the book of bill came out, making the whole fandom come alive once again on tiktok feeding my brain. a month since the edits of Stan and Ford came in full swing, all of us talking about how ATTRACTIVE THOSE MEN ARE.

I'm not okay, plz send help. plz make this gravity falls addiction leave💔💔💔/hj

[what-the-phoenix]

She’s in her reputation era

[hellish-cruelty]

Craving desserts.

Movies and TV shows: Marin Antoinette (2006), The Princess diaries (2001), Bridgerton (2020), Little Women (2009), Matilda (1996), Cookie (1989), The Handmaiden (2016), Julie & Julia (2009), Age of Innocence (1993), Crazy Rich Asians (2018)

[moirindeclermont]

For polinweek2024, day 3 prompt: mutual pining

I've imagined a scene in which Colin realize that in every single interaction he had with Pen, she was in love with him.

Maybe they are realizing or cuddling and Colin has the lightbulb moment and he is just stunned.

Obviously Pen notice his state and Colin blurts out "you were in love with me when we first kiss". She is like "duh" and Colin is just dumbstruck "so you asked me because you loved me". When Pen nods he is silent for a moment.

"how do you did that? " And pen is just confused at this point "doing what?"

"Act like we were just friend. After I discover my feelings for you I was a mess. I hade dreams. Multiple, wet dreams. And I couldn't function, Pen"

She tries not to laugh "I guess I was more used to it" she says caressing with her fingers the hair she can reach, then she also has a lightbulb moment. "Wait. Are you telling me that when you said you wanted to say something to me, before Debling ask me to dance, you knew already you loved me?"

They look at each other and they just start laughing so hard Pen's stomach is aching. "I can't believe this. We were so dumb" and they laugh and laugh, until they looked into each other eyes, and the energy changes. They look at each other lips, and they kiss. It's slow and sensual. There is a lot in that kiss: "I'm sorry" and "I love you" and "at least we have figured it out".

And they deepen the kiss and start to explore each other again for the second time that night, their hands going everywhere, until there is only way to release all that energy and Colin just sinks into her. It's slow and deep and they keep their eyes on each other until the pleasure is too much and they have to release it. Pen comes first, a quiet release than usual but one that feels like her heart is left open.

Luckily, it's the same for Colin. As he watches his beautiful wife, his pleasure overcomes him too. They stay like that together for a couple of breath, still connected with each other and while no one of them hears the words, sometimes they don't need them to express everything they feel: "it was always going to be you and me".

[somedayillbepeterpan]

For Bonus Polinweek Day 3 | Favourite dance + mutual pining The wedding dance | S3E7: Joining of hands

I look across the room for you. 

Countless times, countless days, countless moments. I’ve always looked for you.

Drawn to the sky in your eyes. Drawn to the shine of your dress. Drawn to the kindness of your presence. 

Drawn to the familiar ease of our banter. Drawn to the heartfelt laughter. Drawn to the brightness of your mind.

I wrote and wrote of hollow intimacy, of an incomplete picture of comfort and happiness as I float around the world, eager to discover my purpose. Eager to understand places unfamiliar and yet eager to come home to write letters about it to you.

Funny…in every city, I find myself looking for you. Looking for the familiar blue of your eyes in strangers. Looking for your smile in difference faces. Looking for your bright red hair in a crowd.

Your words kept me company. I blanketed your letters each night, much like the yellow sheets I have at home. 

Always looking for you. Always drawn to you. 

They lifted the veil and all I could see was your worried face. My trembling hands and feet would have run to you, placating your fears. 

I’m here, Pen. I’m here with you. 

I nod across the room and find my heart soar as you timidly smile, nodding in slow confidence as you walked towards me. I wonder if time stood still as I remember the night that you asked for a kiss. The night where everything changed. 

Have I told you the moment when I realised the way my heart beats for you? Why in a crowded ballroom, it’s your yellow dress that I often easily find? How in moments of our childhood and adolescence, I realised that my favourite thing was making you laugh or smile?

I look across the room for you— you who are now shining so beautifully in a bridal gown. Stunningly made only for me. And yet the ache in my heart war against the woman in front of me and the enigma that broke my heart all those years ago. 

I see you and I see her. And yet you are one person. And yet you are both wearing the same dress, the same wedding ring, the same smile that lifts and breaks my heart at the same time. 

I look across the room for you for I long for you. Always you. Like a moth drawn to a fire, I have always looked for you. 

I see you cross the room for me. I know you’re walking towards me for my heart has been calling for you fervently all this time. 

For the first time in my life, I see an unfamiliar spark in your eyes— so full of confidence, so full of fire. The girl who I knew as timid and shy has grown into a woman so bright, clever, and beautiful that I am afraid of the fire that will consume me. 

And yet, I long for you. As you open your heart, looking, asking me to join you in this dance of freedom, I lock eyes with you, held out my hand, and lead you to the centre of room.

As we start to dance, I am unable to look away from you. Feel the length of you moving in sync with me. As we both get lost in the dance, the whole world falls away and all I could see is the woman I’ve always loved and fallen in love with.

Your auburn hair, cascading down your back. Your face adorned as if Aphrodite herself stepped on earth. Your dress hugging your body so perfectly. 

You who will always bring me back to myself. You who always saw the scars in my heart. You who knew me inside and out. 

Could I give you up for the sake of protecting my heart? Of clinging to the hurt in the past? Could I keep faulting you for something that you made in your youth and naïveté? Of the circumstance of your pain and broken heart?

Could I let go of this hand who has faithfully loved me all these years? Who has accepted me just as I am even when I tricked myself in changing myself to fit in?

I’ve always longed for you. For the warm and clever person that you are. For the kind and bright person that you are.

But you are more than that. And I need to keep up. I want to keep up. 

Because how can I live this life without your light?

[kat-rose-griffith]

I guarantee most of my watch time for season 3 is from me screaming, rewinding, and rewatching the willow tree scene

[notmadebyhumanhands]

I first saw you in the beginning of autumn

And we first spoke when all the leaves had fallen.

I gazed at you from a distance all winter long

And by spring, we exchanged a few furtive glances,

timid nods and half waves of acknowledgement.

But I never knew you in summer.

Yet the color of your eyes was made for the season,

the warmth of the golden sunshine in your soft brown eyes.

I never saw you again.

Autumn will commence once more in a few days but will our paths converge this time around?

Will this be the coldest winter without the stalwart sight of you?

Will the rebirth of spring finally decide to make you mine?

Or will the heat of next year’s summer witness me without your presence?

If there is truly no lifetime where we are meant to be, may I bury all thoughts of you in between seasons.

But let this be an eternal shrine to your memory.

May you live forever in my words even though you will have long since died in my heart.

[rabbitcruiser]

Clearwater, BC (No. 3)

Clearwater is 406 metres above sea level. It is located in the North Thompson Valley in the Shuswap Highlands of the Interior Plateau. The Cariboo Mountains are located to the west and the Monashee Mountains to the east.

Clearwater is located on the Yellowhead Highway #5. Its closest major junctions are to the south (Highway 24 in Little Fort) and to the North (Yellowhead Highway #16), diverging between Prince George and Edmonton.

Source: Wikipedia

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Painting

[luv-sturno]

I AM DIPPER.

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