#crying at this ilhsm

[fatuismooches]

I got just got a very random thought (that's what all the fluff does to my brain hehe^^) and I'm also very weak to platonic family HCs but..

I think Panta would make a decent father (for a Harbinger ig.. If that counts?). Mockinbird by Enimem lyrics perfectly describe how I see him as a father lol. I think rough childhood in poverty, plus fact he's one of harbingers will make him very reluctant abt becoming a father but reader is there to reassure him ofc^^

And exactly bc of his rough childhood he'll do everything he can to protect his child from going through the same stuff as he did. Will he spoil them? Yes, most likely. Reader will have to take role of "strict" parent bc he just can't resist their c/n's cuteness- (child's name)

But! Endless wealth also allows to invest into studying and hobbies. You want to do art? Become a sculptor? Learn more languages? Anything else? Well, you'll get it. You'll even get money management lessons from Panta himself (not that you need them that much, since thanks to Reader being more strict c/n knows not to go overboard, but let Lone have his moment, please)

I think other harbingers adore you too. He's not a big fan of you spending too much time around his co-workers, especially when some of them are insane (COUGH COUGH Dottore COUGH COUGH), but they end up loving you. Listen, I don't care what Wanderer says about Pulchinella, I stand by Papanella agenda *puts on clown mask silently*, Child is also great with children thanks to growing in a big family and I feel like La Signora is very gentle with kids too

Another random thought but imagine little c/n trying out their dad's harbinger coat-It's way to big on them but they're so cute-He snaps a few photos w/ kamera and makes a mental note to make you your own coat too

On more melancholic note, he'll never let you to get and use a delusion, no matter how much you'll plead for it, if/before you're blessed with a vision. He knows what delusion does to person's body and mind, there's no way (in any cycles of Samsara) he'll let you go through it

On more bright note, if you actually receive a vision he's delighted. For your training to wield it you'll get the best quality weapons and coaches. Whatever weapon you choose, you'll wield it amazingly, thanks to training

And on angsty note... I don't think c/n will spend all of their time in Snezhnaya... So imagine them meeting Traveler at one point, outside of their homeland. Maybe even after Signora's tragic passing. C/N battles Traveler bc he/she killed someone C/N deemed their family member! Of course C/N loses and they're ashamed and scared. What if they're not strong enough to protect their loved ones? Fatui agents will inform lord Harbinger about these events and after a good scolding for putting yourself in danger, both of c/n's parents will comfort them^^

Summing it up, I think Pantalone would make a good dad. Not the best one, of course, but no one's truly perfect

-🥀

I too believe that he would make a good father, one of the best out of the Harbingers (Childe easily takes number 1.) He knows what it’s like to struggle as a child in many aspects so he would definitely treat his kid with love and respect. And yea his biggest issue is how much he spoils his kid🥺 bro does NOT have a limit (I can just imagine you scolding him for spoiling the kid so much and he’s just like 🥺 the whole time)

Ah I love Pantalone indulging his kid on their interests and hobbies💖 He would be really supportive and want to listen about every new thing they’re learning. And the money management lessons are my favorite ;( teaching his kid what he would have liked to know when he was small. 

HLEP ME WE CAN BE CLOWNS TOGETHERRRR 😭😭 Spreading the Papanella agenda for as long as I live 🤞(Whenever I see the scary theories of him my heart squeezes😭) But yea he babysits Pantalone’s kid and quite enjoys it. If Scaramouche is still in the Fatui at this point he’s also sweet (accidentally exposing himself to his co-workers.) La Signora is definitely also good with kids, she seems very motherly to me, and she likes to entertain them with her flame moths. Childe is self-explanatory… he can do it all 😭 (Pantalone gives him a budget raise for his model work.)

AHHH HIS CHILD GETS ABSOLUTELY SWAMPED BY THE COAT 😭 I can just imagine you, him, and your child having matching coats 🥺 such a nice family + He’s HELLA OVERPROTECTIVE he tries his hardest to not let them get wrapped up in Fatui business, much less delusion stuff he absolutely refuses- he just wants them to have a happy normal childhood unlike the one he had. But when the age where he finally has to give in rolls around, he’s a great teacher. There’s no telling what could happen in this world and he just wants them to be safe ;(

Traveler having no chill as usual 😭 Ugh I can just imagine how scared Pantalone would be so scared internally… like his child is his baby he has the biggest soft spot for them and would want to kill the Traveler himself after that. He rarely gets vulnerable especially in front of his kid (he doesn’t want them to worry about him) but he gives them the biggest hug after that (you included)

[dy3rs3v3]

James and Kirk goofing off backstage, also ft. Brian Tatler, in Oslo, Norway, 2024

Pics by Ross Halfin

[frnkiebby]

have a couple of homemade gifs~🎃

[princessg3rard]

what's your opinion on the song Drugstore Perfume by Gerard Way?

this song is so close to my heart !! like this captures so well the absolute NEED to leave the small town behind and try to get a chance at life, she’s honestly a genius for making it :)

also from what I gather it’s heavily based on lynz’s experience with leaving her small town and joining msi, the song’s name was her idea too, and like that’s so romantic ?? they’re the cutest couple ever I will cry

[nerd-cat-rambles]

❗️❗️❗️

[tubelight-404]

guys does anyone else have like a half time during a sensory overload/meltdown? Like one second I'll be on my bedroom floor, everything feeling like it's stabbing me mentally and physically, then all of a sudden I just have like a full on factory reset and I'm perfectly fine. Then it just suddenly continues? Like what? Is there a bloody layover between breakdowns???

^include I, Carrion (Icarian) and Cherry wine, From Eden, Foreigners God and Son of Nyx

[moremaybank]

we love drunk chloe

first of all i fukcinf love u and second of all i miss u and third of all talk to me bc ily and imy and yes i’m reiterating bc yea 😃

[tsukkisloser]

i love this song so much it’s making me want to write a long drabble about soft, sweet boyfriend tsukishima,, would anyone want that? it reminds me of him so much I’m going to cry I want him so bad :,) i love him sm <333333333 :,)

[fcntasmas]

totally normal conversations w your best friend

[puranami]

✿ It's The Little Things - 4 ✿

A/N: I wish I knew how to write for Katakuri because he'd be right at home in this big boi edition ksdjh Rosi makes me cry ilhsm (ಥ﹏ಥ)

Summary: Little relationship things with a couple big bads, and Rosi who has never done anything wrong in his life and doesn't die, bc i said so ✿

Characters: Crocodile, Rosinante (Corazon), Doflamingo

Content: SFW, G/N reader (though Croc calls you doll... but I think he'd do that regardless,) fluff on toast ✿

(Part 1 - Luffy, Zoro, Nami, Usopp, Sanji) (Part 2 - Buggy, Shanks, Mihawk) (Part 3 - Franky, Robin, Law, Kid, Killer)

Crocodile

✿ It goes without saying, being with Crocodile means you are surrounded by luxury; he is a very materialistic man with a very specific image he has cultivated, and that extends to you. All your clothes, jewellery, any makeup, even down to your perfume and shampoo are carefully considered to make sure you compliment him perfectly. He is particular, but not unreasonable, giving you options so you can make your own decision, and he will not force something on you that you hate - can't have you walking around sulking. Really though, he values your opinion, he just sets the parameters and you chose how to meet them. In fact, if you simply went along with everything he said, giving no input of your own; he'd get very bored, very quickly.

✿ When you aren't in public, basically acting as the power couple of Alabasta (before that goes awry,) and then of the Cross Guild; he allows himself to be much softer, and generally just more human with you. Work will always be his priority, but he's not against sleeping in and having a lazy day, or part day, depending on what's going on in your lives. He'll hug you randomly, catch you in his hook if he wants your attention, and just generally manhandle you, but in the gentlest way. Crocodile also enjoys cooking with you, and is not above throwing ingredients, or flicking water at you, especially if you start it, and he will throw a tea towel in your face if he wants to. It's very endearing seeing such a powerful, and feared man being a little silly, and it's only for you.

✿ His sense of humour is as dry as he is, and either you get it and laugh along, which is nice, or you find it so painful that you can't help but groan, him laughing at your suffering instead, which is even nicer. Crocodile's laugh is basically a low rumble that you can feel reverberating in his chest, which is the nicest part of all. He always drops jokes unexpectedly, in a way where you think he's just going to comment on something, or maybe flirt with you; "You know what makes me smile, doll?" - "Could it be the fact you get to spend a quiet, relaxing day with me, hmm?" - "Facial muscles." It's either the funniest thing, or you will genuinely want to throttle him. He doesn't hold it against you if you slap him over it, the impact barely registers with this living sandbag, and he takes it as a sign that the joke was a particularly good one (in his opinion.)

Rosinante (Corazon)

✿ An absolute sweetheart, and a gentle giant. He treats you like spun glass, at least to begin with, afraid he will hurt you with either his general size and strength, or his clumsy nature. It will take time for him to relax into things, but he will; humans are naturally rather resilient, and him giving you a strong hug, or falling over himself onto you is not going to break you. It still won't stop him crying over it, especially if you end up with any bruises, but you'll hold him gently as you stroke his head, soothing him while you explain that it's alright, and that these things happen; "I got a bigger bruise from accidentally kneeing the table the other day. It's not the first time, and it won't be the last either. Everything is okay, I promise." Poor guy just loves you so much, he can't stand the thought of you being hurt in any way!

✿ He absolutely adores it when you snuggle up beside him, under his massive coat. It feels like the safest place in the world, and it's so warm - nothing bad can happen under this fortress of feathers! Rosi in general is just a cuddly guy really, holding you at every opportunity, taking your relatively small hands in his giant ones, carrying you whenever and wherever you'll allow him to; always by his chest though, so when he inevitably slips, he doesn't land on you. Being your resident tall, he prefers to pick you up to reach things as opposed to grabbing those things for you, as it means he can hug you at the same time!

✿ Rosinante is absolutely ride or die with you! Whatever your dreams and ambitions, he will do everything in his power to try and help you achieve them. The only caveat is that he will also do the same for his own mission, and sometimes that overtakes him, and he will unknowingly, and definitely unwillingly overlook you at times. He keeps you completely separate from that part of his life - because it's so dangerous, and he never wants to put you in harms way. It can be lonely when he's so focused, or not around, and that's what spurs him to attach himself to you whenever he can.

Doflamingo

✿ The fact you managed to catch his attention at all is honestly a feat in itself. He's a man who has everything (until he goes to jail,) and he always gets what he wants, no matter how he has to go about it - so there must be something that he cannot buy, threaten, or manipulate out of you, or anyone else. There is something about you personally, a fearless spirit, the right kind of sass, the patient and forgiving nature of a god, just something more; you're like a unique treasure, one that he refuses to allow in the public eye, as he is a very selfish man. He basically puts you on a pedestal, catering to every little whim or desire. At least to a point. He won't prioritise you over his machinations, and he can't be soft and tender with you on command. He'll have is moments sure, but they're on his time, and only when you are alone.

✿ He loves to loom over you, manhandle you, generally just manipulate your body, all to remind you just how small and delicate you are. The man is a predator, let's be real, and you will never forget that while you are his favourite, you are still prey in his eyes. While he likes the look of you being the small, timid thing he expects from prey, he adores your looks of defiance, refusing to cower before him. It's part of what proves that you are above everyone else, excluding himself of course, and that you are worthy of his attention. You can sass him, and tell him "No," so long as you do what he says where it matters. He won't tolerate blatant disrespect and insubordination, that's a one way ticket 6ft under. Your relationship is a delicate balance of accepting your place beneath him, but not being so beneath him that you may as well not exist.

✿ In those longed for times when it's just the two of you, he will give you whatever affection you desire, even if it's not something he can really reciprocate. He likes you happy, and his pride means he will not accept that there is something he cannot get or do for you. That's not to say he doesn't love you, he does in his own way; he's just buried that part of him deep down, so deep it may never be found. Perhaps, as time goes on however, with you being a consistent presence in his life, showing him what genuine kindness and compassion are, he may remember somewhat and be able to offer it back to you. Don't hold your breath, though, if it's happening, it's not happening fast. He's certainly a convincing actor, and his mimicked affections feel real enough.

[youunravelme]

Hey baby, happy 1000!

Your writing is always sweet and warm, happy that you are having such a well-deserved recognition! 💜

Could you grace us by writing to Anthony with the prompt “Nibbling on their partner’s lower lip as they kiss, letting their hands wander. Cupping their face in their hands to hold them their just a while longer.”?

Ily 💜

thank you thank you !! and AHHHHH thank you for choosing good ole sweet nugget anthony! (ilhsm)

thanks for the request!! it's right below! (and this request, just like the last one, got away from me yet again.)

anthony's trade still left a sour taste in your mouth. you were in no position to job hunt, and you weren't keen on up and quitting.

so you managed long distance.

for months

and god it sucked.

your schedules barely aligned to talk on facetime, and if both of you were free, one of you was too tired to talk, which ended in one of you hanging up when the conversation died down. it was hard, managing a social life when all you wanted was your boyfriend, it was even harder knowing he was trying just as much to have a good time in vancouver.

the offseason was wonderful, with anthony splitting time between new york with you and time with his family.

but when august hit, and he packed his last bag, it took everything in you to wait to cry until he left for tsa.

so when your boss came up to you a month later and suggested you could work remotely, you almost cried and hugged her.

you refrained and called mat instead.

"hey what's up? everything okay?"

you laughed into the phone, so hard you almost started crying. "my boss told me i can work remotely."

"oh," he said before his voice came back even stronger. "oh!"

"i can move to vancouver!" you were crying now, though someone might think the word "weeping" was more applicable. "no more long distance, no more falling asleep on calls."

"have you told him yet?"

you paused. "no, i think i wanna surprise him." you'd been planning it all day, they were playing the ducks this week in vancouver. and while you would've loved to wait until next week when they played the isles, you didn't think you could wait that long to see him.

so you booked your plane ticket, and mat gave you a list of suggested hotels that were safe and close to the arena.

"not that you'll need a hotel once he finds out you're in town," mat said.

mat had also pulled some strings for you by asking bo horvat to let one of his former teammates know to let you down to the locker rooms at the end of the game. he'd also sent a list of things to do in vancouver while you waited for the game to start.

which would ultimately be a waste because you ended up spending most of your time before the game pacing the floor of your hotel room. you would've paced up and down the plane aisles if you were allowed, so you settled for bouncing your leg instead.

by the time you made it to the stadium, you were like two hours early, just in time for the doors to open. initially, you thought about waiting so anthony wouldn't spot you in the small crowd, but you couldn't keep waiting and delaying the inevitable.

not when you were in the same city for the first time in months since the off season.

you walked into the arena, pulling your jersey's sleeves over your hands in a sad attempt to keep them warm. around you were others dressed similarly, many of whom were wearing your boyfriend's jersey.

it was weird, even though you'd had time to get used to him not wearing an islanders' jersey, you'd never actually been to a home canucks game where multiple people were decked out in 72s.

god you couldn't wait to see him.

your phone buzzed in your back pocket and when you pulled it out, you saw anthony's contact photo filling up your screen.

"hello?"

"hey baby," anthony started. "how're you doing? have any plans for tonight?"

you smirked to yourself. "nothing too special," you said. "just seeing a friend i haven't seen in awhile."

"is that so? how was work--" he cut himself off. "where are you right now? it's kinda loud." you could hear him typing on his phone. "wait, why can't i see your location? where are you? are you safe? do i need to call mat?"

you laughed, missing him even now that you were in opposite ends of the arena. "no baby, i'm fine. sometimes my phone just glitches out."

"if your phone keeps glitching, you need to get a new one. i don't like not knowing where you are."

"anthony--"

"i'm being dead serious, honey. i will buy you a phone if you're concerned about money, but i'm not comfortable with not having a reliable way to get up with you."

"my phone is fine."

"you just said it's glitchy." you rolled your eyes and sighed. "don't roll your eyes at me!"

you blinked. "how did you know i rolled my eyes?"

anthony's chuckle sounded through the receiver. "baby, i've been in love with you for a long time, i know you." you could fill the heat flood your body from your toes to your nose. "don't get shy on me now, honey. you know i love you."

"i know," you said. "i just like being reminded of it."

there was a commotion in the background of his phone that told you he was about to hang up.

"hey, listen i gotta go but can i call you later?"

you smiled to yourself. "i don't know, anthony, i think i'm gonna be busy later."

"too busy for me?"

"'fraid so."

he sighed. "fine, call me when you get home tonight, okay? if you don't, i'm calling mat to check on you."

"okay, baby. i love you."

"love you more."

and he hung up.

you made your way to your seat, sitting behind the front row of home bench and readying yourself with your beanie to cover your hair and face when needed. you scrolled through your social media accounts and answered some text messages, specifically from mat who was begging you to take a video of when anthony finally saw you.

before you knew it, the music started playing and boos emanated from the crowd as the ducks skated out. your gaze went back to your phone for a second to pull up the video as the canucks came out. the entire arena erupted into cheeks and celebration.

you had your phone aimed at the bench as soon as anthony came towards it. you didn't think it was possible to hide yourself behind a small cellular device, but he didn't manage to see you. for a moment, you saw him squint in your direction, but a teammate grabbed his attention before he could really hone in.

the game itself was interesting, anthony had one assist and one goal by the end of the night, with the canucks winning 5-3. at the end of the game, a security guard came over and grabbed you, offering to escort you to the locker rooms.

you stood and waited outside with the other wags, most of whom didn't recognize you initially. it wasn't until one of them mentioned knowing you from somewhere that you mentioned who you were dating. you lost track of how long you talked to them when the doors opened and the players walked out.

you stared and waited in anticipation of seeing him, knowing good and well the second you did, you wouldn't be able to control yourself.

and there he was, staring at his phone, probably texting someone back.

and you had an idea.

you immediately pulled up his contact info and hit the call button as you watched his face light up and quickly pick up the call.

"hey," he said, holding a hand to his other ear to hear you. "i thought you said you couldn't talk tonight."

"change of plans," you replied, not helping the smile that's on your face.

some of his teammates came up and clapped him on the shoulder, but he paid them no attention. quinn even tried to point towards you, but anthony waved him off.

"what're you gonna do now?"

you hummed. "i think i might take a handsome man home."

immediately, anthony's posture tensed, though you could still see the slight smirk on his face. "don't joke about that."

"oh i'm not joking. i'm just waiting for him to look up and notice me."

"how could anyone not notice you, baby?"

you shrugged, knowing he couldn't see you. "i don't know anthony, how could you not see me?"

he pulled the phone away from his ear and looked at it like it had suddenly grown legs before he looked up and around everyone, eyes scanning those around him.

before those beautiful blue eyes landed on you.

you don't think someone has ever hung up a phone call as fast as he did.

you don't think anyone has crossed a room as quickly as he did.

you don't think...

well, as soon as his lips met yours, you ceased to think.

his hands were on your cheeks, his teeth pulled on your bottom lip. you weren't sure if he cheeks were still damp from the shower or if he was crying, not that it mattered to you. being held like that was everything you didn't realize you missed.

suddenly, you were missing the moments of lazy saturdays and pancakes for breakfast.

and you had it here right now.

you'd have it forever once you packed up your old apartment.

"what're you doing here?" he breathed into your mouth, like he was too scared to pull too far away, scared that if he did, you'd be a mirage or a figment of his own imagination.

"i thought it was obvious. i'm here to see you."

he rolled his eyes but kissed you again. "i missed your smart mouth, doesn't hit the same over the phone."

you placed your hands on his chest and felt the pounding heartbeat beneath the fabric of his clothes. "i came to give you good news."

"and?"

"my boss told me i could start working remotely."

he blinked.

"meaning, i can work anywhere i want, occasionally coming into the office about once a month if that."

he blinked again before exhaling what sounded like the most heartbreaking sigh of relief. "so you can move here? be with me?"

you laughed and nodded before he pulled you into another kiss. "anthony, baby, we're in public," you said, trying to pull away.

but his arms just grabbed you by the hips and pulled you closer. "don't care," he said. "i haven't seen my girl in months, if anyone has a problem with my kissing her, then that's a them issue."

you rolled your eyes but kissed him again anyway.

"i love you," he whispered. "i'm so glad you're moving here."

"love you more."

[moriartyluver]

William moriarty x reader who had his child while he was gone and she thought he was dead then he comes back to see herrrrr oneshot ful of angst please🙏

A/N: gonna cry ilhsm

Warnings: mentions of miscarriage, misogyny, death, implied nsfw activities, hurt/comfort. NOT PROOF READ!!

Character: William James Moriarty from Moriarty the patriot x fem reader

genre: angst to fluff

Prompt: above^^

format: oneshot

William James Moriarty. The famous Lord of crime and your deceased husband. Except he wasn’t dead. He was stood right before you. In your son’s bedroom.

Earlier that day, you had visited William’s secluded grave. There was moss covering it and if you hadn’t seen the several angry letters and knives on the tombstone, it would have been an easy to miss place.

Your son was only 2 and a half years old when he finally visited his fathers grave.

It was hard for you, hard for everyone. Albert had remained locked in the tower and so Louis had nobody to comfort him. Every time you had visited him, you would always fuss over him and encourage him to eat well. He was doing a lot better off than you were.

Shortly after William supposedly died, you had realised you were pregnant. In 19th century Britain, it was only sensible for a woman like yourself to go through with having the child. The news seemed to depress you even further though. Before, moving on seemed to be the only solution but having a baby boy who could only remind you of your dead lover would most likely hold you back from ever doing so. It had almost made you want to induce a miscarriage at one of your darkest moments.

You had limited most contact with the previous members of the Lord of crime however that didn’t mean you weren’t going to tell them of such important news.

They had all written letters of congratulations back to you of course. Some more enthusiastic than others.

After you had taken your clueless son to visit the grave of the late Lord of crime, you bumped into a man whose face you could not see due to the bright light of the golden hour. (Son’s name) had ran off further down the train platform and ended up causing a stranger to drop his cane.

You had expected angry yells of “you should take care of that troublesome boy like a proper mother!” But instead he calmly apologised. Out of sheer embarrassment from the encounter, you had walked away, softly scolding your curious son who could only look at you with the brightest red eyes and a smile.

“Dada!”

Naturally, you had brushed it off as your son being excited to use the new word he had learnt today. There was no way that the man you had just encountered just so happened to be the ghost of your dead husband.

While you read your son a bed time story that night, you could hear a faint gasp at the door. Perhaps your maid had just seen a long lost family member of yours. You hadn’t cared too much.

“"He is the Napoleon of crime, Watson. He is the organizer of half that is evil and of nearly all that is undetected in this great city. He is a genius, a philosopher, an abstract thinker. He has a brain of the first order. He sits motionless, like a spider in the center of its web, but that web has a thousand radiations, and he knows well every quiver of each of them."…” you had read before being interrupted by the sound of the bedroom door being opened.

“What is it-“ you were about to call the name of your maid before your eyes landed on the tall figure of the man you once loved.

Was he not dead? Was this simply an apparition? Had you gone mad after being lonely for so long?

“W-William..?!” You managed to stutter out.

“(Name)…”

“I thought you were dead. My mind must be playing tricks on me-“ you placed a hand to your forehead, assuming you were ill.

“Dada!!” You son called from the bed.

Was this real?

You rose from your seated position by your sons small feet and walked over to the blonde man at the door. Each step felt like an eternity.

Once you had managed to reach your supposedly deceased husband, you cupped his cheeks in your soft hands, a thumb running over his eyepatch lovingly.

His scarlet eyes looked into your (eye colour) ones, millions of thoughts rushing through his mind.

“You don’t mind coming to my- our room for a moment?” You whispered, attempting to get away from your confused son. There were so many things to say and not enough time to say them.

He nodded in your palms and smiled as he brought his hand into yours, intertwining your fingers and placing a chaste kiss on the back of your hand.

You had pulled him out of your son’s room after giving the 2 year old a kiss on the cheek and a ‘goodnight’ like you had done for the past couple of year in which your husband wasn’t there for you.

“Welcome back.” You said at last. “Cute eyepatch by the way.”

“(Name).. I’m really sorry-“

“I just wish you would have told me..do you have any idea how difficult it was for you to be gone for everyone- for me..?!” You whispered so your son couldn’t hear the frustration in your voice. “I mean it really wasn’t easy! Poor (son’s name) would’ve grown up without a father and Louis had to suck everything up for you and Albert was so upset and he blamed himself then he got himself locked up in the Tower of London and everyone was so…lost…without you.”

Tears were now threatening to spill from your eyes. You were stood right in front of him, inches away from absorbing each other. A hand reached over to grab a fistful of William’s shirt.

“I really thought you were gone.”

“I really am sorry, my Angel..” William pulled you in for a hug, stroking your hair with his large hand “I really wanted to be here for you..I was so nervous coming here..I thought you might have moved on.”

“I’ll die before I move on from you, mr moriarty.” You raised your head from his chest, your sad expression shifting into a melancholy smile “I’m not mad. I don’t think I could ever get mad at that pretty face.”

The room filled with his calm chuckles, the ones you were so accustomed to hearing years prior.

“Does this mean Sherly lived too? You must tell me all about your adventures once your ready.” You watched as he place his hand on your cheek, mimicking your smile.

“I will..I think we have a lot of unfinished business to catch up on, dearest.” And with that, his lips had met yours in a heated and passionate kiss.

You shut your eyes, relishing in the moment and kissing him back. He pulled you onto his lap on the maroon sheets of your bed, playing with the zipper of your dress teasingly while you whined for him to get on with it.

That night, after your sensual moment, William had told you all about what had happened during his time in America while he held you in his bare arms. His coma, Sherlock taking care of him and Henry artrim.

Perhaps you were still upset he hadn’t told you sooner but witnessing William play with your son while they waited for your to come for breakfast, all those negative feelings had washed away.

[frnkiebby]

my heart can’t take this~🎃

[yesloulou]

Please don’t bring up “do you miss me? I asked first.” I’m gonna throw up and cry. The level of vulnerability was insane and we only got it because Mclaren had literally cracked Daniel open but then Max being himself and misunderstanding what was bing asked just saying “I do miss it, sometimes” and Daniel not looking satisfied with that answer because he wants to have impacted Max more than that and wants to be wanted by the rbr team and by Max and he doesn’t mean missing racing together, he means missing Daniel and he feels unwanted everywhere he turns and I’m really gonna throw up because max never wanted him to leave actually

the vulnerability was so insane and so beautiful that I was literally in love right then and there. like before I liked daniel like any other blorbo but after that I just knew he’s my favorite favorite ❤️‍🩹 also he was in renault at the time (months after leaving Red Bull actually) so like he just broke down and cracked open all on his own… he’s the most precious and ilhsm

[kamiversee]

idk about yall but the tattoo thing was hilarious. Especially cause I just imagine him being so excited for her to see it with a big smile on his face. He’s so “^.^” coded. But then she just breaks down crying..like i get it.. but imagine his face turning from “\ (•◡•) /“ to “（╯°□°）╯” i love him hes so silly. AND THE WAY HE JUST IMMEDIATELY STARTED PANICKING SAYING HE’LL GET IT REMOVED😭😭 it rlly was js a silly little scene and you guys are calling it a red flag🙄(same people defending gojo btw😒)

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IKR? They needa leave my bookie Choso alooooone😔 He’s so silly & cute ilhsm😩 I literally jus wanna eat him UGHHH