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[khaoray]

@asiandramanet march bingo: colour kdramawomensweek 2024: day three - style + her

Kim Hee Sun as Koo Ryeon | Tomorrow (2022)

[fog-n-dance]

Well I just finished the Republic Commando book serie and I have but one thing to say :

I have so many thoughts, none of them that I am capable to formulate right now because I need to cry it all out first

So I guess I’ll see you in a couple of days

[osamusbigtits]

suna likes to steal osamu's soft, hand-knit sweaters. he knows a majority of them are made by osamu's mom and he loves that they always smell like a home-cooked meal and his favorite person in the whole world.

[upperranktwo]

✰Kaigaku & Zenitsu - Breath of Thunder Trainees✰

[joshuaalbert]

sisko telling jake that ezri is too old for him is so funny bc like. where was that energy when you were cool with your 16 year old child dating a 20 year old (that you just didn’t like that she was a dabo girl and not because she was 20 and your son was 16)

[thedeathdeelers]

soft early mornings

he doesn’t remember falling asleep, but when he opens his eyes he’s greeted by the sun’s rays filtering through the mass of curls tickling his cheek and blurring his vision.

it takes him a moment to reorient himself, to realise he had fallen asleep in julie molina’s bed, and another moment to feel his heart rate pick up. so many questions and impossible thoughts pop into his head, but the second he breathes in, a familiar scent fills his lungs, grounding him almost immediately.

it snuffs out any panic he started to feel from the revelation, and helps him refocus his thoughts on the girl in his arms.

he exhales slowly, watching as his breath ruffles the curls that cross its path, leaving behind a small trail of goosebumps on the back of her neck.

he feels her shiver against him at the disturbance, the curls previously tickling his cheek shifting and moving away as she turns around in her sleep to face him. he barely has time to readjust his cramping arm before she’s facing him, burrowing her face in his neck while her fingers come up near his heart to bunch up the fabric of his t-shirt in their grasp.

he tries not to move, tries to control his breathing, but at the feel of her breath on his skin, he can’t but help the shiver that makes its way down his spine. all he wants to do in this moment is savour in the warm weight snuggling up to him and enjoy the private bubble he finds himself in - one where real life and unrequited love and possible heart ache don’t exist.

one where it’s just him and julie under the warm glow of the rising sun. one where he has the courage to tell her the truth, and have her miraculously love him back just as much as he does her.

maybe one day, but for now he’ll let himself melt into her sleeping embrace, taking in every single detail on her carefree sleeping face for as long as he can.

he’s only shaken out of his thoughts when two deep brown eyes turned golden in the sunlight flutter open, long eyelashes brushing against soft cheeks.

he holds his breath, expecting her to pull away, to break the bubble he woke up in. he gets ready to school his features, to hide any pain he might feel but instead he’s — he’s in shock.

her eyes are trained on his, a small smile curling her lips.

“hi.”

luke blinks at her a few times, his brain struggling to catch up.

“uh- uh hi. hey,” he tries to quietly clear his throat, struggling to calm his racing heartbeat.

“i’m glad you stayed. you’re definitely more comfortable than my pillow.”

and he can hear it in her voice that she’s still not fully awake, sees her eyelids start to flutter shut once more, but he can’t help the hope rising in his chest.

is this- does she want this?

“of- of course jules. i- ya.”

“mm, very articulate, boy band.”

he can feel her drifting off again, her face snuggling into his chest, her fingers holding onto him to keep him close.

“love you,” she mumbles, right before he feels her press a whisper of a kiss right over his heart.

his heart drums against his ribcage at the contact, at the words, singing to julie and only julie just like it always does.

“love you too, julie.”

he presses his face against her mass of hair, kissing the top of her head.

maybe it’s not as hopeless as he thinks it is.

maybe he’ll tell her soon.

[dracruler]

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