#i... love them...

[darthspideys]

westallen really out here stealing every scene and ripping my heart out

[beautifulics]

I love that scene in A Court of Wings and Ruin where when Lucien and Amren first interact MY HEART WAS GOING OUT OF MY CHEST.

"I see you brought home a new pet,” she said, nose wrinkling with distaste. Something like fear had entered Lucien’s eye, as if he, too, beheld the monster that lurked beneath that beautiful face. Indeed, it seemed he had heard of her already. Before I could introduce him, Lucien bowed at the waist. Deeply. Cassian let out an amused grunt, and I shot him a warning glare. Amren smiled slightly. “Already trained, I see.” Lucien slowly straightened, as if he were standing before the open maw of some great plains-cat he did not wish to startle with sudden movements. “Amren, this is Lucien... Vanserra.” Lucien stiffened. “I don’t use my family’s name.” He clarified to Amren with another incline of his head, “Lucien will do.”

[sky-scribbles]

Things that spark joy: lovestruck Sith being ready to tear the stars from the sky for each other.

[paintitrose]

🎊🎉 100 DAYS WITH THE ROSE  🎉🎊

[blindfoldxx]

Fern and Finn

[zzapzzaptasers]

[message text: wrong number babe] accountants are boring. human obsession with numbers seems excessive.

[text: (formerly?) HOLY FUCK]: ITS CODE FOR A SEX WORKER YA BEAUTIFUL DINGUS [text: (formerly?) HOLY FUCK]: in this case like an online sexy content person [text: (formerly?) HOLY FUCK]: but also same fuck numbers

[einherjcr-arch]

[ CATCH ] + reverse:     receiver catches sender’s hand instinctively out of surprise or concern, and holds it.

SHE  STILL  THINKS  THAT  AMERICA  IS  AN  AWFUL  PLACE,  but  at  least,  shang-chi  has  taught  her  to  appreciate  the  virtuous  parts  of  it.     they’ve  shared  an  evening  on  earth  this  time,  away  from  the  vastness  of  space,  and  in  the  depths  of  san  francisco:     learning  the  fun  of  karaoke,  tasting  all  the  food  that  she  could  stuff  in  her  body  and  now,  by  the  sea.     her  favorite  place.

she  gives  it  no  thoughts  before  kicking  off  her  shoes  and  running  along  the  shore,  her  smile  big  and  stuck  on  her  face.     “much  better  than  new  york,  i  must  say!”     she  shouts  from  a  distance,  gaze  fixated  in  the  night  sky  and  the  moon,  majestic  tide  maker.     she  walks  closer  to  him  again.  call  it  coincidence  or  the  universe’s  doing,  but  a  sudden  massive  wave  reaches  their  feet  and  up  to  their  ankles,  and  she  jumps  in  surprise,  grabbing  his  hand  out  of  instinct,  her  other  hand  grasping  his  jacket.

IT’S  WARMER  THAN  HERS,  she  notices  after  a  moment  of  laughter  and  muscle  tensing  with  the  touch  of  sea  water.     “and  much  more  pleasant  than  norwegian  waters.”     she  mentions,  as  if  it  would  distract  from  the  closeness.     she’s  nervous  now.     you  can  notice  it  when  she  looks  away  from  him.

@shvngchi​.     POTENTIALLY  ROMANTIC  PROMPTS.