#romaticism

[rosieandthemoon]

Fantaghirò, 1991

[sinnyvia]

“Romantic obsession is my first language. I live in a world of fantasies, infatuation and love poems.”

[juliaxyn]

[3t3rn4lv0id]

⛧°. ⋆𓌹*♰*𓌺⋆. °⛧

[smart-macademia]

anyone else trying to finish as many books as they can before the new year?

[vanillarosekiss]

sweet!simon | just us

warnings: none, just fluffy ♡

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“You keep looking at me like that, love,” he murmured, his voice low and gravelly, “and I won’t be responsible for what happens next.”

Your heart raced slightly as Simon crossed the room, each step deliberate, his gaze locked onto yours. His gloved hand brushed against your cheek, rough but careful, before slipping down to your waist, pulling you flush against him. He was always Simon around you, but you would sometimes see parts of Ghost peek through his rigid exterior at times.

“Simon,” you breathed, but whatever you were going to say was lost when his lips claimed yours. The world outside disappeared, leaving just the warmth of his body and the way he whispered your name like a promise between kisses to keep you company.

His hands roamed, steady but purposeful, mapping every curve like he was committing you to memory. Simon wasn’t a man of excess words, but his actions spoke volumes - the way his fingertips traced your spine, the way he pressed his forehead to yours between kisses, as though he was grounding himself in your presence. He found it difficult to push away the brutal thoughts of killing people when he wasn’t deployed, struggling to clear his mind.

“You’re the only thing that makes sense, you know that?” he murmured, his voice softer now, almost vulnerable. It was rare to hear him like this, but when he let the walls down, it was for you and only you.

You smiled, running your fingers through his short-cropped hair, feeling the tension melt from his shoulders under your touch. “I’m not going anywhere, Si,” you whispered gently. “You’ve got me. Always.”

[andulkaphoto]

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

"I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you everyday"

"... I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where once we were so close... I will love you until your face is fogged by distant memory. I will love you no matter where you go and who you see, I will love you if you don't marry me. I will love you if you marry someone else and I will love you if you never marry at all, and spend your years wishing you had married me after all. That is how I will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way."

-Lemony Snicket