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To be honest, I generally don’t read much fanfic. But your one caught my attention. They all seems stereotypes but your one is so heartwarming . I am really impressed with your writing style. Keep it up! You are such a natural storyteller 💓

Hi dear!

I really appreciate your message, seeing such texts in my box makes me happy that I gave it a try and posted some chapters. It's lovely to have you here on my page 🤗

Have a nice day ❤️

Thank you so much! Hugs and Kisses for Everyone!! 🤗 ❤️🤗❤️

Make sure that you also treat yourself to some good cookies and milk 🍪🥛🍪🥛

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*hugs u*

HAPPY NATIONAL CUDDLE DAY!!!

I-

Am speechless 😭😭😭😭

And this was purely after 12 am thoughts 😭😭😭 can't believe it, you like this one shot sm 😭😭😭 makes me so happy

Tum se hi

“Jeonghan one shot”

Pairing: Yoon Jeonghan x female reader

Genre: fluff [desi setting]

Warnings: no warnings

Word count: 1.1 K

Author’s Note: I am back with another husband Jeonghan imagine, this was actually quite impulsive, and I wrote this at 1 am. I have no idea if this whole imagine made sense or not, but i hope you enjoy reading this small fluff. And i was writing while reading this song, somewhere I felt like this described how much Jeonghan loved her. AND IT’S NOT PROOFREAD

happy reading :)

I walked out of the bathroom and saw, Noor getting ready, more like wearing the red saree. Somewhere I was lost, inside her when she was fixing her saree, and her hair was done with a pretty bun, with her curtains bangs out and making her look so beautiful, as if I was smitten by her beauty. She was literally glowing.

The way her fingers were trying to fix her saree slowly; it reminded me of the day I first saw her in a saree, and she wore a red saree at that time as well. It wasn’t at our wedding, but it was at peheli rasoi. Considering we saw each other in marriage, and the look on her face, made me realize that there was some missing part in my life that I was searching for and I found it right infront of me. The way she looked at me through the flower curtain before signing and saying ‘qubool hai’ three times, was the first time I heard her voice and my heart told me how I would be hearing it for the rest of my life, how I would be waking up to this voice and ending my day with it.

I was still when she moved her hands to fix her pallu, I was still lost in her. She was trying to pin her pallu, but it wasn’t working. I walked towards her, when she looked so focused in her saree.

I held the pallu and she looked at me through the mirror, she looked taken aback, her eyes told me she didn’t expect me to be here. She was about to say something, “let me” and she nodded.

Once her pallu was pinned and she looked at the mirror, my heart almost skipped beat when our fingers touched, she was looking so breathtaking. How does she pull off to look this pretty every time. “and ho gaya yeh” (and it’s done)

“thank you”

“aapke liye kuch bhi” (anything for you) and the smile when she is flustered on her face was something that meant a lot to me. I saw her move her hands to pick up the chain, but I was fast to pick it up. How could I let her do everything when she looked so fine and pretty but mine?

I held her shoulder, and she looked so flustered when I put the chain around her neck, I could say she couldn’t say a single thing because she was very flustered. This was probably the first time I was helping her to get ready, it’s always her who gets ready even before I can admire her in the morning and sometimes I am so thankful for some events or festivals when I see her getting ready in the morning wearing saree or kurti-patiyala or sharara. I love the way she takes my breath away.

“aaj kya ho gaya, you’re helping me today?” (what happened to you today, you're helping me?) she smiled at me, I won’t lie when I say she looks the prettiest when she smiles.

“chain pehena raha hun aapko” I took a pause and told her what my heart wanted to say “Aur itni sundar jo lag rahi hain, thore hi aapko sab karne de sakta hun. Mujhe bhi thori aapki khubsurati ko niharne ka mauka den” she was flustered again. I picked her earrings which were on the dressing table, I helped her with them. Earrings just added lives to my life. If only words could help me describe how much she looked like mine.

I saw the kamarband and picked it up, she was surprised, “Yeh aap kya- I cut her off pulling her waist and then putting the kamarband around her waist. I was too focused on her.

Once I was done, it reminded me how she loved wearing payal and I would definitely want her to wear payal today, afterall she looked so beautiful and I could take my eyes off her “Stay here and give me a second” she nodded. I went to open the wardrobe where I kept the new payal I bought for her. I was waiting for the right time and I won’t get a better time than this.

I went to her and showed her the payal, she almost gasped, “Aapke liye laya tha” (bought this for you)

“Thank you” and her smile was worthless, even millions of diamonds wouldn’t be able to buy her smile, probably because her smile was worth my life.

I bent down and gestured her to keep her foot on my thigh, so that I could put the payal on her. Jab bhi woh payal pehen k chalti thi, mujhe lagta tha meri zindagi chal rahi hai aur mai apni zindagi k samne jhukne k liye bhi taiyaar hun

Once she gave me her feet and I put the payal around her, I got up and looked at her. Admiration was the first thing I could do and it felt surreal that she was mine. Then came love, and she was the perfect definition of love. It felt like my life got meaning ever since she came into my life, her presence was the reason why I was standing here and falling in love with her every second.

I was looking at her eyes and it felt like I was lost in her eyes, her eyes were telling me something with love, we don’t need words to confess or tell that we are falling in love, actions speak louder than words. “aapko payal pasand toh ai na?” she nodded and smiled, “thank you so much” I took a step closer to her and tugged her hair strands and couldn’t resist myself from saying “kitni sundar lag rahi hain aap” She looked at me and gave me a smile.

Oh my gosh. One look at her right now and I realized how much I love her, can she even tell how much I already love her?

God forbid me from falling this hard for her.

I gave her my smile subconsciously while I had her thoughts about how I fell in love with her the moment I saw her behind the flower curtains during our nikah. And how everything she does makes me fall in love with her over again

And in a blink I felt her lips on mine briefly. She ran away even before I could react, my fingers went to touch my lips where she kissed me; I was just standing there processing that she just kissed me like that and ran away even before I could kiss her back.

I ran out of the room, in the hope I would catch her before she could go downstairs, I noticed she was near the staircase and pulled her by her arm, “Where are you running away?” I leaned towards her and kissed her before she could say a single word. I pulled her closer by her waist, she couldn’t just steal my first kiss like that.

Once I let her go, I looked at her, she was way too flustered to speak a single word, so I decided to speak up “I know itni sundar hoke jaa rahi hain, par meri hi hoke wapas aana, meri jaan” and I kissed her once again.

Nothing could describe how much I love her.

reblog to send your mutuals a hug. maybe just the thought is enough to cheer them up 🥺

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It's going to be okay (VOL 1).

Hello Friends! Always remember, don't be worried about the past, don't worry about the future, and just focus on today. If today's not so great don't worry. Tomorrow's a new chance. It's going to be okay. One day everything will be okay, and if not, know that you will have better days than you're having, Know that better days are real and come to every single person. Be patient; everything is going to be alright, and we will be okay one day. 💛

@writernopal deserves all the love there is!! She's one of the most supportive writers out there, and she puts so much depth and nuance into her fictional worlds. Her characters are always on my mind, and I'm so thankful to be able to get to know the writer behind them 💕

I wholeheartedly agree. @writernopal is amazing and we all love her.

Anyone like hugs?

I DO!

𝕊𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤, 𝕤𝕙𝕖'𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕙𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖.

Sending love: ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤💝💘💓💞💖💗♥️💕🐾🐾🐾

Mocha…my dearest lil sausage of a dog…I didn’t want your last day to be today at all, but the rainbow bridge called… I’m gonna miss you you absolute sweetheart…

please help if you can and reblog 🧡

I told myself I would not do this because of the anon hate I got last time. I have a house now but that really cut into the cash I have.

Idk what else to say other than I do work now, even though I’m disabled. Yes, I write stories but I work hard and I hurt for doing it.

Anyway, here is a GoFundMe to help with moving costs. If you want me to write something for you, I will. It just might take a while.

Please be kind and understand that I hate asking for help. Do not feel obligated. I love you just the same, whether or not you can donate.

Thank you all🩵

To all my friends, *hugs* and purrs!

Have a nice weekend everyone 🐈‍⬛🖤

weh i always fuck things up, i hate myself, i always have to ruin things

sends you virtual huggies! 🥺☺️☺️

AWWWW

Virtually hugs you back 🤗💕

Y’all I’m healing with this. Come vibe in this with me 😭🙌🏼💙💜

Baby’s first time clinging

I swear you could associate the 4 phases of this song (every time the melody switches) to each panel and youd get a pretty damn good picture of how im feeling

Y’all….I’m legit sobbing right now. I’m just casually reading this on my deck outside and this post hit me so hard that I dropped my phone and started crying.

THIS is the entire message of TMNT in a nutshell. This is why I FRIGGIN adore this show, this fandom. They’re brothers your honor. Brothers.

We all have our unique gifts, but at the end of the day we’re not alone. We have all have family, whether blood or by choice. We’re NEVER alone.

Anatawa Hitorijanai

Thank you @somerandomdudelmao for showing this and doing so in a way that is heartbreakingly beautiful. I’ve never been so shook by someone’s art and story in a way that this has shattered me (in the best possible way)

Part 12!

Okay. A little insight. I originally wanted to do two separate episodes for Leo and Mikey.

And at the end of his episode, Leo would die alone in the middle of the wasteland. Dramatic, angsty, all that yeah

But then I thought about it many, many more times. Leo was essentially never alone. I used to think of him as such a... kind of... somewhat abandoned and lonely character?, because I've read so many fanfics about him traveling back in time.

But canon Leo was never completely alone. Mikey was there, Mikey was with him until the very end. Mikey and him went all the way to the inevitable defeat together.

This wasn't just Leo who lost everything. It was them. Both of them. Together.

This comic really does things to my brain.

Part 1

Colored clothes ref

Coolest fucking animation

Hugs!!💙💙

happy birthday qsmp!! As much as this year so far has been stressful and upsetting I love this project so much. But, more than that I love this community on qsmpblr I can’t believe it’s been a whole year of shenanigans on here and I can wait for more. I promise whatever happens to the server I don’t think I can abandon the community we have here. I love language day, I love the group watch we did for the streamer awards, I loved the purgatory bus trip, I loved making your favorite foods and learning about your cultures, I love each and every friendly face I’ve seen on here you are all incredible and the talent of some of you people is insane. Ok that’s all you are all amazing I’ve met so many great people here and it’s crazy to me that this server is one year old it has had such an impact on me. Much love to all happy birthday qsmpblr <3

-Rosey