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rosegasly · 8 months

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for a pair who basically raced each other for the whole race they r cracking up a mighty lot in the post race show

#😭😭😭 PROTECT THEM AND THIS FRIENDSHIP HOW CUTE #also pls not alex just literally spilling all his strategy beans and telling the whole world keeping the mclaren behind in every race #coz of how slow they are on straights is their team strategy #LIKE BABY HUSH U R NOT SUPPOSED TO SAY THAT 😭❤️#i love norris and the way he jokes and seems like every damn drivers bestfriend #AAAAAAAH SO CUTE #alex albon #lando norris #formula 1 #italian gp 2023

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atlantis-just-drowned · 5 months

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I'm crying right now

So we have Eulalie, looking gently at a doll with a damaged eye and smiling sweetly, before saying those lines :

And right after, we have the look on Pluto's face, who is eternally trying to hide his injured eye behind his strand of hair :

Yes Pluto. You're pretty in your own way. *sobs*

#read this episode for the hundredth time and noticed this little detail #i'm really not joking when i say i almost started crying #my boy you're so cute so perfect so aaaaaaah <3333 #not a fan of the ship about them two because i don't like shipping him with anyone #but i feel like he needed to hear that line #like he needed it so so bad #pluto nevermore #nevermore webtoon #nevermore webcomic #whispers from atlantis

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heyhua · 2 years

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OHMYGOD

#I started smiling in this episode at some point #then never stopped #I am smiling while typing these tags too #they were both so cute throughout the episode aaaaaaah #love in the air #love in the air the series #love in the air series #thai bl #prapaisky #prapai #prapai x sky

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sincericida · 5 months

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ANDREW GARFIELD

arrives at the Fashion Awards 2023 at the Royal Albert Hall in London, England.

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meownotgood · 8 months

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AAAAAAAAA AKI CAKE!!!!!!!!!

#aababqbqbbqbqbwbwbwbbsbsbsw #soooo cuute.... I wanna cry #he sso cute.... his little face...... aaa..#he look so shy #he take a piece of the cake and feed it to you and be like say aaaaaaah #he leans in real close to wipe some frosting off your mouth with his thumb and he gets really shy afterwards #I can't get over how cute his face is #silly cute baby auuuggggg I squish him #aki <3

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cho-aaacho · 9 months

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There are only two souls in this room.

Masterlist I Archive of Our Own

Summary : You're a young professor at the university where Albert studied. He almost annoyed you for most of the time, drawing you deeper and deeper into his playful game. He loved seeing you blush in humiliation and seeing the scarlet flush on your cheeks.

But at that time, when the sun dimmed, you and Albert agreed to take shelter from the rain in the classroom. While waiting for the storm to pass. Sharing a room with him...

Rain falling to the ground creates a calming atmosphere around the world. Some people run through the streets, dancing with the raindrops as if they were fairies, and the aroma of moist soil fills their noses. It always leaves a pleasant, romantic impression.

You leaned against the classroom window and sighed. A peculiar feeling began to invade your mind, pleading for assistance in escaping these situations. It was dark and cold, like a horror movie night scenario; all you could hear were raindrops, the air conditioner in the room, and the ticking of the clock, creating a blue atmosphere.

As you turned around at the door, you noticed someone standing there with a familiar smile. He grinned pleasantly as he stood there magnificently with his charismatic aura as if something special was teasing his thoughts with its warmth.

You couldn't see him properly from this distance, but the smile that curled on his tiny, delicate lips was always something you recognized about him.

"Professor?!" He called you.

It's Albert Wesker, a bright student of yours. A golden man in his generation, one of billions of people who could make a difference in the future. He was almost like an angel that descended from heaven and made everyone kneel before him.

Albert chimed in and entered the classroom where you were teaching. The colorful aroma of lahana leaf begins to dance between your nostrils, slowly and magically dropping, the scent becoming stronger as Albert approaches.

There is no one in the classroom. No one. There are only two souls in this room. Albert and you.

You laid the glasses down and attempted to hide your fatigue from your students.

As he approached, a gleam in his eye flashed; his eyes were like watercolors, with blues and greens blending like paint on a canvas. You couldn't help but be taken in by their attractiveness. His eyes were something beyond description.

He stepped in confidently as his pride shone through. When he got closer, you could detect a faint scent of masculinity wafting towards your nose. A small smile appeared on his face, and he slicked his blond hair with a mischievous grin.

"You aren't home yet? Are you struggling with correcting an essay?”

Strands of his blond hair were still falling across his forehead, and his blue eyes were pulled to the page with a smile that curled on his gorgeous lips, making him appear more mature than he was. He scoffed and chuckled as he examined the heaps of documents on your desk and read out the titles.

"Mind if I help you, Professor?" He replied with a cheeky grin remaining on his face.

He stifled the term professor to mock you. Making you fall deeper and deeper into his playful game. He loved seeing you blush in humiliation and seeing the scarlet flush on your cheeks.

He had a mocking sneer on his face and was going to say the next line to tease his classmate. "Whoa, they'd get an F with a red pen on their essay."

You stroked your nose as you sighed. "Why would you say that, Albert?"

"Because... well, you know, Professor. No one can answer these questions; only William Birkin and I can." He remarked triumphantly, winking. "...do you know what I mean?"

You almost laughed at his joke, chuckling in his presence, but as a good professor, you aren't permitted to laugh in the presence of a failed student. It's illegal and not cool at all. You are not one of those awful professors who merely lecture for money.

Albert, along with William Birkin and Alexia Ashford, was undeniably one of the brightest students at the university. When you first taught him in class, he demonstrated to everyone how good he was at answering every question and quiz and receiving a decent mark. If there was a higher score than S++, he’d get it.

You had no idea why he was so intelligent and yet so mischievous. Beneath his lovely face belied his mischievous character. It’s extremely unfair for someone like him.

Most of the time, he offers to take you for lunch at the cafeteria, asking you to go out to karaoke with him and Morpheus. Of course, this leaves a little death glare from Morpheus and, as a bonus, a protesting voice from William in the background.

When he has your email address, he starts spamming your inbox with a hilarious message filled with this ♪⁠～⁠(⁠´⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠) emoticon. You didn't even know what that meant. Maybe it's something popular among the younger generation. He does that tentatively at first but becomes more active when you reply to his messages with a simple "Thank you."

Well, you are five years older than him. But he treated you like you were younger than him. He always did it, like it was a daily routine, and he would willingly write them in his diary, repeatedly doing that the next day.

He's cute. Too cute for someone like you to bear. Every time his eyes were drawn to your presence, he would treat you in a childish manner.

It's weird, to be honest.

Because, from what you know, he always gave another person a stern and uninterested look. Like something bad disgusted him and made him vomit in pain.

His smile… the way he looks at you is different; it’s like a sunny winter day. It’s warming the coldest part of your heart.

“I can't go home because of the rain…” You turned at the window, and Albert followed your gesture.

“Yeah, the rain is so annoying. But, who are we? We can’t control the weather.”

He sat on the table and tapped a vacant place beside him. Ordinarily, you would act uninterestedly and give him an excuse to reject that offer. But this time, you simply followed your heart and leaped to the table, sitting near him until your knees touched his.

"It's going to be a long rainy day, Professor." He said it with a sly grin. "I don't think standing under an umbrella will keep us safe, at the very least..."

He paused and leaned into your ear. "You seem to enjoy a romantic situation, hmm?”

“What?!” You mockingly chuckle. "We're not teenagers; things like that only appear in romance comic books. It's not romantic at all to stand together under an umbrella."

He draws at your eyes, and you look at his.

“How about this, Professor…”

He turned around, revealing a white earphone in his palm. You gaze at him, confused. "What do you mean, Albert?"

"I'll share some of my favorite songs, and you'll do the same! We'll wait and listen to our favorite songs until the rain stops!"

You chuckle and gently slap his shoulders. When he saw that wonderful moment of yours, he blinked twice and laughed softly.

“Why?” He inquired.

“No. I had no idea you were a fan of something like that, Albert. That's very kind of you."

He was embarrassed and moved his face away from you. “Ah… yeah.”

As he began scanning through his smartphone, he handed you the other pair of earphones. He couldn't stop smiling, his eyes beaming, and he looked more attractive under the classroom light. The way he looked at the smartphone is something you've never seen before.

He paused his scrolling, and with each click, a quiet and exquisite instrument flowed into your ear. He hummed and softly shook his head, following the instrument from the song.

Oh, this is a love song.

You scoffed and looked at his side profile while he was still listening to the song and thoroughly hypnotized by the lyrics. You're not sure if he chose that song on purpose or not, but his music taste is too sweet for someone like him.

The second track is played, and it simply has a piano and a violin instrument on it. His shoulder weakened as he leaned in softly to your shoulders, and his golden-glow hair nestled between your shoulders.

You giggled. While your fingers and his are interlaced...

"You're correct, Albert. It'll be a long, rainy day..."

He scoffed and responded sleepily. "Are you mad, Professor?"

“Why would I do something like that?" You stroked his golden hair. "You're..., yeah, I don't have time to be mad at you. However, if another professor sees us in this state, they will fire me."

“Aaaa… It’s illegal to date their students, right? So, how about if I marry you then? I’m 21 and you’re 26; there's nothing wrong with that.”

#resident evil #resident evil wesker #wesker #albert wesker #albert wesker x reader #albert wesker x you #wesker x reader #wesker x you #resident evil fluff #wesker fluff #albert wesker fluff #fanfiction #fluff x reader #resident evil x reader #resident evil x you #Wesker is so cute aaaaaaah

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rinahanaaa · 2 years

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