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💗 incoming love train! I appreciate you and recognize the amazing presence you have on this site, thank you for contributing to our community! 🌷send this to all the blogs you love! Don’t forget to share the love. 💌💐🌷🌻🌺💐🌸🌹
Thank you so so much for sending this in love, I appreciate it and you so damn much❤
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Hello.
I am an 20 year old Iranian girl. Mahsa Amini, a girl who was only 2 years older than me, was beaten to death by morality police for "non-compliant hijab".
As a feminist, as a human, we the people of Iran are asking you to bring the voice of Iranian poeple to the world. They are blocking our internet access because people are protesting peacefully in cities, but they are arresting, torturing and beating young people in the streets. They've shot a 10 year old girl in the head!!! Why is the world silent?
Please, be our voice❤🇮🇷
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I love to see them in loveee🥺 Ethan just wanting to go home to his wife and spoil her is something I will never get tired of. Love them sm❤
Checking In With The Ramsey's
Book: Open Heart (Beyond) Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Genevieve McClure) Format: Text/Edits Rating: T Category: fluff Trope(s): and one of them uses social media
Summary: A quick check in with newlyweds, Ethan and Gen – and it’s date night! (follow-up to 102 Smiles ahead of the next part of the series, ‘tis the damn season)
Warnings: alludes to adult activities
A/N: I was missing smiles so I thought I’d put some edits together, just some pointless fluff.
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Love all of theseee ❤
Suggest me a bunch of overwhelming bollywood music, pls.
I can give u a whole playlist, but rn, the following:
Sajdaa (My name is Khan)
My heart is beating (Julie)
Dil Ibadat (Tum Mile)
Falak tak (Tashan)
O Re Piya (Aaja Nachle)
Do dil mil rahe hain (Pardes)
Ishq Hua (Aaja Nachle)
Inn Lamhon ke Daaman mein(Jodha Akhbar)
Zara saa(Jannat)
Kya mujhe pyaar hai()
Teri Ore (Singh is King)
Tere Naina (My name is Khan)
Tum ho (Rockstar)
Piya O Re Piya (Tere Naal Love ho Gya)
Suraj Hua Maddham (Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham)
Tum Se Hi (Jab we Met)
Omy! Just their names sway away my heart. Current situation of bollywood is as good as shit. Except for a bunch of good lyricals, all the others are pathetic.
*Disappointment* /;
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monsoonblooms12 · 2 years
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manamee hi!!! first of all i miss you so much i really hope you’re doing well ❤️
second of all this is SO random but my mom was watching a tv show & the main villian in it is jennifer winget aka loml pooja <333 anyways she’s absolutely PSYCHOTIC in that show she literally kills her own dad, paralyzes her own mom, kills her mother in law, stalks like 100 people, fakes her own death (you know….. typical indian tv show dramas 💀) — like i literally said what the fuck like 10 times when we were talking HSJSKS anyways and then i was like YEAH my girl pooja would never ever ever ever but it was fucking hilarious so i thought i’d share <3
Omg Mal hiiii! I missed you sm, thank you for dropping in here <3 Also, I am doing great, how are youuu?
And OMG Indian serials are really something. They can never really get enough of causing mayhem lol, if they could they would probably make all of this 10 times worse lmao.
Anyways, thank you so so much once again for sharing it, the hilarity of Indian serials is something that will never not make me laugh.
Love youu❤
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Dr Rafael Aveiro I Open Heart
Part 4/? : Character Poster Series
Resources: Colouring
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monsoonblooms12 · 2 years
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Hello lovely people 💕 How's everyone doing? I know, it's been really long since the last time I was active on here. I am fine, just stressed about all the exams that I have in the upcoming three months. By the time this reaches you, my 18th birthday would have officially begun here, in India. And on this occasion of becoming like an official adult, I wanted to take a moment to express my gratitude.
It's been nearly two years now, since I became a part of this fandom. This crazy, beautiful corner of the internet, which has given me more than I could ever have wanted. Adorable friends, stories to remember till the end of times, heartfelt support and so so much more. It has allowed me to explore the art of writing, try my hand at making edits, and learn so much.
To everyone whose fics I read, who have ever read my fics, or just anyone whom I have interacted with, I want to send my heartfelt gratitude. I can't even begin to express how you guys have made my life, my days so so much better. Reading a comfort fic after a stressful day, or going through your reblogs on an old fic on a crappy day, you guys have comforted me, made me smile, gave me happiness on days I felt hopeless.
To everyone who is still here, even after all this time since open heart ended, I want to thank you for keeping this fandom alive. Even if you don't wish to be here anymore or plan to leave soon. Because this fandom has been my happy place since such a long long time, and in making it that happy place, all of you have made your contributions.
I would also like to apologise for not being able to read and reblog all the fics and edits I am tagged in or the lovely questions people still send me which I have not been able to answer. I honestly can't wait for these three months to pass by and then binge read all of your lovely works. But till then, please bear with me.
If you are still here, thank you so much for reading this entire thing and sending all my love to you, XOXO❤️
Tagging my taglist!
@quixoticdreamer16 /@jamespotterthefirst /@a-crepusculo /@bex-la-get /@crazy-loca-blog /@sincerelyscarring /@mysticalgalaxysstuff /@choicesfanaf /@anonymousrookie /@gryffindordaughterofathena /@potionsprefect /@trappedinfanfiction /@maurine07 /@icecreamfoodie/@neotericthemis /@jerzwriter /@mysticaurathings /@rosebudde /@zahrachoices /@mvalentine /@lucy-268 /@trrfanaddict /@aishwarya2 /@terrm9 /@rookiemartin /@peonierose /@schnitzelbutterfingers /@natureblooms24 / @queencarb /@mm2305 /@anotherbeingsworld / @headoverheelsforramsey / @kingliam2019
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Many Congratulations Sruti @headoverheelsforramsey❤️
CFWC Writer of the Month April 2022 HeadoverheelsforRamsey
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Each month CFWC highlights one of our many talented fanfic writers and this month’s writer of the month is @headoverheelsforramsey ! We hope you will enjoy learning more about her and her work below!
The writer is selected randomly, and the criteria can be found on our navigation page.
Blog: @headoverheelsforramsey
How do you want to be known on Tumblr? Sruti
Quick Links:
BLOG MASTERLIST
See More Below!
1- When did you start playing Choices? What's the first book you played?
2018! America's Most Eligible was the first one I played alongside High School Story.
2- When, and why, did you join Choices fandom?.
I have been a Choices player much longer than I have been in the Choices Fandom. In 2020 the pandemic hit and much like everyone I was bored to my core. Choices used to be my escape from the dreads of the real world, but I started wanting for more. I already used to follow a few Choices Instagram pages and one of them had posted a link to an Open Heart fic that took me straight to Tumblr. This hellsite wouldn't let me read it until I signed up hence I did so and read the fic then another, then another, and then another. That's how I started diving into the world of fanfiction and began lurking here.
3- How did you pick your URL name?
It was rather silly. So originally my username was : @headoverheelsforchoices this was when I used to lurk here and never dared to participate, but then I started seeing a lot of criticism about representation and stuff in general about Choices on Tumblr. Things about which I never gave much thought before joining the fandom and I couldn't call myself in love with Choices anymore. So I changed it to my current one which is @headoverheelsforramsey because he is my og, one and only grumpy husband. 😌
4- How long have you been writing fanfiction?
Surprisingly it's just about a year. Although I loved writing since my early teenage years whether it was for school or for just simple pleasure I didn't write fanfictions until Covid or Open Heart happened.
5- What is your favorite Choices book to write about?
I have only written for Open Heart and as far as I can see into the future it will very well be the only book I write for. Because with PB's downfall I doubt they'll be able to give us a story and love interest as brilliant as Open Heart or Ethan Ramsey.
6- Share the first fanfic you wrote with us. Do you still like it or would you change anything about it?
This is kinda embarrassing 😅 but okay! My first fic was actually a 3 part mini-series "Your Love is Killing Me".
I won't say I love it and I won't say I hate it but what I will say is that I am pretty proud of it. Sure there are a lot of things I would like to change and a lot of places where I still cringe but that fic walked so that my recent works could fly. 😌
7- What is your favorite fic that you’ve written?
It has to be a tie between Yeh Dooriyan ~ These Distances and Love The Way You Lie. These two are like two parts of my heart. These are my babies and my proudest creations I can never choose between the two. 🥺💜
8- Do you have a fic that you didn’t expect to be well received, but it was? What about one you expected to be, but it could use a little more love?
Hmm, I'll go with Envy & Desire. Personally, I didn't feel this was so special as to become my most popular fic and also become the fic for which I received the most notes for, but I guess beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder so I am extremely thankful for all the love on this fic.
Again I'll always go with Yeh Dooriyan ~ These Distances and Love The Way You Lie. Because I am hella proud of these ones and they could always use some extra love. 🥰
9- What is your specialty as a fanfic writer?
Angst with no happy ending or the fluffiest of fluff and there is no in-between 😂 This was first pointed out by an anon and since then I couldn't get it out of my head. Is this a good thing? No. Am I gonna keep on doing this? Probably yes. Sorry 🙈
10- If you could write only angst, fluff, or smut for the rest of your writing life, which would it be and why?
This made me think a lot but I'll have to go with angst. What I have noticed over my journey as a writer is that fluff comes easily and naturally to me but I struggle with angst and since I like challenging myself I don't want to eliminate angst from my life. Does this make sense? Idk Idk 😂
11- Do you ever recognize yourself in any of your MC’s or in your writing?
All. The. Freaking. Time. Meera is a hundred percent the better, smarter, sexier version of me. Whereas Lina is everything that I know I can never be. While I try to write Kevin and Noah in a way that I would like my boyfriends and husband to be. So all of them are just me divided into different personalities and I unabashedly live vicariously through them. 😌
12- What element of writing do you struggle with most?
Setting and a proper opening and closing of the story. Oftentimes I am writing my fics on one immaculate scene that came to me in the shower and forming a setting that leads up to the scene and then bringing the story to a conclusion is what takes the most out of me.
13- Do you have any neglected work you really want to finish?
Yes, my series A(n) (Un)Fortunate Turn of Events and my series Rivals Turned Lovers. I have neglected them for far too long.
14- If someone you know in real life (who isn’t involved in fandoms) asked to read your work, would you let them? If yes, what would you recommend they read first?
This really depends on who is asking. I did share a few of my works with my brother and I'd happily share them with my best friend. Basically, with people where I know there would be no judgments.
Again I'll say Yeh Dooriyan ~ These Distances and Love The Way You Lie because they are my proudest creations after all. 🙈
15- Are there any writers (published authors and/or fanfic writers) who influenced your writing?
I believe every work I read since I first could, has in some way or other shaped me into the writer I am today because I also believe to be a good writer you have to be a good reader first.
As for fanfic writers, there are a lot of brilliant people in the fandom whose work encouraged me to try my hand at it. Two people whom I absolutely have to mention are @genevievemd and @mm2305. I am following Sara's work since I used to lurk around here and it was my happy place through the ups and downs of the pandemic. Mil hosted the May challenge of 2021 and whose prompt is what inspired me to create and post for the first time. So I'm forever grateful for these two amazing ladies! 💜
16- Which one of your stories would you most like to see as a movie/series?
Love The Way You Lie I can just imagine the drama this could bring! 😍
17- Do you write original stories?
Does a teenager scribbling in the back of her science notebook count? Then yes. 😂
18 - What other hobbies do you have?
I love to cook and I am a trained classical dancer.
19 - What’s your favorite emoji?
💜
20: BONUS - tell us anything you’d like (if you want to).
This fandom was my favorite thing during the pandemic. And now that everything is slowly going back to normal I really thought I won't be able to keep up anymore. And sometimes I still fall behind but I always come back. This corner of the internet has become a home to me, waiting with open arms at the end of a tiring day. I am so incredibly grateful for each and everybody keeping this fandom alive and for everybody who has read and supported my works it really means the world to me. And a huge shoutout to @choicesficwriterscreations for this honor. 💜
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Our girl @twinkleallnight🥺🥺🥺 I love her so much❤️
Here is my second submission for the Luck of the Draw event hosted by @moodmusicmonday .
I was not quite done playing with videos so, I made another video edit. Hope you all like it. Thank you so much for watching and leaving your comments for my First Video Edit
This is unlike the first one. Again I am new to this art so please ignore the flaws. The second song I recieved was 10,000 hours by Justin Bieber and here is what I made:
Tags under cut
Luck of the Draw Creators: @ao719 @appiomofchoice @arjaywrites @aussiegurl1234 @dcbbw @erenphoria @jerzwriter @kat-tia801 @lilyoffandoms @lucy-268 @nestledonthaveone @peonierose @peonyblossom @queenrileyrose @rookiemartin @socalwriterbee @txemrn
MMM Tags: @alj4890 @axwalker @bebepac @burnsoslow @charlotteg234 @foreverethereal123 @issabees @karahalloway @lovingchoices14 @marshmallowsaremyfavorite @neotericthemis @quixoticdreamer16 @sfb123 @tessa-liam @walkerdrakewalker @zaffrenotes
My tags: @phoenixrising308 @kingliam2019 @ntoraplayschoices @princess-geek @princessleac1 @secretaryunpaid @sirbeepsalot @texaskitten30 @theroyalheirshadowhunter @aestheticartsx @yourmajesty09 @lovelyladyk88 @mainstreetreader @choiceskatie @claireloutoo @tinkie1973 @mom2000aggie @sincerelyella @brightpinkpeppercorn
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Srutii! I am so so happy to see you back here🥺 And I will be more than happy to keep you on Perma, thank you so much for willing to stay. Love you❤
Taglist Cleanup
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Hey everyone, how is it going? I hope everyone is well, and the new year has been treating you well so far🌼
It has been quite sometime since I posted any of my original content. School, life in general, has been crazy and with moving places, falling sick for the first time in two years and all the projects that I have to submit, I was having quite some trouble managing everything. Now, everything is quite settled and I have slowly been catching up with stuff I missed during all these days. It made me realise just why I loved it here. It gave me an escape, and reading even one fic a day gave me great joy and pleasure.
With that said, I really hope to post some of my fics and edits soon. And since many people have gone inactive during my absence, I really thought doing a taglist cleanup would help me keep everything organized. So that's what we are here for.
If you want to be on the taglist, please reblog this post or leave a comment, latest before the 12th of February. If you wish to be removed, don't interact with this post. There will be no hard feelings, I promise. I know how life just happens sometimes or how interests change overtime.
There will be four categories in which the taglist would be segregated. They are:
Perma (All fics and edits)
Edits only (All edits)
Ethan x MC only (All Ethan x MC content)
Bryce x OC content (All Bryce x OC content)
Please mention which category you would like to be placed in. If you don't mention any specific category, I will add you to the Perma tags.
Once again, the day this cleanup closes is the 12th of February.
Thanks a lot and lots of love❤️
Placing all the tags under the cut:
Perma: @gkittylove99 @neotericthemis @udishaman @aestheticartsx @twinkleallnight @schnitzelbutterfingers @sophxwithers @sweatyrysconnoisseur @nikki-2406 @choicesfanaf @trrfanaddict @starrystarrytrouble @gardeningourmet @parkbarks @mvalentine @lovablegranny @mercury84choices @lawyerlies @phoenixrising308 @adiehardfan @quixoticdreamer16 @a-crepusculo @clanlahela @gryffindordaughterofathena @natureblooms24 @anonymousrookie @lucy-268 @maurine07 @bellcat2010 @headoverheelsforramsey @estellaelysian @shanzay44 @mysticalgalaxysstuff
Edits only: @ao719 @anotherbeingsworld @mysticaurathings
Ethan x MC only: @aleynareads @choicesaddict5 @stygianflood @mysticaurathings @jamespotterthefirst @ilikemenbutonlyethanramsey @takemyopenheart @mm2305 @kit-rookie-princess @satrangee-ray @luvsyana @sincerelyscarring @rosebudde
Bryce x OC only: @anotherbeingsworld @darley1101 @bebepac
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I won't let you go (Ethan x f!MC)
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Summary: As she gets ready to leave everything behind, will he stop her in time? (Part 2 of Don't let me go)
A/N: I think I will end the pain now. So sorry for all the tears that the first part caused. I hope this one will make up for it <3
Pairing: Ethan Ramsey X f!MC (Pooja Sharma)
Word Count: around 900 words
Rating: General
Category: Angst (with a happy ending :))
Warnings: None that I noticed
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She wanted to take her car and leave it outside, ownerless as if an indication that no one would come back to take it.
As if a final attempt to convince every heart including her own, that this really was the end.
That there was no turning back.
That she would never spend another minute in the faint glimmer of minimal sunrays while reading her favourite book under a tree in Boston common.
That she would never laugh with her patients as they tell stories of their lives to her and as she finds pieces of her life in them back in the Edenbrook patient rooms.
That she would never get to put up an act of being the top-notch doctor who has an answer to every question related to the difficult cases while she was alone in the Diagnostic Team Office.
That she would never get to sip coffee absently, a cake piece in front of her as her heart engaged in a conversation with itself, talking about the twisted circumstances of her life.
That she would never get to relish the apricity of December mornings or see the city decked up in red on gold in the Christmas week.
Thinking about it now as she sat in the jam-packed airport, so full yet so empty, she realised how deeply this city had got embedded in her life.
There was a time when she would doubt if this city could ever become her own if she could ever forget the homesickness as she hid herself in the blankets of snow in winters and blossoming flowers in spring, and now leaving this city behind felt like leaving her life behind.
Her soul behind.
Unbeknownst to her, tear streaks mark their way on her tired face, eyes red, gaze fixed at the floor. There was a desperate need for coffee, but she couldn't get the power to get up and buy one. Her mind was already doing the best it could in keeping her away from the maze of memories and heartbreaking thoughts where she would get lost, and slip into a sea of despair, pain and heartbreak, where she would drown.
The sky of her world was overcast, and soon it would rain, the weather grey and melancholy, piercing and painful.
The announcement echoes through the hall and people around her spur into sudden motion, packing the things taken out, taking out tickets for the check, getting ready to board. But her gaze remained fixed on the way leading to the entrance.
She took her bag and walked away from the crown that was now lining up in a queue, to take one last glance and let all hope extinguish as her reality sunk in.
She was about a hundred per cent sure that he wouldn't come.
Even if her words were a lie, even if her letter brought tears in his eye. He would never come. He would let her go, his irrational reason stopping him, his hand always inches away from that even after running miles she would never be able to hold it.
Yet, she would have been ready. To run, to fall, to get scarred. To die. If there had been hope. If there had been a light she could chase, if there had been a belief she could hold on to. That all this would be worth it. That all her turmoil wouldn't be futile.
But here, there was nothing. No chance, no belief, no hope. She could sense her name being announced in the speaker and she could also sense the heaviness of her head that increased by the minute. She could feel her senses slowly leaving her, a curtain of black slowly falling.
Before she could fall, she had to walk.
She had to keep her promise.
She had to leave.
"Pooja!"
The voice held her like two firm hands, gripping her as she fell, preventing her from getting hurt.
There was confusion, there was doubt. But deep, very deep down, there was a relief. There was happiness. She turns around and there they are.
Those icy blues which held unshed tears in their corners, which were desperate and pleading. There was no need of going back. She pinched herself once, wanting to confirm if the image that presented itself in front of her was deceit or truth and as the faint pain slowly dissipated, she made her way over to exit, walking in steady steps to fulfil her promise.
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No one knew how long they cried.
Both of them, holding each other as if united after eons.
His hand gripped hers as if it was that log in the tumultuous ocean on which his life hung. The hand which was once terrifying to hold, the thought of not being able to hold it seemed much, much more terrifying now.
Within minutes her luggage was safely stored behind his car and his racing heart slowly calmed down, as the anticipation of not being able to stop her slowly faded away.
There was only one thing he had to say, and as he held her hand through the entirety of their journey back, he conveyed in whispers,
"I won't let you go."
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PS: Thank you so much for reading, very very grateful for you :)
Tags💖 (Please let me know if you want to be added or removed or if I forgot you):
Perma: @quixoticdreamer16 /@jamespotterthefirst /@a-crepusculo /@bex-la-get /@crazy-loca-blog /@sincerelyscarring /@mysticalgalaxysstuff /@choicesfanaf /@anonymousrookie /@gryffindordaughterofathena /@potionsprefect /@trappedinfanfiction /@maurine07 /@icecreamfoodie/@neotericthemis /@jerzwriter /@mysticaurathings /@rosebudde /@zahrachoices /@mvalentine /@lucy-268 /@trrfanaddict /@aishwarya26 /@terrm9 /@rookiemartin /@peonierose /@schnitzelbutterfingers /@natureblooms24
@openheartfanfics /@choicesficwriterscreations
Ethan x MC: @queencarb /@mm2305
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I won't let you go (Ethan x f!MC)
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Summary: As she gets ready to leave everything behind, will he stop her in time? (Part 2 of Don't let me go)
A/N: I think I will end the pain now. So sorry for all the tears that the first part caused. I hope this one will make up for it <3
Pairing: Ethan Ramsey X f!MC (Pooja Sharma)
Word Count: around 900 words
Rating: General
Category: Angst (with a happy ending :))
Warnings: None that I noticed
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She wanted to take her car and leave it outside, ownerless as if an indication that no one would come back to take it.
As if a final attempt to convince every heart including her own, that this really was the end.
That there was no turning back.
That she would never spend another minute in the faint glimmer of minimal sunrays while reading her favourite book under a tree in Boston common.
That she would never laugh with her patients as they tell stories of their lives to her and as she finds pieces of her life in them back in the Edenbrook patient rooms.
That she would never get to put up an act of being the top-notch doctor who has an answer to every question related to the difficult cases while she was alone in the Diagnostic Team Office.
That she would never get to sip coffee absently, a cake piece in front of her as her heart engaged in a conversation with itself, talking about the twisted circumstances of her life.
That she would never get to relish the apricity of December mornings or see the city decked up in red on gold in the Christmas week.
Thinking about it now as she sat in the jam-packed airport, so full yet so empty, she realised how deeply this city had got embedded in her life.
There was a time when she would doubt if this city could ever become her own if she could ever forget the homesickness as she hid herself in the blankets of snow in winters and blossoming flowers in spring, and now leaving this city behind felt like leaving her life behind.
Her soul behind.
Unbeknownst to her, tear streaks mark their way on her tired face, eyes red, gaze fixed at the floor. There was a desperate need for coffee, but she couldn't get the power to get up and buy one. Her mind was already doing the best it could in keeping her away from the maze of memories and heartbreaking thoughts where she would get lost, and slip into a sea of despair, pain and heartbreak, where she would drown.
The sky of her world was overcast, and soon it would rain, the weather grey and melancholy, piercing and painful.
The announcement echoes through the hall and people around her spur into sudden motion, packing the things taken out, taking out tickets for the check, getting ready to board. But her gaze remained fixed on the way leading to the entrance.
She took her bag and walked away from the crown that was now lining up in a queue, to take one last glance and let all hope extinguish as her reality sunk in.
She was about a hundred per cent sure that he wouldn't come.
Even if her words were a lie, even if her letter brought tears in his eye. He would never come. He would let her go, his irrational reason stopping him, his hand always inches away from that even after running miles she would never be able to hold it.
Yet, she would have been ready. To run, to fall, to get scarred. To die. If there had been hope. If there had been a light she could chase, if there had been a belief she could hold on to. That all this would be worth it. That all her turmoil wouldn't be futile.
But here, there was nothing. No chance, no belief, no hope. She could sense her name being announced in the speaker and she could also sense the heaviness of her head that increased by the minute. She could feel her senses slowly leaving her, a curtain of black slowly falling.
Before she could fall, she had to walk.
She had to keep her promise.
She had to leave.
"Pooja!"
The voice held her like two firm hands, gripping her as she fell, preventing her from getting hurt.
There was confusion, there was doubt. But deep, very deep down, there was a relief. There was happiness. She turns around and there they are.
Those icy blues which held unshed tears in their corners, which were desperate and pleading. There was no need of going back. She pinched herself once, wanting to confirm if the image that presented itself in front of her was deceit or truth and as the faint pain slowly dissipated, she made her way over to exit, walking in steady steps to fulfil her promise.
-----------------
No one knew how long they cried.
Both of them, holding each other as if united after eons.
His hand gripped hers as if it was that log in the tumultuous ocean on which his life hung. The hand which was once terrifying to hold, the thought of not being able to hold it seemed much, much more terrifying now.
Within minutes her luggage was safely stored behind his car and his racing heart slowly calmed down, as the anticipation of not being able to stop her slowly faded away.
There was only one thing he had to say, and as he held her hand through the entirety of their journey back, he conveyed in whispers,
"I won't let you go."
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PS: Thank you so much for reading, very very grateful for you :)
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Another self-serving redraw.
Om Shanti Om was my very first bollywood movie, and it remains my favorite so far. I’ve rewatched Dhoom Taana at least 100 times since then 💖
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Om Shanti Om + aesthetics
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monsoonblooms12 · 2 years
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I won't let you go (Ethan x f!MC)
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Summary: As she gets ready to leave everything behind, will he stop her in time? (Part 2 of Don't let me go)
A/N: I think I will end the pain now. So sorry for all the tears that the first part caused. I hope this one will make up for it <3
Pairing: Ethan Ramsey X f!MC (Pooja Sharma)
Word Count: around 900 words
Rating: General
Category: Angst (with a happy ending :))
Warnings: None that I noticed
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She wanted to take her car and leave it outside, ownerless as if an indication that no one would come back to take it.
As if a final attempt to convince every heart including her own, that this really was the end.
That there was no turning back.
That she would never spend another minute in the faint glimmer of minimal sunrays while reading her favourite book under a tree in Boston common.
That she would never laugh with her patients as they tell stories of their lives to her and as she finds pieces of her life in them back in the Edenbrook patient rooms.
That she would never get to put up an act of being the top-notch doctor who has an answer to every question related to the difficult cases while she was alone in the Diagnostic Team Office.
That she would never get to sip coffee absently, a cake piece in front of her as her heart engaged in a conversation with itself, talking about the twisted circumstances of her life.
That she would never get to relish the apricity of December mornings or see the city decked up in red on gold in the Christmas week.
Thinking about it now as she sat in the jam-packed airport, so full yet so empty, she realised how deeply this city had got embedded in her life.
There was a time when she would doubt if this city could ever become her own if she could ever forget the homesickness as she hid herself in the blankets of snow in winters and blossoming flowers in spring, and now leaving this city behind felt like leaving her life behind.
Her soul behind.
Unbeknownst to her, tear streaks mark their way on her tired face, eyes red, gaze fixed at the floor. There was a desperate need for coffee, but she couldn't get the power to get up and buy one. Her mind was already doing the best it could in keeping her away from the maze of memories and heartbreaking thoughts where she would get lost, and slip into a sea of despair, pain and heartbreak, where she would drown.
The sky of her world was overcast, and soon it would rain, the weather grey and melancholy, piercing and painful.
The announcement echoes through the hall and people around her spur into sudden motion, packing the things taken out, taking out tickets for the check, getting ready to board. But her gaze remained fixed on the way leading to the entrance.
She took her bag and walked away from the crown that was now lining up in a queue, to take one last glance and let all hope extinguish as her reality sunk in.
She was about a hundred per cent sure that he wouldn't come.
Even if her words were a lie, even if her letter brought tears in his eye. He would never come. He would let her go, his irrational reason stopping him, his hand always inches away from that even after running miles she would never be able to hold it.
Yet, she would have been ready. To run, to fall, to get scarred. To die. If there had been hope. If there had been a light she could chase, if there had been a belief she could hold on to. That all this would be worth it. That all her turmoil wouldn't be futile.
But here, there was nothing. No chance, no belief, no hope. She could sense her name being announced in the speaker and she could also sense the heaviness of her head that increased by the minute. She could feel her senses slowly leaving her, a curtain of black slowly falling.
Before she could fall, she had to walk.
She had to keep her promise.
She had to leave.
"Pooja!"
The voice held her like two firm hands, gripping her as she fell, preventing her from getting hurt.
There was confusion, there was doubt. But deep, very deep down, there was a relief. There was happiness. She turns around and there they are.
Those icy blues which held unshed tears in their corners, which were desperate and pleading. There was no need of going back. She pinched herself once, wanting to confirm if the image that presented itself in front of her was deceit or truth and as the faint pain slowly dissipated, she made her way over to exit, walking in steady steps to fulfil her promise.
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No one knew how long they cried.
Both of them, holding each other as if united after eons.
His hand gripped hers as if it was that log in the tumultuous ocean on which his life hung. The hand which was once terrifying to hold, the thought of not being able to hold it seemed much, much more terrifying now.
Within minutes her luggage was safely stored behind his car and his racing heart slowly calmed down, as the anticipation of not being able to stop her slowly faded away.
There was only one thing he had to say, and as he held her hand through the entirety of their journey back, he conveyed in whispers,
"I won't let you go."
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PS: Thank you so much for reading, very very grateful for you :)
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monsoonblooms12 · 2 years
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The world stands with Ukraine
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Tbilisi, Georgia
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St. Petersburg, Russia
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London, England
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Paris, France
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Thessaloniki, Greece
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Rome, Italy
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Berlin, Germany
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Tokyo, Japan
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Montenegro
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Mumbai, India
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