STUCK ON YOU. (M) | sneak peak!

“I want you to take my virginity.”

You’ve just taken a gulp of your pulp-included orange juice when Taehyung says this. He’s sitting across from you in the cafeteria of the University you both attend - have attended for the past two years.

His brown coffee coated eyes are staring directly into yours - a serious expression written across his features that tells you what he’s just spoken was said in nothing but pure seriousness.

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[Courferre week 2017, day 4, Nerd]

Courfeyrac adores his nieces, he really does. They are remarkably hard to handle though. His mother likes to remind him he was exactly like them at their age: a small, high-energy chatterbox with more enthusiasm than self-preservation. (His brothers like to point out that he is still all of those things, but the joke is mostly on them, because it’s their children he’s being compared to.)

At this moment, however, Courfeyrac cannot hear the children in question. This is never a good sign and it’s especially worried since he left them alone with Combeferre for a moment while he ran next door to ask his grandmother if she wanted dinner to be at hers or his mom’s.

“You guys better be-”


Courfeyrac shuts his mouth in response to the stern shushing and accusing looks directed at him by all four of his nieces. They are sitting on the rug in front of the couch, where Combeferre is sitting with a book leaning on his knees. He glances up at Courfeyrac just long enough to give him a smile and then he continues reading aloud. The three girls listen with rapt attention. Courfeyrac is scarcely less enthralled (though for different reasons) as his boyfriend reads in a singsong storytelling voice he has never heard him use before:

“Then the whole town will gasp, ‘Why this boy never sleeps!
No keeper before ever kept what he keeps.
There’s no telling what that young fellow will do!’
And then, just to show them, I’ll sail to Ka­troo
And bring back an It­Kutch a Preep and a Proo,
A Nerkle, a Nerd and a Seersucker too.”

He moves the book so the girls can see the pictures of the animals. They all crane their necks and giggle, before sitting back again and listening happily while Combeferre finishes the story. Courfeyrac is astonished. The only time his nieces will stay still long enough to be read to is when they are being put to bed.

“And boy!” Combeferre read with conviction.

“When I get him back home to my park,
The whole world will say, ‘Young McGrew’s made his mark’!”

He closes the book and smiles at the girls. “Want to hear another one?”

“Yes!” they cheer.

“Well, I only brought one so you’ll have to fetch me something,” Combeferre tells them.

The children leap to their feet. “We’ll get some!” They fly out the door and the sound of them galloping up the stairs reverberates through the house.

Courfeyrac turns towards Combeferre and beams at him.

“What?” he smiles.

“You brought a book to read to them?” Courfeyrac asks delightedly. “Especially?”

“Yeah?” Combeferre says, running a hand through his short hair. “I always liked Dr Seuss as a kid.”

“You’re adorable,” Courfeyrac gushes. He wraps his arms around Combeferre and gives him a happy squeeze. “And you said you weren’t good with kids,” he teases, letting his arms slide off him as he sits down next to him.

“I said I didn’t know a lot of kids,” Combeferre contradicts. “My sister is still the youngest in the family.”

“That’s a shame,” Courfeyrac smiles. “Cause you’re great with kids.”

Combeferre smirks. “Maybe I’m just good with Courfeyrac’s,” he says.

“Maybe,” Courfeyrac grins and he presses a kiss on his cheek. Upstairs the tell-tale sounds of running feet announce the approaching return of his nieces. “Not a word about this to my brothers though,” Courfeyrac advises urgently. “Or you’ll be babysitting every other holiday!”

anonymous asked:


yeah, they were all moods tbh, but it’s funny how only 2 of them actually said they wanted josh to win.

anonymous asked:

In Daredevil, Frank's wife is blonde, but in the Punisher she appears to be brunette. Why do you think that is? Is it possible they are trying to distinguish between Karen and Maria, or maybe theyre going to make it seem like Frank has a "type"?

i’m not sure. I mean, it’s possible that it means nothing other than they cast someone who had a look they liked and didn’t want to change it. It could also be simply because Karen is blonde and they don’t trust casual viewers not to confuse the two, or it’s an aesthetic choice and they want some kind of differentiation between female characters. I love the way Karen looks but is it interesting to have a show populated with blonde chicks? I think the woman they cast to play Maria is beautiful. Fandom has a tendency to over-analyze things and ascribe motivations to the show-runners that are far deeper than they actually are. As for the “type” thing, I think it’s already pretty clear that Frank’s type is a woman who doesn’t take any shit without giving it back, with his description of Maria in DDS2 coupled with his interactions with Karen… I think a connection there has been established.

Joker’s Daughter 1940′s AU

In 1949, Hannibal Lecter escapes his orphanage and runs to seeks refugee somewhere in the world where no one will find him. He travels to Gotham, where he can lay low, trying to rebuild himself while plotting revenge for his sister’s murder. While there, he soon discovers the deadliest gangsters, Joker and Harley. He get’s a job from them with his knowledge in medicine, specifically cadavers, saving up money for his vengeance journey. But things come to a halt, when he runs into the clown princess of crime…

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Dear Ben,

I dreamt once that I lost you. We were on icebergs, and I can’t remember if you were floating away from me or I was floating away from you. But I remember waking up beside you. It was the middle of the night, and it was raining – like tonight. And I heard your breathing, calming me. It was like we could speak without words.

I wonder how and when we learned it, this secret language. I only know that at some point, in the silences, I heard you. And now I’m left with words – these useless words – when all I want is to be beside you again. To make you feel safe. To help you sleep. To bring you back to me.

          felicity awareness week 2017 → fav. ship → felicity ♥ ben

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