I was tagged for this by the brilliant and wonderful @brendaonao3 :)
Rules: Enter your answers, then tag 10 people! Use the first letter of your name to answer each question. . If the person who tagged you has the same initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use the same word twice.
Name: Jessie… A four-letter word: Jerk… A boy’s name: Jagger… An occupation: Jackhammer-er (wtf)… Something you wear: Jeans (everyday)… A food: Jerky??? (Nothing starts with J! I hate jerky!)… Something you find in a bathroom: Jizz? (Lmao, seriously, nothing starts with J!)… A place: Jersey … A reason for being late: Jetlag???… Something you shout: “Jesus!“… A movie title: Jungle Book… Something you drink: Juice … An animal: Jaguar… A type of car: Jaguar (lmao)… Title of a song: “Jaguar”…just joking…“Juju on the Beat” (I’m fired)
Only 8 more episodes! I figured we could
start a gif/graphic challenge to not only count down to the moment we’ve
all been waiting for, but to also celebrate what we’ve loved most about
the show before the highly-anticipated time jump!
You can do them out of order, just do the ones you want, whatever. I just thought it would be fun to take a look back on the show so far.
Tag your brilliant creations with Countdown to Charles so we can see all the amazing things you come up with!
While Chris took care of the bags, depositing them near the door,
Natalia moved in the cabin. Her amazed eyes rolled over the spacious
loft, taking in the well kept interior. It was a woodsman’s dream.
“Damn, there’s a lot of wood in here,” she mused.
Chris’s top lip lifted in a smirk. “I’ve heard that before,” he
murmured playfully, huffing a laugh when Natalia jabbed him in the
stomach with her elbow.
She continued to look around. Taking in
the architecturally sophisticated structure, Natalia couldn’t help but
feel a bit uneasy. This must have cost him a pretty penny. “Isn’t this
place rather expensive?”
Chris chuckled. “Don’t worry; it doesn’t exactly break the bank.”
On her teacher salary, it certainly broke hers.
struck her then, the imaginary light bulb switching on above her head.
She spun around to face him and placed her hands over his bulky chest,
thanks to the winter coat. With an upturned head, she gazed into his
warm, kind eyes. “Is that what this is, Chris? You trying to impress
Chris planted his hands on her hips, laughing sheepishly.
“Well, yeah. That’s typically how this works for a first Valentine’s
together. Candles, flowers, chocolate…”
“A massive fucking cabin?”
Natalia added with a short disbelieving laugh. “Chris, I don’t-” She
shook her head, “I don’t need you to impress me. I don’t need the
candles, the flowers, a ski trip that looks like an Obama getaway
“Okay,” Chris interjected, “it’s not that fancy.”
Natalia gave his chest a little shove. “I’m serious! Listen, all I wanted this weekend was for us to have fun.”
“Do a little dance…make a little love…”
amused eyes crinkled as she let out a hearty laugh. “Yes, exactly. Do
some skiing, soak in the hot tub,” she rolled her eyes at herself,
“‘cause we both know I’m going to fall on my fucking ass a lot.”
“I don’t need you to impress me. I just need you to-”
Before love me
could come tumbling out of her mouth, Natalia smacked her lips
together. The gleam in Chris’s eye proved that he had a suspicion that
was where she was going.
Trying to recover, she shrugged and said, “I just need you to be you. Here. With me. Can you do that?”
Shaking off the disappointment that filled his chest, Chris nodded down at her. “Absolutely. I can manage that.”
“Good.” Fisting his coat, she tugged until his head dipped low enough to meet her lips in a slow, lingering kiss.
snaked his hands around to her backside, grabbing a hold of her fleshy
cheeks. “Guess I have to return those pair of earrings then, huh?”