bring this hair style back

Oharano x Ogi

[ This is so not a selfie after a hiking date pfft … it is] 

anonymous asked:

You should write a little drabble about Isak and even holding hands. That would be adorable.

Prompt: Hiii i have a prompt! Something like Isak really loving Even’s hands. Maybe when they’re around other people he likes to hold them or play with his fingers etc :)

Hi there!! I hope you don’t mid it being a little more than IsakandEven holding hands ;P

——

It’s not that it’s a thing thing.

It’s just- Isak really likes Even’s hands. He likes that they are bigger than his and easy to curl into. He likes how each and every one of Isak’s fingers seem to seamlessly fit into the gaps of Even’s when he holds his hand. Like puzzle pieces or some romantic shit like that. 

He likes that they are soft, save for the callouses on his right middle finger from holding pencils and pens.

He likes that most of the time, they are smudged with charcoal because when he sees it, he knows that Even has been sketching; and if Even has been sketching, he’s happy and alive and brimming with ideas that easily translate into boisterous images which leap off the page and into Isak’s heart.

He fucking likes Even’s hands, alright?

“What are you thinking about?”

Isak looks up, tracing the lines on Even’s face as they walk through town on a mission to bring the Kollektivet back kebab. Even’s hair is nicely styled today and only bits of it seem ruffled by the breeze enough to fall onto his forehead. His eyes are covered by black sunglasses (maybe Isak’s own pair, maybe not- all of their stuff has blended together as time went on).

“You.” Isak says, batting his eyes dramatically.

His boyfriend purses his lips and coos with an exagerated eyebrow waggle, squeezing Isak’s hand as it’s loosely folded into his. Isak brushes his thumb back and forth the top of his hand. 

I’ve come far, Isak thinks.

Only weeks ago, he couldn’t stand the thought of Even kissing him in public; couldn’t stand the idea that someone might look at them and know that they were together.

Now he’s holding Even’s hand and he never wants to let go. Because it feels so right, him and Even, clutching at each other’s hand like they hadn’t care in the world as they strolled down the street. Like their hands were a force that bridged them together for as long as they were entangled, two beings merged into one.

Or whatever.

It was just really nice to hold his hand.

—-

Isak thinks this may have been a bad idea.

It’s Eskild’s birthday and in response, he demanded a largeloudboomingcrowded party to take place on a Friday night and, as he was currently in possession of a decent sized apartment; Isak was forced to endure the thumping and grinding and drinking that went on in his home.

Usually he’d be all for it. He’d be the first to wade into the grinding bodies and guzzle drinks down. He’d cheer and jeer as Eskild noisily got it on with some Spanish boy in the middle of their living room.

Normally, this was his scene and these were his people.

It’s just that Even is coming off of a couple of bad days and Isak is incredibly wary of what tonight’s festivities might do to him. Because despite what he’s insisted to him (i’m fine, it’s Eskild’s birthday, of course I have to be there, i’m fine) Even is not fucking fine. But Isak is working with it.

Which brings them to this point, curled up together at the far corner of the couch, with Jonas and Mahdi on the ground in front of them, laughing and taking shots. Even, who was leaning against Isak with his head on his chest, blinked lethargically.

Isak brushed some hair out of his boyfriend’s face, “Do you want to go to bed?”

Even shook his head, “Just got here.”

“Okay.”

Isak brushed a kiss across Even’s forehead and slipped his fingers down, moving them until they nudge Even’s limp hands as they rest on his stomach. He traces the length of them slowly, finger by finger, until Even twitches.

Isak slides his fingers through them and brings them up higher on Even’s chest. Much more convenient for him to play with them. And he does; absently traces the veins barely visible through Even’s palms. He counts the knuckles on each hand, squeezing them, running his thumb over them, anything to keep Even feeling the warmth of his touch.

Isak smiles slightly at the dark freckle on the inside of Even’s left pointer finger, usually hidden, but today he scrapes his nail lightly over it, smiling as Even glances up in question.

“I love your hands,” Isak whispers, using his thumb to know smooth over the bridges of Even’s short nails.

Even quirks his lips and threads both hands through Isak’s waiting fingers.

—–

Fuck, Even.”

Even laughs, smoothing one palm down Isak’s bare side and another to catch his nails on Isak’s chest. “Something to say?”

“Your fucking hands,” Isak groans, arching up as Even hits just the right spot. “They’re…. God.”

Even quirks a brow, adding just a bit more pressure once he skims his hands back down to Isak’s (delightfully bruised) hips. “Just my hands?”

Isak acknowledges the statement with a muffled gasp. “Everything. Hands, chest, abs- other stuff.”

“Other stuff.” Even repeats with a laugh that trails off into his own moan when Isak clenches and drags his nails down Even’s back.

“But. Hands.”

“What about them?”

Isak laughs, “Oh, fuck you, this is getting you off.”

“Just idle curiosity. Trust me, I’m getting off quite perfectly, baby.”

“Yeah I can feel that.” Even’s hand comes down playfully on Isak’ s hip and the sound more than the feel makes Isak jerk and groan. “Even.”

Even quirks an eyebrow, “Now that is something we are going to be discussing.”

“Shut up. Harder.” Even had never been good at denying Isak, so he did as requested with a grin. “And use your fucking hands!”

If louis doesn’t wear his hair with the fringe parted in the middle again, catch me at the first louis tomlinson concert passing out signs for everyone to hold that are just photos of him with the hair style and the text “bring back the middle part” written on top

wishlist for new animal crossing game

- I want to be able to date villagers
- more holiday related events
- more water themed villagers ??? ex: mermaids, snakes, octopi, dragon????
- let me wear dresses as a male player without the NPCs judging me
- more options for player customising
(different hair styles/color and different skin tones)
- bring back the magic well from Animal Crossing 1 that gives you tasks and stuff
- being able to work at all the stores like you can work at Brewster’s also each place has a mini game that goes with it.
- I want to be able to make constalations again bring that back
- bring back the island villagers I miss them!
- BRING BACK BLANCA, ROVER AND KIT AND KATIE