dear lord they are amazing

  • first of all, sNUGGLES
  • this boy is so soft already pls can you imagine how much softer he’d be when he’s with you
  • he’d just grab your head and smother your face in kisses out of nowhere
  • then he’d smile so big after seeing how flustered (or annoyed) you get
  • and when he’s tired after a long day he’ll just come and lay on the couch with his head in your lap and his arms around you
  • and you’d play with his hair and he’d fall asleep so fast and so peacefully
  • when you’re sad he’d do aegyo to cheer you up
  • he’d also do aegyo to get what he wants which you hATE bc it works
  • sometimes he asks you to do aegyo
  • you say no
  • he does aegyo to get you do it
  • and you give in and do it and hE DIES HE LOVES IT SO MUCH
  • he’d always give you backhugs and nuzzle his head into your neck
  • when you’re tired and cuddling with him he’d rub your back underneath your shirt
  • also can i just say… the !!!gREATEST!!! ORAL SEX!!!! have you seen those heavenly lips and the way he raps pls it would be heavenly
  • also…. really amazing passionate makeout sessions dear lord i need some water
  • he’d write so many songs about you oh my god
  • and as soon as he makes a new one he shows it to you before anyone else
  • bc your opinion and advice would be his #1 priority
  • when you really like a song and tell him how amazing it is and how amazing HE is he’d get so happy and smile so big and be like “really?!!?!? you like it?!?!?”
  • that would always be the happiest moment to him omg
  • he’d just admire you all the time even when you’re sitting there doing nothing
  • he’d think you’re the sexiest and most beautiful girl in the world and he’d constantly tell you that
  • especially when you’re having a bad day
  • even when you look your worst, he’d genuinely look at you like it’s the first time he saw you
  • he’d make you believe it too
  • he’d just have you feeling like you’re the only girl in the world he’d be so genuinely in love with you

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This is Xu Minghao, he’s ½ of the Seventeen’s Chinaline.

His stage name is THE8 which was once paired with “the cool cutie” to which he changed to “infinite possibilities”. 8 is a lucky number in China and when you flip it to the side, its the infinity sign.

He’s an adorable chinese boy who can’t eat cold noodles, isn’t fond of sweets and does b-boy. Any hairstyle fits him, any outfit works on him.

His korean accent is the most heart fluttering thing you’d here and his giggles would make you smile.

He has a side which we call Thughao where the cute side of him takes a break and out comes all the sassiness and the swag and the cool shades, and it all seems surprisingly natural.

He dances with so much style, you’ll be speechless and when he sings (oh dear lord when he sings) its like listening to the gentle wind.

He’s amazing.

This is Xu Minghao and I am madly in love with him.

my heart flutters around him.

Morgan Rielly - Part Three

I now have a wattpad account! username is HockeyImagines_ if you want to follow along on there instead, I’ll be updating and adding this story onto there as well. 

Originally posted by glovesdropped

I step onto the bus first. Tardiness is my biggest pet peeve and if I had one goal in life, it would be to never arrive late to anything. The bus driver gives me a kind smile in the mirror, and I nod with a smile of my own. Most of the younger players, the ones that are more likely to be assigned to the Marlies at the end of preseason, arrive soon after me. Unlike the older players, all of these ones smile and greet me and I successfully remember all of their names.

               Much to my dismay, Mason arrives right behind them and when his dark curly hair bobs up the stairs, my smile fades into a scowl as he pushes past me into the window seat.

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The reading list is back!!! Welcome to week 8 my friends! Since I took such a long hiatus and there was no way I could possibly catch up with all of the stories I missed, I narrowed it down to just the stories posted within the last 10ish days. There are so many incredible writers on this list, so please make sure to send them a little love!! xx

Also, I have made one small adjustment to this list. From now on, I will only review one fic per person on this list. I think it’ll be easier that way, plus I don’t want it to seem like I have favorites :)

Don’t forget to tag me in your fics, guys!! It makes my life a whole lot easier :-)

Here are the fics I read this week:

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thnk-you-fr-th-venom  asked:

19 with 2d? (Either him or reader say it, your choice) -♡

((So I know this was supposed to be angst but I love this boy with a passion and couldn’t put myself through that. I’m sorry if you’re thoroughly disappointed…))

It all started at the coffee shop you worked in. You were working at the register when an odd looking man came in.

“I’ll ‘ave an iced coffee, please.” He smiled, already digging through his wallet.

You nodded, smiling back at him as you picked up a cup.

“Name please?” You asked, pulling out a sharpie.


You shot your eyes up at him, somewhat adoring the sheepish grin he gave.

“It’s a long story…”

You couldn’t help but laugh and nod, beginning to make his drink. He sat by the counter, watching intently as you made his drink. When you called his name he jumped up enthusiastically to get his beverage. You both exchanged smiles before he took a sip.

“Dear lord, this is amazing!” He praised.

You shrugged with a polite smile, you were just following the instructions on how to make the drink.

“Well, I’ll see yew later…”

He looked at your name badge and grinned, looking up at your face.


He never seemed to disappear after that. He came in, day after day. Sometimes he wouldn’t even order, he’d just sit around like he had nothing better to do. You had to admit it was quite creepy, but overtime you could tell he was too dull to be some kind of stalker.

Nonetheless, it was still freaky.

It had been a long, frustrating day and you were about to close shop when the man had stumbled out of the bathroom as you were cleaning up. You both froze from each other’s glances. You backed away slowly along with your mop.

“Why won’t you leave me alone!?” You questioned, demanding an answer.

You gripped the mop handle as 2-D scrambled to his feet. He shot out apologies while holding his hands up. You narrowed your eyes, glaring at him.

“Look I jus’-”

“Just what?” You spat, interrupting him.

He sighed, beginning to fiddle with his fingers.

“I jus’ wanted t'get t'know yew. Yew’re so pretty, a-an’ I know tha’ can be odd comin’ from a stranger…”

Your eyes met with his as he gave you a small, innocent smile. Your heart melted and you caved in.

“You could’ve just asked for my number instead of practically stalking me.” You joked, placing your palm on your forehead.

Gillian Anderson is in her trailer wrestling with a punching bag. It stands on a spring-loaded base, next to the exercise bike, and for some reason she considers it to be in the wrong place. She is not happy about the lighting either – the power is off, and the place is lit only by dim, yellow emergency bulbs. “Ambience is everything,” she quips, poking her head around the door to call for help. Finally she sits down and discovers a rip in her shirt, just beneath the arm. “Sorry….” she says distractedly, tugging at the scratchy blue threads. “There’s something very strange going on here.” Then she laughs.

I had expected many things of Gillian Anderson. Aloofness. Caginess. Even hostility. But one thing I did not expect was giddiness. It is so much the reverse of what she projects on screen. As Agent Dana Scully, her character in The X-Files, she rarely smiles, let alone laughs. There is sexual tension, but it is of the buttoned-down variety – Scully never flirts.

Times Magazine, October 2000

There’s a wonderful AU in which Johnson had Shitty’s room and vice-versa, which means that when Johnson gives Bitty dibs, he gives them to the room that shares a bathroom with Jack.

Their boundaries are directly affected by this change. Like Bitty will be showering and Jack would stumble sleepily into the bathroom to wash his teeth, Bitty at first is annoyed by this, but he can’t deny its useful when he’s running late and needs to get ready.

Bitty loves having baths and gets candles and salts, and puts relaxing music in the background. And Jack takes this as an invitation to come hang in the bathroom and put documentaries or other boring shows because Bitty is practically trapped.

He secretly doesn’t mind despite all his complaining, because Jack talks over most of the show, excitedly sharing facts and it’s always nice to see him happy and giddy about things.

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Episode 3x5: Death and Hysteria

staticfree  asked:

Hi! My name is Bobby and I live in Glasgow, Scotland. I like dark jade green. My favourite ships of the moment are (obviously) Johnlock, and Victuuri (Yuri on Ice). I just discovered Ben and Jerry's speculoos ice cream and oh dear Lord, it is amazing. No cat at the moment, but I have a two year old son if that counts? My mum has an amazing cat though, a white Persian with the silliest face ever, and I love her. xx

Ayy Johnlock buddy! Hi Bobby! Your two year son counts. Hugs for him! And your mum’s cat sounds amazing too!

turquoisewarrior  asked:

Oh my gosh, I just watched your animation and it was incredible!! I especially loved the song and I can't get over how beautiful it was!! Dear lord! (Also, happy birthday, you amazing person! Keep up the fantastic work!)

im so happy you like it!!! thankyou! <333