ed sheeran the babe

Hearts don't break around here :)

for @son-of-rome 😘

Sometimes, most times, she isn’t sure she deserves this happiness.

Like right now, sitting in the speckled morning sunlight of their tiny kitchen, legs swinging from the countertop, hot mug of coffee warming her fingers, as she watches the love of her life make pancakes. He’s telling a story and poking fun at himself to make her laugh. She doesn’t miss the pleased smile he tucks away when it works.

Percy gets batter splattered on his cheek and she loops a foot around his leg to pull him closer. He moves into her space effortlessly, fitting there without taking up any extra room. A small smile pressing his lips together and crinkling the skin around his eyes and he looks at her with those eyes of his and it’s one of those times when she can’t believe.

She can’t believe she deserves this, him.

(But then again, she can. She can believe that they are two souls who have been aching and aching with hurt and right now they deserve to be healing together.)

Annabeth puts down her coffee and swipes the batter off his cheek, watching him follow her movements. She dusts a kiss over the freckles on his nose and smiles when he laughs. Her cheeks ache so much with smiling and she only smiles more when he presses them between her palms, scrunching his nose right up to hers.

And this happiness. This bubbling, settling, silly happiness just fills her up and up and up. She loves this boy. From the top of his sleep-mussed hair to his finger-toes. In the corner of their own kitchen, with a cheesy song serenading them from the radio, and her boyfriend kissing smiles to her mouth, Annabeth feels so happy she can feel it spilling over and over.

(When she sees his happiness shining back at her, she knows they deserve this.)

She leans back just enough to see his face and tilts her head.

“What should we do today?” he asks her.

“This,” she says, chasing his lips, “and this and this and this.”

Eurovision entries 2k17

1 Isreal: GUNS
2 Poland: boobs
3 Belarus: idiots on a hooverboat
4 Austria: wannabe ed sheeran
5 Armenia: fierce woman with cool music
6 Netherlands: BABES
7 Moldova: SAX GUY
8 Hungary: JAMALLALAL AKA BEST ENTRY SHOULD WIN
9 Italy: DICKS OUTS FOR HARAMBE
10 Denmark: the London look in red
11 Portugal: salvador babe
12 azerbaijan: azerbdjammer (dutch pun, V funny)
13 Croatia: schizofrend
14 Australia: eyebrow porn
15 Greece: symmetric head is no excuse
16 Spain: 5sos wannabe
17 Norway: daft punk
18 Uk: shit uk
19 Cyprus: catchy or st
20 Romania: YODELE
21 Germany: designer top
22 Ukraine: generic rocksong
23 Belgium: london grammar chick
24 Sweden: rapists on an escalator
25 Bulgaria: kpop on a stick
26 France: doublelick icepop

#8 I Found A Love for Me

A/N: hey nerds. this week has been a doozy, but nonetheless i’m well and breathing. sorry i haven’t written in a while, writers block was full force and I was so stressed I was just creatively like…not there. at all. ANYWHO here we go. Back on track. lets do this shit. In the mean time, feel free to read all of my stuff here -> it’s always tagged under “ficshit” 

The List Be Here
1. Oh my god you’re in love with her
2. You’re too good for this world
3. It’s about damn time!
4. I just had to see you
5. Please let me help
6. H-How long have you been standing there?
7. Could you be happy here with me? (this one is my fave so far xx)

***I’m also going to be a douche bag and NOT write this prompt, I have another prompt i’ve had in my head for a bit and I’m gonna write that one instead. Don’t h8***

Based off of Ed Sheeran’s “Perfect” and “Hearts Don’t Break Around Here” BECAUSE I can’t not think of Bechloe when I listen to them. Assholes.

Dating for three years, engaged for one, these two were finally ready to tie the knot.

Most of the wedding plans were set other than the details regarding the reception. More specifically, their first dance. Beca had told Chloe she wanted to surprise her and to leave all the music to her, but Chloe didn’t not like knowing what was going on. 

They were sitting on the couch, Beca on her laptop - Chloe flipping through social media on her phone, their legs intertwined but bodies on opposite ends of the couch. Chloe nudged Beca with her foot. “Hey.. so like can you at least give me a hint?”

Beca looked up and took an earbud out, “A hint to what?”

“The wedding stuff. Just give me like a genre.”

“Nope.”

“Babe pleaseeeee” pouty face in full force, Beca’s weakness.

“Nope. Notta.”

“I’ll give you a foot rub every night this week and do the laundry for a month.”

“You already give me a foot rub every night.”

“Okay but the laundry thing.”

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OMIGOSH OKAY SO I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR ED TO RELEASE NEW MUSIC FOR LIKE A YEAR AND A HALF AND HIS NEW SONGS ARE SOOOOOO BEAUTIFUL I WANNA CRI SO I FELT LIKE DRAWING HIM AND I DID AND I JUST LOVE THIS MAN SO FREAKING MUCH GAHHHH