he looks so in love with her

astrangetypeofchemistry  asked:

Ninette AU where Nino is the cute barista and Marinette stutters every time she orders


“Hey,” said Kim, grinning as he nudged Nino’s side. “There’s your number one customer.”

Nino glanced up from the latte he was making, spotting the dark-haired, blue-eyed girl that often found her way into the coffee shop during his shifts. As he watched, she bit her lip uneasily as she glanced around, as if looking for something…

Suddenly, her eyes caught his on her, and her face exploded in red. As she ducked her head, Kim cackled.

“So, when’s the wedding?”

Nino rolled his eyes at his co-worker, hoping that would distract from his own embarrassment.

“Just because she’s blushing doesn’t mean she’s interested in me,” Nino said, feeling his heart sink as he spoke the words. “Maybe she’s just shy.”

“Uh-huh. Which is why she only blushes around you.” Kim shook his head and nudged Nino away from the drink he was making. “I’ve got this. You go take her order. Go on, I know you want to.”

“Anyone ever tell you you’re a busybody, dude?” Nino grumbled, but nonetheless made his way over to the counter, smiling easily at the girl, even as her freckled skin flooded with red. “Hi, welcome back. The usual?”

“Um, y-yes,” his favorite customer stuttered, and Nino thought her hand might be shaking as she brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. He tried not to think too deeply on it as he grabbed a travel cup from the side, grabbing a Sharpie and writing down the woman’s preferred drink.

“Name?” He asked, glancing over as he wondered if she would actually give it to him this time–usually, this was about the point where she dissolved into a stuttering mess for no apparent reason, and Nino took pity on her and made her drink himself so it wouldn’t be confused with anyone else’s.

Today, however, something must have been different, for the woman, though her face was still plenty red, squared her shoulders.

“M-Marinette,” she answered, and at last, Nino had a name to go along with that lovely face. “M-my name is Marinette.”

“…Marinette,” Nino repeated, smiling. Marinette’s face grew impossibly redder, and she ducked her head again. Once again, Nino took pity on her and moved on, scribbling her name on the side of the cup before passing it on to his coworker, turning to the cash register next. “Sorry I won’t be able to personally make your coffee today, but I’m sure it’ll still be good.”

Marinette mumbled something as she handed him the cash to pay for her drink, shifting from foot to foot. Nino blinked, leaning forward.

“Sorry? I didn’t catch that…”

Marinette took a deep breath, her blue eyes peering up at him.

“I, I said…that I-I l-like your face–COFFEE! I like your coffee! Th-the coffee here! I like it, it’s good!”

Nino stared at her, feeling himself grow warm under the collar as she stared at him, mortified. She squeaked out a thanks, and then swiftly moved over to the waiting line; Nino watched her bury her face into the collar of her coat, and something warm washed through him.

Oh no…she was adorable.

The question was…what was he going to do about it?

“Kim, hold up,” Nino requested, grabbing Kim’s arm as he picked up Marinette’s completed coffee order, picking up the Sharpie once again. “I forgot to add something…”

Kim squinted at the sequence of numbers Nino had added right under Marinette’s name, sending Nino a sly look.

“Your phone number, huh? Tell me again how you don’t think she’s interested?”

“Shut up and give her the cup.”

linn comes out and says do i have to wear this and eskild is like herregud yeah
and linn is like but the scarf too
and eskild is like herregud yes linn this is muslims most important day
and then eskild is like whats wrong
and linn is like do you think noora is going to leave us and then eskild asks linn to sit on the couch with him and eskild says that even though we dont always like william (LMAO) and that we know she’s way better than him
we have to let her live her life
and that noora loves them
and then they hug
and eskild is like you look so good
and then he’s like i want a scarf too but im not allowed and then he says wanna drink some pepsi max? (war flashbacks)

anonymous asked:

You pointed out in A Mockingbird's Song of Ice and Fire that Petyr has the emocional/mental maturity of a teenager, what more could you say about that?

First off, thank you, anon, for taking the time to tackle that beast. It’s much appreciated.

Second, sure, I can expand a bit on that thought, but please note that I’m not a psychologist or a psychiatrist, so consider this nothing more than speculative musings of an amateur who loves to read about psychology in her free time.

Immaturity is one aspect of Petyr’s character, and I think it’s a symptom of a complex condition stemming from a series of traumatic experiences he goes through as a boy (starting w/ falling in love and ending w/ getting raped and almost killed). Severe traumas, esp. those suffered at the hands of those a child trusts/loves/looks up to (mainly caregivers, family members), can freeze psychological growth. This can disrupt healthy conscience development and result in various problems, including attachment and personality disorders. Petyr, imo, clearly suffers from such issues and him being a brothelkeeper is like a neon sign advertising his impaired ability (and later refusal) to bond w/ others in a meaningful, appropriate manner. He has superior intelligence but since he’s never received any psychological “repair work”, emotionally he hasn’t grown beyond his teenager self (+ he does his best to repress even that), which creates this contradictory character who uses refined cunning but is ultimately fueled by raw emotion.

Petyr’s “trauma bundle” anchors him to his teenage years, and no matter how high he climbs, it can temporarily yank him back to that state which is marked w/ intense feelings of love, hatred, and fear; that is, it sometimes causes him to regress to the point where his “freezing” occurred (when he was in love and when he was violated in every major way imaginable). We can see this regression happen e.g. when Tyrion fools him and Petyr reacts like a petulant kid, or every time when he’s around Sansa who, as GRRM himself pointed out, is his teenage fantasies returned again. Littlefinger is warped and horrible bc he’s perfectly adjusted to survival. He’s detached and in control most of the time, but Sansa automatically connects to that lovesick/horny/reckless teenager frozen inside him, causing him to slip up. In other words, she is a(n unwitting) trigger and he is not well. Not at all.

Lights On: A Stiles Stilinski Imagine

So this is based off Lights On by Shawn Mendes because that song is literally my life, and I feel like it is such a Stiles kind of song, if you get what I mean. Anyway, enjoy x 

Damn, you look so good with your clothes on

And I’m not trying to come off too strong
But you know that I can’t help it
‘Cause girl you’re beautiful

From the moment Stiles saw her, he knew he loved her. Of course, it sounded cliche, but he just couldn’t help it. 

Y/N Y/L/N was beautiful. 

And so he made an effort to tell her everyday, smiling at the blushes that always came, and the gentle kisses she’d give him, telling him to stop being silly, to which he always replied, I’m only telling the truth baby. 

He’d lace his fingers through her as they walked to his door. His dad would be at work, and so they’d use the opportunity as a study date. Him wanting to do other things, her actually wanting to study. 

“You know you don’t have to worry about your grades. You’re gonna get in,” he knelt down before the bed that she lay sprawled across, books spread out, so their faces were inches apart. 

“You don’t know that Stiles. I might not get good grades,” she crinkled her forehead in that adorable way he loved, fiddling with the cuffs of that plaid shirt that was slightly too big for her, considering it was actually his. 

But he didn’t care. She looked perfect in it. 

“Of course you are. You’re gonna get into Stanford, graduate, then we’re gonna get married, and move into that house with that picket fence. Maybe get a dog, or a cat, or both, have kids. Grow old, and sit on a creaky old porch watching our grandkids run about. Little mini-mes and mini-yous.”

It was a fantasy he always told her. One she loved, and one he wanted more than anything. 

One that always ended in a kiss.

And I can’t deny I want your body
But I’m a gentleman so I’ll be
The one who takes it slowly
'Cause girl you’re so beautiful

Stiles was always the perfect gentleman. 

He always made sure to do things at her pace. It was one of the many reasons why she loved him. 

Of course, this was only a small factor compared to his kind heart, his adorableness. His honey coloured eyes, his moles that dotted his face. The list continued. 

Y/N Y/L/N wanted to stay with him for the rest of her life. 

She kissed him slowly, passionately, savouring every moment. She felt his hands slide up into her hair as she pushed the jacket off his shoulders, her hands moving up the planes of his chest. 

“You’re beautiful”, he mumbled against her lips. 

“Stop being silly.”

I wanna love you with the lights on
Keep you up all night long
Darling, I wanna see every inch of you
I get lost in the way you move

Y/N was sleeping, her head against Stiles’ chest, her hair tickling his skin. 

He didn’t mind though. As long as he was with her, that was what mattered. 

He wasn’t tired, and falling asleep would only stop him from seeing her beautiful form in his arms. Of course, he saw her in his dreams, but it wasn’t quite the same. In his dreams, the kisses weren’t real. In his dreams, he couldn’t really feel the softness of her skin against his. In his dreams, he wasn’t really with her. 

Stroking her arm, he placed a kiss into her hair. 

“I love you, beautiful,” he whispered to her, the lights still on. 

He knew she heard him. 

I wanna love you with the lights on
Hold you 'til the night’s gone
Darling, I wanna see every inch of you
I get lost in the way you move
I wanna love you with the lights on

Stiles was asleep when Y/N woke up. 

She turned to face the clock, seeing the time that meant they were late to school. She considered waking her unconscious boyfriend, but with his eyelashes fluttering and his chest moving, she thought better of it. 

They could miss one day. As he always said, it’s not like either of them had to worry about their grades. 

Snuggling back into his chest, noticing how the lights were still on, she felt him stir. 

“You know, you’re beautiful in the mornings.”

“Stop being silly.”

“Good morning to you too.”

She kissed him, his hand cupping her cheek as he kissed her back with just as much love and desire.


anonymous asked:

If you go to rodhamclinton1971 on Instagram there's a video of Hillary on the phone with bill saying "I love you too honey"

ohh my god that’s so cute thank you so much for pointing me towards that! (link for anyone who hasn’t seen it) so that looks like it was just after her speech at the dnc in 1996, he must have called after watching her speak 💙

Good Morning, Best Morning

I am just really in the mood for more Malec fluff… So I wrote more…

There may be another version of this posted at a later time…

THANK YOU TO MY LOVELY PARABETA @sfjessii I promise you, she is amazing and helps me more than she knows! Thank you, dearest! <3 

Read it her on ao3: Good Morning, Best Morning

Alec is enjoying the gentle lips caressing over his abs, working their way over as much of Alec as they can, and honestly, there are few better ways to start a morning, in his opinion.

He looks down into the eyes of his boyfriend, the love of his life, and can’t help but smile, especially as Magnus runs his fingers along his sides, caressing, no, treasuring Alec’s skin. He lets out a content sigh and one of his hands makes it’s way to curl into the loose strands of Magnus’ hair.

Magnus’ lips make it back to where they initially began upon waking up, Alec’s lips. Soft and so kiss starved. Magnus takes in Alec’s lower lip before taking over his top, then he deepens the kiss, his fingers moving to caress Alec’s jaw, gently, his fingers relishing in morning scruff beneath them. “Mmmm… Good Morning.” He whispers against Alec’s lips.

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Middle Of A Memory - Pete Dunne

Originally posted by pinknights

We were gonna dance till they shut it down
People’d be staring while I spin you ‘round
Thinking we were so in love, yeah
They wouldn’t know we hadn’t even hooked up

Pete was in love. He was never one to expressing feelings for anybody. Y|N, it was different. Trent and Tyler saw a change in him. 
Pete looked at Y|N with love in his eyes as he spun her around the dance floor in the middle of the crowd of people. 
“Y|N’s a good one for Pete.” Tyler nudged Trent in the arm as they watched the two. 
Y|N laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck with a huge smile on her face. Pete actually had a smile on his face as he had his arm wrapped around her waist. 

I’d get your number and I’d give you mine
And we’d be hanging out tomorrow night
But now I don’t know where you are
I’m under these lights right here in the dark

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‘The sun is dying,’ I said, looking up.
The sun really looked like it was dying, shot by the force of the Earth’s rotation and the inevitable pull of time. The sky was a hue of rosy pink, catching the last brilliant lights left scattered across the horizon.
'If it’s dying, why does it have to be so magnificent?’ he asked.
'I guess the sun likes being grand.’
He took my hand and warmed it in his without saying a word. Everything around us turned quiet - the humming traffic, the whispering passer-bys, the occasional rustle of autumn leaves. We were walking along Central. The giant clock at Federation square showed 5:40pm. Our movements were slow, sedated - anything but hurried. If the sun really was dying, we were very much alive.
Just watched the new Andi Mack, like last week this is just going to be a huge rant, ready?

Alright so, first of all watching Jonah come into his own and realize how abusive Amber is was amazing. And I think that for him, it’s not about a crush, but that Andi and Cyrus made him see the problem. I also love how he asked for the bracelet back. For Jonah that’s HUGE. He’s let Amber control him for so long. Breaking up with her was a big deal, but I think asking for the bracelet back was even bigger. He admitted that she stole it and he was very strong willed. I’m so excited for this new Jonah. 

Obviously, I have to talk about the looking back, but everyone else had at length so I’m going to talk about the video of the cast watching that scene instead. The entire room is screaming and then Asher squeezes Josh’s arm, these teenage boys are as excited about this happening as we are and understand how groundbreaking it will be. With that one look back, Josh became the first Disney star to officially portray a queer character. When this happened with Hayden and Gavin in The Fosters, Hayden made a point to remind fans he was straight as often as humanly possible. I don’t see Josh or Asher doing that and the sheer progress that shows is fucking amazing. Josh and Asher may pave the way for a new kind of male celebrity, one who follows in Rowan Blanchard’s path of activism and role model behavior. I am so excited to watch this unfold.

Finally, we have Bex and Bowie. I love Bowie, but no. Please don’t put them together. PLEASE! Showing a powerful woman as a single mom is SO important. Kids who are raised by single parents so rarely have someone they can look up to on TV, Emma Nelson on Degrassi was great, but then Spike married Snake and yet again we were taught a single mother cannot raise a child in their teen years. That’s not a message I approve of. Bex is bad ass as fuck, let her go through the struggles of being a single mom. Yes, I do want Bowie in their lives, of course, but he should not become perfect dad who sticks around. That’s not who he is. I hope if he does propose (which would be really stupid) Bex says no. I’d love them to both take care of Andi, but not as a couple. Let Disney do one more insane thing, please. 


Okay, so, I love their relationship so much. I think we are learning more and more about Buffy through that, the biggest thing, something doesn’t add up in her brain. She doesn’t understand apologies. I want them to go down the road that she is neurodivergent so badly, I think that would be fucking amazing representation. In terms of their relationship, I might actually ship two straight people, and for me that’s kind of unheard of. It’s so organic and so middle school. There is nothing over the top or grown up about it and I’m totally in love with that. 

anonymous asked:

in the annie au, how would finn set jyn and cassian up? I NEED THIS

Anon 2: Hi! Didn’t know that you had an Annie plot! Do the head of security and the billionaire socialite realize that they like each other?

Anon 3: What were some tactics Finn and company used to get Cassian and Jyn together?

First, tell me the truth: Is this just one anon who loves the Annie AU or are there are bunch of you who are into this idea? lol.

Finn notices things, and he notices how Cassian smiles when Jyn’s around and she’s not looking. He notices how Jyn watches Cassian leave when usually her interests drops away completely when a conversation is done. And Finn is an optimist. Despite his hard life, he believes that if you just do something about your own fate you can change the trajectory of your lives. He sees how Jyn and Cassian have changed his life, so why not give them something in return? In this case, a little push toward one another.

The first time Finn “sets them up,” it’s not on purpose. Mr. Ren at the First Order Orphanage notices how billionaire Ms. Erso has taken a shine to him and thinks that maybe he can use Finn as leverage or as a trump card for himself. Snatching Finn off the street and dragging him back to the orphanage, Finn is able to escape again–this time with the help of a new kid there–one Poe Dameron. They “borrow” a moped and go for a crazy escape ride down the city streets and are picked up by the police. Detective Organa gives them both a side eye, but when Finn says his “parents” are Jyn Erso and Cassian Andor, the savvy detective, who knows exactly who Jyn Erso is, calls his bluff and makes a call to both. But to her surprise, not only does Jyn show up, so does Cassian, but separately. They fuss over Finn who thinks, well, wouldn’t it be nice if they were actually my parents one day?

The way she looks at Eskild with so much sadness collecting around her but her eyes filled with hope despite everything. Linn almost childlike hope that Eskild will know what to say, that his confidence will get them through. And he does he reassures her with love, that Noora loved them. That she’s beautiful and kind and that they’re going to take care of each other no matter what. They’ll make it through.

anonymous asked:

Just wanted to get an opinion. I've often seen it said that Jon should marry Sansa to get the North and Riverlands, but couldn't he still have those because the Starks support him? Bran loves him, Arya will always love him and Sansa now considers him a Stark and her brother, unless they turn on him not like the North has some fourth Stark to follow or Edmure another Stark niece/nephew. And I don't trust Robin, he wanted to or thought he'd marry Sansa, so jonsa might get him angry

Not necessarily. 

Just look at Season 6. Many of the houses weren’t really keen on Jon being King of the North for the sole fact that he’s a bastard, regardless of the fact that his father is (believed to be) Ned Stark and he’s the last remaining son that they know of. A lot of these houses are now willing to stand by Jon because of his prowess on the battlefield. He won back Winterfell; he’s rumored to be the greatest swordsman in the lands, etcetc. There is also a war coming, and if they believe Jon, two wars coming. They need someone who can lead them and unite the North, so for now, Jon is their man. 

Unfortunately, in a time of peace, there will be power-hungry people (like LF – he’s not the only weasel in Westeros) that would want the North for themselves. If his Targaryen bloodline is revealed, that would only lessen his hold on the North. They can get behind Jon when he’s Ned’s bastard son, but if he’s Rhaegar’s bastard son? Well, shit. That’s a whole different ballgame. It doesn’t matter if he has Stark blood in him on Lyanna’s side because it’s only the male bloodline that determines whose house a person belongs to. And the North has lost many loved ones to the war with the Targaryens. Will they want a Targaryen as their king? Even if it is Jon? I think that’ll split them. There will be those who won’t care and those will use it as an opportunity to dethrone Jon.  

Also, there’s the unfortunate truth that Sansa and Arya’s backing doesn’t make much of a difference. Highborn ladies are meant to marry and produce heirs. In their eyes, their claim as Starks will end as soon as they marry off into whatever household. 

You’ll notice I haven’t touched on what happens if Bran is back, and that’s because I don’t know. His backing might actually help persuade some of the houses. A marriage would just politically strengthen his claim though and that’s probably why people are saying that. However, I want to believe that Jon has enough merit on his own not to need it. He has proven more than once that he is a true Northerner – a true Stark – and many of the houses have seen this. But in a world of precarious politics, it could swing either way. 

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Originally posted by cuddlemelawley

Request:  Can you write for kian where you live in the house with them and the roommates make fun of you guys cause you are so in love

Warnings: Cursing

Word Count: 1,406

Kian Lawley x Reader

Hope you guys enjoy!

“It looks bad when a girl sleeps over at her boyfriend’s house. You know that right?” My mom was pushing my fallen hairs back behind my ear, trying to sucker me into not moving to L.A. to be with my boyfriend of 2 years. 

“Mom, it’s not as bad as you’re making it out to be. You’ve met Kian. He’s sweet, charming, and he wouldn’t do anything to harm me.”

“You don’t understand how bad it makes you sound! You barely know the kid! You live over on the other side of the United States and you expect me to let you fly across the country to go live with a boy you’ve only been dating for barely a year?”

“Two, two years mom.”

“Whatever (Y/n), you do what you want to do but if you fly there, don’t expect to have a place to live when you come back.”

“Fine, I won’t.”

I sighed, I was too busy thinking about how my mom basically disowned me. I looked over an saw Kian fast asleep, mouth slightly open, and light snores coming from his mouth. I’ve been living with him for about three months now and everything has been great.

I leaned over and left a kiss on his cheek and tossed the covers off me and stood up, standing on my tiptoes and letting out a big yawn.

“Baby.” Kian already had the covers wrapped around him and god how he looked amazing with his hair sprawled out everywhere.

“Yes?” I grabbed my hair and put it into a high ponytail and walked into the bathroom an looked at Kian through the mirror.

“What’re we going to do today?” He moved over on my side of the bed so he could see me better.

“I really don’t know,” I splashed my face with water, “I mean, we could just have a lazy day.” I patted my face dry, earning a big sigh from Kian. “What?” 

“You’re so beautiful.”

I blushed and opened his bedroom door, earning a sad look from Kian but I was hungry and I know that when he comes downstairs he’ll want food. 

“Hey (y/n)!”

I looked over an saw Harrison and Corey sprawled out on the couch.

“What’re you two doing here this early?” I grabbed a water from the fridge and leaned against the wall.

“We’re actually waiting for Jc. He said he wanted to go get breakfast this morning.”

I furrowed my eyebrows together. Why wouldn’t they invite Kian? Kian deserves to hang with his friends as well. I’m not trying to hold him back.

“Why wasn’t Kian invited?” I glared over at Corey knowing that he knew why.

“I mean -”

“Guys you ready?”

Jc was at the bottom of the stairs with his eyes wide open looking at me. 

“No, you guys aren’t ready. Why didn’t you invite Kian with y’all to go get something to eat this morning?”

Jc shrugged his shoulders and walked into the kitchen. “I mean, you two always do everything together and we just assumed that you two would cook something this morning and eat here. Nothing bad towards Kian at all.” Jc patted my back and walked over to Corey and Harrison.

I was about to say something until Kian walked down rubbing his eyes. I breathed out and walked into the kitchen. 

“What’s up baby?” Kian mumbled leaning against the wall.

“Your friends.” 

I slammed the pan down on the counter and grabbed the pancake mix from the cabinet. Kian chuckled at me, grabbing my wrist and pulling me into his warm body.

“Baby, it’s perfectly fine. I’d rather be with you than be with those boys and get into trouble.” Kian placed a kiss on the top of my head, making me smile. 

“I don’t want them to think that I’m going to keep you all to myself. Please, go eat with them.” He sighed and placed another kiss on my head.

He yelled to the boys that he was going and I continued making my food. 

“You know, it’s pretty funny how in love you and Kian are.” I let out laugh and looked over at Harrison.

“Yeah, I love him very much.” I flipped the pancake and got a plate out from the cabinet and groaned. “You guys never have dishes cleaned. Guess that’s what I’m gonna have to do when you guys are out.” Harrison let out a big laugh and gave me a quick hug. 

“We couldn’t do it without you.” I laughed, quickly washing a plate and placing it down beside the stove, tossing it onto the plate.

Harrison continued to talk to me until Kian walked in, wrapping his arms around my waist, leaving little kisses on the top of my head.


“Fuck off Harrison!” Kian flicked some pancake mix onto Harrison making him groan.

“Kian! This is my only clean shirt!”

I laughed, putting my last pancake on my plate. I literally feel like a mom with these boys because ever since I came, I’ve come to realize that they hardly know how to wash clothes or do anything to be exact.

“Shouldn’t have said that!”

“I can’t help you! Ever since she moved here you’ve been more lovey dovey around us! We know you love her but keep it pg kids.”

“Harrison! That wasn’t even bad!” I screamed laughing at him.

“Oh well.” 

“Come on Kian, let go of her man, you’ll get to cuddle her when you come back.”Jc peered around the corner rolling his eyes.

“Yeah, let go of her man!”Corey yelled from the living room. “I’m hungry!”

Kian rolled his eyes, pulling me into him and leaving a kiss on my lips, making me smile into the kiss.

“See you later, babygirl.”

“Aw,” Harrison mumbled, “he called her babygirl.”

“Fuck off!” Kian glared over at the boys then looked back at me, leaving another kiss on my lips before walking away with Harrison.

“Bye baby, I love you!” I yelled getting the syrup from the fridge.

“Love you baby!”

I finished folding the rest of Harrison’s clothes because I felt bad for him. I trudged up the stairs balancing the basket against my hip. I opened up Corey’s room and tossed the basket in there, gagging from the terrible smell coming from that boys room. 

So far, I’ve cleaned up the kitchen, straightened up the living room, made mine and Kian’s bed, done 5 loads of laundry and the house still felt nasty to me. I groaned and fell back onto the couch, turning the tv on.

I threw the nearest blanket on me and laid down on the couch. Right when I got comfortable, the front door slung open and the boys piled in.

“Hey (y/n), it smells amazing in here!” Harrison yelled falling down onto the other couch.

“I did a load of your laundry Harrison.” I mumbled scooting over so Kian could lay down beside me. 

“Are you serious?” He got up and walked over to me, leaving a kiss on my head. “Thank you so much, you’re literally the best.” 

“I put them in Corey’s room, by the way.” Harrison thanked me again and jogged up the stairs.

“You’re so sweet to us baby.” I smiled and wrapped my arms around Kian. I miss this boy every time he leaves me. I left small kisses up and down his neck, smirking at the goosebumps rising on his neck.

All the boys were in the living room now, talking about their new video ideas and what they wanted to do tonight. I continued playing with Kian’s hair and he continued to play with my fingers. He loved playing with my fingers, he always made a comment about his hands being way more massive than mine. It made me smile every time he brought my hand up to his mouth to kiss it.

“Okay, we’ll just talk about this stuff when (y/n) is asleep. You two are all over each other.” Jc threw a pillow at us making Kian laugh.

“I can’t help that my girl is smoking hot and I want to be near her 24/7.”

“Fuck off with this cute ass relationship!” Corey yelled.

I just laughed and elbowed Kian to get up. I threw the blanket off me and trudged upstairs,  I was actually tired and wanted a nap.

I crawled over onto Kian’s side of the bed and cuddled up to his pillow and smiled when I heard the door open. I felt the bed shift, smiling when lips came in contact with my cheek.

“Sleep good babygirl, I’ll be up here later.”

“Love you baby.” I mumbled.

“Love you.” Kian threw the cover on me and walked out.

I smiled and slowly drifted off to sleep. 

imaginethat57  asked:

Swan Queen #9! You rock!

“How on earth did you lose our kid?” Emma blustered, her eyes scanning the crowds. She ought to be able to see him–he couldn’t have gone far–and he was getting so tall–

“I didn’t lose him,” Regina responded simply. She gazed placidly at the painting before them, enjoying the beauty in the visible strokes. There was exceptional skill, and she pondered how much the artist was looking to sell this piece for. She’d love to hang it somewhere in the house. “He was hungry, so I let him go find food.”

“He left the building?”

The panic in Emma’s tone drew her attention, and she sighed. “Yes. What’s wrong?”

“He’s just a kid!” Emma ran a hand through her hair, the other coming to rest on her cocked hip. “What if something happens to him?”

“He’s seventeen, and the McDonalds is just across the street. He has his cell phone, as do I. I’m willing to let him exercise some agency in such a simple task.”

Emma’s throat worked hard as she swallowed. “But…”

Searching Emma’s eyes, Regina came to a sudden realization. “I didn’t mean to lecture you on how to parent.”

“I just… We’ve lost him so many times. To the curse, to Neverland–and I gave him up when he was born. I–I don’t want him to think I don’t care where he is or what he’s doing.”

Regina grabbed her hand and squeezed gently. “He will never think that. He knows you love him.”

Emma squeezed back. “I love you, as well.”

anonymous asked:

I know you don't Like Cars 2, but is there anything you like from it?

Yeah! There’s actually quite a few things that I like!

I love Sally and Lightning’s date, and how happy he is about finally being alone with her. I thought the scene with Mater and Lightning hanging out was cute. The phonecall scene between McQueen and Francesco was GOLD and I love that they were roasting each other on live television. I love the montage scene and the song You Might Think. I LOVE the scenery (the way the actual characters look is kinda weird but the locations?? Incredible.) I love all the races we get to see. I love when Luigi goes to Italy and he’s just so damn excited to see his family again.
I love that the entire town drops everything to go to England to help McQueen (and Mater) and I LOVE when they join in on the fight to protect Lightning. I also love the “Yes! You ARE the bomb! And you’ll always BE the bomb!” line. And I love the ending when they’re back in Radiator Springs and Lightning says “That’s why I love you, Sally”. Also “Ka-Ciao Francesco”

I also love the new characters! Especially the racers, but even Finn and Holley were cool. I just felt like those two could have been more interesting but ultimately they were not. Like, my friend’s headcanons for Finn are more interesting than actual Canon Finn tbh??

@a113cowgirl said this the other day and I agree, as a stand-alone film Cars 2 is fine. But when you connect it to Cars and now Cars 3 it… doesn’t feel Right. Tbh I think Cars 2′s plot would have worked better as one of those comics or a video game, ya know?

Oh also the soundtrack is full of nothing but bangers?? Like?? I could jam to those tracks all day tbh??

david freaking archuleta busting out some moves on stage last night WHAT IS LIFE.

youguys. the story behind this is so cute! there was a 12-year-old fan right in front of the stage holding up a sign that said she’s been a fan since she was 3 and asked if david would dance for her tonight. SO HE DID IT. and watch at the end, he looks over and points right at her and walks toward her and smiles and it is not possible to actually love him more i promise because i love him more than i can handle already LOOK AT THIS BOY AND HIS SMILE AND POINT AND WALK AND KILLIN EM. bless everything.

video credit to omar medrano - go check out his ig he has tons of amazingness!