his face is too adorable

happy birthday, sweet boy!

for two years in a row now, I’ve been lucky enough to be able to tell Jensen happy birthday in person and this year was an absolute dream ❤

Jensen was so incredibly wonderful this con – not that he isn’t always, but there was an ease about him this con, or maybe an ease about me, that made this convention so good. His performances on Saturday night were goosebump worthy (three songs!!!!) and all of Sunday he was wonderful

I didn’t go gold this year so I first saw Jensen at his photo-ops at 10:45 Sunday morning. I had Jared’s m&g so I had to stand with some of the first people in line. Jensen walked in after a few minutes, sat his coffee down, and waved and grinned as everyone cheered. I watched him take four or five pictures with people, saying hi and being so kind to each person, doing poses with practiced skill. I watched as a woman in a wheelchair came up and wanted to stand in her picture with him so he helped her up so gently and held her tight before assisting her as she sat down and thanked her so much for coming. After the first four or five pictures he asked Chris (the photographer) to turn off the music and he walked over, standing right by me, and said, “Guys, I just want to apologize. Jared doused me in his cologne right before this because that’s the Jared we’re dealing with today,” and then he looked at me and waved his hand to make the cologne go my way. Absolute menace, I’m telling you.

My picture came up and he smiled and said hi in this sweet, soft voice he has when he’s one-on-one with people and I asked him if I could just hug him and he said, “Absolutely, sweetheart,” and pulled me in and I just melted getting to hug that soft and beautiful boy ;;;;;;;;;; 

I love his smile so much and I got to see it many times this con and I’m so grateful for that

I told him thank you and he smiled real big and told me, “No, thank you” and then I let him get on with his photos 

Autographs are a whole different story, but just as wonderful and just as important as the man who made every little moment something so memorable

I wish I could do more for him on his birthday, but I don’t know how or what, so all I can say is that I hope he has the most wonderful day ❤ he deserves it and so much more and each day I grow more and more thankful for him and the person he is and what he’s done for me and this fandom and the people around him. we are so lucky to have him as we do 

I love you so much, Jensen Ackles

anonymous asked:

MSR - #47

47. “D-don’t do that with your lips.”  - MSR

She was putting more pressure on herself than she should and she knew it.  She had to keep reminding herself, over and over, it was just dinner.  Just dinner.  Technically, it was a date, but it was also just dinner.  At this point, she and Mulder had had hundreds of dinners together.  They’d just never been on any dates.

As she furiously stirred the spaghetti sauce to keep it from burning, she had to ask herself what she could possibly have been thinking when she asked him to come over.  Maybe it was too soon for something like this.  Maybe they should’ve gone out to eat instead.  But, no, they would be far too nervous and uncomfortable in public.  This was better.  And she really did want to cook for him.  Prove that she could slice and dice more than dead bodies.

Scully lifted the wooden spoon out of the spaghetti sauce and blew on it to cool it down a little before dipping the tip of her tongue onto it.  It needed something, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.  Maybe oregano.

“How’s it going in there?” Mulder called.

“Fine,” Scully called back.

Two wine glasses sat on the edge of the counter.  She’d poured them both when he got there and forgot to take them out.  She got sidetracked by the sauce.  And oh, she needed to get the spaghetti down from the shelf.  The water was just starting to boil on the back of the stove.

Standing on tip-toe, Scully’s fingers were just able to make the slightest hint of contact with the plastic container she kept the noodles in.  If she was wearing shoes, she’d be fine, but in bare feet, she lost the precious inches needed to reach.  She probably should’ve just called Mulder in to get it for her.  It probably would’ve made his day, needing to grab something off a shelf for her.  But, stubborn and independent as always, she had to get it herself.

It happened so fast.  She bent her knees to hop up and swipe the container off the shelf, but she misjudged the strength of her hand.  The container flew towards her and she stumbled out of the way, reaching for something to hold on to.  Her right hand hit the handle of the saucepan and her her left slipped out from under her on the counter, knocking into the wine glasses.

The top of the plastic container popped off, sending spaghetti bouncing across the floor.  The saucepan tumbled off the stove, splattering sauce over the broken noodles and down the side of the oven.  The wine glasses shattered on top of the mess, adding white wine and broken glass to the mix.

Mulder was in the doorway in an instant and for a moment, Scully was surprised he didn’t have his weapon drawn.  She blinked at him in shock and then mortification set in and she bit her lip.

“Don’t move,” Mulder said, pushing up the sleeves of his sweater.

“It was an accident,” she said.

“I can see that.  But, you’re barefoot and there’s glass all over.  Don’t move.”

Scully looked down at the mess at her feet.  “Damn,” she muttered.

First, Mulder shut off the burners.  Then, cautiously, he took a wide step over the mess and put his hands on Scully’s hips.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Bend your knees, let me scoop you up.”

“Mulder, no.  Just get me my shoes.”

“Don’t be difficult, bend your knees.”

Scully sighed and put her arm around Mulder’s shoulders.  He leaned down and she bent her knees and he scooped her up.  He smiled and jiggled her a little.

“Well, isn’t this cozy,” he said.

She kicked her feet a little and squirmed and he laughed, loosening his arms a little to pretend he was going to drop her and she clutched his shoulder tightly.  Suddenly, she turned and buried her face against his neck and wrapped her other arm around him.

“Hey,” he said, easing her down onto the little table in her kitchen and out of harms way.  “What’s wrong?”

“I’m so embarrassed,” she mumbled, her neck bent and eyes downcast.

“You should see the messes I make when I cook.  “We’ll just have to be that couple that eats out all the time.”

“I can cook, Mulder.  It was just…”

“First date jitters?”

“It’s ridiculous, I know.”  She pushed her bottom lip out, feeling very angry and pouty at the moment.

“D-don’t do that with your lips,” Mulder said.

“Do what?”

He touched his finger to the plump middle of her bottom lip and dragged it down a bit.  “Don’t pout like that,” he whispered, bending slightly so his face was closer to hers.  “It looks too adorable and I’m gonna have to kiss you if you keep doing it.”

She pushed her lip out further, but the corners of her mouth came up as well with amusement that crinkled her eyes.  He leaned in and pressed tiny kisses to her bottom lip, nibbling at it lightly until she smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck.  He rested his forehead against hers and brushed his nose back and forth across the tip of hers.

“I think we should order a pizza,” he said.

She laughed and nodded her head.  

The End

Lean green screaming machine

Other people: not driving at a green light because they’re looking at their phone

Me, an intellectual: not driving at a green light because I’m looking at my adorable stinkin’ dog

shadowhunting  asked:

for the writing prompts: "i adore you" for malec 🕊

“i adore you.”

the expression on alec’s face changed from a happy, playful grin to a look of utter shock, as if he wasn’t aware of the fact that magnus was madly in love with him. they were sitting on the couch, the tv flickering almost lazily in front of them. magnus’ reading glasses were sliding off of alec’s nose slowly, almost comically, alec having been in a rather cheeky mood and plucking them off of magnus’ nose and trying them on for himself. The sight of seeing alec blinking rapidly as he tried to adjust his eyes to the prescription, the round frames making alec look even more precious than he was and magnus had let out a giggle, shaking his head in astonishment and disbelief as alec scrunched up his nose adorably, a smile on his face.

“me too,” alec replied quietly, almost a whisper, but his eyes widened, the glasses making them look even bigger, and he added on rapidly, “i mean, not that i adore me as well, but that i adore you. so, so much.”

magnus chuckled and slowly, almost intimately, reached out and removed the glasses on alec’s faces, his fingers brushing against alec’s skin and causes the younger man to shiver. magnus set them down on the table and snuggled into alec’s side, who put his arms around him.

“i’m so glad i met you,” magnus sighs, tracing a rune on alec’s arm absentmindedly and alec inhales sharply through his nose. it takes him a moment to respond with, “yeah.” a simple, short reply but it holds so much meaning and there’s so much sincerity in his voice that magnus’ heart melts.

“i’m really glad i met you, too.”

Can’t get the idea of tiny Laxus bringing an even tinier Freed to Fairy Tail for the first time out of my head. And giving him a tour.

Makoto loves waking up next to Haru.
He loves staying over at Harus house to keep him company, to have a silly little sleepover (even though he lives just next door). He loves the evenings spent together, playing games, simply talking (because that’s what they do when it’s just the two of them), or, on gentle summer nights, spending time on the porch and looking at the stars together.

   – But the thing Makoto loves the most is the mornings after; the waking up together part. Or him waking up before Haru and being able to quietly watch him; watching his content, sleeping face, the little notions his eyes and nose and mouth do while he’s dreaming, the little hums and huffs that escape him when he turns around to another side, how his hair carelessly falls into his face, wild and untamed.
Makoto loves the scent the morning brings, too. He adores it, and he can’t think of anything else that’s better. It’s, by far, his favourite scent; because Haru doesn’t smell like shampoo or chlorine for once, not at this very moment. Haru smells like warmth and sleep and Haru, and Makoto finds himself oddly drawn to it, so much that he imagines how nice it would be to press his nose against Harus neck, just to breathe in deeply and take it all in. All of Haru.

It’s times like these when his heart is pounding way too loud in his ears, and he has to get up to wash his face to cool down a little, to bring some distance between them before he does something stupid. Something that can’t be undone, something he’d regret at some point (oh, if he only knew).

When he gets back, he is greeted by somewhat drowsy, but somewhat clear and keen blue eyes, and Makoto can’t help but smile shyly in response, rubbing the back of his neck, and–

     “– Good morning, Haru-chan.”

“Could [Sauron’s] power be defied by Bombadil alone? I think not. I think that in the end, if all else is conquered, Bombadil will fall, Last as he was First; and then Night will come.” - The Fellowship of the Ring

Exaggerated a little in context, think about what a magnificent image this would be! 

Imagine the Last Battle, the Dagor Dagorath; armies lie strewn across the plains of Valinor, smoking and blackened and ruined. Melkor hurls the Sun and Moon from the sky, and into cataclysm they fall, and all that is good in Arda withers, and falls into ruin with them. And before all the ravening hordes of Mordor and Angband and Utumno combined stands only Tom Bombadil, Iarwain Ben-Adar, oldest and fatherless, with his yellow boots and blue coat and a twinkle in his eye. And with a “Hey dol! merry dol! ring a dong dillo!”, watch him slay, until surely too his end must come, and Night devours the world.

Sign me up for the apocalypse movie of the century!

I would never!

You and your best friend Jackson were drinking Boba in a store near the JYP building since it was both your breaks. Your group Pure Eternity decided to go have some Bulgogi instead and you weren’t that hungry so you went with Jackson instead. Your Korean wasn’t as good as your english so you and Jackson always spoke in english. He kept making jokes and you were dying. Your best friend is just so funny, he put straws into his nose and that’s when you blew up laughing “OH JACKSON! STOP HAJIMA!!” You were gonna pee your pants. “Ok ok come on break is almost over we have to go back” reminded Jackson “nahhh Jackson we have english class next so we don’t have to go. Ohh can you teach me Chinese, I wanna impress Winwin!” After a few, more like 100 tries you finally learned to say “I love you” and “I am winwin’s only” and Jackson secretly taught you “I am stupid” by telling you it meant “I am Jackson’s best friend”. An hour later Jackson told you he will drop you back home so you can rest, you told him you can go alone but he is too protective so he didn’t allow it. Once you arrived home and Jackson left after eating all Winwin’s favorite candyㅋㅋ you decided to take a nap.

An hour later you heard the door open and you knew it was Winwin. You excitedly stood up and went to hug him, but you were surprised when he pushed you away. Confused you asked in a nervous tone “Winwin… What’s wrong?” “DO YOU NOT KNOW WHAT’S WRONG!? YOU’VE BEEN CHEATING ON ME WITH THAT GOT7 JACKSON. I KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN. I SHOULD’VE KNOWN BETTER THAN TO KEEP YOU IN JYP TO MAKE BOYFRIENDS WITH THESE SUNBAES!!!” You were taken aback. Shocked. Frozen. Your eyes welled up. Tears were fighting to fall. “Win..” “DON’T, DON’T START” he pushed everything infront if him and they shattered on the floor. You got so scared and so sad that he was doubting you like this. You thought he would trust you. You ran out of the house to Pure Eternity’s dorm.

You started to cry to your members as you told them what had happened. They were disappointed at what Winwin had said and they were surprised on how he got this information. Your leader quickly checked the internet and her prediction was right. It was all over the internet headlined “A MEMBER OF PURE ETERNITY DATING GOT7 JACKSON” you felt your stomach flip. JYP was gonna kill you and Jackson. All the photos from the article were taken today when you were at the boba shop. You didn’t blame Winwin for believing them since they looked pretty convincing but you were so sad that he didn’t trust you and that he didn’t let you explain. Your members prepared your room and you immediately went to sleep since you were so tired.

The next day at the JYP building JYP asked to see you and Jackson to discuss the false article “So explain you two” started JYP. Jackson started explaining that you two were only best friends and that you were at the boba shop for your break not a date and that all the rumors were false. JYP believed you since he knew you were dating Winwin and that you and Jackson were indeed very close. He sent an email to his assistant to write an article saying it’s all fake and to clear everything up. Many of the comments were surprisingly surprising saying things like “Awwww I shipped them alot” and “Dammit I thought my ship was sailing” you wanted to laugh but Jackson started tickling you for no reason

Back at your apartment Winwin couldn’t sleep for the night. He was busy recalling the events that had happened and the harsh things he said to you. And once the new article was released he felt worse. He didn’t know why he believed the article. He knew you would never do that but jealousy took over this little cute boy. He wanted to call you but he thought you might be mad at him so he decided not to. Suddenly he heard a knock on the door. He ran to open it hoping it would be you however he saw someone he didn’t want to see: Jackson. “Hey, I got you a Chinese book so you can… Oh hi Winwin! Wow! You look like a mess and the house too!! What’s wrong?” He asked Winwin with concern. Winwin was shocked at how nice Jackson was. “No wonder she likes you more!” Winwin spoke. Jackson was so confused. “Who?” And after Winwin said your name Jackson burst out laughing. “HAHAHAH ME!? DUDE SHE LIKES YOU SO MUCH SHE MADE ME TEACH HER CHINESE JUST SO SHE CAN IMPRESS YOU!” And Jackson continued laughing. Winwin was shocked at his words. He felt so happy that you like him but he also felt sick. “Hyung what do I do now?” asked Winwin. Jackson gave Winwin a great plan and Winwin decided to do it. Him and Jackson started planning it.

You decided to go back to your apartment, since you knew Winwin would be at practice at this time, to grab some stuff. However when you entered you weren’t expecting to see NCT standing in a line holding a rose each. First in line was Kun he gave you a flower and said “Sorry” the same thing was done by Mark, Yuta, Jaehyun, Taeil , Taeyong and Johnny. And after that you felt hands cover your eyes and someone whispered “I’m so sorry. I got so jealous I burst and I didn’t mean anything I said. I love you so much” you felt a drop of water on your shoulder so you turned around and saw Winwin crying. He pulled you into a very tight hug. You hugged him back as tightly as he was hugging you saying “It’s okay. You dont have to be jealous though. I love you too much to ever cheat on you!” You wiped his tears and gave him a kiss on his cheek. “Okay thanks guys you can go now” and so left NCT, Winwin hugged you again. He was so cute, he looked like a baby.

Winwin wouldn’t let you go until you reached the bed you shared. He tucked you in and told you to rest until he came back, and once he came back he gave you a beautiful necklace with both your initials as charms. You looked at him with sincere eyes and thanked him. He hugged you once more and scooted next to you pulling your head into his chest still wrapping his arms around you “I love you” said Winwin while stroking your hair, you looked up at him about to answer back but you were shut up by the softest lips crashing into yours. He kissed you for almost a minute and once you let go he had the biggest and goofiest smile ever on his face. He was too adorable he put your head again into his chest, however this time to hide himself from you because he was so so red. “I love you too Sicheng” you said in Chinese and you hugged him to sleep. “I love you way more” he layed a kiss on your forehead as he too went to sleep.

Originally posted by 7thvelvet


Its been so long since my last drawing i posted here..

Well thankfully cutie asra provided inspiration! Also i adore his bashful face and his ongoing ‘’:3c’’ face too

Asra is from the game ‘’ The Arcana’’ Go check it out in the appstore or google play guys!! is amazing so far!! ;3 
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