how pretty is that girl

He couldn’t have him

Link loves everything about Rhett and always has. His infectious laugh that sends his whole body vibrating with joy - his long, strong body, and his perfectly coiffed hair. Ever since they were kids Rhett had a presence of home and warmth that made you want to curl up in it and stay there. It was enough to make the Mclaughlin’s house feel like something between a sanctuary and a second home. Because Rhett was there.

But he was a boy in North Carolina, and there was only so long you could you could curl up in the presence of a boy like Rhett before someone started asking questions. Big and scary questions. So he couldn’t have him, or at least - he couldn’t have everything. 

He only thought about the big and scary questions more as time went on. Every time he got annoyed about how often Rhett wanted to talk about that pretty girl three lockers down. Every time he caught himself staring at Rhett swerving around the basketball court like a star, and more times than ever when he was drunk and had Rhett close to him. Those times he was tempted to give himself an answer to those questions. 

But he was still a boy in North Carolina, and this was his very straight best friend with parents who would never even breathe the questions. So he couldn’t have him, and he knew by this point that he never would. 

He’d hoped that maybe adulthood would bring patience, endurance, and maturity. Or that he’d meet someone who could cut the ties of longing that had strangled him since he was five. 

Yet he’d dated a number of smart, funny and beautiful girls. Even fell in love with one as he watched Rhett grow from teen basketball star to a man. He’d grown up but the tie of longing had grown with him; over his head, down to his neck and over his heart. Stretching across every space they came to call theirs as it tightened and made him want Rhett more every day. 

But he was a successful man in Los Angeles, married to the woman of his dreams with a company and children. Rhett was family, his livelihood and his dream personified - with a family of his own. He was richer in many ways than he had been in North Carolina, but he couldn’t afford to lose Rhett even if he cashed in his half of the company tomorrow.

He couldn’t have him. 


@linkslipssinkships @withasideofcrazy you have only yourselves to blame.

anonymous asked:

okay so I'm a teenager and I'm starting to question whether or not I'm bi. I've thought that I'm straight for most of my life, but now I'm wondering... is there any advice you could give to help a girl out??

Advice; don’t force yourself in either straight or bisexual. It’s not something you have to find out in one day. You will realize it eventually and if this isn’t that day, that’s fine. If you want to figure it out a little more I’d say you can wonder how you feel about being with/kissing a girl. Pretty obvious, you’d say, but really imagine it, look at girls (pictures of actresses if you don’t feel comfortable staring at a girl’s lips in the store), create an image of it in your head. It’s okay if you have never been in love with a girl. I never was when I found out.

But honestly, take your time, don’t pressure yourself in figuring out. I sometimes still don’t know if I think a girl is pretty because I want to look like her or be with her- it’s honestly fine if you don’t know- no one needs us to know everything and you’re still young. If you want any more advice though, I’m here.

Listen I’m bi as Heck and as much as I love girls, I also love boys? Boys are amazing and pure and liking boys is a wonderful feeling? I never see a lot of posts talking about cute boys so

Some Boy Aesthetics™ I’m in love with include:

Their tired grins? Have you seen a cute boy grin when he’s tired? Life Changing

Sleeves rolled up to forearms is all good and Well but also when they have Sweater Paws in their hoodies or jumpers? Makes the tallest of them seem so smol? I’m lov?

When they run their hand through their hair and it sticks up in places and it looks So Good

Collar Bones

Soft pudgy stomachs they absolutely make me melt

When ya boy gets flustered A++ Bonus points if he giggles Boys giggling is Everything

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favourite queens in no specific order [1/?]: adore delano

“I do have really dirty tights. They smell like feet. I’m too punk to wash my tights.”

okay so that musical sequence was possibly the funniest scene in PLL history, but we need to talk about Janel’s vocals in Jailhouse Rock because girl absolutely KILLED it

honestly she’s so insanely multitalented, she carried that entire scene on her own and made it look effortless. I know it was random af but I don’t even care, any chance they give her to show off her talent is a yes from me. please appreciate her

Concept:

Adrien Agreste is desperate. He’s tried asking Nino, but his friend sort of tripped his way into his relationship with Alya by mistake, and he’s not too proud to admit it. Plagg is no help. He’s asked Natalie, only to get a blank look. Plagg is NO help. Adrien’s even asked Gorilla. The man stared at him through the rearview mirror for a full minute before he burst out laughing and didn’t stop even after he dropped Adrien off at school. It was hard not to pout all day.

So now, Adrien is doing what he should have done in the first place - it’s SO obvious, after all. I mean, obviously HE’D be an expert.

‘Come in.’

Adrien walks into his father’s study with shoulders pushed back in his dad’s preferred posture.

‘What did you need?’ his father asked without looking up from his designs, seven different sketched clothes articles being shuffled around to create various combinations.

‘Yeah,’ Adrien said, trying to channel as much of Chat Noir as he could, ‘so dad, you and mum, huh?’

Gabriel’s hand paused delicately where it was poised over a pair of tan women’s trousers.

'I mean, you two…. Got together and everything, you know?’

Adrien watched in fascination as his father’s eyebrows rose very slowly. He wasn’t sure if it was a good sign so he went on.

'And mum was pretty. I mean, REAL pretty. Well of course she was pretty she was a model. But she was. Nice, I mean. And you TALKED to her. And it WORKED. Of course it worked, she married you and you had ME.’

Gabriel Agreste looked like he was almost afraid to talk, but he put the sketches down, steepled his fingers and finally looked up at his son.

'What are you asking exactly, Adrien? I thought Natalie had adequately covered the topic of human sexual reproduction even before you joined College?’

'Not that, dad!’ Adrien replied, throwing his hands up in the air in exasperation. 'I know all about that. Natalie tested me and everything and I got top marks. I’m asking about all the rest! That’s more important!’

Gabriel Agreste’s eyebrows joined his hairline. He managed to look vaguely nauseous, which was the face he made when he was in any way flustered or uncomfortable.

'All… The rest.’

'Yes!’ Adrien replied, the word exploding out of him when he couldn’t contain it anymore. A river of more words followed it once it had split the dam. 'The flowers and the complements, and the manners and kissing her hand, and being a gentleman! All of that! But I’ve tried it all and it hasn’t worked, so I MUST be doing something wrong! But you landed MUM, so you must have done something really right, so please dad, please teach me?’

Gabriel Agreste may as well be speechless for the first time in his life. He managed, 'What?’

'How to ask out a pretty girl!’ Adrien said in moan. 'The right way! So she says yes!’

Gabriel took off his spectacles to give himself time to think, polishing them off a silk hanky he always carried in his pocket, to give himself time to think. He didn’t think he’d be thinking about this already. But that was the problem with thinking. Once he put them back on, he’d formulated a reasonable response.

'I would like to know who the young lady in question is, before we go any further.’

Adrien’s brain went into panic mode. Darn, darn darn darn, he hadn’t thought of this! What was he going to say? He couldn’t say Ladybug obviously, his dad would never buy it. Quick, think of girls he knew! Girls he knew, girls he knew- ah! Girls from his class! Let’s see; Chloe- ah ah, hard nope, no way. Alya- nope, no way again, bro code. Mylene, yeah, super taken. Alix….. Just no. Darn it all, all he could think of were black hair and blue eyes and - hang on!

'Marinette Dupain-Cheng,’ Adrien squeaked. He hoped his cheeks feeling hot meant he would convince his father. Gabriel stared at him for a moment before he buzzed Natalie from the intercom on his desk.

'Natalie, send me the file of Dupain-Cheng Marinette from the College research folder.’

'Yes sir,’ Natalie chirped back. A few moments of heavy sweating later - for Adrien - his father’s phone pinged, and Gabriel picked it up, thumbing through whatever Natalie had sent. One eyebrow rose higher than the other in the expression his father often made when he was pleasantly surprised. Somehow, Adrien was irrationally pleased his father approved of Marinette, even though he realised he was now totally screwed.

'Designed an album for Jagged Stone,’ his father said, sounding reluctantly impressed. 'You will invite her to dinner next week.’

Gabriel put his phone down, seemingly done with the decision. Adrien tried desperately one more time.

'But, the advice!’

Gabriel looked him straight in the eyes.

'What I’m about to tell you does not leave this room,’ he said solemnly.

'Yes father!’ Adrien replied eagerly.

'The secret,’ Gabriel went on solemnly, 'is puns.’

'I knew it!’ Adrien hissed under his breath.

'Ah, but not just any puns,’ Gabriel admonished. 'That is why you have been unsuccessful. You need to find her interests, formulate humourous sentence arrangements. Drop them with the correct TIMING. Timing is crucial, especially in one particular way.’

Adrien fairly vibrated in his seat as he leaned forward, waiting for his dad to finally tell him the secret.

'You must take her hand, gently. Look her in the eyes, and tell her, without fanfare, how you feel about her. And how that makes you feel: in that order, son. Then, and only then, must you drop a very smart pun, about something she loves, and beg her to consider giving you a chance. Then walk away, let her think about it, and maybe drop another pun on your way out. Make her laugh, so that when she remembers you, she will smile. She’ll call you back within the week.’

Gabriel was smiling for the first time in a whole year, that Adrien remembered. He looked misty eyed and far away before he snapped out of it.

'Natalie,’ he said into the buzzer again, 'contact mlle Dupain-Cheng, invite her to dinner Friday week.’

'Yes sir. I will inform cook and the household.’

'Good.’ Gabriel looked at his son with a determined look on his face. 'I will allow you to see how it is done during this first dinner. I will then expect you to try and learn, with practice, during following invitations. Do not let me down.’

'No sir!’ Adrien replied excitedly. He raced to his room, almost bouncing giddily with joy at how helpful his dad had been. Real advice! With practice!

Then he froze when he realised he was going to be practicing on his sweet, shy classmate, who was likely going to get the entirely wrong idea, and who he had absolutely not the courage to come clean with; not on this.

'Darn’, he hissed into his room. Plagg ignored him and continued to eat his cheese noisily.

Here’s a very smol piece of the Hunter x Hunter animation that I’ve been working on! Sorry if it’s really super pixely, I’ve been working on a small canvas so it looks kinda grainy on a portable device. On a computer it looks decent though. I plan on resizing it so it doesn’t look grainy like that but I’ll do that when I’m actually done with it lol

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170525 Moonsun Girl Crush highlights
Video thanks to MooMyung