i couldn't help but laugh at this moment

anonymous asked:

Harry and Louis must be so wonderful and entertaining together. Like Louis is this loud and mesmerising person who would turn up the radio and say something to Harry a la 'Harold you're driving like my granddad' and Harry would answer 'guess who is the oldest in this car' in his dry humour but then couldn't help but fondly smile and Louis would roll his eyes and murmur something with a pout and Harry would love his donkey laugh and aaaah I would love to see them this way :)

Why can I see this so clearly, anon?? BYE

signs as shit from the secret history
  • Aries: 'A week or two before the paper was due, he had started showing up in my room about two or three in the morning, looking as if he had just narrowly escaped some natural disaster, his tie askew and his eyes wild and rolling. “Hello, hello,” he would say, stepping in, running both hands through his disordered hair. “Hope I didn’t wake you, don’t mind if I cut on the lights, do you, ah, here we go, yes, yes.…” He would turn on the lights and then pace back and forth for a while without taking off his coat, hands clasped behind his back, shaking his head. Finally he would stop dead in his tracks and say, with a desperate look in his eye, “Metahemeralism. Tell me about it. Everything you know. I gotta know something about metahemeralism.”
  • “I’m sorry. I don’t know what that is.”
  • “I don’t either,” Bunny would say brokenly. “Got to do with art or pastoralism or something. That’s how I gotta tie together John Donne and Isaac Walton, see.” He would resume pacing.
  • “Bunny, I don’t think ‘metahemeralism’ is even a word.”'
  • Taurus: 'Late that night—two a.m.—my house chairperson pounded on my door and yelled that I had a phone call. Dazed with sleep, I put on my bathrobe and stumbled downstairs. It was Francis. “What do you want?” I said.
  • “Richard, I’m having a heart attack.” I looked with one eye at my house chairperson —Veronica, Valerie, I forget her name —who was standing by the phone with her arms folded over her chest, head to one side in an attitude of concern. I turned my back. “You’re all right,” I said into the receiver. “Go back to sleep.”
  • “Listen to me.” His voice was panicky. “I’m having a heart attack. I think I’m going to die.”
  • “No you’re not.”
  • “I have all the symptoms. Pain in the left arm. Tightness in chest. Difficulty breathing.”
  • “What do you want me to do?”
  • “I want you to come over here and drive me to the hospital.”
  • “Why don’t you call the ambulance?” I was so sleepy my eyes kept closing.
  • “Because I’m scared of the ambulance,” said Francis, but I couldn’t hear the rest because Veronica, whose ears had pricked up at the word ambulance, broke in excitedly.
  • “If you need a paramedic, the guys up at the security booth know CPR,” she said eagerly. “They’re on call from midnight to six. They also run a van service to the hospital. If you want me to I’ll—”
  • “I don’t need a paramedic,” I said. Francis was repeating my name frantically at the other end.
  • “Here I am,” I said.
  • “Richard?” His voice was weak and breathy. “Who are you talking to? What’s wrong?”
  • “Nothing. Now listen to me—”
  • “Who said something about paramedic?”
  • “Nobody. Now listen. Listen,” I said, as he tried to talk over me. “Calm down. Tell me what’s wrong.”
  • “I want you to come over. I feel really bad. I think my heart just stopped beating for a moment. I—”
  • “Are drugs involved?” said Veronica in a confidential tone.
  • “Look,” I said to her, “I wish you’d be quiet and let me hear what this person is trying to say.”
  • “Richard?” said Francis. “Will you just come get me?Please?”
  • There was a brief silence.
  • “All right,” I said, “give me a few minutes,” and I hung up the phone.'
  • Gemini: 'Access to the snail's interior was gained by a child-sized tunnel.[...] From this tunnel, I was extremely startled to see protruding a pair of adult male feet, shod in some oddly familiar brown-and-white spectator shoes. I caught and shook a bony kneecap. 'Charles.'
  • He began to flounder wildly, as if he had waked to find himself in ten feet of water. At length, and after repeated assurances that I was who I said I was, he fell on his back again, breathing hard.
  • 'Richard,' he said thickly. 'Thank God. I though you were some kind of creature from space.''
  • Cancer: '"Richard old Man
  • are you Frozen? it is quite warm here. We live in a Penscione (sp.) I ordered Conche by mistake yesterday in a restaurant it was awful but Henry ate it. Everybody here is a damn Catholic."'(Bunny's letter)
  • Leo: The barmaid- in her fifties, with turquoise eye shadow and lots of turquoise rings to match- looked us over, our suits and ties. She seemed startled by Charles's order of two double whiskeys and a club sandwich. [...] When his sandwich came he picked it apart, ate the bacon and left the rest, while I drank my drink and watched the Lakers.
  • Virgo: ''Now,' he said. 'A single cap, roughly this size, of A. phalloides is enough to make a healthy seventy-pound dog quite ill. [...]'
  • 'Henry, how do you know this?'
  • He was silent for a moment. Then he said, 'Do you know those two horrible boxer dogs who belong to the couple who live upstairs?'
  • It was dreadful but I had to laugh, I couldn't help it. 'No' I said. 'You didn't.'
  • 'I’m afraid I did,'he said dryly, mashing out his cigarette.'
  • Libra: ''The poison doesn't take effect for at least twelve hours,'he said. 'So even if I overdose I'll have a certain advantage, a grace period. With an antidote on hand for myself, just in case...'
  • 'An antidote?' I said, jarred, leaning back in my chair. 'Is there such a thing?'
  • 'Atropine. It's in deadly nightshade.'
  • 'Well, Jesus, Henry. If you don't finish yourself off with one you will with the other.''
  • Scorpio: 'We went through a brief spate of target practice, shooting at mason jars that were lined on a wicker tea-table we'd dragged into the yard. But that came to a quick end when Henry, who was very nearsighted, shot and killed a duck by mistake. He was quite shaken by it and we put the pistol away.'
  • Sagittarius: 'The guard turned quickly, and somehow his gaze landed not on Henry but on Francis, who was standing staring into space. "So it's you, is it?" he said with venom. "Mr Off-Campus who thinks he can park in the faculty parking lot."
  • Francis started, a wild look in his eye.
  • "Yes, you. You know how many unpaid violations you're carrying? Nine. I turned your registration in to the Dean just last week. They can put you on probation, hold your transcripts, what have you. Suspend your library priveledges. If it was up to me they'd put you in jail."
  • Francis gaped at him. Henry caught him by the sleeve and pulled him away. [...]
  • "Why the hell haven't you paid those parking tickets?" Henry whispered to him.
  • "Leave me alone."'
  • Capricorn: 'What I did experience when alone was a sort of general neurotic horror, a common attack of nerves and self-loathing magnified to the power of ten. Every cruel or fatuous thing I’d ever said came back to me with an amplified clarity, no matter how I talked to myself or jerked my head to shake the thoughts away; old insults and guilts and embarrassments stretching clear back to childhood—the crippled boy I’d made fun of, the Easter chick I’d squeezed to death—paraded before me one by one, in vivid and mordant splendor.'
  • Aquarius: '"Well, if you wake up intending to murder someone at two o'clock, you hardly think what you're going to feed the corpse for dinner."
  • "Asparagus is in season," said Francis helpfully.'
  • Pisces: 'Once, over dinner, Henry was quite startled to learn from me that men had walked on the moon. 'No,' he said, putting down his fork. 'Its true,' chorused the rest, who had somehow managed to pick this up along the way. "I don't believe it."
  • “I saw it,” said Bunny. “It was on television."
  • 'How did they get there? When did this happen?'

- So… Are you okay?
- You don’t need to worry. If I couldn’t play, the coach would’ve stopped me.
- I see. Then I can go all out.
- What?
- That’s good.
- “You weren’t worried about me? Seriously?” Sounds like I don’t have to worry about you!
- I feel relieved, as well.
- Keep talking! First pitch! Stay focused!

anonymous asked:

TOO MUCH ANGST WTH?! HERE, HAVE SOMETHING FLUFFY, TAKE IT: Shinya washing Guren's hair cuz it's nice and fluffy, just being domestic and cute *aggressively throws gureshin fluff at you*



*clings to the fluff as if it was my life line*

Shinya washing Guren’s hair. It’s nice and fluffy. Also soft. He makes weird sculptures out of it and giggles until Guren is so done with him that he takes some of the foam and rubs it in Shinya’s face. “There you go, finally you look like the creepy old pervert you are.” “Mean!” “You even got the matching hair color.” “…well, technically, so do you at the moment.”

And then Shinya takes some of the foam and rubs it onto Guren’s face. “There, now we can be creepy old perverts together!”

No Help Whatsoever || Rysher
  • Asher: Senior year was finally upon them, and Asher could almost see the finish-line from where he stood. In just a few short months, college applications would start, and he already had quite a few schools in mind that he'd apply to. A few were in New York, but given that he lived in the greatest city in the world, he knew he would inevitably want to settle down there. For four years of his schooling, he wanted to be elsewhere, to experience something new. While most people were feeling the anxiety of a new chapter of their lives on the horizon, Asher simply couldn't relate. Aided by the fact that his relationship with Ryder was still as strong as ever, he doubted anything could try to bring him down. It seemed that life took that as a challenge that afternoon. Right after his science class, he walked to his locker to switch out his textbook for the one he'd need for his AP Government & Politics class, unaware of the jocks that were walking down the hallway in that moment, Ryder among them. It was the loud snickering behind him that caused him to turn towards them, looking around as to what they could possibly be laughing at when he noticed that their gazes were firmly stuck on him. "Can I help you?" he asked despite his better judgement, genuinely confused as to what they could want. "Doubt that there's anything I'd want you to do for me, faggot," one of them said, causing his friend beside him to egg him on with his boisterous laughter. Asher furrowed his brows and couldn't help the way his eyes darted to Ryder, as if waiting to see when he'd intervene. "What did you call me?" he asked, even if he knew he should've let it go to continue on with his day without the ignorance of his peers getting the better of him. "I called you a faggot 'cause that's what you are, cocksucker," the other responded as he took a step closer to Asher, clear with his intention to intimidate him as he stared him down.

jongkey au: models

he caught jonghyun’s eye as soon as he walked in the room.
“who’s that?”
“out of your league.”
“gee, thanks. but really.”
“that’s key, you’ve really never heard of him?”
“should i have?”
“as a warning, mostly. he’s got a bit of a reputation in the business.”
“and what’s that?”
“giving people the best night of their life and then leaving them in the dust.”
jonghyun thought for a moment, unable to take his eyes from the other model across the room, who was talking and laughing casually. this couldn’t be the notorious heartbreaker taemin was talking about?
“i bet i could get him to stay.”
“i wouldn’t count on it, hyung.”

anonymous asked:

HC Request for the RFA ( V included, he's still a member I alwys get upset when people ignore that ;n; ) and Unknown with MC suddenly pressing cold hands against their skin out of nowhere. I was just getting things out the freezer and couldn't stop giggling at the idea, but I know you'd write it far better than me. Much love ♥♥

I do this to my grandma a lot tbh, because my hands are like always cold ……. lmao ……. Let me do this !! 

707 - If he was just sitting down not paying attention and suddenly she pressed cold hands against the back of his neck he would jump away and make weirdest noise ever because you startled him and you wouldn’t be able to help but laugh at his expression because he is just totally dumbfounded about it but after a moment he would just pull you over the back of the couch and hold you and be all ‘’ since you are cold I’ll warm you up ‘’, what a nerd.

Jumin - He would probably be pretty startled at it and whip around to look at you quickly and ask why you just pressed ice one him but he would soon find out that your hands at just really cold and then he is going to insist you let him hold your hands so he can warm them up for you and now you two are going to end up cuddling, good job Mc

Yoosung - He will literally ? Scream ? Cold things are not something he likes and you came out of nowhere, You kinda feel bad because you startled him pretty badly but he would calm down a bit and ask what that was about and you will just say your hands are very cold and he would be all ‘’ !!! Oh, Here let me warm them up ‘’ and he could cup your hands in his and blow on them for you, lmao how embarrassing ……….

Jaehee - I feel like she will have a pretty bland reaction, just jump a little bit but not away or anything and just look at you and plainly say ‘’ if you wanted to warm your hands up you could have just asked ‘’ before she puts her hands on top of yours and now you are embarrassed because your plan failed and jaehee is sweet.

Zen - His reaction is similar to yoosung’s where he would probably let out a small yelp and jump away, he had no clue what could have just been pressed up against his skin but he knew it was cold and he Didn’t Want Anything To Do With A Cold Thing, Though it turns out it was just you and he is gonna relax and ask what that was and you will just say your hands were cold and he is gonna just go ‘’ !!!!!!! ‘’ and go back to and grab your hands and give them a kiss and rub his thumbs on them like ‘’ better ? ‘’, What a nerd

V - He would tense up and just freeze suddenly, he isn’t good at dealing with this sort of thing because of his lack of sight and you would probably quickly realize that and apologize and say that your fingers are just cold and you were trying to warm up a bit, he would say it’s okay and say he can hold your hands for you ! 

Saeran - He would probably have the same reaction as yoosung which was probably surprising to you, he would scream and jump away and just stutter out a ‘’ what ? ‘’ before realize you were just putting your hands on him, which is going to make him embarrassed because he just freaked out for nothing …. though he is gonna realize that if your hands are cold you must be cold and you being cold is a bad thing so he will say you can sit with him and he will cover you up and cuddle with you a bit.

  • As he entered the house, he called out for her. Rather than her response, he was met with the faint sound of the shower running. He made his way to the bathroom, feet dragging, it'd been a long day. He knocked on the bathroom door, nudging it open barely.
  • "Hey, love. 'M home. Gonna go lay down. 'M tired." He started to pull the door closed, a feeling of happiness washing over him at the thought of taking a nap. She called to him, just as he shut the door.
  • "I'll be there shortly, Luke!" He smiled, making his way slowly to the bedroom. He was exhausted. It'd been a tough day, multiple interviews, working on the album. He needed to rest. He laid down, exhaustion overtaking him. He had been asleep for a short while when she quietly made her way into the bedroom. The door creaked, and woke him. He cracked his eyes open, just glancing at her but when he saw her, his eyes shot open fully. She was wearing one of his shirts, her hair wet, dangling over one shoulder. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary for her to be wearing one of his shirts, and maybe it was his extremely tired state, but she was stunning. He'd never loved that shirt as much as he did in that moment. It swallowed her, but he didn't care. She noticed him lying awake, watching her. She smiled at him, blushing slightly.
  • "Nice shirt. Have I seen it before?" She laughed at him, looking down at it, thinking hard.
  • "Mh, no. I got it from some abnormally tall boy out on the street. Don't think you've seen it before."
  • "He's got excellent taste, if that's the case." She laughed, and he couldn't help but smile at her. He opened his arms to her, asking her to lie down with him. She happily obliged to his request, lying down to face him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she reached up to tangle her fingers in his hair. He hummed quietly, scooting closer to her, laying his head down toward her chest. She scratched gently at his scalp, earning another hum of satisfaction from him. She kept fussing with his hair, alternating between tangling her fingers and scratching his scalp. He was soon sleeping again, far more comfortable as she continued to play with his hair. Eventually, she found herself fighting to keep her eyes open. Rather than continue to put it off, she ended up falling asleep as well, her boy curled up in front of her, and her fingers tangled in his hair.

anonymous asked:

Caitlyn... I come to you with my heart in my throat, hoping you'll be able to help me pick myself up off the floor. I saw him. For the first time in months, I saw him. And it hurt. My gut hurt, my sternum was screaming, my throat felt like sandpaper. He was laughing, just loud enough for me to hear. Is he trying to torture me? As if it isn't hard enough without him. It's been over a year but god, I couldn't even look at him. It's moments like these I feel like I'll never be okay without him.

It’s okay. Some people turn into triggers or land mines for us, and it’s the worst, because it feels like they control us in those moments. What you should try to do is remember who you were before him and who you were with him and who you were after him and then string together the parts of you that have stayed the same, throughout. He didn’t take you with him when he left. You are still your own person, and you have to remember that. You have to remember that you are more than what he made you.
You’ll be happy again. He’ll start to fade. You have to let it happen. You have to remember that things ended for a reason and you are probably better off.

Preference #82: He’s Sick

A/N: Since I am going to school for nursing, I figured this is a more applicable thing to write now ;) haha let me know what you guys think of this one! Hope you enjoy!

Harry: “Y/N… Babe…” Harry’s voice sounded more hoarse today. He has been sick with the flu for about 2 days. You walked into the room holding a thermometer in one hand and a cup of tea in another, “Whats wrong Haz?” He coughed some more, “I’m really hot Y/N.” You placed the back of your hand on his forehead, “Let me take your temperature babe. Open wide.” You tried to get him to smile as you put the thermometer under his tongue. “Harry you have a fever.” Harry could tell you were worried about him, and he started to smirk, “Well babe, it looks like I’m going to have to take some of my clothes off… You might have to help me with that Y/N.” He winked, and you giggled, running your fingers through his curly hair, “Whatever you need babe.” You said blowing him a kiss. “Hmmm, suddenly I’m feeling a bit better.” He said with a wink.

Louis: You looked at Louis from across the table, and you couldn’t help but smirk knowing that you could say anything sassy to him, and he couldn’t say a word to retaliate. Louie’s eyes narrowed, because he knew exactly what you were thinking. All he could do was shake his head, but he knew that he would most probably do the same thing to you. “Lou I just wanted to tell you that I think the Doncaster Rovers stink.” A smile spread across your face as you tried to contain your laughter, “They are awfullllllll.” The moment you saw Louis move a bit, you got out of your chair and out of harms way. He was right behind you and managed to wrap his arms around you and started coughing on you, “Stop it!!!! Louis William!!” He still managed to be sassy even without a voice.

Liam: “I absolutely hate having a stuffy nose. I sound so weird.” You couldn't help but giggle at how different Liam’s voice sounded while he was sick. “Y/N stop laughing at me babe.” You did feel a bit bad afterwards, so you decided to lighten the mood by making your voice sound just as stuffy as Liam’s. You pinched your nostrils shut with your fingers, “I’m sorry babe.” Liam’s face lit up immediately, “Awwwwww we are all stuffy together.” The two of you started laughing at each other. “I love you Liam, I want you to feel better soon. I miss hugging you.” Liam frowned, “I love you so much Y/N, more than anything else in the entire world… Thank you for taking care of me.” You smiled, blowing Liam a kiss, “Wait, I’ve got it!” He said as he leaned over catching the kiss.

Niall: You could barely hold your bladder anymore, but Niall was taking so long in the bathroom, “Niall please hurry up love!!” You breathed a sigh of relief when you heard the toilet flush, Niall looked green when he came out, he had a bad piece of chicken and you were both pretty sure he had gotten food poisoning. “I will take care of you in like 2 seconds babe, I just really have to pee.” Despite his illness, Niall was still laughing like always. You cautiously opened the bathroom door, “Oh my God Niall it smells like something died in here!” That statement only made him laugh more, “I’m sorry Princess, I will make it up to you, I promise.” When you came out of the bathroom, you gave Niall the biggest hug you could, “Don’t worry Niall, I am here for you through it all.” He returned your hug, “I love you Princess… Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go back in the bathroom.” He said as you couldn’t help but chuckle.