i just really miss his hair

The endless Lirry bickering

Liam and Harry are those siblings who never stop annoying each other. Look…

Never miss a chance to take the piss out of each other. Remember when Liam could not stop talking about that leopard print dress the interviewer was wearing…(he was roasting her to be fair, lol)

Here’s Harry really pleased with his efforts in the serious lyrics game

This classic

Liam really loves to make fun of Harry’s hair(RIP)

Sometimes Harry just gives him a look to shut him up

How old are they again?

Anyways I love them

and then they paint each others nails and come up with wild theories about why Zarkon is such a grump until Hunk bursts in looking for his missing headband

he does agree that space IKEA constantly failing to give Zarkon enough screws to properly assemble his space furniture is a plausible explanation also where do you even find this stuff Lance? and don’t try telling me it came with your lion 

(idk i just wanted to draw something cute. i hc that lance really enjoys pampering people since it reminds him of his family, and keith didn’t get pampered at all growing up but he finds that he really likes it, even if he initially only agreed because he didn’t want lance to look so sad and homesick)

I know everyone is going to kill me for this but...

I need to see Dan straight hair again

Don’t get me wrong I love his hobbit hair!
It’s just that…
Just one more time… please
I didn’t have time to say goodbye

in-need-of-a-social-life  asked:

" she's just mean cause I have you and she doesn't "

baz whispers in the dark, running long fingers through simon’s golden curls. 

“its just weird not really being friends with agatha anymore. i miss talking to her.” simon admits, “i feel like shes mad at me all the time.”

“well, you did run off with the boy she dumped you for.” baz smirked

“thats not entirely my fault, you-”

“you kissed me first, si.”

“whats that got to do with agatha?” simon mumbled, curling his fingers in the soft hair on the nape of bazs neck

“just shut up and do it again.”

he did.

Mischievous Scamander Men

Newt Scamander x Reader

Warnings: none

Author’s Note: I have just recently gotten obsessed with Fantastic Beasts, especially Newt. But, I really like this one and I hope you do too


You put your hat over your hair before turning to your 4 year old son and kneeling to be eye to eye with him. “Alright, do you remember mommy’s rules for going into the case with daddy?” You ask him, eyebrow raised. The boy smiles widely, revealing his missing front teeth, “Uh huh! Ask daddy before going anywhere, be nice to all the creatures, and don’t pet no occamys.”

Smiling at your son, you kiss his forehead and stand up to talk to Newt. Looking for any way to calm your nerves, you begin readjusting his clothes, smoothing his hair here, straightening his bow tie there, “Now, Newt, please remember, don’t let him near the erumpet musk, he thinks the reaction way too funny and will not hesitate to douse himself with it. Oh, and please call me if you need anything. And he’s just getting over than awful cold, remember, so if he gets tired and whiny, just call me. And-”

Newt grabs your busy hands in his, ceasing your movement, “Darling,” He says softly, with a chuckle, causing your eyes to meet his, “We will be fine. I’ve made my living as a caretaker. Everything will be fine.” You smile nervously, “I know, I’m just nervous. My first day at a no-maj job! I’m just - I’m just a bit nervous is all.” Your husband rolls his eyes at you playfully, “You women and your nerves. I swear, you are the one beast I will never be able to truly decipher.” He says pulling you across your front room to the door.

Before leaving, you place a kiss to his lips, “You underestimate yourself, Mr. Scamander. Now please, promise me you’ll call if you need anything?” Kissing you once more, Newt gently pushes you out of the door, “I promise, but it won’t be necessary. Don’t be late now.” You smile nervously again and wave to your son, “Bye, honey. Mommy will be back soon, okay? Have fun with daddy!” Your son giggles in excitement at the reminder of going into the case for the first time, “Bye momma! Have a good job!”

Once you’ve driven out of sight, Newt closes the door and picks up your son, “Alright, here we go. Now it’s just me and you. Are you ready to see our creatures?” The boy cheers, his fists both in the air, “Yay!” Chuckling at his reaction, Newt carries him down into the briefcase, placing his feet on the ground once they’re fully submerged in the case. Guiding the young boy to the door by his hand, Newt holds his free hand on the door, “You want to give me a hand with the door? We can open it together.”

The boy places his small hand on the door, “One, two, three!” He counts down before pushing as hard as he can. As soon as the door swings open, his jaw drops, “Daddy, look at all uh our creatures!” He says excitedly, holding his father’s hand with both of his. Newt smiles at your son’s enthusiasm and lifts the boy into his arms once more so he doesn’t get too far gone on his first exploration of the world inside the case.

“Would you like to play with the mooncalves while I go and get the food for the rest of the creatures? Then we can feed them together. How about that?” Newt asks your son, moving towards the area before even getting an answer, knowing the boy’s eyes will grow in wonder and awe as soon as he sees the shy creatures anyway. Your son giggles in excitement as soon as he hears anything about being able to play with some of the creatures by himself.

Walking over to the dark area, Newt sets your son down, the mooncalves all stepping out to inspect the new addition to their habitat. Smiling as he watched your boy - quite small for his age, the two of you are always worried - Newt felt free to go grab the feed with your son squealing and running around with the sweet creatures.

Taking off his bow tie and rolling up his shirt sleeves, Newt got to business chopping up meat and putting feed into their respective buckets. Newt was so busy that he didn’t even notice your son in the office-like area, playing with the erumpet musk. He heard you say that he wasn’t allowed to go anywhere near it, but he couldn’t help himself. Muffling his giggles, the boy spills as much of the formula on himself as he can without the erumpet leaving it’s habitat and following the scent to his father’s work space.

As soon as the mischievous boy makes his way to the dry area, you feel it in your chest. You don’t feel what’s happening precisely, but you just get this fuzzy feeling in your stomach. You want nothing more than to be able to disapparate and get home to your baby and your husband, but Newt said he’d call if he needed you and you’re in the middle of a conversation with your boss. Taking a deep breath, you imagine Newt beside you, keeping you calm and telling you everything is okay and the feeling in your stomach lessens.

Meanwhile, Newt’s eyes are about to bulge out of his head when he gets back to the mooncalves and sees your son nowhere to be found. Newt doesn’t want to bother you on your first day at the job, and he hasn’t even looked around yet, so he takes a deep breath and imagines you smiling while kissing his lightly and telling him everything is just fine.

As his heartbeat slows, Newt recognizes the cheering of the erumpet. “Oh dear,” He says to himself when he sees the beast and his son playing a terrifying game of tag. “Your mother is going to kill me!” Newt says as he dashes past the squealing creature and towards his son. As soon as he comes into contact with the young boy, they disapparate, landing back in the mooncalf habitat.

Newt runs his hands over your sons arms, “You didn’t hurt yourself climbing to get that musk did you?” The boy - smiling widely as his heart pounds from the running - shakes his head. “I like that one daddy! I think she liked me too.” Seeing that your son is alright, Newt chuckles, what he doesn’t notice is that you’ve apparated into the case and have your eye on both of the mischievous Scamander men. “Yes, well, you made sure of that didn’t you?” Newt says, laughing a little harder at your sons disheveled appearance.

“Now, even though we’ve had fun with the erumpet, you can’t tell your mother about it. She would be very upset.” Your husband says, his face serious. Walking up to the two, your jaw drops, “Why you sneaky little devil, you!” Newt startles a little as he turns to find you, eyebrows raised in disbelief. Feigning innocence, Newt smiles widely, “Hello my love, what are you doing home so early?” Shaking your head fondly, you plant a kiss onto Newt’s lips before lifting your son and kissing his dirt covered face, “You don’t fool me Mr. Scamander. Not either one of you.”

Knowing he’s been caught, Newt smiles sheepishly, “It could never hurt to try, I suppose.” He says, your son laughing and kissing your cheek.

anonymous asked:

can i have some love starved junkboi headcannons? ^3^

  • Who needs constant love and reassurance? Jamison ‘Junkrat’ Fawkes needs constant love and reassurance
  • Like if he goes on a mission and is away from you for longer than twelve hours he feels like he’s dying
  • He seriously talks about how wonderful you are and how sweet you are and perfect and how nice you smell and taste and he won’t shut up
  • Roadhog will have told himt o shut up like a million and one times and he will…for about five seconds before waxing your praises yet again
  • He actually beings to whine, like it starts off as just really sad sighs that evolve into quiet whines when he’s talking about you
  • When he is back with you his hands are everywhere; your face, your hair, your body, your hips and waist. He just wants to feel you, it helps to ground him
  • A million kisses and hugs and I love yous await
  • And he’s asking you if you missed him with that puppy dog look in his big citrine eyes
  • He’s not letting go of you for the next hour or so, might as well get comfy on his lap and let him tell you how his mission went or vice versa
Japanese Shiro Headcanons

I’ve talked about Cuban Lance and Korean Keith and even Jewish Pidge but I want to talk about Japanese Shiro beacuse I’m Japanese myself and I’m super self indulgent. I headcanon him as Japanese American

- Shiro who misses eating food from his culture and he just kinda experiences reverse culture shock for awhile
Eventually they visit a water planet and Shiro can have all the fish he wants.

- Shiro who sometimes speaks in Janglish
(simplified English with meshes of Japanese) around people he likes
he also talks really fast when he’s excited about something and none of the paladins can really understand him that well.

- Shiro who notices he has grey hair from severe anixiety and stress but decides not to cut it off and keeps it instead beacuse it’s good luck in his culture.

- Shiro being able to empathize/bond with Allura and Coran about missing their cultures + Shiro being able to empathize with Kieth over how Galra are discrimnated against for biased reasons

- Shiro regularly goes to The Local Space Mall™ to look through dozens of stores for anything that looks distinctly Asian at all, sometimes the paladins help beacuse they know what it’s like to miss their respective cultures.


- “what do you mean you wear shoes inside?”

- “my name means white, why do I pilot the Black Lion”

- Shiro and Kieth have J & K - pop jams every Saturday also sometimes lance and Pidge join. They have lots of karaoke sessions singing songs in eachother’s languages

- Shiro wants to try to cook something but he can’t find the right ingredients anywhere

- Shiro making really bad puns based on Japanese wordplay but no one gets it except Keith since they’ve both studied eachother’s languages.
The pun probably has something to do with a frying pan and bread

paper airplanes ; part five


Phil sat up, sighing and checking his watch. 5:39.

“Yeah?” He called back, licking his lips. He tugged at his hair; it was far too messy, he really needed to wash it. He scrunched his nose.

“Come eat with me!”

His heart skipped a beat. It was almost six; when Dan would be there. He couldn’t miss it.

“Dinner? Why?” He called back down, waiting for a response.

“Phil, you know I hate shouting from other rooms! Just come in here!”

Phil grumbled, standing up and glancing at himself in the mirror. His whole appearance was… messy. He had messy hair, wrinkled black jeans, and a red muscle shirt that was hanging wrong from laying down. He straightened it, and admired his arms for a minute.

He wasn’t bulky; to many, he wouldn’t even be considered strong. The general standard of strong, that is. He was lean, with only slight muscles that this shirt showed off. He was more… athletic looking.

He sighed, grabbing his varsity team jacket that was hanging on his chair and pulling it on. His mum hated the shirts that showed skin.

He jogged down the stairs, rushing to the kitchen and standing in the doorway. His mum was chopping vegetables, and turned to smile at him.

“Phil,” she said softly. “Welcome to the world outside your room.”

Phil rolled his eyes, moving to stand next to her. “Do you need help?”

“I would love that.” She handed him a knife, sliding the cutting board towards him. “This is for the neighbors. They’re having a bit of a hard time, the wife is pregnant.”

Phil’s heart skipped a beat, and his eyes widened.

“Which neighbors?”

“The Elisons.” She looked up, frowning at him. “Why? Do you know them?”

Phil let out a tiny breath of relief.

“No. Sorry, thought you meant someone else.”

“Okay…” she went back to working. “There’s pizza in the oven for us. Hawaiian.”

Phil nodded. “Why are we eating so early?”

“Because I have to take this to them, and they invited me for dessert.” She smiled.

Phil felt happy for her. She deserved to make some friends, have some time with people other than him. He smiled back.

“Good, that’s nice of them.”

“Uh huh.”

Phil bit his tongue. He wanted to say he had things to do, but how could he refuse to have dinner with her…? She was in such a good mood…

He sighed, pushing Dan to the back of his mind, for once.


Finally, Phil ran up the stairs two at a time. It was seven thirty… his mum had guilted him into playing cards as well, before she had to leave.

He went straight to the window, and as he had feared, Dan was already gone. He cursed, mussing his hair.

That’s when he glanced down at his desk, and noticed it. A small paper airplane, made of pink paper, was sitting on the surface on its side.

He had left the window open.

He quickly unfolded it, opening it up and reading it.

‘hi! you didn’t text me, i hope i didn’t scare you off…’

Now he felt even worse. Dan thought he had just forgotten about him? He must seem like a total jerk. Just when he thought they might be getting somewhere.

He frowned, staring at the paper. He considered sending one back… but no, Dan wouldn’t find it until tomorrow. And there was always a chance his mum would find it, and maybe he would get in trouble…

Phil huffed, pulling his phone out of his pocket, as well as the note from the day before that he had kept.

He entered Dan’s number.

Me: Hey! I didn’t forget about you, I just had to eat dinner with my mum, sorry xx

Phil pressed send, and fell onto his bed; to wait.

okay so after harry first got his hair cut, when it was really really really short, louis’ was quite a bit longer than his, especially his fringe, so consider this: harry braids louis’ hair into tiny, delicate lovely braids whenever he starts missing his long curls a little too much and louis lets him without a word, sometimes he even snuggles up under harry’s chin, before harry’s asked because he just knows, and afterwards louis keeps them in for as long as possible

Reblog of you think Enoch would be a full blown emo in the present.
-I mean, seriously. Nirvana, Green Day, My Chemical Romance, Black Veil Brides, Fall Out Boy, all of the other punk and emo bands.
-Like imagine him playing the guitar and growing out his hair a little more.
-All the other kids would hate it but he would love it.
-Only shopping at Hot Topic and Spencers.
-staying up late at night on aestetic blogs on Tumblr.
-having a MySpace account even though it’s so outdated -“no one understands me!”
-“be quiet Enoch! It’s like three in the morning”
-“Miss P! Tell Enoch to turn down his music! I’m trying to sleep!”
-“oh shut up Horace. Just let me be me.”
-“when I was/ a young boy/ my father/ took me into the city/ to see a matching band-” “AND THE BAND FUCKING BROKE UP.”
-his phone wallpaper would be like a really sad quote or something
I want this to be cannon.

I like to think That Sportacus...

while all kind and etc on the outside
Is actually really possessive on the inside.

Like, with the kids for example; say their parents decided to take them on vacation somewhere. 

And Sportacus, while smiling and telling the Parents he was okay with it and all this other positive stuff
was thinking to himself:
“How fucking dare you take my children they are mine you son of a bitches if I so much as find a hair missing off of them I will slit your throat in your sleep”

And Imagine if Glanni and Íþróttaálfurinn were Robbie and Sportacus’ siblings
and Ipro knew about his brothers possessiveness
and started flirting with Robbie
But hes actually into Glanni and hes just flirting just so his bro would grow some balls and tell Robbie how he really feels
and Glanni is in on it
He knows exactly what his lover is doing and is fucking proud of his little sly bitch move

and the moment Ipro starts flirting
Sportacus is still smiling
but inside is going
“"What the fuck you think you doing that bitch is mine you see that ass that ass is mine and if you fucking touch it I will- YOU FUCKING TOUCHED IT. YOU FUCKING TOUCHED IT AND I AM GOING TO MURDER YOU”


fedycullen10  asked:

I really LOVE your Jerza fanarts!! 😍😍😍😍 Ohhh and I love the idea of you making something about them being together during the 1 year timeskip! Honestly, I really miss Jellal and I just wanted to see that handsome face of his 😍

Grass grows all around my feets honestly

…Except for the shorter hair, he’s still the same charming face and I love it.

Sorry my comuter can’t dislay the icon I don’t know why (but I still get yours through tumblr app on my phone so) Thanks I love me and Jerza too.

I a m.

I already gave up hope on Hiro-sensei. If we need anything we’ll get it by ourselves.

Urg it’s not the imagination anymore, Gajeel and Jellal have the same height and considered to be top tier height in the series as well.

And look how obviously Jellal kisses Erza’s forehead in the most convenience way lololololz

We’re called hardcore shipper by all reasons.

Auston Matthews *Requested*

When you’re in relationship where one person travels you really start to cherish the small moments that you spend together. When Auston got drafted we knew what we were in for but that doesn’t make it better.

“I missed this,” Auston whispers, nuzzling his face into my hair.

“Me too,” I press my back into his chest, “We really need to do this more often.”

“It has been so hard to find time to be together,” he sighs.

I nod in agreement and glance at my phone which reads 12:51, “Auston as much as I love hanging out with you, you have practice extremely early tomorrow.”

He shrugs his shoulders, “I’m not tired right now, are you?”

“Honestly, I’m just enjoying this too much to be tired,” I lean up to place a kiss on his lips.

We sit for a couple minutes in a comfortable silence. Nights like these are the best, we don’t feel like we have to do anything and can just be together. Just enjoying each other’s presence is one of the best things we can have. Finding time to just relax is such a difficult task when your boyfriend is always traveling. I start to get lost in thought before a quiet voice breaks the silence.

“What has happened to us?” Auston whispers while adjusting his body to look at me.

I give a puzzled look, “What do you mean, babe?”

He slightly shrugs, “We used to have nothing to worry about, it was just the two of us against the world. No plans, we could do whatever we wanted.”

I let out a slight laugh, “Life happened. Look at you, you’re living your dream right now. I am so proud of you.”

He grins and places a kiss on the top of my head, “And I get to live it with the most perfect girl there is.”

I don’t know how he does it, but even after years of being together he can still make me blush like he had when we first met. “You’re too cheesy,” I playfully nudge him.

“I’m just being cute,” he gives me a cocky smile.

I roll my eyes, “I don’t think it is possible for you to be cute.”

His lips turn down into a pout, “You don’t think I’m cute?”

I let out a laugh, “Cute? How old are you, four?”

He shakes his head, “I actually just turned five, thank you very much.” He begins poking my sides, causing me to erupt into a fit of laughter. I swat at his hands to try to get him to stop, but no there’s no luck.

“I just really want you to know that I absolutely hate you.” I giggle, rolling away from his side. His strong arms wrap around my waist and pull me back to him. He peppers soft kisses all over my face, as if he’s trying to distract me.

“You really don’t,” he states, pulling me completely onto his lap, “you just say that because in all honesty, you can’t get enough of me.”

“No, I really do hate you,” I stare into his eyes, a smile playing on my lips.

“Hm, I really think otherwise,” a goofy grin spreads across his face.

“Do you now?” I question, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him in for a kiss.

“Mhm,” he mumbles against my lips. He slides his tongue across my lower lip, begging for entrance which I do not grant. He’s “cute” thinking I would just let him in like that. The kid should know by now he needs to work for what he wants. I quickly pull away from him which causes him to groan. “What the hell was that for?” he grumbles, trying to reconnect our lips. I turn my head so he kisses my cheek.

“Like I said, I don’t like you.” I give a sly smirk.

Auston scoffs, “Bullshit.” He forcefully pushes his lips onto mine. The kissing gets pretty heated before I decide it’s probably best to call it quits. “Now, I hate you.” He laughs, giving me one last peck on the lips.

“I love you,” I flash him a cheeky smile.

“Surprisingly, I love you too.” he shakes his head in disbelief.

“Auston?” I question.

“Yeah?” he answers confused.

“Don’t forget about me when you’re on the road.“ I stare into his eyes.

He let’s out a laugh, "Where did this come from?”

“I don’t know. It just scares me every time you’re away that you’ll find someone better and not want to be with me anymore.” I wrap my arms around his torso.

“Trust me, I could never forget about you. I know this will sound cliché, but you’re my world and nothing can change that.” Auston squeezes his arms around me.

“You’re adorable.”

“Let’s get you to bed now, I don’t think coach will be happy with me being half dead tomorrow,” he shows me the time, 2:26.

I nod and stand up, “Sounds like a plan, Matthews.”

He silently stands up behind me and leans down to press his lips to my cheek, he lingers for a few seconds, “I’m glad we decided to stay up together, I love you.”

high school au where jimin’s upset that his college boyfriend yoongi won’t be able to make it to his last prom but even though he’s all sulky about it, yoongi convinces him to go with tae and kook. so on prom night when jimin’s in the middle of getting ready he hears a knock on the door, and thinking it’s tae and kookie he goes to let them in, hair messy, shirt untucked, tie in his mouth because he just can’t get the hang of it; only to find yoongi standing there wearing a tux and with his hair styled up (which jimin has never seen before Holy Shit), holding a small bouquet of flowers just for him. “come on jiminnie, did you really think i was going to miss your prom?”

Episode 53! Hot date action!

Yugi is worried about Yami and asks Anzu if she would mind spending some time with him, since he won’t talk to Yugi very much. 

“Of course, given that for most of the time I’ve known him, ‘being himself’ has consisted of aggressively playing card games and dabbling in light pyromania, maybe a period of quiet reflection is a positive step…”

Amusingly, he doesn’t tell Yami his plan, and instead just tries to dress himself like he thinks Yami should dress on a date with the girl he, not Yami, has a crush on. Oh, Yugimuffin.

… He doesn’t change, though. (In fact, he _adds_ silver bracelets, presumably operating on Yami’s advice from before!)

Yami, adorable socially-awkward dork though he is, would have to be completely oblivious to miss that something’s up:


I just really like seeing them interact with each other and their surroundings “normally”, like, not with one of them hovering ghostlike near the other, but both just sitting or standing as they like. I hope they do it all the time when they’re alone. Yami especially needs more “normal” time.

Anyway, Yugi tells him that he’s arranged to meet Anzu, but not that he intends to make Yami be the one to hang out with her, and Yami, Number One Puzzleshipper [edit] Peachshipper is delighted to the point of tragedy, since we know it’s not actually happening the way he thinks.


… Actually maybe Yami _is_ completely oblivious. Dammit Yugi he’s looking right at you and he’s literally the only person here, DON’T WINK.

So Yugi runs to meet Anzu and switches places at the last minute and no matter which version I see of this (dub, sub, abridged) I just fall around laughing.

Real smooth.

After sitting awkwardly in silence for some time in a coffee shop, Anzu desperately casts around for anything at all to say and suggests they go to the Ancient Egypt exhibition at the museum. I guess in their universe it was big news with that live press conference on the news and everything.

Plus she notices that one of the photos is of a carving of the same Millennium Eye that’s on Yugi’s Puzzle. She’s a smart kid, really.

But all Yami cares about is Yugi; that Yugi won’t go on a date except to set up his ghost buddy with an inexpensive therapist, and won’t dress up in the clothes he likes except to dress up his ghost buddy for his therapy-date.

And of course, because it’s THESE TWO, they’re both more worried about the other than they are about themselves.

“I mean, just because I’m a teenage spirit with no body or memories who lives in his jewellery, he acts all weird about it and asks all these questions!”

Anzu is also concerned about Yami. But she’s rebooted and is starting from square fucking one.


And then this is what she comes out with. Look, generally speaking, when someone is telling you a problem, it _can_ be helpful to normalise it, but it depends on the context. Think about the difference between “Yes, don’t worry, everyone gets anxious sometimes, you’re not crazy to want to double-check!” to someone who’s a bit worried and “Everyone gets anxious sometimes! I double-check the oven is off before I go to bed!” to someone who’s suffering from debilitating panic attacks with their obsessive-compulsive disorder. I’m going to say “I haven’t figured out if I’m going to be a dancer!” in response to “I’m a literal ghost with no memories” is the latter.

Despite all of that, they decide to make the most of their date.

“Don’t worry, Yami, you’re totally fitting in!”

“I only listen to music recorded by people with an alarming similarity to myself!”

“Yeah, that’s probably not going to work for me, Anzu…”

“Whose fucking idea was this?!”


“What the fuck is a Space Legend when it’s at home?”

“Yes, I see the cloud, Anzu. I just don’t think it looks like a kitty.”

“So then I said Honda if you mention your penis one more time I’m – hey why aren’t you listening? Oh no the card game shop!”

“Awwwwwwww yeah.”

The card shop is the first time Yami brightens up, Anzu and I both noted that, and then when he’s bought his cards;


And finally, they wind up in the arcade.

“Duel Monsters, Anzu. I want to play fucking Duel Monsters. And mark my words, I will find a way to turn this arcade experience into a Duel Monsters game if it kills me.”

And he does! Next post!

Show Me Love 14

Bucky Barnes x Reader, Pietro Maximoff x Reader

Plot: Bucky returns home while Y/N returns to the dating pool.  Neither is an easy transition.

Warnings: fluff, angst, Bucky’s a fucking idiot, Steve is too, Sharon’s done with everyone’s shit, Pietro is perfect, smut.

A/N:  This one jumps all around POV’s but I think it’s easy enough to follow.  Let’s just pretend ATJ’s hair is silver in that second gif, huh? lol HAVE ANOTHER NOVEL CHAPTER.  Only ONE MORE after this!!!

This one’s for you, @sergeantjamesbarnes107th .  I love you girl and appreciate all of your help, I hope you like it 😉 

Missed something?  Find the beginning HERE

⬅️⬅️PART 13 ||| PART 15➡️➡️

Originally posted by annutystan

The apartment was quiet, the door swinging open to choke him with the stale air inside.

True to his word, Bucky gave Y/N all the time she needed to move out.  But nothing really prepared him for going back to their home and knowing that she didn’t share it with him anymore.

The Christmas tree stood half naked in the corner, the sight digging holes out of his heart and he felt his shoulders droop.

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anonymous asked:

istg i'm gonna cry if they cut kyungsoo's hair again :( eggsoo's cute but i love his long hair and his bangs a lot more T^T

I’m prepared to agree on this one ;; 

Eggsoo was suuuper cute though!!! He’s really the most precious thing in any hairstyle, but I do miss his bangs too A LOT! 

I actually think he’s in the process of growing it out tho anon? Just wait~ In a month or two it’ll be even longer ^o^ 

A lot of ppl’s favorite hairstyle on him seems to be the red hair, but this is my fave on Soo, it’s simple but handsome and cute! –>