i know how much u love his feet

u know how ben platts evan does the little tappy thing with his hand on his chest, and also the little circular motion he does with his hand?? i love the tics ben gave him, so much, i love evans tics and i love his anxiety and i love his hunched shoulders and how he picks at his sneakers. i love how you can see him tapping his feet under the table when he’s eating dinner at the murphys. and how he is so folded into himself when he’s sitting at the murphys during heidis surprise visit and he’s watching his mom realize the truth and his world is crashing down and he’s on an isolated island, floating apart from the group at the couch, and he’s making himself so small. he’s always making himself so, so small

CS + drunken texts

Summary: Killian is amused when Emma has a night out with friends and drinks, resulting in her texting him. (future fic)

Word Count: 2,567

Rating: M

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One thing Killian takes note of about his wife is that when she has too much to drink, she acts a bit different.

An amusing, adorable, clingy kind of different.

“Don’t stay up too long,” she advises as he holds up the camel-hair overcoat so she can shrug her arms into the sleeves. Throwing her hair back, she turns around to smile brightly at him, and he feels his breath catch in his throat because she is so bloody beautiful.

“Aye, Swan.” He pronounces this as he plants a light kiss on her cheek and allows his hook to pass through the blonde strands, curling one around the curved metal. “Have fun with your lady friends.”

She rolls her eyes. “Mom is going to pull something dumb again,” she sighs as she opens the door. “Seriously, don’t wait up for me. We have work tomorrow morning.”

He grins softly at her. “We’ll still be late for work anyway,” he teases with a waggle of his eyebrows and she blushes and laughs before leaving the house, closing the door behind her.

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HANNIBAL RECAP: S3E7

Previously on Hannibal: #hot darkness, localized as well as general absurdity, Gillian Anderson

This week on Hannibal: I don’t want to go overboard, but, THE SORT OF INDULGENT ID-RIDDLED GIFT THAT I LIVE & BLEED FOR, you might say.

Season 3, Episode 7: “Digestivo”

We begin, with some hilariously trill-y organ music as the unscrupulous Italian detective arrives at Professor Sogliato’s building. He & his goons bust on in to the Horrible Scene We Will Henceforth Ignore, and quickly knock Hannibal out with a blow to the back of the head. Jack’s like, “thank u,” but then it’s revealed that Mason will pay double for both Hannibal AND Will. Oh come on. They pull a black bag over Will’s woozy bleeding head and promptly drag him off, because if Will Graham were to ever catch a damn break none of us would know what to do with ourselves, probably.

There’s no price on Signor Crawford’s head, so the unscrupulous detective leaves him to….have his unpriced head sawed open, as the last victim of IL MOSTRO, Dread Pirate Roberts of Florence. WOW THAT’S NOT COOL, BRO.

Luckily, Chiyoh straight-up SNIPES THEM THROUGH THE WINDOW, then comes over to say hi.

I love your shiny buttons. Also how you keep sniping people.

I laugh a lot watching Hannibal. It’s various sorts of laughter — WTF, ~Innuendos~, I Have No Other Recourse For My Emotions Right Now, etc. In this scene I started experiencing a particular fave: the Delighted Laugh.

“Did you do…this.” / “Of course.” - Delighted Laugh

“They are identically different, Hannibal and Will.” - Delighted Laugh

THIS WAS INDICATIVE OF THINGS TO COME.

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simplenameee  asked:

since i love seeing my babies together, can u pls do a nalu fanfic that is super cute. THAT WOULD BE MUCH APPRECIATED THANK YOU

   Sure thing!  I hope you like it!


     “I dunno why you want to go here…” Natsu grumbled quietly, shuffling his feet along the pavement.

     “Because I happen to enjoy looking at art and you said you’d come with me!” Lucy retorted, walking ahead of him while swinging her arms gently.

     “I know,” Natsu groaned, “but it’s just going to be so boring…”

     “Hey, how do you know?  You might actually enjoy it.  It’s just an art museum, Natsu, it’s not going to kill you.” Lucy rolled her eyes at his overdramatic mood.

     “Fine but I never promised to be happy about this.” Natsu pouted and Lucy giggled at the cute little face.  The pair finally made it to the Fiore Kingdom Art Antheneum stepping through the large wooden doors.

     “Wow!  Even the lobby looks amazing, I can’t believe I’ve never been here before!” Lucy exclaimed in awe.

     “I can believe I’ve never been here before…” Natsu muttered and Lucy scowled at him.

     “Come on, Natsu.  Please don’t be all mopey the entire time we’re here!” Lucy begged him with her huge brown eyes and Natsu sighed, he couldn’t say no to her.

     “Fine.  But just for you Luce, you better feel special.” Natsu smirked and Lucy regained her bubbly composure, cheeks tinted pink.  They paid their entrance fee which Natsu had complained about because it was 4,000 jewel but was quickly shut up by another death glare from his blonde companion.  The two idly walked through the hushed halls of the museum where Lucy would occasionally make an approving little chirp at something she’d like or point out something interesting to her.

      “Hey, I want to go see the Ancient ruins of Fiore, they have a huge exhibit here!” Lucy tugged on Natsu’s hand in the direction to a large room while he protested but was quickly quieted by the site he saw.

     “Wow…  There’s certainly a lot of stuff in here.” Natsu pondered, taking in all the pieces around him.  There were clay pots with etchings on them, animal statues adorned with emeralds and other jewels, and weapons carved from bones and stone.

    “Isn’t it great?” Lucy asked breathlessly, “They’ve even got sarcophagi from across the world!” Lucy pointed out in an adjoined room where they had an exhibit from Desierto*.

    “Hey, Lucy!  This one kinda looks like Happy!” Natsu snickered pointing to a statue of a black cat with a scarab collar and gold jewelry hung from it’s neck.  This one was different from the others though, it looked like an Exceed rather than a regular house cat.

    “Huh, yeah it does look like him.  That’s strange…  Exceeds supposedly only have been on Earth Land for about 15 years…  Maybe they somehow visited in ancient times?” Lucy wondered out loud as they walked through the darkened room.  They looked at the Pharaoh coffins and Lucy admired all of the golds, blacks, and turquoises they used to beautify everything in their era.  They moved on to a long room with statues from Bellum* carved from white marble.

     “It’s pretty amazing how they could get everything so lifelike when it’s all carved from stone.” Lucy mused and Natsu grunted in response.  He couldn’t help feeling a fondness for the way Lucy was looking at everything with such happiness, he thought it was kind of adorable.  Natsu stopped dead in his tracks when he caught sight of a few rather less than clothed statues.

     “Lucy,” Natsu tried to hold in a bursting laugh and managed to just sound like he was choking making Lucy whip around in response.

     “What’s wrong?” She exclaimed in alarm until she realized he was laughing and them squinted at him. “What’s so funny?”

    “Look.” Natsu stated simply while pointing to one of the marble statues in front of him.  Lucy stared at the statue in confusion and looked back at him for an explanation.

    “Look!” He hissed and snickered, “They’re naked!” Natsu’s laugh got a bit louder turning his cheeks red.  Lucy puffed out her cheek and frowned.

    “You are such a child, Natsu!” Lucy scolded him turning back to the sculpture. Though hearing Natsu’s little giggles made her mouth twitch upward and when Natsu noticed that it made him laugh even more.

   “You think it’s funny too!” Natsu loudly whispered in a singsongy voice while receiving a defiant look from Lucy.

   “No I don’t.” Lucy shot back stubbornly but Natsu could see she was desperately trying to hold back a smile.

   “Look Luce, look… They even have their things!” Natsu could barely breathe at this point, clutching his sides trying to not be too loud.

   “Natsu!” Lucy chided but her own throat let a little chuckle out.

   “Just imagine this,” Natsu gestured to the statue, “They had to sit there and carve out all that stuff…  They even had to carve out the boobies!” Natsu laughed out loud that time earning themselves glares from passerby’s.

   “Shh!” Lucy growled but she couldn’t hold back her own chortles.

   “B-but they’ve got, ha-ha, everything!” Natsu’s voice was reaching a dangerous octave and Lucy clasped her hand over his mouth.

   “They’re going to kick us out if you don’t be quiet!”

   “Oh man, Happy would love this!  Totally worth it to come…” Natsu sighed, his face red from laughing while Lucy’s hand was still glued to his mouth.  They had managed to end up in front of a statue of a couple.

    “Oh my god…” Lucy squeaked out as they both stared at the statue.  Natsu started to shake before sound even came out as he laughed loudly.  The statue of the two were completely naked as well while the male sensually kissed the neck of the female.

   “Natsu shut the hell up!” Lucy laughed, her own cheeks red from embarrassment and laughter.  Other museum goers glared at them and shuffled out of the room to the point where it was just them.

   “Wow, the ancients really knew how to make some great art!” Natsu concluded and Lucy just shook her head.

    “I guess so…” Lucy agreed but then froze as she realized she was still clinging to Natsu from covering his mouth before.  She sprang back, her entire face almost red while Natsu looked at her curiously.

    “Err…  Maybe we should move on?” Lucy suggested but Natsu had a dangerous glint in his eyes.

    “Why, this room is kinda funny.  Don’t you think what they’re doing looks kind of interesting?” He questioned stalking up to Lucy with a mischievous face.  Lucy stared him down, unsure of what his next move was going to be.

   “W-what do you mean Natsu?  Let’s just move to the next room and try not to disrupt anyone else.” Lucy began to cautiously walk on but Natsu grabbed her from behind causing her to squeal.

    “I am a man from Ancient Bellum!  I must attack the neck of this woman!” Natsu declared in a mock voice and then nuzzled his face in the crook of Lucy’s neck gently placing his lips on her throat.

    “Ah, Natsu?” Lucy’s voice hiked up a pitch and he pulled away from her with a light blush on his face. “You done?”

   “No.” Natsu answered in a serious tone, eyes burning.  “Let’s get out of here.”  He scooped her up over his shoulder, with much protesting from Lucy, and carried her to the exit.

   “B-but Natsu!  The rest of the museum…”

   “Don’t worry, we’ll come back, I promise.” Natsu flashed her his signature cocky smile and charged through the exit much to the dismay of the concierge and other patrons.

    “We just got here…” Lucy’s whimpered from over his shoulder.

    “I’m sorry Lucy but as an ancient man from Bellum, I must conquer that neck of yours with kisses.  It’s the rules, you saw the statues.” Natsu stated exaggeratedly as Lucy blushed.  “Besides…  I think we should do exactly what they were doing and do away with these bothersome clothes…” Natsu whispered in her ear.

   “Natsu Dragneel!” Lucy yelled, punching at his back but ended up giggling along with him. 

    “Onward my Lady!  To the ancient bed!”

    “Enough with the ancient stuff!”

    “To do the ancient thing!” Natsu guffawed as Lucy gasped and pounded on his back in protest as he ran back towards home.


A/N: Sorry this is so late but I hope you like it!  

*The places mentioned with a star are actual places in the Fairy Tail universe.  I did my best to match up with where they might be like in accordance to our world.  Sooo Dessierto would be Egypt and Bellum is Rome.

Forget Me Not (chanyeol x reader) pt. 3

idol: park chanyeol of exo

scenario: (non-idol) on a quiet sunday morning, a young and handsome man entered your flower shop to buy a bouquet to propose with, and you unexpectedly but instantly make a connection

words: 3,155

a/n: back at this againnnnnn, i’m planning on giving this a good few more parts, but i’m not intending it to be like a 20 part series or whatev, the bulk of the plot is about halfway through now. still, i really hope u enjoy this and i love u all so much! (cred to gif owner ^o^)

masterlist // part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4


Originally posted by krismehard


“Chanyeol…I…” She stuttered, her thoughts whirring.

“Yes?” He beamed excitedly, waiting to hear those words of wonder.

“I…” She looked down at her feet quickly, before coming back up to meet his eyes.

The pause was too long. Chanyeol knew.

“I don’t love you anymore.”


It was like time stopped. He didn’t know what was happening to him. He didn’t know how to react. “…what?” His words came out as a quiet whisper, the restaurant deadly silent. Chanyeol was stunned, that really wasn’t the answer he was expecting.

She repeated her words, stronger this time. “Chanyeol, I’m sorry but I can’t marry you. I no longer love you.”

Every word was a dagger in his heart. But no tears could fall. “You…” he breathed out slowly and straightened his back. “I’m sorry.”

They stared at each other for a long time, not knowing what to do next, until she sharply turned and left the restaurant just as tears threatened to fall. It took Chanyeol a few seconds to realise that she’d gone, and he rushed out straight after her, slamming a large amount of bills onto the table, way more than he should have paid - but he didn’t care. He had to know why. 

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anonymous asked:

Ok but can u imagine curled up next to each other in bed and jimin's holding kook really tight and he can't sleep cuz "Hyung your're too warm I'm burning" and jimin's all "sorry baby, u know I love holding you, I can't help it"

Y E S. Jungkook secretly loves being held by Jimin though like why else would he crawl into his bed?? He claims it’s because Namjoon-hyung snores too much, and he’s not there for cuddles. But when Jimin sleepily wraps his arms around Jungkook, he instantly melts into it and revels in the way he fits under Jimin’s chin and how Jimin’s feet poke at his calves and how he’s in the perfect position to leave tiny kisses across Jimin’s collarbones and how Jimin squirms and giggles when he does so.

Jungkook likes being held where there are no cameras or no prying eyes, where it’s just him and Jimin in the darkness, just the closeness of the two of them, soft, steady breathing and tantalizing skin. And Jungkook feels so warm and safe and loved, even when Jimin swats him away because he’s too tired to fool around, because Jimin still pulls him in and holds him close and tells him he loves him.