i mean look at her smile

@eastaustraliancurrent I’m so sorry, here is gift for you

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“There! Right there!” Raven hissed, pointing out the window. Everyone followed her finger. Erik and Charles stood by the statue, backs to the window of the room that the younger mutants had claimed as “their” lounge. They were talking with their heads close together, and if you looked hard, you could see the curl of a smile on both their faces (although Erik’s was much smaller).

“Look at him!” Raven continued, “He’s gay, totally gay!”

“Who, your brother?” Sean asked.

“No, he’s bisexual,” Raven answered dismissively. “I mean Erik!” She rolled her eyes as the others stared. “Look at that tan skin and the killer shape he’s in! He’s gay!”

“I don’t know,” Hank muttered, eyeing Erik critically. “I don’t see it.”

“The elephant in the room,” Angel commented, and everyone looked at her. She smiled. “Well, we were all wondering it. Don’t lie. Although, is it relevant to presume?”

“The guy does wears perfume,” Alex drawled.

“It’s cologne,” Raven corrected.

“Look at his coiffed and crispy locks,” Sean said scornfully.

“Look at his silk translucent socks,” Raven added persuasively.

“There’s the eternal paradox,” Hank mused, “Look what we’re seeing.”

“What are we seeing?” Raven asked.

“Is he gay–”

“Of course he’s gay!”

“Or European?”

Everyone went quiet.

“Gay or European?” Darwin finally asked into the silence. “It’s hard to guarantee.”

“Is he gay or European?” Alex repeated, then, when everyone looked at him, he flushed and snapped, “Hey, don’t look at me!”

“Well, they bring their boys up different,” Angel reasoned, shrugging a little. “They play peculiar sports.”

“In shiny shirts and tiny shorts,” Raven agreed.

“Why are we rhyming?” Sean asked, but no one paid any attention.

“Gay or foreign fella? The answer could take weeks.”

“Or not, if we just ask,” Sean said.

“Both say things like “Ciao bella” while they kiss you on both cheeks.”

“Oh please,” Raven snorted.

“Erik would never do that, though,” Sean pointed out.

“Gay or European? So many shades of grey–”

“Depending on the time of day the French go either way,” Alex said slyly. Raven whacked him with a magazine.

They continued their discussion, Sean still asking plaintively why everyone was rhyming. Then, suddenly, as one, they noticed that Erik and Charles had left the statue. And they heard two pairs of footsteps in the hall, along with a laugh that had to be Charles.

Sean leapt to his feet. “I have an idea I’d like to try,” he told the others, eyes glinting as a mischievous smile spread across his face.

“The floor is yours,” Hank said graciously.

The door opened. Erik entered, eyes sweeping over the gathering, and held the door for Charles, who smiled briefly at him before turning a different, more general smile on the younger people. “Hello,” he said, but before he could say anything else, Sean looked straight at Erik and said, “How long have you been having an affair with that guy I saw sneaking out of your room last night?”

Erik’s face turned to stone. “A day,” he answered stiffly.

“What’s your last name?”

Erik frowned a little. “Lehnsherr,” he replied, in that particular way he had when he wasn’t sure if the person he was talking to wasn’t a little slow.

“And what the last name of the guy you were with?”

“Xa–” Erik caught himself, but it was too late, everyone gasped, and he flushed bright red before whirling and exiting the room, slamming the door shut behind him with his powers.

Charles looked at the assembled, triumphant youngsters and gave a shy smile. “To answer your question,” he began, “He’s gay and European.” He turned and opened the door, just in time for Erik to appear again and snarl, his face still quite red, “I’m straight!”

“You weren’t yesterday,” Charles replied.

Erik actually ran away, and Charles shook his head as he exited the lounge and went after him.

“…he was listening!” Sean said with great disgust. “In our heads!”

“Of course he was,” Raven answered. “How else do you think we were able to rhyme like that?”

B.A.P reactions to their gf swearing in her native language

Yongguk

He would smile and look at you with a disbelief. He heard you saying these words a couple of times so he wondered what does it means. 

Himchan

“What happened this time?” he would ask you laughing when he heard a word which was coming from your mouth everytime something bad happens. 

Daehyun

Daehyun would laugh at you everytime you sweared in your native language. He would find it funny that you were swearing in your native language and not korean. 

Youngjae

“If you think I don’t know what you are saying then you’re wrong my lady” he said with a blank face. Then after a couple of seconds he starts laughing.

Jongup

“Aishh, again?” he thought in his mind looking at you to see if something bad happened or if you’re hurt. 

Zelo

“Y/N watch your mouth!!” he said with a smile. He would tease you about swearing in your native language in front of him.

gifs are not mine!!

M A S T E R L I S T S

// zoey xoxo

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“Hey,” I say, approaching the table. Jean straightens up nervously. “Do you mind if I sit?” 

“Sure.” Jean says, and she wiggles her chair over. 

“Did you want to come and sit with us? There’s room!” I say, enthusiastically. 

“No, no… I like being by myself.”Jean says.

“Are you sure? I can’t help but notice that you look a little down.” I say.

“I’m fine.” Jean says, a little too fast. 

“Alright. Well, i’m just letting you know that if you ever need anything, i’m here for you, okay?” I add. 

“Wha- really?” Jean replies, taken aback. 

“Yeah, I mean it!” I smile and nod. “Honestly, if you want to talk, i’m here…”

I reach out to reassuringly touch Jean’s arm. 

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“You look nervous.”

“I’m not.. you just look so beautiful, love.”

Hayley smiled as she bit her lip and looked down at herself.

“You don’t look so bad yourself.” She said in a teasing tone as Klaus looked to the ground and smirked.

“So.. ready to get hitched?” Hayley asked in a joking tone as he chuckled.

“You mean ready to spend the rest of my life with the love of my life and my beautiful daughter?” Klaus asked as he looked up teasingly.

“That too..” Hayley laughed as she moved closer to him and he instantly pulled her into a short but passionate kiss.

“I love you.” He said, a sincere tone to his voice as he put his hand on the side of her face and she moved closer to his touch.

“I love you.” She replied without a moment of hesitation.

anonymous asked:

My take on the ILY scene + next time we see Molly: the only way Molly Hooper was showing up at Baker Street after that phone call, with that smile directed at Sherlock, is if she got exactly what she's always wanted! I feel that that's what we were supposed to take away from that epilogue-ish montage, without Mofftiss confirming it explicitly. I also think that way Molly's smile fades into Sherlock's smile is meant to imply he's thinking of her. What do you think? Are they an item at the end?

Not to be a stick in the mud, but I can’t say I feel exactly the same way. I don’t believe that the only explanation for Molly looking like that at the end was that they’re together. I think it means for sure that he made things right. Could there be more on the horizon? Yeah sure. But I doubt that the writers were trying to hint that Sherlock and Molly are now an official couple. And besides, Molly Hooper as a person does not always have to get exactly what she wants in order to be happy and positive, she’s shown us that through the series. And I actually love that about her! It’s a huge skill and sign of maturity to be happy even if life isn’t going your way all the time. She’s no victim though, so like I said, Sherlock would have had to make things right for her to be happy to be at his flat and in his presence again. And watching that epilogue sequence, I also don’t think he was thinking of Molly in his smile scene which faded from her walking into 221B. I just don’t see that there’s any big evidence for that. Yeah the scenes blend together, but he’s playing the violin in a therapeutic session with his younger sister and he’s smiling at her. So I just have a hard time connecting that to Molly. 

Sorry…I just disagreed with everything lol.

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50 Questions - Ruby Slater

Personal

1) Age?
In the story, she’s probably still only in her mid-thirties. (she has Pippa when she was 18/19 and Pippa is about 16 by this point)
2) Gender?
Female
3) Romantic/Sexual Orientation?
Heterosexual
4) Height?
5′5
5) Race?
Caucasian
6) What do they look like? (i.e, hair color, eye color, etc).
Large green eyes, plump lips, freckles (editing means they don’t show up as well :(), soft wavy brown hair
7) Any disabilities?
Nope
8) Is there a meaning to their name?
I just thought it was a pretty name :P
9) What makes them, them?
Her bright smile, stubbornness and caring heart.
10) What do they want to be when they grow up/what do they want to do with their lives?
Ruby actually wanted to be a singer. Alas, that never happened.

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The God Party (until I figure out a better name) Chapter 1

(This is a story I’ve had buzzing around in my head for ages and have wanted to post. Dedicated to Bast and Anubis.)

“Ugh, do I have to? I mean… Parties aren’t my thing…” I whined as Bast worked on my eyeliner and clicked her tongue at me.

“Nonsense, you’re my kitten and every kitten of mine will have a wonderful time at any party I choose for them,” She said with a smile and finished her work holding up a mirror for me to see my new party look. Of course she was able to do everything perfectly to make me look more beautiful than I had felt in ages. The eyeliner made my hazel eyes seem to glow and she had even chosen my favorite glamoured black lipstick that I used to help with confidence. Turning the mirror a little I could see the pleased and slightly cocky look she was wearing knowing how good her work was. “Come on kitten, you trust me don’t you?” She added and out came those big round cat eyes that broke your heartstrings into a million pieces.

“Yes, Bast, I trust you. Fine. Let me find my sneakers and we can go.” I sigh breaking. No one could resist those eyes… except maybe Anubis. I spare him a glance at where he was leaning against the wall arms crossed, looking bored and a little annoyed. At least I wasn’t the only one getting dragged against their will to this party. I blame you for this pup. His voice echoed softly in my mind as he caught my gaze for a moment.

“No silent conversations. Go, shoo, go wait in the car. You know some myths make me your mom ‘Nubis, so you gotta listen to me too.” Bast said eyes bright and Anubis snorted but didn’t argue as he headed out. He wasn’t big on conflict if it wasn’t for something worth while. Though I wouldn’t risk really pissing him off since he did feed unworthy souls to a scary as fuck lion-hippo-crocodile for his day job.

I found my shoes quickly and pulled them on. Bast decided to head out to the car as well and give me some time to catch my breath. I looked in the mirror again and sighed through my nose. “I’m a witch, I can do this. I mean it’s just a little party and Anubis even agreed to tag along. If I can deal with those two all day I can deal with a little party right? Right!” I told myself and the little pep talk helped calm me as I headed out to the car and slid into the backseat. Thankfully Anubis was driving. Which means all laws were followed and street signs obeyed- Bast drove once, let’s just say joy ride might be an understatement for what happened for that trip. I took the time on the drive to Amanda’s house to think about my life. Bast had come along first. She knew I needed her and didn’t need any prompting. And after her Anubis knew that I would need balance for her wild energy and let himself in. I had no doubt my godly family wasn’t finished but with how new I was the others were hanging back for the moment. Once one was in, it was like you opened the door on the whole family tree. Of course no plain-Jane off the street could see them for who they were. They only saw two normal humans who they would probably assume were my parents, or maybe some teen friends. Human sight couldn’t see past the glamour of a god or goddess that wanted to remain hidden.

We arrived at the party all too soon and I wasn’t ready. My heart was beating too fast and my hands were sweaty already. I could hear the loud thrumming music that was happening inside the house from the car and people were leaking out of the front door and scattered in groups on the well trimmed lawn hinting at how packed the place was. Anubis parked and Bast turned in her seat giving me a knowing look. “Who am I?” She asked her tone soothing as a cat’s gentle purr.

“Bast, eye of Ra, protector of lower egypt, goddess of family and joy and the soft gentle sun warming your skin and motherhood and…” She stopped my ramble.

“No. try again. Who am I to you Kitten?” She said taking my hand a squeezing it. I took a breath realizing I had stopped breathing.

“Cat-Mom. My goddess and mother and friend.” I said weakly and she nodded with approval.

“Exactly. I’ll be with you the whole time. You will be fine. Plus ‘Nubis will be around. Do you think we’d let anything bad happen?” She asked and I opened my mouth. “Anything bad that wasn’t going to teach you a lesson or lead to better changes. Plus I promise this party is just for fun. Baby steps.” She added before I could speak and I chuckled. Anubis had opened my door while we had been talking and I stepped out putting my trust in them. If they said I wouldn’t get hurt and would have a good time then I would believe it. I guess it was party time.

Lost and Found

“Excuse me,” a young girl approaches the help desk. “Have you seen my Tosan?” 

Sasha, having worked in customer services for two months now, is more than used to lost children showing up. It is, after all, a pretty large supermarket. This particular girl is absolutely tiny, barely able to peer over the counter. 

“I’m sorry,” she said cautiously. “Your what?” 

The girl’s face contorts for a moment. ”Ooo, sorry, I mean my daddy. I lost him. And he always taught me that if I ever get lost then I have to find a grown up and you look pretty old.” 

At the age of twenty five, Sasha takes just the slightest amount of offence at that. “Does he have a name?” 

She bites her lip. “I don’t know… he’s really famous.” 

She catches herself smiling brightly at that. Who didn’t wish they could go back to the state where the world was magic? It’s adorable that this girl thought so much of her father, saw him as so important to the world. It warms Sasha’s heart. 

“I promise,” she says gently. “It’ll be fine.” 

“Okay,” the girl nods. “His name’s Yuuri.” 

A familiar name, Sasha thinks. There are a lot of Yuris in Russia. “Last name?” 

“Katsuki-Nikiforov,” she trills with ease. 

Sasha raises an eyebrow. “Like the ice skater?” 

“Yeah!” The girl nods, even more enthusiastically than before. 

“You sure?” 

She frowns. “I don’t think Tosan has any other names except that.” 

She’s not entirely sure what to do. The girl looks very young, somewhere between four and seven. It’s the perfect age to invent a celebrity parent. It would be pretty awkward to announce such a well known sport star’s name in the middle of such a crowded store, and attract some unfortunate attention. 

“Okay,” Sasha picks up the phone attached to the intercom. “Wait. What’s your name?” 

The girl’s stature alters to a more proud one. “Mirai.” 

“Right.” Sasha clears her throat and talks into the speaker, causing her voice to echo around the building. “Can Mr Katsuki-Nikiforov please come to customer services? Mr Katsuki-Nikiforov to customer services thank you!” 

The girl, Mirai, chews her lip. “He’s gonna be mad.” 

To Sasha’s complete and utter shock, she discovers she was completely wrong about the situation when the unmistakable form of Yuuri Katsuki-Nikiforov himself comes rushing round the corner. Wow, she thinks, he really is soft on the eyes in person. Even with an angry look on his face, apparently, that kind of suited well with his signature glasses. 

“Mirai!” He snaps. “What was the one thing I said earlier?” 

She trembles and looks away from him. 

“Well?” 

“I’m sorry!” She wraps her arms around his leg. “I know you told me not to walk off again but I swear I was just looking at the sweets and you weren’t there anymore you’re not too mad are you??? Tosan? Please don’t be angry at me I promise I was trying to be good!” 

He sighs, and pats her lightly on the head. “It’s okay, Mirchan, Just don’t do it again.” 

“Sorry,” she repeats into his trouser leg. 

The Yuuri Katsuki-Nikiforov turns his attention to Sasha. “Thank you, I’m sorry she interrupted your work.” 

Sasha has never considered herself as one to get easily starstruck around celebrities before, but the ex-figure skater was incredibly intimidating. “T-that’s okay, honestly, she did the right thing coming here. I’m sorry,” Sasha adds without thinking, “I didn’t think she was being, uhm, s-serious at first about you being her father…”

Sensing her nerve, Yuuri Katsuki-Nikiforov blushes at the recognition, before wincing uncomfortably. “Do you want an… autograph or something?” 

“No! No!” She panics. “It was nothing! You probably want to get on with your day now.” 

The man looks visibly relieved. “Thank you, again.” he repeats. “Come on now,” he turns back to his daughter, “you want to get back in time to see Uncle Yurio, no?” 

“Of course!” She squeals, and the two walk off into the distance. 

Sasha feels herself blush. He couldn’t mean Yuri Plisetsky? A flurry of memories comes forth, centring around the sizeable collection of Yuri posters that had once hung in her teenage bedroom, accompanied by her ‘Yuri’s Angels’ official fan club banner. God, she’d acted so embarrassingly. She should probably trust kids a lot more. 

Grasping the Obvious

Bucky Barnes was in love, and it seems that everyone figured it out but you. 

Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Warnings: Fluff, tiny segment of angst. 
Author’s Note: Don’t you love fluff? I do. After writing angst for three days straight I could use a little fluff. Enjoy! This is 3000 words long! 

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It’s a [Tinder] Date! (Part 3/3)

Summary: Thinking he needs to find a date, Natasha signs Steve up to Tinder. In Queens, Peter Parker does the same to you. It’s a match!

Word Count: 3,405

Part 1 Part 2

A/N: Almost a month later, but this fic is officially done :D I hope you all enjoy this fluffiness. 

Originally posted by mackievanstan


Work managed to distract you enough to not keep looking at the clock every five minutes. Despite part of your brain telling you that there was no way you had a date with Captain America, there was another part that couldn’t help but to hope this was true. And so, you found yourself daydreaming of showing up to the restaurant and seeing him there. What would you even say to him? What kind of greeting would you use? Would you address him as Captain, or maybe Mr. Rogers, or just Steve?

By the time you got home, you had a few outfit options in mind and made a beeline to the bathroom, taking a shower before you got started on getting ready.

Peter came around as you were choosing between four different outfits you had draped on your bed. He helped you picked the one that was form-fitting, waggling his eyebrows playfully.

“We gotta tease him,” he said.

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home after rain

blue orchids short story

pairing: jungkook | reader
genre: too much fluff.. too much cute
word count: 3.986
author’s note: surprise! \o/ I honestly have no idea how or why this happened. yesterday I just… started writing, and here we are, a few thousand words later. also, bear in mind that this is a sequel to blue orchids, so you need to read that one first if you want to understand this short piece. hope you all enjoy!

This story is set six years into the future within Blue Orchids’ universe.


The sun rays are melting on your skin. It has been a while since the skies opened up like this, leaving the sun bare to the living, its warmth a pleasant gift after days of storm and gloom. The sand under your legs and feet is, fortunately, not scorching — not yet, at least. The early morning is still warming up to the pristine sun, and the salty winds of the beach are still a strange mixture of the growing heatwave and the remnants of past iciness.

You cannot remember the last time you visited the beach, but it does not feel foreign or uncomfortable. It feels like you belong, mind at peace and body molding to the sand as your extended legs allow your toes to brush against the gentle waves that break and ebb away, water still too chilly to enjoy at its fullest.

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  • *early morning*
  • Sherlock: *playing the violin*
  • Rosamund: *eating cereal; grimacing* Uncle Sherlock?
  • Sherlock: *concentrating* Mmm?
  • Rosamund: Are you in love?
  • Sherlock: *glances at her* Why do you ask?
  • Rosamund: *shrugs* you keep playing icky love songs and stuff.
  • Sherlock: *offended* I am not!
  • Rosamund: *raises an eyebrow* What was that called?
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Sherlock: *mutters* Ode to Joy *irritated* don't you have school?
  • Rosamund: *rolls her eyes; stands* Alright, alright, I'm going *picks up her bag; knocks on Sherlock's bedroom door* see you later, Aunt Molly.
  • Molly: *muffled* Yeah, g-goodbye, Rosie.
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Rosamund: *smug* Bye-bye, Uncle Sherlock *grins as she leaves the flat*
I mean, look at her. It’s not a bad gig. It’s a great and rare combination of qualities to have- to be physically very formidable and compelling and magnetic- which can sometimes I think come across as harsh because there’s a sharpness to beauty that’s very overwhelming- but simultaneously she has a warmth and a curiosity that’s very true and very child-like. I mean, when she smiles it makes me giggle because it’s just pure! There’s a purity to it. And that softness and that beauty and that strength, that’s, to me, the critical combination. And she has it in spades. And she doesn’t have to try all that hard to do it. So my job is very easy. I got to come to work, fall in love with her, make her laugh as hard as I could, flirt, act like a jackass. It’s a lot of fun.
—  Chris Pine on what it’s like playing opposite Gal Gadot as Wonder Woman’s love interest (starts at 17:40
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Uhura prefers ladies 6/??

Dirty Dancing

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Hoseok (J-Hope)

Rating: NC-17

Word Count: 5,242

Summary:  It’s the summer and all you want to be doing is hanging out with your friends. Your parents have other ideas and when you end up at a resort in the middle of the mountains, the only bright thing in sight is the dance instructor, Hoseok. If only said dance instructor didn’t seem to completely hate you.

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carried on the breeze [you’ll never find me]

inspired by this post from @stranger-who-writes-fiction

kara has flown myriad out into space,

and alex has gone after her in that damn pod. sure, getting the thing to space wasn’t a problem - reentery however was where things were going more than a little screwy. in no seconds flat  alex finds herself in a falling deathtrap with her unconscious sister draped mostly uncomfortably across her.

this pod was not meant for two.

nor, apparently, is it meant for rouge humans hijacking and then flying it, poorly but still functionally, into space to save their superhero little sisters. yet, alex had done it anyway.

and now, well, with the planet rapidly rising up to meet them, alex realizes the steering is gone. realizes that the best she can hope for is sending out some sort of signal and hoping that wherever they landed…the deo finds them first.

too bad it was going to be a water landing. which, god, that wasn’t what alex wants. any type of crash landing would probably kill her on impact, but at least crashing into some sort of land might ensure kara’s survival. kara who is still unconscious.

alex knows she has seconds left to come up with a plan. she’s feeling a little ill, the pod spinning around and with one arm holding kara to her chest, alex is left to crane her neck over her little sisters shoulder just to look at the console.

her eye catches a red button.

under the console, hidden from the normal line of sight - alex has to wonder if red buttons hold the same meaning on every plant. alex has to wonder why she never asked.

[to be fair, it’s an obscure question, but god, alex wishes she’d had  the foresight to see this coming]

what she doesn’t see coming are the clouds, the fog that seems to be way too high in the atmosphere, plunging the pod and the danvers sisters into a grey half light.

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i love how, alternatively, last thursday, sana and even had another little chat by her locker, during which sana told him that her brother and his friends will be at eva’s party tomorrow, just so he knows, and that, by the way, elias says hi to him. and even hesitated a little and said “it’s just that…” and sana waited, letting him know that she was listening. and even opened up to her, and we got to listen to him briefly tell what happened, and sana understood that he was nervous about talking to them again, and she told him “i know elias would be happy to see you, and i think the other boys as well, but this is totally up to you”

and eventually, even, this brave boy, did decide to show up, and we had a little moment, maybe just two minutes at the beginning of the clip, with sana and even and the boys, and she stood there during the slightly awkward greetings, and eventually elias broke the ice and said “remember how we used to make these random short films and stuff? we actually, hm, we’ve got this youtube chanel now, you know? nothing too serious, but it’s fun” and even replied “oh, that’s cool” and elias said “i mean, the videos don’t look as cool as the ones we used to make with you because you were always, like, the pro” and he let out a little laugh and he smiled and even smiled a little as well, and we could see him grow more comfortable and then he said “i’m sure you’re doing a good job” 

and sana left them at that moment, to go talk to her own friends, this happy look on her face, and we briefly saw the boys continue their conversation in the background, and eventually isak’s friends joined them, and all of them shook hands, and they seemingly buried the hatchet (but also, alternatively, the fight never happened, because these boys are not violent, and it wasn’t necessary, but that’s another story haha) 

(and off screen, isak and even got home that night, sleepy from the fun and the sun, and they had a little chat in bed before falling asleep, like they always do, and at some point isak told him “of course they were glad to see you and talk to you, anybody would be happy to have you in their life”, and in that moment even couldn’t help but believe him) 

Someone just brought it to my attention that maybe Cole was talking about being whipped over another girl.
I’m going to address this for the people doubting SH right now.
Firstly, it’s no secret that I’m part of team “Sprousehart is 100% something more than friends”. I refuse to label them as boyfriend and girlfriend yet because I don’t know the exact status of their relationship, but I’m certain they’re either together, casually dating, lovers, or taking it slow, while trying to figure out what they mean to each other. But there is no denying that the way these two crazy kids behave around each other is a lot lot more than just friendship.

Here’s the real point I want to make: when a boy says “I’m whipped” it means he is in love so deep that he is willing to do anything for his partner. Side note: People usually talk about being whipped if there is dating involved. Now, with Cole’s comment, we are to assume that there is currently a special lady who has a very strong hold on his heart - someone he does a lot for.
At Paleyfest, Lili admitted that when she asked Cole to take her to Antelope Valley, and photograph her, he didn’t hesitate to say yes. He was all like, “Yeah, let’s do it”. Cole deleted the daddy poll because Lili didn’t win, and we all know he wanted her to. (I wouldn’t be surprised if he actually did vote for her a lot.) Lili has been taking up photography lately - who do you think is teaching her? Who do you think got her the camera? Honestly, it’s right there in front of us all in plain sight. Cole has admitted on numerous occasions that his worst habit is interrupting people, which he’s proven to be true many times. But at Wondercon he let Lili speak in all their interviews without interfering; he let her shine on her own, and he only chimed in when he noticed she was getting tongue tied or needed him to finish her sentences. There’s a lot more proof I can provide, but this post will be never ending if I do. So for now I’ll leave you with all these sweet moments to ponder over. Basically, what I’m trying to say is, Cole’s behaviour towards Lili screams WHIPPED!

If Cole was, hypothetically speaking, referring to another girl when he said he’s whipped then I feel sorry for her, whoever she is, because the way he looks at Lili, talks about Lili and acts around Lili is exactly how someone in love behaves. He looks at her like she is magic. He doesn’t seem to know the meaning of personal space when standing near her. He can’t help but smile every time their eyes meet (she does this, too). He makes countless sex comments about her & around her, and even when she’s not around, “I was excited … it was great.”
I’m sorry, but whoever this other (clearly non-existent) mystery girl is, she must be sitting at home right now fuming because her “bae” seems to spend most of his time boasting about Lili and how great she is to do love scenes with. ;) Also, if there was another girl in his life, I doubt she’d be happy with him going out for breakfast with Lili, and then spending the entire day together, and then finishing the night with a romantic dinner for two. For those of you who don’t know, yes, Cole and Lili spent the whole day from morning till night last week, then they just “mysteriously” fell off the face of the earth for the entire weekend. Jeez, I wonder why? 🤔
Also, I don’t see Cole posting heart eyes emojis on any other females’ photos. I also don’t see his very over protective brother, Dylan, following any of his female model friends everyone seems to worry about.
Their obvious body language, and lack of personal space, their constant heart eyes to each other, their flirty banter, their ridiculous chemistry, their continuous smiles every time they look at each other, their flustered faces whenever they know people are on to them is just way too real and intense to ignore.

How anyone can think Cole meant another girl is beyond me. The guy is hopelessly in love with Lili. And if she didn’t reciprocate his feelings, I can assure you she would have dismissed him a long time ago, and not be spending nights at his house, and going out on dates with him for an entire day.
Whatever is going on between them is mutual. ❤️