i was just looking through their faces

Peaceful (Blurb)

Inspired by this picture and also because Harry is very quickly becoming the cause of my demise: https://two-swallows-above-a-butterfly.tumblr.com/post/158917007871

Also, because some people requested some fluffy romance, so I give you fluffy romance!


You hadn’t meant to stare. It wasn’t as if you were some kind of creepy person who woke up intentionally before your boyfriend just to lay there and look at him. But when the sun had started to peek through the bedroom window that morning and the sudden intrusiveness of light had woken you from the dreamy slumber you were in, you had opened your eyes, blinked a few times, and came face-to-face (or rather, face-to-cheek) with a sleeping Harry next to you.

You couldn’t help but smile, really. You had fallen asleep the night before wrapped up in his arms but, as per usual, had drifted away from him in the middle of the night. You were now on your side and he was on his back, one arm still strung across your pillow as if trying to maintain some sort of contact with your body. His eyes were closed and you could see the subtle rise and fall of his chest with each breath. Your face was only inches from his own and you had one of your legs slung over top of his, nonchalantly.

As mentioned, you hadn’t meant to stare. It was just something about the way the light caught his face, causing a glow to resonate on his cheeks and the way you could count every single eyelash that you were always so jealous of. His lips were in a slight pout as he slept on and his nose twitched every so often as he breathed.

You really couldn’t help but smile. You loved your boy more than anything in the world when he was awake, but you also loved him when he was asleep. It was the one time that you were certain he was at complete peace. With the pressure and anticipation of everything currently going on with his album and movie, you knew his mind was racing most of the time. At the moment, he looked peaceful and relaxed.

You inhaled and exhaled slowly, nudging your body just that tiny bit closer to his, careful not to jostle him too much. You reached up to move one strand of hair away from his eyes. He twitched a bit, but didn’t stir.

Normally, you wouldn’t bug him like this when he was sleeping, but you couldn’t help but brush the tips of your fingers over his cheek, lovingly touching each and every beauty mark and imperfection that you knew by heart.

Harry stirred a bit more this time, but didn’t open his eyes. You were starting to wonder if he was awake, but boldly continued your journey across his face with your fingers, before leaning over to attach your lips ever-so-gently to his cheek.

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Not So Bad (Gaston Imagine)

Request: Is it possible that you could write a Gaston x reader where he’s desperately in love with you, but you hate him, and then you slowly fall in love with him? Thanks so much!- @sherlocks-timetraveling-assbutt

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You sat beside Belle as she read her book to you. “And they lived happily ever after.” She finished before looking at you with a smile.

“Thanks for reading to me Bell-”

“(Y/N)” A voice yelled, causing you to look up. Gaston was heading your way with flowers and a huge smile on his face

“Well I would love to stay and chat but I must get going.” You waved bye to Belle and took off as you heard her laugh.

“Excuse me! Sorry! Oops!” You push through people as you fast as you can.

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Embarrassed

A/N: I loved this story so I’m just re-posting it. 


Originally posted by toyboxboy

You waited for the elevator doors to open, you held on tight to the brown bag containing Spencer’s lunch. You had never visited him at work, but there was a first time for everything. 

The doors opened and you looked around not recognizing a single face. Spencer had told you so much about his co workers but you had never met them. You walked through the glass doors catching Penelope’s attention, she stopped looking at your visits batch, “Hello, you’re a new face, are you looking for someone, I know every one” she said excitedly. 

This was her Penelope, you could recognize her from everything Spencer had told you, “Yes, I’m looking for Spencer” you said looking lost. 

“Reid, Spencer Reid, you are looking for Reid?” she said confused. 

“Yes, Dr. Reid” you confirmed. 

“Who are you” she said suspiciously. 

“I am Y/N, Spencer’s girlfriend, you must be Penelope” you said excitedly. 

Penelope looked even more confused, “I’m sorry his what” she said almost laughing, “You’re his girl friend!?” she said in shock. “Oh my, follow me” 

You followed her orders, she walked hastily towards the conference room. Everyone turned their attention to you, “Guys this is Y/N” Penelope gestured towards you “Spencer’s girlfriend!” she said always yelling. 

You looked around the different faces confused as to what was going on, did they not know Spencer had a girlfriend, did they know who you were?

“Pretty boy’s got a girl!?” Morgan said surprised. JJ couldn’t take her eyes off of you. Finally a face you recognized, Spencer, “Y/N” he said just as confused as everyone else looked “What are you doing here?” 

You finally realized what was going on, none of them knew who you were, he had never told them. You ran through the doors as fast you could, embarrassed. Spencer hadn’t told anyone about you guys, why? Why would he do that? 

After several missed calls, and text messages you heard your door open, you suddenly regretted giving him a copy of your apartment key. “Y/N” he said calling out for you. 

You refused to respond, “Y/N” you heard he was getting closer. 

“What?” you finally called out. 

“Hey” 

“Seriously? You didn’t tell them? You didn’t tell them about me!? We’ve been dating for months!” you said angrily. 

“Y/N’ Spencer said his voice full of remorse, “I’m sorry I know this looks awful” 

“Am I not good enough for you?” you questioned him “Would your friends not think me being a doctor is enough, would they think I’m not enough for you Spencer” 

“Y/N, it’s not that, you are more than enough. I didn’t want to mix my life with you, and my job, it gets complicated, it’s tough Y/N, I wanted to protect you” 

Your eyes continued to fill with tears, “So you’re not embarrassed of me?” 

“What!? No way, I could never be, I love you Y/N” he said hugging you tightly. 

“And your friends?” 

“My friends will love you once they get to know you, besides Morgan already thinks you’re too hot for me” 

You burst out in laughter, “It’s true you’re way too hot for me” 

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getting some colouring practice in with some hunter husbands (。•̀ᴗ-)✧

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Don’t doubt it, don’t doubt it
Victory is in your veins
You know it, you know it
And you will not negotiate
Just fight it, just fight it
And be transformed

“Mario and I had been friends since the age of six. We were from the same small town in the countryside. We always kept in touch. We’d occasionally get coffee together. I knew he was gay but we never talked about it. It just didn’t come up. He never volunteered the information and I never asked. I felt that I was being respectful. At one point, I began to notice that his face was changing. He started to get very thin. But I never asked about it. Maybe I thought that he’d feel I was invading his privacy. Mario could get offended very easily. He was like a volcano. Maybe, subconsciously, I just didn’t want to get involved. When I finally knew for sure, it was too late. I visited him at the hospital the day before he died. I could only look at him through a glass window. He was covered in blankets. I felt like such an idiot. I could have asked him at any time. I could have said: ‘What are you hiding from me? Are you sick? Are you afraid I will reject you?’ Then we could have hugged each other and cried together. We could have maybe even laughed at the situation. But we never got to do that. Because I never had the balls to ask.”

(Buenos Aires, Argentina)

I AM FUCKING CRYING

VIKTOR AND YURI STARTING TO RUN AS SOON AS THEY SAW EACH OTHER

THEY ONLY LOOKED AT EACH OTHER THROUGH THE GLASS WALL AS THEY RAN

THE WAY THEY FLEW INTO EACH OTHER’S ARMS

HOW THEY HELD EACH OTHER SO TIGHTLY

HOW YURI BURIED HIS FACE INTO VIKTOR’S SHOULDER

HOW VIKTOR KISSED YURI’S HAND

HOW VIKTOR SAID THAT IT WAS JUST LIKE A MARRIAGE PROPOSAL WHILE SMILING SO LOVINGLY BACK AT YURI

HOW YURI STEPPED CLOSER TO HUG VIKTOR EVEN TIGHTER THAN BEFORE

HOW YURI STARTED CRYING WHEN VIKTOR WISHED HE WOULD NEVER RETIRE

HOW THAT MEANT THAT HE WOULD WANT TO SPEND THE REST OF HIS LIFE BEING WITH YURI

THE WAY THAT THEY JUST STOOD THERE AND HUGGED FOR GOD KNOWS HOW LONG 

THIS ENDING SCENE WAS ONE OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL CLOSING SCENES OF AN EPISODE I’VE SEEN IN SUCH A LONG TIME AND I AM JUST CRYING OUT OF HAPPINESS

anonymous asked:

hi yes your voltron headcanons are beautiful and i love them thank you

hi yes thank you i love you

  • pidge, answering her comms: “what’s the sitch”
  • i feel like most people look at lance and hunk and assume that lance is the one with no respect for personal boundaries but no. it’s hunk
    • lance: will maybe get up in your face once or twice
    • hunk: will go through your personal belongings, read your diary, take your treasured pictures of MIA family members, and tell everyone about your secret girlfriend
  • coran’s current personality is 70% him compensating for that emo phase he had
  • one time lance talks shiro into letting them use codenames on a mission for the express purpose of being able to unironically call hunk “hunkules” for three hours
  • [someone pisses allura off] “oh shit you’ve done it now buddy… you’ve angered the lion goddess”
  • keith’s jacket is absolutely an aesthetic choice
    • because like. it has no other functional purpose? at most it’ll keep his arms warm?? maybe his neck a little??? he only wears it because he thinks it looks neat
    • “keith dude are you cold” keith, who can no longer feel his belly button: “no”
  • shiro: “from now on no one’s allowed to start their mission debriefings with ‘okay so in my defense’”

There is this boy at my school who I think is the most attractive boy in the whole universe. He has tan skin that just seems to maintain its color no matter what time of year it is. His hair is a chocolate curly brown, that he runs his hands through at least 200 times a day. His eyes are a caramel-brownish shade that I truly melt into and am lost for words when ever I look into them. But he also has this laugh that is literally one of a kind, and not in a cute way, its high pitched and almost girly but its still music to my ears and always brings a smile to my face. When he talks to his friends, he always makes the funniest jokes and, when he needs to be, nice/helpful to them.

All my friends say that he isn’t attractive and has no like able qualities, and they just cant understand why I like him. I can never seem to figure out why they don’t think he is attractive or funny, it literally blows my mind.

But to be completely honest, I’ve never even had a conversation with him. Im not even friends with the people he’s friends with. I dont think I will ever be able to work up the courage to talk to him and tell him all the things I love about him.

So he will never know that while his friends are mocking his laugh, I’m falling for it. Or when he is smiling, I want nothing more than to be the one making him smile. Never will he know that when he runs his hands through his hair, its my dream to run mine through it too .

But, he will never know any of these things.

So if you are ever thinking that nobody will ever love you because you haven’t been asked out on a date or a stupid boy in high school hasn’t confessed his undying love for you, don’t think that someone doesn’t think of you as an amazing attractive person.

While you’re sitting in class laughing with your friends, someone may be falling in love with the sound of your laugh(even if its a funny one), or the way your eyes light up when your truly happy, or even the way you run your hands through your hair.

Don’t ever think your not good enough just because some boy/girl hasn’t told you how amazing you are.

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Goryeo’s Best Dressed: 13th Prince, Baek Ah

anonymous asked:

My God do you practice expressions in the mirror? Anxiety's "sometimes I just gotta be me...N." looked like a cartoon it was so expressive. My face doesn't even /move/ that way! I rewatched that part 4 times.

Haha funny you bring that up!!! Ever since I was little, I’ve always imitated cartoon facial movements! I guess it kinda subconsciously comes through sometimes! It’s cool you noticed that!

The most fascinating part of rebelcaptain for me is that it’s an uncompleted story. It’s a story of what could’ve been. The reason we didn’t see a kiss between the two, in my opinion, is because they weren’t allowed to get to that point in their relationship with one another. The hug solidifies that there were true feelings between them. The way Jyn smiles, the way Cassian brings his face in closer to her shoulder. They loved each other, but their story was ended before it could begin.

I think the elevator was where they realized how real their feelings were. Those looks, that closeness. That’s more than just friendship. Jyn wasn’t going to let Cassian die alone and Cassian, though wounded, found his way back to Jyn because he was serious when he told her welcome home. He would be the home she never had. The person who’d stick by her through it all, even until death.

Even when Jyn is unnecessary to the mission, Cassian always goes back for her. He always tries to take care of her. Jyn has been without a true purpose for so long and Cassian’s had a set purpose since he’s been six years old. Both see something in the other that they long for and through their mission they find each other in a way they, at least I think, don’t necessarily expect to. Their love is subtle and slow and it builds up.

The reason I love rebelcaptain is because it’s a not quite and that’s how life is a lot of the time. They had a beginning, but because of their circumstances they received no ending and in a way that almost immortalizes their bond. The way we saw things falter for Han and Leia we never have to see for Jyn and Cassian. It’s bittersweet. They get this image of each other as their last moment, their success in reaching their goal, but their love never got to be complete. They never got to kiss because the story wasn’t over yet. It got cut short because that’s what sacrifice is. Sometimes you have to let go of what you love most for the best of all.

[LYRICS] (ENG TRANS) Spring Day

I miss you
since I said it, I miss you more
even when I’m looking at your* pictures
I miss you
those coldhearted times
I hate us
the us wherein it’s hard to even
see your face once

here it’s only winter
even in August, winter comes
time passes in my heart
the train through snowy country** is all that remains
I take your hand and go to the other side of the world
I want to end this winter
if the longing comes down
just like snow, will spring come?
friend

like the small dusts
the small dusts that circle in space
if I were that snow,
I would be able to touch
you just a little more quickly

the snow flowers fall
you get a little further away
I miss you, I miss you
I miss you, I miss you
if I wait more
if I stay up another night
will I see you? will I see you?
will I meet you? will I meet you?

the cold end of winter passes
until the spring days come again
until the flowers bloom
just stay a little longer in that place
please stay

did you change? (did you change?)
or did I change? (did I change?)
I even hate this passing moment
did we change?
or is everything like that?
that’s right, I hate you, though I left you
I haven’t forgotten you
for even one day
to be honest, I miss you, but
I’ll erase you now
that hurts less than
resenting you

you come down coldly
like smoke, like white smoke
even if I say with words that I’ll erase you
the truth is I still can’t send you away

the snow flowers fall
you get a little father away
I miss you, I miss you
I miss you, I miss you
if I wait more
if I stay up another night
will I see you? will I see you?
will I meet you? will I meet you?

you know it all
you’re my best friend
the morning will come again
whatever darkness, whatever season
will not last forever

it seems the cherry blossoms are blooming
this winter is ending
I miss you, I miss you
I miss you, I miss you
if I wait a little more
if I spend just a few more nights
I’ll go to meet you, I’ll go to meet you
I’ll take you away, I’ll take you away

the end of this cold winter passes
until the spring days come again
until the flowers bloom
just stay in that place a little longer
please stay

* the “your” he uses here is plural
** “train through snowy country” is the Korean title of the movie Snowpiercer

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Shameless Ignis Appreciation Post

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately and I believe I’m finally beginning to understand why I can’t help but adore Ignis Scientia so much. When we are first introduced to him, he reads as such a serious, borderline stoic character, then as the journey goes on, we see all the parts of his personality unfold, like a beautiful rose in a steamy hot leopard print shirt that makes me slightly question my sexuality. I especially love seeing all the different sides of Iggy through Prompto’s photos. EXAMPLES:

1. “I’m happiest when I have my Ebony” Iggy.

2. Ridiculously photogenic strategist Iggy.

3. Still hasn’t taken a bath Iggy.

4.“Just face it, Gladio, you don’t know where we’re going either” Iggy.

5. Ass Kicker of the Year™ Iggy.

6.Jumping dork Iggy.

7.“My glasses dropped and so will your panties” Iggy.

8. Majestically rides his Chocobo into battle Iggy.

9. Looks great in any landscape Iggy.

10. Preciously cute and also kinda shy Iggy.

11. OBVIOUSLY thinking “Gladio’s ass looks great in this light” Iggy.

12. Caught staring at Gladio AGAIN Iggy.

13. “I think I’m posed cool but actually am still a dork” Iggy.

AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST…


14. Derp Iggy.

And there you go! Only a few of the reasons why I can’t get enough of Ignis *_*

matt boyd: neil josten??? yeah, he’s amazing [digs into jacket pocket] [pulls out hundreds of thousands of photos of neil] he’s my best friend–just look at him [flips through them] i’m so proud of him [shoves photos in your face] see this? this is the first time he dragged riko moriyama. it was on national tv. god i love him so much.

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I wasn’t going to bother uploading this since it’s in the zine, but then I remembered I wrote a crack fic to go with it. It’s under the cut.

Warning: I know nothing about soccer. I know nothing about writing.

Rated T for minor cussing lol

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I remember when I first realised I liked her. Everything she did from then on became ineffable to me, every single thing. The way she would run her fingers through her hair, that made my heart stop for just a second. The way she tapped her pinky finger on her bottom lip when she was trying to focus, that made the smile on my face linger a little longer. The way she’d subconsciously drag her nails across my thigh while in conversation, that made me have to squeeze my thighs together gently. But my favourite thing about her was looking into her eyes — it was like looking up at the night sky and witnessing a thousand shooting stars dance across the sky all at once. That was my favourite. But the worst, God, it was the worst. Was knowing just how weak she made me.
—  k.f