Don’t know if anyone’s talked about this, but can we just look at Betty’s feet during the hug? She’s doing that cute little “teehee” turned in toe thing BECAUSE SHE JUST LOVES HIM SO MUCH. He’s also probably telling her something sweet.
Ginny was honestly surprised she was considered enough of a Padre to warrant an invitation to the team Christmas party.
Sure, a lot of that surprise was founded in self-pity, but she felt she was allowed.
After all, her rookie season in the bigs ended (and started, honestly) in heartbreak, her brother wasn’t speaking to her, Amelia was back, but their relationship was strained, and Noah wouldn’t quit dropping hints about a world tour that Ginny was increasingly sure she had no interest in.
And Mike Lawson was back with his wife. Not that she cared about that. If he was happy, so was she. It hadn’t been a lie when she said those words to Amelia and it wasn’t now.
All in all, there wasn’t a lot that was really putting her in a festive mood.
Only Blip’s promise of excellent catering and free-flowing booze had secured her attendance.
Mostly, she wanted to do what she’d done since her season ended: sit in her hotel room and binge watch terrible reality shows. They helped her feel better about her own life.
The life where she was getting ready to go to a party for a team she wasn’t even sure she belonged to anymore. The doctors and front office sounded optimistic, but Ginny knew the drill. Players were sent back down to the minors all the time for slighter injuries than hers.
Well. She might as well take advantage of being a Padre while she still could. Especially when there was free food involved.
She was keeping her expectations low for this party.
I'm sorry ma-am, you don't have clearance to access this building not accompanied by an agent. I can't let you in.
*looks down, sighing but with a smile on her face* listen carefully pal, you know agent Danvers, right? Cute, brown eyes, short hair, she happens to be your boss... you know her right?
*nods but sill with a stern face*
Good, now, I'm in the process of getting into that elevator, go up to headquarters and profess my undying and undeniable love for that woman and probably kiss her like my life depends on it in front of the whole department. So if you don't press that button and let me through, I can just whistle and have Supergirl here in less than a minute, and when she learns why I'm here and that am I not being allowed up, you can bet her heat vision is gonna get pretty unstable and murderous... you don't want that... do you?
Help. I am so deep in my Namjoon feels right now, I don't even know why. But I'm in desperate need to read about some cute crap he does or says please bombard me with Namjoon. Seriously anything, gifs, quotes, pics, just anything he makes you feel lol sorry if this is weird but I just really freaking Joonieakajdhfkjdhfdskjfhs
its ok stanning namjoon gives me pain too!! he’s honestly such a sweetheart :’(
during a fansign a fan didn’t want to hold hands with namjoon because of her skin disease but he held them anyway and told her “Hey, it’s okay. you have pretty hands though?” I AM IN TEARS!! LET’S READ AND LOOK AT SOME MORE INTERACTIONS SHALL WE
imagine ford having a chubby gf and always telling her how nice she looks and how cute she is and always caresses her curves and belly. I'm sorry I am always a slut for chubby reader inserts and you don't see them often
Not a problem anon, chubby!reader fluff is always cute :3
You and Stanford have a routine every morning, when you’re both still fuzzy from sleep. You’re in charge of starting the coffee, Ford insists he can never make it as perfect as you do. Right about the time you’re pushing the start button on the machine he’ll come up behind you, wide hands sliding around your waist and face nuzzling into your neck, his scratchy stubble tickling your sensitive skin and making you giggle. He’ll sneak his fingers under the edge of your shirt, all twelve digits sinking into the soft flesh of your belly as he gently grips you. Sometimes he’ll trace patterns across your skin or rub circles on your sides with his thumbs, all the while peppering the curve of your throat with kisses and sweet nothings. Sometimes, if he’s in a playful mood, his hands will stray down to squeeze your thick thighs that he loves so much, and the kisses will have little nibbles mixed in.
You think those few minutes waiting for the coffee pot to fill are your favorite part of the day.
I'm on edge to tears, but I don't want to cry. Can you maybe distract me somehow? tell a funny story? please.. sorry!
Can I tell you the story about how I got my puppy? I don’t know if it helps but I’ll try!
So, I was in a pet store and there were four small puppies there, they were all so cute and I was already looking for a puppy, it had to be a small one because my house isn’t too big. I started playing with the puppies, and one of them seemed to really like me, and I told her I’d come back for her. A couple of days passed and I went back to the store, she was still there and I was finally able to get her! SHE CAME HERE IN A BOX AND WHEN SHE LEFT THE BOX I SWEAR SHE WAS THE HAPPIEST PUPPY OF ALL THE PUPPIES!!! I named her Raava, she’s 1 year old now and she smells like vanilla
And here’s a pic of her (when she arrived here) to cheer you up:
“..and that’s when he called me an idiot. Me. Too bad I can transfigure someone’s personality…. he was kind of cute besides being a complete git.” Amira shrugged as she walked down the long hallway with her book wrapped in her arms and looked at the person beside her.