it's too hard to stare at that face


My friend started to watch GoT a week ago and I wanted her to see these photos. I asked for her opinion. What do you observe in him in each one of them? This is her answer (she hasn’t even watched season two yet):

“In the first one his hard stare balances his -much more- young face. He seems to be thiner too. He’s calculating. His eyes are cold, you see no pity or empathy in him. He’s confronting someone.

In the second one I can’t help but drown myself in those broken hearted eyes… He seems so tired now. Like he has done something too wrong even to forgive himself or, maybe, he’s losing someone he loves. If I saw him like that in real life, I would hold him. He’s like a little child. Those eyes…He’s literally gonna cry, isn’t him?

It’s shocking, it’s like see two different characters. A clear distinction between to personalities or, maybe, he has changed for something or someone? I REALLY NEED TO KNOW NOW!”

Guys, for me it is clear we are not mad: Littlefinger is dead when Sansa is around. He believes again and he let her see him in such a vulnerable situation…This is love. Even my friend knows this now.

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for hoseokjung cause i promised her namjoon smut and ofc aegyoh for inspiring/screaming with me about prof!namjoon sorry its literally MONTHS late D: i hope you guys enjoy it anyway :) 

Junior Seminar: The Philosophy of Being. Mondays and Wednesdays, 4:30PM to 6:30PM. Professor Kim, Namjoon (open to all).

Rate My Teacher Dot Com says in a bit more than 27 reviews–total eyecandy but actually a pretty hard grader; def knows what he’s talking about, if only i could pay attention cuz i’m too busy staring at his PERFECT FACE; dresses like he walked straight out of a vogue spread on goth chic but don’t be fooled by his dimples cause his tests will fuck your ass in a bad way; five out of five ALL across the table ;D–that he’s pretty good with students, pretty good with the subject, and more than just pretty to the eyes.

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Mr Wilkinson Smut Part 2 hope its ok sorry it took so long to write. Please read part 1 and my other imagines would be much appreciated also feel free to request stuff. Hope you like it :)

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DiE stole CBS's first kiss while CBS playing the game on PSP? LOL

A pastime Eve has found and enjoyed is playing video games. With Add’s PSP in her hands the nasod stared intently at her game, completely unaware of its owner walking into the room. She processed hundreds of strategies to find the best one for this level. Add couldn’t help but smile, the nasod even ran video games perfectly. He rubbed her hair but she didn’t seem to notice with her eyes glued to the screen.

“Too busy to even glance my way?” Add sighed, dropping down to sit on his knees at Eve’s level. “I guess you wouldn’t mind this, then~”

It was hard with the PSP directly in front of her face, so Add decided to kiss her cheek instead. She usually pushed away all of Add’s advances, so he stole this opportunity for their first kiss. Add thought he could get away with it, until the music on the PSP stopped.

“Mission completed. Add… what did you do?”

He spent the rest of the day with a bright red hand-shaped mark on his face.


Forever is composed of nows

By @dust2dust34 and @so-caffeinated

Felicity bites her lip to keep herself from making a sound, and the sudden burst of love that sparks in her chest is nothing compared to the look on Oliver’s face as he stares down at his daughter, hanging on her every word. He needs this, needs his daughter’s easy acceptance and love of him more than anything else to get him through today, more than he needs her, even. He needs Ellie telling him how great her life is because of him, he needs her showing him over and over again that she loves him, that he’s a wonderful father, and he needs to believe it.

And for this tiny moment, she thinks he does. Because she does.

Oliver’s arms curl around Ellie, making her seem even smaller as she settles in his embrace like there’s nowhere else in the world she’d rather be. He breathes out, a long, slow exhale that seems to carry the tension living in his body along with it before he dips his head to press his lips to her hair. He breathes her in, savoring the moment of closeness.

Felicity lets out a tremulous breath herself as Ellie does something for him that nobody else on this planet ever could, something she’s been doing ever since Barry brought her back. Slowly but surely Ellie’s filling in the cracks that have splintered his heart, shattered his sense of self-worth, letting the damage from all those years of brutal trauma fade away. Breakfast is forgotten as something far more sustainable fills him, fills his soul, fills parts of him that were positively famished.