okay i'm off to bed now

@morewordsthantime said: Adam Parrish + a cactus (or just Adam!)

I really hope you didn’t mean something like “Adam, holding one (1) cactus in his hands” because in this case my interpretation of your request would be wildly overambitious haha

Either way, I hope you can live with Adam in his St. Agnes Apartment, forcefully decorated by Blue and Gansey (Ronan probably couldn’t care less about interior design).

Little Lawyer
  • Daddy: It's time for bed, okay baby?
  • Baby: Okay daddy 💝
  • Daddy: Are you on your phone?
  • Baby: *turns off phone* Nope!
  • Daddy: Then why did I see your phone light?
  • Baby: You asked if I am currently on my phone. I turned off the phone so no, I'm not on my phone. I was on my phone but not now
  • Daddy:
  • Baby:
  • Daddy:
  • Baby: And if you look at the record, you can see I did not perjure myself
  • Daddy: Go to bed
IT’S GETTING KINDA HOT IN HERE

*I wrote this with the sun and mars signs in mind*

Aries: It was a cool summer night. “You’re crazy.” I said as you pulled me towards an abandoned building. “Don’t be scared, I just wanna check it out.” We wandered through the decaying concrete, graffiti on every wall possible. I was so scared but I was trying hard not to lose my cool. After all you were absolutely loving this. There was a loud creak and I jumped, grabbing your arm. “Babe calm down, look at me.” You said soothingly, rubbing my shoulders. We made out there in the middle of the building; in the middle of the night. Your kisses enthralling, and for a moment I forgot about everything else. The creak came again but louder, “Okay, fuck this.” You laughed, grabbing my hand and we ran as fast as we could out of there and into the summer air.

Taurus: It was pitch black, our kisses growing more urgent as you fumbled around trying to undo my buttons. “I can’t see anything.” you chuckled. I sparked my lighter and you looked around for a candle, finding one and lighting it with my flame; never taking your eyes off me. You undid my pants quickly with a smirk on your face and threw them dramatically across the room. Your lips finding mine again, making up for the loss of contact. “You are so fucking hot” you whispered, running your hands down my body, a trace of goosebumps forming on my skin. You pushed in slowly, moaning as you felt my heat. You buried your face in my hair I lost all focus. I just held on for dear life as the candlelight flickered erratically on the ceiling.

Gemini: Your bedroom was covered with so many posters I couldn’t see what colour it was painted. You had not one, but two lava lamps, one purple and one orange. We were laying on your floor, listening to Frank Ocean on vinyl, “Sometimes I think about faking my own death, and leaving the parts I don’t like about myself behind.” you said somberly, drawing lazy circles on my stomach with your finger. “Where would you go?” I asked. You propped your head up, your adorable face flushed purple in the light from the lamp. “Anywhere but here,” you said pulling me even closer, “only as long as I could take you with me though.” I ran my finger across your bottom lip and you bit it, we giggled quietly, then sighed. You kissed me so deeply, like an ocean tide that ebbs and flows. We made love, slow love right there on your bedroom floor. Every now and then, when things are quiet, parts of that night come back in flashes when I close my eyes.

Cancer: Snow had been coming down like crazy all day and everybody was staying inside. We had made the heroic journey to the store to get the bare necessities. Popcorn, paprika Pringles and those fruity toffees. Now we were cuddled in an abundance of duvets and pillows watching Spirited Away. “Are you cold?” you asked softly. “No I’m actually really warm.” I said adjusting the pillows behind me. Your eyes shot around the room, you bit your lip as your gaze landed on me. “What?” I asked when I noticed you staring. You grinned, “I’m kinda cold.” I couldn’t help but laugh as I lifted my blanket and pulled you into my cocoon. Your hand slipped under my shirt as you got comfortable. “Oh my god, your hand is freezing.” I shrieked. “Warm me up then.” you teased as you kissed me gently.

Leo: “You are such a goddamn hypocrite, why are you being so possessive?” I yelled at you. “Because I fucking love you!” you screamed even louder. My eyes shot wide as the words left your mouth. I felt like I was about to faint. Like everything I’d known for the past two months had been wrong. I put my hand on my forehead and slowly sat down on the sofa. “Since when?” I asked warily. You sat down next to me, leaving a little space between us, not wanting to scare me away. “Since the day I met you.” you said more gently. I shook my head in confusion. All these months I’d been crushing on you, telling myself I was a fool for thinking you could ever feel the same. “Look, I should go.” you said standing up, I grabbed your arm quickly and pulled you to me. I kissed you with my eyes open, I didn’t believe it but my eyes couldn’t lie. You picked me up and put me in your lap. “We can’t do this.” I whispered into your neck. You grabbed me even tighter, not ready to let me go. “Tell me to stop,” you breathed kissing down my collarbone, your finger toying with the band of my panties, “just tell me to stop.” Your eyes searched mine for an answer. Your finger inching further, grazing down the lace in front. I moaned into your mouth, giving you the answer you needed. The one we both needed.

Virgo: My phone buzzed next to my laptop. It was almost midnight and my chemistry notes were making less sense than ever. “Hi baby.” I half sighed as I answered. “Where are you?” you asked. “On my bed, what’s up?” I could hear your breathing through the phone, “Nothing, just thinkin’ about you. ‘Bout us.” you said cheekily. I closed my eyes as that familiar lightness hit my stomach. “Oh really, what are we doing?” I teased. You half groaned on the other line, “Thinking about your skin, running my tongue up your spine, and swirling it around your-” Now I was the one who moaned. “Can you come pick me up?” I panted. You laughed, “Thought you’d never ask.”

Libra: It was my first birthday in the new city and I was feeling more homesick than ever. You knocked on my door and told me to get dressed while you poured two shots of tequila. You took me on an adventure, stumbling through a regal museum slightly tipsy. I was laughing at this modern piece, you asked why I didn’t get it, I said the shape was a bit funky. From behind you wrapped your arms around my waist, pressing yourself up against me, “I think it’s a quite stimulating.” you whispered with a sly grin, and my entire body shivered. Then you took me to dinner, your eyes staring into mine the whole time and I could hear my heart beating in my ears. It was like moving between worlds, reality changing from hour to hour. I don’t even remember what we talked about, only what I was feeling. We couldn’t even last until desert, our minds running away from us. As soon as I opened the door to my place your lips crashed onto mine, and for the first time that night I felt like I could breathe.

Scorpio: “Do you wanna wrestle?” I asked you with a wicked grin on my face. “I’m not gonna wrestle you.” You said not taking your eyes of the TV. I jumped on you and the Xbox controller went flying. “You asked for it.” You growled as you started fighting me back. I knew I had no chance, I just wanted to get you all fired up. Before I knew it I was on my back, hands pinned down above my head and your strong thighs straddling my torso. “Who’s the winner?” you demanded. “You’re the winner daddy.” I purred, reaching up and biting your lip. Your expression shifted, your eyes going from that watery blue to devilish dark in a split second, and I knew I was in for a ride.

Sagittarius: It was 3 a.m. I knew I had school in the morning but at this point I didn’t care. Cruising around the city in your parents BMW, the bass in the sound system making our blood vibrate. Like it hadn’t been already. We didn’t say anything, we couldn’t. We couldn’t afford to lose control. Then L$D by A$AP Rocky came on. My hands were shaking in my lap, your knuckles white from squeezing the steering wheel so hard. The engine purred as you drove faster, now with a purpose, pulling into the beach parking lot. The car came to an abrupt stop and I couldn’t take this any longer. You moved your seat back as I jumped over the console. You kissed me like you were drowning and I was air. All that tension finally snapping like firecrackers as the music pumped through our bodies. Your strong arms lifted me up and pushed my dress up my thighs, the windows fogging up. I could feel your biceps trembling under the palm of my hand, and thought how could something that felt so right be so wrong?

Capricorn: The whole day had had a weird, electrifying feel to it. Now I knew why. We were standing out there on the balcony, face to face in the middle of the crowd. “Kiss me.” you said nonchalantly. “You kiss me.” I incited. You took a long drag of the joint, gently pressing your lips to mine as you blew the smoke into my mouth. I just stared back at you, blowing the smoke out again calmly, your fingers still caressing the back of my neck. You almost smiled but stopped it midway by biting your lip. I grabbed the your shirt and pulled you to me. I kissed you like it was the last time. You pulled back slightly to catch your breath, “Wanna get out of here?”

Aquarius: The night I first met you. I didn’t wanna go out but my friends convinced me. The bar was so packed but somehow I got to the front of the stage. There you were, and that cherry red guitar, in your own world. I remember I couldn’t take my eyes of your fingers when you played. I didn’t even notice you were looking at me until the song was over. You laughed and playfully tugged on your shirt. I didn’t get why but then I noticed we were both wearing the same Led Zeppelin shirt. When the show was over you found me so quickly I knew you had been watching me. “I feel like this was meant to be.” you said leaning up against the bar. I took you in, your knuckles had little cuts on them and your black jeans were splattered with green paint. “I’m not really in the mood to make friends tonight.” I said, taking a sip of my beer. You ran your hand teasingly through that dirty blonde DiCaprio hair, “How ‘bout we just stay strangers then?” I knew I’d already lost this fight. The next thing I remember is literally falling into your foyer, your lips on my neck as I moaned in your ear. You held me so tight, pulling my shirt up ever so slightly just to put your skin on mine. I pushed you down, taking my shirt all they way off while I straddled your hips, and you looked at me like I had just discovered fire. When it was all over you grabbed my face with both your hands, “What’s your name?” you breathed. I smirked as I put my clothes back on, “I thought we were gonna stay strangers.” I was halfway home when I realized that the shirt I was wearing wasn’t mine, it was yours.

Pisces: The record had finished all the way through. That needle scratch sound from the record player filled the silence in the room. I was in your arms, tangled in bedsheets and your sticky bodyparts. You grazing my back lightly with your fingers. “I need to pee.” I said trying untangle myself limb by limb. Your arms tightened around me, “No, you can’t go.” you pouted. I giggled and wiggled around in your embrace. “I have to pee, I’ll be quick.” You pressed your forehead against mine. “Promise?” you said softly. I pecked your lips three times. “I promise.”

If you should be the last autumn leaf hanging from the tree

I’ll still be here, waiting on the breeze, to bring you down to me.

And if it takes forever, forever it’ll be.

And if it takes forever, forever it’ll be.

Me: *snuggled in bed about to go to sleep* man I’m almost done with my work week, thank the gods and-

*SITS BOLT UPRIGHT*

JAQEN H'GHAR IS ARDYN IZUNIA

6

#motteinberlin

Made this gif/photoset using videos made by @sentimentaltomboy (thank you so much again for coming with me to the concert 💕 ). Those were just some videos made so that we have something to take home with us, to watch and remember this incredible evening. No hq fancams and close-ups, just the concert from our point of view somewhere in the front of stage area haha

THE SHOW WAS AMAZING. The stage, the dancers, the band, Kwon Jiyong of course. All the songs were so much fun to see performed live and from what I heard and saw, the audience was in such a good mood too. My throat still hurts from singing along lol. And the SCREAMS were deafening when GD took over the stage. But my FAVE by far were the parts when Jiyong was talking to us, just this lil man (he said it himself, with the most adorable embarrassed laugh, he’s a man now, not a boy anymore lol aw) all alone on stage. Gosh he was so cute, he felt so.. real and sincere in those moments. He even spoke some words in German, hallo and ich liebe dich/euch.

The fanproject was a success and Jiyong seemed to love it. Sadly I didn’t see well enough during Untitled, 2014 (but for the rest of the concert I had a nice view, didn’t even need to look at the screens much) but people were saying he was teary eyed in the end so I think our message reached and touched him. The feeling was unbelievable, all those people holding up the banners. The venue was huge and not sold out, but you couldn’t see that at all. Also can’t forget to mention the fanchants. We all did amazing 💪

What made this day so special for me were also all these wonderful people I got to meet at the venue. I met up with ​ @uncledaesungfish, @ohseunghyuns, @thechoi-choi and many more. Ily all 💕

I’m not going to get into tiring details about the mess that was the numbering system, just let me say that I wished it all went according to plan it would’ve saved us all from a lot of stress I think aha.
Also gonna stop talking at this point lol, I’m not someone who is good at it anyway haha. And there are lots of good fancams around which I’m gonna watch now b/c I already miss him ;v; (Missing you is also the song stuck in my head since yesterday ahh)

so two days ago I started watching bojack borseman because my bff reminded me there’s a canon ace character, but that in the new season they actually say the word, and… I got to season 3, when they start to introduce the subject of todd’s asexuality, and I was already thrilled because they were dealing with it so well already and I honestly had a bit of tears in my eyes after todd’s last scene in the season finale. and now I just finished one of the early episodes of season 4 and I just… I grinned so hard. I’m still grinning so hard. I barely smiled today, I barely smile lately, but… it was just… I can’t believe that happened. I can’t believe how heartwarming that was. we got respectful, positive, clear representation in a popular, critically acclaimed show. it wasn’t even simply thrown out there. it was basically todd’s character arc since early season 3. and it was done so well. I have no words. I’m just numb with happiness. and I hope they keep talking about it in future episodes.

anonymous asked:

Trini gets drunk and Kim has to take care of her. Cue the endless fluff

Kim gets a text from Trini at two in the morning, Trini was drunk and stranded and Kim couldn’t just leave her out there. She pushes herself out of bed, changing into jeans before pulling a hoodie on over her pajama shirt. She sneaks down stairs to grab her mother’s car keys and then heads out to pick up her friend. 

She finds Trini on the top of the cliff, she’s curled up on the edge, her head tilted up toward the sky and Kim has to take a minute to just look at her. “Hey cutie,” She says after a moment, moving to sit next to the other girl. 

“Hey,” Trini replies, her voice a little hoarse. Her eyes are swollen and she’s sniffing every so often like she had been crying before she started drinking. 

“What’s wrong?” Kim asks, her head tipping up to look at the stars as well, trying to ignore the heavy scent of alcohol coming from the smaller girl. 

“Nothing’s wrong, I’m just fine and dandy,” Trini hums, swaying a little as a pitiful little laugh spills from her lips. 

“T…” Kim whispers, shifting so she can wrap an arm around the other girl’s shoulders, pulling them close. “Talk to me,” 

Trini sighs softly, shaking her head a little, trying to fight of the tears that threaten to spill down her cheeks once more. “I just-I came out to my mom,” She says finally, her voice cracking as a sob breaks through her resolve. 

Kim is quick to act, all but scooping Trini into her lap, holding her tightly. “Oh honey, what happened?” 

“She told me that I couldn’t come home,” Trini admits softly, her face buried in Kim’s shirt. 

Kim’s heart breaks at that, rocking the smaller girl slowly until she calms down. “It’s okay, Trini, I’ve got you. You can stay with me, my parents love you,” She says, rubbing her hand over Trini’s back soothingly. 

They stay like that for a while before Kim shifts Trini in her arms, effortlessly picking up the yellow ranger in her arms.  “Let’s go home,” She murmurs, walking the to the car. 

The drive back to the Hart’s home is a quiet one where Trini has Kim’s hand in her own as a sort of anchor to the moment, keeping her calm. “Thank you,” She says when they pull into the drive way, a light in the kitchen signaling that Kim’s absence had not gone unnoticed. “Shit,” 

“Calm down, I texted mom before we left the cliff,” Kim hums, squeezing Trini’s hand before getting out of the car. She move to help Trini out as well, wrapping an arm around her shoulders to keep the smaller girl steady. “Remind me to never let you near alcohol again, you’re clumsy enough without all this swaying.” 

“Fuck off, Hart,” Trini mumbles as they walk through the door being greeted by Mrs. Hart’s look of concern. 

“Come on, lets get some gatorade in you before we get you to bed,” The older woman says, helping Kim get the other girl into the kitchen. 

Trini can’t say she isn’t shocked by the behavior, knowing her own mother would have freaked out and then some. She allows herself to be settled into a chair, a cool bottle of sports drink pressed into her hand. “Thank you,” She murmurs, cracking the lid before chugging the blue liquid down. 

Mrs. Hart has her drink one more before allowing Kim to take her upstairs with a murmured, “We’ll talk about everything in the morning,” before the girl’s disappeared up the steps. 

Trini lets out a soft sigh as she sits on the bed, head in her hands. “What am I going to do? All my shit is in that stupid house…” She says, her voice sounding more tired than sad. 

“We’ll figure it out, okay?” Kim replies softly, pulling out a tshirt and shorts for the other girl. “Relax a little, bub.” 

Trini nods a little, taking the offered clothing without looking up at the pink ranger. “I just…I didn’t think it would end up like this,” 

Kim frowns a little, moving to kneel in front of her friend, tangling their fingers together. “It’s going to be okay, you’ve got me and the boys,” She says softly, pressing their foreheads together so Trini has to look at her. “You’re not alone, you’ll never be alone.” 

Trini can feel her heart stutter in her chest at the whispered reassurance, her tongue darting out to wet her overly dry lips. “Kim…” She starts but is surprisingly cut off by warm lips on her own. 

“Never alone, okay?” Kim murmurs against Trini’s lips before pulling away a bit, a shy smile on her face. “Now get ready for bed, I’m going to hunt you down a toothbrush, I don’t wanna be kissing gross booze mouth in the morning.”

The yellow ranger stares at the door Kim had disappeared through, her heart hammering in her chest. Kimberly Hart had just kissed her and was currently finding her a toothbrush so that she could kiss her again. “Holy shit…” 

She shakes herself out of her shock, forcing herself to get changed. “Angel Grove High cheer squad,” She reads out the text on the borrowed shirt with a soft chuckle before tugging it on. 

Kim comes in shortly after, smirking at how baggy her clothes are on her friend before presenting a yellow toothbrush with a flourish. “For you,” She grins, as though it were a token to cherish. 

Trini smiles wide, taking the brush with a snort. “How’d you manage to find a yellow one?” She asks, brows raised at the taller girl. 

“Just lucky I guess,” Kim hums, shrugging her shoulders before directing the girl to the bathroom. While Trini is brushing her teeth, Kim takes the time to change back into her pajamas. 

She’s curled up in bed by the time Trini shuffles back into the room, a nervous energy about her. “Uh, I can sleep on the floor…”

“Shut up and get in the bed,” Kim chuckles, opening the blanket so that Trini can crawl in next to her. “Big or little spoon?” She asks, brows raised at the yellow ranger. 

“Big…” Trini mumbles, a slight pout to her lips that makes Kim giggle before shifting so she can press her back into the smaller girl’s front. “Thank you,” She hums, sliding an arm over Kim’s waist. 

“Anything for you,” Kim yawns softly, her eyes falling shut as the other girl pulls her closer. She can feel Trini’s nose against the nape of her neck, the steady breathing from her friend lulling her to sleep. 

Morning comes too soon for Trini’s liking, but there’s a warmth surrounding her that makes waking up just a little easier. She can’t help but snuggle into the girl next to her, opening her eyes to find her face resting on the chest of a still sleeping Kim. 

She smiles softly, leaning up to pepper the pink ranger’s face in soft kisses until Kim is waking up with a soft giggle. “Good morning to you, too,” Kim hums, stretching under the smaller girl. 

“Morning,” Trini replies, smiling down at the girl. “How’d you sleep?” 

“Pretty good after I got back from your parents’ place,” Kim smirks, reaching up to brush her fingers against Trini’s cheek.

“What? Why’d you go there?” Trini asks, brows furrowing. “When did you go?” 

Kim chuckles a bit, shrugging a little. “After you fell asleep, I got Jason and Zack to help me and we ran over and grabbed all of the stuff out of your room.” Kim replies, tapping Trini’s nose gently. “Couldn’t have you living here without your belongings.” 

Happiness swells in Trini’s chest as she looks down at the taller girl, love shining in those dark eyes. “I have the best girlfriend ever,” She finds herself saying, her cheeks going red at the realization that she hadn’t actually asked Kim out. 

“Yes you do,” Kim winks, leaning up to brush their lips together. “Now, why don’t you go shower and then we can go talk to my mom about stuff and then we can go get breakfast, okay?” 

Trini nods a little, a warm smile on her lips as she gets up and off the bed, moving to a basket full of her clothes, rummaging through them until she finds a suitable outfit. “I’ll be out soon,” She promises, feeling more hopeful than she had in a long time. 

“Don’t have too much fun,” 

Send me prompts?

[You have been challenged by Professor Team Ragnarok Boss Yggdrasil!]

Pokémon Z Version doesn’t exist but I’ve imagined my own thing for it. Super self-indulgent design here because I love geometric/sleeve tattoos. I haven’t figured out a design for his grunts or admins yet, but I’m thinking sleeveless hoodies.

…Oh heck I just realized the word is spelled “Ragnarök.”

The barracks were dark when James went into them, having forgotten something earlier. Light from the doorway hit on a pair of boots in a cot and there was a small groan.

“Who’s there?” The voice was strained and groggy.

“Major?” James asked.

“Vega?” James shut the door and his eyes adjusted enough to see Kaidan laying in one of the cots, an arm flung over his eyes.

“You okay, vato?”

“Migraine.” Kaidan said and James made a sympathetic noise.

“You’re an L2 right?”

“Yeah.”

“Had a cousin who had that config, migraines dumped him on his ass.” James said and there was a pause. “Hold on.” Light streamed into the room again and the darkness lasted for a moment before it retreated and returned. Kaidan could hear the larger marine moving towards the cot. “Arm.” He said, tapping his forearm gently and Kaidan moved his arm to lay on the mattress. A cool wash cloth laid over his eyes and he sighed as the chill seeped into his head, calming the inflamed nerve endings.

“Thank you.”  Kaidan breathed and there was a weight on the cot as James sat down next to his hip.

“No problem. I watch your ass enough on the battlefield, no need to stop now.” James said and he caught the teasing tone.

“How romantic.” He teased back and there was a heavy pause. Shit. “Vega, I…I didn’t mean…”

“It’s okay.” James said, cutting off his embarrassed stammering. A large, rough hand slid over his on the bed. “Get some rest, Kaidan.” His voice was gentle and fingers squeezed his. Then he was gone, the door to the barracks opening and closing, leaving Kaidan laying in the dark.

So Yang is known the be the prankster of her team, but my question is did her team ever get her back for her pranks? Either together or solo? (Asked by avidmastermind)
  • Yang, grins with her arms behind her head: As if they could ever out-prank me.
  • Ruby, grumpily: I mean we've tried.
  • Blake, behind a book: Never works though.
  • Weiss, sighs: Not a single time.
  • Yang, walking over to her bed: Yup, none of you can get me. Ever. I'm just too goo-
  • Yang, jumping onto her bed as she's talking, but gets interrupted as an airbag hidden under her blankets goes off and smashes her into Blake's bunk, causing it to wobble off the books and fall onto her: OH WHAT THE F-
  • Blake, walking over to the mess of bunks and books: Do...you think we went too far?
  • Weiss, now standing beside Blake, kneels down and prods at Yang's arm which is sticking out the side: Is...she okay?
  • Ruby, holding onto her head with a panicked expression: Haha....c'mon Yang...we know you're fine...
  • Yang, muffled: Vrow....yhu guizsh gaht me
  • RWB, collectively sighing: Phew

aph-breadsticks  asked:

How would Russel introduce his skeptic s\o to Del?

(I HOPE THIS WILL SATISFY U)

“You’re bullshitting me,” you exclaimed, hands on your hips. You were currently in your nightie, looking at Russel with a raised brow, “Stop trying to be funny, you’re doing an awful job.” It was the first time you had agreed to sleep together, actual sleeping, not sex.

“I’m not! You’re just not believing in me,” Russel grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest, “Ghosts are real, you know.”

“No, they’re not,” you rolled your eyes, “That’s just nonsense, you know it is.”

“Look, I’ve already told you about him, what more do you want?” He continued looking defensive, not giving in to your annoyance.

“You were drunk when you told me,” you pointed out. When he didn’t even flinch, you scoffed, “Oh my, you’re actually serious?”

“I was terrified, can’t blame me for having some liquid courage before? You took it pretty badly,” he looked away, “All I’m saying is, don’t freak out when, or if, you wake up in the middle of the night.”

“Of course, I won’t,” you said as you crawled into bed, “But I don’t want to go to sleep in the middle of a fight.”

“This is not a fight, baby,” Russel reassured, walking up to you and smiling softly, “This is just you being a little disbelieving. I promise you, I’m not lying.”

“No, but you’re being a jerk,” you pouted, looking down. Russel put a finger underneath your chin and tilted your head up. He smiled, “Kiss me goodnight and wake up and know I was right. You’ve seen pictures of him, so you won’t freak out that much.”

Reluctantly, you gave in and gave him a soft kiss, “I still don’t believe you.”

“You will, now come on,” he lifted the covers off, “Let’s sleep.”

*

You woke up, just like Russel had said, in the middle of the night. Your eyes hadn’t quite gotten used to the darkness but it took you nothing less than a couple of seconds to spot a large blue figure. You gasped, “What in the world?”

The figure, sitting in the armchair in Russel’s room, looked up and gave you a boyish grin. You noticed his see-through skin and big white eyes, and it made you almost nauseous with anxiousness, “Who are you?!”

“So this is Russ’ new lady, huh?” He smiled, looking you up and down, “He did a nice job, I suppose he has told about me?”

“No!” You exclaimed, surprised that Russel hadn’t reacted in the slightest at your yelling. You got out of bed, “What do you want? What are you?” It was obvious who it was, but you were certain this was a dream. Ghosts weren’t real. Del was not real, Russel just said so because he missed him, easy to figure out.

“Heyheyhey, what I am is a kinda rude thing to say, you know,” Del said and got up as well, making you gulp at how tall he was, “I’m pretty hurt, honestly, he hasn’t mentioned me? I suppose it’s a deal breaker, but c’mon?”

You turned away, covering your eyes and breathing deeply, “It’s all in your head, he is not real. Calm down, y/n, it’s just a dream.”

“Hey, I’m still here,” Del said, sounding annoyed, “And I can hear you. Why don’t you pinch yourself? Or even better, I pinch you.”

“No, you’re being ridiculous!” You said and spun around again, “I can pinch myself, thank you very much.”

Del held his hands up in defeat and laughed quietly, “Whatever you say, damn you’re a feisty one.”

“Shut up,” you grumbled but then started pinching yourself, panicking after a few tries and even more when you realised that nothing was happening, “Oh God, no. I’m losing my mind! Russel!”

“He is a heavy sleeper, I remember that much,” Del smiled fondly, “Been ages since we talked the last time.”

“What do you mean?” You asked, facing the so-called ghost again.

“I’m only here when he sleeps,” Del said, looking deflated all of a sudden, “Did he say nothing about me? I should whoop his ass.”

“No, nono, he did tell me about you,” you replied, “Fuck, am I actually talking to you?”

“You sure are, miss.”

“I need a glass of water,” you eventually decided, not knowing how else to cope with this. You felt quite dizzy and there was no way, you were going to faint now.

*

When you came back, Del was still there, sitting in the chair again. No dream then, this was real, you thought to yourself.

“I'm… I’m gonna go back to sleep now,” you said, walking back to the bed without taking your eyes off of him, “Okay?”

“Yeah, I’ll be here,” Del winked, “Hope this doesn’t make it weird.”

“No, I-I mean, it might take a little time,” you mumbled, already yawning.

“Can you do me a favour?” He asked and you tried focusing on him as you were falling asleep. You nodded and he sighed, “Can you tell him that I miss him?”

anonymous asked:

Please imagine soft Hartwin laying in bed at night, Eggsy curled up against Harry and laying on Harry's arm and putting his cold feet on Harry's thigh. Harry stops reading his book to kiss Eggsy's temple and then turn the light off and wrap his arms around his young lover and just whispers "I love you" in his ear (okay I'm done now, don't look at me *hides away*)

I think about these two idiots cuddling in bed LOTS and I fucking adore this image you’ve given me, okay. It’s golden and I want to marry it and bring it to my house and feed it cookies, I adore it that much.

Maybe Eggsy runs cold; his fingers and toes are always several degrees colder than the rest of him. And Eggsy is always brushing his fingers across Harry’s neck, watching him startle and jump at the touch; or shoving his feet in between Harry’s thighs, grumbling about how cold he is into Harry’s shoulder and Harry just sighs, all fond exasperation.

And Eggsy’s like an octopus when he sleeps, all gangly limbed and practically suctioned to Harry’s side. He whimpers if Harry tries to untangle himself from Eggsy’s grasp before dawn. There has been a few times when Harry has woken up with Eggsy laying pretty much on top of him, legs twined together, Eggsy’s arms splayed out on the sheets, his face buried into the crook of Harry’s neck (how does he breath like that?!).

Eggsy always calls Harry his personal furnace. He’ll tuck his hands into Harry’s coat pockets walking home from Savile Row or wiggle his way under Harry’s arms when they are laying on the couch after supper or sit in Harry’s lap while he’s trying to do paperwork at the office, but Harry’s not sure if that’s Eggsy being cold or just trying to make himself more tempting on a long, boring day.

So, this isn’t really about them cuddling in bed anymore but the point stands: give me these two dorks just constantly up in each other’s space and just being two besotted idiots in love.