ruffles on the back


- alt universe where iwaizumi is captain of seijoh
- iwa and oikawa are still childhood bffs but they split off in middle school, with oikawa going to shiratorizawa and iwaizumi to kitadai/seijoh. the rivalry between these two powerhouse schools has never been more intense during their three years
- shiratori-kawa won’t stop antagonising/flirting with iwaizumi during their matches
- it’s pretty hilarious to watch no one else gets under seijoh’s captain’s skin like shiratorizawa’s captain does
-  akaashi is there bc im hella weak for iwaaka but also Damage Control
- (uniforms are inverse bc im self-indulgent like that)

RUFFLED SKIRT FOR TODDLERS - EA child to toddler conversion

Hey guys, back with another toddler CC! I’m sure everyone’s getting a little sick of looking at them by now (I’m not though:3), but I still think it’s really great that EA finally decided to release tots for us. Anyway, I had to have a skirt like this for my toddlers, because back at home, I have a niece who wears things like this, so it just didn’t make sense to not have it. And it’s freakin’ adorable, right?! 

- Edit of EA mesh 

- 14 swatches

- Known issues: If your little tots have a big tummy, your top may have some cutting issues (not all of them do, just select ones)

- Tag me with @keikosim, @keikosimlookbook, or #keikosim if you use it! Would love to see your adorable babies <3

- Made with @sims4studioofficial

- Download here!

EDIT (I forgot to write the rest of this LOL): I think I might take a break from making toddler CC and go back to making CC for adults, and maybe ever kids? I’ve never made kids CC but I think that would be interesting to try. Also, should out to @qvoix for her amazing tutorial about converting adult to toddler CAS items. Enjoy! 

‘No one makes me feel the way you do,’ she says into his chest, her voice muffled by his t-shirt, arms entwined in the twilight evening.

He laughs a little, runs his fingers through her hair, and looks up at the brightness of the stars, waiting for her to continue.

'It’s all your fault. When I see you in the mornings and your eyes are sleepy and your hair is still ruffled; when your roll up your shirtsleeves, or lean back and show off that bit of skin above your Calvins; when I look up from working and catch you looking at me as well, and the way you wink and carry on answering the question as if you weren’t reaching for my hand under the table that very minute- I’m incapable of anything other than longing for your touch, for it just to be me and you in that room, forever.’

He looks down then, smiles his beautiful lazy golden smile, and leans in even closer to whisper into her honeycomb curls.

'Oh, you don’t quite understand what you do to me either. You do the most incredible things to my heart, you can’t quite understand.’

—  j.f // and a new love is budding, built on a broken heart and golden smile • excerpts of stories I will never wrote @alotofunansweredquestions

Seven loves to play with Yoosung’s hair. 

Because it’s longer than his, and it’s fun, and despite being bleached, Yoosung’s hair is SOFT. 

When Yoosung is at Seven’s house, and using his huge TV for gaming, that’s when Seven sneaks up on him. 99% of the time, Yoosung sits on the floor in front of the couch, and is too engulfed in what’s happening on the screen to notice Seven coming over and sitting behind him on the couch.

Seven takes advantage and reaches forward, pulling the clips out of Yoosung’s hair. He grins widely and starts combing his fingers through the blonde locks, messing up his bangs and hair. He hums happily and does all sorts of fun hair styles. 

Pig tails. Pony tail. Clips his bangs back, ruffles his hair so it’s flipped every which way. No matter what it’s adorable, and Yoosung doesn’t even look up from his game to see what’s become of his hair. 

Seven grips lightly at Yoosung’s hair and just tugs and scratches and plays and Yoosung loves it. It feels so nice. 

Once Seven pulls his hands away, Yoosung finally reacts with a whine. 

“Don’t stop~ It helps me hyper focus! And I have to focus on this next part cause it’s the boss level. Don’t let me down!” 

And Seven just perks up and starts to run his fingers in Yoosung’s hair again. 

“Aye, aye Captain Yoosung!” And he leans his head down to press a kiss against Yoosung’s hair. Because he just loves his scent. And that his hair is soft. He just loves everything about his cute, sweet heart. 

“Hey,” she said, ruffling his blond curls.

“Hey, you,” he smiled back.

“Marry me.”

He laughed, his eyes bright but disbelieving.  “What?  I think you had too much pain medication.”

She shook her head, never having been this sure of anything in her life.  “Marry me,” she repeated.  “I want your last name, too.”

Peapod, Pineapple, Pumpkin by Annieoakley1 (a.k.a everlarkeologist)

anonymous asked:

So it turns out teenage Inquisitor is my new favorite thing. Can we get reactions to the teen Inquisitor stepping up and winning a victory for the Inquisition, whether it be on the battlefield, in diplomatic talks, or via subterfuge?

Cassandra: She’s so, so proud– and lets them know it. She all smiles and makes sure they know what a good job they did. She asks if they’d like to do something to celebrate, too.

Iron Bull: He grins, broadly, proudly, at them. “Nice going, Imekari!” He ruffles their hair and gives them a pat on the back, which may or may not almost knock them over, but it’s okay.

Blackwall: He offers a wide smile and pats their shoulder. “See? I knew you could do it.” he compliments. “We’re proud of you.”

Sera: She grins and gives them a little noogie on the head, and they laugh and push her away playfully. “Good one, yeah? Come on, let’s go do something fun!”

Varric: He writes it down for posterity. People will read his book and know that the kid could do it. He praises them and asks if they’d like to do something fun to celebrate.

Cole: “Hearts swelling, eyes tearing, they did it, I knew they could. They are all proud of you.” Cole mentions happily. “They’re on their way to being an adult, I couldn’t be prouder.

Vivienne: She beams at the teenager, utterly proud of them. “Well done, my dear,” she praises, “you’ve been working so hard and learning so much, and it has paid off. I’m so proud of you.”

Solas: He smiles kindly at them. “Ir solas, ma len. Ah, but you are hardly even a len still.” he praises. “I see you have learned much since we first met.”

Dorian: He grins and raises a glass of wine to them. “To the hero of the day! Good work. Let’s do something fun to celebrate. You’ve earned it, and deserve to relax.”

Josephine: She’s giddy and so proud that she hugs the teenager if they allow it. They’re alive and they did so well. “You couldn’t have done it any more perfectly, and I am so proud of you.”

Leliana: The spymaster grins and nods to them. “Well done. You should be proud– very few can do what you’re doing at your age. Now go, go have fun. You’ve earned it.”

Cullen: He sighs a breath of relief and nods his head to them. “Well done,” he praises, “see? You can do this.”

So Gavin is the fahc danger/threat/what-have-you barometer right like, if hes reacting negatively to any meeting or to some person the fakes are trying to cut a deal with, you know off the cuff that this person is BAD™ news

I mean, even in real life Gavin is one of the most easy going people ive ever seen, nearly nothing shakes him, even ray and lindsay get ruffled quicker than him he’s just that laid back and Golden Boy Gavino over there takes that and makes it an art form. Nothing phases that bitch, firefights, interrogations, blunt force trauma, the Golden boy grins through it all, in anyone’s face, to anyone

So if Gavin’s visibly afraid or nervous or mad, and there’s a marked difference between the occasional play-acting and the real deal, Geoff knows to hightail it the fuck OUT of there

In The Witching Hour

The main doors opened and Kylo Ren stormed onto the bridge, six minutes earlier than Hux had expected. He’d clearly been running but now he’d slowed to a fast stride. The helmet was removed as he reached the aisle between the crew pits. The navigational crew ducked as he casually threw it down, missing the deck and hitting several consoles instead.

Hux turned to face him as Ren stepped into his personal space. One huge gloved hand swept up to wrap around the back of the General’s neck, ruffling the short red hair there. The other splayed across Hux’ stomach to one side of his abs. Breathing heavily Kylo bent slightly to rest his forehead against Hux’ own.

The entire bridge was silent but for the Knight’s breathing for long indeterminable seconds. Just as Hux began to fear the worst, Kylo’s face split into that rare toothy grin.

I am so so grateful to @m-oarts for drawing this commission for me, this is my favourite series I’ve ever written and I’ve been trying to get a picture of Hux with his bump ever since I wrote it. @m-oarts is a delight to work with and I highly recommend commissioning her :)

singer-inspired aesthetics
  • hozier: thunderstorms, lightning, full moons, sun softened peaches, distracting your lover at church, passionate yet hasty kisses, love marks, soft moans, picnics on sunny days, dark summers, painting your first apartment, road trips, stargazing with your lover, sleeping in cheap motels, praying to god that your lover will always stay.
  • lana del rey: red lipstick, cat-eye sun glasses, your boyfriend's denim jacket, roses, a glass of wine, flirting with your father's best friend, melting popsicles, large beach hats, swimming pools, american flags, red high heels, short dresses, diamond earrings, brushed out curls, riding on the back of your boyfriend's motorcycle.
  • melanie martinez: suburban nightmares, daddy's quiet conversations with other women, empty cradles, open window, sex in the back of your ex-boyfriend's car, ruffled white socks with dingy red shoes, lopsided bows, tight ponytails with ribbons tied around them, crooked teeth, messy lipstick marks on your lover's neck, little black heart earrings, stolen diamond bracelets, lace underwear under plaid skirts
  • halsey: leather jackets, chokers, sneaking out late at night, screams of 'we matter' ringing through the city, red stoplights, driving through desert roads, blue lipstick, making out at the train station, dirtied nail beds, cigarette buds with lipstick marks on them, dead flowers, ripped denim jeans, dirty sneakers, hiding tattoos from your parents, new piercings, pride flags held high, whispering 'i love you' through the phone.
  • zayn: freshly shaved heads, new tattoos, quiet days in, oversized hoodies, late nights smoking weed, good music playing in the background, gentle nibbles on your girlfriend's ear, protecting your friends, watching cartoons on saturday mornings like you used to, family dinners, long eyelashes, soft smiles, infectious laughter, sex in the late hours of the night, cooking for your lover, bollywood music, never imagining that you could get this far.
Jealous (Liam Dunbar)



I got a call from Scott, my older brother, to come home from my friends house right away because we had a major problem at home. That was all I needed to hear to get my ass back to the house. When I got there I sprinted directly to Scott’s room.

“Scott! I’m here! What happened? Please tell me you’re okay!” I shouted as I ran up the stairs. 

“Yea I’m fine.” he pulled me into a hug. 

“Okay you got me worried. What’s so urgent?” I looked at Scott and Stiles who was pacing behind him.

“Go look in the bathroom.” Scott told me.

“Do I want too?” I asked skeptically.

“Just go Y/N.” Stiles told me and Scott joined him in pacing the room as I went to the bathroom. I heard a ruffling noise in the tub so I slowly pulled back the shower curtain to reveal Liam Dunbar, the new kid in school.

“Oh my god Scott! What did you do!” I screamed at him.

“I bit him.” he said from the other room.

“Oh shit Scotty.” I sighed.

“Okay um Liam don’t freak out. I’m here to help you. So uh don’t scream when I pull the duct tape off okay?” he nodded. “Okay.” I reached down and slowly pulled off the duct tape so he it didn’t hurt him as much.  

“Thanks.” he said to me.

“No problem.” I gave him a small smile.

“Can you just untie me, so I can go home?”

“Liam I really want to, but um what Scott did to you, he needs to explain.”

“He’s a freaking lunatic.”

“Hey! That’s my brother, only I get to insult him!” I slapped him.

“Love you too sis!” Scott called from the other room.

“Yeah yeah.” I mumbled.

After we got Liam out of the tub and onto the chair I let the boys talk to him as I stood quietly in the back of the room. Though Liam’s eyes always looked for reassurance in mine. Finally he started to cry.

“Oh my god is he crying?” Stiles asked.

“Just untie him.” I said as I walked over to him.

The boys started to untie him and I crouched down so I was his height and caressed his cheek.

“Liam it’s all going to be okay, I promise. I won’t let anything happen to you.” I told him softly. He smiled at me.

Once he was untied he did something I did not expect. He threw a chair at Scott and then punched Stiles! After that he grabbed my hand and ran with me out of the room. We ran to the stairs and I stopped him.

“Liam you shouldn’t have done that.” I told him.

“They kidnapped me!”

“I know and I’m sorry- you know what they’re probably coming any minute. Go.” I said motioning my head towards the door. 

“I’ll find you tomorrow.” he told me still holding my hand.

“I’d like that.” I smiled.

“Me too.” 

“You’d better go.” he nodded and ran down the stairs just as the boys came tumbling after him and landed in a jumbled mess as Liam got away.

I giggled.

1 year later

Liam found me that next day at school and we had been inseparable ever since. Scott didn’t agree with the relationship at first seeing how he could hurt me but eventually warmed up to his beta. It took Stiles A LOT longer to warm up to him but he eventually got there.

Liam and I have been dating forr about a year and I loved that boy. He treated me like a queen. He did whatever he could to make me happy, he had a constant need to protect me, he was cuddly, he was cute, and he was all around perfect. And I was his anchor which made me feel really special. 

Currently, Stiles, Liam, and I were out on a mission to stalk the new kid in town Theo Raeken. We were out there for hours following him around until he suddenly disappeared. He then somehow got right in front of us. Liam instantly stood protectively in front of me. 

“Why do I get the feeling this kid is a lot tougher than he looks?” Theo asked pointing to Liam.

“Only when he’s around her, which is basically all the time.” Stiles replied.

“Ah Y/N McCall. You know you are so much cuter now than you were when you were in second grade. You’ve grown up in all the right places.” Theo said looking at me up and down.

But Liam was having none of that. He started growling and went to lurch forward but I grabbed his hand and pulled him back. I then wrapped my arms around his waist and he relaxed and put his arm around my shoulder. It was amazing the effect I had on this boy. 

“I see, the overprotective boyfriend.” Theo mentioned.

“You could say that.” Stiles mumbled.

The boys continued to talk as I rubbed circles on Liam’s back as I zoned out. Eventually Theo left and we walked back to Stiles’ jeep. When we got there Stiles and Scott talked and Liam pulled me over to the other side and kissed me roughly.

“What was that for.” I smiled after we pulled back.

“You’re mine.” he growled.

“Oh I see, someone’s jealous.” I teased.

“No I’m not. Just the way he was looking at you made me want to tear him apart.”

“Uh Li, I’m pretty sure that’s the definition of jealousy.” I giggled.

“Whatever, I just love you. A lot.” he sighed playing with my hair.

“I love you too loser. You have no reason to be jealous.”

“I was not jealous.”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night babe.” I laughed.

BTS reaction to you being open about casual skinship

anonymous asked:  Could I request a bts reaction to you (s/o or crush or friend w/E) being very open about casual skinship (like friendly cuddles, hair ruffles, cheek kisses, hugs, back hugs, etc?)
Jin- *Be affectionate back to you*

Originally posted by sunshine-hobi

Suga- “Come here, let me hug you”

Originally posted by minpuffs

Jimin- “even though you messed up my hair, you’re still cute”

Originally posted by bwipsul

Jungkook- “Maybe we can do more than just hugging and kissing”

Originally posted by donewithjeon

Jhope- “Come give me a hug! I deserve it after a long concert!”

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Rap Monster- “I love it when you hug me even if you scared the shit out of me”

Originally posted by forjimin

V- “I didn’t get my daily hug and kisses”

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Hey, Jealousy.

Pairing: Young!Remus x Reader


A/N- Jeez, I wrote this a long time ago XD

Blinking away the bleariness in your (e/c) eyes, you awake to the secure, loving feeling of Remus holding you. The soft sound of his snores fill the boys’ barely wadeable dorm.

You turn from the spooning position so you’re facing his peaceful, though still worn down face. You see his eyebrows furrow slightly and his arms tighten around your waist and pull you closer. You chuckle softly, reaching up to run a hand through his ruffled, walnut hair. You spend a few moments brushing the loose strands back in place. 

Once you stop, he begins to stir and his eyes flicker beneath his eyelids. After blinking away the sun, Remus’ tired face lights up at the sight of you. “Afternoon, sweetheart.” you say gently with a slight laugh. Placing a light kiss on his slightly chapped lips. 

One of his large hands lightly trails up your bare leg and rests on your hip. It sends a shiver running down your spine and goosebumps to erupt all over your skin. Last night after ‘making love’ Remus gave you one of his baggy white t-shirts which falls on your mid-thigh.

“Hmm.” he says before caging you in a strong grip and burying his face in the crook of your neck. “Remus!” you exclaim before giggling and wrapping your arms around him. 

You greedily inhale the addictive scent of strong coffee and forest trees that lingers on him. “Remus…? I’m going to get (book you’re currenly reading) from the Common Room. I think I left it there when you..” you trail off remembering how rough and dominant he was with you last night. The titilating and thoroughly raptuous memories throw you into a daze. 

A husky chuckle leaves Remus’ lips and it breaks you out of your reverie. “Go on then, love.” he whispers. 

Stumbling out of the cosy bed, you hop your way down the freezing steps and into the baren Common Room. 

Upturning cushions and various leaflets, you search for the godforsaken book.

“Looking for this?” a familiar voice taunts teasingly. Whirling around, you catch sight of Sirius’ shaggy, black locks and well built figure.

“Give it back, Black.” you say impatiently. Though he’s not listening. Instead his wandering eyes are travelling over your exposed body shamelessly. 

“Up here, arsehole.” you growl, stalking towards him and reaching over to grab the book. Sirius, however, has other ideas. With every step forward you take, he steps back. 

“Stop messing aroun-ooph!” you are sent tumbling over the edge of the couch. Sirius conveniently missing it and toppling over himself. “You’re an idiot!” you huff. While attempting to distangle your limbs from Sirius’, you catch sight of his gleeful smirk.

“Something funny, Black?” you snap. 

“Not at all, (Y/L/N).” he replies teasingly.

“Am I interrupting something…?” Remus’ evidently furious voice echos around the room. Sirius stiffens visibly from underneath you, allowing you to push yourself off him. 

“It’s not what it looks like, Remus.” Sirius says residingly after a moment before standing next to you. “I was just messing.” he finishes nonchalantly.

“It’s really not, Remus.” you add sincerly. 

You stare at Remus’ stoic figure. The tight fisting of his hands cause his veins to become exceedingly prominent. 

“That’s what it looked like.” Remus growls icily. Before you can protest, he’s already half way towards the portait hole.  Striding towards the portrait hole, he grabs Sirius by the arm and drags him outside ruffly. You make towards it in attempt to stop them but Remus’ warning voice mutters, “Stay here, (Y/N) I just need a little word with Sirius.” before slamming it shut.

Minutes later, Sirius stamps up the boys’ staircase in a rage though seemingly unharmed. A few moments later, Remus trickles in. His face shows his evident exhaustion and stress. Hesistantly you stand in front of him. “He’s like an arrogant brother to me, Remus. You know I love you I would never-” 

“I know, (Y/N)” he mumbles before wrapping his arms around you. “ I know. You drive me mad, you know that?” he sighs into your shoulder. 

You giggle quitely. “I’m sorry about that. But..I hope I haven’t ruined your friendship with Sirius..?” you say glumly.

“Don’t think I haven’t noticed his ‘not so innocent’ stares at you, (Y/N).” Remus says lowly. “I just needed to give him a quick reminder that you’re mine alone.”

You’re quiet for a moment before whispering, “Always.” and hugging him tighter.

With Remus’ strong arm wrapped around your waist, you both slip into the Great Hall for lunch. Locating the rest of the ‘gang’ further down the table, you lead Remus to them. Once Remus spots Sirius, however, he pulls you tightly into his side and makes a clear demonstration to everyone that you’re his. 

By that I mean: siting you on his lap, feeding you, confidently holding your hand and the like though, mostly sending death glares at anyone who so much as looked at you. 

This was so unlike Remus. He’s normally so shy and almost always burried in a book that it overwhelms you. But Merlin, was it hot.

Monsta X As Boyfriends

+ shows his love through actions rather than words
+ cute bunny smiles
+ likes to watch horror movies with you so he can hug and comfort you during jump scares
+ head pats and hair ruffles
+ likes to give you piggyback rides

+ lots of sweaterpaws
+ back hugs and likes to rest his chin on your head
+ constantly reminds you that he loves you
+ likes it when you wear his oversized hoodies
+ gets jealous easily when other boys take an interest in you

+ cute pillow fights and blanket forts
+ karaoke for hours
+ loves to take you shopping and doesn’t mind holding your bags
+ milk mustaches when eating oreos
+ alot of “You’re pretty~”

+ spontaneously shows up to your workplace with coffee
+ likes to take pictures of you bc you’re the only scenery he needs
+ has the habit of wiping your mouth from across the table during dinner dates
+ likes it when you introduce yourself with “Hi, I’m Kihyun’s girlfriend”
+ absentmindedly braids your hair when he’s in thought

+ lots of handholding
+ strokes your hair when you’re sleeping
+ always whispers “I love you”
+ likes to listen to you talk and smiles whenever you do
+ unexpectedly brings a bouquet of flowers and showers you with forehead kisses

+ video gaming on fridays and ddeokbokki dates afterwards
+ does aegyo when you’re feeling down and gives you a hug and ruffles your hair when you’re happier
+ dedicates most of his compositions to you
+ is proud to be your boyfriend and displays it openly
+ loves it when you wear his beanies

+ likes to lean his forehead against yours and say “I love you”
+ constantly shares his earbuds with you
+ likes it when you fall asleep on his shoulder on the bus ride home
+ feeds you cake with his fork and makes cute airplane noises as he tells you to open up
+ sunset walks at the beach

anonymous asked:

Everytime I think about the marauders I get so sad I literary start crying. Can you either convince me l that this is just a book or tell me reasons to not get sad about this all the time because fuck 😩😭

okay so I feel this and your pain but lemme just remind you of all the happiness the marauders brought to hogwarts and each other okay:

  • okay so james grew up in a really close family, with his dad working from home and his mum just generally smothering him
  • so when he turns up to hogwarts he really misses his mums hugs
  • he loves hugs
  • he’d never admit it around his cool new friends because he isn’t a loser okay
  • they just make him feel Safe and Secure
  • (the guys notice immediately because james can’t lie for shit)
  • they reassure him with pat’s on the back and hair ruffles throughout the day
  • by second year they’re all so comfortable with each other that remus has these long arms that will wrap you up all cozy and sirius is the one with a jacket so big and comfy so he will wrap you up like a burrito
  • peter gets excited and tries to lift james to cheer him up if he’s homesick
  • (tries being the operative word, they often end up a mess of limbs in the middle corridor on the way to class)
  • when james made the quidditch team the boys attended his first match - facepaint, glittery banner and all
  • they  trash talked the other team and cheered for james so embarrassingly loudly that in fourth year they got temporarily banned by mcgonagall for besmirching the name of godric gryffindor
  • living in a dorm with each other you learn peoples quirks and oh my godric did the marauders have quirks
  • sirius, predictably, is very eccentric
  • he likes his patterned blankets and is always sweeping around the dorm cocooned in about five
  • they later learn he also really likes cigarettes and defying any sort of authority
  • they also realise remus has a severe sweet tooth
  • his side of the dorm seems immaculate until you check under his bed where you’ll find an assortment of chocolate and sweets wrappers and a stack of 30 more bars
  • because “I have low blood sugar alright?”
  • “yeah but 30 remus? really?”
  • “I don’t see you complaining when you need a late night snack peter”
  • “fair point, mars bar please?”
  • “that’s what I thought”
  • james was the mother hen of the group and was always worrying that peter’s hands would get too cold and “sirius stop waxing poetic and eat fgs”
  • sirius was the tallest of the marauders until fourth year when james had a growth spurt
  • he was in shock/denial for a week when james outgrew him and the other marauders wouldn’t let him forget it
  • can you imagine the idiots in care of magical creatures or herbology??
  • *james points at an ugly crying mandrake* “look sirius, it you”
  • *sirius points at a bucket of flobberworms* “james the likeness is uncANNY”
  • when making the marauder’s map sirius insisted rather melodramatically that if they insist on him being named on this then they should name themselves something more ~tasteful~
  • the dorks came up with “the marauders”!!!!!
  • (the dorkiest squad name probably ever and I loVE it)
  • fireworks at mealtimes were a frequent thing
  • fireworks at all times tbh
  • confetti was also a favourite of theirs
  • they are the worst people to be at breakfast with if you are not a morning person
  • the gryffindor girls used to sit with them in fourth and fifth year but honestly
  • it takes a special sort of patience to deal with sirius black in the morning
  • this (rather unfortunately) became evident when marlene poured a bowl of porridge over his head in fifth year
  • having the boys vanish platters of hash browns as lily went to stab them and peter picking bacon of their plates meant the girls could only deal with the boys past 9am
  • despite this the nose elongating and hair dying charms that the marauders shot across the table in the great hall provided the rest of hogwarts with a laugh before the day had even really begun
  • the camaraderie of the boys propped up the mood of the school in hard times, and even when the school was reminded of the war brewing outside its walls the marauders managed to bring an abundance of warmth (and much needed mischief) to the cold castle
|louder than words|

For @scribefindegil for @gravityfallssecretsanta! Here’s Mabel hanging with/being taken care of by her family, and Stan and sweaters and love.

Wishing you the happiest of holidays, and a joyous new year! :)

In retrospect, maybe karaoke wasn’t such a stellar idea.

It’s a thought that barrels her head the morning after – only slightly harder than the winter chill when the bus doors opened, and more on par with the way she’d tackled Grunkle Stan as he stood waiting for them.

So it hurts. And so does her throat.

As more pieces of the morning come to her, it’s the nighttime recollections that flood back first. Hugs and hellos, hair ruffles and playful nudges. There were seafaring stories and the horrors of school, the greasiest pizza the town had to offer and…

And a cover that maybe she’d put a little bit too much heart into.

At six twenty three on the dot, she wakes up. Not her usual, and by no means her intention, but the lingering ache beckoning her to consciousness is too stomach-turning to ignore.

‘Uh oh…’

Leave it to Mabel Pines, self-proclaimed karaoke master, to scream her voice out on their second day of winter break.

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