A few favourites from my colection: Hercule Poirot mysterypaperbacks + contemporary guides
I love vintage 40s, 50s and 60s American editions of Agatha Christie books so much, they’re worth the expensive international shipping costs ($20 shipping for a single paperback)! Can’t buy them as often as I’d like but I enjoy collecting them. The gloves and stiletto-like corn knife on the 1944 edition of 13 at dinner (UK title: Lord Edgware Dies) are simple yet amazingly creepy. ♥
Pairing: Joe Sugg & Y/N Words: 945 Warning(s): none Summary/Request:
Can you make an imagine where Y/N and Joe are just cuddling in bed and having cute little moments and mainly have fluff? Thank you!!
woke up to fingers tracing up and down your exposed back, your pj top obviously
shifting during the night. The fingers trace up your spine and down to the base
of it, moving to outline different shapes and words that you could barely
What you did make out was the light touches that were spelling out the words ‘I
“I love you too, Joe.” You replied sleepily, turning your head on your pillow
so that you could face your long-term boyfriend.
He smiled at your words, happy that you were now awake on the beautiful Sunday morning.
His fingers continued to make shapes on your back as you woke up a bit more.
Opening your eyes fully, you moved yourself so that you were cuddled into Joe’s
side, head on chest and legs intertwined with each other.
“I don’t want to get up.” You whined lightly, nuzzling your head further into
“We don’t have to, videos are all scheduled, no plans with the boys or anyone
today, just me and you and this room.” He answered, placing a kiss on the top
of your head.
“Speaking of the boys, how are they?” you asked.
Joe spoke of the boys, how Jack was progressing well with his DJ work, Conor
was working on some new music, Caspar being out with Maddie a lot and not
really seeing the boys much, but he was happy that his friend was happy. He
talked about Josh and Mikey, how they were excited for new projects coming up
soon and some future skit ideas they had, Oli and how proud he was for him
coming out with his second book, happy that he had made so many friends because
he was bored and decided to do what Zoe was doing one day.
He spoke about the Sidemen, and the videos he recently filmed with Simon, JJ,
and Cal. How he thought his viewers were really going to like them, however he
did have to edit them down quite a bit since they were going on his main
Joe was currently training with the boys quite a bit due to the Sidemen match
coming up soon.
“I’m really excited for it, it went down really well last time.” He rambled,
but you were content listening to him as he was happy. “But there’s going to be
a lot more people there than last time…” he trailed off.
You turned to look up at him, moving your hand that was around his waist up to
his face, getting him to look back at you.
“Hey, you’ll do great. I know you will. And I’ll be right there on the
sidelines with the other girls, cheering you on no matter what happens.” You reassured
moved onto the topic of going to visit your families for a bit before the
summer, as that would be the busiest time of year for the two of you. You
arranged that you would go down to see his dad and then his mum, before going
out to see your family a week later. As you had been going out with Joe for a
couple of years, your families were always very excited when the two of you
came to visit, organising a fun packed week when you did.
You began to talk about VidCon, how excited the two of you were about going, to
see all the long-distance friends you had both made through YouTube. About the
collabs you had planned with others, knowing that they would be good for when
they came out. You were both staying for two weeks after VidCon ended, spending
a week at Coachella and the rest of the time relaxing and exploring California.
the long and detailed chats about where you were staying, and where exactly the
two of you wanted to go, you came to a comfortable silence.
Joe rubbed his hand up the side of your arm, pressing warm kisses on the top of
your head, trailing them down the side of your face and eventually meeting your
Joe changed his position so that he was hovering over you slightly, leaning his
weight onto the mattress below you. Drawing back ever so slightly, he gazed
into your eyes and smiled.
He leaned in again, pressing short but sweet kisses to your lips, making you
giggle in response.
He moved to your side, but moved his hand so that his fingers delicately traced
over your facial features.
“I can’t wait for Sunday mornings in the future,” he whispered, running his
finger slowly down the bridge of your nose.
“Kids coming running in, begging for you to come make breakfast for them and to
play games,” he continued, tracing the dip where your collar bone was.
“Us having to cover up quickly because we had some amazing sex the night
before,” he smirked, tracing over the outline of your lips before you hit him
in the side lightly.
“Joe!” you laughed.
“You’re going to look so beautiful in a wedding dress coming down the aisle,
having that pregnant glow with all our mini-me’s, growing old together.” He smiled
thinking about it.
You imagined the future, one with Joe and children, maybe a daily vlogging
channel to document the most sacred moments of your time together.
You both smiled, Joe leaning down to kiss you properly, tingles coming from
where your lips met and where his hands were rested on your waist.
pulled back a fraction, “I think we should go make breakfast.”
More photos from the Marvel Studios set up at D23 this weekend! Check out the awesome set pieces and costumes from Thor Ragnarok and Black Panther, as well as a better look at the amazing Thanos statue, with some things still covered up. I think it may be the Black Order members behind him, but we’ll see soon enough!
Prompt: Flashmom is trying to hide her cookies so that she has some for christmas, but between Barry, Bart and Wally they keep finding/eating all of them -only for her to wake up christmas morning to find the kitchen/living room full with plates of different kinds of cookies and her three boys asleep on the table, covered in bits of flour and dough?
“Thanks for making cookies sweetheart!” Barry said appearing behind you and grabbing a stack of cookies that you had just pulled out of the oven.
“Barry!” You reprimanded. “Those were the Christmas cookies!” You scolded. Your husband had the good sense to look at least a little ashamed.
“Whoops.” He shrugged sheepishly.
“Oh! Cookies! Thanks Flashmom!” Wally said speeding into the kitchen and stopping just long enough to take a plateful of cookies before speeding away again.
“Wait! Those aren’t -” You started to protest but it was already too late. Wally was long gone and so too were your cookies. You let out a low frustrated groan before pulling all the ingredients back out again. It would seem you would need to make a second batch after all.
“Here, I can help.” Barry offered kindly. You waved him off and nudged him away from the kitchen.
“It’s fine really. What I really want is for you to go take a nap. Don’t think I haven’t seen how thin you’ve been spreading yourself lately.”
“Eh. Tis the season.” Barry shrugged casually.
“Bed. Now, Mr. Allen.” You commanded pointing in the direction of your bedroom. Barry gave you a salute paired with an exhausted smile.
“I’ll be there in a flash, Mrs. Allen.” Barry responded dutifully before speeding off in the direction of the bedroom. You shook your head and rolled your eyes.
‘In a flash. Yeah, that’s a new one’, you thought sarcastically.
You worked in silence as you made a second batch of cookies. Once they were fully baked you hid them away where you were sure none of the boys would find them and moved into the living room to relax with a good book. Sometime later Bart waltzed into the room finishing the last bite of a cookie. No, no, no.
“Hey Grandma, can you make some more cookies? Those were amazing!” Bart complimented. You covered your face with your book and let out a long groan. “Grandma?”
“Those cookies were meant for Christmas.” You explained again with a sigh. At this point you decided against making a third batch. Chances are they wouldn’t make it to Christmas anyways.
“Oh, my bad! Sorry about that!” Bart apologized.
“It’s fine.” You reassured.
Truth be told, you were a bit upset that you couldn’t get even a part of a batch of cookies to last until Christmas. It had been a family tradition to make Christmas cookies on Christmas eve for the next day but with a family full of Speedsters it was hart to get food to last long enough around here.
When you woke up the next morning on Christmas day, Barry wasn’t in bed. You sighed, figuring a Justice League came up or some random villain couldn’t take a day off. What you didn’t expect was the sight that greeted you when you went downstairs to make coffee.
There on the table was all of your boys sleeping peacefully with flour and cookie dough smeared across their faces. The kitchen was an absolute mess after their little baking spree but scattered around the counters were plates upon plates full of Christmas cookies.
Without waking them you took a cookie and bit into it before starting to clean up the mess your boys’ made, your heart glowing at the thoughtfulness that they had.
Still … you bet that all these cookies will be gone by the end of the day.
A little sneak peek of this months monthly spread. There isn’t a lot on it as I don’t have a busy month and I prefer to keep my planners efficient as well as good looking. Ignore the orange sticky note flags, thy are covering some personal information. Have an amazing and productive day. See you next time ~ Beth
The days of lemon meringue pies are probably behind her forever, along with dances with dance cards and white gloves and trolleys and fresh flowers delivered every day. But Mr. Reed said Saskatoon berries make a good pie, and Sansa’s determined to embrace new things, the things that are actually within her reach. So she agreed to try Saskatoon berries and he sent his son, Jojen, out to pick some for her, after she announced she wanted to make something special for dinner tonight to serve their expected guest, Sergeant Jon Snow.
May I have a one shot of prince soma( from black butler) x chubby reader getting marry. Please and thank you love your blog! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖
Of course sweetie!~ I adore Prince Soma and honestly think he’s sooo underappreciated in the Black Butler fandom. Here you go sweetie! I hope you enjoy it!
That’s what you felt right now and you had good reason to.
You were about to get married. Oh yes, possibly the biggest day of your entire life and it was taking place at this very moment. Gulping down some of your nerves, you took one last look at yourself in the mirror.
You looked stunning and that was the absolute truth. The white dress looked amazing on you and even covered some ‘problem areas’ you didn’t like, but Soma adored.
He always did. He’d tell you everyday just how perfect and lovely you were and that was just the beginning of it all.
Giving a light laugh, you smoothed the front of your dress, your tummy still poking out a little which made you smile. You didn’t hate it, no. You actually liked it and the loud prince made you realize that.
A knock at the giant Oak door broke you from your train of thought as Elizabeth came springing in; a giant smile on her face as she stared at you. Her eyes practically sparkled as she took you in. “Oh (Y/N)…” Grinning at your friend, you gave a little twirl and carefully walked toward her, ready to walk down the aisle.
“Are you ready dear?” Taking a deep breath and exhaling all the silly nerves that were still fluttering around inside you, you nodded.
She practically dragged you down the giant halls of Somas palace eager to see true love tie the knot as she kept saying through the whole wedding planning process.
Spotting Ciel ahead, she booked it on full speed and you made it to him in record time. “Lizzy, (Y/N)’s in a wedding dress, you can’t drag her around like that.” The young man scolded the girl who only smiled and gave your hand a squeeze before going through the door to take her seat.
“Are you ready?” Seeing Ciel with his hand toward you, you nodded grabbing onto your long time friends hand. He was going to walk you down the aisle and you couldn’t ask for anyone better.
The music started. The doors opened. It. Was. Time. You and Ciel started walking, all eyes on you as you gazed upon the front where Soma stood in all his glory and smile lighting up his face, his gaze focused on you and you alone.
“You know, if the fool does anything to hurt you…Sebastian will be here in a moment.” Smiling at the worry your friend expressed you just clutched his hand tighter as you made it halfway to the front.
“I’ll keep that in mind Ciel, but I think I’ll be fine.” He let a rare smile spread on his face. “You’re right, the fool loves you dearly, he adores you with every fiber of his being. Well, here’s your stop.” The wise crack made you grin as he kissed your cheek and moved your hand from his hold to Somas.
Stepping up fully, you stood across the love of your life. You both have been through such an adventure and another was about to begin.
“You look absolutely beautiful as always my love.” The smile still on his face, he clutched your hand a bit tighter afraid if he’d let go, you’d vanish. You could see the formation of tears at the corner of his eyes as you smiled. He was so good to you…you were so lucky and so was he.
“We are gathered here today…” While the ceremony droned on, Soma and yourself just couldn’t break your gazes away from one another and you knew that the rest of your lives together will always feel like this and that was something you were truly grateful for.
our nugget sure has made it far!!! who knew she’d be on ellen, be on the cover of seventeen magazine, and star beside some amazing actors like naomi watts and jacob trembaly!! so so proud of her and all she’s done!!