these are not free hands

🌼 🌼 waiting for the mission to start, teaching the son important things  🌼 🌼

(Do Not tag as mcr//eyes or reblog to ship blogs i Will Know and i Will Block You)

If monbebes turn rude and disgrace the fandom I’m leaving like if newer monbebes try to give us a bad name try to tell them to chill monbebe to monebebe

anonymous asked:

61 for Natan, please?

I literally have no idea what I’m doing with this, you picked a hard one, sweets.

Natan + Waltzing Facade


It’s a secret dance they do, composed of steps of their own creation.

It starts with him resting his weight against her back to peer over her shoulder as she studies, which has her responding by stretching her arms up (and sometimes she’ll push her chest out - just for emphasis) and relaxing; her arms will droop and accidentally land around his neck in a backwards hug.  They’ll stay like that for a while, and if his arms find their way around her waist, she doesn’t say anything.

The next step is on her.  She’ll come home from school, march upstairs, and immediately throw herself onto his lap.  He’ll probably be reading, and he won’t take his eyes off the page of whatever boring history book he’s halfway through, but he’ll thread his free hand through her hair and hum every so often as she talks about her day.

Their waltz is one of holding hands as they spend their free weekends at the mall.  It’s her smearing chocolate cake batter just next to her lips and him licking it off (and he hesitates against her skin when he’s done - there’s always a second of what-ifs never explored between them).  It’s him resting (never sleeping) next to her while she sleeps, allowing her to use him as a pillow or a big spoon or a bed on the nights she decides to pass out on top of him.  It’s her trying to find his tickle spots and him lying perfectly still and relishing in the feel of her hands roaming his body (the tickling is an excuse and they both know it).  It’s him snorting when that friend of hers at the ice-cream shop asks if they’re dating, and her laughing too quickly and waving it off because they’re just best friends, how silly of her to think otherwise.

Best friends, he muses later that day as they curl up on the couch together for movie night.  She’s on top of him, one hand touching his shoulder and the other tracing loops and swirls on the side of his chest not occupied by her head; he has one arm draped around her waist and other running through her damp hair.  She’ll complain in the morning when one side is flatter than the other.

Best friends, he thinks to himself when she turns her head and her lips brush his skin, sending a shiver down his spine.  What a joke.

anonymous asked:

*leans in close to the proverbial mike* i'd like a continuation of that 9S fingering fic, please. f-for science! yeah, for science! :D

Smh! I swear you guys are so thirsty for this! For shame! Sha— 

Brain: oh so I wasn’t supposed to write the—ooooh…shit fam, you gotta give better signals.

 ••• Naturally, the depravity contained here is not safe for work. Or school. Or home. Or anywhere. I tried a new style of smut. Fun ensues. ••• 

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“Red, you have to eat.”

“Not hungry, Jace.”

Jason would have massaged his temples, had his hands been free. However, since he was carrying a tray of food for his sister, he settled instead for making a face. “Red, I can hear your stomach grumbling right now. Sit the fuck down and eat.”

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anonymous asked:

every time one of you fuckers actually rewards someone for begging, a fairy has its wings ripped out. stop handing out free shit to lazy assholes that prefer whining and bumping their begging thread every minute over playing the game and saving up 5k fc. you're the reason they'll keep fucking doing it and stay annoying spoiled brats forever. ya stunting their growth

Karen Chen, NHK Trophy 2016 (Free Skate)

Now, this is the kind of hand coverage I accept! It actually accentuates the articulation of Karen’s whole arms instead of chopping them up visually. Also that red flower on one side of Karen’s bun is tremendous

Spectacular glitter in swirls of silver and red!

And even more swirls up the back with a pointy illusion twist on the scoop back a la this look of Yuna Kim’s though I doubt it’s a direct shout out so much as great minds thinking alike. 

Grade: A+

Now I got you in my space, I won’t let go of you… [x]

4

“when you feel like giving up, remember who you’re doing it for.”

I think we all need this after episode 11 and the upcoming episode 12. ಥ_ಥ I’m in denial that yoi is ending ok? let me weep in peace 

 
(also for anyone who’s tired/stressed out in life)

Bonus:

Yuuri definitely has the Viktor one plastered to his wall, nothing can make me think otherwise.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯