“I always put trousers underneath because in her psyche anything might go wrong and [she’s always thinking], ‘I might need to run away,’ Even with the longest, most beautiful gowns, she always wears a pair of boots and trousers. I like that sense of, 'I can play this [queen] but underneath, I can run.’“ - Michele Clapton on Dany’s Costumes (insp.)
Aelin and Rowan off to go kick butt in the streets. My little badass bitch and her birdy Boy. Now as we can see, I def excel at animals more than humans, lol, little Rowan looks so fuzzy. Color in coming soon! Thanks for the support and Love!
Summary: “Oh, sorry, man,” the guy says, giving him a quick grin. “Thought you were someone else.” He taps the visor of Patrick’s snapback and just like that, he turns around and disappears into the crowd. Patrick doesn’t know how long he stands there, just looking at the general direction he disappeared in.
or, 5 times Jonny mistook Patrick for someone else + 1 time he definitely didn’t
Merry Christmas guys! Holy shit this almost didn’t get done in time but I’m glad I was able to finish this. I worked on this for a solid month yo and it probably would’ve taken me a shorter time if I actually focused on it but… shit happens y'know?
I’m super proud of this because this is my first time really paying attention to the backgrounds and shading and lighting… because usually I don’t, LOL! *cries*
My shading actually fucking changed over time ignore that please.
Also I realized halfway that I forgot to add FUCKING SNOW and I just didn’t want to redo everything. The comic doesn’t take place on Christmas itself by the way, nor are the events simultaneous…. I didn’t think this through.
Anyways MERRY CHRISTMAS again!! Thank you for the support and I hope you have a wonderful holiday, y'all.
He stops short, because standing in front of him with a small smirk on his face is none other than Harry Styles, who Liam saw on the cover of Heat just this morning in Tesco apparently stuck in some complicated love situation with at least three Victoria’s Secret models. Harry Styles, the lead singer of Black Coast, the indie band currently blowing up the charts. Harry Styles, the man who apparently helped Liam’s five-year-old daughter when she got lost in the park on a cloudy Sunday afternoon in late September.
[Or: Liam is a single dad, Harry is a rockstar, that’s how their story begins.]
teen | 26k | liam/harry, side louis/nick, past liam/ofc | ao3
She was like fire. So beautiful to look at, but it hurt to touch her. Yet he craved to touch her. He wanted to feel her warmth, he wanted to keep her close, he wanted to protect her. He wanted to make her his.
He was like ice. Mesmerizing to look at, but too dangerous if you stood too close. She didn’t mind. He was the most fascinating thing she had ever seen. She wanted to stay close to him, she wanted to face the danger and win it, she wanted to protect him. She wanted to make him hers.
She melted parts of him, only for her to discover. He froze parts of her, making sure that the cruel world wouldn’t crush her. They protected each other. Protected and loved.
Their love was like water. Captivating, drowning, something they couldn’t live without. They needed one another.
“ An AU where Lily and James live to see their son off to Hogwarts. Seven September 1sts in the lives of Lily, James and Harry.” I really like this version of the “Jily lives AU”, since it focuses on one day for each year of Harry’s Hogwarts time. Lovely!
A really fun music AU of the Marauders as a boy band and Lily as a singer/songwriter. It’s from a reporter’s perspective, which is a really cool point of view. Super fun read, and I’m anxiously waiting for it to be continued!
This is the most adorable AU about awkward Jily. The third chapter is a continuation of the first, while the second is a stand-alone. Lily ends up hiding from a tornado with a slightly frustrated stranger, and then finds it hard to avoid him.
Summary: Chris loved Juliet, but She didn`t love him. Book: The Freshman Parings:ChrisxMC, ZigxMC (Juliet=MC) Rating: K Author`s Note: Based on the Song “When She Loved Me” From Toy Story 2.
“When somebody loved me, everything was beautiful.”
He loved her smile. He loved her laugh. Chris loved everything about her. From the way, she always hogged the pillows when sleeping to the way she looked at cats. Chris loved Juliet and Juliet loved Chris. She was his whole world.
Juliet’s smile never failed to ignite a feeling deep in his chest. The feeling of his heart rate was increasing with every tick that passed. When they kissed, the feeling of her lips never left his as a subtle reminder of what they had shared. He felt so vulnerable being in love with her, as if he was exposed to everyone. Hearing her laugh filled him with joy, like whenever a great song came up on the radio. Being in love with her was wild.
“Every hour spent together lives within my heart.”
Their moments together were magical. When they would gaze into each other’s eyes, they saw a pure love that was held. Holding her hands, he felt so calm. His large palm covering her warm palms pressed together. Every moment they had been together was stored in his brain, to keep the memories alive, and in his heart, to remember the way he felt in these times. Times like those were the ones he loved the most.
“And when she was sad, I was there to dry her tears”
GENRE: fluff, porn, soppiness, more porn
SUMMARY: the ibiza honeymoon nobody asked for.
@robertsuggles is responsible. also sorry to mer who had to listen to me whine about this constantly.
“So where are you taking me, then?” Aaron asks, rooting around in his bag for his passport.
Robert’s driving, stretched out and languid even in a car, one hand on his thigh, the other on the steering wheel. “Nobody’s spoiled the surprise this time around?”
There’s a wry twist to Robert’s mouth, but Aaron feels momentarily guilty. He’s still gutted they never got to Vegas, but is sure whatever Robert’s got planned will make up for it. “Mum’s not blabbed, you know that.“
Robert brushes a hand through Aaron’s hair. His eyes flick to the road as the cars inch forward a little, but looks back as soon as they’ve crawled to a stop. “Clue: a holiday destination, you love it, I think it’s tacky.”