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Domestic Drabbles - 4: Two Couches and A Turtle

Wow, I’ve been on a roll! Presenting part 4 of Domestic Drabbles :D

This one was inspired by real life events with my husband. Because we fight about couches. 

And shoutout to my amazing beta and support and BESTIE, @baz-n-simon :D


It wasn’t my idea to buy two sofas. There was absolutely no point when the one we have is perfectly comfortable and spacious. But Penny insisted.

Simon,” she had said, rolling her eyes at me when I questioned her at the furniture shop. “As much as I love sitting right next to you and Baz while you two snog your faces off, I really think that buying another couch would be a good idea.”

But, Penny—

No ‘buts’, Simon. We’re buying another couch.”

I didn’t argue with her further at the time, but now I wish I had.

Baz glares at me from across the room as I adjust my legs on the sofa. He’s curled up on the new couch, on the other side of the living room, in a pile of blankets that I threw on him earlier, and only his head and his book are peeking out from it. He looks like a turtle; a very irritable one.

“Honestly, Snow,” he says, snapping his book closed. “There’s room for both of us to sit over here.”

“Baz, it’s a loveseat.

“Obviously, Snow.”

“With my wings and your ten blankets, there’s no way we can comfortably sit over there. Plus” —I gesture at the space next to me— “there’s more room over here.”

Baz rolls his eyes. “That couch sits directly in front of the sun. And you know I—”

“—get sunburns. Yeah, yeah.” I wave my hand at him nonchalantly, and he scoffs and glares at me again.

“I need these blankets because I’m cold.”

“You wouldn’t be cold if you sat over here.”

Baz narrows his eyes.

“Yeah, yeah,” I say. “Sunburns.”

He rolls his eyes again, and shifts further into his blanket pile. “I’m not moving.” His stare is challenging.

I shrug. “Fine.”

Baz cocks his eyebrow, then shakes his head and opens his book.

This is why I dislike the whole ‘two sofas’ thing. It’s a never-ending argument over who will move when we want to sit together. Baz seems to live in his blankets, and my wings are too bulky, which makes our original couch perfect. It’s comfortable and can easily fit five people. Penny’s loveseat is just too small. But Penny placed it in the darkest corner of the living room, and Baz immediately started sitting there. I scoffed at this. Typical vampire.

When the room becomes too quiet, I stare over at Baz. He seems somewhat flustered and still irritated, and he keeps grumpily pushing his hair out of his face. I grin and stand up. He glances at me and catches my eye, watching me as I walk over and stop in front of him.

“You look like a turtle.” I say, pushing a few strands of his hair behind his ear and grinning even more.

“I hope you didn’t come over here just to insult me,” he says, but he just seems flustered instead of angry. I then move over some of the blankets and sit awkwardly by his feet. I move my wings around, folding them a few different ways, but nothing seems to work.

“Here, Snow,” Baz says, sitting his book on the side table. He pulls off his blankets, props up his knee, and lets his other leg hang off the side. “Come here.”

I grin at him again. I do that a lot; grin at Baz. I move over and sit by his knee, laying down sideways against his chest and propping my feet on the edge of the loveseat. He pulls one blanket over me and one around his shoulders, then pushes my wings to lay up against the back of the couch.

“Comfortable now?” He asks, looking down.

“Yeah,” I say, wrapping my fingers around his arm. He puts his hand in my hair and pulls through it gently.

“Good,” he says. “But I’m not. So when the sun goes down, we’ll sit on the other couch.”

I look up and smile at him. “Yeah?”

His eyes are shining, as bright as grey can, and he kisses me.

Suddenly a door shuts, and Penny walks into the room. She’s staring at us intently, her eyes fierce and her mouth in a frown. She walks towards the front door and grabs her purse from the coat rack.

“Where are you going?” I ask.

“To get another fucking sofa.”

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okay, now that we have snow white being a canon supporter of Ruby and Dorothy, can we stop having her as a homophobic bigot being / the antagonist in stories that follow canon? Please?

Because you guys seem to forget, Snow White is very much like Mary Margaret, in the sense that she’s so saccharinely sweet on the idea of love.

She wouldn’t be against an LGBT relationship. She’d be suggesting the u-haul after the first date, and planning the wedding by the third.

@onoheiwa replied to your post:

Girl you are the reason Obyuki went from being simply “aw how sweet, but Zen x Shirayuki forever” to a full-on guilty pleasure ship!

Saw one of those draw memes and I just HAD to draw this so here you guys go

anonymous asked:

Hey I saw your winter sibling activities head canon and I wanted to know if you had one for the Nohrian sibblings?

of course, lovely! one batch of nohrian winter headcanons coming up!

Xander - Nohr doesn’t often get heavy snows- yes, it’s a fairly cold country, but it’s usually not humid enough for snow. However, that doesn’t mean that Xander isn’t prepared. The moment the first flake falls from the sky, he is armed with blankets and hot chocolate, ready to dispense them at a moment’s notice. Someone sneezed? Not anymore, they’re in front of the fire with a cat and three blankets. A soldier forgot their gloves? Hah, nice try- Xander has seventeen spares in his bag. He’s constantly prepared and ready to go- the kind of man you can trust with your bodily temperature on those chillier days.

Camilla - She would love to be as caring as Xander is on colder days, but honestly? The poor lady is so sensitive to the cold that she can’t really do much (and Xander often ends up fussing over her instead). It’s the one time the indomitable Camilla, powerful and ruthless soldier and princess, is just a little bit helpless. She hates it, but even the slightest crack in a window can set her a-shivering, and just a few minutes outside will give her a cold. To make up for her weaknesses, she’s Xander’s supply route, always ready to replenish his blanket and sock stores… but she shall never forget the pain and terrible, terrible loss of those winter days…

Leo - The nerd doesn’t do much that’s different than usual. On most days… he’s holed up in his room, reading some book or another. During wintertime… he’s holed up by the fireplace, reading some book or another. Although it’s not quite to the same degree, Leo has the same weakness to cold as Camilla, which means that he definitely prefers to stay inside. However, Elise usually pays this no heed and drags him outside to play with her, resulting in a cheerful prince and a cold and grumpy prince. He’ll play with her anyways, though- the only thing that Leo likes more than his books and tomes is watching Elise squeal and run around like a child on Nohrian Christmas.

Elise - As mentioned above, Elise utterly, absolutely, definitely, eternally adores everything to do with snow and winter. Even if the snowfall is only a few inches deep, you can bet that she’ll be out there, running around and admiring the crispness of the usually dark Nohrian scenery. Snowmen, snow angels, snowballs, snow forts- you name it. She loves the winter. If there was a drawback to those snowy days, it would be that Camilla and Leo would always be inside, and Xander would be too busy helping out to spend time with her, but Elise always makes sure to drag all of them into a big and vicious snowball fight at least once per snowfall. It’s the thing she looks forward to the most during winder, honestly.


Doodled up some stuff from The Wolf Among Us~ ^^


Elena Delle Donne in Nike’s Snow Day and Behind the Scenes.


(…) Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the stars refuse to shine
Out of the back you fall in time
I somehow find, you and I collide.


Kimura: It’s been ages since I’ve seen SMAP like this.