darlingtrickster:

theperfectionistjournalist:

{saunters into the room} “What?”

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{ points behind him towards the hall bathroom, glaring at Will accusingly }

What on this Earth did you eat, dear husband?”

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"…"

"…"

"Milly’s baby food."

06 Jul 14 @ 12:09 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog

darlingtrickster:

bringerofthestorm:

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Það var alls ekki mér.

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{ yells } “—William, darling?”

{saunters into the room} “What?”

06 Jul 14 @ 11:51 am  —  via + org  —  reblog

Hogwarts will always be there to be completely done with your shit.

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scienceyoucanlove:

This scanning electron microscope image of a grain of sea salt [left] and a peppercorn [right] was the winner in the 2005 Visions of Science Photographic Awards. Salt (NaCl) is essential to life as it regulates the amount of water in our bodies.Image: David McCarthy and Annie Cavanagh
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scienceyoucanlove:

This scanning electron microscope image of a grain of sea salt [left] and a peppercorn [right] was the winner in the 2005 Visions of Science Photographic Awards. Salt (NaCl) is essential to life as it regulates the amount of water in our bodies.

Image: David McCarthy and Annie Cavanagh

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26 Jun 14 @ 2:02 am  —  via + org  —  reblog

"…Hello."

25 Jun 14 @ 3:25 pm  —  reblog

darlingtrickster:

theperfectionistjournalist:

He stared into Darling’s eyes in silence, his heart pounding by his mere presence. Keeping Darling in place with an arm wrapped around his torso, he took in every tiny feature of Loki’s face – just like he’s done a thousand times before. Though Will’s favourite was his eyes – he loved looking at the pattern of his iris. Every time he looked close enough, he noticed something new. Like the tiny specs of another colour, or how the tiny fibres formed their own landscape. But of Darling’s eyes, his favourite were his pupils. It was exactly like a black hole – it sucked him in with no hope of ever escaping.  

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"…I love you. So much. More than you can ever know… More than you can see in my mind. You’re about three inches away from me, and I still miss you… I love you for everything you were, are and will be – Don’t ever forget or doubt it and there is nothing you could do to change that… You could try take over the world again and I’d still stand by your side – I’d even help you rule – as long as you’re safe and with me. That is how much I love you. I’ve never believed in Gods, but I worship you… I still think you’ve enchanted me with a spell that has made me so irreversibly bewitched by you – but I don’t care, because I’ve never been this happy, and I never, ever, want it to end.”

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Darling listened as his husband poured his heart out, wearing a quiet smile, clearly touched. More than touched. He was overwhelmed with the love and care he could feel radiating out from William, love and care he would never believe he deserved from this man. Nonetheless, he wouldn’t turn it down.

"William…" He didn’t even know where to begin, or what had prompted this random profession of love. He searched Will’s face as his own cheeks began to hurt from the way his mouth was stretched out into a smile. He hardly knew how to respond at all. "…It will never end, so long as you allow me to remain fortunate enough to have you in my life."

"Then it will never end. Because I will never allow you to leave.” Will’s hand found Darling’s. His thumb tenderly rubbed circles into his palm whilst his fingers tightly latched onto his. “I know we argue over who is the luckiest but, the biggest dream I’ve had since I was a teenager was to be a husband in a loving marriage. You’ve given me everything I’ve ever wanted – and if that doesn’t make me the luckiest man in the world, I don’t know what does.” 

25 Jun 14 @ 2:18 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog

darlingtrickster:

theperfectionistjournalist:

He hummed as Loki played with his hair – relaxing his entire body. He was content to lay there for years. Watching Amelia was never boring, especially when she was playing with her toys. She simply shook them about with a large smile on her face.

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Milly is perfect. And we are lucky to have her.”

Loki sighed. At some point in their lives, he would have his husband understand how loved and important he was. If such a thing were possible. “Of course she is, my dear. She’s ours. Would you expect anything less?”

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His gaze traveled back to their daughter, just in time to watch her finally flop over to one side. A soft cushion of air only an inch or so thick stopped her from thudding against the carpet at the last moment, then slowly dissipated and let her sink down into it gently. Loki was a bit of a protective father.

Will snorted as she flopped over – more at the multiple pillows that surrounded her. “No. I expected everything from her, but she somehow gave us more.”

Gently, Will reached out and softly stroked the top of her head. “You’re okay, sweetie.”

25 Jun 14 @ 1:59 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog

keeperoftheliars:

theperfectionistjournalist:

keeperoftheliars:

As soon as she heard him start to make the sheep talk, Asha knew that Will was going down the path in to sadness again, and she couldn’t stand to see it. “Right.” She said loudly after five minutes and a plan as she pushed away from her desk. “In cupcake sheep land it’s now summer, so…” Walking in to his office, she pulled one of the mini marshmallows off the sheep and cheekily popped it in to Will’s mouth.

In any other job, she would not have dared such a thing with her boss, but she knew Will, and understood him more then they both liked to admit. They were both alone, sad but trying to hide it under mountains of work and alcohol. In this office, with sheep cupcakes and teasing about home countries, they could pretend that their worlds were happy once more. “The sheep need to be sheared. Now, am I going to sit here and feed you mini marshmallows to stop you from baby talking with the sheep, or will you do work?” She asked in a mock bossy voice, which was ruined by her trying not to smile. “Cause I swear to you I will sit on your desk and feed you marshmallows to avoid you making the sheep talk to each other. This is not Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs, and if it was that would suck because chocolate man, it would have feelings I can’t eat things with feelings, it’s why I spit.”

Gasping she covered her mouth with her hands as she looked at him with wide eyes, horrified that she had just done such an openly sexual joke around her boss. “Sorry!”

Will was one to go with the flow – and he didn’t really care about professionalism – at least from people he liked. He hummed as he started chewing the marshmallow. 

"You will never stop me from baby talking with the sheep," he answered as he plucked off a marshmallow and threw it at her. But her comment made him reel with laughter – laughing so hard that so sound came from him. After he turned bright red, he managed to calm himself. 

"So unprofessional… but I wouldn’t say they have feelings, more of an objective. The troopers don’t really have a consciousness.”

Trying to catch the marshmallow in her mouth, Asha ended up falling on the floor with a laugh, watching as the marshmallow rolled next to her after landing on the floor. “So close.” She mumbled, grabbing the marshmallow and throwing it back at him. “Stop laughing at me!” She playfully whined, standing up from the floor.

As soon as he said troopers Asha was leaning over his desk in hysterical laughter, tears falling down her cheeks as she tried to regain some resemblance of professionalism. “Oh god… Do they come out in rigid army formation?!” She asked between her laughter, pulling another marshmallow from the cupcake and throwing it at him once she could stand up straight. “This is the reason people think we are dating or something, now tell me to go back to work and be all boss like!”

William watched her, snickering as his poor intern seemed to loose the plot on the floor. His cheeks turned red from smiling so wide for so long. “Well, I don’t know about anyone else, but mine certainly do.” 

Catching the marshmallow against his shirt, he ate it. “Do you want me to shout at you a bit? Prove everyone wrong?”

25 Jun 14 @ 1:47 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog

fromhiddleswithlove:

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the-suit-man:

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the-suit-man:

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