#mabrina

[mementomori-demimonde]

Let’s finish this the way we always do, together. Chilling Adventures of Sabrina returns for Part 4 December 31, only on Netflix.

[miraculous-mystery]

It's Not Puppy Love

Max was going to kill his best friends. After he can think again.

She was so close. He could see each individual eyelash, the small, ginger hairs on her skin and the slight pout on her lips. He could smell the faint hint of vanilla from her perfume. He juts had to move his hand a little and he would be holding her hand. He froze when she shifted and her hand brushed against his. Kim chuckled quietly behind them and Chloé harshly told him to shut up. 

“Are you okay Max?” 

He looked away quickly. She probably already saw him staring but he tried to salvage his dignity anyway. “Mhm,” he hummed. He didn’t trust himself to not blurt out anything that would embarrass him further. 

“Ok.” She turned back to her book with a shrug, not bothering to continue the conversation. He tried not to stare at her again but she looked so at ease reading. Her eyes moved over the words slowly, her eyes half-lidded and her lips fell open slightly. Her right hand played with the tassel on her bag and Max quickly dismissed the want for her to play with his hand as she read. “Do you want something? Is there something on me?”

Max shook his head quickly, “No, no. It’s nothing?”

“So why are you staring at me?” She tilted her head and closed the book using her middle finger to mark the page. He shook his head again when nothing that he could say came to mind. He couldn't say, “It’s because you’re so pretty.”

She smiled slightly and leaned closer to him, “You think I’m pretty?” His face heated up, both from the little space between them and the fact that he said she was pretty out loud. 

He moved closer to the window so he put some space between them. “You are, though.” 

She leaned back and heaved a heavy sigh, “Thanks.”

He doesn’t know why that look made him tell her everything that made him like her but he said it anyway. “You’re also smart and strong and independent,” he turned his face away from her because he was sure she could see him blushing now. “It doesn’t matter what it is, if you’re determined to do it then you will do no matter what.” He wrapped his hand around his wrist and squeezed hoping that it would stop him. “And how peaceful you look reading or sleeping or doing your work makes me want to marry you on the spot so I can wake up next to you, to watch you work and to fall asleep with you reading to me everyday.” He chanced a glance at Sabrina and she was smiling softly at him despite the blush on her cheeks. “And you’re so expressive. I want to see you go through every one. I want to kiss each tear when you cry, the edges of your smile. I want to cuddle you when you’re angry and moody and in pain. I want to cook for you when you’re too tired to do anything and hear you say how wonderful it is.”

He took a deep breath and he heard her hold hers. “I want that one day you’ll be able to see yourself how I see you.” 

His mouth finally agreed with his mind to stop talking before he confessed how much he liked her. How much he loved her. No, no. He liked her, that’s it. 

Sabrina slipped her hand into his and he turned to her. She shuffled a bit closer to him. “Funny how our dreams match up." 

[whotookmyusernameidea]

My best friend said I should draw us doing different things together, So this is the result of that.

[thememeslayer]

@sociallyawkwardtoaster

Merry Christmas toaster!!! Dragons are fun to draw

If you want the full res shoot me a message and I’ll pm it to you!

[sociallyawkwardtoaster]

18, mabrina

18. Love.

It came on slowly, like the morning sun warming the ground below as it rises. As time went on, Sabrina and Matthias began to expect each other’s presence more and more, to depend on the other simply being there with them. Soon enough they were inseparable. Not long after that, they were in love.

They awkwardly danced around their feelings for weeks before they reached a moment of intimacy, late in the night, where it just seemed natural to draw close to each other, gaze deep into each other’s eyes, and let their lips come together. There was no real confession, no formal declaration of their emotions, for there was no need. In that moment, everything just felt right.

In the morning, the sun seemed to shine just a bit brighter, breakfast tasted just a bit better, and they felt just a bit warmer in each other’s arms.

And in the end, that was what mattered. The familiarity of each other’s voice, the feeling of holding hands, the wonderful sense of warmth and safety whenever they were together. That was how their love felt, and they would not give it up for anything in the world.

[fyeahmichaelandsabrina]

I want you to be with me and AJ for a long time

Michael to Sabrina on 05/20/15

[sociallyawkwardtoaster]

continuing the mabrina “meeting at a masquerade!AU”  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Their first date was about as awkward as one could expect for a girl and a foreign prince attempting to meet in secret. The day was bright and the coffee was good, but they had to keep looking over their shoulders, making sure no bystanders had recognized Matthias or any paparazzi had followed them. But in the end it was an enjoyable time, and they parted with a quick kiss on the cheek and a promise to meet again.

The second, third, and fourth dates followed similarly, each more relaxed than the last. But the reality still hung over their heads like a dark cloud.

“We won’t be able to keep this up,” Matthias said one day as the two sat on a bench overlooking the city.

Sabrina sputtered in her cup before she realized what he meant. “Oh…yeah. To be honest, I’ve been trying to avoid thinking about that.”

“As have I, but that hardly changes the way things are. Eventually, we will have to tell our families what we are doing.”

Sabrina huddled into her coat as she sipped her tea. “I know, it’s just… my parents are going to absolutely flip out when they hear. Then they’ll tell their friends, and they’ll tell all their friends, and I’ll never hear the end of it.”

“My parents will be no better. They will try to capitalize on the inevitable press coverage to try to spin a more positive image on the draconic embassy. I’ve been lucky to convince them that I can go about the city without escort, but after this they will surely send bodyguards with me everywhere.”

Sabrina groaned. “Seriously? Bodyguards for a date? What a mood killer.”

“Unfortunately, they have a point,” Matthias sighed. “We dragons still are not very popular among your people. No one’s been as far as trying to attack us so openly, but we don’t want to be unprepared for when it does come.”

“But you’re a freaking dragon. Can’t you just shapeshift and tear whoever’s trying to kill you a new one?”

Matthias gave her a look. “As tempting as that sounds, do you think that any nation would react well to hearing that a member of a foreign royalty killed one of your people, even in self-defense? It’s much better for the bodyguard to take the blame than the prince.”

“Good point,” Sabrina said. “But anyway…there is at least one potentially good thing about telling our parents about…us.”

“And that is?”

“Your family’s due back in Lomefar in another month.”

Matthias swallowed and put down his cup. “Ah. Right.”

“If we don’t say anything, you’ll just go back home and it’ll be like nothing ever happened.” Sabrina ran her hand through her hair worriedly. “And even if we tell them, it’s not like you can stay here, and I can’t just leave my parents, and I’ve got friends and school and a job and I don’t even have a freaking passport, I just don’t – ”

Matthias reached his arm around her and pulled her into a tight hug. She was rigid for a moment, and then melted into his arms, burying her head into his shoulder.

“It will be okay,” he said softly. “I don’t know what’s going to happen to us any more than you do, but listen to me when I say it will be okay.”

They stayed that way for a while, shutting out the sounds of the city around them, the soft breeze of fall and even the bench they sat on; all of their fears fell away for just a moment, leaving only the two of them, together.

“I love you,” she said for the first time.

“I love you too,” he answered.

Reluctantly, they broke their embrace. Sabrina took a last sip of her tea and said, “I want to tell my parents first. I…want them to hear it from me, not from the news or some gossip chain.”

“Alright,” said Matthias.

“Do you…want to do it now?”

Matthias looked over the city, at the sun setting behind a distant mountain, casting rays of orange and pink across the sky. “Not today,” he decided, wrapping his arm around Sabrina again and pulling her closer. “I think this is fine for now.”

[alwaysavillain-evenwhenimnot]

Boredom

I am so bored right now I just made a sims with some of the cast from dwts allstar season #noshame