#this is cuteeeee

[creechurton]

OOWAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[noahschnappinfs]

more of noah and millie dancing at the short n’ sweet tour

[lizpaige]

for Jordan's first christmas at the barns, Ronan dreams her some marbles/game pieces for chinese checkers (like the ones Niall gave Declan in the short story, the ones he cried over cuz they were so to his liking), to officially mark her as a member of the family

IM NOT CRYING YOURE CRYING 😭😭😭😭

[wosofan14]

ona batlle, ivana fuso, and jackie groenen going out to lunch 🥰

[pacificglow]

[justwosothings]

[starman-john-tracy]

The Gift of Relaxation | RP

@nibenhutracycas submitted to starman-john-tracy:                               

There’s a package left on John’s bed for when he gets back from orbit.  Neatly wrapped and tied with a bow, the label is facing the wrong way for him to see a name, but it’s in the shape of a smilie face, eyes closed and tongue sticking out, with a smile. 

John turns the label to see who sent it, there’s no name, but a message, ‘Welcome home!’. He hesitates to open it, the wrapping paper is space theme, the bow a dark purple to match, but the label, seems almost like something Gordon would use, and Gordon has given him trick packages before. 

A quick glance around the room to ensure nothing is out of place or might be a hidden camera, before John gingerly undoes the ribboon. Nothing happens, so he gingerly lifts the lid of the box and gives a small sigh of relief when nothing happens.

Looking in the first thing he sees is an eye mask, when he takes that out, there’s a few space themed bath bombs and a pack of macaroons that look home made, and a bar of dark chocolate.

Right at the bottom John pulls out a card. It has a cartoon alien sitting in a spaceship and where Happy Birthday would have been, some black paper has been stuck over it with Welcome back to Earth! written on it in silver. Inside is a message. “Time to have some much needed you time, Professor, I hope you like your little care package. Loads of love and hugs, Niblick.”

John finds himself laughing, pleased and startled and really really glad this wasn’t Gordon’s handy work.

He runs his long fingers lightly over the contents, never one to exactly have a ‘spa day’… or, truthfully, to ever really relax in general. The pads of his fingers pick up the crumbly, soft texture of one of the bath bombs, the smell soft and not so much floral, as he’d warily expected, but sharper and more energising. Something citrusy. Maybe lemon or tangerine, mixed with something John, in no way an expert, doesn’t quite recognise. He assumes you just fill a bath and toss one in. Instructions haven’t been provided, so he hopes, a little worriedly, that it really is that simple. The (frankly impressive) macaroons and the chocolate he’s far more familiar with.

Trust her to remember his favourite.

“Hey Nibs?” He patches a message through to her Comm, for her to open whenever she’s free. “Just got your package.” The way he’s grinning like a lunatic is probably enough to send most people running, so he’s very lucky that at least Nibs isn’t most people. She’s seen her fair share of Tracy weirdness before. One slightly-space-deranged manic grin won’t phase her… probably. “I… thanks.” He clears his throat and tries to seem less space-bonkers. “It’s really great.”

[negrotti-natalie]

As last year’s Chillest blogger, I’m endorsing you to win it this year

omg you heard it here first everyone 😍 i am officially endorsed