[valcntincs]

..

[chewbacca]

Titanic (1997) dir. James Cameron

[hampsteadharry]

+

[zaiinab]

[timothechallamet]

[lukearnold]

[thickdickgrayson]

good trouble (2019–)

[valcntincs]

cabrcra​:

          if there was one thing she aimed to get better at, it was definitely the unintentional judgmental remarks and expressions she made with her face. she’d just made one when she’d commented on his tattoos and it wasn’t because she cared that he had them. a smile covered her lips as she spoke, ‘ i can’t lie; i’d get some of your art tattooed. ’ her lips turned slightly downward as she continued the cheery grin and her head slightly tilted. her eyes watched as he stepped near her arms lifted to rest at his shoulders, ‘ i asked when i first got there, and the nurse said she wasn’t sure. they’re having to be very cautious with who’s allowed in right now, for obvious reasons. ’

  with her statement he’s actually surprised, something that could be seen easily with the high pull of his brows up, a crease forming between them. he’s only had the please of putting ink on the beautiful woman once and he suspected that it would be the only time. milo had stated before way back when they were on the ship that he  liked her clean skin, how untainted it was and it would be hard for him to picture her with ink. that could have been seen as judgement honestly, but it was just the serene aurora that she carried. she was precious then and she was precious now. with the single scrawled out word it just in somehow made her more so. and though she’s voiced a few times of lust for more ink, he never expected her to actually go through with it. 

    his fingers slide slowly up and over her slender arms after she’s lifted them to his shoulder. lips dry and red pressed into a line, wanted to turn down into a frown but holding it back with her words. he hates this and feels defeated. his place was there with her and with all the shit that was going on he was being held back. lashes lay across the apples of his cheek as he groans out his frustration, but when he opens those jade green hues again he forces a tight smile to his lips. “well that’s bollocks.” the way he feels about the current state of the world was indifferent. safety for nina during her pregnancy was his number one focus and if they had to take these precautions he understood that. however the amount of restrictions he found to be to restraining to basic human rights. “the drive, was it alright?” 

[valcntincs]

cabrcra​:

          ‘ it’s nice to see you do something that you .. enjoy ? ’ if she was completely honest, nina wasn’t sure how much he actually enjoyed the guitar. she hadn’t seen him with one in a bit. but being in home for long periods of time meant that there was only so much they could do before bringing last resorts. ‘ you keep going and you’ll have no where else empty space. ’ a soft smile fell across her lips. she didn’t hate the ink that covered parts of his skin, but he did have many and she wondered how many he’d give himself during the time. ‘ yes. everything checked out well. she’s healthy. i wish you could’ve been there. ’ 

   Her statement sounded like a question, but he seemed it not necessary to focus on an answer. There was no answer. At one point he focused on trying to succeed in learning the guitar perfectly, but it wasn’t something he stressed and put too much time in. Hence why it had been so long since he'd even touched it. That infamous smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, a little laugh he partially stifled fell from his lips. "Ha ha." Sarcasm at its finest. He had plenty of room for more tattoos. "That's when I use you as my canvas." Hes pushed to his feet and sauntering lazily closer his short, round, wife. The swelling of her belly seemed impossible for any human body to sustain. He didn’t make comments however, it had become clear by the way she acted, responded to comments, and something's she's said, that the change in her body was bothering her. "Any word on if they'll be allowing more than the mum anytime soon?"

[valcntincs]

Gritting his teeth he's cursing under his breath as once again when he pulled his fingers down the strings the sound was not right. It had been two years he believed since he'd even touched his guitar. So, obviously now, when the whole world was shut down and they were restricted to their home it made perfect sense to pull it back out. Pushing out a breath he's slipping his fingers ever to slightly and when he strums the guitar this time it didnt make him want to knock his teeth out with a hammer. "Okay," his pink tongue drags along his lesser lip and he settles a bit more comfortable in the couch.

[cabrcra]

          fingertips reached for the knob of the door that opened to their home. the visits to meet the doctor and check on the health of the baby that grew inside her had been getting only slightly more frequent and unfortunately her husband hadn’t been able to go with her. it had been a bit of a bummer, but they both understood with current events and potential health risks for everyone that it had to be that way. they’d said goodbye and she left for her appointment and recently returned. as she stepped into the door she placed her things down in the chair near the table, ‘ milo !’ she called out unsure of where he was. stepping further into the kitchen she then makes her way into another room where she’s able to find him, ‘ hey, giving it another go i see..’

[valcntincs]

"there's only so many things I can doodle and if cleaned anymore we'd get high off of polish and bleach." it's not exactly an explanation, not that she was looking for one, but more a way to say i'm so bored I'm going to cry. his fingers carefully grip the neck of the guitar to slid it off his lap and settling it against the cushions. A groan followed the words as he leans forward and stretched his back. " it was this or giving myself another tattoo." Gruffly laughing. He was sure Nina wouldnt like it if he did that again, but.. the chances were grand. "Everything check out ok?" Milo finally asks, smiling up to the woman who carried his baby. It killed him that he couldnt attend the appointments with her, but of course he understood.

[valcntincs]

Gritting his teeth he's cursing under his breath as once again when he pulled his fingers down the strings the sound was not right. It had been two years he believed since he'd even touched his guitar. So, obviously now, when the whole world was shut down and they were restricted to their home it made perfect sense to pull it back out. Pushing out a breath he's slipping his fingers ever to slightly and when he strums the guitar this time it didnt make him want to knock his teeth out with a hammer. "Okay," his pink tongue drags along his lesser lip and he settles a bit more comfortable in the couch.

[harryshouse]

Watermelon Sugar | Harry Styles

[loustyles]

opening credits | SNL

[valcntincs]

It still seemed surreal. Months had passed since they found out about Nina's pregnancy and time now seemed to go on and on. She was in her second trimester now. There was no hiding the bump that she had seemed to grow over night and it physically hurt him when he thought of just how much bigger she would get. Honestly, he couldn't wait. She radiated in her pregnancy. Her skin seemed to glisten and she carried herself with such poise. A large palm slide over her naked belly, his free hand pressing up her top when the fabric tried to hide where his child grew. "They're sleeping." His words come out nearly like a whisper, as though not wanting to disturb the unborn child. Was the baby sleeping? Who knows. But they were kicking like he wanted. Lips press tightly in a line and he pulls his touch away. "When is your next appointment? Its twice a month now, yeah?" Missing an appointment was something he tried not to do. @cabrcra

[cabrcra]

he’d made his way by her side, as she found him doing a lot more recently. maybe it was the simple fact that he’d been intrigued by the pregnancy but maybe it just brought a little more happiness between the two. she’ watched as his fingers almost tangled around the bump of her belly and the expressions he’d made as the comment fell from his lips. the smallest of smiles crossed her lips as she observed, eyes shifting between him and the bump of her belly. as he moved away her eyes became focused on only him and his movements. nina often found herself watching him, probably more than he did her. it was an unusual occurrence, but it was becoming mote usual for her. ‘ yes, twice, and i believe next thursday. you’ll have to let me double check, because it may be wednesday. ‘ one thing hadn’t changed, her ability to forget things. ‘ you think you’ll be able to go? ‘

[valcntincs]

The Male gave the slightest nod of his head in acknowledgement of the soft words answering his question. Fingers push back into his dark curls and his mouth falls open with a low spontaneous yawn. Milo was always active. He worked a lot. He tried to attend all appointments. He tried to take all the stress away from Nina. Her only worry should be taking care of herself. And their child. "Just need to let Tony know which days I will need to take a hour or two." It wouldnt be any problem. He was sure of it. "Have you thought more on a theme for the nursery?" Knowing the sex of their unborn child would help he was sure, but she hadn't shown any interest in knowing just yet. And he himself was a little apprehensive of putting together the nursery just yet. There were quite a few little things he noticed in Ninas behavior. And now he wondered if perhaps going to Seattle to have the baby, to live if only for a year or two, would be best. Family might be good for her.

[valcntincs]

It still seemed surreal. Months had passed since they found out about Nina's pregnancy and time now seemed to go on and on. She was in her second trimester now. There was no hiding the bump that she had seemed to grow over night and it physically hurt him when he thought of just how much bigger she would get. Honestly, he couldn't wait. She radiated in her pregnancy. Her skin seemed to glisten and she carried herself with such poise. A large palm slide over her naked belly, his free hand pressing up her top when the fabric tried to hide where his child grew. "They're sleeping." His words come out nearly like a whisper, as though not wanting to disturb the unborn child. Was the baby sleeping? Who knows. But they were kicking like he wanted. Lips press tightly in a line and he pulls his touch away. "When is your next appointment? Its twice a month now, yeah?" Missing an appointment was something he tried not to do. @cabrcra

[cabrcra]

he’d made his way by her side, as she found him doing a lot more recently. maybe it was the simple fact that he’d been intrigued by the pregnancy but maybe it just brought a little more happiness between the two. she’ watched as his fingers almost tangled around the bump of her belly and the expressions he’d made as the comment fell from his lips. the smallest of smiles crossed her lips as she observed, eyes shifting between him and the bump of her belly. as he moved away her eyes became focused on only him and his movements. nina often found herself watching him, probably more than he did her. it was an unusual occurrence, but it was becoming mote usual for her. ‘ yes, twice, and i believe next thursday. you’ll have to let me double check, because it may be wednesday. ‘ one thing hadn’t changed, her ability to forget things. ‘ you think you’ll be able to go? ‘

[valcntincs]

The Male gave the slightest nod of his head in acknowledgement of the soft words answering his question. Fingers push back into his dark curls and his mouth falls open with a low spontaneous yawn. Milo was always active. He worked a lot. He tried to attend all appointments. He tried to take all the stress away from Nina. Her only worry should be taking care of herself. And their child. "Just need to let Tony know which days I will need to take a hour or two." It wouldnt be any problem. He was sure of it. "Have you thought more on a theme for the nursery?" Knowing the sex of their unborn child would help he was sure, but she hadn't shown any interest in knowing just yet. And he himself was a little apprehensive of putting together the nursery just yet. There were quite a few little things he noticed in Ninas behavior. And now he wondered if perhaps going to Seattle to have the baby, to live if only for a year or two, would be best. Family might be good for her.

[valcntincs]

It still seemed surreal. Months had passed since they found out about Nina's pregnancy and time now seemed to go on and on. She was in her second trimester now. There was no hiding the bump that she had seemed to grow over night and it physically hurt him when he thought of just how much bigger she would get. Honestly, he couldn't wait. She radiated in her pregnancy. Her skin seemed to glisten and she carried herself with such poise. A large palm slide over her naked belly, his free hand pressing up her top when the fabric tried to hide where his child grew. "They're sleeping." His words come out nearly like a whisper, as though not wanting to disturb the unborn child. Was the baby sleeping? Who knows. But they were kicking like he wanted. Lips press tightly in a line and he pulls his touch away. "When is your next appointment? Its twice a month now, yeah?" Missing an appointment was something he tried not to do. @cabrcra

[hampsteadharry]

+