gavinxanderson-blog

[gavinxanderson-blog]

Hugh Jackman and Taron Egerton talk ‘Eddie the Eagle’

[gavinxanderson-blog]

[gavinxanderson-blog]

trying to flirt like

[gavinxanderson-blog]

vxlentinexcross‌:

Val hated to admit that the little scene warmed her heart and filled her belly with an unwelcome feeling. She quickly shook herself out of her thoughts when she realized something had most likely been broken. A small huff left her as she waved her hand dismissively. “Don’t worry about it. I got it. You go catch up with the little hellion.” Val said. She bent down to scoop up the fallen groceries. She watched their daughter squeal at the kiss and then quickly bolt off to go back to her coloring. Golden eyes fell onto his face for a moment before she quickly turned away at his greeting. “Come on in.” She called as she walked towards her kitchen to set down the groceries. 

“I made some new treats for the shop that I need you to try after dinner,” Val said, as she started pulling out the different items. A gentle smirk pulling at her lips as she realized what was on the menu for the night. “Spaghetti? Again? You just love the mess it makes, don’t you.” Val said slowly as she scrunched her nose up and shook her head slowly. A small chuckle bubbling up inside of her as she set everything down. She walked over to put her small apron on and gestured to the stove limply. “Could you get the pans out? I’ll cut up the vegetables.” She hummed, beginning to prepare the onions. Her eyes widened and she gestured with her face to their daughter in the living room. “Oh, and when she’s with you this weekend, please make sure she practices her writing? Her preschool wants her to be better.” Val said firmly, her hazel eyes darting between the two of them. A soft whine began stirring in the living room and Val’s eyes darted towards her. “Ah! I don’t want to hear it.” She warned, a smug smile pulling at her lips as the girl quieted. “I’m sure daddy will make it lots of fun. He has a way with that.” 

Gavin watched with a soft smile on his lips as Ella darted off again, his gaze only being pulled away from his daughter when Val mentioned new treats for the bakery. “Why wait until after dinner? I’m always available for testing your treats. In fact after dinner I might be full, can’t risk that can we? I should try them now!” he tried, his face sporting a proper puppy expression as he followed her into the kitchen. “You’re not even give me a chance to deny that fact don’t you?” Gavin chuckled but nodded in agreement. “Spagetti’s one of the funnest foods.”

It took him a moment to realise she spoke again when she put on her apron, the chuckle escaping her lips and her new kitchen look holding all of his attention. He was glad that they got around to spending a little more time together now with these dinner nights, and moments like these reminded him over and over why he hadn’t been able to just let their first meeting turn into a fun night together and instead had tried to whoo her into a proper holiday romance.

“What? Yeah ‘course,” he nodded pulling himself out of his thoughts while he got out the pans and set them down, filling the pot with some water already.”

At the loud whine coming from their daughter when Val mentioned to please practice her writing more, Gavin couldn’t help but grin again. He made his way over to Ella, nodding along to what Val said. “No whining on our dinner nights. Especially not when it comes to preschool. School’s fun remember?” he began, albeit Ella not looking too convinced. “How about we draw your nain another comic to tell her about your week, hm?” he continued, the small girl slowly perking up at the prospect he offered. “We’ll draw it all and then you can help me write the speech bubbles.”

- “Can we call and show her again?”

“Of course,” he nodded, smiling when she agreed and said she’d start right away. 

He eventually made his way back to the kitchen area, getting himself a cutting board and knife to help Val with the rest of the veggies. “So what about you? What would your comic of the week be about? Did you go on any more dates?” he asked curiously, trying to hide how much he hated her dating. He wasn’t against it per say, Gavin wanted her to be happy and find real love and all that jazz, he tried to be supportive about it, he just didn’t want to think about another man coming into their daughters life and possible try to parent her. That was all. He definitely wasn’t jealous in any way or form. 

“I think you mentioned some new treats for the bakery too..?” he tried again.

weekends like these || val&gavin

[gavinxanderson-blog]

mich-bloom‌:

“Two tickets to see some actual baseball. My Red Sox to your Yankees, or what I actually like to call good quality baseball compared to not so great baseball. What do you say?”

“Oh come one, give the red sox a chance, I’m sure they’ll give a great show even if they loose,” Gavin smirked, taking one of the tickets. “How did you even get these?”

[gavinxanderson-blog]

candice-griffin‌:

Candice giggled she always had her friends back no matter what and she didn’t mind offering her services when the time was necessary and in this case it was. “Cheesy fries it is then! You know I love you too, Gavin. It’s the least I can do since that weirdo probably wanted us to end up in the ER tonight.” She said leading the way to the place where she knew they made a good set of cheesy fries. 

“To be fair, I was the one spending actual money on them, even after seeing them,” he frowned. “Anyways, different topic please. Let’s push these fake hotdogs far far away from our mind and instead lets talk about that smile you haven’t been able to wipe off your face today? And no I won’t believe you if you say youre just happy to see me.”

[gavinxanderson-blog]

🖤 89 likes

↳ gavinan: #throwback to the time grandma got us ice cream as big as our heads ; rwy'n dy garu di ❤️

view all comments

[gavinxanderson-blog]

I’ve been asked quite a lot about my wink.

[gavinxanderson-blog]

i??????? sksjsbzvsvshdhsbdb

[gavinxanderson-blog]

Taron Egerton during All Rise Film Competition 2016 Judging Evening [x]

[gavinxanderson-blog]

vxlentinexcross‌:

@gavinxanderson

Val was rushing around her apartment, as usual, to try and make it presentable for the guest she knew was coming any minute. Despite her best efforts Gavin Anderson had figured out a way to worm his way into her life. It wasn’t all bad though for the petite blonde. Their brief summer fling five years ago had blossomed into the most beautiful and bubbly blonde-haired little girl. Said little girl was sprawled out in the small living room coloring in one of her books. Val had been cleaning up all the toys and clothes that had begun piling up throughout the week in an attempt to make it look like she had her frazzled life put together. 

She took a quick shower and just as she was tying up her long blonde locks into a bun she heard the soft rapping of knocks on the front door. Nearly jumping out of her skin she quickly crossed to the door and took a deep breath before opening it up. 

“ Hey Gav, you seem early. ” She hummed, about to take a step back to let him when their daughter’s small body wormed its way between Val’s legs and door. “ Daddy!! ” she shouted, jumping up into his arms.

Making his way down the street, shopping bags in both hands, Gavin tried to calm his nerves. After all these times you’d think he was used to seeing Valentine by now, she had been a part of his life for the past five almost six years now for gods sake. But then again, they had had a bit of a rocky second start and it had only started to look somewhat better more recently. 

He tried to push those thoughts aside, there was no point to them anyways, and tried to focus on why he was here instead. The image of his daughter filled his mind and immediately put a small smile on his lips. The petit girl was the reason he was living here now, and she never failed to put a smile back on his lips.

He made his way up to their door, and knocked gently. When Val opened the door, Gavin smiled at her nickname for him but didn’t even get to say hello when he was already tackled by his squealing daughter. 

“Hey monkey!” he grinned, immediately dropping the shopping bags and wrapping his arms around her instead, only wincing slightly when he heard something in the bags crack as he dropped them. “I’ll clean that up, promise.”

“- How are you monkey? God you’ve grown again haven’t you. Soon you’ll be as tall as your mum,” he sighed dramatically, giving her cheek a quick kiss before he set her down and looked back up at Valentine with a gentle smile. “Hey Val.”

weekends like these || val&gavin

[gavinxanderson-blog]

allie-hoult‌:

“Deal.” Allie smiled softly. “Plus I think the street dogs are meant for people who are drunk off their ass that they’ll eat anything. Only for them to puke it up the next morning, sad isn’t it? Two dollars can literally give someone something off the dollar menu at Mickey D’s so that’s a better offering than who knows what was injected in those wieners.” The blonde walked alongside her friend her arms crossed over her chest.

“They should advertise them as such then. Or only open from about midnight to six to make sure only those drunk off their ass buy anything,” he frowned. “Let’s not even try to think about what was injected in those wieners... And also let’s stop calling them wieners, it’s like the word moist..” Gavin shuddered. “Either way, let’s talk about you babe, how are you? What have you been getting up to in the last 48 hours since I’ve seen you? It’s been so long, I’ve missed you,” he held his chest with a soft smile on his lips as they walked.

[gavinxanderson-blog]

hazelxsheffield‌:

“ Apparently it was a s e v e r e lack of judgement, we were mistaken. There is still time to pitch these and go grab some from Nathan’s? If you’re up for it.” Because there was no way in hell she was eating that, it looked like something died in the package.

“We should never tell anyone that we ever thought this would be a good idea,” Gavin nodded, throwing the hot dogs away before he could talk himself into at least trying a bite. He really wasn’t in the mood for food poisoning. “Yes, yes please. Also no word to any of the employees there that we almost cheated on them with cheap street ‘dogs. I don’t want to break their hearts and risk never being able to go there again.”

[gavinxanderson-blog]

candice-griffin‌:

“That is a health violation if I ever saw one, the person who sold these to you I’m just gonna say they’re a scammer. Why don’t I treat you to something more edible and safe hm? Anything your pick.”

“And here I thought it’s my time to shine and be more adventurous again, but yeah no food poisoning ain’t the way to go,” he sighed, getting rid of the hotdogs. “Ah, did I ever tell you that I love you and also you should know better than to offer to buy me food. We’re having Cheesy fries. All of them.”

[gavinxanderson-blog]

lexie-bennett‌:

“Because I’m on a time crunch and thought that maybe it would be my lucky day to not come across a street vendor selling crap for once in my life. I’m sorry, let’s just toss them and I’ll buy you three of Nathan’s finest to make up for this bullshit. Yeah?” She said eyeing the gray meat with concern as she shook her head. 

“I’ll forgive you this one time, but only because I agreed to this earlier and too thought it’d be a good idea,” Gavin chuckled, dropping the hotdogs in the next bin. “Alright let’s go, I’m hungry,” he linked their arms as they made their way to the next subway. “Where are you heading next then Ms Jetsetter?”

[gavinxanderson-blog]

asher-palmer‌:

“I mean understandable right? You have to have butter in your cupcakes or less you’re just making bread at that point.” Asher replied, amusing the man next to him. “And why weren’t they picked?” He pointed out at a random group of people and then another. “Or then?”

“My thoughts exactly,” he agreed. “Well, the dragon asked specifically for a male sacrifice. I think they were hoping I was stupid enough to offer myself,” Gavin noted as he continued, “I think those guys over there are very handsome too, but they don’t look like good sacrifice material. You’re more sturdy, look like you might be able to actually survive and trick the dragon if you want to. Not that that’s going to be very hard either, she’s five,” he added, watching as his daughter dressed in a purple dragon onesie made her way back from the restrooms. He gave her a short wave over to the table before turning his attention back to the brunet on the table next to theirs. “That... And you’ve got one of these biscuits for coffee on your plate still and she loves those.”

[gavinxanderson-blog]

From this video: How I Wrote This: Bastille ‘Bad Decisions’