#short honeymoon

[steddiehyperfixation]

still into you (steddie ficlet)

Eddie wakes to the mouthwatering smell of bacon and eggs and fresh-made pancakes. He stretches lazily and heads to the kitchen to find Steve at the stove making breakfast, moving expertly between flipping pancakes and scrambling eggs and checking the bacon. A stupid kiss the cook apron is tied at the waist over his bare torso and sinful pajama shorts, and he looks just as delicious as the food he's cooking. The whole scene makes something warm and fluttery bloom bright in Eddie's chest. 

He sits at the counter and sighs dreamily, resting his chin in his hand as he watches him. “God, I have such a crush on you.” 

Steve looks over his shoulder with an amused expression that crinkles the smile lines at the corners of his eyes. “We're literally married.” 

“I know,” Eddie gushes, so in awe of this fact you'd think it was a new development even though it very much isn't. He marvels at his husband of 34 years, admires every inch of Steve's middle-aged body, every place where his time-worn skin is creased with signs of age and a life well lived and well loved. The beauty of him still knocks the wind out of Eddie, a breathless giggle bubbling up his throat. “But that doesn't mean I don't still have a massive fucking crush on you.” 

Steve huffs out a chuckle before turning his attention back to the stove, a quick duck of his head as if to hide a blush. 

Emboldened, Eddie stands and comes up to wrap his arms around him from behind. He nuzzles into Steve's neck, breathes in his salt and pepper hair and smiles into the curve of his shoulder. “I’m serious. Even after all this time, you still give me butterflies,” Eddie says, resting his hands over Steve's stomach and pressing gently to demonstrate his words, “right here, like I’m a teenager again. My aged heart still does very youthful backflips just at the sight of you, and I feel that rush of falling in love all over again, again and again, like it's the very first time.”

Eddie remembers a conversation he'd had with his uncle once, when he was much much younger and Wayne was about the age Eddie is now.  When you get older, you don't feel that type a’ love the same way anymore, Wayne had told him. It ain't the same heart-pounding, all-encompassing, get drunk off of it sort a’ giddy head-rush you get in your teens and twenties. It loses that kind a’ thrill, gets quieter. 

Eddie had found that thoroughly depressing, despite his uncle’s insistences that this was not a bad thing. Don't mean that love and attraction ain't there or that you can't feel it anymore, Wayne reassured him, it's just different is all. He'd shrugged then, his face like leather, worn and fond and bemused by his nephew’s wild youth. Old hearts get tired, Ed, he'd said. You'll get it when you get to be my age. 

Well, Eddie has gotten to be his age and he still doesn't get it. He does feel that quieter love, the kind that comes from shared routines and easy conversation and even easier silences, made up of trust and familiarity, the kind that settles into his bones like it was always meant to be there. But the thrill is still there too, as strong as ever. Steve still makes his heart race and his head spin. Eddie's stomach still flutters at his smile; his touch still sets off fireworks beneath his skin. Even now, Eddie feels a little dizzy just holding him, heartbeat faster. 

“We may get old,” Eddie continues his declaration, “but the way I feel about you never will.” He holds Steve tighter, hooking his chin over his husband's shoulder after pressing a kiss to it. “I will never get over the thrill of you, and my heart will never get tired of it.” 

“You are a dramatic old sap,” Steve says through a suppressed smile, rolling his eyes as he plates the food and turns off the stove, but then he's turning around in Eddie's arms and pulling him into a spirited kiss.

Eddie's blood feels like it's made of champagne, bubbly and fizzy and utterly intoxicated as Steve fills his senses. They kiss with the same clumsy passion they'd had at 21, too eager clashes of teeth and bruising lips. It's messy, inelegant, perfect, broken within seconds when their smiles become uncontainable. They pull apart, pink-cheeked and laughing. 

Steve grins. His eyes shine with all the same giddiness of infatuation and warmth of love as he holds Eddie's face in his hands and tells him, “I have a massive fucking crush on you too.” 

[mangeur-detoiles]

LUCY & KATE | NCIS HAWAI'I 3x04

6 tips to make your (fake) honeymoon extra special by Lucy Tara and Kate Whistler

[mikrokcsmos]

Beautiful Dreamer

synopsis; in which you’re on your honeymoon, and though you should be enamored by the sights around you – you still believe that your husband is better.

pairing; husband!taehyung x wife!reader

genre; fluff, established relationship, marriage au, honeymoon au

rating; PG-13

warnings; a LOT of nuzzling

w/c; 979

a/n; he’s so dreamy.

He leans sideways against the tall, thick wooden railing, right arm folded over on top, hand tucked into his armpit. The other arm’s elbow dangles over the edge, his chin resting on it’s left hand as he gazes dreamily at the scenery in front of him.

You take up the same position next to him, albeit your dreamy gaze is zeroed in on him instead.

“What are you thinking about, husband?” Your voice is light and airy, not too loud, but not too soft either. He closes his eyes briefly to allow it to wash over him, only putting him in an even deeper state of tranquility.

He hums, a soft smile blooming over his features. He keeps his eyes closed, answering you with another question.

“What do you think I’m thinking about, wife?”

You scoot closer to him on the railing, and without hesitation, he lifts his left arm up to allow you to tuck yourself into his side. He nuzzles the top of your head, nose nestled in your hair, the lavender honey scent he’s come to know and love overtakes his senses for a moment. His arm wraps loosely around your waist, hand coming to lay on your stomach.

You take his left hand in yours, fingers playing with the thick, gold band of his wedding ring that you had the pleasure of putting there only but a few days ago when you said ‘I do’.

“Would it be selfish of me to say that I want you to be thinking of me?”

He chuckles, the vibration that exudes from his chest you can feel through your back as it lightly jostles you with its intensity.

You tilt your head to look back up at him, small frown adorning your lips that he gives a chaste peck too, the curve of your lips now threatening to curl at the act.

“What’s so funny, pray tell?” Your brow quirks up, which upside down, makes you look silly. He gives your nose a soft nuzzle, voice lilting with a teasing tone.

“The fact that you believe I would even be thinking of anything else but you, my love. That is funny.”

A loud mother duck, who has her hands full trying to get all her ducklings in line and back into the water off to the side of the wooden deck, is what breaks you two out of your lovesick haze.

Leaning back against Taehyung, you both watch as one by one, the ducklings plop haphazardly back into the water. Each one squawks momentarily in fear of their head being beneath the water for too long, before the mother duck nuzzles them back upright.

Taehyung now looks at you, your expression akin to something of both longing and fear. His fingers tap against your stomach, his voice caressing your outer earlobe that causes goosebumps to erupt onto your skin.

“What’s troubling you, sweetheart?”

As he rubs your stomach, you can’t help the anxiety that slowly begins to build within you, nerves on edge of the insecurity that passes through your lips. It has his heart clenching.

“Do you think I’m gonna be a good mom?” He can feel the emotion you try your best to keep tucked within you, and kneeling down beside you, he gently turns you to face him, his head now perfectly aligned with your barely there baby bump.

His hands come up to cup your stomach gently, as if afraid the weight of his hands alone could harm the little life that’s growing day by day inside of you. Like he did with your nose earlier, he nuzzles your baby bump with his nose, before giving it a loving kiss and fixing his brown orbs back onto yours.

“Sweetheart, you’re going to be an amazing mom.” His smile is boxy and wide, eyes shining with excitement. Your eyes begin to water, lip trembling.

“You’re going to be an amazing father, Tae.”

His eyes get glossy, and the setting sun on the horizon only makes his features glow even brighter. The baby pink shirt he wears makes you envision a little girl running around his kneeling figure, pulling and tugging on said shirt with little pleas of wanting to be held and loved by her daddy.

“She is going to love you, and have her wrapped around her little finger, mark my words.”

He lets out a watery chuckle, sniffling and wiping his nose with the back of his hand, before standing back up. He places his hands on your hips, thumbs rubbing circles into your sides as he tilts his head at you in wonder.

“Oh, really? You believe it’s gonna be a girl?”

You nod, confident in your gut feeling.

“Well, if she’s anything like you–,” he starts, stepping closer to you to place kisses on each part of your face, you giggling the whole time. And as he kisses each part, he names them off one by one. “–your eyes, your nose, your cheeks, your dimples, your mouth.”

The lingering kiss he leaves you on your lips has you arching your back into him in order to get closer and deepen it. His hands slide up your body to caress each side of your neck as he stares into your eyes with nothing but love and promise.

His lips move, his words reaching the very depths of your soul to gently envelope and ease away any and all doubts or worries you might’ve had about being a mother.

“It’s not always easy growing a little life inside of you. The morning sickness. The hormones. The changes to your body. The sleeplessness. Yet, when it all gets too hard, just remember how powerful you really are. You are growing a life inside of you, and that is incredible. You are incredible.”

And, as always, he was right.

You do become an amazing mom.

[ninjasmudge]

if swk doesnt pick maq up at least once a day he gets sad

[prttyh3ll]

Lana del rey bios.

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[indelicateink]

"Why this suit?" "It's my favorite on you."

i need to know. did we go with carol's favorite lestat suit, jacob's favorite lestat suit, or sam's favorite lestat suit. was there a vote among the cast and crew

[agreatandhonorablesoldier]

have i told y'all that one of my favorite aus for hangster is them being married actually and being snarky lil bitches because the others don't know but mostly so mav doesn't find out bcos bradley isn't ready for him to know

[stpansy]

this is so haunting to me. twenty five percent…

[misstycloud]

I love Arthur from husband x reader x ex!! He’s the man of my dreams!! My boo 😍! Imma gonna be thinking about him during breakfast, lunch, and dinner! Can you do part 2? Or just some headcanons on him! I can’t get over this man!!!

(A short little peek into your and Arthur’s romantic trip)

Character: Arthur

Scenario: You and your new husbands first morning on your honeymoon.

———————

The feeling of someone running their fingers through your hair woke you from your deep sleep. Pulling the sheets closer you tried to go back to resting but the warm sunrays falling on you said that it was about time to wake up.

Opening your eyes you were met with your now husband comfortably nesting you in his arms. Shifting, you tried to turn on your other side but Arthur wouldn't let you. He tightened his grip on you and said,

"Haha, why are you turning away?" He chuckled and leaned down to kiss your forehead.

You groaned and closed your eyes again, "mmm...."

He pushed you into his are chest and began nuzzling your (h/c) hair, a laugh left you and a smile made its way onto your face, unable to resist your husbands antics. This only served to make him happier and peppered you in kisses.

It was the day after your wedding and you had just spent the first night on your honeymoon in a positively rated hotel in the Maldives. The ceremony was incredible and everything you dreamt of.

“Good morning.” You yawned and rubbed the sleep from your eyes.

“Good morning, love.” Arthur sighed in bliss at your cute expression in the morning, it made his day ten times better. He couldn’t believe he was finally married to you, it was a dream come true!

“What time is it?”

The dark haired man glanced back at the clock on the nightstand on his side and answered, “It’s seven o’clock right now, you can sleep in more. We still have three hours until breakfast closes and otherwise we can just go out to eat lunch later, you deserve some good rest, my dear.”

“No,” you shook your head, “let’s go.”

“Really? We don’t have to.” Your spouse didn’t want to force you to wake up if you were still tired from the day before, but if you really wanted to like you said he would come with you to enjoy a delicious hotel breakfast.

“Let’s go right now, last one there is a rotten egg!” You kept from the bed and rushed to get dressed in order to reach the dining hall in the main building before your husband.

As soon as Arthur realised you were really meaning it, he hurried to race with you. Unfortunately it later turned out that despite your initial small head-start he was still faster than you. Which you blamed on him having easier clothes to put in while the zipper on your dress regularly got stuck.

He decided to humour you and you two savoured a flavoured breakfast in the resturant section. The hotel had a vast majority of different foods thag you found it hard to chose, in the end you took a little bit of everything and settled for a cup of coffee to go with it.

That was just the beginning of a wonderful and romantic trip for you and your sweet Arthur.

[chevelleneech]

I don't know why some jkkers get so hung up on their own theories, none of us actually know anything at the end of the day anyway. I see moments/things in them that clearly (in my opinion) cross a friendship barrier by most people's standards and stuff that pretty clearly leans into attraction from both of them. Beyond that, who tf knows? There's an entire spectrum of possibilities clear from them having nothing going on romantically and never have, all the way to having been dating for the past 8 years + secret engagement (this is a joke for those with their panties on too tight). They could label it, they could not, they could be involved currently, they could've been involved in the past, but are no longer, they could be planning to be involved in the future, they could be exclusive and committed, they could also not be.

I wish jkkers weren't so one-track/hive mind sometimes because I do actually think a lot of the fandom sees their relationship as special or different in some way even if they don't want to post about for fear of being called a shipper or the fact that so many big accounts are tkkers. I also think a lot of people are like me, where they see things that are sus, are open to the possibility, but don't want to delve too deeply/cross boundaries into conspiracies and then go into jkk spaces where they kind of force the "they clearly started dating around here, got serious around here, had a fight here, etc." theories and get turned off. I like the tumblr jkker space because I feel like there is a lot more conversation here, but it can also get echo-chambery. Its ok to just be chill and acknowledge you see some stuff going on that seems unique to them and enjoy and support that special bond. If they are involved romantically, I don't need to know when that started or for how long or any other personal details (unless they want to tell us of course) and I can still enjoy them together as they are.

Yeah, I don’t see why what I said triggered anyone let alone two people, lol. I’ve done nothing but post about how cute they are together and the fact that them being platonic seems extremely unlikely to me, even if they aren’t romantically involved. So me saying I have a theory that they might have put off making things official until after their service, should not have been an issue.

That said, I know for a fact I have differing views on when they got together, if they are. I’ve seen people fight others on it too many times, because for some reason people hate even the suggestion that JM and JK haven’t been together since the day they met, lol. But I agree with folks who say somewhere between 2017-2019 is when things officially shifted between them. Any time before that seems extremely unrealistic to me, but I don’t talk about it because it brings “Why would they act like THIS if they weren’t dating yet!?!?!?!????” anons, and nobody has time for that.

So yeah, I’m enjoying myself here and enjoying their interactions as they come. I thinks it’s obvious they view each other differently than they view the other members, but that’s the extent of my sort of “fact” talk. Everything else is speculation, even if a singular conclusion makes the most sense.

[procyon-kiryu-heaven]

The honeymoon was in Italy. The Roman streets were large and full of architecture and history. The cars drove like crazy and the pizza was the best Jason had ever had.

But the best of all was having Nico by his side. Pointing out things he hadn't seen or hearing him speak in Italian with other people.

Jason felt complete next to him, with his wonderful rings on his fingers.

@jasico-challenges

[ohmygodshesinsane]

🎶✨when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to the last 10 people in your notifs (positivity is cool)🎶✨

thank you for sending this! 🌟

The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived

Sharpest Tool - Sabrina Carpenter

Salvatore - Lana del Rey

Dakota - Stereophonics

Read & Make Out - Chappell Roan

[strawberriesace]

quisiera ser capaz de amarte frente a todos, de poder sostener tus dedos entre los míos y escuchar tus pensamientos al despertar o tus quejas al ir a dormir. quisiera ser a quien llamas cuando estes cansada de ser independiente y quiero ser a quien buscas de abrazar cuando estás asustada o simplemente quieres entibiar tus dedos en mi espalda.

quizás no seré capaz de apagar este amor que crece en mi corazón cada vez que mis ojos te miran. mi alma arde con tu simple presencia a mi alrededor.

una vida a tu alrededor, pero no a tu lado

peor sería una vida sin ti

[ninjasmudge]

Also a question I've had on my mind after seeing the crossover with overshadowed

How would labyrinth au swk and mac interact with entanglement or honeymoon?

The mks probably discuss who's mentors are more frustrating as well sharing stories. Well labyrinthMK and Honeymoon MK do, entanglementMK is actively listening and talking about his adopted siblings since his swk and macs are a sort of combination of the other twos. All while the other two are hanging off his arms and shoulders cause I picture entanglmentMK being bigger then them.

ooo ok so i had to think about this cause labyrinth au swk and maq are pretty different to others. in all the story i have planned for labyrinths, they only just get to actually trusting each other again by the end, labyrinth shadowpeach is bites and fights and tense stare downs. a STARK contrast to how honeymoon au swk and maq are so loving, and entanglement swk and maq are so close

i feel like labyrinth swk and macaque would both be pretty appalled by how the others seem to have forgiven and forgotten all their bad history, labyrinth swk especially would be sus as HELL of it all.

and speaking of being sus, every single one of them is going to be horrified by the fact that labyrinth macaque is wearing LBDs symbol...

as for the mks:

labyrinth mk: a lil upset at how easy the other two have it in terms of a mentor they can understand

honeymoon mk: comes out of this with a firm resolve to befriend nezha more

entanglement mk: a lil upset bc HE HASNT GOT THE STAFF WHAT GIVES

this line up looks something like this, which is pretty funny:

also im telling u right now theres NO way entngl macaque and labyrinth macaque dont end up in a physical fight

[lifewithaview]

Claire Forlani and Eion Bailey in Nightmares & Dreamscapes: From the Stories of Stephen King (2006) Crouch End

E2

The career devoted Lonnie Freeman and his wife Doris Freeman are in London in honeymoon. Loonie receives a message from the important client Squales inviting the young couple to have dinner with him in his house at Crouch End. While going to the dinner party, Doris is advised by the cab driver to return from Crouch End, which would be a thin spot in another dimension. Lonnie does not accept the non-sense explanation and have a weird experience with Doris...

*Lonnie makes a joke about his wife Doris' behavior towards an old British couple, remarking that they love having an American come to their country and tell them what to do. Doris is played by Claire Forlani, who is actually British.

[deadhivecodex]

my extremely unserious 6.2 doodles