#c-ferdinand

          thanksgiving: what is something/someone you’re the most thankful for?                                                  any particular reason?

                                                        ________

“My brothers, Lili, Alex, Nora. There are a lot of people I am thankful for, for just being themselves.” 

Celeste was surprised when she heard a knock on the door of Roza’s quarters. The pirate was out somewhere, doing whatever it was pirates did on the island. Opening the door, she fully expected to tell whoever it was that the surgeon was out and to come back later. But when she saw it was her cousin, her face broke into a grin. “If it isn’t my favorite cousin” she said warmly. “What brings you by?” It had been a while since she’d seen him, and she was glad that he’d come to visit her. If there was one bright spot about being here, it was seeing her family and friends again.

❛ your pants, they bother me. take them off! ❜

In retrospect, Teddy should have assumed that their honeymoon would be full of time spent in bed without a care in the world for propriety or interruptions or anything of the sort. They had been given two weeks entirely to themselves and Teddy was immensely grateful; after everything they’d been through together— to share uninterrupted time with his wife was something he wasn’t even remotely willing to let go of. “Quelqu'un se sent autoritaire aujourd'hui, non?” Amusement colored the tone of his voice so thoroughly it nearly made him laugh outright and Teddy found himself lingering just on the edge of the large bed in their room with his hands hovering above the waistband of the jeans he’d tossed on just to answer the door and retrieve food.

His eyes were fixated on Wendy as he slipped his fingers down to unbutton his jeans without taking his eyes off of her; he kicked them off without preamble and moved towards his wife with a broad, warm grin. Teddy held himself above Wendy and watched her quietly for a long moment before he ducked his head to kiss her sweetly, “I love you, Ma jolie femme.”

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

Chase

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

Cool - Jonas Brothers

- my muse’s last text to your muse

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

Wendyyyyyy Darling - what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

 - what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

“Pretty Girl Rock” - Keri Hilson- my muse’s last text to your muse

 - what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

Cas 

 - what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

some random pop song probably 

- my muse’s last text to your muse

“Are you going to that big fancy gala this weekend?”

“I’m not angry at you” Fabien said, trying to reassure his cousin. He already had enough people mad at him without adding Casimir to the list. “I’m just…frustrated that we’ve been put in this situation to begin with.” He was mad about his betrothal and mad about being kidnapped and mad that Grace and Luka were being hurt over something that was, for the most part, beyond his control.

As happy as she can be. Though she wouldn’t say she wouldn’t want to spend some more time with Liam and Casimir. Making gingerbread houses with them, or some other stupid family holiday tradition.