Posts tagged cute
Posts tagged cute
This is like installing Windows on a Mac.
I am physically required to reblog this or my heart will stop beating.
oh my god
Henry’s chatting about something, walking by her side, oblivious in the way children (children, but he isn’t a child anymore, a teenager already, he’s fourteen) can be, he’s visibly startled when Regina lets out a gasp, a hand against her bump as her steps stutter.
He drops what he’d been saying immediately, instead asking, “Mom?” sharply, there’s already panic in his voice; he’s got his hands up, as if to comfort her or defend her.
The baby kicks again, and Regina can’t hold in another gasp, the baby kicks strong enough for her little foot to be felt through Regina’s coat and mittens. “I’m alright, your sister is just kicking, Henry,” Regina soothes, rubbing at the spot.
“Oh,” he says, Henry is staring at the bump, he licks his lips before holding out a hesitant hand, “um, could I, you know feel her?”
“Of course,” Regina breathes, nodding, she’d thought Henry had been angry with her, he’d been snappish and a little rude, Robin had held her as she sobbed over it (it’s hormones, she’d sobbed, hiding her face in Robin’s neck), she’d thought Henry had been angry at her for having another child.
His hand hovers between them before Regina reaches out and grasps it, gently leading it down until it’s resting against her rotund stomach, “ah, there,” Regina says, smile still on her face, “do you feel it?”
“Yeah,” Henry says, quiet, and Regina thinks he might be a little awestruck, “yeah, I-” The baby kicks again, harder, and a grimace decorates Regina’s features, Henry’s brow wrinkles in concern, “Are you okay?” he asks.
Regina smiles again, a sigh escaping, “She must like you,” and Henry absolutely beams.
Robin wants more than anything to hold her hand, to kiss her shoulder, to run his fingers over her hair, but she will not let him near her. He is lucky she lets him as close as she does, lucky she lets him stand here on the sidelines and stare hard, worry his lip, clench and unclench his fists.
He feels impotent and helpless, unable to do anything to quell the pain she’s in, but it all happened so quickly, too quickly, one minute it seemed like all was calm and lovely, and the next it was tears and agony.
"I love you," he tells her softly, "So much, more than anything in this world," and Regina’s dark eyes roll to him and glare hatefully.
OH, UM … GREETINGS, TRAVELER. I SEE YOU’VE RETURNED FROM THE VALLEY OF GROCERIES. I WAS JUST TAKING A STROLL UPON THE WHITE ROAD. YOU KNOW, THE ONE THAT RUNS FROM THE KINGDOM OF FLUSHES TO THE RUGWOOD.
IT’S A VERY NEW ROAD, MAYBE YOU HAVEN’T HEARD OF IT.
I CAN SEE YOU’RE IN A HURRY. PERHAPS I’LL JUST DART OFF UNDERNEATH COUCH MOUNTAIN FOR A BIT UNTIL THE STORM IN YOUR EYES HAS PASSED.
YES. YES I THINK THAT’S BEST.
Here’s to dads.
yay! on a better definition even if my scanner still hates me…
What I love so much about this photoset and the shots of him in that scene is that as utterly brilliant an actor as Chris Colfer is, when he’s laughing HARD, it is so clearly Chris Colfer laughing, not Kurt Hummel.
AND I LOVE THAT!!!
And OMG the expression on his face in the two bottom frames! Oh Kurt Hummel, you are perfection.
AU: In which Blaine actually is a senior and we get to see Kurt and Blaine plan their future together.
Because every royal needs to learn the basics - and who else could teach them better than Julie Andrews?
in which blaine goes to spy on the warblers