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[angelgazing]

I finally managed to write something for the cuddling meme! But I Still Think That We're In Love. Arthur/Eames and a typical morning. Um. It is ridiculous. But cuddling.

Title totally stolen from, uh, IDK, I was listening to Darren Criss at the time and really just wanted to go to bed. But this is a totally important point, okay: Darren Criss is too awesome for words. I'm blind from the heart eyes!

I was going to try a little Puck/Kurt thing next, but IDK, you guys. I have the hardest time with Glee fic. WHY IS IT SO HARD?

Um. Um. WHAT DO YOU THINK I SHOULD WRITE NEXT?

Comments

[tlaina.livejournal.com]

I KNOW. I. KNOW. Dude, any of the pics of him and his son just make me melt because I love seeing pictures where it's totally obvious that a parent thinks their child is the greatest thing in the universe, celebrity or not. My heart grows 50,000 times every time I see a picture of him with his son, cat, or dogs, I swear. SERIOUSLY. HOW IS HE EVEN REAL?

[angelgazing.livejournal.com]

GOD, I THINK MY OVARIES LEGIT EXPLODED WHEN I SAW THE PICTURES OF HIM AND HIS SON. I just, THard is the most ridiculous, but he also just wants so much to be a good father, that you kind of can't help but swoon all over the place. Like the interview where he's all "I just want to provide a good life for my son!" And the one where he's on "dad duty" because Lewis had chickenpox? Ugh. It's okay, I wasn't really using those reproductive organs anyway.

[tlaina.livejournal.com]

I was cool until I saw the one of him and his son where the baby has his mouth latched onto the tip of Tom's nose. Then I seriously felt like my entire uterus just seized up and died from the adorable. Whenever interviewers bring up his past with drugs and stuff, I'm just like "Y U NO BRING UP BB?" because Tom always looks a little uncomfortable about the whole drugs thing (I don't blame him at all) but he gets all happy and adorbs when anyone brings up his son. If I try to have kids in the future and I'm told "Um...your ovaries seem to just be full of fluff and sunshine and happiness, so you're not going to be making babies," I'm going to know who to blame.