the swagon
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All I Ever Wanted by SpikedCoffee
Life with Derek || Dasey: Derek Venturi/Casey McDonald
“Okay, hold your ponies Princess, I’ll stay,” he said with a grin. Casey relaxed against her pillows and turned her attention to the news on TV. Derek moved over to ‘his’ seat nest to her bed. He glanced over at her. At the time he was planning on a mere glance and retreat, but at the sight of her all dolled up he couldn’t help a stare for an age.
Casey could feel his eyes on her; she could feel her blush starting at the back of her neck and moving to her ears and cheeks. It felt as if his fingertips were tracing her features. Derek was ‘tracing’ her features but only with his eyes, much to his chagrin. He followed over the planes of her cheeks to her long lashes, finally landing on her conservatively glossed lips. They looked plump and beyond kissable. Derek inhaled sharply. He turned his eyes to the TV, hoping to get his mind off of the downright kiss-worthy Casey sitting next to him.
After she felt her eyes leave her face, Casey took a gander and the young man next to her. His hair stylishly messy; his eyes locked purposefully on the screen. His jaw seemed wired shut and there was a vain in his neck that seemed to be throbbing erratically. He was on edge. She had seen this look many a time. He got it before a game, usually before his regular bouts of vomiting. “Are you alright? You seem tight in a way.” She looked at his with genuine concern.
Derek closed his eyes for a second, preparing himself for the sight before him, he turned to her.
His eyes opened to face her concerned ones; worry evident in the deep pools of blue. Derek cleared his throat and shifted in his seat before answering.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just had a rough practice last night.”
She gave him a look that said 'not buying it Venturi!’ She was the only one besides Marti who could see through his lies.
Derek hung his head and pinched the bridge of his nose. He contemplated telling her how beautiful she looked. He decided to try lying better. He turned his attention to the TV. He dropped his shoulders and slumped back in the chair.From All I Ever Wanted by SpikedCoffee
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i know its the mets, but this is the coolest shit i’ve ever seen a human being do
Wtf????
Smoove with it too
This is the kind of shit you see in anime that shows that a certain character is stronger than other characters.
“Pathetic. You can’t even hold the bat you dare step to the plate? Have you no respect for the sport?”
reminds me of this gif
Baseball players are to be feared
Reblogging for the last one
^Same for me
They just kept getting progressively more “woah”
much woah
Oh my god this is a lucky universe
every time this post comes around, my favorite part is the “I know it’s the Mets” qualifier at the beginning lmao like how baseball that this zillion note posts starts with “sorry for putting this hellteam on your dash, bUT”
(via gucci-mom)
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Starting the day with an Otter
Oh. My. God.
It’s like a cat snake and I want an army of them
(via perks-of-being-chinese)
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“all star” by smash mouth, but only using the sounds and beats on my synth (and also anthony “ten second songs” vincent on some other instruments) these titles are getting too long
(via perks-of-being-chinese)
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McGonagall: What did you do?
Fred: Okay, we’ll tell you, but you can’t get mad at us.
McGonagall: What. Did. You. Do.
George: Well first we were just minding our own business-
McGonagall: *slams hands on table* BULLSHIT!
George: WE WERE!
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Today a 27-year-old man I was taking care of in the hospital asked if I could help him get boosted up in his hospital bed because, and I quote, “You look strong. Like, you look like you could take a motherfucker out.”
That is the most flattering thing that a patient has ever said to me, and I’m counting the little old lady who told me my eyebrows were beautiful, and the very deaf old German man who yelled at me that I was “WONDERFUL!!! MADE BY GOD TO BE A NURSE!!!!!”
#OP IS A BUFF NURSE W/ KILLER EYEBROWS
DAMN FUKKIN STRAIGHT I AM
I also have beautiful skin, according to three separate little old ladies on three different nights. And if three little old ladies say so, it must be true.
(via askr-deactivated20230503)
