i-wanna-be-toms-body-pillow:

lokiwholockfactory:

i-wanna-be-toms-body-pillow:

lokiwholockfactory:

the-haven-of-fiction:

Why is he like this.

*SLAPS HIS FACE*

LoWho is feeling violent again!

HIS FACE INFURIATES ME

Might I be able to finally watch a LoWho meltdown in real time?? We are expecting 12-24 inches of snow in my area over the next three days, so, as long as I have power…

if tom puts on a santa suit and sings christmas songs in japanese in the next 30 mins, i may lose my temper

*side-eyes Havie*

the-haven-of-fiction:

lokiwholockfactory:

the-haven-of-fiction:

lokiwholockfactory:

@the-haven-of-fiction 

@i-wanna-be-toms-body-pillow help me havie is bullying my dash

Then he and I would both be Energizer Buddies if we were spouses. 💋💋💋💋

May I offer this excerpt from “The Haven”…

I darted around the short file cabinet in order to put a barrier between us.

“Is too much to ask you to do it just because you love me?” I asked shakily. The voice. The voice was going to kill me. And that infuriating eyebrow!

He halted his advance and his eyes settled on my lips.

“No. Now give us a cuddle.”

It had been several days since he’d told me that he loved me for the first time. I had yet to reply in kind and I was immensely relieved that he hadn’t mentioned that to me. I didn’t know how long those butterflies were going to hang around my tummy, but I wanted to enjoy every second they did.

“Eyes up, Thomas.”

“Kiss me first, my demanding little prickly pear. You haven’t kissed me since I walked through the doors this morning.”

I snorted at him.

“That was barely an hour ago, pal. Better to spread out your daily allotment.”

He hadn’t moved his gaze yet.

I licked my lips without realizing it. Almost.

Even from across the desk, I could see his pupils dilate.

How was it possible that his voice could get any more tantalizing?

“An hour, a day, a minute ago: all too long and unacceptable. Would you deny a starving man, would you –“

“Daily allotment??”

I laughed at the horror in his voice.

“You just interrupted yourself, you loon.”

He frowned and ran a hand through his curls.

“What are you, the Kisses Welfare Office? Passing out a meager helping to the needy and ignoring their desperate pleas for another mouthful?”

I snorted again at his choice of word.

“Since you’re looking at my eyes now, I’d say this portion of the conversation is over.”

I yelped when he made a leap over the file cabinet and grabbed my hips before I could get away.

“Not if I say it isn’t, you irritating creature. Stop squirming and kiss me.”

He spun me around and put one hand on the small of my back while the other rested gently on my neck.

“Don’t close your eyes, sweet girl,” he whispered.

>_>