"Fantasy and reality often overlap." - Walt Disney
John Hamish Watson. Hamish. You said that. How could you know his middle name? No one does. He hates it.
Lupita aka actual Disney Princess
i’m not gonna pretend i’m above wanting people to use the names of my favourite charactes as nicknames for me
allison isn’t sure how this started, how casual flirtation became a countdown on his work calendar scribbled in black ink — (2 months until 18! 6 weeks! 13 days!) — never without a smiley face to back it up.
she isn’t sure why this started, why every time he smiled in her direction her stomach became a butterfly sanctuary and she could barely speak.
she isn’t sure when it happened, when his careful doting after he found her aunt’s body turned into nights spent talking about everything and nothing long after the sheriff’s department became a ghost town turned into close calls with her hand on his chest and his fingers gripping at whatever was strong enough to keep them out of her hair.
but answers didn’t matter. questions were unimportant. all that mattered was the comfort and the waiting and the respect and the happiness both of them managed to find in each other.
“How could I have got him so wrong?”
this is terrifying and beautiful at the same time
actual asshole cat (x)