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clotpolesonly replied to your post “¤â¤â¤â¤â¤â¤ðŸ’•”

honestly i just fucking love that hug. it kills me, i mean LOOK at that. it’s so tight and desperate. the only Jydia we got to see on the show was kinda fucked up tbh but they had the potential to be better, and with hugs like that?? there was something real under there T_T

The relationship was pretty awful in season one but honestly both of -them- were awful in season one, and look how much Lydia has evolved since then. From a totally self-involved, image obsessed girl that “doesn’t date losers” to the point that it became a complex for Jackson, who made out with Scott ––Allison (and Jackson) be damned –– just because he scored a few points in lacrosse, to a brave and selfless, strong character.

Jydia in season two was just honestly beautiful, that whole arc, and the love there was so strong. (I mean… 

…look at that gif and the emotions there, the way they hold each other, and compare it to the St*dia reunion in the most recent season. The emotions and connection here are just… so much stronger).

And imagine how much they could have grown together and how epic they could have become, especially after the payoff of Jackson’s s2 arc and what it meant for his sense of self, and their relationship.

They’re still easily my Lydia-TP. I love them.

Fallen Angels Saving Grace

Author: @riversong-sam

Request: @fayemenelmir said:

Okay. Request… hmmm…. A little Lucifer x Reader based on the Song Fallen Angel by Three Days Grace? :D That’d be awesome.

Word Count: 321 (With Lyrics)

Parings: Lucifer x Reader

Warnings: 

A/N: I hope you enjoy this! Feedback is greatly appreciated.

“Lucifer!” you shook him trying to wake him from his nightmare.
“Lucifer open your eyes!” cold blue eyes stared at you full of fear, anger, pain and other swirling emotions.
“I’m here baby I’m here.” You stroke his cheek.
“How can I take the pain away?” you whisper.
A fallen angel, in the dark
Never thought you’d fall so far
Fallen angel, close your eyes
I won’t let you fall tonight
Fallen angel

“Just don’t leave me alone.” He whispers pulling you to him.
“I’m not going anywhere Luci,” you kiss his chest. It hurt you to see him this way. He was your soulmate and him hurting was killing you.
“Talk to me my love. I’m here let me in.”
You do it all for my own protection
You make me feel like I’ll be okay
Still I have so many questions
How do you stay so strong?
How did you hide it all for so long?
How can I take the pain away?
How can I save,

Lucifer cracks he couldn’t bear this pain alone anymore. He knew you weren’t weak but he didn’t want you to have to bear his monsters with him. He tells you about the cage and his fall.  
By the times he’s done you’re both crying.
“I’m so sorry baby,” You whisper kissing him softly pouring your love into the kiss. You needed him to know how much you loved him. He needed to know he wasn’t alone any longer. That you were here and you’d catch him when he fell.
A fallen angel, in the dark
Never thought you’d fall so far
Fallen angel, close your eyes
I won’t let you fall tonight
Fallen angel, just let go
You don’t have to be alone
Fallen angel, close your eyes
I won’t let you fall tonight
I was right beside you
When you went to hell and back again
I was right beside you

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â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“ - John’s Blog

John! Heyy!!! I’m coming after you today! Yay! Soo, I have a question! Why did you stop referring to Lestrade as â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“ and start to call him by name?

Oh yeah… You only call him by name after Sherlock jumped off Bart’s… Well damn, John. Either you stopped protecting his identity, or, the blog isn’t real after the ‘Hello Boys!’ post, and it’s all in Sherlock’s mind from there. (I have more evidence tucked away here)

So we start at the ASiP post:

Nothing unusual here. John is protecting Lestrade’s identity, it’s all fine.

He does it again in TGG post:

And, I can only think in the Aluminium Crutch post, this is Lestrade as well:

See? It’s all fine. Everything is fine, they can hardly reveal the identity of the man who’s helping them at Scotland Yard.

That is until, The Orient Express post… The 6th post after Sherlock’s death:

Oh look… You mentioned Lestrade, by name. Like everyone knows who he is, yet, Lestrade as a name is never mentioned on the blog before this.

So John just stopped using â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“, for some reason? It is never used again and from here, Greg is all that is said. Not even Lestrade: 

So, why John? Why stop using â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“ to protect peoples names, not just Lestrade’s?

Is it because the blog hasn’t actually been written by you since TRF? Because we’re still there? Is the blog really just what Sherlock wrote in his mind before he fully slipped into dreams and stopped writing it? Because Sherlock does know Lestrade’s name, we know that. (Especially if you think S3 is EMP as well as S4). So what’s stopping Sherlock from writing Lestrade’s name down, when the blog isn’t real at all, after a certain point? That’s right, nothing is. It’s easier to just say Lestrade’s name than using â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“.

So, if you didn’t believe me before about John’s blog… Does this sway you? Because it just seems like conclusive proof to me. Or it might not be and there could be a reasonable explanation to this but, I can’t see it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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piaememoriae replied to your post “clotpolesonly replied to your post “¤â¤â¤â¤â¤â¤ðŸ’•” …”

i mean if you romanticise abuse.. yikes

*extremely rolls eyes*

Alright, so first… I don’t know which side of the “abuse” you’re talking about, but whenever anyone tries to claim that poor, innocent Lydia was abused by her awful boyfriend in season one it honestly makes me laugh. Lydia was a nightmare in season one, her attitude and behavior emotionally abusive and triggering many of Jackson’s insecurities and counter-actions. Ex: he needed to be team captain, he needed to keep up with Scott, he needed to be a werewolf because she was all he had to hold onto and her consistent refrain was “if you’re not good enough, I’ll drop you for someone better in a heartbeat.”

That’s not to say Jackson was better. But Lydia was objectively a terrible person at the start of the show: cold and self-absorbed, completely disregarding everyone else’s feelings –– even those of the people she supposedly cared about –– for her own goals. And if you agree that Lydia has been able to grow from that and become a likable character you want to root for, as I do, then why not Jackson? Why not Jydia?

Now let’s jump back a little. I didn’t say I supported Jydia in season one. (And there’s a whole other argument about why it is alright to ship toxic ‘ships, which is true, that I’m not going to even get into at the moment because that’s not what this is.) There were enjoyable elements there, layered between a lot of fucked up behaviors on both ends, but season one Jydia was not a good relationship. Jydia in season two, though, was all about the growth of their relationship, the hidden depths that we only catch glimpses of, and the potential of their relationship along with the powerful, world-altering love that existed on both ends. They held each other together in their darkest moments. Lydia loved Jackson enough to risk being torn apart by him as a kanima, and Jackson loved her back enough that it solidified his identity. And that, to me, is incredibly beautiful.

I’m not in any way saying to forgive your abusers, or to stay in a toxic relationship. I’m saying that characters can grow and relationships can evolve, and the show canonically showed both of these characters growing, highlighting issues that caused them to act the way they did in season one and working through them –– Lydia more than Jackson, since she stayed in the show longer, but I also think it’s also notable that I didn’t actually like Lydia, as a person, until 3A. There were moments that I felt for her, yeah, or enjoyed scenes with her, but I didn’t actually like her in any significant way until that moment when she refused to cover up the marks on her throat. That was the first time that I actually found myself thinking “you know, alright. I like her now.” and she became one of the show’s most enjoyable characters to me throughout 3 & 4. Jackson didn’t have that same opportunity because of Colton leaving, but I saw the potential for it, and such potential in this relationship of two damaged people finding strength in themselves and each other, learning to recognize the value of themselves and each other. “Master Plan” was such a turning point for both them as characters and their relationship as a whole, and to see them take the foundation laid down in that episode and use it to grow into a truly supportive, honest, healthy relationship could have been truly extraordinary.

And if you don’t see that happening like I do, or just don’t like the ship, then that’s fine. But don’t say that I’m romanticizing abuse because that’s got fucking nothing to do with why I love this pairing.

Highlights not golden but blue

Author: @riversong-sam

Request: @carry-on-my-akward-son said:

Could you do a fluffy Samandriel one shot? 🍄

And

@amanda-marie-1997 said:

Please some Samandriel fluff? I don’t even care what they do I just need some long fluffy Samandriel and reader relationship. Well I just dyed my hair with like blue highlights and if you could incorporate Samandriel thinking they’re cute and silencing any insecurities I may have about how it looks. Basically I just need lots and lots of compliments from Sammy.

Word Count: 379 

Parings: Samandriel x Reader

Warnings: fluff

A/N: I hope you enjoy this! Combined two requests for fluffy Samandriel Feedback is greatly appreciated. Gosh I suck ass this has been on my list forever I’m so sorry I’m slow.

You’d been dating Samandriel for a while. He was the sweetest man you’d ever come across and were so lucky to have him. He’d been away in heaven on business a week now and in that time you’d recently dyed your hair. You were worried that your angel wouldn’t like your new style. Most woman with highlights did blonde but you’d seen this color and fell in love, deciding to try it on yourself. You were very happy with it and hoped that Samandriel would like it as well.

At the flutter of wings and a call of your name from downstairs you bite your lip nervously and call out to him.

“Bedroom Sammy!”

He’s up in a flash sweeping you into his embrace and peppering your face in kisses making you giggle.

“I’ve missed you so much my love.”

“I’ve missed you too,” You smile up at him as he plays with your hair in thought.

“You dyed it?”

“Yes please don’t hate it,” You rush out afraid of what hell say. 

“I don’t hate it. I think it suits you. Its very beautiful just like you,” he kisses your nose.

You relax into him, “You think so? Its not too much?”

“No (Y/N). I think its perfect.”

You smile it’d been silly to think he would not like it. He loved you and whatever made you happy made him happy.

“So love tell me about your time away,” You say plopping back on your shared bed. Smiling he lays next to you playing with your hair as he tells you about his week. After he’s finished you tell of yours and your decision to do your hair.

“If you like it I like it my love,” He smiles tucking a lock of hair behind your ear.

“Now how about I cook us dinner and then draw us a nice hot bubble bath. How does that sound babe?”

You grin kissing him, “That sounds heavenly.”

Samandriel laughs, “One heavenly meal and relaxing bath from your heavenly host coming right up.”

You laugh, “I love you.”

“I love you too (Y/N),” he kisses you then heads downstairs.

After dinner the two of you share that bubble bath. You relax against him happy to have him home with you again.

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@norowarerumono replied to your post “¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦ Kanda Yuu and Hisoka Morow have the same birthday, on…”

So close to the number of the beast… But in Kanda’s case it’s probably because of Mugen.

kjdhf I know we joke about that in the hxh fandom since, well, Hisoka may just as well have crawled out of hell all by himself and hadn’t really been born -

But for Kanda, he doesn’t deserve it, except if it’s to say that the Second Exorcist Project was Hell which. True. 

But also i don’t think the date itself is that hugely associated with it…

However, what do you mean by “because of Mugen”? :O I’m really curious now i feel like i’m missing an info :O

Birine karşı kusur işlesek, bunu hemen suratımıza vurur. Hatamızı söyler, azarlar..
Yalan mı ??

Pekii, Onca kusurumuza ve günahımıza rağmen bizim kusurlarımızı örten, 
bizlere tövbe için fırsat veren,
Bunca asiliğimize rağmen rızkımızı kesmeyen rabbimizi ne kadar anıyoruz ?
ne kadar farkındayız ?
Şükrediyor muyuz ?
Teşekkür ediyor muyuz ?

Birazdan ezan okunur, davete icabet etmek gerek, şükretmek gerek…

Elhamdulillah ala kulli hal

Lââââ ilâhe illallahu vahdehu lâ şerîke leh lehü'l mülkü ve lehü'l hamdü ve hüve alâ külli şey'in kadîr

Letting You Know

Author: @riversong-sam

Word Count: 132

Parings: Jared x Reader

Request: @impalaimagining-mainblog asked:

I think it’s prompt list 7, the prompt is “You know when your phone buzzes, it means I’m trying to talk to you, right?” And if you do RPF, Jared please :) if not, Dean is perfectly fine 😁 ♥️

Prompt: You know when your phone buzzes, it means I’m trying to talk to you, right?

A/N: Feedback is greatly appreciated.

You stalked off to the green room where you knew Jared was. He wasn’t answering his texts and you need to talk to him.

“Jared Padalecki.” You said walking into the room getting oos and uh oh he’s in trouble from Rich and the other cast.

“Baby hey.” He trail off seeing your face.

“You know when your phone buzzes, it means I’m trying to talk to you, right?” You asked placing your hands on your hips.

“Sorry (Y/N).”

“You’re gonna be read them.”

He pulled out his phone and read the texts you sent. He looked up wide eyed and about dropped his phone he was shaking so hard.

“You’re.. we’re.. I’m” he sputtered as Jensen made him sit fearful he’d tip over from shock.

“You’re pregnant?!”

You giggled, “Surprise babe.”

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Episode 4 Replies

Man, Spore is a lot harder than I remembered it being. How hard can it be to be a damn military city? Anyway, some replies now, the rest later when I’m surer there’s none left.


@jackssims replied to your photo “Divided. i.e. in a part in which several musicians normally play…”

The bold on execution tho ��

Foreshadowing taking to its most literal level: putting a bold shadow in the forefront

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B-day Challenge

First pick one of the following and tell me what one you want me to do another part to. (VOTE BY ASK)

Brought Back alone (Mick)

Ketch Drabble #1

Sam Drabble #28

2nd. Im doing another challenge!! Yay!

Sam’s 20th bday / 1300 (Ish) follower celebration Â

Send me an ask or im to enter. Preferably asks please so I can keep track LIKES/ Reblogs WON’T COUNT. Tell me your first pick and a back-up just in case it already has someone has your first.

Rules:

1.    Following me is nice but not required

2.    I prefer reader inserts but you may do ships as well just let me know your paring.  

3.    The entry can be part of an already existing series you have, the beginning of a new series, or whatever you want.

4.    Can Be One Of The Following Fandoms: (Supernatural, NCIS (original), Criminal Minds, Castle, JAG, The Mentalist, House, Sherlock, Psych, The Night Shift, Hawaii Five-O, Without a Trace, Unforgettable, Flashpoint, Leverage, or The Pretender) (These are most of the fandoms im in and would potentially read. Though I’m 98% SPN lol)     

5.    Send an ask with your fandom (only from above) and either a song or a theme. Send a backup in case yours gets chosen Â

6.    Can be NSFW, or whatever just tag accordingly

7.    . Deadline for this challenge will be Nov. 1, 2017

8.    Tag me and Use tags #Sams20thbdaycelebration and #Sams1300followerchallange

9.    If you need an extension on the deadline let me know

  I will reblog your post if and when I’ve seen it, When all is said and done I’ll post them all in one big Masterlist! If you don’t get a reblog within a few days, please shoot me an ask or IM and ask me what’s up!

Thank you all for following and supporting me!!

Below are a list of songs/themes you can choose from. (2) people per item is the limit. Incorporate your song/ theme into the fic somehow. Not just have it in the background. You don’t have to choose from both categories.

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His Knight Chap. 7

His Knight Masterlist

Author: @riversong-sam

Summary: Welcome to the land of Elara, a kingdom split in three run by the Winchester royal family. (Y/N) (Y/N/L) is a young woman who wants to be a knight. Will she achieve her dream? Join them on a journey of love and betrayal.

Word Count: 435

Parings/ characters: Sam x Reader, John x Mary, Dean x OFC yet to be named, Cas, Lucifer, Gabriel, Chuck, Cain

Warnings: AU

A/N: Feedback is greatly appreciated. This fic has a special tag list by request! READ OTHER PARTS FIRST!

The ride back to the palace was tense. Sam had some cloth pressed against your wounded shoulder trying to stop the bleeding.

“You shouldn’t have done that.”

“Sam its my job to protect you.” You hiss in pain as he applies more pressure to your wound.

“It shouldn’t have to be. You shouldn’t have had to do anything.”

“A hurt solider is better than a dead king Sam,” You tell him softly.

“If it were anyone else but you sure.”

“Sam I am your knight. I serve you that is my job. That includes protecting you at my own expense.”

He doesn’t like the answer but doesn’t get to comment as he’s rushed into the castle by other guards the second the carriage arrives.

**

“Sam! What happened? Are you alright?” Mary frets over him.

“I’m fine mother I need to get to (Y/N).”

“What do you mean Sam? What happened?”

“She’s hurt mom. Stabbed in the shoulder.”

Mary gasped, “John send for her.”

John nodded he knew the time had come to tell you and Sam of your heritage. The love he saw in Sam’s eyes was the same torch he held for his boys mother. There was no stopping it.

**

One of the royal doctors had you in his care when John came down himself with Cain and some other guards.

You stand, “Your Majesty,” you bow despite the pain you’re in.

“Doctor is she cleared to move?” John asks before directing you.

After a clear yes sir from the doctor he addresses you, “(Y/N) you’re going to need to come with me please.”

Your eyes widen at his sullen tone. Had you done something wrong? You protected Sam like you were supposed to.

“You’re not in trouble young one.” He soothed your fears as he took you up to Sam and Mary.

“(Y/N) are you alright? Here sit down.” Sam practically carries you to a chair.

“I’m fine Sam.” You soothed softly unaware of three sets of eyes watching your interaction.

When the two of you finally did become well of the others in the room you mumbled a soft apology embarrassed.

Mary smiled softly, “No need for apologizes (Y/N).”

You look up at her confused. You didn’t understand you were just a peasant girl.

“Sam, (Y/N) there’s something you need to know,” John begins.

“Please know you were both kept in the dark for your safety (Y/N),” Mary adds softly.  

“Mom please you’re scaring us,” Sam squeezes your hand.

“Sam sit down.” John orders gently “Trust me you’ll want to.”

Sam obeys looking between his parents.

“(Y/N) you’re a princess.”

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beannysiegel replied to your post “¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦im feeling a slight urge to play sims for the first…”

a few months ago i suddenly had the urge and i played from like 9pm to 11am the next morning and for like 3 days after and then suddenly the urge went away and i didn’t play again, the sims is like nothing else on earth, an addiction that burns so hot and then fades away in an instant.. Remarkable

that being said: DO IT!!!!!!!!

THE JOKE’S ON ME technology decided to save me from myself

apparently I haven’t played in over a year since I got a new computer and uh, sims 3 and the graphics card in my computer do not get along, apparently. I can get the menu screen to open but when I hit play it doesn’t actually open, it just crashes

the internet tells me there are fixes for specific incompatible graphics cards but I was kind of just like …….yeaaahhhhh this is a sign. my urge was not that strong. I have been saved from myself

Don’t Need To

Author: @riversong-sam

Word Count: 72

Parings: Sam x Reader

Request: @lonelyangelstardis asked:

4. You don’t need to protect me. (from ask list 1) with Sam please?

Prompt: You don’t need to protect me.

A/N: Feedback is greatly appreciated. Help Get Me To VanCon See This post Here

Anything helps.

I’m a big girl Sam!

I don’t care (Y/N).

You don’t need to protect me!

Sam sighed and took your hand, Just because I don’t need too, doesn’t mean I don’t want to. (Y/N) I love you I cant lose you.

You ran your thumb over his knuckles, I’m sorry I yelled.

It’s ok you were just mad.

You smile and kiss him softly. You just had to remember he meant well.

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Ygo Fic-a-thon day 1

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Is everyone ready? Cause I am! Day 1 is Salon Au. Yugi works as a hairdresser in Armarna Pharos’ salon He’s been crushing on her twin, Atem. One day Armarna shoves Atem off onto Yugi, as she’s too busy to cut his hair.

Also tried to post this twice before this. Tumblr stopped responding, and I’m too done to clean this up. I apologize, but I’ll have this cross posted to my AO3 account.


“Hello, Handsome.” Came a masculine voice. It wasn’t too deep or too high. Oddly, it was soothing in tone. “Your hair is just so soft and silky! Please tell me you’re my next client! I’d love to work with your hair. It’s my favorite type!”

                â€œThank you.” He murmured softly. His chair was spun around quickly. The stylist was about his height, give or take an inch. His eyes were wide violet orbs. From his close vantage point, Atem could see he wore a little mascara. It didn’t look ridiculous on him and Atem started to calm. He wore kohl eyeliner and would steal Amarna’s mascara too. At least they had one thing in common. “H-hi. I’m Atem. Armarna’s my twin, and she can’t do my hair today.”

                â€œAh, Boss Lady’s brother. She didn’t tell me you were cute. I’m Yugi, by the way.” Atem blushed as his hands fiddled with his ultramarine blue cat eye glasses. He took them off, folding them down so he could hold them easier. “You can sit your glasses on my shelf. Can’t have hair spray getting on them, can we?”

                â€œO.k.”

                â€œWhat does Mar usually do to your hair?”

                â€œShe washes it for me, then trims it, and straightens it for me.” Yugi nodded as his hands sank into Atem’s hair again.

                â€œHow short does she trim it? An inch or two?” Atem’s expression turned confused. “Does she trim about this much or more?” Yugi held out his pointer finger, his thumb resting against the first crease.

                â€œAbout that much.”

                â€œCan I trim it up a little more than that, and style it differently?” He nodded as he stood to follow the other to the sinks. “I like shaggy looks, but it’s not you, Handsome. I wanna see how you’d look with your hair spiked like mine.”

                â€œO.k. I like spikes.” Yugi smiled. Atem smiled shyly back as he settled into the plush black chair. He held his feet out so the other could push a foot rest under them. He leaned back. He hummed as he waited for the water to warm up.

                â€œI know you and Boss Lady are Egyptian, so how did you two end up here?”

                â€œAlab came to the US for collage. He met and fell for Momma, and she went back to Egypt with him after school. We lived there until Armarna and I were 15. It was obvious I wasn’t interested in girls and our parents were not allowing Armarna to be pressured into any marriage. So we came back here, where I wouldn’t be arrested for my sexuality, and my sister wouldn’t be forced to be bride in an abusive marriage.”

                â€œYeah, I can understand that. I’m bisexual as I think everyone’s beautiful. I emigrated from Japan when I came over for beauty school. I wanted to be able to marry my chosen life partner, no matter what gender or sexuality they are. I want everyone we meet to know they’re mine and I’m theirs.” Atem hummed. He was growing more and more relaxed as Yugi washed his hair. Experienced fingers scratched around his scalp, hard enough to knock stubborn dirt loose, but not enough to hurt.

                It was too soon that he as wrapping his hair in a towel. He followed after him, going back to his original chair. Yugi tossed the smock around him. He smiled at the chibi Dark Magicians against the dark violet. A brush went through his damp hair. He closed his eyes, letting the snip of scissors relax him more. Yugi smiled as he went near boneless under his hands. His heart clenched.

                He’d been crushing on his boss’ twin since he had first seen the man. He had begged Armarna for months to let him cut her twin’s hair. He frowned as he realized he was almost done. All he had to do now was put in the gel. He sighed softly. Hopefully Atem liked it or him enough to come back. He glanced over to Armarna. His eyes got big.

                â€˜Ask my brother out already!’ Was written on her lighted mirror in her trademark vintage red lipstick. Yugi blushed, but nodded. When Armarna told you to do something, you do it, or she silently judges you. No one could handle her judging them. Yugi had seen her do it to others, and had vowed to never be on the receiving end.

                â€œThank you, Yugi. I really like it!” Atem said as he stood. His hair was shorter than he was used to, and gelled, but his spikes were tasteful. They curved back, following the natural fall of his hair. Yugi grinned behind him. “What do I owe you?”

                â€œHow about a date? I’ve been crushing on you since I saw you a few days after I started. And you don’t owe me anything for the haircut.”

                â€œYou really want to date me? I-I’m not real-“

                â€œYou’re sweet, cute when embarrassed, and I love the sound of your laugh. I love when a man can wear his glasses right, and you’re the only one who makes cat eyes sexy. I think you’re the bees knees. I do really want to date you. I think Armarna wants you to date me too.” Atem turned as he slipped his glasses on. He thought he’d have a reprieve from his blush, but it just got darker as he saw his twin’s mirror.

                â€œAlright, if you’re sure.”

                â€œI am, Handsome.” Yugi grinned as he kissed his cheek. “Swing by Friday, and we’ll have dinner after my shift?” Atem nodded as he smiled.