and he's going to do anything he can to make her his

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Like who he tryna kid though?

okay so since the DC cinematic universe is going with an older and more tired Bruce, I r e a l l y need an older and semi-retired Selina who just uses all of her fabulous illegally acquired wealth to like crash high-society parties and smirk at Bruce because he Knows, and she Knows He Knows, but he can’t do anything except clench his jaw in frustration. (and sometimes let her take him back to fabulous apartment for the night. or the weekend.)

and basically now she’s the eye-rolling but affectionate older sister of the rogues. Harley tries to rob this socialite at gunpoint one night and gets the shock of her damn life when Selina just sighs and asks if this is about “that clown boy”, then starts about how Harley can do better. has she met the plant girl? she seems nice.

she’s entirely unimpressed by everything Bruce does. she hears about him fighting a monster with an immortal princess and an alien and says “that’s cute.” she refers to the justice league as his book club whenever they’re in polite society just to watch his eye twitch.

she stops to chat with Alfred one night as she’s leaving the manor, and asks him if Bruce is ever going to think about proposing. Alfred sighs in his long-suffering way and says no, he doesn’t think that’s very likely. Selina gives him a wicked red lipstick smile and only says “good”; the sex is nice but she’s having way too much being a glamorous 40-something to settle down.

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Fake Dating AU? Fake Dating AU.

Papa Schnee has arranged political marriage plan for Winter if she’s still single by the end of the year, and Winter will do anything to avoid that–even if she has to pretend to be couple with her archenemy.

Qrow is in huge debt, being an alcoholic he is. He’s also never fond of certain Ice Queen. But with his neck on the line, and despite he doesn’t want to admit it (not to mention he has pride and popularity to keep), her proposal wasn’t exactly bad idea back then.

However, they’re not exactly convincing with the constant 8-year-old squabbles.

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Can we just take a minute to think about how if Aelin doesn’t survive book six, how heart broken Rowan is going to be?

Firstly, he will have lost his mate, the person who is his match in every way, the person who he loves more than anything- his Fireheart.
Secondly, he will probably be blaming himself for not doing something more to save her, he’ll be thinking of all the things he could have done differently and that maybe he didn’t do enough to save the women who he loves.
Thirdly, because he wants to honour Aelin and ensure all her plans are seen through, he will go back to Terrasen and rebuild it and become King, he will have to watch Lysandra and Aedion have children, and pretend they are his and Aelins, whilst actually being completely alone and thinking that it should have been him and Aelin for real.
Fourthly, he will have to see Aelin’s face all the time, but he’ll know that isn’t really her, and that makes the healing process for him even harder.
He’ll spend his immortal life, hundreds, maybe thousands of years missing her and mourning the loss of her, and even though he probably wants to die just to see her again, he wouldn’t leave Terrasen until he was sure that there were people who he could trust to take his place.

Essentially Rowan will have to mourn the loss of another mate, he will have to try not to fall into that pit of despair that he felt after Lyria, and this time he’ll have no one to walk that path back to happiness with.

😭😭😭😭

….you know it just occurred to me that in me2, garrus goes to the effort of dressing up just for shepard and their special moment together. from my recollection, no one else does that, and i’m not doing this to put other romance options to shame or anything, but it shows just how much garrus tries for her sake.

he didn’t have to dress up, but he did. he didn’t have to buy wine with all the money he could afford to spend, but he did. and the best part is; he didn’t watch any vids on how it should go. everything in that night was his own ideas. that’s all him just trying, hoping to make the night right for shepard; a night to treasure.

ideas for su character arcs that don’t suck/actually exist:

  • steven: deciding that he’s not going to be like his mother, even if he takes up her cause. rose hid things, she lied, she was a hypocrite, even if she was doing it for the greater good. steven decides he’s going to be open and honest, and he won’t put himself or anyone else on a pedestal.
  • pearl: identity crisis. she was a servant for thousands of years, then rose quartz’s right-hand gem for a few thousand more. but with rose gone, who the hell is she? pearl learns to define herself and have self-respect without taking destructive, damaging steps to make other people pay attention to her.
  • garnet: rose is gone, so garnet’s in charge. except… now garnet has to be the strong, confident leader. and she’s got no clue how the hell to do that. she can’t even vent about her grief or anything because she’s needs to be tough. that’s not healthy. garnet learns to be the leader without becoming emotionally isolated, learns to rely on others like they rely on her.
  • amethyst: amethyst is good enough as she is. amethyst was “made wrong” and “overcooked”, which affects her self-esteem pretty harshly. but even though she’s poorly-made she’s still a person with valid feelings, desires and goals. she learns that she is good enough as she is by virtue of just being - which is exactly rose’s point, anyway.
  • connie: learning to become a leader. i can honestly see connie becoming a leader of a human group who try to protect beach city from gem-related threats. like imagine connie bossing around lars, sadie, the cool kids, kiki, ronaldo, peedee, etc, and gaining a ton of confidence from it.
  • peridot: her whole learning about earth and being a nicer person thing, but without it derailing into her being a weirdo who doesn’t know anything. peridot learns to respect what earth can teach her and incorporates it into what she already knows, maybe even building herself new limb enhancers with her metal powers and earth tech!
  • lapis: can we please just have an exploration of trauma and recovery that doesn’t get turned into a joke……..
  • bismuth: learning to deal with her anger about rose’s actions and how much things have changed. i can sorta see her becoming a mentor to peridot? or something? idk.
  • jasper: i’m not wholly on board with the jasper redemption arc thing but the idea of jasper coming to respect the crystal gems and reconsider the ideals of the diamonds would be a really cool one! maybe she even helps out in some big eventual battle vs the diamonds and gets the status of “you’re not a crystal gem and you never will be but thanks for the help, you’re cool with us”.

you know what else I love about this scene?

that Daryl is physically smaller than Richard but will still kick his fucking assssssssssss without even thinking about it if he dares to go near Carol because nothing else matters when it comes to her. He will act to protect her and win that fight no matter what because it’s her ♥

and Richard is intimidated because he can see in Daryl’s eyes in the six seconds he has this confrontation with him that Daryl loves the total fuck out of this woman and will do anything to make sure she stays safe

yeah. 

fuck that’s cute.

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scout’s known in her dorm for getting the best care packages from home; everyone always comes to check out if there’s anything they can steal (toby usually includes a few extra packages of cookies for scout’s dormmates). toby also includes a note everytime, this one said:

hi baby, just a few things because you’ll be home for the holidays soon, but just so you don’t worry the twins didn’t help me make the cookies this time so there are FOR SURE no stickers in them. your dad says hi and he liked your last composition piece A LOT he told me to make sure i wrote that in all caps. ok have to go rooney’s doing something loudly upstairs, love you, bug, see you soon! mom

The Limerick Bard Makes a Friend

So first and foremost: Yes, this campaign is still going. Second: one of the GM’s friends joined in and rolled a paladin that is kind of like a classic samurai in attitude.

GM: [giving the rundown of the characters] He’s a druid and has a wolf as his animal companion. She’s the party rogue, formerly of the circus, and in training to become a thief-acrobat. His barbarian’s name is “Nectar”, pronounced “Nek-Tarr”. Don’t get it wrong. And he’s… a bard. He speaks entirely in limericks.

Paladin: Why?

GM: I didn’t want him to play a bard so I set an impossible standard for him to meet and he met it.

Paladin: Holy fuck that’s amazing.

[Fast forward to when we actually meet the paladin in game.]

GM: You come across the warrior in the clearing, surrounded by a ring of bandit corpses. She cleans off her single-edged sword and sheathes it with a practiced meticulousness. She hears your approach and rises from her station.

Paladin: The battle was long.
              I fear I killed far too much.
              Do not judge me. Please.

Nectar: This is a mighty warrior indeed! What do you call yourself? Will you fight with us?

Paladin: My name is Elya.
              Tell me: Do your cause be just?
              If so: I will fight.

Druid: We seek to kill necromancers and their undead legions. What cause can be more just than that?

Paladin: Stand with you, I will.
              So, in carnage, I shall bloom,
              Like flowers at dawn.

Bard: That verse, I know it true.
          I don’t mean to offend you,
          But would it be crime
          To call your rhyme
          The verse known as “haiku”?

DM: [Looks over at his friend] I swear, if you do this, you’re dead to me.

Paladin: You’re trained in your craft
              To recognize ancient form.
              I like you, indeed.

Bard (OOC): Booyah! Poetry prevails

DM: I am going to find an excuse to kill both of you, I swear.

I think it's pretty canon now
  • ***During Jaehee's route***
  • MC: I feel bad for Jaehee.
  • Zen: That's because Jumin is a jerk.
  • MC: He really shouldn't---
  • Zen: He's always making her overwork, like last year when he did that meerkat thing even though they were so busy?
  • MC: I didn't know---
  • Zen: Jumin has lots of projects that are non-profit and are all for de-stressing and giving something back to the community, and he takes them as seriously as he does the rest of his business.
  • MC: Ah, that's---
  • Zen: I seriously can't understand how Jumin manages to create more work, and it's not that he doesn't do anything, because he works just as much as everyone else, or possibly more, he's a workaholic and never gets enough rest!
  • MC: ...
  • Zen: Jumin, that jerk -_-
  • MC: I see you're close to Jaehee.
  • Zen: Hm? No, we don't speak much. She might talk to you since you're a girl.
  • MC: ...
  • Zen: Omg, look at the time! I gotta go. Byyye!
  • ***Zen leaves the conversation***
  • MC: ...;;;

Before Shepard, Garrus always thought human hands were odd - why so many fingers? Why the nails? Why so small?

But of course, Shepard had to go and change that when she made him fall in love with everything about her. Well, okay, she didn’t make him, but it damn well felt like it when you touch her hand for the first time in six months and realise just how much you’ve missed her, how much you’ve needed her, how you’d do almost anything to hold her hand again at any given moment.

He loves how soft her fingers are. He loves how nimble and tender they can be. He loves how there’s more of them to wrap between and around his own, how they manage to fit perfectly. He loves the way they can hold, clasp, drag and pull at his body. He loves how they can say things words can’t.

He holds her hand more than he probably should, but he doesn’t care, and neither does she.

anonymous asked:

Hi~~!! I would love to make a request if I may ^^ I'm not sure if this has or has not been asked but could you please make an imagine of how each RFA member reacts when finding out MC is ticklish?? Thank you very much <3

Zen

  • He’s going to use this to his advantage
  • If you’re having a small argument over anything he’ll start tickling you and then when you can’t talk he’ll say he won
  • It’s annoying
  • Even if you kick or scream when you get tickled he’ll just hold your legs together and keep tickling

Yoosung

  • It happened on accident
  • You were sitting on the couch and he walked up and hugged you around your neck
  • He was not expecting the bizzare mixture of laughter and screaming
  • It traumatized him
  • He always makes sure you know when he’s touching around your neck or anywhere else you’re ticklish

Jaehee

  • She uses it as a ward for when she needs to do work
  • Of course, that’s only for drastic situations, most of the time you can get her away from her work easily
  • Other than that, she doesn’t really tickle you because she knows it makes you unfomfortable
  • But she still will sometimes

Jumin

  • Like Yoosung, his intentions were not to tickle you
  • Quite surprsed when his touching you on the shoulder made you burst out laughing
  • He really likes hearing you laugh, so he finds out your most ticklish spots and tickles you >10 times a day

Seven

  • When he finds out your ticklish he literally makes this face ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
  • He surprise attacks you with tickles more than any person would
  • Like, Seven.  This is getting excessive
  • He’ll tickle you at your sides until your crying laughing on the floor

V

  • You didn’t think he was going to tickle you, you thought he was just wrapping his arms around your side, but no.  And now you were laughing hysterically on the floor
  • It was a happy surprise for him
  • Your laugh is so endearing and cute to him
  • If you’re ever acting melodramatic for no reason he’ll go up to you and just tickle you
  • Hella annoying, but he’s hella cute soo…

also now that Hak has reached the point where he’ll literally mumble “iloveyou” under his breath and Yona will be like “whuh did you say something” and he’ll be like “NO I DIDN’T SAY ANYTHING WAS SOMEONE TALKING. I SAID NOTHING. IT WAS YOU. TALKING TO YOURSELF” I hope it becomes a running gag now. Like I know it’s supposed to be tragic and romantic but i find it hilarious so keep doing that. Like:

Hak: omgiloveyou

Yona: Did you say you loved…?

Hak: I SAID OH MY GOD I LOVE…YOON’S COOKING. WE SHOULD HURRY UP AND RESCUE HIM. BECAUSE I’M HUNGRY. AND NEITHER OF US CAN FUCKING COOK.

Yona: We were going to rescue him regardless, Hak, it’s fine.

Hak: YEAH. IT’S FINE.

and then later:

Yona: *says to Hak she’ll protect him or that he can rely on her or any of the things that are guaranteed to make him spasm with joy*

Hak: ohgoditturnsmeonsomuchwhenyoudothatiloveyou

Yona: what?

Hak: I SAID IT…DOESN’T TURN ME ON WHEN YOU DO THAT. YOU’RE NOT GONNA MAKE ME LOVE YOU. SO STOP TRYING TO SEDUCE ME.

Yona: I’m not trying to seduce you, I’m just being sincere.

Hak: WELL GOOD. BECAUSE IF YOU WERE TRYING TO SEDUCE ME IT’S NOT WORKING. 

also can i cry for ten thousand years about how whenever lucifer is with chloe in this episode, he is gentle and supportive and reassuring and worried to find an answer, physically holds her and comforts her, is there for her when she wakes up, doesn’t do or say anything to hurt her, always puts his own feelings aside, is trying to be positive about their chances for saving her, never once again brings up his own anger or betrayal around her, and finally just quietly leaves, heartbroken, because he still has no belief at all that anything he has done for her matters or that it would make a difference

see, this is why they’ve allowed chloe to come so far. this is why she’s calling him and calling him and going to look for him and wants to start their relationship right where they left off and is ready to be together. lucifer has died multiple times and been tortured for her, and yet he has no belief at all that he is worthy of being loved or wanted. he’s exhausted, he’s done, he’s over, he’s at rock bottom. he’s been there for her for so long in ways she doesn’t know about at all. now she has to return the favor.

this is exactly the theme they’ve set up: proving that it’s real. lucifer has done his part, and right now, he’s thinking there was no point in it. that’s why it’s chloe’s turn to step up. she knows something is seriously wrong, she’s not going to stop until she finds out what, but she also has to come into the place of finally confronting the entire truth about who he is and who she is, and that is going to be MAJOR (and necessary) before they can reconcile.

(also can i point out in the scene with uriel, LUCIFER UNDERSTOOD IT WAS HIS CHOICE TO KILL HIM, he refused to accept that it was “just fate.” he took responsibility for it. now he’s gonna have to be taught how to do the same with chloe, but it was so much easier for him to take the guilt of an evil action rather than accept happiness for a good thing, and just stab me with a rusty spork it would hurt less.)

so yes. he’s fought for her so hard and so long. now it’s her turn.

i’m in so much pain but i need it bad.

jokes aside, can we just talk about bum killing or even helping kill jieun is 10 times worse because bum can relate to jieun. he was in her shoes once. catching themselves falling in love with sangwoo - his kindness, his sweet nature - only to find he’s anything but. entire perception of sangwoo’s character crumbling before their frantic eyes. jieun will go through the same bout of disbelief bum did, the same tears, the same fear for her life and while her pleas mirror his own, bum will have to kill her. he’s going to have to kill someone who was in the same shitty position he was months ago. that’s pretty huge.

The Outsiders Headcanons: Dallas when he is in love

This was requested a few times so I hope you enjoy!

-He doesn’t know how to express his feelings, especially since the feeling is caring for someone other than himself.

-He is terrified of it and often tries to push her away, only regretting it afterwards.

- He does small things like steal chocolate or bracelets from small corner stores as an attempt to give her a gift. He can’t afford it otherwise and doesn’t know how else to please her.

- “Dally where did you get the money for this?”

- “Does it matter?”

- Dallas hates when there’s an awkward silence between the two and will do anything to break it, including starting an argument. He has to have her attention somehow, even if it’s negative.

- Getting jealous over every little thing and making such a scene about it. Especially in public.

- Sometimes going to Pony and Johnny for advice on what to do or say when he’s unsure. He would never mention it to the other members of the gang, and even when he mentions it to Pony or Johnny he quickly changes the subject after he gets his answers as if he didn’t care much about it.

- Giving her his jacket when she’s cold but taking it back afterwards because he doesn’t realize that she wants to keep it.

- He’s stubborn X1283829292 he’s already unbelievably stubborn but it’s even more extreme.

- He likes to always be touching her, even if it’s just simply laying his hand on her lap.

- He always goes to her when he’s upset, he’d never make it known that he was upset but just hearing her voice and being in her presence would be calming enough for him to cheer up.

- Never, ever saying the words “I love you.” Those three words scare the life out of Dallas.

- Being extremely overprotective of her. He walks her home when it gets dark, and makes sure she’s always safe. He’d never admit to himself that it was for her wellbeing though, he was just convinced that it was merely part of his routine now.

- He often gets annoyed with himself for how head over heals he is, and he can do nothing about it.

-Getting annoyed with himself if he upsets her, worrying that he will mess everything up. He takes it out on himself in private though, he’d never admit to her that he knew he was wrong.

Originally posted by chipotole

Imagine #18: Are You Happy Yet?

Request: Hey can you make an angsty one shot with pan were he insults the reader in someway So the reader becomes different to satisfy pan (pan doesn’t know she’s trying) and he just feels weird cuz its not like the reader’s old self and the reader Continues to act different so pan won’t leave her cuz she’s afraid and pan finds out that she was doing it for him cuz of his insult and angst angst angst and the drama and then angst and then fluff 😂😂

Warnings: Swearing


It was another night in Neverland, the fire was burning bright and you were sitting with the lost boys chowing down on the meat you had caught that day. You were laughing at something Rufio had said when you accidentally shot water out of your nose. That started a whole new round of laughter and soon enough you and the boys made a game out of it.

You weren’t paying attention to anything that was going on around you, you were too busy enjoying yourself, but you looked up when you heard a scoff of disgust. Standing over you and the boys were Peter and Wendy. A smile was still plastered on your face and you could feel the water dripping down your chin, but you thought nothing of it when you waved at the two. Wendy’s face was coiled up with disgust as she whispered out an ew. It didn’t bother you, Wendy was always prim and proper so her reaction to how you were was nothing new. What bothered you was Peter looking to her then back at you before he shook his head, “That’s disgusting, Y/N.”

Everyone got quiet when he spoke, and you looked at him in surprise. Wendy tugged on his arm, and he looked over his shoulder at her and nodded before looking back to you, “You’re so much like a guy. Why can’t you be like Wendy? No wonder none of the lost boys try to hit on you.”

Your jaw dropped as he turned and walked away with Wendy. Peter had never said anything like that to you before, if anything he was the one who encouraged your behavior. It was the first time he had ever commented on it. You looked around at the boys and they seemed to be just as shocked as you. Rufio nudged you with his shoulder, “Don’t listen to him. I don’t know why he said it, but we think you’re pretty great. Much better than Wendy. You’re a lost boy, not a stupid girl.”

You nodded your head, but it still unsettled your stomach. You quickly wiped your face dry from the water and stood up, “I’m going for a walk,” you murmured before leaving the boys behind.

You hurried away from the camp trying to fight the tears that swelled in your eyes. You tried to convince yourself that there was no reason to cry, that Peter was just being an ass, but it still stung when you thought back to what he said and the look of disgust on his face. You stumbled over a log and fell to the ground effectively scraping your hands and knees, at that moment you let out a sob. You crawled over to the base of a tree and leaned up against it, allowing your tears to flow freely. You couldn’t believe Peter would be so hurtful. Why can’t you be like Wendy? You shook your head, Peter was the one who told you to embrace the boys, to fit in with them. He had told you Neverland was where you could be free and no stereotype would be forced upon you.

You let out a snort and wiped away your tears. Peter was your best friend, keyword being was. Up until Wendy came. Now it seemed like all he wanted was to spend time with her and be with her. It got on your nerves. It had taken you weeks to get Peter to even start talking to you, you had to fight for your right to be on the island, but Wendy comes and suddenly she has his full undivided attention.

You shook your head, wiping your tears you murmured, “Fine, you want me to be more like Wendy? Then I’ll be more like Wendy.”


The first thing the boys noticed was your hair. You had taken it out of the braid you constantly kept it in and let it flow freely over your shoulders. It shone in the morning sunlight, as if you had ran a brush threw it over a hundred times. It seemed to bounce and fall perfectly around your face as you observed the meal.

The next thing they noticed were your clothes. You traded your usual baggy pants and raggy shirt you for a pair of tights and the tank top you only wore for battle. Your feet that were constantly bare now wore a pair of boots that hiked up to your thighs.

The last thing they noticed was your face. It was completely spotless. Any dirt or blemishes you had from your adventures were gone. Instead the innocent speck of freckles you first had were back, your lashes appears longer, and your cheeks glowed red. There was no brown spot, no cuts, nothing.

Everybody was silent, unsure whether they should ask you about the sudden change in appearance or to leave you alone. You said nothing as you quietly grabbed a loaf of bread and found a log to sit on. You slowly picked it apart and ate a little bit at a time.

During this whole time Peter was observing from his tree house. He had seen you walked out of your tent through his window, and he was frozen from shock. He watched as you sat down and nibbled at your bread. Concern flashed through him as he saw you only ate a little before throwing the rest for an animal to eat. You didn’t get your usual plate and that worried him, especially with the kind of work you put yourself through.

He rushed down his ladder and walked over to you, “Y/N.” Glancing up you saw Peter standing over you, “Are you going to eat anymore?”

You simply shook your head, “No, I’m not really hungry this morning.”

Peter shifted uncomfortably, even the way you spoke was different. It was softer and lighter than before. “Y/N, are you okay?”

You stood up and gave a small smile, “I’m fine, Pan. I’m going to go start my chores for the day. If you need me you know where I’ll be.” And with that you walked away leaving Peter looking at you as you walked away, confused and paranoid.


Later that night at dinner you sat in your usual spot, but again the portions on your plate were a lot smaller than before. The boys adjusted to your change, not really paying it much mind they continued on with their usual antics. It was the same as the night before, just as it was every night. Except tonight you didn’t participate in their jokes, who could burp the loudest, or who could laugh the hardest. You just sat quietly and pushed your food around your plate. Someone shoved you in the shoulder, but you didn’t push back. When they tried to start the slap game with you, you just stood up and excused yourself before walking into your tent.

Once again Peter had observed the events and excused himself from his conversation with Wendy. He walked into your tent to see you sitting on your bed sniffling. “Y/N, what’s wrong?”

You glanced up and saw Peter at the entrance. You shook your head and quickly wiped your tears. “I’m fine, Pan. I’m just tired is all.”

Peter came and sat down on your bed and placed his hand on your knee, “You know you can tell me anything, right Y/N?”

You nodded, “I know I can, but there’s nothing wrong. Now if you don’t mind I’d like to get some sleep. Thank you.”

Peter felt hurt at you dismissing him so quickly, but he only nodded his head and apologized. Muttering a good night he left you alone in your tent. He paused for a moment at the entrance and looked back at you. He saw the tears shining in your eyes, but he knew you would tell him nothing. So he sighed and turned into his bed for the night, calling off the usual celebration.


When morning came around Peter was waiting for you outside your tent. Again, your outfit was different and it bothered him, but he simply smiled at you, “Good morning, Y/N.”

You froze for a moment and stared at him in both shock and confusion, “Um, hello Peter. Can I help you with something?”

He simply shrugged and gestured to the food, you continued to stare at him for a moment before deciding to ignore him and made your way over to the food. You figured he would bother you through breakfast and then go off and do his own things.

Except he didn’t.

For the whole day anything you did Peter was there. Chopping wood? He was along side you cutting half of your pile. Hunting that night’s dinner? He was there. Practicing your shot? He stood alongside and gave you pointers.

Everything you did Peter did with you. He would try and joke around with you, get you to race him, have a sword fight, wrestle in the mud, but you rejected it all. You simply shook your head and walked the other way.

Finally he had enough. While the two of you were heading back to camp he let out an aggravated yell. You looked at him surprised and let out a yelp when he grabbed your arm. Turning you to face him he growled, “What the hell is wrong with you?”

You tried to shake off his hand, but to no avail. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

He rolled his eyes, “Please Y/N, look at you! You’re completely different and I have no idea why, but it’s bothering the hell out of me!”

Finally you ripped your arms from him, you felt hot all over as you glared at him, “Why the fuck do you care, Peter? Isn’t this what you wanted? I’m more like Wendy now. I’m not disgusting.”

At that moment you saw it hit him, it was like watching a light bulb go off over his head. “Oh… You did this because of me.” He stood there looking at you with shock before guilt started to settle in.

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms. “No!” You let out a sigh, “Okay, maybe I did. But it was only because of what you said.” He reached out to comfort you, but you backed away. You looked to the ground, “You said I was disgusting. You asked why I couldn’t be more like her, but you promised me I could be who I was. You used to like who I was.” You felt the tears starting to well up in your eyes, so you looked to the sky, “You were my best friend, but then suddenly she comes and the only time I see you is when we’re going to bed.” Tears started to fall and you hiccuped, “I had to fight to be on this island, but all she had to do was smile. It just isn’t fair, Peter.”

When you finally looked to him you could see the guilt and regret in his eyes. He walked forward and pulled you into a hug. Kissing the top of your head he murmured, “I’m sorry, Y/N. I didn’t even realize. I was so busy trying to make sure everything was set for my game that I didn’t see I was hurting you.” He pulled away and placed his hands on your cheeks, wiping away your tears he whispered, “I’m only using her, Y/N. She’s needed for me to achieve the heart. I don’t care about her. I love you.”

You felt shock fill you, and you stood speechless. He leaned forward and captured your lips with his. When you finally caught up with yourself you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him close. When you two pulled apart you smiled at him, “I love you too, Peter.”

He simply laughed and smirked, “Good. Now can you do me a favor and go put your old clothes back on? I don’t need the boys staring at you anymore.”

Confusion filled you and you tilted your head, “What do you mean?”

He shook his head and grabbed your head, “Never mind, Y/N. Let’s go start the celebration.”

anonymous asked:

do u think niall is a really touchy boyfriend like he always has to have his hand on her back or holding hers or around her shoulders or holding her thigh ? just to reassure himself that she's actually there :')

Yeah I think he’s really touchy all the time if he knows it’s not going to get papped. And it’s not because he’s embarrassed or anything. He just doesn’t want the added pressure of people hounding you. In fact, as soon as you’re out of the eye he’s got you tucked under his arm, pressing kisses to your hair.

When you’re home and relaxing he’s got his feet tangled with yours on the couch. At night he’s got his arm slung around your waist until he gets too hot. It makes you giggle because you can feel his temperature start to rise until finally he rolls over with a huff mumbling “fuckin’ hot as balls, just wanna touch ya.”

Shou Headcanons with a side of Angst

okokok, i wasnt going to do any angst hcs until i finished m series, but…… that anon brought it on. this is dedicated to u dear


  • His house is always very very messy
    • his stuff is laying all over the place; the kitchen counters are covered in half finshed drawings, there’s pencil crayons randomly in ever corner of every room, jackets socks and shirt are everywhere
      • its not because he cant be bothered to clean, he just hates it when its clean
      • the house doesnt looked ‘lived in’ when its tidy and it bothers him so much
  • his mother doesnt want anything to do with psychic powers and supernatural stuff, distancing herself from it
    • this unfortunately included distancing herself from Shou
      • she does call as often as she can, makes sure to always visit. but his powers are a part of Shou. He can’t just turn them off and forget about them like she wishes he could
  • once went on an exorcism trip with Reigen and Mob
    • mob wouldnt stop going on about how it was Reigen’s way of teaching him how to use/control his powers and Shou wanted to see if it was anything like how his dad made him train
      • shou would claim he was bored, but really he wanted to see if it was anything like how his father would make him train his powers
    • “so what else do you guys do? just exorcising ghosts? Why was it so quick? are we going to do more training after this, or no? I mean, shouldn’t training be a whole day kind of thing?…. we’re going for supper now? holy shit we get to eat?? Okay okay, but, what about punishment? What kind of stuff do you have to do if you take too long, Mob?”
  • one time, a bit after he started sneaking into the Office to sleep on Reigen’s couch, he accidentally called Reigen ‘dad’
    • as soon as he said it, he froze in place. Hiss face went white, eyes wide. He was shaking so bad, breathing heavy
    • he wouldn’t stop staring at the floor, was unresponsive for ten minutes at the least
      • when he came to, there was a blanket over his shoulders, a glass of chocolate milk (that Reigen had specially for mob) in his hands. Reigen was nowhere to be seen
    • after that he didnt sleep on reigen’s couch or show up at the office for about a week. it was never mentioned again afterwards
  • Shou’s parents split up when he was fairly young, but even before then his mother was very depressed
    • Shou thought that this was somehow his doing.
      • the divorce basically cemented that idea in his mind. He though that he was the reason his parents didn’t want to be together anymore
    • he somewhat grew out of this ideology, but still blames himself for how his mother views psychics
  • after his father gets locked away in jail, Shou instead is the one that avoids contact with his mother
    • he still thinks that he was the reason for her being depressed, so he limits how much he talks to her to avoid making her fearful/uncomfortable. Afterall, she was afraid of the supernatural, so of course she’d be afraid of Shou, right?