Headcanon that Keith actually has a lot of pet snakes that just hang around the shack or outside. They don’t mind him and some of the smaller ones will actually let him pet and hold them even going as far as slithering into his lap to leech off his warmth when it gets cold at night.
When they get back to earth he shows Lance and tells him about how he found each one and all of their quirks they display.
Lance to everyone else’s surprise doesn’t freak out, he’s used to being around snakes, there were plenty of grass snakes in his mama’s garden growing up, even helped to feed that one large garter snake that helped with the rats.
“This one is Mary Lou, she ate one of the males once when they wouldn’t stop bothering her, I took a picture and had it framed.”
“This is Jeremy, I think he might have ocd or something, he’ll rattle his tail every ten minutes on the dot, I’ve timed it.”
“This is Sadie, she likes to just hang around your neck and will attempt eat your food when even though she isn’t supposed to be anywhere near that stuff”
“This is Franchester, don’t laugh he hates that, but he also likes corners, if you lose him look in every corner you can find he will be in one of them guaranteed”
And Lance listens intently genuinely interested, and is just overall happy and smiling softly because Keith is smiling and he looks so at ease talking about his odd slithery friends and the snakes get so used to having Lance around they let him handle them.
Keith shows him some of the smaller ones and honestly it’s just two boys talking about snakes and softly holding them and just all around having a good time.
She catches the slight movement of the girl sitting before
her, yellow ponytail a little to the left; she barely catches Eli’s gaze before
she returns to the paper before her. Eli taps her pencil on the desk, a habit
that Nozomi notices only when her girlfriend is irritated. Three taps and a
pause, as if the fourth would be annoying, and then the light shifting of her
Imagine Bucky feeling insanely protective over you after sleeping with you
Bucky watched as [Y/N] moved slightly under the sheets, unaware that he was sitting on the chair in front of the bed. [Y/N] was too tired after having sex with him to even put clothes back on, even when it was cold outside. He stared intensely at his neighbor from downstairs as he couldn’t help but feel like he made the worst decision in his life.
Bucky came here to hide and within three months, he found himself dating a someone (if you could call it that). He tried to keep his urges under control but being around you made everything in America seem far away and just a couple of hours ago was no different. He could still feel your body under his palm as you gasped from him entering inside of you, how you kissed him tenderly on the side, and whispered his name. His mind raced forward to when he had pulled you onto his lap as you rode on him, clinging to his body like as if his metal arm couldn’t kill you any minute. He hadn’t thought about you climaxing before him but when he did, he noticed that you were out of breath and…
Pairings: Dean x Reader Words: 1496 Warnings: Angst, swearing Summary: “You never loved me. You loved the idea of me.” A/N: I missed writing, but didn’t have enough time to sit down and write down my own story, so I decided to use a prompt this time. Let me know what you think!
You grabbed the rest of your clothes from the wardrobe and carelessly shoved them in the duffel bag which was already filled to its limits. You threw your guns into there,too, not having enough time to actually sort your belongings and pack them neatly. You needed to leave before he’d come back.
A cold shiver went trough your body when you were painfully reminded of the man who was so dear to your heart. You couldn’t be entirely sure if he was ever going to forgive you or at the very least understand why you did it. But you didn’t have the luxury to dwell on it anymore. You had to forget and lock it up in the deepest corner of your mind throwing away the key. But it wasn’t the time, you’d have plenty of it to worry later.
I bet that when Kanda finally saw the sky first he always wanted to stay outside, because the outside world was so beautiful and during that time he wasn’t inside the Order. Kanda kept gazing at the sky for long periods of time, watching how morning bled into night and always seemed irritated when he had to go back inside or when it was too cold during winter to watch the night sky in its star-filled brilliance.
Tiedoll realised his fascination with nature when Kanda shouted at the clouds in the night sky to get the fuck out of the way because they’re blocking the view. Daytime clouds were ok, sunset clouds were rad but fuck the night clouds. He was always so irrationally angry when the stars weren’t visible. It was as if he missed the clear sky.
Catching onto this, Tiedoll used the time Kanda spent outside the building so he could paint the night sky to Kanda’s ceiling, using flourescent paint to paint the stars and the moon so Kanda could always see it.
today was really cold. i wore two sleeveless shirts and a coat when i went outside because i had practice. i thought i dressed smart, thinking i could take off my coat when i was practicing and put it back when i went to go outside but it was still really cold.