because if he did i'm gonna cry for real this time

Foul Play (M)

Originally posted by minspink

Summary: Everyone loves a good rivalry, and the students at your university are no exception. Unluckily for you, the rivalry of the decade is between yourself and a furiously irritating Park Jimin. A top gymnast and a basketball star shouldn’t cross paths, but Jimin makes his way into your heart before you can put a stop to it.
Word Count: 24.314
Genre: college au, basketball player Jimin, sports university
A/N: A while ago @workofteaguk was doubting my lane while simultaneously having a crisis over Jimin. So naturally, retaliation was in order. This is all @minsvga‘s fault for encouraging me to run with this idea.

Elitism brings out the worst in people. Feelings of superiority run unchecked where talent and hard work meet to flourish and thrive, where young athletes spend their days training their bodies to the limits, pushing themselves harder to reach the ultimate dream: to receive validation and know that the years they’ve spent sacrificing sleep and jobs and romance for medals, winning seasons, and future professions has been worth it.

And as any good athlete knows, elitism leads to rivalry. Rivalries between teammates, between neighboring schools, or, most notably, a rivalry between Seoul Sports University’s top gymnast and one of the best point guards to grace the basketball court. And when rivalry and hatred reach such a level, it attracts attention from outsiders, from those who find amusement from such bitter hatred between two young people. Two young people who share common goals and similar training regimes, who for all intents and purposes should be close, but cannot stand the sight of one another.

This is a feeling that you know intimately.

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thecoolestgay  asked:

Can you please write some adorable reddie cuddling fluff? I've been reading tons of angst and I'm gonna cry 😭

with pleasure my dude

(FYI - they’re a little older in this, nearly 20, as theres a few lil mentions of smexy times and some teasing and making out etc because i don’t write that very much and wanted a change, sue me)

please listen to tee shirt by birdy to get super cutesy vibes and all the feels <3


It was still dark out when Eddie woke up, squinting up to look out the window at the early morning sky. He checked his watch, seeing it was 5:45 am, and smiled. He still had hours to kill before waking up. He felt something move from underneath him and he turned his head to come face to face with Richie’s sleeping form. And he smiled.

Richie had snuck in again last night, just before midnight like clockwork, and begged Eddie to just fall asleep on top of him. So he had, and god was he happy he did. Eddie had fallen asleep on his front, leaning on Richie’s shoulder and tucking his face into his neck, softly sighing as Richie stroked the side of his face to help him fall asleep. He had slept for a good few hours until he woke up, but those few hours were pure bliss. 

Richie shifted again and let out some air through his nose before blinking open his eyes slightly. He saw Eddie staring at him and he smiled.

“You’re staring again.” He whispered. 

“You look cute in the morning.” Eddie said quietly and Richie chuckled, his chest rumbling and making butterflies erupt in Eddie’s stomach. 

“Thank you. You look pretty adorable too.” Richie said, pressing a kiss to Eddie’s forehead. “What time is it? Do we have to get up now?” Richie asked sadly and Eddie shook his head, holding his wrist with the watch on to Richie’s face.

“We have ages. Go back to sleep if you want.” He said and Richie shrugged.

“Don’t wanna if you’re gonna be awake.”

“I’ll fall asleep too. You know I can’t stay away for too long.” Eddie pointed out, and snuggled into Richie’s neck, pressing a kiss at the base of his throat. Richie hummed in appreciation and rested his hand on the side of Eddie’s face, stroking the hairs just behind his ear. Eddie loved it when Richie was gentle with him, compared to how brash and loud he could be outside or with the others. He loved that side of Richie, it was fun and adventurous and he never knew what to expect from him, but soft, sleepy, Richie was his favourite. 

Eddie started pressing soft kisses across Richie’s neck, listening to the soft noises he was making, and then kissed behind his ear, making him shiver. Richie moved away slightly and Eddie whined, trying to kiss him again.

“I’m way too tired to flip you over right now, please don’t kiss me there until I’m wide awake and ready to go.” Richie joked, but Eddie stopped, knowing he was right. Even though Richie was more dominant in more than one aspect, when Eddie tried to take control he was putty in his hands. Eddie settled on resting the side of his face on the pillow and just staring up at his boyfriend instead. He was so beautiful, all freckles and pale skin and bright, brown eyes. He looked different without his glasses, but a good different. Older, more mature. Less like ‘Trashmouth Tozier’ or ‘Bucky Beaver’ that he had been known as during school. Now, he was just Richie. And Eddie loved just Richie. 

“What are we doing today again?” Richie asked after a short while of peaceful silence.

“Bev asked us to come to the movies with her and then we’re helping Stan pack for College. After that, nothing.” Eddie said sleepily. Richie nodded.

“Wanna get dinner tonight?”

“Not another pizza, Richie. My face is already breaking out from yesturday’s binge.”

“No,” Richie snorted. “Not pizza. Like, real food. From a restaurant.” Eddie smirked and looked up at him.

“Are you asking me out on a date, Tozier?” Eddie nearly died when he saw Richie’s face turn a little pink.

“Would that be so terrible?”

“Only a little bit.” Eddie teased and Richie rolled his eyes, gently flicking Eddie’s ear.

“Asshole.” 

“You love me.” Eddie hummed and Richie smiled, kissing his forehead.

“Yeah, unfortunately.” Eddie scoffed and started to scoot away from him.

“I’m never snuggling with you again.” He threatened and Richie grabbed him before he could move further away, flipping them over and pinning Eddie underneath him. Eddie let out a breath, not expecting that at all, as Richie beamed down at him. “I thought you were too tired?”

“I perk up when you start getting fiesty and bratty.” Richie said and Eddie tutted at him.

“Bratty, pft! As if!” Richie leaned down rubbed his nose against Eddie’s fondly, making his heart melt.

“You’re so cute when you try to prove me wrong.”

“I’m not cute, I’m manly!”

“Shut up, Eddie. You’re adorable.” Richie said, kissing Eddie’s jaw. “Cute, cute, cute!” He kissed his nose, his cheek, and his collarbone for each word and Eddie bit his lip, holding back a smile.

“If the others could see us right now they’d puke.” He said and Richie laughed.

“I think Stan would bust a nut, being in the same room as us would be the most action he’s gonna get.”

“Don’t be mean!” Eddie frowned, swatting Richie’s hand. “Stan is gonna find somebody soon, just you wait.”

“He still won’t get as much as I do.” Richie raised an eyebrow, making Eddie go red.

“Shut up. I just put up with your horny ass because I have too.”

“I never hear you complaining, like, in fact, I always hear you telling me not to stop.”

“Okay, that’s enough.” Eddie warned, pointing a finger up at him.

“Billy Boy would be so shocked at the filthy words that have come out of your little mouth, Eds. He’d be asking everyone where his precious little best friend has gone!” Richie grinned. “The answer, by the way, is underneath me. Or on top of me when I’m lazy. Like the good boy he is.”

“Do you kiss your Mom with that trashy mouth?” Eddie asked. Richie shrugged.

“No, but I kiss yours. And man does she love it-”

“Don’t make me say beep beep, you’ve been so good recently.” Eddie groaned and Richie sighed, before flopping onto his side, his arms getting tired. Eddie slowly moved back so he was lying beside him and reached up to move some of Richie’s wild hair out of the way. “You’re beautiful.” Eddie whispered, and for once, Richie didn’t make a joke. He just smiled.

“So are you. I got real lucky.”

“Yeah, you did.”

“Shut up.” Richie teased, pressing his lips to Eddie’s, the two of them lazily moving and intertwining hands. When they eventually broke apart, Richie closed his eyes as Eddie carried on playing with his hair. “Can we, just…stay here forever?”

“The bed sheets would get so gross.” Eddie grimaced and Richie laughed.

“I hope you never change, Eds.” He said and kissed him again. Eddie deepened the kiss, running his tongue over Richie’s and pulling his body flush against his. He sighed into his boyfriends mouth and then pulled away, grinning like an idiot. 

“Yeah, let’s stay here forever.”

magical-qirl  asked:

"Here's a hint: I'm not telling you" or "Alright im gonna go cry" (or combined bc that has comedic potential) with Steve-O ❤❤❤

 prompt: also asked by anon:  “Alright, I’m gonna go cry” w/ Steve

pairing: steve harrington x reader

rated: t for teen

warnings: cursing here and there

word count: 2647

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Winter time. Winter brought three–no, four good things: holiday season, new years celebration, cold weather, and, of course, your and Steve’s anniversary.

It had only been a year (god, it felt so much longer), since the two of you had begun as an actual thing; since you had become a real couple. The start had been…confusing at first, but after the first date, things had gone smoothly for you both.

As you baked his favorite type of cake from scratch, stirring the mix together as you dropped blue  and red food coloring into the bowl, you reminisced on how you’d both gotten to the point that you were at, now–with him driving down from his university an hour away to visit you.

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HiddleHamlet: A firsthand account (part I)

Okay guys. Here goes. I’m going to try to remember and describe as much of the experience as possible, so you can all feel a little piece of it too. This is your warning… this is going to be a long post.

Disclaimer: this review is going to be very little about the play, and very lots about how mindblowingly gorgeous and excellent Tom was in the play. If you’re not in this to hear a dissertation on that man’s thighs in his tight-ass jeans, don’t read further. I love and deeply appreciate theatre (this is the 14th play I’ve seen since moving to London 10 months ago), but this is tumblr and I’m not really here to be a theatre critic or to dissect various interpretations of Shakespeare. I’m here to drool over sexy men. It’s right there in the title.

So, to get that boring, non-thigh-centred discussion out of the way first - the play was seriously great. I enjoyed it hugely, even apart from the magic of Tom’s Hamlet (and somehow in spite of the distraction that was my brain screaming “HE’S RIGHT THERE!!!” for 3 hours straight). I saw a similarly intimate staging of Hamlet back in January, which I found… overly intense. This one was much better. I especially liked the touches of humour throughout, which helped to break up the heavier moments and moved the story along in a nice rhythm, and brought out the humanity and likability of the characters. The cast were all fantastic, and the sparseness of the stage worked well - the focus was fully on the actors and the words they were saying. 

We were sat in the front row, far stage left…which was basically on the stage. The theatre is teeny, with no raised stage, which meant the actors were walking by us close enough to touch. Being that close to Tom for an extended period of time was full-on exhilarating. When he’d run by us, we’d get a waft of air and could actually smell him. I didn’t get to last time, so I breathed in deep this time…and it was absolutely delicious. I’m sure we were visibly swooning after each inhale.

(I’m really sad that only a limited number of people will get to see this, and I know there’s been much discussion over the supposed “exclusivity” of this show, but I must say, in being one of the lucky ones who got to be there, that it was magical how intimate this was. It was immersive - a unique and beautiful theatre experience. I feel incredibly grateful.) 

Important things must be addressed, so: couch humping. Was SO FUNNY. It wasn’t a full-on dry humping (oh god…I just had to take several minutes to think about what that would be like. I’m back now) but rather a couple of energetic thrusts. Which was enough. This was met with laughter and tons of quietly imploding vaginas, I assume.

In this same scene (a great scene), Hamlet sits on the recently-violated couch with Polonius and laughs loudly with him. It’s rather forced (he’s putting on a show here), but also - seriously adorable. Because Tom. It gifted us with a huge Hiddles grin, which is so damn infectious (as you well know). In the third bout of this laughter, Hamlet dissolves into tears. One of the best things about Tom’s Hamlet was how perfectly and naturally he navigated the quick shifts in his mood - swinging wildly between grief, rage, lunacy, amusement, earnestness - and it all felt incredibly deft and real. Also, that man is gifted when it comes to crying. I think there were real tears in his eyes for about 75% of the performance. At one point, you could see the tears falling, illuminated by the stage lights. It was beautiful. I managed to stay seated and not run to throw myself on him and cover him in kisses, which was obviously what first instinct was telling me to do.

Okay…let us talk about how good he looked. IT IS GROSS, AND MAKES NO SENSE. My brain can’t compute this level of attractiveness, and I have no appropriate words to convey it. It’s even worse in real life. And truly, this is Peak Tom, look-wise. I missed probably large sections of dialogue due to thinking about his hair (I wish this was a joke). I could not stop staring at it. The curls are entrancing. It is perfection. I will cry when he gets a haircut. THIS IS THE HAIR HE WAS BORN TO HAVE. Also, THE JEANS. Holy fucking hell. I could write a Hamlet-length soliloquy about those jeans. Maybe it was because I was on the side, so I spent a good amount of time looking at the back of him, but…I have never appreciated a view more. Those jeans were, um, very tight, and I have zero complaints. I think I could actually see his thigh muscles flexing through them. I was equally entranced by his legs and thighs throughout the whole thing. My stream of consciousness went something like this: hair-legs-thighs-jaw-eyes-voice-words-legs-ass-kill-me-now…!

Yeah… his ass in those jeans. Specifically when he was moving or jumping around a lot. I leave it to your imagination.

Overall, there is truly just something about him. We have not been imagining that. His physical presence is undeniably, overwhelmingly attractive. He’s all legs and cheekbones and curls, and the way he moves is impossible to look away from. He’s so damn FIT. His body, his face, his every movement…it’s all just sex incarnate. I can’t be eloquent about it. What the fuck do you say about this. Just. Ugh. Fuck me up.

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Will you look at this? GOD.

Wardrobe stuff: I love his new peacoat. It’s really nice and looks so soft, so he looks super huggable in it. I will continue to swoon over the upturned collar look on him - it works so well with his long neck and impeccable jawline. I also like how well he rocks the hoodie-and-peacoat combo. Really, is there anything that doesn’t look good on him?! Oh, and…there was no appearance, sadly, of the beloved grey boots (those boots are like a secondary celeb spotting for us by now). He was wearing dark brown boots through the whole thing. But they looked really good too no duh, so, no big loss.

Uh-oh… this post is already very long, and I have at least 26 more things to say about all of this. I’m think I’m gonna stop here for tonight and write a part two tomorrow. Coming up: tummy peeks, dancing, leather gloves and the opinions of the lady sitting next to me on Tom’s ass in those jeans (you didn’t think I was done talking about that yet, did you?)

Originally posted by fromhiddleswithlove

coraline au stuff

so this is just all the stuff i’ve been writing down on my phone about this au, if anyone wanted to read about any of the actual story? kinda??

not all the ideas are mine, i’ve been talking with a couple different people and they’ve all had really amazing ideas!! i just wanted to make that clear (like the au was my idea but my friends have helped make the story better lmao)

also!! i’m still working on things and this isn’t really finished but i felt like i had enough where people could come read everything and see what’s up

i’ll put everything under a cut just in case no one actually cares lmao

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I'm gonna talk about something important real quick

Can we just appreciate Jackson “Jia Er” Wang? Like honestly this man gives me so much hope for humanity. This man uses his personal breaks to not just visit family, but also goes to nursing homes to make the elderly happy and becomes their grandchild for the day so they feel like they are seeing one of their grandchildren. When he posts on social media, he translates everything he says just for international fans so they understand. Jackson is such a genuinely kind and humble person. I’m not saying that the rest of GOT7 is not the same way but, just the things he and Got7 do for, not just Aghase, but everyone they encounter makes me legit cry. They make me question sometimes, “How did I get so lucky to live during the same time period as them?” Since I’ve basically come to talk about all the members as one now, how can people simply hate on GOT7 for no reason/not a very logical reason to dislike them? Seriously though? I get that everyone has different opinions on many things but just take 5 minutes to realize they literally gave up having a normal life to make people all over the people happy;they all don’t get to see their families very often because of touring, promotions, recording, filming,etc. They’ve literally given up part of their lives to make others happy. I give them so much respect for having the courage to do music to make people happy and basically give up their chances of having a normal life.

I know not many people may have read this far but for those who did, thank you for reading💕

katherinem1996  asked:

Hi :] I followed you recently, and I'm glad I did. I like your Bucky cuddle drabbles, and I think you're really talented. If it's not too much trouble, could you maybe do a headcannon for dating pre-serum Steve? Thanks 💜

Thank you, love! You’re too sweet @sarahwroteathing for being an angel and always helping me with everything.)

Dating pre-serum Steve

It started off a little weird. Steve’s been your best friend since you met him. But he was laughing really hard at something you said–so hard he had tears in his eyes. Something bubbled up in you, and you leaned in real close and stole a quick kiss from his plush lips.

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zarohk  asked:

So, I'm not totally sure the timelines match up, but do you think that Rachel's sisters (especially Sarah who is younger and more naive) could have watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer and decided that Rachel is the Slayer? Goes out at night, all hours, secret boyfriend who only visits her at night, can't tell their single mom, etc.

[First of all: the timelines do actually match up quite well.  In #20 there’s a brief mention of David’s dad (of all people) watching Buffy on TV, and although Animorphs started and ended first most of its run overlaps with Buffy.  Second, I LOVE this idea so much.  Rachel and Buffy are two of the people who were massively influential in teaching me and my friends that it was possible to be girly and tough at the same time.  Third… Voila.]

It starts as a way to distract her sisters, on the nights when their mom can’t make it home and their dad is too busy to call—Rachel will put on whichever Buffy episode she’s got saved in the DVR and all three of them will watch it together.  However, all three of them fall in love with the show over time, until they’re catching each episode live: Sarah laughs at all the puns and hums along with the theme song while Jordan waxes poetical about how dreamy Spike and Angel are.  

Rachel just loves Buffy herself, because there aren’t enough girls on TV that can look that fabulous and kick butt at the same time.  It becomes a weekly ritual, one that Rachel sometimes has to miss if Cassie or Jake calls with urgent news, but she’ll put aside anything short of the alien invasion to catch it with her sisters.

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Jordan meets Rachel at the door, which is a bad sign because their mom and Sarah are both asleep and Rachel herself went to bed six hours ago.  The mission was long, nasty, and exhausting, the way they always are, and Rachel’s too keyed-up from the adrenaline rush to think of a proper excuse for why she’s sneaking in.  

She and Jordan stare at each other in silence for a few seconds, Rachel leaning on the door frame, Jordan holding a comic book in both hands as she sits on the end table in the foyer.  Jordan becomes the first one to speak.  “Sarah and I were talking,” she says.  “And I think we figured it out.”  

Rachel feels her stomach churn.  She’s not as careful with her sisters as her mom.  She never has been.  “Figured what out?”

“It’s okay.”  Jordan clutches her comic book a little more closely, expression solemn.  “We won’t tell Mom.”

Rachel crosses her arms.  “Won’t tell her what, exactly?”

Jordan thrusts the comic book at Rachel.  The cover shows a girl—Buffy Summers, judging by the title—holding a wooden stake in one hand and a sword in the other, her blond hair whirling around her as she thrusts the sword at a spike-covered greyish creature in the corner of the frame.  

Rachel takes a step back from the comic, not sure whether to laugh or to cry.  

“It explains everything.  Where you sneak out to almost every night.  Why you’ve got blood under your fingernails half the time when you get home.  Why you’ve got a secret boyfriend who only comes out at night—”

“I don’t have a boyfriend,” Rachel says reflexively.

Jordan nods, eyes wide.  “Uh-huh.  So you definitely weren’t seen by half the school at last week’s dance with a mysterious guy who has blond hair and is never seen around town.  You don’t have a boyfriend, even though I’ve heard people talking in your room in the middle of the night.  And you always leave your window open, even—especially—when it rains.  Almost like you’re waiting for a secret vampire boy—”

Rachel snorts a laugh.  “Tobias isn’t a vampire.”

Which has exactly the opposite effect than the one she intended.  “Oh my god,” Jordan whispers.  “Tobias as in that guy who disappeared last year? Everyone thought he died—” She gasps.  “Unless he did die.  And now he’s back!”

Much as Rachel wants to laugh and keep laughing until she falls over, she understands that this conversation actually has serious implications.  With effort she sobers herself.  “Look,” she says at last.  “There are things… Things I can’t tell you.  You wouldn’t be safe if I did.”  

She looks Jordan in the eye.  Jordan is taking this conversation seriously—probably more seriously than Rachel herself, for that matter.  “I understand,” Jordan says.  

“As soon as…”  As soon as the war’s over.  “As soon as it’s safe.  I’ll tell you everything.  Right now, there are things I can’t talk to you, or to Mom, about.  But someday I will.  I promise.”  Rachel can’t be more honest than that.  

“Okay.”  Jordan bites her lip.  “I just wanted you to know your secret’s safe with me.  And if you ever need help, like, hiding a body…”

Rachel smiles, overwhelmed with fondness.  “Thanks.”  She yawns.  “Now, if it’s all right with you, Dawn…”

Jordan makes a face.  

“I’m wiped, so I’m going to bed.”  She walks past Jordan and up the stairs to her room.  

“Rachel!”

She turns around.  Jordan is standing at the bottom of the stairs, hugging her comic book against her chest with both hands.  

“On the show,” she says haltingly.  “They say a lot about how slaying’s a dangerous job.  About how most slayers don’t live to be twenty.”  There’s real fear in her eyes, as she looks up at her sister.  

Rachel grins, tossing her hair over her shoulder.  “Really, Jordan, you should learn not to believe everything you see on TV.  After all, it’s just a show.  No vampire’s gonna take me down.”  

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“You know, my sister thinks you’re William the Bloody.”

«Who’s that, a spokesman for Kotex?»

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She doesn’t get much input on the actual headstone; she’s too young for that.  She does, however, manage to put in a special request for the plaque on the statue they erect outside of Washington D.C., a proud grizzly bear rearing up to defend the Capitol.  

Rachel Daniella Berenson, the plaque reads.  She saved the world.  A lot.  

problememes  asked:

Guess who's crying!! That's right! Me!! I'm in lo ve with soulmate Aus and your writing and I'm in desperate need of the two melded into one!!! Any idol you come up with something for I think will be beautiful uwu thank you so much for churning out consistently amazing work it's always nice to come home from work with some fluff to read 😅

thank you!! i cant stop thinking about him so hoseok soulmate au,,,anyone?

  • you stare down at the small, heavy lined star that’s apparead on your wrist. it doesn’t hurt. it doesn’t come off with water.
  • “soulmate tattoo.”
  • your friends voice sounds distant on the phone as you bite your lip out of nervous habit
  • “those are real?”
  • “must be. you showed me your wrist like fifteen times today and i didn’t see anything. either it’s a soulmate tattoo and you have to find someone else that can see it or-”
  • you nod even though your friend can’t see “or im going crazy?”
  • after hanging up, you stare at the tattoo one more time. it isn’t anything significant to you. a star? sure you’re more a night owl and you think they’re pretty,,,,,,,but,,,,,,,,,,
  • maybe it has something to do with my soulmate?
  • you kind of feel excited at the thought, but soon enough you talk yourself out of it. soulmate tattoo,,,,,what a hoax,,,,,,right?
  • you’d spent the day in the library, checking out books for an upcoming project. the pile was taller than you could see over and wobbling as you walked out the front door a couple of students gave you looks but no one offered to help
  • you tried as cautiously as possible to walk down the street, peeking from this side or that to see your way
  • you’re not sure how you missed it,,,,the ringing of the bikes bell,,,but you did and before you knew it 
  • you heard a bike skid to a stop, startling you, and all the books went falling from your loosened grip
  • “oh woah woah woah- what a mess! ill help you out!”
  • the voice was concerned, the person had gotten off the bike and was crouching down beside you to pick up your spilled books
  • you couldn’t see anything but his profile, masculine and handsome - golden smooth skin. his legs were toned and his arms looked large
  • his palm almost covered half the textbook as he handed it back to you
  • and then he smiled,,,,,,setting your whole world into a spiral of a fuzzy feeling
  • a smile that ,,,, only a couple of people in the world had,,,,,
  • “i stopped in time, but i still scared you huh?”
  • he stuck out his hand and you shifted your books into a pile beside you
  • taking it he said his name was hoseok, jung hoseok
  • as you introduced yourself, stuttering a bit because of that fuzzy feeling
  • you saw his eyes glance to your tattoo
  • “oh - i have the same one!”
  • he showed you his wrist - the heavy lined star,,,,,,,,,,,there it was
  • “y–you can see mine?”
  • he looked between your hand and his “as clear as day,,,,,,and you can see mine - right?”
  • you nodded, wordlessly
  • the two of you staring at each other till another voice, much angrier told you to haul yourselves from the middle of the street
  • hoseok pulled himself to his feet first, leaning over to take a good chunk of your stack of books and then you did the same
  • “good thing you can see it, i thought i was going -”
  • “-crazy?”
  • he loaded your books into the basket at the back of his bike and laughed “exactly!”
  • you wanted to say something, that he didn’t have to help you - you were the one being clumsy but hoseok didn’t seem like the type to let something like this go
  • you clutched the two remaining books to your chest and suddenly felt embarrassed
  • “um,,,,,the walk is going to be long,,,,,,” you tried to say-  but as you guessed, hoseok only made a face
  • “i knocked you over, i should at least help you home.”
  • it was quiet for a minute or so as hoseok walked his bike with your books and you tried to keep up with his step
  • “so,,,,,,how long have you had the tattoo?”
  • you mumbled that it had only been two days,,,,but neither of your friends could see it
  • hoseok nodded, shaking his head then slightly to get his bangs out of his eyes
  • you noted that it made him look very cute,,,,,,,,,,,,,,then you realized you were gushing over a stranger
  • “i had a theory about them - but you’re gonna laugh.”
  • he peeked at you from the corner of his lively eyes and then chuckled when you told him to tell you anyway
  • “i think,,,,,,,,,only important people are supposed to see it. people that share some kind of connection,,,,,or maybe im being too optimistic?”
  • he grins and shrugs but you know what hoseok means
  • what he’s saying,,,without actually saying it is,,,, “you mean - soulmate tattoos?”
  • the sound of the bike wheels coming to a stop makes you freeze too
  • hoseok takes a pause before he looks at you again
  • “soulmte,,,,,,,,,,,,,yeah. that’s what it is.”
  • for a second there, the world is at a stand still along with you two. the fuzzy feeling grows inside of you, glowing pink. for some reason you think hoseok is feeling it too,,,,and he is
  • like in that moment it’s just you and him and every little detail about him is engraved in your mind
  • every little thing about you becomes a memory he can never forget
  • and then you both snap out of it, people shuffle past you and the sound of passing cars is loud and annoying
  • “i think we’ll have to get to know each other better first.” 
  • he laughs to make the situation more comfortable, but you agree with a shy nod
  • you make it to the front of your house and hoseok helps unload the books 
  • as he does it, you see the tattoo on his wrist again. exactly like yours.
  • “hopefully we’ll see each other around?”
  • he sounds genuine, like he really wants it to happen you say you hope so too. and you really do
  • luckily soulmates are destined to find each other, even if the world is ending, and you and hoseok meet again - the next day, when he almost knock you over with his bike a second time LOL 
harutaka in -over the dimension-

—their first interaction in the novel takes up most of the second chapter. haruka is supposed to be designing the enemies for the game they’re making for the school festival, but he’s spacing out and can’t think of what to draw—so takane starts yelling at him. haruka thinks to himself that he wishes she’d stop being so rude, particularly because he’s worried that no one will want to marry her because of it.

—they start talking about what kind of enemies haruka should create. he didn’t want to draw zombies like takane suggested, so they come up with a solution together. he’s happy and inspired when takane suggests they base them off animals instead.

—takane smiles at haruka, which he says makes him smile too.

—haruka came up with the game’s title the day before, but no one has voiced it aloud yet. he gets excited upon realizing that takane’s going to be the first one to say it.

—haruka notes that he’s happy takane inspired him in deciding what enemies to draw.

—he’s on a roll with designing the characters. the thought of takane being excited about it is his…….driving force, to say the least. says he “salivates” at the thought of it lmao and he blushes a little even. he wants to impress her and have her compliment him.

—haruka talks on the phone with kenjirou and thinks about how he’s having trouble creating the game’s final enemy. he gets excited suddenly, then asks kenjirou if he has a picture of takane he could borrow.

—haruka’s over at kenjirou’s house the week before the school festival to work on the game, and he’s spending some time with ayano. after she’s gone, he notes that there’s only one person his age that he feels comfortable around (takane.)

—he closes his eyes and euphorically images her—in very precise (and almost provocative) detail. he notes that he doesn’t need a picture of her, and he can imagine takane more vividly than any photo.

—he’s then overwhelmed by the urge to say her name out loud, and decides to since no one’s around. he starts to when there’s a knock on the door, at which point he feels embarrassed. (in the illustration he looks so blissful when he’s thinking about her omg.)

—kano comes in disguised as ayano. then asks haruka if he was thinking dirty thoughts just now. haruka freaks out and comments (almost guiltily,) that no, he wasn’t, then specifically notes that he was thinking about takane though.

—it goes on to the school festival in the next chapter, there’s a long description (which is honestly kind of on going throughout the whole chapter,) of haruka observing takane playing video games. he’s amazed and even inspired because she’s so good at them, and lives up to her title as “dancing flash ene”.

—not really too ~concrete~ in terms of harutaka but it was still really funny to me: takane calls haruka a dumbass for being as excited as he is, and he just agrees like HELL YEAH I’M A DUMBASS.

—haruka watches shin and takane face off in headphone actor, and notes that he’s feeling unexpected jealousy. he says he wants to be able to play games with takane, and make her feel as excited and “impassioned” as she feels right now.

—he congratulates her even though she lost.

—he comments again in his mind that he wants to play video games with takane, casually mentions it to shintaro, then gets incredibly excited at the prospect when shintaro offers to teach him how.

—later when he and shin are playing video games, shin says that haruka and takane should battle—but haruka still feels too inexperienced to do so, and he’s afraid that takane won’t wanna play against him again if he flat out loses to her the first time.

—in the next chapter, he and shin are at an arcade keeping an eye on momo—when takane calls haruka. takane tells him that it’s ayano’s birthday, and she’s throwing a party for her. haruka wants to attend but has to take care of momo first, so he can’t right now. he then lies to takane about where he is, because he knows that takane doesn’t like shintaro—and he doesn’t wanna put her in a bad mood for hanging out with him instead. after they hang up, he feels terrible for lying to takane.

—takane implies that she wanted to bring haruka to the arcade herself, and also teases him a little that he lost his chance to go with her.

—takane is at the arcade with ayano, and it turns out they’re gonna be facing off against haruka and shintaro in a tournament final. it’s haruka against takane, and shintaro against ayano.

—takane calls his and shintaro’s costumes freaky without knowing who they are (since they were wearing masks,) and haruka gets a li’l emo lmao.

—haruka realizes this is the first time he’s facing off against takane and gets nervous since he hasn’t mentally prepared himself.

—haruka only wins because he calls out takane’s name during the match……for some reason, and distracts her. takane isn’t mad later when she finds out he lied to her, but tells him not to lie to her ever again.

—towards the end of the chapter, takane gets flustered that he isn’t paying attention to her when she’s talking—he’s distracted thinking about how he’s going to die.

—at the beginning of the next chapter, he’s thinking about when he battled takane just because.

—shintaro comes and visits haruka at his house, he thinks about how he considers shintaro to be a good friend. haruka then says he’d also consider takane a friend, but doesn’t feel quite right about calling her that. he admits that his feelings for her might be love, but he can’t act on or even acknowledge the fact, because he knows he’s going to die.

—he goes for a walk later that night, he says he wanted to do something special before he dies. he thinks about how great it’d be if he and takane could face one another in the upcoming dead bullet tournament, and says it could be a precious moment of his life, and he doesn’t feel like it’s wasted.

—haruka’s last moments alive, spent with takane:

“The sounds around me seemed to echo mindlessly in my ears, and soon I could only pick up the barest nuances of Takane’s words. What did she say? I didn’t know. She sounded real sad, though.

Ahhh, I’m sorry, Takane. I’m really sorry. I’ve received so much from you, but I couldn’t give you anything in return.
I bet you’re angry about it. Well, you can be, if you want. You can punch me, even. If it helps you get over it, you can do anything you like.
Oh, but don’t take it out too much on people besides me. You might run into all kinds of wonderful people later on in life. You need to treat them with the care they’ll deserve. 
Yeah. That’s right. You’re a kind, gentle girl, Takane. You need to keep on smiling. You need to be happy. 

So, please, Takane. Stop crying…”

summer shenanigans: a headcanon

evan hansen x reader

one of the few evan hc’s that i Love for No Reason is that our boi cannot swim and @sincerlyyme & i had an extended convo about how cute this head cannon is & that convo has inspired an actual hc so shoutout to alli because she lets me talk and talk and talk and lots of these bullet points are bc of her so hERE WE GO

  • our sweet evan never rlly learned how to swim
  • he took a few lessons when he was really young but some asshole child pushed him in and he started to drown and he’s been super terrified ever since
  • it’s summertime tho and alana invited everyone over to her house to swim !!!!! isn’t she cute
  • you were very excited to go
  • evan was Horrified
  • but alana had mentioned that you were going so….. here he was. nervous. excited. a little in a love. but mostly just nervous.

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We Didn’t Understand

(Patrick Hockstetter x Pregnant!Reader)

A/N: Another long one! Once again, sorry this took me so long! I was working on a few others at the same time. This request was very intriguing to me and I just had to give it a go. Hopefully you guys like it!

Request:

hi!! uhm first time making a request, could you please consider writing some Patrick x Reader where she’s pregnant and he found out precisely the last day of school, after he dies. Thanks :)

hi again!! I’m the anon who requested the weird Patrick x pregnant!Reader story a few days ago; what I mean was: he founds out she’s pregnant the last day of school BEFORE he goes down the sewer and dies. I was imaging the general idea like the reader being super happy because they’re gonna have a family and then super sad because Patrick’s gone. Hope this clarifies it and thank you for reading my request! 💖

Word Count: 4,098

Rating: SFW

Warnings: teenage pregnancy, Patrick’s solipsism, mention of Avery Hockstetter, implied character death, kind of gore (but nothing bad, I don’t think)

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anonymous asked:

okay but let's talk weddings. what would a shallura wedding be like? what kind of people are the members of the Voltron crew at weddings? who cries bc they're single, who gets drunk, who dances on the table, who brought way too many people with them, who's overly emotional? let's get all the wedding clichés on the table and put names on it, i want a wedding prep au

thank you for this ask honestly bc can you even imagine the Chaos Level

(also thanks to @leg-defender for headcanoning this all w me)

  • Lance sobs. Like Hunk is gonna be shedding some Real Tears too but Lance is a mess. He’s balling, he’s overwhelmed.
    • “They grow up so fast….” “Lance I’m older then you.” [blows nose] “I still remember when you said your first words”

      • also
      • “Lance are you crying”
      • “NO”
      • [tears are streaming down his face, 10 different people have already offered him tissues, he’s literally curled up in a fetal position on the floor]

  • Lance is also the one who gets Super Drunk and makes the ridiculous irrelevant speeches at the toast.

    • “I would like to take this opportunity to formally say, that the time when all of Keith’s hair gel went missing and everyone assumed it was the mice. That was me. I tried it and it made my hair look weird so i threw it all out the airlock”

    • [silverware clattering to the floor] “I KNEW IT”

  • Hunk personally caters the entire event.  Literally no one else is allowed to so much as suggest any kind of food. Hunk’s Got This. Also, touch anything before it’s ready and Prepare For Death.

    • Lance tried to eat the wedding cake batter and he still won’t talk about what happened to this day.
    • He just whimpers slightly and leaves the room asap.

  • Pidge is the reluctant flower child. The team literally drew straws over the position and Pidge got the short end of the bargain.

    • Hunk ends up joining Pidge on the wedding day though bc he really wanted to wear a skirt and bunch of flowers in his hair and he just makes the whole experience really Good.

    • Pidge rides on his shoulders down the aisle and they all end up having a pretty fun time.

  • Coran is Allura’s maid of Honor you can’t fight me on this one.

    • He also walks her down the aisle.

  • Lance and Keith are basically Allura’s Tag Team Bridesmaids. Lance has literally been to a billion weddings bc of his huge family so he has the whole thing d o w n. He helps Allura pick out her dress, shoes, earnings and whatnot. Allura is so overwhelmed at this point that she kind of just lets him speed around and do whatever.

    • Coran demands to be in on Every Choice but really it’s all Lance. Coran makes weird Uncle Fashion Decisions but his intentions are good at heart so a lot of his funky suggestions get incorporated into the outfit.

    • In the end Lance pulls everything together and Allura looks like a goddamn Goddess so All is Well.

  • Keith does her hair and makeup, like really, really well. Scary well. Lance has to help him with the braids (“Keith that’s not how a braid works” “Shut up lets see you do better” “dude I have like five sisters move.”) but all in all she looks Fabulous so it’s a success.

    • Nobody can figure out where Keith’s make up skills came from.

      • “Where did you learn to do this??”
      • “‘S jus a hobby.”

  • Keith catches the bouquet

    • Lance is jealous as shit that Keith caught it and not him.

      • “No fair!! I wanted to get married next Keith don’t be fucking Rude”

      • “Fuck off Sanchez I caught it first and it’s not like we can both be the next to get married”

      • Everyone: [looks into the camera like they’re on the office]

  • Everyone dances and has a Good Time

    • Yes even Keith

      • He’s a really shitty dancer but he’s drunk and Alive For Once
      • He will regret every single choice he made in the morning but right now there is No Stopping Him

    • Lance is Extra Drunk and is absolutely dancing on the table to Shakira. Lance stop. Get down from there. Keith what are you doing don’t encourage him don’t join him on the table Keith. Keith no. Are you kidding me.

    • Shiro gives up trying to control his children after Pidge takes over the DJ booth because there’s no going back from that
  • Everybody laughs and cries at least a little but all in all everyone is Happy and Having A Grand Ol Time
Honey, I'm Home

You knocked on the door of the big house that you remember as yours. You had decided it would be best to start a new life without his help, it was working-ish.

“Hey”, Calum opened the door and gestured for you to come in. You walked in the door and stood awkwardly. “Hunter! Mommy’s here!”

“I’m coming”, your three year old yelled, “I gotta get my toys.”

“Okay, take your time baby”, you yelled up the stairs.

You and Calum had split a little over a year ago, it didn’t seem to affect Hunter now but your dreaded the days to come where you’d have to give him a real explanation. You and Calum split over stress, anger, and things that shouldn’t have been said, how could you tell your son that? You would cross that bridge when you got to it but for now, your number one obstacle was to stand in front of Calum without breaking.

“Sorry I couldn’t drop him off the last two weeks, I asked Mali to do it because I was working late”, Calum awkwardly scratched the back of his neck.

“No, no, it’s fine”, you waved off, “I hadn’t spoken to Mali in awhile anyway, it was good catching up”, you nodded. The silence continued.

“Hunter, you need help up there”, Calum called again, trying to make the situation less awkward which seemed impossible.

“No, I’m just packing my stuff”, Hunter yelled in his high pitch voice.

“But Daddy already packed your stuff, do you need me to come up and help”, Calum asked with a smile on his face.

“No Daddy, I can do it”, Hunter yelled again, “I can do it”, he repeated.

You and Calum chuckled, “He’s quite the character, am I right”, you commented.

“He reminds me so much of you, always trying to be independent”, Calum replied with a grin.

You both couldn’t keep the smiles off of your faces. This was what you missed. How could you let this go? How could you let it all go over something so stupid?

“I ready”, Hunter walked down the stairs while holding onto the railing. He saw your face and his eyes lit up as he increased in speed, “Mommy”, he hugged you as he finally reached the bottom of the stairs.

“Hi baby”, you cooed as knelt down to his height, “Did you have fun with Daddy?”

“Yeah, we went through photo albums. That’s what they’re called, right Daddy”, he asked Calum.

Calum nodded with an ear to ear grin, “Yeah.”

“There was a picture of you and Daddy. You looked like a princess in a white dress and Daddy looked like a prince in a suit”, he exclaimed with excitement.

Your wedding, Calum actually kept the wedding album. You had asked him tons of times if you could have it but he said he threw it away. He lied to you to keep it.

“That was a great day”, you told Hunter.

“There was a picture of you guys kissing”, Hunter scrunched his nose, “Why don’t you guys do that anymore?”

Both yours and Calum’s eyes went wide at his question, “Um…”, you trailed off while playing with your hair.

“It’s okay”, Hunter waved off, “Mommy you know what?”

“What”, you asked with relief at his change of topic.

“A boy in the big kid grades said that his dad and mom read something about how you and Daddy hate each other”, Hunter told you.

“That’s not true buddy”, Calum now knelt down beside you to tell Hunter.

“Yeah, we will never ever hate each other”, you joined in.

“But he said that it said that you guys don’t love each other anymore. He said the only thing that makes you guys see each other is me”, Hunter’s lower lip quivered.

“No”, Calum shook his head, “I love Mommy very much, she will always be my best friend”, he told his son.

Your eyes went wide as Hunter looked for your response, “Yeah, Daddy and I love each other a lot. We will always love each other and you.”

“Why don’t you live together anymore? All the other kids live with their parents. Uncle Michael and his wife live together, so do Uncle Luke and Uncle Ashton”, Hunter cried.

You and Calum looked at each other, “Buddy”, Calum began.

“Why can’t we live together anymore”, Hunter let out a raspy cry before throwing himself into your arms.

“What should we do”, you mouthed to Calum as Hunter’s head was in your chest.

Calum shrugged, “Let’s try it”, Calum mouthed with a smirk.

You were hit so suddenly that you hadn’t had any time to think. You were gonna make your son happy by moving back in, you were in mommy mode. You nodded before pulling Hunter off of you, “Mommy and Daddy are gonna move in together.”

His face lit up, “Really?”

Calum smiled, “Yeah Mommy’s gonna sleep here tonight.”

“In the same bed”, Hunter asked with a grin.

Calum looked at you, waiting for your response, “Yeah”, you nodded, “In the same bed.”

I’m Staying - Unknown’s story

…This is one of my first requests.  And I’ve finally gotten around to writing it.  Because no more school!  And I’m finally catching my breath with my job.

Summary: In my Ideal World, after the Secret Endings, and after they are an established couple, Unknown discovers something about MC that she’s been trying to hide. (2nd person narrative)

Rating:  M for mature, because it’s not explicit, but it is there.

Length:  Almost 1600 words


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toffee-peanuts-are-nice  asked:

Yo listen,,, reddie and stenbrough when they meet up again as adults and realize oh shit I'm still in love with this guy (stans not dead watchu mean :) )

Babe, I got'chya. Also, it took me a really long time to get motivated to write this🤷🏻‍♀️
Sorry it took so long, I hope it ain’t shit.

Reddie

- When Richie’s eyes meet Eddie’s for the first time in almost 30 years his heart drops into his stomach and the void he’d been feeling the whole time is suddenly filled.
- When their eyes meet they don’t break apart until Eddie is wrapped almost completely by Richie, the taller man bringing Eddie so close it was as if he was trying to absorb him.
- “I’m so sorry I forgot you.”
- There are some real tears. Richie’s not gonna say that he started crying first but he totally did.
- When they break apart they don’t stop touching for the rest of the night.
- Whether it be their knees, their hands or their shoulders the men where never out of reach.
- In the privacy of the men’s bathroom Richie pulls Eddie just as close as before and presses his slightly chapped lips to Eddie’s soft ones.
- The bathroom wasn’t ideal in Eddie’s mind, but he’d waited too long and loved to little to object to having Richie in his arms.
- Eddie hates that he settled for Myra.
- Eddie decides he’s not going back to her after spending the night in Richie’s hotel room.
- “God, I love you, Ed’s. I’ve always loved you.”
- “I love you too, Trashmouth.”
- When they leave Derry Eddie divorces Myra and moves in with Richie.
- Rich “Records” Tozier’s radio show plays more love songs than it ever had before.

Stenbrough

- When Bill see’s Stan, he can’t even get the other mans name out.
- It frustrates him till his eyes are clenched shut and his hands are balled into fists.
- When Stan hears Bill struggling to speak, he rushes (as much as calm, cool and collected Stan could rush) to Bill’s side to firmly grasp his shoulders.
- He did that when they were kids. Stan doesn’t remember that detail but Bill does.
- When Stan’s hand makes contact with the skin on Bill’s neck, intimate moments flood back into both of their minds.
- Every sleep over, every lingering touch, every time their eye contact lasted longer than it should’ve. Everything.
- Bill is awestruck by how undeniably beautiful and graceful Stan is compared to the awkward and lanky boy he was 30 years ago.
- Stan says Bill hasn’t changed at all.
- When they’re saying goodbye that night, Stan tells Bill that he was the main reason he came back.
- “Because when I remembered you, when I thought about you, my life seemed so..”
- “Empty”
- When Stan kisses Bill, his world tilts and everything becomes to blindingly clear.
- It was like he’d been wearing Richie’s glasses for the last 30 years of his life, unaware, and suddenly they’d been pulled from his eyes and Stan was revealed as the missing piece from Bill’s life.
- When they leave Derry, together, Bill no longer writes horror novels. Instead, he writes love stories.

anonymous asked:

HEY CAN YOU TELL US MORE ABOUT YOUR ECLIPSE KINGDOM AU PUH-LEASE

HELL YEAH I CAN!!! ARE YOU READY? LET’S DO THIS!

BE PREPARED this ended up way, way way longer than I initially intended but yeah it’s 10 whole pages and 5k+ words of PURE SORIKU so I hope you like itttt

Anyway

Okay so we have the Kingdom of Light and the Kingdom of Darkness, housing the princes Sora and Riku, respectively. In their Palaces of Dawn and Dusk they’re basically learning how to become kings and rule over their kingdoms in the future, all that jazz. Being royalty directly connected to the light and the darkness they both have special abilities, and can sort of control the light/dark. Sora obviously has better control during the day, and Riku during the night. They gather power from the sun and the moon, which also lead them to be called the Solar and Lunar princes!

The Palace of Dusk and the Palace of Dawn are about within an hour’s journey from each other on foot. If you stand in one of the palaces you can see the other palace within eyeshot out the window on the horizon. So basically they’re pretty close to each other, as they’re supposed to be–both of them come together and rest on the edge of twilight, linking the world together with both light and darkness. Due to this Sora and Riku practically grew up together. They’re not friends, not really, more like casual acquaintances. The reason for this is that even though they are linked together, they’re discouraged from associating with people from the other kingdom. Riku’s father in particular is super strict and highly dislikes it when Riku mingles with people from the Kingdom of Light, and tries to keep him secluded on their own side of the border. Sora’s parents, being more lenient, don’t really care whether Sora associates himself with people from the Kingdom of Darkness, instead they just warn him that those people are prone to falling into darkness and doing bad things (which is a mistake and a very awful stereotype that unfortunately Sora believes in from a young age, along with the goading of several of the palace employees). Of course Sora and Riku run into each other during events that their respective kingdoms hold, like balls and festivals, but they sorta rub each other the wrong way. When they were younger they got along better but were quickly discouraged from seeing each other due to their parents’ influence.

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anonymous asked:

I know it's almost the end of fear friday, but I'm gonna prompt anyways. Also, awesome blog!!! post-CW Tony and Peter are together, and he has joined the Guardians in space. They have become his 2nd family. But he's waiting for them to leave him eventually cause he thought the Avengers were his family and look what happened there.

Thank you so much ! :)

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“Tony i need your help.” says Peter when the monster comes directly towards him.

“Kinda busy myself Starlord.” replies Tony and flies around the monster. It looks like a octopus but its green and really slushy. Tony hates it.

Monster in space are even weirder than on earth.

“Tony for real…” begins Peter but then the monster buries him under one of his…tentacles and Peter is gone. Tony screams at that and the next moment the monster gets him, too.

It takes every one of Tonys weapons to kill it and then Tony sinks to the ground.

“Petey?” he asks worried but there is now answer.

“What the fuck happened?” says Rocket who lands next to him. Tony shrugs. He can’t speak.

“I am Groot.”

“Yeah i know i saw it but i don’t believe it.” says Rocket to Groot and Tony leaves his suit. He runs around, looking for Peter.

“Guys! I got him. He is here.” says Gamora and Tony sees how Drax help her to get the tentacle away from Peter.

Peters eyes are closed and Tonys heart stops. Oh god. This is his fault!

“We need to take him to the ship.” says Gamora and Drax carries Peter. Tony feels numb. He follows them but doesn’t say anything.

“Do you feel his pulse?” asks Drax when Gamora check it and she nods. But she looks still so worried.

Nobody speaks to Tony when they go back to their ship.

Tony knows why. He fucked up. Again.

*

Half an hour later Tony is in his room on the milano and packs his things. He is going to leave. It was his fault and even if Peter is not dead he is only hurt because of him.

Tony wanted to face the monster and shot it down. That why he didn’t help Peter. But thats a ridiculous excuse.

There is a knock on his door and Tony looks up as Yondu comes in.

“Hey son.” he says and then sits down on Tonys bed. Yondu is kinda Peters father and he will definitely beat Tony up for that stunt.

“Hi.” mumbles Tony back. Sometimes (only when he is alone and had a bad nightmare) Tony images that Yondu is like father for him, too. Well technically he is his father-in-law.

He is not sure how old Yondu is exactly but he always treats Tony really well. That is going to change now.

“So you wanna leave?” asks Yondu and points at Tonys suitcase.

Tony nods at that and Yondu sighs.

“Why?” asks Yondu and Tony can’t help but sniff at that. He doesn’t want to cry in front of Yondu.

“Look son. I know you feel bad about what happened to Peter. And believe me when i say that he will be okay. He is sleeping but you can go see him if you want.” says Yondu and Tony looks still at his suitcase.

“I…hurt him.” whispers Tony when the first tear falls on one of his shirts.

“No you didn’t. The monster did.” says Yondu and he sounds really carefully. Its almost strange.

“Why don’t you hate me?” says Tony then and Yondu laughs.

“Because your are my family.” says Yondu and shrugs.

Tony snorts.

“We are all family here. And sometimes bad things happen in a family, but that only makes us stronger you know? I know that Peter can’t talk about his feelings very well. He gets that from me. But i know that he isn’t angry at you. And he wouldn’t want you to leave.” says Yondu and Tony looks at him.

He is still crying and Yondu smiles sadly at him.

“I had a family once.” whispers Tony then. He is not talking about his parents, because that wasn’t a real family.

But the avengers. And he fucked that up. They left because of him.

“They didn’t deserve you. But Peter is much happier with you and i know that you are happy here, too. So don’t run away because of one mistake. God knows how many i made and Peter is still saving my ass on a daily basis.” laughs Yondu and he holds his arms out.

Its rare that Yondu does that. But Tony loves his hugs. He cuddles into him and breathes.

“Thank you.” he says and Yondu just laughs.

“Peter also gave me that for you.” says Yondu and holds up a paper. It just says ‘Yes i still love you, asshole’ with a smiley face. Tony laughs.

When they had their first fight as a couple Tony had said that he would only believe Peter if he wrote his ‘i love you’ down as proof. It was a silly thought but since then Peter does it every time.

“He still loves me.” says Tony and he pets the paper carefully. Then he puts it on his wall. Yondu laughs.

“I can’t believe i’m saying this but we all love you, you damn human idiot.” grins Yondu and Tony sticks his tongue out at him.

“And now get your ass over to Peter!” says Yondu and Tony runs out of his room.

Yondu shakes his head at the boy and starts packing his things back in the cupboard. What a mess.

anonymous asked:

I feel like crying, so I'm gonna ask you about your Shallura headcanons. {slides you Monopoly money}

okay you asked for it so here goes:

  • Shiro falls first, and he falls HARD
  • At first he thinks it’s just a silly crush, but then Allura sacrifices herself to save him on the Galra ship and he’s forced to admit that, nope, this is real, he’s highkey in love with an alien space princess who can pick him up in one hand, okay this is happening everybody stay calm
  • spoiler alert: he can’t stay calm
  • I have so many feelings about military!Shiro??? like he was on the Cerberos mission as a pilot not a scientist, sure he was in the space programme, but of all the characters he’s the one who acts the most… military
  • like he’s super-disciplined doing pushups in his room in his Voltron uniform
  • (Shiro tangent: when he was in the Galra prison he did pushups and stuff in his cell to try and feel a sense of normality and control)
  • anyway Shiro takes to calling Allura “Princess” because it sounds a bit like a military title and he’s trying to define their relationship within a chain of command
  • Shiro trying to be Very Professional and not let his feelings show too much because they’re co-leaders and they have to focus on The Mission
  • calling her Princess all the time helps him maintain distance (lol jk it doesn’t nothing is working he can’t stop thinking about her he’s a mess)
  • EVERY TIME Shiro calls Allura “Allura” he falls a little bit more in love with her. EVERY TIME
  • meanwhile Allura’s over here like “i have an enormous crush on Space Dad but I am a princess of Altea and I must command Voltron and save the universe”
  • highkey think the mice are gonna get sick of the mutual pining and lock them in a room together “accidentally” until they make out
  • OR the Black Lion takes them on a trip somewhere remote and then ~*~mysteriously~*~ malfunctions until they GET IT TOGETHER

anyway thanks for asking me this cos these were fun!