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To round up the Agents of SHIELD news from ABC’s upfronts:

  • Agents of SHIELD will be premiering Fridays at 9pm. [source]
  • It’ll be premiering mid-season, after Inhumans has finished airing. [source]
  • ABC have ordered a full 22 episode season. [source]
  • The lead in to Agents of SHIELD will be Once Upon A Time. [source]

See the full ABC fall schedule here.

I don’t even know. I was taking a walk today and this idea popped into my head. I swear I’m still writing the bookstore AU, too. Also, *pops confetti*, I hit 2k followers today! Who ARE all you guys? Anyway, this fluff/ridiculousness is for you. ~1.6k words, rated G. Sterek, of course.

now also on AO3

The whole thing starts with Stiles really, really craving a meatball sub from the place across the street.

“God, someone shut him up,” Erica groans. They’re all kind of at their breaking point by now; they’ve been camped out in this meeting room all day, brainstorming. “He’s been talking about the same goddamn sandwich for seven and a half minutes now, and it’s making me hungry.”

“If only our ad campaign were about sandwiches, Stilinski would have it in the bag and we could all go home,” Isaac sighs.

From across the table, Derek rises abruptly to his feet and storms out. (Or maybe it’s just that Stiles always interprets everything Derek does as stormy. With those eyebrows, it’s hard not to.)

Stiles assumes he’s just gotten so fed up with them all that it’s either storm out or kill someone, and he’s just grateful Derek chose Door Number 1. It’s a good day not to get killed by Derek Hale.

Only, fifteen minutes later he comes back in. With a paper bag from the deli.

As soon as he gets within grabbing distance, Stiles practically collapses across the table in his haste to reach for it. “Oh my god, is that what I think it is?”

Derek holds it up over his head. “Who says this is for you? Maybe all your talk inspired me to go get a meatball sub of my own.”

“Oh, please. Like anyone with your abs eats meatball subs.” Stiles leaps to his feet on his swivel chair—because screw safety, Derek will catch him if he starts to topple over—and snatches the bag out of Derek’s grip. Derek doesn’t fight him for it very hard.

“Why don’t I get a meatball sub?” Erica whines, thumping her head down on her notebook. “Doesn’t anyone love me?”

Derek shrugs and takes his seat again. “You didn’t ask.”

“You just like Stilinski better,” she grumbles, and Derek just shrugs again.

Meanwhile, Stiles rips into the bag and takes a huge bite out of the gloriousness that is this sandwich. He can’t help throwing in a few theatrical moans just to taunt Erica, and she suitably rewards him with a glare of death across the table.

“Mmm,” Stiles says. “Derek, I love you so much, dude. Marry me.”

Instead of the grumpy eyebrows he expects, Derek meets his eye, leans back smugly in his chair, and says, “Okay.”

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Everyday is your birthday in the fifth house. It is a cosmic Disneyland that opens just for you.

Sun in the 5th house/Leo in the 5th house
The world is a stage and the performer is gracious, radiant, and absolutely transcendent. A Queen dancing on the rays of the Sun, the whole world is watching on

Moon in the 5th house/Cancer in the 5th house
A child walks under a white Moon spotlight, exquisite and enchanting, glowing with the sovereign of an heiress

Mercury in the 5th house/Gemini or Virgo in the 5th house
The word alchemist, wings made of sun, a painter of children’s fairytales with language, a pen that pops with confetti holding books full of colour and delight

Venus in the 5th house/Libra or Taurus in the 5th house
The lover dances on a stage, blowing kisses and swaying with the sun, releasing the bubbles of pleasure, music, and indulgence and seduction

Mars in the 5th house/Aries in the 5th house
A child emerges from a box of crayons ready to draw a world into this one, a woman flickers lights from her fingers, under a blaze she bedazzles with a fire twirling display

Jupiter in the 5th house/Sagittarius in the 5th house
Laughter radiates from the crackle of morning light, today is everybody’s birthday, it’s eating a marshmellow icecream cake for breakfast

Saturn in the 5th house/Capricorn in the 5th house
A guardian appears, one who swoops in to hold and love and protect those vulnerable children, a guardian emerges to soothe his own inner child

Uranus in the 5th house/Aquarius in the 5th house
A bizarre artist walks from his home, an abandoned church in the woods, eccentric portraits and paintings hang upside down

Neptune in the 5th house/Pisces in the 5th house
A circus performer walks and floats and contorts, every movement a display of bodily art and entrancing sensuality, she creates ambient music with her thoughts

Pluto in the 5th house/Scorpio in the 5th house
Beneath a pastel sea, swirling with hypnotic music and art, a spellcaster swims with a wand, every exertion of self is a creative display of godly magnificence

-C.

41. We are not allowed to fill all of the classrooms with balloons that explode at random intervals.

Good idea for adding confetti and water into some of them, Pete - JP

I do what I can. - PP

Although, I was finding glitter in my hair for weeks after this stunt. - RL

I thought the extra sparkle to your being really accented your glowing features. - SB

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  • Dean: Sammy, I have to tell you something.
  • Sam, slowly pulling rainbow flag out from under shirt: yes?
  • Dean: I just, it's been on my mind...
  • Sam, pulling string that drops rainbow banner down: yes?
  • Dean: I've been wanting to bring it up for a while now,
  • Sam, popping rainbow confetti: uh huh?
  • Dean: I just... I just....
  • Sam, pulling Cas out of a closet: what is it, Dean?
  • Dean: I just can't get over you changing the seat height in my car.
  • Sam, flipping table, shoving Cas back into the closet, sweeping confetti away, pulling down banner: COME ON!!!!
Quarterback Comeback - Chris Evans

Request: Okay so you wrote the Falcon fan story, think you can write one where the reader is a Patriots fan? Because if I had been at that game I would have been flipping out right along side him! & 

Request: Hey, do you think you can write a Chris Evans x Reader at the Superbowl, she’s also a Pats fan, and sooo much into the game. And they both yell the same thing at the same time and Chris notices her and like immediate crush, please?

A/N: Sorry if this is a bit cramped or any sort of football terminology is off, I tried to be accurate as I could. I even watched highlights of the game and went on the NFL website to look up the players, lmao. I hope this is good for both requests! Lots of love - R .x 

people: Chris!SuperBowl - Reader ft. Scott Evans & Jeremy Renner

warnings: nope.


“Yeah! Fuck yeah! Is this was euphoria feels like? Cause I’m high as a fuckin’ kite, that was sick, man!” You gave a double high five to Renner before turning to take a sip of your beer, which was missing. 

What the fuck, who takes a beer at the Super Bowl? Are we savages?

“Chris, I think someone stole my beer, Imma go get another-” Just as you were searching through your purse you glanced up at your boyfriend to see him frozen, with a beer situated right on his lips.

Popping up, you snatched your beer out of the thieves hands. Putting it on your other side knowing Renner would spit it out any of the beer if he decided to steal it. It was Bud Light and Renner was too fancy for that shit, so he says.

“Hey! Asshole! Ain’t you got millions? Get your paws off my drink!” I poked at Chris’s Patriot covered chest and saw those blue eyes begin their trick of puppy dog eyes, the ones I never could resist from him, ever.

“I thought we share now? Besides, it’s like God is upon us now! We have a fucking lead we’re so close, babe. We’re gonna win. I know it. Forget the beer we are going to be champions again-” We swing our heads as Scott yells out for us to look out onto the field- oh fuck.

“BRADY! FUCK YEAH! OH, MY GOD! YES, YES YES!”

“BRADY! FUCK YEAH! OH, MY GOD! YES, YES YESSSSSSSS!”

You saw your second boyfriend (to be fair, Chris didn’t really care and actually would agree anytime you talked about how Tom’s ass looked damn fine in his uniform. 

“Are you two fuckin’ like psychic? What the hell?” You both turned to Renner and rose a brow to him,

“What do ya mean?” Chris took a swig of his own beer can, and let his eyes drift back and forth to the field as Brady got Pat’s for his slide into the 40-yard line.

“You two have been yelling the same thing at the exact same time for like twenty minutes, I’d think you’ll we’re from the shining if you guys weren’t fuc-” 

Punching his shoulder you just smirked at Renner and shook your head, “It’s called telekinesis, Jer. We get it whenever we watch sports. It’s like all of a sudden we share a brain-” You took a slow glare to Chris jokingly, “And apparently beer’s now too…”

Chris only laughed and grasped your waist, pulling you snug into his side as the team set up again. “You think they’ll come back from 3 to 28?” 

Scott asked nonchalantly, only to have you and Chris simultaneously tell him, “Yeah we fuckin’ arah! We turning this steamboat around.”

You giggled at this weird formation that only now you realized looked probably quite disturbing outside of your mind and Chris’s as well. “We’re weird, aren’t we?”

“Yup. Psychos whose team is about to lock this shit down.” You gave Chris a peck to his arm before turning back to the game, only to see a goddamn miracle happen as White took a dive, landing a touchdown but just inches.

“Yeah! Oh, my! God!” You and Chris looked at each other with eyes filled to the brim with joy. Except, normally the passion that was in between you was not because a sweaty guy just got sacked by a bunch of other sweaty guys and managed to still land a touchdown.

“Still worried we ain’t gonna win, Scottie?” You leaned over and looked at Scott as he gave you a fuck off smirk and shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Oh good, god. I’m gonna have to have to Chris’s in my life now? Is this what it’s gonna be like, every time the Patriot’s get to the Super Bowl? Because if so, I’m gonna start charging you both for my additional weekly therapy sessions.” 

Chris just laughed loudly, clapping his heads as he threw his head back, obviously getting a bit Drunk Happy. You just chuckled to yourself and downed the rest of my beer, setting it aside and focusing back on the game.

                                                          …

You knew they were going to make a comeback, it was what New Englander’s did. We turned around in the last moments and came together to fucking smash the glass ceiling every time. We never stop and we don’t even let our minds wander in the final hours of the game. To see the ball make it across the white line, and into the zone, landing us Patriots, another. Fucking. Win.

Confetti went off as you and Chris jumped up and down, high from the electricity in the air of fellow Bostonians and Englander’s cheering the team for their miraculous victory. “Oh my god! Yes! Yeah, yeah, yeah!” You shouted along with Chris as we roared with the fans. 

Taking in the victory of another win. Feeling Chris tug slightly on your arm made you turn towards him only to be picked up by the inward curve of your waist, and have a pair of beer tasting lips kiss you fiercely. Not bothering in holding back anything between you both as he kissed you with as much force as he could without pain. You draped your arms around his neck, letting your legs snake around his waist. Suddenly forgetting you were in public and people we most likely filming this. You frankly, give a damn, because your Quarterback was kissing from the victory. 

You almost pulled away from Chris with the love he poured into the kiss, feeling as if it was too much for your body to handle with all the excitement and beer running through you, right now. He pulled his head away and gave a dreaming, toothy grin that made you giggle softly into his neck while leaned in. You embraced the teddy bear of a man while swaying together back and forth in almost a hypnotic motion. Letting the cheers take you both different places. It was weird looking at everyone jumping and screeching, yet you’d just been that person who was tugging at their hair, grabbing anyone in sighting to tug them towards the scene below you, or even just shouting fuck over and over.

You couldn’t help but chuckle at the chaos that surrounded you both, and the euphoria that laid in between are bodies, almost like we found a transportation device and we’re no longer at the stadium. We’re just together, loving one in another in a celebration of joy and love. After the last year, this win felt more than a victory for the Patriots, it felt like a win for you and Chris, personally. 

After the fights that you both went through together, united as one for the injustice that America was receiving these days, and much more to come, it sucked to believe tomorrow would resume normally. You kept in mind that in this moment, confetti popped and fell all around us, some catching even in your tangled locks.

“I mean, I hate to say this, Scott, but look how cute the Shining twins are? It’s like a football romantic dramedy!” Chris’s friend John teased you both as he pointed his camera towards us both, making Scott laugh and swat at John’s camera 

“Hey! It’s only during football season we become one. The rest of the time we are in a war together on who is better than the other at what. Let’s be honest, babe. I’m better, always.”

You slapped Chris on the chest and giggled, taking his unfinished Bud light from behind him, and slowly bringing it to your lips, “You keep telling yourself that, Buddy Boy. Just remember that we have film age of me kicking your ass all the way to Colorado in table tennis.”

“Shots already fired and we aren’t even out of the damn stadium yet!” Scott groaned, smacking his hand to his forehead. Jeremy let out a gruff laugh and patted my back as you situate yourself back on the ground again, fixing your top that had risen slightly.

“Congrats Scott on your newest sibling!” Jeremy teased to across at Scott who was smiling and shaking his head. “I’m in for a new hearing aid when they have a baby and becomes the ultimate super pat’s fan. Can you imagine?”

“Yes, I can, dork! And she’s also part of the team and is alongside all the best players and has gotten twenty super bowl rings so yeah!” You smiled at Chris delicately, as if he was suddenly made of glass. His voice never wavered when he replied to Scott, meaning he’d thought about our daughter in the NFL before. Not just making it up right now.

“Hmm, Baby Evans, Quarterback for the Patriots and winner of… a noble peace prize! I like that, babe. Let’s go start planning her future college fund, right now! Well, after we celebrate, then we can start her college fund and map out where she’ll play in college…”

Chris smiled and jumped for joy like a jumping bean suddenly made its way into his heart. Chris couldn’t help but dream about the perfection of you and him, crossed together to make the most amazing human being.

Chris knew that whatever gender, whatever personality, they’d have a Quarterback baby. It wasn’t the worst thing in the world to think about, though. He couldn’t help but smile more and more at the thought of a baby Evans wandering around during a future Super bowl, with a tiny Brady jersey on during the game.

Something to look forward too, in the next few years. 

At least that was Chris’s hope.


I can’t keep my Chris!Dad feels down, guys!!! I mean like look below, COME ONNNNN! They always come out in my writing, lol. I hope you enjoyed it! 

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omg what abt ignis proposing to/marrying his s/o

This request is my everything, even though it’s been sitting around for a while. Thank you.

Happy birthday Iggy, you’re getting married *pops confetti*


The Proposal

  • You know this guy didn’t mess around for as long as Prompto did. Granted, he still had the ring for entirely too long, in his opinion, but he didn’t have it for months. He did all his planning ahead of time.
  • Okay. He had the ring for a week in advance. His s/o considers it impressive that he asked so quickly, but he thinks it’s about four days too many. Don’t listen to him. His s/o knows better.
  • The proposal is quiet for the sole reason that the other bros aren’t even sure if Ignis’ s/o is a real person. They have suspicions that Ignis is in a relationship, but they can confirm nothing, since Ignis never talks about it and they’ve never even met the fabled s/o. (Except they have, they just didn’t know that Ignis was in a relationship with them)
  • So yeah, the proposal
  • The two of them are at home. There’s soft music playing in the background, Ignis is cooking, his s/o is sitting at the island in the kitchen and reading a book aloud to him while handing him various utensils. It’s so domestic and Ignis can feel his heart swelling at the thought of the rest of his life being like this.
  • Ignis stowed the ring away in one of the cupboards earlier while his s/o was unaware. It’s in this plain little box, and it’s similar looking to the contents of the cupboard so it’s easily overlooked.
  • Well, yes, they’re cooking together. Ignis is beyond entertained by the different accents his s/o is using for each of the characters, and even though he’s lost interest in the contents of the book itself, their voice never ceases to hold his attention.
  • The food is done before long, and Ignis grabs some wine glasses and the box with the ring in it while his s/o is arranging the food and the table. 
  • Ignis is literally so excited, he’s internally bouncing in place, but he keeps his calm face on. He’s not nervous, okay, maybe a little, okay, maybe a lot. He’s really nervous and really excited.
  • His worst nightmare is that he stutters when proposing to his s/o.
  • So the two of them are eating dinner, right? And Ignis is holding a good enough conversation with them, until –
  • “There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you for some time now.”
  • At first his s/o is worried that they did something wrong. Ignis has this look on his face, and even though there’s adoration so clear in his eyes, there’s something else that puts them off. It’s intense determination. He reaches for their hand across the table and interlocks their fingers.
  • “The time that we’ve spent seeing each other has been the best time of my life. I wouldn’t trade this for anything. I value it – I value you, more than all of Eos. (Y/N), I’d like to spend the rest of my life with you, and so I ask–” He removes himself from his seat to kneel in front of his s/o and presents them the ring. “Will you marry me?”
  • His s/o can’t even vocalize an answer. They nod frantically and grab his face, pulling him up to kiss him. They can feel Ignis’ grin against their lips, and they’re grinning too. The kiss, and every one after that, is sweet and filled to the brim with the love they share for each other.

The Wedding

  • When Ignis announces that he’s getting married, Noctis and Prompto are shocked, but Gladio just grins. “That’s 500 gil you guys owe me.” Pfft, apparently they knew more than they let on. The other bros weren’t sure that the s/o existed, but if they did, then they were probably getting married to Ignis. Doubtless.
  • When they’re planning the wedding, Ignis and his s/o get into a deep discussion about the differences between eggshell and cream. They instead decide on grays and blacks with splashes of greens and blues. 
  • Their wedding looks like those cool edits where everything is in black and white except the flowers and the people, which are in color.
  • The wedding is mildly extravagant. There’s enough people for it to be a little crowded but nothing overwhelming. It’s the perfect size, really. 
  • Ignis is standing at the altar. Gladio is best man, but really so are Prompto and Noctis. They’re all best man. They’re equally best. But Gladio is standing the closest to Ignis.
  • Ignis isn’t wearing gloves, but he wishes he was because his palms are so sweaty and his hands won’t stop shaking. The gravity of this all hit him like a ton of bricks. He’s getting married. He’s dedicating the rest of his life to one person. Holy shit.
  • Gladio notices how nervous Ignis is and literally just claps a hand against his back and tells him to relax. Ignis sends him a withering look.
  • When Ignis sees his s/o walking down the aisle towards him… wow.
  • He’s not sure if his jaw is actually brushing against the ground or not. He takes this really sharp inhale of breath because he’s just taken back by how amazing they look. All the words in the world wouldn’t do the image of his s/o justice.
  • They’re both beaming at each other. The vows are said with such conviction that literally everyone at the ceremony is either grinning or “aww”-ing under their breath.
  • It’s time for the kiss. Ignis breaks out the biggest smile anyone’s ever seen on him and cups his s/o’s face with both hands, then leans in and kisses them – maybe a little bit too passionately for an audience, but he doesn’t even care. He’s so happy he’s got someone who he’s going to share the rest of his life with.
  • Ignis shoves the whole cake slice into his spouse’s face. Like, the whole slice. His s/o snatches the specs off his nose and then returns the favor. They kiss again, cake bits and icing falling into the embrace.
  • There’s almost no spot of the dance floor left untouched by the sweeping waltz that is Ignis and his s/o’s dance together. Everyone at the ceremony can confirm that the dance is the most graceful thing they’ve seen on the planet.
  • If you thought Prompto was bad about stealing kisses, watch out for Ignis. He’s the expert at sneaky kisses. Except he’s not actually being sneaky tonight, and he and his s/o are called out a couple of times by the bros for excessive PDA. Ignis just smirks at them. “My wedding,” he says simply, then kisses his s/o again.

geminis and aquarians are both so spellbound by the magic of their minds…they are airy bubbles of knowledge, popping thought confetti on everybody in company… 

aquarius and gemini are both air signs, but gemini is ruled by mercury which guards the lower mind. jupiter the ruler of sagittarius embodies the higher mind. uranus is the ruler of aquarius and associates with mental and intuitive concepts that are beyond the dimensions of the human thought form
and yet gemini is mutable and aquarius is fixed… gemini is more concerned about following their own inquisitiveness and amusing themselves, delighting in the play of conversation and exchanging insights… teaching and learning… dispersing information and gathering just enough bullet points to ascertain understanding…their mind instantly joins ideas and fuses opposition view points..they tend to learn with ease in the education setting, typically distracted but seemingly able to absorb everything and pull random assortments of knowledge from different fragments of their mind…they think many things at once and get tangled in thoughts… gemini emanates the love of venus through language and the information they share; to gemini it is an act of love to inform…. 

aquarius is inquisitive and seeks information he can expand ideas from, he acquires knowledge through merging penetrative research with intuition and rationality… he conceives ideas far more wide ranging and innovative than gemini… the aquarian thoughts are aligned with a social conscience and intense examination… they extract the most vital, intrinsic elements of the information at hand and are unwilling to compromise beliefs without significant evidence…it is acquired to develop deep wisdom, a language to apply to their rich intuition, and disperse to the masses out of pure service. aquarius is less suited to mainstream education than gemini,.. geminis are clever.. but aquarius is maybe too intelligent for the curriculum of mainstream education, so it is not challenging or does not inflame their brilliant mind. it’s like they have the brainwaves of otherbeings galaxies away who have lived light years in the future
aquarius pour the pail of numinous wisdom knowledge while gemini talks about 

everything they have seen and learned … gemini is the adolescent messenger who sweeps people away with words and aquarius is the mother of humanity, the verbal humanitarian that distributes the liquid knowledge that replenishes a spiritually and knowledge starved mankind 

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SAD, SHOCKED AND HAPPY
  • Germany: I didn't win the war
  • Italy: I'm so... sad *popping confetti poppers*.... shocked *hanging up CONGRATS ALLIES banner*... disappointed *popping a bottle of champagne*
  • Germany: Will you stay with me Italy?
  • Italy: *Singing Stay With Me duet ver.*

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How would the SDR2 boys purpose to their S/O?

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SDR2 Boys proposing to their S/O

Hajime Hinata

  • He is quite relaxed about the whole thing
  • Doesn’t want you to suspect anything
  • So he just casually suggests the two of you go out for dinner
  • He has the ring in pocket
  • He’s somewhat flirtatious throughout the evening
  • Though he’s mostly acting normal
  • Until he accidentally knocks the bill onto the floor
  • The waiter knows but plays along, beginning to crouch to collect it but Hinata got there first
  • “Well… While I’m down here…”
  • You’re pretty confused
  • But he then shifts so he’s on one knee
  • And casually pulls out the ring in the case
  • The waiter is smirking
  • “Would you do me the honours of marrying me, Y/N?”
  • He’s just down there with a little expectant smile on his lips
  • Once you accept he takes your hand, slips the ring on and then kisses it

Kazuichi Soda

  • He also wants to keep it low key
  • So he doesn’t want you knowing
  • And he doesn’t want any of his friends knowing either
  • He makes out like it’s a normal day
  • He’s in the garage, tinkering with a new robot
  • And rather than going into the house and calling you to him he texts you
  • ‘I’ve got a new invention to show you Y/N’
  • He spams you until you come outside to him
  • Where a new little robot greets you and herds you into the garage
  • He’s sat on a chair with that devilish smirk
  • “Hey hey~ I’ve got a question for ya,”
  • The robot vanishes for a second
  • Soda pats on his lap for you to sit there
  • As you sit down the robot returns at your feet with a little box
  • You take it and the robot opens a little banner
  • You’ve worked out what’s happening
  • As you open the box the banner extends completely
  • ‘Will you marry me’
  • He rests his chin on your shoulder and looks at you hopefully
  • When you say yes the robot pops confetti and he pulls you in for a sweet kiss

Nagito Komaeda

  • He has no ring
  • And he had no plan
  • He wanted to propose at some point
  • But he didn’t plan it like this
  • He was cuddling with you
  • And he just kinda pulled you to him
  • “I love you so much Y/N… I don’t know how you can love trash like me…”
  • You playfully slap him for the self depreciating comment
  • He starts to cuddle you tighter
  • “I wonder sometimes why you don’t leave me,”
  • A play fight between the two of you begins
  • He laughs and ends up on top of you
  • “I’d love to marry you just to see if your feelings are genuine,”
  • The two of you just look at each other as you realise what he says
  • “Well then I guess I will marry you the Komaeda,”
  • He’s astounded and this just leads to lots of kisses and suggests plans for a wedding

Nekomaru Nidai

  • He wouldn’t plan it
  • He’d known for a while that he wanted to marry you
  • Mostly because he kept having thoughts about the wedding
  • So at the start of the week he went out and bought the ring
  • He didn’t have any plans on how to propose
  • So he carried it with him at all times
  • Until one evening he took you out
  • Just for a walk in the town
  • The evening bustle of the crowds was somewhat mesmerising
  • He had an arm around you as the pair of you wove through the streets
  • Until he stopped at a spot where all the lights were visible to the two of you
  • And he couldn’t think of a more perfect moment
  • So his arm fell from you and he dropped to one knee
  • He loved how the evening lights reflected in your eyes and he knew he was doing the right thing then and there
  • The moment you accepted he had swept you off of your feet and was cheering and carrying you through the crowds shouting your engagement

Gundham Tanaka

  • It’s the deva’s time to shine
  • He doesn’t want it to look like he planned it
  • But he did
  • A lot
  • In the morning he would bring you breakfast in bed
  • Run a bath for you once you’d eaten
  • Before announcing he had to go out and get something
  • So you were left for a while
  • But the doorbell rang, and you clambered out of the bath
  • Before the door stood the four devas
  • Strange that they didn’t go with him
  • But they each seem to have something in their mouth
  • In turn they spat out a small ball of paper
  • As they did so you heard Gundham’s key in the door turning
  • Will
  • You
  • Marry
  • Me
  • The door opens and he’s there, a ring in box in hand
  • And a little smile on his lips
  • How could you say no

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu

  • Most of the time he’ll have others do his work for him
  • And he isn’t going to change that just because he’s proposing
  • But he’s going to be there on one knee that’s for sure
  • He takes you out to a restaurant too
  • And the staff are spoiling you
  • Unlimited refills of drinks
  • Decorations on the table
  • All sorts of romantic embellishments on the food
  • But the lights dim
  • And Fuyuhiko stands, dusting his suit
  • Before flashing you a smile
  • “I’ll be right back my darling,”
  • He vanishes for a while and a waitress treats you to another drink
  • The amount of alcohol is making you think he’s trying to get you drunk
  • But then he comes back
  • And he seems smarter somehow
  • Before he stands before you, kissing you briefly before dropping to one knee
  • So that’s why Peko was asking what rings I liked
  • The lights are all on the two of you now
  • When you accept his lips are on yours again in seconds and he’s sliding the engagement ring onto your finger

Byakuya Twogami (Imposter)

  • He wanted to keep it between the two of you
  • And he didn’t exactly plan it either
  • He’d bought the ring months before
  • And kind of forgotten about it
  • Until you were tidying up after him
  • And he noticed it
  • About two metres away from you
  • And he panicked
  • So he just kinda
  • Slid in front of it and waited for you to move away, somewhat bewildered
  • “There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you… As me, from my own heart,”
  • He’s feeling all his love for you overwhelming him
  • And he just stutters it out in the end
  • Before showing you the ring
  • “If you don’t like it we can cha-”
  • You kiss him and accept
  • So he picks you up and spins you around

Teruteru Hanamura

  • Of course he’ll propose at the restaurant
  • He has his kitchen team cook the best meal for the two of you
  • With his minimal input
  • Though when something isn’t up to standard he’s marching in there himself
  • And educating them on how to properly cook
  • Gordon Ramsey is that you
  • But in the end he’s less stressed
  • Because he knows they’ve got the desserts planned ahead of time
  • With the most perfect embellishments
  • All hearts
  • And lots of chocolate
  • It’s one of those where you pour the hot chocolate over it and it melts
  • And as it melts away there’s a little ring inside it
  • Teruteru is sat opposite you looking all smug
  • “Will you marry me, Y/N?”
  • The ring has now got chocolate on it but sssshhhhh
  • You nod
  • And he proceeds to feed you your dessert across the table
  • Telling you how much he loves you

anonymous asked:

Hey :3 I really love your blog and your writing, it's amazing <3 Um, I have one request... I just beat the game yesterday and OH MY GOD THESE EMOTIONS! So I would be really happy if you could write something about the chocobros reacting to their s/o getting emotional when they beat a video game or see a sad cutscene or so. (Since Prompto loves video games himself I'm very curious how you think he would react ^^) Thank you and keep up the good work <3

Look… I just beat FFXV yesterday, too, and so this ask is fitting perfectly. I’m like crying because I found an extended version of Somnus (the one where she’s singing) and I couldn’t stop myself from listening to it. agh.

anyways fun fact: this is the 50th installment to the masterlist. *pops confetti*

thank you. <3


Noctis is one of those people who brushes off the sad parts of video games but is actually Deeply Affected™ by them and precisely a month later, after his s/o may or may not have gotten over the sad part, he’ll bring it up like “I can’t believe they all died at the end…” and his s/o will either be like “i just got over this how could you” or “I KNOW RIGHT,” this can go either way. He won’t shed a tear because he’s not affected on an extremely personal level, but he’s still gonna be sad about it. It’s like hearing your friend’s cousin died. It’s sad.

If his s/o is crying over a video game, you can bet one thousand gil that Prompto is crying too. Like, most of the time it’s not even from the game. He’s still deeply affected (on a deeper level than Noctis) but seeing his s/o cry makes him cry, and they’ll both be in tears very soon. He’s the one that’ll plow through and keep playing even though he can’t see the screen cause he’s crying. “Prompto, I think it’s time for a break,” his s/o will say, still blubbering, wanting to perhaps escape the game for a bit. “These poor characters have to keep going so I will too,” he responds, his voice thick with tears, and really his s/o can’t refuse that argument.

Gladio finds it kinda amusing and endearing when his s/o starts getting emotional over a video game. He had to keep himself from laughing when he heard them cursing at their game through the walls. Like… when his s/o starts crying over a part, he’ll give them a huge hug – from behind, so he doesn’t block their view of the screen – and he acts as their rock because he’s not shedding a single tear. His eyes don’t even sting. The most emotion you’ll get is a frown, maybe a curse? Because Gladio maintains this sort of detachment from fictional works so he doesn’t get so drawn in. He wants to experience it, but not be overwhelmed by it. So when his s/o’s favorite character dies, he’ll listen to them ramble and agree with them that yes, that was messed up.

Ignis kinda mirrors Marge from The Simpsons in this sense – if he comes along and his s/o is in tears, if he didn’t know about the issue previously he’ll probably ask if one of their characters has come across some troubles. Ignis, like Gladio, tries to keep himself detached from fictional works, but he’s not very good at it. He’s somewhere between Gladio and Noctis on the scale of reactions. He’ll listen to his s/o ramble about it if it’s a thing that he wasn’t there for. If Ignis was there from the beginning of the game to the point where his s/o’s favorite character died or the like, he’ll be upset, but it’s like a “I thought they were gonna die but I didn’t think they were actually gonna die” kinda sense. Still, to compare how upset he is, it’s like the feeling you get when you drop something, like “oh no” but you know it won’t break.


I totally blanked on Ignis’ part.