do i knoooow

To Feed A Flame - Part I

I’ve collected a ton of prompts asking for this kind of fic by now and here it finally is: EreJeanMarco ABO au, for all you kinky little shits out there

“Wait…”, Jean mumbled fingers stilling where they were tangled in Eren’s shirt, slowly blinking down at the shorter boy he had shoved against the wall. “You’re not … you’re not a Beta?”
Eren huffed, eyelids fluttering as he looked down, cheeks red and lips glistening. Jean had expected many things to come out of this, but not Eren dropping that kind of surprise between frantic kisses.
“I’m not”, he growled, gaze stubbornly cast down. “So can you start that gloating thing you always do and … get it over with?”
Jean blinked. He would have been offended at the suggestion alone if the topic hadn’t been so obviously painful for Eren to talk about. The way he was bracing himself for ridicule and rejection said everything and Jean felt a painful sting in his chest realizing how afraid Eren must have been of his reaction.

“That’s not … I wouldn’t…” There were no words, really. Not when Eren clenched his jaw tight and turned his face away, hands falling away from Jean’s hips.
Jean didn’t know how to explain this to Eren. That he’d never laugh about him for something important the way he did for countless other, tiny things. That their sarcastic banter wasn’t supposed to get this personal. For a second he wondered why the other boy would ever think it even could. But with the way Eren seemed to withdraw further from him every second he needed to do something, anything, to save the situation.

“Does Marco know?”, he asked instead of keeping up his attempts at assuring Eren he wouldn’t make fun of him or gloat. Eren shrugged.
“He will when you run home and tell him about it”, he muttered, still not looking at Jean and okay, that stung. But he couldn’t even start to imagine the kind of scenarios Eren’s mind had spun thinking about coming out to them.
Maybe that was the reason it had taken them this long. They’d been dancing around the border of officially dating for months now, giving Eren the time he needed while growing increasingly more and more frustrated and worried. Apparently it wasn’t just the idea of joining a couple that had already been dating a long time that had kept Eren at arms length…

“I won't”, Jean said, careful to keep his voice level and calm as he reached up with one hand, nudging a finger against Eren’s chin to carefully coax him into eye contact again. It was tentative and guarded but good enough for the moment. “I won’t tell Marco anything without your consent. But … you could come home with me and we could talk to him together?”

It took Eren a long while of gazing critically into Jean’s eyes until he started to accept that this was it, that Jean wouldn’t laugh about him or leave or break off the whole, budding relationship.
“Okay”, he finally breathed and even though he didn’t seem too convinced just yet it had to be enough for the moment.


“I understand you were nervous”, Marco said, kind and gentle, holding hand between careful fingers. “But thank you for telling us. We really appreciate it, that must have been so hard for you…”
Eren nodded, lips still tight but expression way less guarded after they had promised him that, no Jean and Marco weren’t dating because they were only really attracted to other Alphas and that no, of course they wouldn’t send him away after finding out he was an Omega. Sure they would have to learn a few things but that was far from impossible. And now that they knew about him they could take even better care of him and understand his behaviour even better.

“But Eren…”, Marco continued, eyebrows pulled together a bit. “Why did you tell us now? Did something happen?”
Jean had wondered that as well. Been wrecking his brain if they’d said or done anything that could have made him worry like that. But it had been way more important to get Eren home and onto their couch so that Marco, sweet, gentle, patient Marco, could take care of the delicate situation before Jean said something stupid that drove their almost-boyfriend away completely.

Eren bit his lip and nodded. He looked so tiny right now, like a “proper” Omega. Jean only noticed because usually their friend looked anything but demure and submissive. On the contrary, he was strong and opinionated and he always got what he wanted.
Seeing him like this, scared and embarrassed, was weird and made an odd protectiveness crawl through Jean’s chest.

“My heat’s close.”
The words were so quiet Jean almost didn’t catch them and he only knew he heard right when Marco’s eyes opened just a bit wider.
“You’d have found out anyway and I thought … if you wanted to end it because of … you at least wouldn’t have to see me like that…”
“Oh darling…”, Marco hummed, raising Eren’s hand to his lips to breathe a soft kiss against bruised knuckles. “We don’t mind at all. All we want is for you to be comfortable around us.”
“I am!”, Eren said vehemently, almost startling in the soft, quite atmosphere. “I’ve never felt so safe around anyone before, let alone Alphas! I was just so scared of losing this when you found out…”

Jean had to swallow. All this time he didn’t have the slightest idea.
“Well, you won’t.” His voice sounded a little raspy but the tiny smile he got for his efforts was enough. Silence fell over them for a while after that but it was far from the oppressive kind that had hung in the air before Eren had started to talk.

“Where will you spend your heat?” As soon as the words were out Jean wanted to take them back, overcome with the strong urge to hit himself in the face. That sounded so cliché, so perverted and lusty and … Alpha. Just what Eren didn’t need right then. He wouldn’t have been surprised if their friend got up and left.
But instead Eren shrugged, a light hint of pink creeping back onto his cheeks.
“I don’t know yet…”, he mumbled and his voice sounded so small and adorable Jean wanted to kiss him. But he stayed firmly seated in the armchair across from them.

“Well, you do know two guys who’d love to take care of you…”, Marco offered with a mischievous smirk and Eren blushed even more. “No pressure, no expectations. Just an offer. Think about it?”
Marco hadn’t even finished before Eren nodded, a small, careful movement but it didn’t look uninterested at all.
“I will”, he promised, voice strong and even again. Jean really, really hoped he would.

Part II

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satifying moments in the falsettos cast album
  • his name is MENDEEEEEEL
  • i’ll pay the biiiiill untiiiiiil you’re old
  • oh what a lovely table, such a romantic table!
  • whyyyy is he aaalways heeeere?
  • i’m not a giant man but i’ll love you until- love you until I DIIIIIIE
  • yes i feel guilt, yes i’m annoyed, so was jung, so was freud!
  • god i’ll tryyyyy, tryyyyyyyy, i’ll cry
  • life’s a sham and every move is wrong, we’ve examined every move as we move along
  • clip the coupons, make the dinner and looooove hiiiiiim!
  • god bless our home!
  • YOU DIE ON may 27th at eight!
  • my father cried “you’ll MARRY”
  • it’s the 80s! (yabadabadah) ooh, the 80s!
  • the whole thing’s voodoo, and i know more than you do!
  • it’s been so long since i could tell!
  • for the first time in months, nobody dieeeeeeeeeeeeed!
  • “DO YOU KNOOOOW HOW GREAT MY LIFE IS?” “yes i knooooow great your life is!”
  • you save lives and i save chicken fat, i can’t fucking deal with that!
  • where’s the heat? where’s the fire? used to be your desire to FIGHT, so FIGHT!
  • do you knoooow? all i want is you! anything you do is alright-
  • “go ahead and kill your mother!” “not with guns, but kill you mother
  • everyone hates his parents, now i see why…
  • but not a word about the killer!
  • yes, thats my life!
  • i love friends that hover!
  • let’s pretend that nothing is awful
  • to go out without care, my head high in the air, it’s the last little mountain i’ll climb… i’ll climb!

feel free to add more!

anonymous asked:

The Avengers Germany scene continues to ruin my life because who wouldn't want to be ruled by Loki? I swear to god that very scene does things to me! God the way he says "you were made to be ruled" just kills me! 😭😭😭

Ahah I feel you Anon ! That scene really was something, and Tom’s voice in general, and especially as Loki does things to me as well. I mean, yeah his voice is one (among many other things) of my fav things about him…


“listen kid, you can’t kill a kaiju with just a lightsaber”
“what about 1000 lightsabers”
“please be reasonable”
“no don’t i wanna see her try”

is this a pacific rim crossover??? i dont know
(btw jessika’s outfit is her outfit in @parksnark‘s high school au)

My grandparents getting mad at me because the baby is going to have the father’s last name and telling me, “He’s going to take you to court for moneu because of this later,” and then snidely replying after I said that he was always going to be a part of her life, “Always is a very long time.” YO YOUR RACISM IS SHOWING!!!!!

anonymous asked:

"i don't need eyes to see ur oogling me" *makes suspiciously distressed noises* i see what ur doing here nif...

I knoooow I’m awful


“Elevator, let’s go! Now! (…) This is better than the stairs.” “Yeah!”

Paul Walker in Brick Mansions’ trailer (x)

gerrardz  asked:

se o real FINALMENTE deixar ir o james só para irem arruinar a vida do bernardo instead ..... istg a este ponto é um ataque pessoal, eles não podem arruinar só os putos deles?? tem mesmo de vir atrás dos nossos tb??????

I knoooow!! E depois provavelmente vão tratar o bernardo como os espanhóis tratam os outros tugas todos smh honestly preferia que ele fosse para o United (credo ew) ou outro clube qualquer fora de espanha. pior tratado não devia ser lmao
Robert Downey Jr. on the politics of Iron Man in 'Captain America: Civil War' |


Here’s the scene: An elevator opens in the op-center, and Steve Rogers and his friend Sam Wilson, a.k.a. Anthony Mackie’s Falcon, walk out – with a silent T’Challa (the public identity of Chadwick Boseman’s Black Panther) walking in front of them alongside the government attaché played by Martin Freeman. Scarlet Johansson’s Black Widow is with them, and she’s not saying anything either.

Something bad has gone down. Cap and Falcon were involved. It did not go well. They have handed over their vibranium shield and flying apparatus before being allowed access to this place. The pair look like they’re being sent to the principal’s office.

“You guys want to take a seat?” Widow says. “And try not to break anything while we fix this.”

Stark, who hasn’t yet had his beat-down, is on his cell phone with U.S. Secretary of State Thaddeus Ross (William Hurt) as Cap and Falcon step into the nerve center of the intelligence office. “No, Romania was not sanctioned by the accords … Col. Rhodes is supervising clean-up … Yes, there will be consequences …” Stark looks irritated, tired. “Obviously, you can quote me on that. I just said it.”

He hangs up, and beholds his Avengers.

“Consequences?” Cap says.

“Secretary Ross wanted you both prosecuted,” Iron Man answers. “I had to give him something.”

“I’m not getting that shield back, am I?” Cap says.

Black Widow walks ahead, joining Stark. “Technically it belongs to the government. Wings, too,” she says.

“That’s cold,” Falcon says.

Stark spins on his heel as the two walk away with T’Challa. He flashes a tight, unpleasant smile. “Warmer than jail!” he says.

I swear with all this moving around sometimes even I get confused with where I am or where am I supposed to be. I was thinking I could have a GPS installed under my skin, or whatever. Perhaps next time it’d save me from getting confused on the tube and travelling thirty bloody minutes in the direction I came from.   


[hook + emma]  when i’m in my darkest hour
a short vid of killian not letting emma be alone in her darkest moments

(here’s to more of this in season 4!)