I feel like people tend to imagine achilles as being big and hairy and muscle-bound but I just want to remind y’all that he apparently spent quite a long time disguised as a girl and nobody could fucking tell?? including Odysseus, who had to trick him into revealing himself, but was apparently not smart enough to figure out which of the beautiful women in front of him was a man in a dress???
so like please consider: petite fine-boned achilles. achilles with killer cheekbones and big dark eyes w long eyelashes. ppl meeting achilles and being all “you’re the one who’s supposed to be a scary warrior?” and then later he he picks up trojans twice his size and flings them across the battlefield and they’re like ‘oh’. achilles being significantly shorter than hector and needing to tilt his head back to yell at him. patroclus being able to sling achilles over his shoulder. patroclus giving achilles piggyback rides. achilles needing patroclus to reach stuff down for him sometimes. achilles being the little spoon. tiny pretty achilles okay
Having a lot of the female population envy you because you’re dating this babe.
Jackson being both the number one fan and the number one opposer of your relationship. Like one day he’ll be all “OH MY GOD YOU TWO, STOP BEING SO CUTE. YOU’RE FUCKING ADORABLE OML” and then the next he’s going like “BITCH WTF? Y/N GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY MAN. I LOVE MARKIE POOH TOO.”
Mark blushing when Jackson does the former and yelling back when he does the latter.
“STOP CALLING ME MARKIE POOH. I ONLY LET Y/N DO IT.”
Being a smug lil bitch when Mark chooses you over Jackson.
But being a pouting ball of aegyo when he chooses Jackson over you.
“Fine well I’ll just go play with the one and only Kunpimook Bhuwakul!”
“WAIT NO, BABE COME BACK. HE’S A TERRIBLE INFLUENCE.”
Okay but think about this: Cuddles with Mark Tuan.
Is there really any other reason needed to want to date him? This kid would be a cuddle master, I swear.
Like he’s mastered the balance between intimacy and playfulness, so cuddles are always lighthearted and cute but you can also tell how much he cares about you.
And they would happen so often because he just loves holding you in his arms, your body fitted against his, smelling that lotion you always use, and unable to stop smiling because godDAMN does he feel like a lucky bastard.
Borrowing his sweaters and then just drowning in them. He likes to wear his sweaters big because it’s comfortable plus sweater paws, which he always activates when shy, so imagine how big they would be on you. He’d eventually tell you to stop, giving you t-shirts instead because the collar dipped just a little too low for him to handle at 10 in the morning.
Shamelessly returning the clothes he gives you and explaining that the smell wore off so he has to wear them again.
Him being both thoroughly embarrassed and absolutely amazed by your adorableness at the same time.
Having civil discussions rather than fights. Whenever you two began to get heated, there was an unwritten rule that one of you would leave the room so you could both cool down, resuming the discussion once everyone was feeling better.
But occasionally that wouldn’t work, and the fights would get out of hand. But Mark would never yell. No matter how angry or hurt or heartbroken he was, he wouldn’t yell at you.
They’d always work out though, even if it took a few awkward weeks of living together but not speaking before everything was resolved. When it was over, Mark would always take you out on a date to make you feel better and remind you both how happy you were together.
Speaking of dates, at first most of them would be to normal places like cafes, small but atmospheric restaurants, going to the movies, but he’d make them a lot more fun than you would have expected.
Like you’ll both look over the menu and choose one thing you would both like and one thing you’ve both never tried before, sharing them both and playing food critic. He’d bring you to whatever the worst movie playing was, and you two would just giggle and crack jokes at it in a completely empty theatre because EVERYONE knows that movie is terrible.
But later on, dates would kinda stop happening because he would prefer to just hang out at your place or even an empty dorm, playing video games, cooking together, or even just talking. He’d open up so much and you’d learn so much more about him from these dates.
It will even take a lot of persuasion and aegyo on your part to drag him out on a proper date, but he’ll always do it. It’ll usually be to places like the aquarium or a music store, just somewhere with a good atmosphere that isn’t too crowded.
Youngjae getting mad because you two will dognap Coco and as Coco’s mother he gets very worried.
Okay but think about this: Sex with Mark Tuan. You were probably thinking about it already tbh. Perv.
It wouldn’t be a frequent occurrence, but he’d be such a romantic about it. Always setting the mood first. It was a really intimate thing with him, Mark being the type to prefer ‘Making Love’ over ‘Sex’. Because of that, you would never have it often, but when you did it was so fucking euphoric oH MY GOD.
He’d want it to be a very fair and mutual thing. Like he’d be really giving, but he would expect to receive as well. It’s just be super pleasurable for the two of you.
He’s a definite top, by the way, though he’ll sometimes bottom, hands really tight on your hips, because he thinks you’re actually the more gorgeous thing in the world.
Moving On….He’d be a shy little cutie when around other people, except for the members.
In front of the members he just doesn’t give a shit and will make out with you if he wants too.
Because he really really loves you and as much as he trusts the boys to keep a healthy distance away, he can’t help but notice they sometimes go a little too close for comfort and these passionate kisses remind them that your boyfriend is MARK FUCKING TUAN.
But it still isn’t gonna stop Jackson’s hand from ‘accidentally’ touching your ass on a semi-regular basis because damn girl you fine. (He also does it on purpose to tease Mark because Mark’s just like ‘HEY THAT’S MINE. HER BOOTY IS FOR ME ONLY’ but he can’t actually say it without blushing.)
Wearing couple bracelets that start rumors but neither of you ever take them off because it’s precious.
Calling each other ‘Babe’ because he thinks it’s hella cute.
Though really, he thinks everything you do is cute. You make a sandwich? Cute. You trip over your own feet and fall on your face? Cute. You take a shit? Cute.
Lots of hand holding because your hands fit so well with his and he has such pretty hands.
“Why do you love me, Mark?”
“Well, I love everything about you.”
“Okay cute, but really, why do you actually love me?”
“I already said everything.”
Mark would stop taking you over to the dorm after you hit your 2 year anniversary because the rest of the guys are asking when he’s gonna marry you which makes you feel awkward and shy and it makes Mark wait for the peaceful release of death.
He wants to marry you someday, but he wants to give it enough time so that you’re both 100% sure.
Lots and lots of forehead kisses. He likes your lips too, but there’s just something about kissing your forehead that shows his affection and protectiveness, washing you in warmth.
Getting a really nice apartment together. Modern and minimalist with lots of natural lighting and an open concept and SO MUCH WHITE but it’s just #aesthetic and you both L-O-V-E it.
He’d be such a chill boyfriend though. Like he wouldn’t get jealous a lot or be too possessive, letting you be an independent and responsible person. He’d be your true love and your BFF and life would just be so nice with him. Please love him. This baby deserves the affection.
Okok but everyone talking about Alec being nervous about what he’s going to wear on The Date™ are completely missing out on the gold that is Magnus Bane on the phone to an exasperated and tired Raphael, describing each item of clothing he’s picked out bc he has no idea wtf to wear. He’s got so much shit he looks hella fine in but he’s like ????? Idk man idk do I go casual do I go for breathtaking do I go for both??? Do I do dark makeup or natural?? Wait if I do natural I can’t wear this but maybe this would go oh for fucks sake Raph help me
So, unfortunately i dont have any cool story about jaebum(my man) or whatever. But in the line for the fanmeet, some people that worked for Subkulture were walking around recording people and the camera man was a fine ass Asian man and i was shook.
So later on when i get into the venue, the fine Asian man was the one giving out the raffle tickets and when i got to him he was like “oh i remember you!” And i was like uhmmm yess! But i just smiled and took the raffle ticket. Then after the fanmeet he like came with other subkulture employees to help with the separation of p1 and p2 and he was standing right in front of where i was standing and this man was deadass staring at me and i looked back and i was shook but my friends snatched me away and random girls started waving at him.
So we go sit and wait for hi touch to start. After photo op ended and hi touch started we went down and as i was climbing the steps to get on the stage, fine Asian man was there and he smiled so wide (i was like okkkk) and then i tripped on the last step and almost fell. Tell me how this man reached out and told me to be careful in a worried tone and to everyone else he was like yeah be careful. I was lit as hell, i wish that like i had more time to talk/interact with him.
note: oh my goodness! thank you for giving this series so much love! i honestly thought this would be a flop because of the boring storyline. have a great day everyone and happy reading! -admin
“I can sleep on the streets, Jinyoung. I really am fine.” I said again, after multiple tries on convincing Jinyoung. I didn’t want to live anywhere else except Jinyoung’s place or mine. This guy, Jaebum, felt a bit uneasy for me. Maybe because I didn’t know him and he was a complete stranger to me.
“(Y/N), Jaebum is a good man. Trust him. He’s the boss’ son so he’s pretty well mannered.” Jinyoung stated as his hand took mine. My cheeks started to rise in color as Jinyoung held my hand. We were in an elevator meaning no one could see us. It was just Jinyoung and I.
“Boss’ son?” I chuckled under my breath. “Let me guess, he’s from a rich family too.”
“Well his father owns the company, babe. Of course.” Jinyoung smiled as his arms slowly tugged my waist. His face tucked in the crook of my neck as my heart started to beat fast.
“Jinyoung-ah.” I breathed out as his hands grabbed my ass, giving it a good squeezed. I slightly gasped under my breath as Jinyoung continued to touch me. Soon, our faces were merely inches away from each other.
“I trust him enough to take care of you, babe. You know I wouldn’t let any man lay a hand on you. It’s just for a few days then, I can have you all for myself.” Jinyoung whispered as his lips grazed against mine.
I leaned in, connecting our lips together as we moved in sync. The warm heat spread through my body as I forgot all the troubles of the world. His hands tugged my hair as I moaned in between the kiss. My hands, tangled in his hair, as we shared a passionate kiss. The elevator soon came to a stop and we both suddenly pulled away from each other.
“Text me before you go to sleep.” Jinyoung whispered in my ear as he kissed my cheek.
“If I make it to bed alive.” I joked as I left Jinyoung in the elevator, walking into a wide parking lot. Sighing to myself, I waited for Jaebum to pull up with his car, just like he told me a few minutes ago. I furiously tried to fan my face since I started to feel hot after the makeout session with Jinyoung. Soon, a black car pulled up with the windows rolled down.
“Get in the car. We don’t have all day.” Jaebum stated inside the car. I gave him a weird look as I entered the car. Without a word, he drove off into the night with the radio playing in the background. A few moments of silence passed as I tried to get rid of the awkward tension by listening to the song played on the radio.
“Flustered?” I heard Jaebum chuckled under his breath, breaking the silence. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep your dirty little secret.”
“Excuse me?” I exclaimed, raising my voice in disbelief. Self-consciously, my hands touched my face as I felt heat rise up again.
“You and Jinyoung. Is this a friends with benefit thing or you’re secretly dating behind the Park family?” Jaebum asked, slightly smirking as he drove rather quickly down the road.
“I’m not answering that.” I replied coldly as I looked outside the window. Jinyoung said that Jaebum was a well mannered guy but, I see someone different. Right now, Jaebum gave me a rude and arrogant vibe. But how on earth did he know that Jinyoung and I had a thing for each other? It wasn’t that obvious was it?
“You’ll answer it eventually with your actions.” Jaebum said. I rolled my eyes and kept silent throughout the whole ride. Jaebum was adding on to the problems I had to deal with for the next few days. His rude actions was something I had to get use to. Although, he may be incredibly hot, he was someone that played with girls heart. And I could see it in his eyes.
We arrived at a large gate that covered most the the area. Jaebum had to press a few buttons on the side before the gate opened to reveal a large modern house. I immediately hopped off the car, once we stopped, and entered the house that Jaebum owned. It was breathtaking. It was bigger than Jinyoung’s house and much more prettier. Then I thought to myself, maybe it wasn’t so bad living here.
“Get comfortable. Do whatever you want. Your room is on the second floor to your right.” Jaebum firmly stated before he walked off in the other direction and into a room. I sighed to myself as I tried to soak in the situation. If this was how I’m going to live for the next few days, I better get use to it.
Walking around, I came to the large kitchen that anyone could dream of. What I’ve seen at Jinyoung’s house were people who cooked for him, always occupying the kitchen. Jaebum had no one in his kitchen meaning that he cooked his own meals. Or that his maids went home since it was pretty late at night. Suddenly getting an idea, I started to walk over the kitchen and look around for food.
“What are you doing?” A voice from behind asked, causing me to slightly flinch. I turned around to look at Jaebum leaning against the wall. His shirt was half buttoned and his face was full of exhaustion. He looked incredibly sexy the way he was at the moment but, I didn’t let that distract me. My heart was with Jinyoung and will remain that way.
“You said I can do whatever I want. So, I’m cooking.” I stated as I grabbed two bowls of ramen that I found in the cupboards.
“You’re cooking two bowls of ramen. How are you going to finish it all?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at me. I looked at him and raised the two bowls in my hands, giving him a unimpressed look.
“One for you. One for me.” I huffed out as I continued to search for utilities in the kitchen.
“I don’t eat at around this time, baby girl.” Jaebum smirked as he ran his fingers through his hair, ruffling it a bit making him look even better. I couldn’t tell if my hormones were making me act differently but, Jaebum knew how to make a girl weak to the knees.
“Good,” I beamed at him, ignoring my thoughts, “More for me.”
I heard Jaebum chuckle under his breath as he exited the kitchen. Taking in a deep breath, I started to cook two bowls of ramen, hoping that Jaebum would join me because of the yummy smell. But then I suddenly asked myself why was I doing this. Jaebum was a stranger, who invited me inside my house, and was a complete asshole. And here I am thinking about him joining me for dinner, like it was a date.
Snap out of it, I thought to myself as I started to cook. I can’t let Jaebum mess with my feelings, especially when I was dealing with some problems myself.
I sat down with my phone in hand, while I ate my ramen. I texted Jinyoung for awhile, hoping to get some company since Jaebum shut me out. Also, I started to make a plan to build up my foundation again. Looking at different banks that could loan me money, I heard footsteps enter the kitchen. My eyes slightly looked up to see Jaebum mindless wandering around the area.
“I thought you didn’t eat around this time.” I said, looking down at my phone again.
“Well it smelt good from my office and it made me hungry.” Jaebum replied as he took the pot from the stove and sat down in front of me.
“Good thing I made extras.” I stated, not looking up from my phone. We both ate in silence as I tried to distract myself with my phone. I couldn’t look up at Jaebum since I knew he would make me feel weak. It was weird because I never had that kind of feeling with Jinyoung before. And here, sitting in front of me, was a man who made me feel different emotions. He hasn’t even touched me and I’m already hot for him.
Mentally, I shook away the thoughts that clouded my head and tried to finish my meal. I was almost done with my meal until a hand came in contact with the corner of my mouth. I looked up, in shock, as I watched Jaebum wipe away the food stuck on my face. Suddenly, I felt heat rush to my cheeks as I observed Jaebum.
“You had food on your mouth.” Jaebum smiled as he sat back down on his seat and continued to eat his meal. I looked at him like he was insane but actually, he was kind man. He made me feel acceleration go through my body as his hand came in contact with my face. Was it bad that I wanted more?
“Uh, thanks.” I mumbled out of my mouth as I quickly stood up from my seat. Why was I feeling so hot at the moment? Was it Jaebum’s stare or was it from the ramen? At this point, I couldn’t decipher what I was feeling. Maybe a quick shower could help me sort my thoughts.
I quickly tried to find the bathroom, hoping to get rid of Jaebum from my mind. After a couple minutes of running around, I stripped my clothes and turned on the facquet of the shower. The warm water flowed from my face down to my body. My forehead and hands pressed against the cold, tiled wall as I close my eyes, cherishing the feeling of the warm water hitting my back. I took my time to relax in the warm water as I slowly cleaned my body. And what seemed like an hour, I stepped outside the shower and wrapped a towel around my body.
I took a peek outside the bathroom door, hoping Jaebum wouldn’t be near by. Since I had only a towel wrapped around my naked body, I had to run quickly to my room. Gently closing the bathroom door, I walked slowly down the large hallway. Then making a sharp turn, I came into contact with a large figure.
“What the fuck?” I cursed under my breath as I started to realize I was losing my balance. I gripped my towel, holding it together as I felt arms wrapped around my waist to save me from falling down. I looked at person who saved me and widen my eyes.
Jaebum’s eyes came into contact with mine as he pulled me up so we were inches away from each other. His eyes made their way down to my part lips as my heart started to race. Leaning in, he grabbed my face and forced me to look up at him.
At this moment, I started to feel hot again. My breathing started to become heavier as Jaebum’s lips were so close to mine. This was a new feeling I never had with Jinyoung. I wanted him closer. I wanted him to touch me until I was weak to my knees. I wanted him to kiss me so badly until my lips bruised. And so, without even thinking, I leaned in.
listen I know it’s popular to ship Bodhi Rook with Galen Erso (because they had to hav had some kind of connection for Galen to convince him to defect, right?) but especially those of you who have read the novelisation please consider:
Bodhi Rook and Corporal Tonc, who spends the flight to Scarif first going “what’s he even doing here is he even qualified for this sort of mission” and then grilling him about his combat experience and ability to shoot blasters and then basically throwing his hands in the air and shouting OH GOD U R IMPOSSIBLE, FINE, I WILL PROTECT YOU and declaring himself Bodhi’s personal guardian
like, damn man, either your flirting skills are shit or Bodhi is such an adorable nugget (which, lbr, he is) that he charmed Tonc so thoroughly with his anxious rambling during that flight that Tonc was like yes, that one, I’m gonna keep him, he’s mine now, no one may touch him
Spotting him through the glass, Oliver was up and across the room before Connor had even gotten through the ER’s sliding doors.
“Oh my god. Thank God! You’re alright, you’re alive,” he nearly cried as he wrapped his arms around Connor, crushing the man close in a hard embrace. “I was so worried,” Oliver whispered, tears of relief filling his eyes. “So worried. The news—there was a body and Bonnie—she didn’t—and then you didn’t answer your phone and Michaela didn’t know where you were and I just—”
“I’m fine,” Connor said cooly, placing a hand on Oliver’s torso to hold the man back as he stepped away. “I’m okay.”
Too preoccupied with the joy of Connor, alive and well and standing before him, Oliver didn’t seem to notice how his ex was extracting himself from his embrace. “I was just so worried. I didn’t—”
“Why?” Connor asked cooly.
Oliver blinked. “What?”
“Why were you worried?” Connor asked again, eyes flat and cool.
“Why was I…?” Oliver trailed off, eyes puzzling over Connor’s face. “Be…because we didn’t know where you were and…and the fire and the body…and you didn’t have your phone.” Remembering that, how Connor’s phone was still in Michaela’s purse, Oliver tilted his head to the side. “How’d you know to come here?”
“Micaela’s mom,” he answered. “She’s at the apartment. Said there’d been a fire or something and that Michaela’d gone to the hospital.” The corner of Connor’s lip quirked up, a ghost of a smirk. “Scared the shit out me when I opened the door.”
“Right.” Oliver nodded absently. He didn’t care about Michaela’s mother. “Good thing she was there.” Fingertips itching again, he reached to cup Connor’s cheek. “Con—”
Connor stepped back again, evading Oliver’s touch. “Aren’t you going to ask where I was?”
Oliver shook his head and settled for holding the lapels of Connor’s jacket in both hands. “It doesn’t matter. All that mat—”
“I was with Thomas,” Connor told him, eyes still flat and cold.
You answered my full and it was v cute so I'm going to ask a few more over the next little while probs I hope you don't mind. Junkrat, Mccree, Genji and Soldier jealously headcanons?
((hey anon, i don’t mind at all!! plus u keep requesting junkrat and he’s one of my favs so it’s no problem at all!!! •^•))
- oh dear is jealousy one of this boys problems
- he can’t stand the thought of you being taken, largely due to the part of where in the outback things weren’t given, but taken
- He definetly really just pouts until you notice something’s wrong
- when he tells you, all u really have to do is just assure him once or twice that no, you’re not gonna leave him
- he’s fine then, atleast until the next person comes again
- this man takes a little bit to get jealous, but it’s noticeable
- he’ll become way more aloof, and sorta distant. He hates that he’s jealous since it’s so petty, but he can’t help it
- He mopes around the house, and tries to show you in little ways that he is good enough for you
- if you ask, he’ll say something besides jealousy until you really press him, he hates admiring weakness
- but once he does admit it, he feels soooo much better, and he’s ready to try and stop being jealous, once you reassure him
- this man gets possessive and kinda,,,,, hot
- He hates that he’s jealous, but you’re his and he’s yours, so he doesn’t mean bad by it
- he justifies it to himself that you should be complimented by his jealousy
- when confronted, he denies it, and tries to charm his way out of being talked to about it
- but overall, some cuddling and a date night, plus reassurance is what he’ll need to get better
- he hasn’t been this jealous since his playboy days
- he tries to steal you away from the person taking away your attention, and will constantly drape himself over you in front of the person
- no shame, his jealousy is all out there, even others start complaining
- when confronted, he defends himself, “You barely have any time for me!!” “i just spent three straight hours with you”
- all in all, just really talking to you and getting to understand how he feels makes him know your his, especially when you make the effort to take his feelings in account
does anybody remember that one fucking iron man armor that was fucking like. oh it’s designed to keep track of your brain patterns so that IT CAN KEEP FIGHTING even after you DIE INSIDE IT like have you all THOUGHT ABOUT HOW TONY STARK’S COMPLETELY FUCKING FINE WITH HIS FUCKING CORPSE JUST BEING DEAD WEIGHT INSIDE A SUIT SO LONG AS THE SUIT KEEPS GOING
that being said: where’s the ficlet in which somebody opens up tony’s suit after a particularly tough battle and finds out HE IS DEAD HE HAS BEEN FUCKING DEAD FOR 37 MINUTES NOW and then one of his patented Super Sad Post-Mortem Goodbye Videos ™ is projected by the helmet etc the whole deal
Plot: Draco and you have been dating for many, many years and you have helped him through the war. Now it is all over and you and Draco are thinking of moving in together.
A/N: Hello everyone! So, this is my first story i’m writing on here, sorry that it’s so short ahaha. I hope you like it:)
“What about this one, darling?” You ask Draco as you look through a magazine full of houses to buy. After a few moments, he has yet to answer you. You turn to the man next to you, so broken and upset. “Babe, what’s wrong?” you ask, placing your hand on his shoulder.
“Oh-Um-nothing. I’m fine.” He mumbles.
“My dear, what’s up. You know you can tell me absolutely anything.” You say.
“It’s just… are you sure you want to move in with me?” He asks, a look of pure sadness on his face.
“Draco! Of course I want to move in with you. I love you so much. I want to wake up to see this face every day.” You say as you wrap your hands around his skinny waist.
“I-I just feel like I’m not good enough for you, Y/N. You are so beautiful and perfect and I’m just a horrid death-eater. I have so many issues and I just feel like you shouldn’t have to deal with me anymore.” He whispers. You notice he has been staring back and forth between his multiple medications lined up on the windowsill above the sink and the dark-mark tattooed on his left forearm.
“Draco stop this rubbish right now. I. Love. You. So much, you don’t even know. I have loved you for my entire life Draco and I am never, ever going to stop. As for your PTSD, we are going to get through this together. I will be here for you every second you need me too. You are more then good enough for me, my love.”
“I- just- are you sure that-”
You cut him off with a kiss. “Never been more sure of anything. I want to spend my life by your side forever.”
“I don’t know how I ended up with you,love, but I do know that I will love you until the day I die.” You feel a kiss planted on the top of your head and you snuggle your head into him even more.
“We’re fine.” “Are you kidding? Half of us are failing school, two of us have been to jail, most of us… Oh my god, all of us have daddy issues. Can we be the Daddy Issues squad?” “PJ doesn’t have daddy issues.” “I mean, I’m adopted, so…” “Shit.”
“3, 2, 1, go!” “Got smacked by my dad and then he stole my beer.” “Got suspended and kicked out of the house. Again.” “Gloria told me that she’s moving away.” “Aw, that sucks, man. If it makes you feel any better, I think you just won ‘Who Had the Shittiest Week’.” “Yay.”
Michael always had bruises. If you poked at one and asked him where it came from, he’d tell you that he’d fallen or something. I suppose he’d gotten tired of the pitying eyes that came from talking about his dad. Daniella never ate much. Ingrid would always push her to eat more and set too much food around her, but we always knew when to step in to stop it. Daniella was getting better, but she wouldn’t be gorging herself on chips any time soon. Justin was probably the most normal out of all of us, the one with the best grades and friends outside of the group, but he always came crawling back every time his parents started yelling. He was a timid boy, showing up weekly with red eyes because he was afraid his mom would kick him out for being gay. We all knew she never would, but that didn’t convince him, so we settled on binge watching reality TV whenever he showed up. Some of us came every day, some came every few days like Justin, and others came every few months. Some we glanced at old pictures of and asked aloud when they stopped coming. Time didn’t matter in that space, though, I think. Nothing mattered. Not bruises or mental illness or emotions; we learned not to ask.
Iggy was the center piece. Somehow, they attracted people; people who needed to learn, people who needed a change, people who didn’t know what they needed. They were a short, unpredictable,and creative junior with the mouth of a sailor. They were the kind of friend you never knew you needed. Around this center piece lay miscellaneous trinkets, picked up during day to day life: Leon, the boy who was all talk; Abigail, the girl who was known to be politically incorrect; Frankie, who had a tendency to pity himself; Alyssa, who claimed to have horrible secrets she’d never tell; and Yorkie, who was dating Alyssa.
“Long live the weirdos!” Lucas yelled as loud as he could. The other six flinched and rounded on him. “What the fuck are you doing?” “It’s 11 pm, we’re in the middle of the woods, and I want to scream.” “Nah, dude, that’s fine, but you’re yelling the wrong stuff. We’re not in middle school anymore.” “I’m afraid to go to college!” “That’s more like it.”
“Luke, Please.” I whined playfully, tugging his arm behind me as I ran towards the Ferris wheel.
“No, I hate heights. And the fact that it doesn’t look the safest isn’t helping.” Luke explained.
“Please.” I begged.
“No.” He replied.
“But I wuv you.” I mumbled, pulling a baby voice and fumbling with the end of the sleeve of his coat. I looked up at him, making my eyes look wide and doughy, and saw his expression melt.
“Oh, okay fine. But if we die, I told you so.” I squealed at his agreement, and ran up to the man at the entrance of the Ferris wheel, handing him our tickets. Luke caught up with me, following me onto one of the seats.
“This could end up being a really bad idea.” Luke warned as the Ferris Wheel spun around. I started rocking the seat gently, before violently shaking it, watching Luke grip onto the sides with fear.
“I’m sorry I had to.” I apologised, still kind of giggling. I looked out over the huge fairground. The lights that were scattered around sent a warm glow that lingered around the attractions, and contrasting against the night sky. A light dusting of snow lay on the top of lamp posts and stalls.
“It’s so pretty! Isn’t it just the epitome of Christmas?” I asked, looking over at Luke, who had seemed to calm down a bit.
“Yeah, It’s so nice. It’s like we’re not in the real world anymore, isn’t it?” He whispered softly, I knew exactly what he meant.
“I love you.” I whispered.
“Y/N,” He started, “Will you marry me?” Luke pulled out a small, black, velvet box and held it up to me. He opened it to reveal the prettiest diamond ring I had ever seen.
“Of course, Oh my God!” I exclaimed, kissing him firmly. He slipped the ring on my fingers whilst our lips were still locked. I pulled away, looking into his eyes. Everything felt right. Everything was right.
Jack doesn’t notice at first, he was told to “man the grill” while Eric entertained their guests. It was the height of the summer and they were having anyone over who was still in providence. Usually Larissa would be hanging around him talking about her day at school or telling him about the dinosaurs, if she wasn’t with him she was with Bitty so it was probably fine.
“Hey Jack, Sweetheart, can you come help me with these pies?” Jack spared a look to the hamburgers on the grill before dashing in to the kitchen.
“Since when do you need my help with pies?”
“Is Larissa with you?”
“No, I’ll go find her, keep an eye on the hamburgers?” Jack was already walking up the stairs, Larissa’s bed room door was open but she wasn’t in there, she wasn’t in the bathroom or the office, he slowly walked in to his and Bitty’s room
“Larissa are you in here? Papa and Daddy are worried” he didn’t get an answer but he wasn’t surprised. She wasn’t on the bed and she was in the bathrooom. He looked under the bed and finally in his closet
“Larissa? Are you okay?” The closet was dark but he could see her backed up in to the corner “Is it too loud out there?” She hesitantly nodded and Jack sat in front of the closet door.
“Do you want papa to leave you alone?” She looked up at him and thought about it eventually shaking her head.
“Then I’m just gonna text daddy and tell him where we are.” He sent the text quickly before setting his phone down.
“Do you want your headphones?” At this Larissa nodded quickly
“I’ll be right back.” Jack hurried to Larissa’s room and grabbed her noise canceling headphones off her side table. When he handed them to her she smiled before putting them on. Jack sat in the door way to the closet proper against the door frame he was glad to be out of the yard, he loved his team and his friends but there were a lot of them.
After a while, how long Jack couldn’t say, he was pulled out of his thoughts by Larissa climbing in to his lap. She still had her headphones on so Jack just shifted a bit to get comfortable. Eventually Bitty came upstairs with two plates in his hands.
“Bits, we could have eaten hamburgers you didn’t have to go through the trouble of-”
“You hush, you know she’d rather eat this, especially tonight so making some for you too…well, it wasn’t any trouble at all.” Jack carefully woke up Larissa who smiled at the plate she was offered. Slowly she took off her headphones.
“Thank you daddy….can papa and I eat in here? Just tonight?”
“Just tonight because there are people at the table. I need to go back down stairs”
“Thank you daddy.”
“Thank you Eric.” Jack smiled at his daughter who was happily eating a chicken tender
‘An who says were taking orders from you?’ A man spoke up, talking to your man below, he talked to partners that couldn’t take you serious cause you were a woman. You watched from your place in the shadows. Having allowed Thomas Shelby into your ‘bakery’ could be dangerous be he ensured you himself that everything would be fine. You agreed under circumstances and to your surprise he agreed willing. Most the men behaved and listened but you could tell there would be trouble makers. ‘Oh you aren’t taking orders from ‘im.’ Thomas said. ‘And who we taking them from them?’ the rugged looking man asked. ‘Me.’ You said as you walked from the shadows carrying a stick. It didn’t help you in anyway but to always have a weapon on you. ‘So we’re taking orders from a woman.’ He grunted. ‘Aye ye are.’ You said letting your accent come fully out. ‘You got a problem?’ You asked as you stood looking over the men, who refused to look you in the eyes, feeling your power. ‘Aye I do.’ He said and you walked closer, you could smell the alcohol coming from his breath. ‘Like you cou-‘ he started saying but was cut off when you lifted the stick and whacked him across the face with it. He fell to his knees and you used the end to lift his head up to look at you, and you smiled when one side was covered with blood and he refused to look you in the eyes. You bent down and leaned into his ear. ‘You be glad I let you live and that you have this job.’ You said before you dropped his head and turned to the other. ‘Any yin else have a problem?’ You said loudly. They shook their heads. ‘Good.’ You said and walked away with a stick dripping blood until you meet Thomas for a cigarette. ‘Some men you’ve got Tommy.’ You said. He smiled. ‘Only the best.’ He said and you smiled blowing the smoke out your mouth and inhaling it through your nose.
Oh man I finally finish this episode with only about 80aps to spare, it took longer due to the lag.
Iris and Priya omg I shipped them so much I got the illustration as well <3
I also what to know what Iris is hiding from us since she gets all nervous whenever she gets a text, there is a option to look at her computer but that’s like an invasion of privacy so I didn’t do that.
Did anyone notice the little spin the bottle animation, it was buggy due to the lag but it was awesome.
Lysander was super pissed when Castiel was about to kiss Bambi, jesus he was about to beat Castiel’s ass. (I heard you have to choose the second highest guy but since Nathaniel and Castiel were both 100, I have to choice)
And Nathaniel oh man that boy is hella fine.
Can’t wait to play this again but without all this lag lol