he just went to dinner


she had the world // panic! at the disco

  • What she says: i'm fine
  • What she means: do you know how hard it must've been for Killian Jones to stop drinking and gambling in his pre-navy days? to claw out of the hole he was in? a man with so little self-worth would've literally drank himself to death and squandered every penny he had. a man with such supposed weakness in the face of darkness would've backslid right into drinking even after joining the navy, just as alcoholism affects jobs. a man with as much self-loathing as he had would've self-destructed and embraced every demon. but he didn't. he got his fucking act together during his time as Lt. Jones because his brother was his world and his light and his inspiration and his love and the source of hope for him. and then, that light DIED––due to machinations by the system that fucked them over in the first place. it wasn't just understandable for bright and starry-eyed Lt. Jones to fall so far after his brother's death. it was inevitable.

anonymous asked:

Hi! I love your blog! Can I make a request? MC's child comes home after being bullied in school and tried to hide it! How do the RFA(Saeran+V) think or do after finding out their child is being bullied?

( `ε´ ) I’ve def had to be mc in a few of these situations for my lil bro.


- It took a while before the two of you noticed. Your daughter always came home from school smiling and hugging the both of you.

- It was a normal habit that you would help her with her homework, but tonight as you helped her look for it, tears sprang in her eyes.

- “Aw, honey, did you accidentally leave it at school? It’s okay, accidents happen. We can try and email your teacher, okay?”

- When she kept crying, that’s when you got worried and started asking her what was wrong.

- After a few attempts at calming herself, she messily blubbered out that the kids at school had thrown her homework away again.

- Again?? What??

- You start cuddling her in your lap, rubbing her back as she sobs. “What do you mean? Honey, are the other kids bothering you?”

- She explains how they bully her- Throwing away her homework and calling her names. They won’t even play with her at recess anymore. And apparently it’s due to her white hair and eyes.

- When Zen comes home to find both of his girls looking upset while cuddling on the couch, he’s instantly ready to Fight.

- After calming your daughter down, the two of you let her play in her room while the two of you talk. You explaining everything to Zen.

- He Is Pissed. He wants to give a piece of his mind to the parents and their kids while you want a more peaceful approach.

- It’s not that you’re not mad, you’re fucking pissed too, but you need to be levelheaded about this if you want something done.

- So on a day you know Zen is busy, you set up a meeting with her teacher to discuss what is happening. You manage to resolve the situation, saying that if it keeps up you will be talking to the principal, but otherwise it should be taken care of.

- Later that day the two of you take your daughter out for a nice outing to take her mind off of things, constantly telling her how much the two of you love her.


- The two of you noticed your son was a bit more irritable than usual. Nowadays he just instantly went to his room after school, only coming out for dinner.

- Jumin was worried instantly. More than you because you just thought it was part of him growing up.

- Jumin ended up going and trying to talk to him but….Unfortunately, your son was a big momma’s boy… He hardly would talk to Jumin.

- After Jumin getting a bit annoyed, you kissed him on the cheek and took a try at getting your son to talk.

- You popped in and tried making a silly face, which made him try to keep acting stern and hide his giggle.

- You sat on his bed and ruffled his hair, asking him why he was so angry lately.

- “The other kids keep laughing at me because my math scores are low… That I won’t  be able to be as smart as dad when I grow up…”

- Is this how rich kids made fun of eachother? You asked him how smart he thought your were.

- “Super smart! You always know what to do.”

- Pfft. You laughed a bit and explained that when you were younger, your math scores were terrible. You even had gotten a failing grade in one class before.

- His eyes nearly popped out of his head. “What??”

- It was easy sailing from there. You managed to cheer him up pretty quickly, and soon he was fussing about how the other kids had no idea what they were talking about.

- (Yeah…He was Jumin’s son alright…)

- After the talk ended, you left to explain what happened to Jumin. He instantly wanted to take this up with the school board (Jumin calm, jeez), but you talked him out of that quickly.

- It wasn’t any hardcore bullying, and soon your son started perking up after school.


- Sometimes when your son came home, he’d be a bit teary-eyed. Just once in a while, and he usually said he was just sleepy and needed a nap.

- When it started happening nearly every day, you felt something was wrong. 

- Everything was confirmed when you decide to meet him where his bus lets him off, and you hear the other kids jeering at him.

- As soon as the two of you get inside, you give him a big hug and call Jaehee over.

- “Sweetie, what’s happening? Are you okay?”

- He ends up breaking down and talking about how the other kids make fun of him on the bus. They’re all older and tease him constantly push him around.

- Jaehee instantly wants to talk to the school and figure out why in the world this is allowed, but you end up taking matters into your own hands.

- The next day you wait for your son to get off the bus, and before the bus doors can close you call out to the bus driver.

- After a stern lecture and a few curses when you weren’t taken seriously, you finally got the situation settled when you threatened to bring it up with the school board and possibly get the driver fired.

- (Jaehee is v impressed)

- Afterwards, Jaehee makes him a frappe while all of you go out and buy him a few new toys.


- Your daughter grew up in a very….geeky home.

- She was introduced to games and the like very early on, and wore a lot of clothing related to the stuff.

- She normally didn’t have a problem about it, but one day she ended up coming home from school, trying to stop herself from crying.

- The two of you were on her in an instant, gently asking what had happened.

- “Mommy, why couldn’t I be like the other girls??”

-….?? What??

- Apparently, the kids in her class were making fun of her for not wearing make-up or dressing all girly like the girls in her class

- (She’s…Too young for make-up!)

- You’re upset, but surprisingly Yoosung is very calm about the situation.

- He ends up getting on his knees and holding your daughter’s shoulders.

- He asks her about certain female characters in games, the ones that saved the day and was the heroines of the games she had played.

- “Do you think they cared what others thought of them?”

- “N-No…”

- “That’s right. Even when others made fun of them, told them they couldn’t save the galaxy, they didn’t care! They kept their head up and kept on going!”

-Oh my god. 

- But…It was helping. Your daughter slowly stopped crying, and then she stomped her foot down.

- “I’m going to be just like Shepard!!” She shouted, balling her fists up and looking stern. “Fuck those guys!”

- Omg, no, sweetie. 

- Now it was your turn for a talk on how she wasn’t ready to say words like that (Gdi Yoosung)

- Regardless, in the end, Yoosung’s little pep talk ended up helping her ignore the kids teasing her.


- Any child of Seven’s was bound to grow up just as quirky as he was.

- Your daughter loved computers and robots, and mainly boy related things, but she was funny as well.

- Just not funny like the kids her age was used too. Mainly..’Seven’ funny…

- She usually got along with others well. She was able to make them laugh, and she had a few friends.

- But one day over dinner, she opened up about a boy calling her weird and ugly.

- The two of you instantly stopped eating, ready to shower her with compliments and assurances that she wasn’t any of that.

-…But apparently she didn’t need that. “It’s okay, I just kicked him in the shin and he shut up.”

- Oh my god. Seven busted out laughing, but you ended up telling her not to kick anyone again if she could help it.

- Soon, she began opening up about the ways the kids tried bullying her.

- “He called me weird, so I turned around and called him illiterate. He looked really confused, so I was all ‘Sorry, i thought we were stating the obvious.’”

- Seven laughed every time, and the two of you were proud she wasn’t letting the other kids bother her too much. She was going to grow up very strong-willed.


- The two of you thought everything was fine until your son had a huge attitude one night. He even started yelling at V! Something he never did!

- “Everyone was right! You’re just as dumb as you look!!” And bam, he ran to his room in a fit of tears.

- Both you and V were very confused. (V even asked if he was wearing his shirt wrong or something.)

- Slowly, you entered your son’s room, calmly asking if you could talk to him.

- After him hugging a pillow to death, he finally said all the kids were making fun of him for his dad being blind.

- (Why are kids so mean??)

- “Why can’t he go get his eyes fixed already? Does he just not want to see me?”

- Aw baby… You hugged him close and just told him how V couldn’t really have his eyes fixed like that. And he could see, just a bit, but it was harder on him now that time had passed.

- He ended up crying for a while from stress, from the kids bullying him, from his dad not being able to see well.

- After a while when he calmed down, you let him sleep as you went and explained everything to V.

- He felt a bit guilty that his son felt that way, but you were quick to explain it was just due to all the stress of the bullying.

- The next day, after school, all three of you sat and had a big family talk. Mainly V talking, but you all sorted out any misconceptions. The talk ended up making your son hug onto V and cry and apologize, but at least a few things were settled.

- The rest of the talk was giving advice to your son. To tell the teachers when this happened, to tell the principal or you two if it got worse, a few tips on how to handle it.

- During the weekend, V ended up making a call to ‘Uncle Jumin’ and being able to spoil your son for the weekend to cheer him up.


- Every time your daughter had to go to school, be picked up early, dropped off late, you were the one who always took her.

- You never really thought anything of it, but one day she asked why her dad never did so.

- Honestly…You just never asked him, you were fine doing it yourself, and he didn’t mind either.

- “The other kids don’t think I have a dad…”

- (Kid logic…)

- You ended up laughing, but when you noticed she looked sad about it, you quickly stopped.

- “Does dad not like seeing me?”

- Aw, baby. The kids had her thinking her dad didn’t like her.

- After reassuring her that her dad was just a bit shy, you sent her to bed and talked to Saeran about it.

- He just said the two of you would start taking turns.

- So the next day, you let Saeran pick her up from school while you went out grocery shopping.

- You weren’t expecting a phone call, but you answered it as you shopped.

- “Yeah, uh… I don’t think they kids are going to say anything anymore.”

- ???

- Apparently, the kids saw him and instantly clammed up. Your daughter even ended up sticking her tongue out at them after she hugged her dad. 

- Oh my god. The two of you laughed about it.

- “So, are you guys home?”

- “Oh, no. I stopped by the ice cream parlor-”

- “What? No! Saeran! Dinner!! Don’t ruin her appetite!”

- “….Can we push dinner an hour?”

- “God damnit.”

anonymous asked:

Headcanon on how the guys would react if Candy kissed them first instead?

How about,, I make drabbles, instead-//shot// yeah um I haven’t watched any of the other guys endings to Episode 28 (other than Armin’s/Kentin’s bc y’all know me) but either way - Castiel’s was my favorite to write. Enjoy.

and no i didn’t proof read anything because it’s very late ok and i edited this because my friend couldn’t see it so yeah


He couldn’t stop thinking about her. The girl that would sit in the middle of the class with the prettiest of smiles, the girl that would lend him a hand anytime that he asked for it, the girl that would make his day better every time he came. Candy. He’s had a thing for her for months; she left a great affect on both him and his heart. Yet he always doubted that someone like her would like someone like him.

As the bells echoed through the high school, the students filled the halls to treasure their break before having to be assembled in the gym. It was just the day after he and Candy went on some ‘dinner date’ with Rosalya and Leigh. Nathaniel couldn’t help but think that was a double date Candy had set up, but of course, he was never sure about it. One thing he was sure about was his crush on Candy.

Getting up from his assigned desk, he placed his belongings away before a voice interrupted his thoughts. “Hey Nath!” Candy greets, approaching him. “Oh, hey, Candy.” He replied, pushing in the drawer of the desk. “How’s it going?” He asks. 

“Nothing much, but…I really have to talk to you.” She said. Nathaniel raised an eyebrow to her. “Is that so?” He inquired, Candy gave him a nod. “I-In private, if you don’t mind! I just want to talk and-“

“No worries Candy, we can talk…maybe in the library?” Nathaniel suggested. “Since its break time I doubt anyone would interrupt us.” Candy put some thought into it, eventually agreeing with the idea. “Yeah, you have a point. So, let’s go, shall we?” She smiled, walking out of the classroom door. Nathaniel only thought in the back of his mind about how much he needed to talk to her as well. Walking by her side, he felt himself get nervous.

It was just a talk, sure, but a talk after their dinner date? That was a talk he wanted to hear more about. Eventually they went into the library, with Nathaniel closing the door behind them. “So…what did you want to talk about?” Candy took a moment to reply to that, slightly biting her lower lip. “It’s about…that little dinner that we had together.” She began. Now Nathaniel could’ve sworn she blushed mentioning it.

“I really felt like that dinner was a lot more than just…an outing, you know?” Nathaniel gave a slow nod, taking in every little detail of her nervous movement and her not making eye contact. That was until she walked closer to him, Nathaniel definitely said nothing against it, his face growing redder by the minute. 

“I don’t know how to explain it, but…do you think so too?” Candy asked, looking up to him. Before he could even reply, Candy got even closer to him to make him quiet. Placing a hand on his chest, she said in almost a whisper;

“Because I think you do,”

In less than a second later, she was kissing him. Kissing him. Nathaniel practically melted into the kiss, running his fingers behind her head and pulling her in to deepen it. He couldn’t believe it. If it wasn’t real he was still going to enjoy it. All of it, there wasn’t going to be any regret in this after all of the months knowing each other. As they separated, Candy looked up to him, all red in the face as much as he was.

Nathaniel was speechless, but gave her a warm smile. Candy leaned in towards him to give him a soft kiss, to ensure him that this was reality. Not some daydream that they were having. He finally spoke up, pulling her a little closer to him.

“I knew that you felt the same.”

Candy let out a chuckle, giving him a smile.

“Just as I did too.”


Castiel couldn’t feel more irritated with himself. With both the gym meeting in less than ten minutes and the possible ‘dinner date’ he just had with Candy. Irritated with the fact he didn’t know if she even liked him, especially after all the things they’ve been through, and with the fact he decided he was going to confess. He held the belief they had a chance with each other. Maybe even a little one, right?

Pacing through the halls, he went to search for her. He looked in just about any classroom door he could open; there was no sign of her. “Where is she at?” He asked himself, trying to think back to the last time he’s seen her. Yet, to no avail. Castiel’s head was way too full of annoyance to think about where she could’ve been. Rolling his eyes as slick as he could, he walked outside. Obviously the more the time had passed, the more that he would have to hurry up and find her.

He completely avoided the gym, in order to avoid attending the meeting early, and paced towards the school garden. And finally, there was Candy, who seemed to have her head in the clouds. “Finally…I’ve been looking for you forever now.” Castiel said, approaching her. Candy turned around to face him.  “Oh, really? It’s not time for the meeting yet.” She said, mumbling that last sentence.

“Well, what if I wasn’t trying to find you for the meeting?” He remarked. Candy gave him a slight look of confusion, then a playful grin. “Then, why don’t you just say what you need to say?” That was another thing he liked about Candy. She always seemed to know what he really wanted to do, behind all of those sarcastic answers he’d give. “I just wanna say…how I think you invited me to that dinner a lot more than just ‘friends’.”

Candy raised a brow. “What makes you say that?”

“Well, Rosalya and Leigh are a couple…” Castiel began, trying to maintain a casual expression, “And us being there? Looks a lot like a double date.” Candy grew a little red (probably because of how forward he was), Castiel was definitely giving her the signs. “I…I just… I just wanted to spend time with you, that’s all.” She mumbled, Castiel furrowed his eyebrows, annoyed with the same excuse every time.

“You always say that Candy, I can’t count how many times you’ve wanted to ‘spend time with me’.” He said, pointing to himself with thumb. Candy bit her lip, looking up to him as she approached him even closer. While, Castiel, continued on with his rant; “And, well – if you want to tell me something…then tell me! Because I can’t just read your mi-“

That’s when Castiel was cut off.  

Candy grabbed right at his shirt and pulled him towards her. Cutting him off her soft lips, pressing against his own. It took a moment for Castiel to realize, Candy was kissing him. He had saw that and Candy had her eyes closed tightly. By the feeling of it, she was determined to kiss him and he couldn’t even believe that little girl actually did it.

It was rough one, but it wasn’t like he was complaining about it. Due to the sudden kiss, Castiel opened his eyes  and broke it to catch his breath. There was a silence between them both.

Candy loosened her grip on his shirt, looking up to him. She leaned in to give him another kiss, that was soft and sweet. “Does that answer your question?” She said, letting him go. Castiel blinked but gave her a grin. “So, you actually like me? For my personality,” He spoke. Candy gave a little smile alongside a shrug.

“Hey, I was surprised too, but here I am.”


Obviously it was known that memory wasn’t necessarily his strength. But ever since the outing he had with Candy a few days prior, he had remembered everything he said like lyric in a song. He knew this had to be more than what he thought as an outing, Rosalya and his brother were there. The both of them. It was always like Rosalya even hinted that Candy had a thing for him, but he’d never believe it.  However, Lysander knew he couldn’t hide his feelings forever.

Lysander sat in his usual spot, a few desks behind Candy, but enough space to have a view of her. He hadn’t said a word to her ever since their dinner and he could tell Candy was bothered by it. It wasn’t her and he was going to tell her that. As soon as the bell rang, Lysander was the first one up out of all of the students, as Candy got up to leave, Lysander made room for himself to get to her. “Candy!” He called out, raising his hand a bit.

Candy turned to him, just a few feet away. “Oh, uh, hey Lysander…” She said, her hinting her sadness. “I would like to ask if we could talk in private, please.” He said, even though when he was in a rush, he’d always be formal. Candy gave a weak smile and a nod. “Sure, If you’d like.” 

As the halls started to become even more crowded, Lysander motioned for her to follow him. Luckily, she obliged without question. As they made it to the quieter part of the halls, Candy looked around. “It’s a lot quieter here…” She awkwardly began, it was obviously she felt un-easy ever since their ‘friendly outing’.

“Exactly why I bought you here,” Lysander smiled. “I just wanted to say…I’m not upset about the confrontation with your father. I can understand why he was angry…yet, I’m not affected by it.” He explained. Candy let out a sigh of relief, running her hand through her hair. “Y-Yeah, that’s good to know.” She said. Lysander gave her a confused look, even after what he said, she still looked nervous about something.

“Candy, you still seem to be bothered by something…”

“Huh? W-What do you mean?” She said. Lysander doubted that. He didn’t deem the statement as untruthful without a good reason, more like trying to brush him off from interrogating her too much. “Candy..if you have something to say, I’m here.” He said, placing her hand on her shoulder. Candy looked down at her feet for a moment, fiddling with her hands.

“Well something more like something I’ve wanted to do, for a while now…” She said, getting a little close to his face. Lysander blushed, not putting in any effort to move away from her. He looked straight into those pretty eyes of hers and he didn’t see a glimpse of any kind of joke she may have been pulling. Candy wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him. Lysander relaxed into the kiss, caressing her cheek to deepen it.

A part of him saw the kiss coming, with how close Candy was to him. Yet, another part couldn’t even comprehend how it happened. He didn’t care about anything in that kiss, he only thought about the kiss they were having. A kiss the both of them have been wanting and finally, were getting. As Candy broke the kiss, Lysander smiled wide. “You have no idea how happy I am to finally do that.”

“And I had no idea I was even going to do that,” Candy smiled, Lysander let out a soft chuckle. Giving her a little kiss on the nose, they embraced each other a few seconds longer, before departing.

“Regardless, I must say…that I’m glad you did.”


Anyone would know how careless Armin was when he was playing games. A person could throw a paper ball at the back of his head and he probably wouldn’t even notice.  The world was basically shut off as Armin was turned on, playing his games. With the arrival of Ms. Delanay, it seemed like Armin had to comprise on how to sneak during class than using the classic ‘play under the table and no teacher would notice’ method.

So, the best method he could think of, was to wait after class. Of course he still passed the time by, usually trying not to fall asleep or just daydreaming. Not just about his favorite fighting character or his new customization he bought, he realized most of his daydreams would be about Candy. Some of them just them holding hands or him just being able to confess to her. But how? Armin was clueless when it came to love.

And there she was, sitting a few seats ahead of him, just taking notes. Armin sighed, resting his hand in his palm until the bell rang. Armin didn’t even move, he let all most of the students from the back get up before he did so he could get out of the class without being trampled on. Candy had already left, but he didn’t pay any mind to it. It’s not like he was going to confess anytime soon, especially after her father yelled at him.

Armin took no time trying to think of classrooms that’d be empty at this time. Leaving the classroom, he scanned the halls to see only a few students around. It may have been a few minutes before the meeting in the gym but that wasn’t going to stop him from having his fun. 

In fact, he knew the perfect place. Walking upstairs, he peeked into the science classroom. With no sight of Ms. Delanay he pulled the small console from his jean pocket, turning it on as he slouched on the chair to play.

“Alright, let’s get to it.” He mumbled, all focus going to that game. A few minutes later, little did he notice, a certain Candy found him. “So, you’re not going to the meeting?” Candy asked, walking up behind him. 

“Huh? No, I’m going to go…I’m just taking some time for myself, that’s all.” Armin answered, glancing up to her for only a second, just to look back at his game. Candy sighed. “Soo, I suppose you’re too focused on your game to talk to me.”

Armin smiled a bit. “Pfft…of course not, I can still talk while playing games.”  He said, smashing at those poor buttons. “Besides, Alexy has basically trained me to, talking to me all the time when I play and all.” Candy gave a little nod. “Yeah, but this is pretty important, actually…I think you’d want to hear it.” Armin paused his game for a moment, turning to her to give a look. “On a scale, how important is it?”

“To be honest…about an eight.” Candy said. Armin sighed, placing his console on the table as he stood up to her. “So, what is it?” He asked. He was eager to play his games but then again, with Candy being his first real crush; it was worth giving time for. “I want to make this as quick as possible, so you don’t get too impatient.” She said, rather quickly. Armin gave her a confused expression. “I can’t really see where you’re going with this, but…”

“Well, I’ll show you.” Candy said. Armin was going to remark about how she said it was going to be ‘brief’, until she cupped his cheeks and quickly pulled him in towards her in a kiss. Armin went wide eyed.  He grew stiff at her touch as his face grew redder than hers was. Of course, seconds later, he kissed her back. Armin placed his hands on her waist to pull Candy in more.

Before he knew it, Candy broke the kiss. They were out of breath and of course - Armin wasn’t experienced in it. To be honest, nor was he expecting it. Their blushes only grew darker the longer they kept eye contact. Candy finally blinked, managing to say; “Whoa…that was..wow.”. Armin let out a nervous laugh. “I know…I wasn’t expecting it either.” But his awkward smile was immediately replaced by smirk.

“But let me tell you, Candy… that you’re real good at it.”


Kentin’s crush on Candy wasn’t something new, of course not. He hasn’t had some small crush on her for a few months – he’s actually had a crush on her for years. Ever since he was in middle school with Candy, she left an effect on him. With her kindness, that no one else had given him. Or when she’d lend a hand when no one else would. Candy was amazing and he couldn’t think otherwise. That’s why, he finally grew the courage – after all those years – to finally confess.

He didn’t think of their dinner as a friendly outing and he knew she didn’t. Especially after they held hands under the table, that wasn’t some ‘friendly’ action. Kentin could swear that there was a connection between them both, not just at that moment, plenty of moments they had were more than just ‘friendly’ moments.

He was more than ready to confess to her and nothing was going to prevent him from doing so. Classes had already ended and in less than 20 minutes, he had to think of something to tell Candy. Rather than just confessing all of his feelings at once, he knew he had to give her a lot of hints – because of how oblivious she was to the light ones. 

Pacing back and forth down the halls, he kept mumbling to himself. It was like he was making himself a script or a ‘101 hints to say to Candy if she [still] doesn’t understand.

Letting out a sigh, Kentin swallowed thickly regaining his determination to confess to her. “Alright…time to find her,” He mumbled, walking down the halls, in search for his long time crush. He told himself it was more, it just had to be. After all of those signs that happened, it can’t be anything else. Yet again after all of the years, it could’ve been.  Opening up the door to the gymnasium, luckily, it was empty. No teachers, no students.

Unfortunately, there was no Candy. ‘Where is she…?’ He thought, looking around the gym. Holding his breath, he opened the door to the locker rooms, hoping that she was there. Candy quickly turned around to the click of the door, giving a smile. “Hey, I’ve been looking for you!” She said. “Same..for a while now, to be honest.” Kentin said.

“Is there something you wanted to tell me?” Candy asked. “Yeah, I do…not unless you have something to say first.” He said, sitting himself down on the bench as he invited Candy to sit next to him. “Well, a few things,” She began, her eyes drifting away from Kentin’s. “I’ll make it short…I really don’t know where we are.”

“…Where we are?” He repeats.

“I don’t know how to explain but it’s like I feel that you’re more than just a childhood friend… sometimes, I feel close enough to be more but…then again, it’s like we drift away.” Candy said, looking back at him. Kentin looked a little lost. “You seem pretty confused, Kentin.” She said, letting out an awkward laugh. He could’ve sworn that was just a confession but there was no way he was going to ask, at this rate, at least. 

“Yeah, you could say that,” He said. “Well…then let me clear it up for you,” Candy placed her hand on his thigh and a hand on his cheek. Kentin already flared up, bright red, as Candy leaned towards him, adjusting his head to turn towards her.  That was when, she kissed him. Candy had her eyes closed as Kentin slowly closed his own, bringing his hand to the back of her head, taking her deeper into the kiss.

He waited for this moment and he was sure, during the kiss, Candy did too. He didn’t care who started it – as long as it was happening. He could feel his heart beating through his ears and the blood rushing to his cheeks, it was amazing. As Candy pulled away, Kentin gave a charming smile. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”

Candy chuckled a bit, giving him a sweet peck on his lips.

“I bet that it was just as long as I’ve wanted to.”

anonymous asked:

Could you do Ereri & either 59, 93, or 98? Whichever you like more or haven't had requested already. I love your writing by the way! You're an amazing author!

Thank you anon :3 These are all very dramatic prompts. I’d try all three but 59 and 93 are kind of contradictory.

93. “I tried, but I just can’t stay away from you anymore.” 


Eren watched the sun go down, and told himself he wasn’t enchanted. Probably. This was how they get you, he’d been told. They make you pine, they mesmerise you.

They drink you dry and you thank them for it even as you become a husk of your former self. Yeah. He’d read all the pamphlets, and none of it seemed right. He couldn’t do this any more; he was becoming a husk of himself anyway, so he might as well go.

As soon as he’d made the decision he hurried to shower, get changed, brush his hair. There was no rush. After Dark stayed open most of the night. Eren didn’t like thinking about what happened after it closed.

It was still rush hour, and the streets were crowded when he entered the tea shop for the first time in weeks. Just the smell of it brought a smile to his face, even as his heart thudded uncomfortably in his chest. There were lots of humans here this early, and he queued up.

Levi did not look pale and interesting, he looked pale and tired. He didn’t wear a velvet suit or a long cloak, he wore an apron and his shirtsleeves rolled up to his elbows, and when he saw Eren standing in line he smiled, and it wasn’t a predatory grin. It was relief. Eren felt awful.

Eren ordered a pot of tea, and reclaimed his usual seat by the window. He’d wait for the rush, and watch Levi work in the meantime, trying to work out if he was enchanted or if he just liked tea or if he just. Liked. Levi.

The rush dwindled. Humans went home for dinner. The others would trickle in later, after work, after feeding, after dancing, after whatever it was they did.

“Haven’t seen you for a while,” Levi said, and Eren smiled and pushed the other chair out a little in invitation. “Been busy? Well, I hope.”

“Yeah, I’m well.” Couldn’t he tell? “I just.” Eren wrapped his fingers around the teacup, warm as he knew Levi’s fingers were cold. Levi had missed him. Of course he had. “I tried, but I just can’t stay away from you anymore. Did you enchant me?”

Levi recoiled, frowning. “You know I don’t do that shit.” He ran his hand through his hair, and Eren realised he’d offended him.

“I’m sorry.”

“How do you feel?” Levi asked.


“You heard me.”

“Uh, miserable? Like I’ve fucked up?”

“There you are, not enchanted,” he smiled faintly. “If you were you’d be floating on cloud nine just because I’m talking to you.”

“Oh,” Eren sighed with relief. Not enchanted. That meant he just, uh, just fucking confessed, and Levi could probably hear the blood rushing to his face.

The bell rang over the door and Levi got to his feet to get back to work. “You’re cute, Eren. I’ll see you later.”

“Now I’m totally enchanted,” Eren said, grinning at him, and he knew Levi’s disapproving frown was feigned.

He couldn’t stay up until After Dark closed without wrecking his sleep schedule, but Levi let him in past the counter, and he curled up on the couch in his living area and napped until cold fingers against his cheek woke him up.

“You need to go home. Do you want me to walk you?” Dawn was a couple of hours off. Maybe he’d messed up his sleep schedule anyway. Eren sighed, thinking about other mornings like this, the quiet walk home, the sense of disappointment when Levi bid him farewell with a nod.

He sat up, rubbing at his eyes, and Levi sat beside him, so his earlier faux pas was clearly forgiven. Levi still looked tired. He’d never met a vampire so, so human, and Eren opened his mouth before he could think about the words.

“What’s it like being bitten? I want to try it.”

Levi opened his mouth, and shut it, and Eren realised he’d flustered a vampire. Amazing. “It’s like sex,” Levi muttered, looking away. “That’s why you don’t just ask for it out of nowhere like that.”

“What am I supposed to do then?” Eren asked, leaning forward, delightedly pushing his luck. “Cause now I really want to try it.”

anonymous asked:

The borscht scene was one of my favorites from UMFB. It's such a small gesture that actually means so much. I'm so glad we got to see it from Viktor's perspective!

It’s a huge deal for Viktor and actually pretty difficult for Yuuri to pull off! He could have just paid for dinner the next night but instead he went out to a foreign supermarket with no idea of the language, translated his way through buying all the ingredients and the recipe, chose something he had never made before specifically to try and please Viktor and then cooked it ready in time for when he guessed Viktor usually came home! He put a lot of effort into making it special for Viktor and so it meant a lot for both of them

anonymous asked:

what would pentagons reactions be when they walk in on you changing?

Jinho: Jinho would probably be walking in looking at his phone, not even paying attention. When he looks up to push the door open, he’d catch you taking your top off and before he could utter a full word, he just clamps his mouth shut and shuts the door quickly, his face red in embarrassment. You’d laugh at his reaction but he still feels super bad and embarrassed.

Hui: Hui would walk in, probably already talking to you about something as he pushes open the slightly closed door, to find you with your jeans half way up your legs when you turn to look at him. His eyes would widen and his cheeks would blush before he steps back out, shutting the door behind him, yelling “sorry” from outside the door.

Hongseok: Hongseok would be calling your name endlessly, letting you know dinner was ready before he finally gave up and just went to your room. “Hey Y/N-ah, dinner is–” he’d burst into the room without even knocking to find you rummaging through your closet looking for a shirt to wear. He’d be ogling at you before you snicker, “Take a picture… it lasts longer” you’d scoff. He’d finish out his phone like “well, if you insist”.

E’Dawn: Hyojong would literally be so nonchalant. He’d just stroll right in without even announcing his arrival and wander around the room looking for something. You’d be standing there trying to shield yourself in your half naked glory and he’d just look at you all weird. When you questioned his expression, he’d just be like “nothing, I haven’t already seen, right?” with a suggestive smirk.

Shinwon: Shinwon would literally saunter in and even though it’s clear you’re changing, he’d sprawl across the bed and just look at you. “What…” you mutter uncomfortably as you throw a sweater over your bare upper half. “Nothing” he’d shrug casually. “Can you like… get out?… I’m changing” you’d look at him in confusion. “Do I have to?” he’d ask. “Uh…………… yeah…. get out” you’d laugh. He’d just sigh as he walks out, “I only wanted to look” “You’re such a perv” you’d joke with a laugh.

Yeo One: Yeo One would probably be the one to find you dancing around in your underwear while he’s been waiting around downstairs for you for the past 30 minutes. He’d sigh as he leans against the door frame, knocking on the slightly opened door, startling you and making you turn back to look at him. “So this is why you’re making me wait?” he’d sigh with a smile and head shake.

Yan An: Oh, precious Yan An. Yan An would wonder why it’s taking you so long to come down for lunch, so he’d walk up thinking about a good way to scare you. He contemplated whether or not to yell ‘boo’ or just ‘ahhh!’ as he creaked the door open and opened his mouth to scare you, he’d catch sight of your bare body, a squeak coming out of his mouth instead. As you turn around to look at him, like a deer caught in headlights, he freezes before walking out and shutting the door.

Yuto: Yuto would come in to let you know that he was gonna leave in 15 minutes if you wanted to get food with him still. As he pushes through the slightly opened door, he’d stop in his tracks as you both look at each other awkwardly. He’d nod his head and raise his hand in apology before silently stepping out, shutting the door behind him.

Kino: Precious Hyunggu would probably be so happy to see you when he came home, he’d barge in and not even acknowledge the fact you were changing and would just pick you up in a big bear hug. “Hyunggu, let me put some clothes on!” you’d squeal in embarrassment. And he’d just grin and continue to hug you and say “It’s fine, this is comfortable enough” with a coy wink.

Wooseok: Our giant maknae would come whistling through the hallway, looking to see what you were doing. As he passes the room and catches a glimpse of you changing through a sliver in the door, he’d let out a surprised yelp before clamping his hand over his mouth. As you turn towards the door and mutter, “Wooseok?” he’d have an internal conflict as whether or not to respond.

anonymous asked:

Can you do headcanons for how the rev set (plus Aaron) propose to you?

you bet ! i love proposals soooo,, let me know if this is what you wanted!

i’m sorry i took so long answering this one,, i was thinking about it and answering other stuff! 


  • alex does it in a very,,, wordy way
    • it’s just in his nature to have a lot to say,, so the way he conveys his feelings,, may or may not be a couple pages??
      • if you wrote it on paper
    • so after he finally gets the ring, he takes you to the park,,
      • his reason being, he loved the way you could actually see some stars at night,, 
      • and the fact that the sunset looked beautiful from there
    • and while you’re just talking as the sun sets
      • about anything and everything really;; the way the park looks, about his newest projects, how you feel about kids and puppies
    • he suddenly says, “i wanna marry you,”
      • he does it in the coolest way possible,, but as soon as he pulls out the ring,, he loses any cool he has
      • “i just think you’re the most beautiful woman i’ve ever seen; your eyes light up the night, your smile is brighter than the sun, you have the cutest mannerisms and i just,, i really love you. i love the way you talk, the way you smell, the way you walk,, and most of all, i’d love to see the way you walked down the aisle in a wedding dress, walking to me and,,,”
      • you have to stop him by saying yes and kissing him,
    • lord knows he would’ve kept going..


  • john’s idea of a perfect proposal was at the carnival
    • although he’s been fumbling with the box all day in his pocket,, he’s glad to see you were so happy to be at the carnival 
      • which only came around every once in a while
    • his nerves sort of dissipate once you get to the ride that he wants to ask you on
      • he’s kinda scared of heights,, and since it’s a ferris wheel,, well,,, you know
    • once you’re on there, he grips your hand and just lets you lean against his shoulder as the cart goes up
      • he’s actually kinda freaking out, but once he feels you grip his had a little,, he’s okay
    • for just a moment,, as customary, the ferris wheel stops and you can see the rest of the area
      • he of course brings you closer by wrapping his arm around your shoulder 
    • “you know,,” he comments after a small moment of silence, “as beautiful as this is,, you’re definitely the beautiful-est thing i’ve ever seen,,”
      • when he says it, he’s looking down,, so your eyes follow and you see him staring at a diamond engagement ring
      • “john…”
    • he’s smiling so big as he asks you if you’d marry him,, and once you say yes through your tears,, he gets so bubbly
      • like, he’s actually bouncing in his seat and smiling so wide his cheeks hurt
      • he’s also peppering your face and head with kisses so much that you don’t even notice the ferris wheel moving again
    • once you get off,, he just lifts you off the ground in the biggest hug he can manage,,,
      • he’s adorable,, and so so happy


  • hercules mulligan chooses to not propose with a ring,, but a dress
    • he spends a few weeks making this white dress
      • of which you can’t see until he’s close to finishing because reasons
    • when he finally lets you into see it, he asks your opinions on it,,
      • “i mean, i’d wear it,, but it is a wedding dress,,”
      • he then nods and smiles extremely widely, “i know. that’s why i’m asking.”
    • his hope that you catch on is soon replaced with joy because you caught on 
      • the stare you’re giving him is something he really wishes he could get on camera
        • it’s goddamn priceless
      • you then ask if this is what you think it is,, and he nods
    • you whispered yes and he just immediately went for it
      • he gripped your hips and pulled you as close as possible,,
      • his kiss took every bit of your breath away,, and you had to remind yourself to breathe because damn
    • then he picks you up bridal style and carries you to the bedroom,,
      • the entire time he’s laughing and smiling
        • that adorable gap is being shown off proudly by the big man
      • he really couldn’t believe you let him propose with a dress but 
        • you did and my god he’s grateful


  • laf decides to take it traditionally
    • which of course means taking you back to,, you guessed it,, france
      • he didn’t want to do it in paris,, “too cliché” as he dubbed it,,
      • so he took you to the house he inherited from his family out in the country
    • the sight was beautiful,, with all the rolling hills and such
    • and he waits a few days,, taking you out about town and showing you all the nice things in france
    • and then,, while you’re standing in the town square,, he drops down to one knee,,
      • when he pulls out the ring,, he doesn’t speak for a minute,,
      • he’s literally in tears and he doesn’t know why?? but 
        • when you start crying too,, he feels validated in a sense 
          • at least he doesn’t look like a baby
    • so he says all of these things in french,,
      • half of which you understand and half of which you don’t,,
    • then asks, “will you be mine for eternity?”
      • you only nod because words are difficult right now
      • then he slips the ring on your finger and pulls you in for a,, well,, deep kiss
        • it’s so passionate and loving,, my god it almost hurts
    • everyone that witnessed it starts clapping,,
      • then laf is laughing
        • and you’re laughing,,
          • and people are congratulating you two
      • you tell laf,, basically, that as thankful as you were for being able to be engaged,,
        • you hate crowds
    • he only kisses you and takes you back home,, all the while the two of you are smiling softly and constantly sharing soft kisses

bonus! aaron

  • aaron actually,, well,, he tried
    • he got dressed up,, real fancy
      • even had the ring tucked in his pocket
    • took you to a nice restaurant and made sure everything went right
    • but then,, he got,,
      • he got nervous,,
        • he thought you would reject him and walk out
        • or maybe you would tell him that the relationship wasn’t working anymore
        • or maybe you would just throw your food in his face
        • the possible outcomes were endless
      • so he just stuck the nice meal, paid for dinner,, and you went home
  • later that night, though,, he finally mustered up the courage
    • it was when you were lying in bed
      • the television was on, playing some show aaron couldn’t focus on because his heart was racing and his fingers were brushing over the velvet of the ring box underneath the covers
      • you were on his chest,, a smile on your face and your fingers tracing mindless patterns across his ribs
    • clearing his throat, he drug the ring box up his side,,
      • it was kind of a shock to his system,, letting him know that this was real, and it was happening
    • with everything he had in him, he whispered, “will you marry me?”
      • he literally could not get anything else out
        • the poor guy was so nervous he was practically shaking as he displayed the ring
          • he almost forgot to open the ring box
      • his eyes were scanning your face, searching for any reaction because,, my god,, he was terrified
    • you rose up and looked at the ring, then back at aaron, and whispered, “yes,”
      • you knew he was nervous
        • that’s why he didn’t give you a monologue
        • and that’s why he could only smile when he started slipping the ring out of the box
          • he dropped it because he was shaking so bad,, which emitted a giggle from you 
        • once he slipped it on your finger, he started crying
          • fear had gripped his heart that much
      • “oh my god,” and then “beat that alexander”
        • you were laughing hysterically at that point, burying your face in his chest and sniffling because you too were crying 
          • out of happiness of course

Eggs Benedict is a good boy.

[Warning: This post talks about Hash Brown’s accident, so if you don’t want to hear about a kitty getting hurt don’t proceed. Just know she is okay now!]

I just wanted to take a moment to praise our Eggs Benedict, because he’s partly responsible for saving Hash Brown’s life.

In essence, Hash Brown nearly impaled herself on a support rod in the closet. It was a freak accident and she made no noise when it happened, so none of us knew. She immediately went under the bed (where she often sleeps), so from our perspective we had no clue anything unusual had happened at all.

Eggs saw her and became very distressed, which he expressed by trying to get our attention. He dragged poop out of his litter box and sat next to me biting my arm over and over. This is not remotely normal for him. We thought maybe he was just being freakishly pushy about dinner, so my husband went to feed him. That’s when we found Hash Brown.

I don’t mean to inappropriately anthropomorphize him; I can’t say that he was “trying to get help.” However, he was stressed and he responded by letting us know. If he hadn’t she may well have lost too much blood.

He spent the rest of the night looking for her and going to town on his scratch pads, which he does when he’s freaked out. Little does he know he made all the difference. She’s coming home tomorrow and she’s going to be totally fine.

Good boy, Bennie.

The one who left (Reggie x reader imagine)

Reader x Reggie


A/N: Hey everyone! so I’ve been inspired by @imtrying13 to do this, you should totally check her account.

Anyway this is just a reader x reggie imagine as friends and I actually wanted to make them end up together but it felt so rush so I prefer to do a second part if you want me to do it.

Sorry if I’ve misspeld something, I’m Spanish! hahah


Many people think that being friends with everyone is something great, well I’ll tell you a secret, it’s not. Being friends with everybody feels lonely, you see how people have their best friends and you just hang out with everyone and come back home alone.

That’s how my life is since I started high school, I’m friends with Betty, Veronica, Jughead, Kevin and Archie, on the other hand I’m friends with Cheryl, I’m also friends with the Pussycats and some boys on the team and on top of that I’m the captain of the dance crew, where I have more friends.

I’m always smiling and laughing, but is it how I fell inside? Not at all, but I couldn’t tell that to anyone, they have their own problems and in times like this is when I miss having a best friend.

One day, when I was walking home alone, feeling free of my happy façade I burst into tears, I felt so stupid every time I cried, because I didn’t even have a reason to feel like this, I just hated it so I tried to stop, which it wasn’t happening.

When I finally came home I ran into my room and I locked me inside, luckily my parents weren’t home, even though they wouldn’t have care about my problems if they were.

I made myself stop crying just to pay close attention to something I heard, like someone throwing something to my window. I waited until I heard it again and this time I actually saw it.

I went to my window and when I opened it and look outside I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.

“What are you doing here Reggie?” I asked trying to hide my flickering voice.

“Can I come in?” I just nodded, it wasn’t the first time he climbed to get inside my room, he did it a lot when we were younger, their house was next to mine so every time our parents went to dinners or things like that he just came to my room and we had a lot of fun, I kind of miss that.

I looked myself into the mirror and wiped some tears from my eyes so he wouldn’t see I was crying and when he came into my room I just turned around with the best smile I could give him right now.

“Hey Reginald”

“Hey (Y/N/N)”

“What brings you here? Are you up to a slumber party?” he just gave me a half smile for my joke and he was avoiding eye contact so I erased my smile “Is everything ok?”

“Yeah, everything’s fine” he replied fast, realizing I was worried “I’m actually here to ask you that question, is everything ok?”

I frowned and turned around, getting my bag and doing like I was looking for something inside “Of course everything is ok, why would it not?”

“I don’t know. That’s what I want to know.” I heard he was coming closer “I know you and I can tell when something goes wrong” I couldn’t help it and I just laugh at that.

“Do you really know me?” I asked turning around to face him again “Because if I’m right we haven’t had a real talk since middle school, so you should reform that sentence and say you think you know me instead”

“Are you mad at me for us drifting apart? Because all this time I thought we were still friends, it’s not like we have stopped talking or something”

“Yeah… never mind Reggie, I told you, everything is fine so you can leave”

I left the room with him still inside and I went to the kitchen to grab some water, but what I was actually doing was runaway.

Before I could even drink the water the tears came back to my eyes and I could feel my throat tighter, at any second I would start sobbing and I won’t be able to stop.

“(Y/n)?” I heard Reggie’s voice at the door and when I saw he had followed me I looked through the window, avoiding his eyes.

“I told you to leave!” I couldn’t hide my broken voice this time.

“I’m not leaving you like this”

“Do you really want to know what happens?” I said looking at him “I feel alone, ok? And I-I feel stupid for feeling like this, now you know it, you can carry on with your life”

“Why didn’t you tell me before?” he came to me in a second.

“Because this is your fault! You were my best friend, I told you everything and you made me feel  like I wasn’t the only one with crappy parents, like you were my partner in crime, but you left Reggie, when we started high school you get into the team, you made new friends, you stopped coming into my room and I just stand there watching it happen and I thought it would be ok because we still talked in the halls, we greeted each other at pop’s and now you come here asking me what’s wrong”

We stayed in silence for what it seemed an eternity, he looking at me and me looking at him, finally free of all my chains.

“I wasn’t the one who left (Y/N)” he said calmly “When we started high school you were the one who get in to the dance crew and made a bunch of new friends, you were always busy learning a new dance or helping someone with their homework and I just felt like I was bothering you every time I came into your room and you were in your own world, so don’t try to put all the blame on me”

His words felt like ice in my veins, I could even feel how my body was shivering. I didn’t know what to say, because all the time I was seeing what he did that hurt me, but I didn’t even think about what I did to hurt him and break this friendship.

The truth was that we both let this get worse every day, both thinking the other would suddenly come and fix all the damage and it finally happened, later than I expected which means a lot of time wasted.

“I guess I didn’t think about that” I felt so stupid right now, I did this to myself “I’m sorry for being such a bad friend Reg, I guess I needed someone to blame for my problems” I said in a soft tone, he was really close so I didn’t need to say it louder.

“It’s not your fault, we both let this happen, so I’m sorry too, I shouldn’t have let this get so bad”

We remained silent for a few seconds until he smiled and I mirrored his action, feeling better and hoping that I really had him back.

“Do you want to go to Pop’s?” he finally asked.

“Sure” He started walking to the door but he stopped when I wasn’t following and turned to look at me.


“Yes, sorry, I got stuck in my mind” I replied with a laugh and following him.

I Won’t Say Goodbye- Scott McCall Imagine

Requested: can you do a scott mccall imagine where she’s human and there dating and she got kidnap by theo to get scott and theo gets mad so he like stabs her and she’s dying in scotts arms and he gives her the bite to save her even though she didn’t want to be a werewolf but can you end it with fluff please?

A/N: Sorry this is a day late, but I hope it’s close to what you wanted and hope you enjoy!! 

Warning: Some minor swearing I think

“You just can’t trust him Scott” Stiles exclaimed. Today the pack was having a meeting to discuss the new wolf in town, Theo. Scott was insisting that there was nothing to worry about, but no one was convinced, not even me, Scott’s girlfriend. Being the only two humans in the pack, Stiles and I have been extra precautious lately, especially after Allison’s death.

“Come on guys, we have to at least give him a chance. Besides, he hasn’t done anything wrong or anything remotely suspicious. We can’t just label him the bad guy.” At this point Scott pleaded for someone to believe him. Even being a true alpha, Scott would never force anyone in his pack to do anything they didn’t want. But at this point, he was desperate.

“You’re right” I said clearly. Audible sighs and grumbles filled the room. “Don’t give me that guys. We have always given everyone the benefit of the doubt, that’s the kind of pack we are. I mean Malia, we believed that you didn’t kill your sister, and Liam we figured out how to control your anger. So, until Theo does something to make us believe he is a bad guy, we should give him a chance.”

Once I finished speaking, everyone was letting off a small head nod, and Stiles looked defeated. When I looked over to Scott, his face lit up with a large grin. Although, I still had a bad feeling about Theo, I’ll still give him a chance. Besides, our pack could use another member and he seemed incredibly strong.

As the pack left the McCall house, I stayed behind to spend time with Scott. Once hearing the door close, signifying the last person left, Scott instantly wrapped his arms my waist, and placed a gentle kiss to my lips.

“Thank you” he mumbled while our lips were together.

“You know I’ll always have your side.”

“Yeah, it just sucks that the rest of the pack doesn’t trust me right now” he said with sadness.

“Scott don’t worry about it. You know they would follow you no matter what. They just have their guard up after everything that went down earlier this year, that’s all.”

“Okay, you’re right. I understand.” I flash a cocky grin at his words. “How’d I get so lucky? Not only are you smart but you’re also sexy as hell.”

A blush crept across my face, as Scott brought our lips together once more. I felt his hands roam all over my body, my hands made their way up to the back of his neck. A laugh escaped my lips as his hand ended up tickling my side. I immediately regretted laughing, because Scott took this as his opportunity to attack my sides which brought me into a laughing fit.

“Scooooott stopppp” I whined through laughs. Instead of stopping, Scott kept going and laughing during the process. “I…I can’t breathe. I submit, I submit!”

“Alright, alright, I can tell you’ve had enough” he joked.

“Am I interrupting something?” The voice caught us both off guard as we turned to see Scott’s mom standing there. Scott’s mom was like another mother to me, and she always made me feel welcome.

“Hi Miss McCall, how was work?”

“It was surprisingly uneventful tonight. And (y/n) call me Melissa, Miss McCall always makes me feel old” she chuckled. “Are you staying for dinner?”

“Oh I can’t, I told my parents I’d eat with them for once. Thank you though.”

“No problem, tell your parents I said hi.” She gave me a small hug and said her goodbye. Being the gentleman that he is, Scott walked me out to my car. Before he opened my door he placed one more kiss to my lips and temple.

“Call me when you’re done eating” he said.

“Ehh maybe” I said sarcastically and gave him a wink as I drove off.

As I pulled up to my house, I see a man standing at my front door. However, I could only see his back so I wasn’t too sure who it was. He looked tall and muscular, and perhaps familiar. When I put my car in park I see the man turn around and panic sets in. Theo.

“Hey (y/n)” he waved.

“Hey Theo, umm what are you doing here?”

“Well I figured since we live on the same street and are in the same chemistry class, we could study together for our exam later this week. And if I’m being honest, I know you’re one of the smartest in the class and I could really use the help.”

“Sure that sounds good, I’m just about to have dinner with my parents so could you come back over at about 7?” My voice was shaking and I was nervous, but I tried my best to not make it obvious to him.

“Thank you so much” he exclaimed. “I’ll be back by then.”

Dinner with my family was uneventful, and I barely spoke. Instead my mind was focused on Theo coming over later. He seemed like he genuinely needed help, so I shouldn’t worry, right? But still there was an uneasy feeling that filled my stomach, and I needed to control it before he came over.

It was 10 minutes to 7, so I grabbed my notes and text book and set up a small space for us to study in the living room. Unfortunately, my parents were leaving to go over to my aunt’s house for some drinks since they don’t have work tomorrow, which means it will just be me and Theo. I thought about texting Scott, but then he would think that I didn’t actually trust him. I could do this, I just have to stay calm and trust that Scott is right.

I’m brought out of my thoughts when doorbell sounded. I took a deep breath before opening the door, which I’m sure he could hear, but I couldn’t help it. Once I open the door, I see Theo standing there with his book in hand and a large grin on his face.

“Thanks again (y/n), my parents would kill me if I got an F” he greeted.

“It’s really no problem, just come on in, and we can get started.” I lead the way to the living room and sat down where I left my books. “So, what would you like to cover first?”

“I figured we could talk about how certain chemicals react to the human body” he stated nonchalantly.

“Wha—“ I started but in that moment Theo sprayed my face with something and I became unconscious.

(Third Person P.O.V.)

Scott laid in his bed as he slowly drifted to sleep. However, he wanted to try and stay up until (y/n) called him. Usually she would have at least sent him a message by now, but there was nothing. He figured she had just been really tired after dinner and went to bed early. Scott’s eyes get heavier and heavier, but shot wide open when he heard his phone ring. When he looked at his phone he was surprised to see (y/n)’s mom’s number, maybe her phone broke, he thought.

“Hello” he answers.

“Scott, thank goodness you answered. Is (y/n) with you? She hasn’t been answering her phone and her father and I are starting to get worried. If she is with you just tell her we aren’t mad for her sneaking out, we just want to make sure she’s safe” Mrs. (y/l/n) said with a panicked tone.

“She’s not at home” Scott asked with worry. “I’m sorry but I haven’t seen her since she left my house at like 4. I can call Lydia and see if she’s with her. But (y/n) hasn’t answered any of my messages since she left either.”

“Oh my goodness, this can’t be happening. Could you please call Lydia, and if she’s not with her then we may have to call Stiles’ dad.” Tears streamed down your mom’s eyes and your dad just stood there with a scared expression.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it. You guys just stay home, keep all the lights on, and have the phones next to you in case she comes home or calls, okay?”

“Thank you Scott, we really appreciate it. Don’t hesitate to call if you find anything out.”

Once Scott was done talking to your mom, he first called Lydia, only to find out that she hasn’t seen you since the meeting. He then called, Stiles, Liam, and everyone else in the pack, but no one had seen you. The entire pack gathered at Scott’s house and came up with a plan to find you.


My eyes felt heavy and my head was pounding. Shivers traveled my body as I tried to regain consciousness. However, when I attempted to sit up, I realized that I am stuck in place and can’t move. Panic sets in and I instantly started trying to free my arms and legs.

“Ya know, it probably easier if you just laid still” the familiar voice stated. When I turned my head into the direction of the voice, my eyes met Theo’s. A smirk covered his face, as if he had just won a prize.

“What the hell are you doing” I yelled at him.

“Well, I suppose since you’re going to die, I can just tell you my plans anyways” he said calmly. “Apparently the Dread Doctors are very interested in your blood. I don’t really know why, maybe they just want you dead to get at Scott, but I have to follow my bosses’ orders. But don’t worry, it will only hurt for a second.”

Theo walked closer to me, meanwhile tears flowed down my cheeks. I was alone and afraid. I hated being the damsel in distress, but at least they usually get saved. However, my hope had faded and I had to prepare to face death by myself.

His claws appeared while my heart raced. Theo lightly brushed his claws against my abdomen, and a devilish grin covered his face. With one swift motion, I felt my skin get punctured and my breaths get heavy. My eyes fluttered all the while I drifted in and out of consciousness. My final moments were approaching, my eyes weren’t strong enough to stay open, but I tried holding on as long as I could. With my final breaths, I swear I heard yelling and fighting, but had little time to comprehend before I drifted away…


My eyes were still closed and my body still sore. Do people still feel pain when they die, or am I in hell in which I will feel eternal pain. A groan left my lips and I swear I heard hushed voices.

“(Y/n)” a soft voice that sounded similar to Melissa said. “(Y/n) can you open your eyes?”

I did as I was told, only to see bright lights on the ceiling. When I turned my head away from the lights, I saw a crowd of familiar people standing beside me.

“Wha— What are you guys doing here” I stuttered. “Please tell me you didn’t die trying to save me.”

“No, we’re fine, everyone is fine. Including you” Lydia cooed.

“But how am I still alive” I questioned. I looked around the room, and saw worried expressions, however the one face I didn’t see was Scott. Everyone exchanged glances with one another and sent me looks of pity. “Where is Scott.”

“I’ll go get him. We’ll all give you two some time alone” Stiles mentioned. As the pack exited the room, I was given soft hugs and I swear I could all hear their heart rates beating rapidly.

“Thank god you’re okay” Scott greeted.

“But how am I okay? I literally felt Theo push his claws into me and watched blood pour out. How am I not dead” I choked out the last words. Scott’s face was filled with worry, he tried finding words to say but nothing was coming out. This time, however, I was sure I could hear his heart racing and smell the anxiousness on him. “Scott…”

“Baby, I’m so sorry, but I didn’t have any other choice” he pleaded.

“What the hell Scott! You know what I always said, that if it ever got to the point, I didn’t want the bite. How could you do this!”

“Please (y/n) you have to understand, I had no other choice. You were dying in my arms and were holding on for dear life. I just… I couldn’t lose you.”

“But don’t you see that by giving me the bite, you did lose me. You completely lost all of my trust. First with Theo and now with the bite. I can’t believe you” my voice was filled with anger. I didn’t dare look at Scott, nonetheless, I could smell the tears that dripped down his cheeks.

“Please, you can trust me. I’m so sorry I was wrong about Theo, I should have listened to all of you, but he seemed normal. From now on I’ll be more careful when trusting new people. But you have to understand that the bite is not a bad thing. Sure it has its rough moments, and your first full moons will suck, but I’ll be with you every step of the way.” As he spoke he lightly grabbed my hand. Part of me wanted to retract my hand, but for some reason I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

“Tell me that you don’t love me and you don’t want to be with me, and then I’ll leave you alone” Scott said in a hushed tone.

“I just don’t know what to think. Of course I love you, but I just feel so confused and betrayed. I feel like I cheated death, and it’s just not fair.”

“But you didn’t even deserve to die in the first place. Your mom told me you were having Theo over to study and then he must have attacked you. So nowhere in that time frame did you deserve to die, you were just trying to give him a chance and help him out, and it’s all my fault. I honestly can’t express how sorry I am.”

A silence fell in the room, neither of us sure what to say next. Both of our heart rates raced with worry and fear. I didn’t want our relationship to be over, but I also wasn’t ready to be a werewolf. How would I tell my parents, would they even believe me? My mind wandered through millions of concerns that my new life would bring about.

“I love you.” His voice was so soft, but because of my new sense of hearing, I was able to fully understand what Scott just said.

“I love you too Scott. I shouldn’t have freaked out like I did, I’m just scared” I admitted.

“It’s okay, it’s natural to be scared but remember you have a whole pack and me by your side” he said as he placed a soft kiss to my lips. “The only we have to worry about is you hopefully not killing me or your parents on your first full moon.”

Being clingy

Cameron Dallas Imagine

Word count: 503

Request: Hey! Can you do like a blurb on living with Cam and how he is just on a daily basis, maybe on what type of boyfriend he is? Thank you so much! Have a great day!

„Babe! I’m home.“ I heard him yell through the apartment. I heard the front door shut. I was in the kitchen preparing something for dinner.

I felt his hands on my waist as he left a soft kiss on my cheek. „Hi.“ I simply said cutting the potatoes. „How was your day?“ He asked me as he held on to me from behind.

„Boring. What about yours?“ His chin rested on my shoulder and his hair lightly brushed against my jaw, making me smile. „Not exciting.“ I was done cutting the potatoes and turned to face him. „Well.“ I said before leaning in to kiss him. „Is it more exciting now?“ I whispered against his lips. He lightly nodded leaving an other kiss on my lips.

„Do you need help?“ He asked pointing to the food. „No you’ll just ruin it.“ I walked to the fridge to get something. „Can’t ruin what’s already bad.“ He chuckled. I gasped at his respond. „Cameron!“ I laughed hitting him with the kitchen towel in my hand.

He didn’t say anything and just left the kitchen. He went to the bathroom. I continued with preparing dinner. When once again he came into the kitchen. „You look pretty.“ He whispered when he again hugged me from behind. „You’re a little clingy today.“ I chuckled and he nibbled at my ear. „I just missed you.“ He chuckled.

„You are so stupid.“ I laughed a little and he bit my shoulder. „Hey.!“ I lightly hit his stomach with my elbow. He stumbled back and made an overdramatic scene, consisting of him falling to the ground. He groaned. „Y/N!“ He whisper shouted in a hurt voice. He gasped for air.

I turned to look at him. „Really?“ I chuckled. „This could have been my last breath and you are gonna waste your time saying really?“ He rambled. I kneeled down and straddled his lap. I ran my hands over his torso. „Where does it hurt, baby?“ I pouted. „Actually I feel way better now.“ He pulled me down leaving a kiss on my lips. „Thank you.“ He whispered against them before leaving yet another kiss.

Before he could deepen the kiss I got up. „Come on. Dinners not even ready.“ I say trying to pull him up. At first he protested but he gave in. After he helped me preparing the rest we put the potatoes in the oven with some vegetables.

„What do you want to do tonight?“ I asked him leaning against the counter. He put his fingers under his chin looking to the side. „Hm…“ he hummed. His head quickly turned to face me. „You.“ He said with a pointing finger at me. „That’s quite an idea, Mr. Dallas.“ I couldn’t help but smile before his lips met mine yet again.

All Imagines

non-conforming nico di angelo headcanons

•nico has always liked the way that makeup looks on people, but never really thought of wearing it himself
•until hazel got this really pretty gloss from piper that hazel very swiftly determined wasn’t her color and never used
•he picked it up and gave a big “why not?” shrug and applied it
•he forgot he was wearing it when he went to dinner and was just chatting happily with hazel until will sat down and choked on his sprite
•"i don’t know cpr will, please try harder not to die on me.“ "you’re wearing LIPGLOSS.” “well.. yes.” “WHY.” “why not?”
•nico gets a fair share of looks around camp once he starts wearing lipgloss regularly, and it seems like the entire aphrodite cabin is just turning in on itself because they DESPERATELY want to latch onto him
•he’s aware of this
•he keeps them in suspense for a few weeks before arriving on their doorstep and asking “who’s down for a trip to sephora?”
•to this day he’ll swear that the entire cabin raised their hands at once
•( none of them deny it )
•he ends up taking only two of them and they are the first to learn that nico di angelo has a Thing for red lipstick
•it’s not a subtle thing either, he literally just goes through brands selecting the reds that suit him best like it’s nothing
•the aphrodite campers soon get their wits about them and the non-binary kid suggests nico try eyeliner
•and it’s like a whole new world has opened up to nico
•he’s absolutely HORRID at gel eyeliner tho, bless his heart
•one of the sephora employees hooks him up with simple pens and pencils — all in black.
•he’s bold with his lipstick, but his eyes will stay as black as his hair
•while they’re on fifth avenue, they hit up some stores on hades’ dime and nico basically tears through zara like a tornado until he finds what he wants
•what he wants is a little black dress that will go with his aviator jacket and combat boots
•try as they may, the aphrodite kids cannot get nico to stop dressing like a punk rocker with a black amex card
•will actually gets behind it pretty quickly, and makes regular checks of what nico has so he can buy him surprises
•nico will actually constantly have his nails painted black
•sometimes he paints a little sun on his middle finger
•usually there’s a skull and crossbones painted on his thumb

No Matter What

                I walked down the sidewalk while tapping my finger against my lips. Zen and I had been living together for a few months now and I could tell that something was bothering him. When I had asked him he brushed it off with one of his million-dollar smiles that he knew always made my heart melt. My steps paused as I closed my eyes and thought about his smile again.

                “That girl is so weird she’s just smiling to herself.”

                “I know. How strange.”

                I shook my head and urged my body into a brisk walk when whispers of those around me pulled me out of my daydreaming state. I looked down at my feet, a blush coming to my cheeks as people around me watched me walk by them. Well that wasn’t embarrassing at all.

                I breathed a sigh of relief as I entered the grocery store. Grabbing a cart I started to walk down the aisles gathering things for dinner. That first night we saw each other in person we cooked together. He seemed really happy that we did something couple-y. “Maybe doing it again will make him feel better.” I sighed as I filled the cart and pushed it to the check-out lines. “I wish he would just tell me what’s wrong.”

                I struggled to hold the bags of groceries in one hand as I slid the key into keyhole to unlock our apartment. “Babe, what are you doing?”

                I looked up before I turned the key and saw the ruby-colored eyes of the man that stole my heart. He rushed up to me and took the groceries bags with one hand while reaching up with his other to lovingly tuck some of my hair behind my ear.

                I looked up at him and my heart fluttered like it always did when he was around. “I just went and got some groceries for us to make dinner together. Like that first night we had dinner.”

                He stared blankly at me for a few seconds before his lips curled up in a smile. Putting his free hand on the back of my head he leaned forward and kissed my forehead. He pulled back and tilted his head to the side as he winked at me. Clearing my throat to distract from the blush rising to my cheeks I fumbled with the key in the lock before opening the door.

                He let me walk in first and shut the door him before he walked towards the kitchen. Putting my bag on side table by the couch, I watched his back as he disappeared around the corner. I really wonder what’s bothering him. I heard the rustle of the plastic bags as he started to unload the items I had bought. Walking towards the kitchen I put my hand on the wall as I looked into the kitchen. I noticed his coat had been thrown over a chair at the kitchen table, and that wasn’t like him at all.


                “Yes, _____ babe?” He glanced over his shoulder and smiled at me but I could see a hint of uncertainty in it.

                “How did rehearsal go?” Not the question I want to ask but… I straightened up when he suddenly dropped a vegetable in the sink as if he was shocked at my question.

                “It… Was nothing new.” He quickly grabbed what he had dropped and placed it on the counter.

                I walked up to him and hugged him from behind, pressing my cheek to his back. “Zen, you don’t have to pretend around me. Did something happen?”

                He took a deep breath and sighed as he covered my hands with his. “Nothing necessarily happened with rehearsal. Just…” He took a deep breath again. I hugged him tighter, silently telling him that he could take his time. His body shook slightly as he let out a small chuckle. “When I first started my acting career I did a play similar to this one. It…didn’t go well. I suppose I’m just nervous that this is going to be a repeat. Pretty pathetic, huh?”

                “Not at all.” I loosened my hold and he turned to face me. I smiled up at him as I brushed my fingers through his hair. “It’s natural to be nervous. But you should look at it as a way to set the record straight. What happened when you first started is in the past, and you shouldn’t let it define who you are now. You’ll blow this play out of the water and I’ll be in the front row cheering for you through the whole thing!” I curled my hand in a fist and gave a small little fist pump into the air, showing him my full support.

                He blinked at me a few times before placing a hand over his mouth. His shoulders shook as he tried to laugh silently. I started to drop my hand to my side as I felt heat rising to my cheeks, realizing how ridiculous I must’ve looked. I started to look down when he took my face in his hands and tilted my face up.

                “You are amazing, babe. I love you. I will do this part justice. Not only for me, but for you as well.” He ducked his head and kissed the tip of my nose before gently pressing his lips to mine.

                He quickly turned around like he normally did when he didn’t want to continue things further. I always found it rather adorable when he tried to keep the beast caged. Moving to stand next to him I rolled up my sleeves and smiled. “I love you, Zen.”

                He looked at me with a pinkish tinge to his cheeks and smiled back. “I love you too, ____.” He said back before he started to chop the vegetables. I watched him silently for a few moments before grabbing another knife to help him. Things will be all right. I’ll always be beside him. No matter what.

Season 3 things in supergirl we need

No more Mon-El - he is the biggest supergirl problem. He literally hinders her room to grow as a person and has literally made Kara stuck for an entire season and that was proved in 2x18 and 2x19. When he wasn’t in that episode Kara got to grow. She got to figure out the whole lot of things in those episode. In 2x18 she got to figure out more of how she can fit in the world with a friends and not always be supergirl to actually do that. She figured out most of the things by just being Kara danvers the reporter. I mean he went to the dinner and jacks work with her but it was all Kara danvers that fuels the fire: in 2x19 she figured out how Maggie fits in with her life and that again Maggie is just as important to Alex as Kara. I think the last time we had any growth when she sat with Alex and the scene where Alex told her she wasn’t going anywhere. Kara has felt so insecure about not having a sister and that her sister isn’t around and that growth is a difficult step when that’s all you’ve had. She hasn’t really grow at all with mon-el and has basically just been his baby sitter all season. That isn’t growth.

More Danvers sisters moments - we have been robbed of SO MANY this season, and yes of course there is Maggie. However Maggie knows how important Kara is to Alex and if Alex wants To go to see Kara (which we have actually seen her to and Maggie be ok with it) then Maggie will let her go. So why are we not getting more moments and even moments of all three of them just hanging on the sofa like they used to? The sisterhood is so much the biggest heart on the show and The cw really have missed the mark on this, this season.

More Winn and James moments - it seems like we’ve been getting them to the end of the season but those two with Kara are some of the best moments on the show: her friends who know and accept she’s supergirl need to be happening more. We definitely need a lot more moments with them in.

J'onn literally being kickass J'onn - does J'onn literally now like live in the DEO now M'gann has gone back to her planet? Why is he not out they’re helping the team out? He can’t literally be squeezing budgets all day. Get him out of there.

Praying and hoping for Cat Grant and Lucy to be back for season 3 - she despite being Cat Grant was kara’s moral compass and she helped her to figure so much where she scene flalling all season. Bring her back. Lucy all so I don’t get why we haven’t had her all season; she knows there supergirl secret, she should be here. Totally down for her joining the DEO I mean those scenes where she helped J'onn and Alex escape with teaming up with supergirl. Boy do we miss this?!?!?

Kara being single - I mean I miss karaolsen and I think they should return but I think Kara being single and focusing on supergirl and her reporter stuff next year would give Kara time to grow in herself more. She doesn’t need a man. She’s fucking supergirl.

Addressing Alex and her feelings - ok she came out in season 2 which was the best thing since sliced cheese we all know it but to follow my point below, she doesn’t seem to have mentioned her dad lately and we have had like no scenes with her mum or anything to do with this. This needs sorting and maybe addressing her drinking problem. She is an emotional drinker which is literally a huge storyline in itself.

WHERE THE FUCK IS JEREMIAH AND WHY AFTER THAT MASSIVE EPISODE IS HE FORGOTTEN - they need to find him again and literally something has to happen wether he dies or gets locked up in the DEO. We need this whole Cadmus thing to come back because it seems extremely dead and buried in a hole somewhere.


Onto Jungkook, our sweet lil maknae I’m v v excited for this I’m loving this concept (also it’s almost my love’s birthday and I am s o ready for it I have shit planned and ready to go I’m so prepared)

  • Okay but Kook is lowkey the opposite of Jimin when it comes to this
  • Kook is what they call the “sudden strike”
  • Jimin takes his time to get to know everyone, find the best way to do it without causing a scene but Jungkook just cuts straight to the chase
  • Jimin really lures his hits into it, getting them to trust him before he goes for the kill but Kook’s hits never really see him before the night they’re assassinated
  • Okay okay but real quick, picture this
  • Assassin!kook wears the infamous black leather pants and boots

  • Like everyone around him is dressed up in suits and ties but he’s just got a nice shirt on and his favorite leather pants and his worn in boots and no one says anything about it bc he carries himself as if he’s wearing the finest suit ever made

  • He rarely goes to events (he does make sure to come to random ones just so people don't realize that whenever he shows up, someone “disappears”)
  • He normally spends the entire night secretly talking to his hit (he tries his best to make sure not too many people see him talking to them bc less witnesses = less pointed fingers)
  • He always finds a way to get them to leave the event, normally using the line of “let me walk you to your car, you never know what’s out there this late at night”
  • He’s definitely not as social as chim is so when you suddenly appear at one of the dinner parties, he’s not at all surprised bc he sees people come and go all the time
  • He is curious about you though bc you’re talking to one of the richest bank owners in the country so casually and that’s not an easy thing to do so he asks Jimin about you
  • Surprisingly even chim doesn’t really know anything about you, just your name and that you started showing up three weeks ago
  • He had to admit he thought you were pretty cute, you seemed close to his age which was rare in a room full of people who were all 40+
  • He went up to you after the dinner and just started talking to you, trying to use some of chim’s tactics in getting to know you better
  • He may have thrown in a few flirty lines here and there and you may have returned them
  • By the end of the night, he had your number saved and the promise of dinner on Friday
  • He somehow finds himself sneaking out onto date after date after date and the next thing he knows, he’s moving into an apartment with you
  • He does have to eventually tell the boys why he doesn’t stay over at the dorm as often and to his surprise, they’re actually pretty supportive
  • Their only advice is to not get too wrapped up into it bc he is an assassin after all and he has to be able to flee at any sign of someone catching onto their game
  • He can’t do that if he’s too busy being a lovesick puppy but he can’t help it bc you’re just slowly wrapping him around your finger
  • It isn’t until you two have been together for two years that he gets a call from Namjoon at 3 in the morning, your name coming out of the leader’s mouth
  • Kook just honestly feels sick to his stomach and is just like you have to be mistaken like no no n o p e I refuse to accept this
  • Unfortunately the person requested him specifically and they were offering up a lot of money for it  
  • In all the time you two have been together, waking up and falling asleep with each other every single night and day, you don’t know about his secret job and he doesn’t know about yours
  • Little does he know, you’re an assassin from an equally popular group and you’d just gotten a call from your own leader telling you someone was gonna pay a l o t of money to put a hit on Jungkook
  • Neither of you can really decline it without admitting the reason why
  • You’d both broken rule number one of “don’t fall in love” and it was a deadly rule to break
  • You decide it’s best just to leave him, to run, maybe change your hair, definitely change your name and just try to avoid having to assassinate your boyfriend bc not happening
  • Unfortunately, just as you’re packing up your weapons, he comes in to ask something about what movie you’d watch that night and then he just pauses
  • He doesn’t give any type of reaction and you’re just stood there frozen bc not only does he see a knife in your hand, he also sees you packing all of your things
  • He doesn’t make any move before he dives for his drawer (where he keeps his own weapons hidden)
  • You think he’s going for the phone on the nightstand so you immediately just have to grab him and try to hold him down while you’re frantically telling him you can explain
  • He manages to get the drawer open but then you look inside to see his stash of weapons and you’re just like uhm pardon excuse me??
  • You two have to sit down and admit that you’re both assassins and like you’re both lowkey upset the other kept such a huge secret but you also both understand why bc you did it too
  • He gets over it pretty quickly when he sees Namjoon calling him for a status report (kook had been stalling for an entire week and normally he had the job done within 24 hours so joon was h i g h l y suspicious) 
  • He just grabs the spare bag and starts packing bc we gotta go nOW
  • He doesn’t have enough time to actually say goodbye so he just calls Namjoon and gets him to put him on speaker so everyone can hear him explain he’s out
  • Much to lil maknae’s surprise, they all agree to help him and tell him they’ll meet him at the new city they’d call home with different names and hairstyles
  • It honestly warms his heart and he’s just so happy he doesn’t have to choose between you and them anymore and he agrees to send them updates
  • You all move into a different city ready to start a new life

Do you ever think of how happy Leslie must of been when Andy told her he was taking Women’s Studies and then her reaction when he told her he passed the class? Cause I do.

anonymous asked:

Imagine if Sam is the Tower's designated chef because he's the only one who knows how to make food that is both good and nutritious (honestly Steve you can't just boil everything). While everyone has been eating his cooking enthusiastically, he can't help but notice that Tony doesn't eat much if at all. He started being concerned about Tony and try to find something that Tony would enjoy eating. Somewhere along the way he realized why he cares so much about Tony.

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You Are What You Eat Part 1

Tony knew it was a bad thing to do.

Jarvis had always reprimanded him for feeding like this, but it wasn’t like there was a lot of love for Tony around. Feeding off the love for others was sometimes the only thing he could do, especially if Rhodey was not around.

So Tony had learned to compromise where he could.

He thought the whole ‘feeding off love’ thing was stupid enough, but given his childhood and general life, it only made things harder for him.

Sure, he could survive for a very long time without love, the furthest he had pushed it had been over half a year but they didn’t talk about that anymore, and so it wasn’t really necessary that he fed off Sam when Rhodey wasn’t around.

It was just, the guy had so much love to spare, for everyone. And now add in the fact that he was also romantically in love with Steve and/or Bucky, Tony was not one to judge, it just became really hard resisting it.

So he went to the team dinners, even though he didn’t really need to eat any real human food. It was just the easiest to get close to Sam and leech off whatever he had to spare. It wasn’t like he actually diminished Sam’s love, he just soaked it all up and put it to some good use.

And basking in that much love at dinner was certainly worth sitting through it and pretending to eat. Even if it got him some very concerned glances from Sam and Natasha.

Tony had tried to make it clear that he always snacked in the workshop, that he usually never was that hungry to begin with, but still. The glances continued.

And as far as Tony could tell it was a damn shame that he couldn’t really enjoy Sam’s cooking, because it looked and smelled amazing and going by the way the others wolfed it down it was also delicious.

The glances only continued when he darted away after dinner, filled up with love and getting tired, so he could ‘digest’ it all.

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fandomscenariosforyou  asked:

93. LuzToye??

Thank you for this wonderful request!! I happen to love this prompt for Luztoye, and it started to clear me of my inability to write :)


One aspect of Joe and George’s relationship that they’ve always prided themselves on is their ability to avoid major fights and blow ups. They bickered often, yes, but it was rare that their disagreements resulted in screaming matches and one of them sleeping on the couch. That’s Web and Lieb’s job.

Tonight, however, is different.

“I can’t believe you! You piece of shit!”

George laughs maliciously in Joe’s wholly enraged face, looking much too smug. Suddenly, Joe misses the goofy, albeit slightly annoying, George that he had just ate dinner with — until all went to hell.

“I fuckin’ told you this would happen, Toye. Pay up,” Luz sneers, holding his hand out in front of him, demanding the stack of paper bills to be presented immediately.

“This is fucked up. You’re fucked up,” Joe growls, but counts out the correct amount with heavy hands and a heavy heart. “I’m gonna have to mortgage everything; I’m gonna go bankrupt, dammit!”

“Oh, Joe. So trusting,” George scolds teasingly, lazily double-checking the amount of money handed to him. “I told you this would happen. You made a bad deal, my friend.”

“You’re disgusting,” Joe spits out, eyes fixated on the bills George flicks through. “Jesus Christ, it’s all there. I promise.”

“Two thousand dollars,” George hums happily, satisfied with the payment. “Hey, it’s your fault anyway.”

“We had an even trade,” Toye argues, crossing his arms and surveying the damage. “You’re just one lucky bastard.”

“Consider me blessed,” Luz winks, relaxing back into his chair. “So, d'ya want to keep playing? I know you’re almost bankrupt, but you’re one space away from passing go.”

“You missed my hotel on Marvin Gardens twice,” Joe deadpans, laying down the rest of his cards. “And I landed on your Boardwalk hotel the first time around. I’m done.”

George grins. “Then that’s the game! Another round of Monopoly won by the champion, George Luz!”

“Yeah, yeah. Rub it in,” Joe grumbles, standing up from the table and walking back to their bedroom, leaving the mess of the game board for his boyfriend to clean up.

“Aren’t ya gonna help me put this away?” George calls, merely getting a flip of the bird before Joe disappears into their room.

After George has put the game away, he finds Joe snuggled under the comforter in bed, half-heartedly paging through channels on their TV. Wordlessly, he undresses down to his boxers and slides into bed next to him, pressing himself close to Joe.

“Anything good on?” he asks, nuzzling his face into Toye’s shoulder. When he receives just an indifferent grunt and a lack of a strong arm wrapping around him, George sighs.

“Listen, I’m sorry for making Boardwalk a hotel and I’m sorry you landed on it. I know it was fucked up and that I’m a piece of shit.”

Joe snorts, but doesn’t acknowledge George farther.

“Just know that I love you with my fucked up, piece of shit heart.”

There’s a short stretch of silence before Joe turns his head to look at his boyfriend, genuinely sorry puppy dog eyes gazing up at him.

“How can you always beat me in that game?”

George grins. “It’s a gift. I also have the gift of giving great apologies,” he teases, a hand snaking lower under the covers.

“Georgie, it’s one AM. We’ve been playing Monopoly for two hours,” Joe remarks, switching off the TV, settling farther into the mattress. “I’m tired.”

“Fine. But only because tomorrow’s a Saturday, and I can wake you up with a proper apology.”

Eyes already closed, a deep chuckle rumbles through Joe’s chest. “Whatever you do, don’t make breakfast. The smoke alarm going off again is not an apology.”

“I’m offended, Joe. You should know my style by now.”

“Go to sleep, Georgie.”

“Only ‘cause I love you.”

The last thing George catches before he drifts off to sleep in Joe’s warm arms is his boyfriend’s mumbled response.

“Love you too, but you’re still a piece of shit.”