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Right in Front of Your Eyes - Part 2

Originally posted by thealextheshipper

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader
Warnings: Angst, Fluff, all the feelings
Summary: After your parents were murdered mysteriously, you move in with your godfather Tony Stark, along the way your normal life will be turned upside down, due to a Mr Parker and being hit by a bus. It will all make sense eventually.
A/N: Basically, you are Jessica Drew but with your name and a slight twist. BTW you’re British, you’re welcome 😉
Word Count: 1800+

Intro | Part 1 |

I hate hospitals. Well, not the idea of saving people’s lives, but mainly the smells and people. The smell of antiseptic, death and misery is not something you can get used to, not being able to move from the waist down sucks, even more, I cried two days straight after I found out. Thanks to that bus I’m now paralysed from the waist down, but according to the doctors, Tony made it just in time with the news that he may have a solution. By that I mean, secretly he’s been trying to replicate Peter’s Spider-Man abilities to form some type of serum, yes, I know Spider Man’s identity, I sort of put two and two together, makes me feel slightly giddy that Peter’s girlfriend only thinks he’s working with Tony for a grant, and that I know more about Peter than she ever has done; what a shock that will be. Peter has been at the hospital with me from the start, I don’t know why, he says that we should ‘bond’ and now that I can’t walk, he knows I won’t run away. It’s funny really, he apologised straight after saying that, but I was in hysterics. Anyway, back to the serum; Tony asked me if it was okay to inject me with it, I said yes straight away before he could even tell me side effects, or even what would happen. I mean what else can I lose? (I really shouldn’t jinx myself, I mean I’m a disabled orphan for Christ’s sake). So, plans were made, which brings us to now. Looking at the clock I have 10 minutes until my life is going to change – again – For better or for worst.

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Stop me if this has been done before.

Cor, in a baggy cream jumper and black sweat pants, recently showered but he hasn’t shaved because where’s he going to be going on a Sunday and when he has a whole season of Game of Throne to start working his way through. There’s way more important things for him to be doing anyway, like feeding the little madam who keeps pulling on his pants for his attention.
“I’m hungry.”
“I know sweetheart.” and once more he has to pull his pants up from the back because she’s incredibly insistent today in her Disney princess dress and spiderman socks.

Cor cooking breakfast at 7am in the morning, and already starting to prep for dinner that night.
Cor looking after the three year old at his side as this is the only day he gets to spend with her.
Cor in baggy clothes because even though he likes his suits he does appreciate being able to dress down while he’s at home. Something he doesn’t mind if the threaded ends start to come out or the little one throws food over it.

Cor being domestic is a sight that cannot be unseen.

I don’t know if this was asked before but the boys accidentally walking in on their s/o in the middle changing, thank you for your hard work

A portion of this has been done already but I’ll continue off of that!

Rantarou Amami

  • The minute he sets foot in the door, he’s a stuttering mess.
  • Usually, he’s calm but…
  • You’ve never seen him this panicked.
  • He hangs his head, apologises and offers to guard the door.
  • You laugh, that’s one of the cutest things he’s ever offered to do.
  • The minute he leaves, you can hear him call out to you.
  • “Just a tip, jeans would definitely work better with that shirt.”

Shuuichi Saihara

  • You thought Amami was flustered?
  • This kid nearly chokes.
  • He just stares for a second, he’s paralysed.
  • Then he turns around and runs out of the room.
  • Dammit, Saihara, you left the door open.
  • That day, you learnt that the saying ‘their face was glowing’ was no exaggeration.

Kaito Momota

  • He’s polite but…
  • He really can’t help staring until he leaves.
  • He secretly thinks that this is such a score.
  • But he doesn’t want to embarrass you with compliments, so he just leaves.
  • He has quite a hard time erasing this image.


  • He overheats.
  • He’s in danger of crashing.
  • He just swiftly leaves so he can crash in peace.
  • After you’ve finished changing, you go to check on him.
  • Looks like he’s just woken up.
  • He glances at you.
  • Oh, looks like he’s crashed again…
  • He might need a repair…

Gonta Gokuhara

  • He turns around straight away.
  • This is not what a gentleman should be doing!
  • He’s so embarrassed.
  • He just turns around and leaves.
  • He’s quiet for quite a long time and doesn’t speak until you tell him it wasn’t his fault.
  • Then he breaks down and apologises for looking.
  • You forgive him and he feels a little bit better.

Ryouma Hoshi

  • He just stands there for a second then pulls his beanie down so it covers his view.
  • He just turns around and leaves.
  • Afterwards, you apologise that he had to see that.
  • “It’s not the first time I’ve seen something… like that.”
  • After that one comment, the subject is never brought up again.
  • Ever.

buffycuddlespigs  asked:

Saphael: Soulmate AU?

Fudged the ages a little shush…Also my headcanon is that Raphael is ace/aro…I’ve never written a character like that before so I apologise if I done gone and fucked up. Feel free to educate me or tell me where I went wrong.

Soulmate AU Idea

Raphael’s clock has always been frozen at eighteen years, two months, four days and twenty three hours exactly. Whilst everybody else’s ticks away the time until they meet their soulmate around him, Raphael’s has always remained stubbornly, eighteen years, two months, four days and twenty three hours. At first Raphael presumes his soulmate is a good deal younger than him and then later, as the years fold into himself he starts to wonder if they aren’t already dead.

When he’s turned into one of the night children, Raphael realises it’s because he’s a monster and no monster can have a soulmate.

He puts it aside, the notion of a soulmate, like an old children’s toy he’s outgrown. He throws himself into the clan and all the work that comes with it, surviving the centuries requires more than just a little blood. There are accounts and artefacts and bank balances on top of stock investments to manage and it often puts him at odds with Camille who plays a mean game politically but has no head for numbers. Camille prefers to spend the money on her hedonistic lifestyle. Raphael would prefer it stay where he put it in case of a rainy day. They don’t often see eye to eye, making compromises more often than not.

Between them they keep the Dumort clan afloat and strong as the years tick by and Raphael doesn’t give the clock another look. In fact he puts it from his mind and carefully develops a habit of not even glancing at it, not even while he’s changing. His gaze simply slips over it, unseeing. It doesn’t stop the tightness in his throat but he figures time can cure that and as an immortal that’s all he has.

The millennium rolls in with minimal fuss until Raphael glances at the digital clock printed on the underside of his forearm. Thick black lines are obscured by the droplets of his recent shower and it takes him a moment before he realises what draws his eye.

16: 06: 04: 08.

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anonymous asked:

Why do you think Sherlock did that thing in the train car, where he pretended he didn't know how to fix the bomb to freak John out? Since I believe Moftiss are trying to steer Sherlock away from the "sociopath" characterization, so this seems very OOC. And just plain mean. And he was laughing at John and honestly it makes me mad at Sherlock :( Why would he do that :(

Oh, Nonny!! Don’t be sad at all!! It’s not as awful as you think it is (well… not in terms of his sociopathy anyway…). I talked about this scene, actually, in this post here… it’s one of my favourite Sherlock scenes, only because it’s such an emotional moment for Sherlock! I’m gonna summarize that bit, update it with some of the ideas I have floating around in my head now. Forgive for a bit of copy-paste… I had some good thoughts in that original post, heh.

This scene is actually one of my favourites from Season 3, despite me initially HATING it. Because, like you, I felt it just totally ruined all the character development that had been progressing over the course of the episode. On the surface, it felt like one giant “fuck you” to everyone who thought Sherlock was being sincere.

Except, like everything in this show, we have to go deeper to understand what’s really going on. 

It has been suggested that Sherlock is having an entirely different conversation with John here, and it is this theory that had opened my eyes and see this scene in a whole new light. Despite the fact Sherlock had shut off the bomb seconds before, I think the emotion he expresses is true and raw; Sherlock is genuinely frustrated because he doesn’t know HOW to fix things with John. He has finally understood the gravity of what he has done to John, and is terrified that John won’t forgive him. In the above exchange, Sherlock is not apologising for the bomb here, but for abandoning John. He doesn’t know how to make John forgive him – Sherlock’s admitting to not knowing what to do on an emotional level and allowing John to see that he’s not just a machine.

SHERLOCK (softly): I’m sorry.
(John screws his eyes closed for a moment, then looks at him again.)
JOHN: What?
SHERLOCK (softly, his eyes starting to fill with tears): I can’t … I can’t do it, John. I don’t know how. (He straightens up on his knees.)
SHERLOCK: Forgive me? [x]

In a beautiful parallel to ASiB, Sherlock twice begs for John’s forgiveness. This scene is Sherlock growing as a character; he wants John to teach him how to be forgiven, how to do what’s right. Sherlock can’t figure out what he needs to do and doesn’t know what else to do; he doesn’t know how to correct the huge mistake of making John watch him die and lie to him for 2 years. Sherlock is terrified about losing the one important person in his life. He is stressed, flustered and frustrated; by the time this scene happens, Sherlock’s emotions are in overdrive. He’s spent the entire episode wanting John back, trying to make things right, wanting to hear the words he so badly needs to hear (”I forgive you”) because everything he has done, it was all for John and he, perhaps a bit selfishly, needs to feel like it wasn’t all for nothing, that John will still be his friend despite everything.

This has, as I mentioned above, become one of my favourite scenes simply for the fact that both John and Sherlock are emotionally stripped raw and bare here and neither is hiding it from the other. Sherlock shows his underlying fear that John will never ever forgive him, and John shows his fear in caring for Sherlock far too much – AND THEY BOTH SEE EACH OTHER DO IT, something that they just never do. They’re that much closer to finally talking (only to pull back completely because they’re idiots). It’s a small step forward from even their moment in THoB when Sherlock was afraid but didn’t want to talk about it.

The entire conversation that follows in regards to John bearing his soul is rather beautiful, actually (and is explained here much better than I could have written) and speaks volumes about how much Sherlock honestly didn’t know about John’s unconditional love for him. Sherlock is genuinely shocked. He can’t believe John’s capacity for forgiveness of Sherlock’s transgressions. The laugh that follows is Sherlock being incredulous about John forgiving him. He is elated that they can still be the two of them against the rest of the world. John’s approval does wondrous things to Sherlock’s psyche (and unfortunately his disapproval does the opposite… but I digress).

Since I think it’s the final exchange between them that everyone seems to struggle with, I should like to point out that John and Sherlock often use dark humour to diffuse situations so that they don’t have to talk about their feelings because they’re idiots; it’s just what they do. Though Sherlock uses a joking tone when he says, “Oh, those things you said – such sweet things! I-I never knew you cared!” (which I think nicely parallels John’s “people will talk” joke at the pool), I think Sherlock truly meant those words – he DIDN’T know that John cared so much about him. And I believe John actually did read between the lines here; “You utter cock!!” is said with a smile by John, Sherlock shares a shy smile in return, and John shakes his head fondly at Sherlock with a smirk.

Tension diffused, back to status quo.

I’m sad that the original meta I initially read to feel better about this scene has been removed (and for some reason I didn’t reblog it to my own blog, urg), but I hope that my summation of how I view it has helped you out a bit, Nonny. 

Don’t be mad at Sherlock; he’s just a tiny smoll thing who’s kind of shitty at social norms and loves John far too much. There was forgiveness granted that night, though it’s going to take the rest of the season for Sherlock to rebuild John’s trust in him. He’s going to try his hardest, and it won’t be until TAB that he realizes that John will always forgive him and that they will always be better as a team.

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Olicity: But Wine is Sweeter Than Poison

imacrispian said: Euuuh hiw fucking rude of you ??!? You can’t fo this, you can’t stop a fic like that and live me hanging. Tell me he run to that door and apologised and made love to her and put the ring bavk on !! Okkk I have a serious heart condition. Ahaha more:)


Anonymous said: could you write a part 2 to the regret is bitter wine? Maybe what oliver does to win felicity back or something like that?

Anonymous said: Regret is bitter than Wine destroyed my life😭😭😭 please do a sequel???

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He isn’t there when she wakes up. Disappointment doesn’t cover it. This is soul-destroying.

Her ring is still on the coffee table where she left it, where she left him, but he is gone and didn’t even hear him leave. That’s not the surprising part, of course. He can be stealthy when he needs to, but she was so sure he’d stay. So sure he’d fight for them.

He hasn’t.

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i get so emotional about that moment when john realises sherlock Doesn’t Know. sherlock genuinely doesn’t know that he’s john’s best friend. sherlock doesn’t understand that he’s been john’s most cherished person for years, alive, dead and undead. there’s just these couple of seconds of dumbfounded looseness on his face because it’s such a huge oversight, it’s unbelievable that he’s let sherlock spend any amount of time not knowing exactly how much he means, it’s this huge failing, so when he speaks to sherlock again he’s gentle and kind and soft and soothing because all he’s been before that is loud and brash and uncomfortable and accusatory and he won’t apologise for those things, he was well within his rights, but that kind of behaviour has left sherlock believing that whatever they’ve had has died in the struggle and that’s not the case, could never be, there’s not a thing sherlock could do that would push him out of place. john should know. sherlock’s already done the worst thing imaginable, he’s already died, and here they are, john watson and his best friend sherlock holmes, immutable.

Imagine: you and Liam get into an argument, causing you to get upset so he has to apologise.

NOTE: it was requested for this to have quite a lot of fluff and I don’t think I have ever really done anything like it before, so apologies if it is terrible.

“It was stupid and irresponsible!”

“I was only trying to help!”

“More like get yourself killed!”

“That was not my intention!”

You and Liam had been arguing back and forth like this for what felt like hours. Why? Because you started talking to Theo. Now, this wasn’t some jealous boyfriend thing where Liam was just getting jealous of you talking to a hot guy.


This was a whole other thing.

All Stiles and Liam ever went on about was how they didn’t trust Theo. To make their lives easier, you thought you would talk to Theo and ask him some basic questions that only Theo would know. After all, the pair of you did make mud pies together when you were kids, meaning that you and Theo had secrets that no one but each other. It should be easy to suss out whether he was the real deal, right?

Wrong. According to Liam, anyway.

He pointed out (several times, in fact) that “fake Theo” - as Liam liked to call him - could have worked out what you were trying to do and kill you there and then.

“It was stupid!” Liam continued, “He could have killed you. And then what, hm?”

You hated it when Liam got like this; it did him no favours in controlling the shift at all. “Yeah, bu–”

“Don’t start on the ‘what if he is the real Theo’ crap!” Liam ranted, “Something is not right with that guy and you know it! You could have been walking straight into his trap… In fact, I bet he wants you on his side because he knows you’re stupid enough to trust him and–”

Liam stopped in mid sentence and immediately shut up when he realised you were crying; you barely even noticed that you had begun to cry.

Liam sighed, “Baby…” He said almost sweetly as he sat beside you, taking your hand. Previously he had been pacing back and forth yelling. “I’m sorry, okay? Of course you’re not stupid, it’s just… I don’t trust that guy and I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I was only trying to help…” You muttered.

“I know, I know.” He said as he kissed your forehead, “I just can’t bare to lose you. I haven’t loved a girl as much as I love you before–”

“Love?” You repeat, looking straight at him.

“Yes, love.” Liam said confidently, “I love you, (Y/N). It’s like… You’re different from other girls. I mean, you’re so beautiful and it feels like I will never get tired of looking at you. You’re full of life and always seem to walk with this little skip in your step and when you do, any problems I have seem to go away for a while. I love you. And, I am so lucky to love you.”

You smiled and wiped your eyes with a small nod, “I love you too.”

“Really?” Liam grinned, “Okay–”

“Okay.” You quickly add, grinning as you notice Liam’s look of confusion. “I just really wanted to quote The Fault In Our Stars.”