Can we all just take a moment and realize what life would of actually been like if Connor didn't kill himself? I mean Connor was the only one to sign Evans cast and he even said "let's pretend we both have friends" he knows that Evan isn't a very social person and can't make a lot of friends either so Connor would most likely go back to Evan from time to time. Evan would feel a little awkward at first but would probably start to confide in Connor, thinking of him as a support system and the only one there for him and Connor would think the same about Evan. After time I bet they would become best friends and probably be bullied by everyone. They would go through times where they feel like they should just go away and not live anymore but they would never do it without telling the other first because they know that the other is going through the same thing and that they will know how to help. Soon they would start dating. They would secretly think of themselves as the perfect pair while everyone just looked at them and say "those freaks are meant for each other!" But they know why they are the perfect pair. It's because they can trust one another and can be there for one another and they know that if one of them decides that they want to leave and forget all the pain in their lives the other one would never be the same. They will both stay strong for each other. For forever.
Headcanon. I don’t even know how this appeared in my head, it just did. JK is a friend of Jimin’s brother and is terrible at math. Jimin helps him with math and he keeps being a lil shit until Jimin stops studying with him… It’s nothing much, but maybe someone will like it. :)
• „Okay now, do this equation – number five on the second page,” Jimin
quickly runs his eyes over the textbook in front of him and waits for Jungkook
to scribble down the numbers.
• Jungkook’s not moving in a slight way and
glares at Jimin. “There’s no need. I won’t do any more exercises.”
• Jimin sighs. For almost two hours he
tried to go over the math with Jungkook, and for almost two hours Jungkook
tortured him the same way as he always does when they study alone. He was
supposed to help both his little brother Jihyun and Jungkook, his brother’s
best friend. But once again, Jihyun went on a date with his new girlfriend and
left him all alone with this little punk. It was true that Jihyun didn’t need
Jimin’s help as much as Jungkook – he was passing all his tests and improved
significantly ever since Jimin took his time to help him with everything.
Still, Jimin wished he was here, because in his presence Jungkook behaves more
like a person than just an ass.
• Jimin stares right back at Jungkook,
trying to control his irritation. Jungkook was just two years younger than
Jimin, celebrating his sixteen birthday month ago, yet Jimin would swear he’s
thirteen, tops. “I don’t care, Jungkook. But did you at least understand what
we practiced today?”
• Jungkook’s lips curls in a grimace and he groans. “No. No,
because I hate fuckin’ math. And I hate you.” Jimin just rolled his eyes, same
old song. “I don’t understand how Jihyun can live with you in one house! How
can he even like you! You’re so annoying,” he huffs.
• Jimin is still watching him, now little disappointed,
because really? Nothing fresh to use to insult him? He heard this one – about his
brother and living under one roof – many times before.
• “It’s a good idea, Jimin,” his mother
said. “You will help Jihyun and Jungkook can learn, too! He’s such a sweet boy.”
Sweet boy his ass. Jungkook acted like sweet little angel every time he visited
their house with Jihyun. Jimin’s parents loved him. Hell, even Jimin loved him
at first those years ago when he met him for the first time. Jungkook was just
cute. And he still is, with his big chocolate eyes, messy brown hair and
smiling expression, even without actual smile. Unbelievable, how deceiving looks
• “Well maybe you wouldn’t have to spend so
much time with me, if you’d check those goddamn exercises for once. But you’re
still on a level of first grader, so sorry for trying to help you.”
• Jungkook flashes his eyes over Jimin’s
face, almost like he was trying to stab him with bare sight. “I don’t need your
• Jimin shrugs, fed up with Jungkook’s
attitude, and starts packing all the things. “Okay,” he says, for the millionth
time in past weeks. The thing with Jungkook was that even when he was acting
like little shit, his mom always paid Jimin more than enough for finding the
time to tutor him, even when he helped both his brother and Jungkook at the
same time. For just two hours it was nice amount of money.
• “This time I’m serious Jimin. You’re not
helping me at the slightest, I don’t like you and I will find someone else!”
With curious look, Jungkook waits for Jimin to react.
• “Okay,” Jimin shrugs once again before
finishing packing up, says bye to Jungkook and leaves his room.
• After the door closes, Jungkook throws
himself onto his bed and punches his pillow repeatedly in frustration which is
not caused by math or Jimin’s tutoring.
• “So how was it yesterday?” Jihyun asks
Jungkook, waiting for first class of the day to start. It’s math and they’re
gonna have an exam.
• “Useless. He’s a terrible tutor and he’s
so annoying. How can you stand him, being your brother?” Jungkook huffs.
• “Watch your mouth you prick,” Jihyun
never understood where this antipathy for Jimin is coming from. His brother was
the sweetest person to Jihyun, always helped him; was smart, funny and overall
perfect. And when he explains all of the math equations to him, it really helps
– that, however, doesn’t seem to be Jungkook’s case. But even though he
badmouths Jimin, he never, even once, tried to find someone else to help him
• “I don’t want him as my tutor anymore. As much as I like you, I can’t
stand your brother,” Jungkook continues and Jihyun rolls his eyes.
• “Okay, Kook. If you fail even this test,
I will tell Jimin to not help you anymore. He has better things to do with his
free time anyway, you know.”
• “Good.” Jungkook bites inside of his
cheeks, frowning at his hands.
Jungkook fails the exam, achieving five points out of thirty.
• Jihyun tells Jimin that there’s no longer
need for him to help Jungkook with math, as it seems that he’s really not
helping and Jungkook will find someone else. Jimin is slightly saddened – he
liked the money he received for tutoring him. For a short while he can’t help
but wonder if Jungkook really hates him that much – after all, Jimin never did
anything bad to him.
• Jungkook gets in huge fight with his
parents when they find out about his latest grade. Immediately, they find new
tutor, young college student.
• Poor guy runs out of Jungkook’s room not
even half an hour after he started to tutor him. Jungkook did his best to scare
him off. He managed to do the same with next one, pretending he’s possessed by
some supernatural force.
• He never really thought Jimin will stop
tutoring him. There’s no way he will let anyone else to sit with him like that
and explain all of those things to him, except Jimin. He wants him back (he
didn’t want to get rid of him in first place, but it’s not like he would ever
admit it to his parents or Jihyun.)
• Jimin receives a phone call from Jungkook,
who politely asks him to come and help him once again, because, allegedly, “This
hella guy just stopped coming.”
• Jimin doesn’t even know why, but he
decides that okay, he will help his brother’s friend once again – after all, it
was the first time for Jungkook to ask for his help.
• When he walks in Jungkook’s bedroom he
finds him sitting on the bed, surrounded by few cans of beer and packs of salty
• “What’s that?”
• Jungkook gives him uncertain look and
jerks his chin towards the small empty space on his bed. “I thought I will…
apologize today. Sorry, Jimin, I lied. I like it when you study with me.”
• Jimin’s not sure what to think about it,
but he carefully sits next to Jungkook and takes a beer that Jungkook hands
him. “How did you even get these?” Jimin asks and Jungkook just grins. “That’s
a secret. Cheers.”
• So they sit on the bed, eat some junk and
drink “secret” beer while chatting about silly things. Jungkook finishes his
second can of the beverage just as Jimin’s telling him a story about their
homeroom teacher, when he can’t help himself but kiss the older guy. Jimin just
looked so… kissable at that moment, with smiling eyes, hands clutched around
the can, lips wet with the beer he sipped just seconds ago.
• Jungkook’s not moving his hands at first,
but then he remembers what to do and let them tangle in Jimin’s hair. His heart
stops for a second when Jimin’s lips finally move against his. It doesn’t take
long for Jimin to push Jungkook off.
• He’s in shock. What was that? Did he like
the way Jungkook kissed him? What the fuck? Was this all Jungkook’s plan all
• “What the fuck Jungkook?” Jimin jumps off
the bed with shocked expression and Jungkook notices the glimpse of hurt in his
eyes. “Do you hate me so much you planned this as a way to… humiliate me?!”
With back of his hand he wipes the saliva off his mouth.
• Jungkook feels panicked. Yes, he sort of
planned this, but not to humiliate Jimin! He had no idea he will kiss him, all
he wanted was for Jimin to tutor him again and for himself to stop being an ass
• “N-no! No, Jimin! I’m sorry if—“
• Jimin grabs his bag and shakes his head
in disbelief. “You even tried to get me drunk, is that so? I can’t believe I thought
for a second you’re serious about being sorry. Oh my.” Jimin turns on his heel
and runs through the door. He doesn’t hear Jungkook calling for him, neither
the thump of Jungkook, falling into his pillow as he did so many times before.
• Honestly, Jimin’s not sure what pisses
him off more. The way he felt so comfortable with that brat after all those
things he said to him in past, the naivety of his when he took the beer
Jungkook gave him or just the fact that he fucking answered the kiss and almost
made out with his little bro’s shitty friend (and liked the feeling of his
lips on his own).
• Never before someone disrespected him this
much. Jimin stormed into his house, ran up the stairs and slammed the door
behind him. What the fuck. What the fuck… Did Jihyun say something to Jungkook?
It was not even a year ago that Jimin came out to his family as homosexual. He
thought nobody else knows – but now… No, Jihyun would never do it.
• The next day Jimin sits in his room,
reading, when he hears some voices outside his door. He tries to run towards
the door and lock it when he realizes that one of them is Jungkook, but it’s
too late and Jungkook suddenly burst through the door, closing them behind him.
• “Jimin – just hear me out please.”
• Jimin takes small steps backwards, just
to be as far from Jungkook as possible. “Get out. Get out of this room. You
really don’t have any boundaries, do you?”
• Jungkook almost looks like he’s about to
cry. His hands are gripping bunch of papers and notepads and he take a small
step towards Jimin.
• “Get. Out!”
• “Please Jimin, I’m so sorry about
yesterday, but it wasn’t like that at all! I really just wanted to apologize
and ask you to tutor me again!” He nervously shifts on his feet.
• Jimin barks. “Really, that’s why your
mouth was all over mine, right? As a peace offering!”
• Jungkook looks hurt now, big eyes staring
at Jimin. “No. I just- okay. Okay. I just wanted to kiss you. I wasn’t thinking
about it – only thought I had was how pretty you are,” Jimin laughs again, but
Jungkook continues. “That is… that is why I couldn’t stand you studying with
me. I think you’re too pretty and I – I don’t know why, but I think I like you.”
• Jimin glares at him, judgingly. “Nice
try, you prick. Please, leave now…”
• “No. No, I didn’t tell anybody, but I’m
not that bad with math,” claims Jungkook hurriedly. “I was just… trying to… I’m
not good at this, it’s awkward!”
god Jungkook, just…” Jimin’s about to say something, but Jungkook shoves all of
those papers and notebooks in his face. “Look!” he says. “These are all those exercises
I was practicing for last month. Just – look over them, I’m not lying!”
raised eyebrow, Jimin flips through few pages and his eyes jump over scribbled
notes in corners of the pages like: “Jimin said A = 1,5! Remember this!!!” or “Solve
this like Jimin – his way is better!”
Jungkook’s not lying; dozens of pages are all filled with equations, numbers and
notes. Jimin looks at him, confused. “What—“
Jimin. I don’t know why but I just… I guess I like you. Like I know it’s weird.
You’re Jihyun’s older bro, but – trust me – in no way I meant to disrespect you
yesterday!” Jungkook watches his shoes and slowly turns towards the door. “That’s
all – I’m sorry – I get why you don’t like me…”
thinks for a second, then walks over to Jungkook and grabs his hand. Younger
male looks at him, surprised.
a really stupid kid, you know?” Jimin stares at him but there’s no anger in his
face. “You can’t act like this if you want someone to like you.”
Jungkook doesn’t know what else to do, so he just nods.
will start to tutor you again,” says Jimin and Jungkook smiles.
we could maybe work on your behavior towards your crush, don’t you think?”
Jimin gently grabs Jungkook’s other hand too, smiling nervously.
• On his
following exam (month later) Jungkook achieves a “C” with ease. Jihyun facepalms over his
excited rambling and watches him, as Jungkook types a text to Jimin.
this all really necessary? If you liked my brother, you could’ve just told me
earlier…” he whines. Jungkook just punches his arm as he grins over his phone,
now reading a response from Jimin. “I’m proud of you, brat ♥”
*whispers* someone write a fic where Derek saves Stiles from a fire even though it’s terrifying for him to do because it reminds him of his family and then Stiles is all surprised and awed by it and Derek realizes that Stiles the secret love of his life almost died and then KISSING
I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare. (…) I hate the way you’re always right, I hate it when you lie, I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you’re not around and the fact that you didn’t call but mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you, not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
*don’t mind me, I am just trying to convincemyself of that*
Wow gosh this feels so… weird? I mean I have been around for like two weeks now, writing a couple stories *cough* angsty *cough* and with love triangles *cough* and that too felt a little weird. For a few days I would just try to find my way around my keyboard again, trying to gain the same ease I had with it in the past. I am close, but still not entire familiar.However, this- getting to actually post something, gosh it feels so…. weird? I don’t know, it feels like I’ve been gone for centuries man! And it was only a few months!
Now my exams’ results came out yesterday- yes just yterday!- and I don’t know if I should be happy or not. I guess we will know by the end of this summer when it will be announced what university we’ll get to be in. But until then I am not going to thinkabout it. I will focus on my stories and what I love doing, so just let me torture you a little bit more this summer- I have a lot of build up stress and pain that I will just let off through my stories!
Alright, so lemme give you a masterlist of what I have already uploaded (which by the way needs updating too!) because there are so many new ones coming!:
Links for every story and imagine I wrote but tumblr obviously let me have only a certain amount of links. So I’ve split it up:
<b><p></b> <b><b></b> Historically Accurate Angelica<b>: *was married before she even met Hamilton and loved him like a little brother*<p/><b><b></b> Historically Accurate Alexander and Laurens<b>: *wrote to each other very much like lovers. not to mention a majority of their letters were burnt or written over*<p/><b><b></b> Lin Manuel Miranda<b>: ... I'll just write it as if Angelica was in love with Hamilton! And the only Lams I'll put in is intense staring and one line.<p/></p><p/></p>
The whole team is getting together right after the whole ''Keith almost killed himself for the team incident'' to talk to Lotor about junk. Matt goes to tell everyone about the incident but Keith stops him and somehow successfully throws him into his old room.
Keith, what the hell-
Ok, Keith i can tell what this is about
I said SHHH!
You want me not to tell anyone, I get it but this is fu-
OK OK I'm listening
You're not going to tell a soul about what happened. Not a SOUL.
Not even Katie? Shiro? Lance?
Especially not Lance.
Or what? Gonna hurt me with your little blade thing? Doubt it, you have nothing on me-
*Pulls out a flash-drive out of pocket* The Power of Blackmail
HOW IN THE WORLD DO YOU HAVE THAT?
You tell anyone and I show this to everyone
Mimi, did you read the news about our boys recording for 22+ hours straight and sleeping for like only 2 hours? This is not ok. Their faces also look skinnier lately, I think. I'm so worried for them... I wish they could rest a little bit more.
Yes they recorded for 23 hours, ARMY were standing the whole time given no time to rest (not even allowed to leave for the restroom) but they screamed so hard and sang along to EVERY song. BTS sang/danced each song +/- twice so they must be more than tired now knowing they have a festival tomorrow to attend and perform in. *sigh* the downside of a comeback are those crazy packed schedules. IM-
I just want this to let people appreciate BTS and K-ARMYs hard work more. Behind every perfect, amazing performance uploaded to YouTube there are loads of hardships.
ok but side note can we not use words like “threw herself on him” or god forbid slut for dot like ??? she got a little boozed up and got carried away; magnus stopped her and she respected that. you all rly do the most when it comes to woc lmao.
Mark: Johnnyyy, help! I think I’ll end up forgetting my english completely!!!
Johnny: There’s no way that’s gonna happen Mark, it’s your mother tongue!
Mark: Yeah, but
rumors around the world are saying that Mark is absolutely fully capable…but they’re not saying of what..!!! I might be
absolutely fully capable of forgetting one of my two mother tongues! I might be a special case!
Johnny: *stares at him without saying anything for a few seconds*
Johnny: Yeah man, you’re definitely a special case but I’m not saying what kind of a special case you are…
what I mean:
GOD IF EVAN HANSEN AND CONNOR MURPHY ACTUALLY WOULD'VE PROPERLY CROSSED PATHS EARLIER OR EVEN THAT ONE SCENE WHERE CONNOR READS EVAN'S LETTER WOULD'VE GONE DIFFERENTLY; THEY COULD'VE ACTUALLY BEEN FRIENDS AND A LITTLE LESS ALONE, THEY BOTH NEEDED SOMEONE AND THEY CAME SO CLOSE BUT THEY NEVER QUITE FOUND EACH OTHER EVEN THO THEY WERE. BOTH. RIGHT. THERE.
Your style of writing is so lovely and addicting to read! It would be amazing if we could see more of selkie!Viktor (upbeat and chatty Viktor with a tragic past is my one weakness)
aww thank you! i don’t really have the energy to write something extensive at the moment but this is what i’ve got (this would be an au where viktor is the selkie and yuuri is the human haha)
It has been a month since he found Viktor on the beach. Well, ‘found’ isn’t quite the right word for it, as Viktor had come up to him completely naked and started asking him questions about whether or not he could show him around. Yuuri had assumed the man was lost, but he had ended up taking him around the beachfront portions of Hasetsu. And getting him a towel to avoid getting arrested for public indecency.
It has been a month and it feels like Viktor has always been here, clad in a green yukata that barely clings to his shoulders sometimes and scarfing down bowl after bowl of katsudon and helping out around Yu-Topia wherever he could. Yuuri is more than painfully aware of the repercussions of getting too attached, since for all intents and purposes this man is a stranger, and Yuuri has no business wishing he’d stay forever when clearly this must be a temporary visit from this extraordinary person. Because there’s simply nothing ordinary in the way Viktor walks like he’s floating, in the beautifully foreign cadence of his voice, in the brightness of his eyes and hair. Yuuri had been enchanted from the start – he wouldn’t have invited anyone wandering lost around his hometown to stay with him at his family’s inn, after all.
Yuuri knows their time must be limited. This mysterious man – Viktor – is surely too good to be true. Every day Yuuri strains to hear the sounds of him in the empty banquet room next to his own, hoping to ascertain that the man had not vanished in the night. Every day he finds those worries proven false, though it doesn’t stop him from thinking it, either. Viktor must surely be getting bored of this dying little town and its little ninja castle, of the tiny shops that only run in a language that stumbles around in his mouth and close too early. He’ll leave, and Yuuri will have to return to reality, to the very difficult decisions about his skating career. But while Viktor is here, Yuuri can pretend that caring for his guest is the first priority.
“I have never seen you skate,” says Viktor this morning, just after breakfast. His eyes are bright and there’s a smudge of natto in the corner of his mouth. Yuuri wants to taste it more than his own food. “Will you show me?”
Yuuri shrugs, his gaze dropping to his own breakfast. “I’m not that good,” he says.
“There are pictures of you skating everywhere, and trophies. Someone must think you are good,” Viktor points out. Yuuri feels his ears burning.
“I came in sixth at the Grand Prix Final,” he says.
Viktor rests his chin on his hands, surveys Yuuri with that scrutinising blue gaze. “Minako-san says that makes you the sixth best skater in the world,” he points out.
Yuuri sighs. “Later,” he promises, and begins to drink his tea to stave off further conversation. Viktor’s smile is bright, heart-shaped. Yuuri paints it into his memory and frames it in gold.
Do you like to think Even has siblings? Do you think they get along well with Even and Isak?
you wanna know my biggest secret wishful hc is??? i want even to have twin younger siblings so badly
just one girl, one boy
and i absolutely think the boy loves isak, because isak still presents himself as this really cool, suave guy, and he probably looks up to isak and starts wearing snapbacks because of him and isak has to be really careful he doesn’t introduce him to any dirty versions of his favorite rap songs and “don’t listen to your brother, liking pop does not make you cool” and they spend a lot of time together gaming and they always challenge even to super smash bros and always end up teaming up against him and they always win and even knows they’re gonna do that every time but it’s so much fun to watch him and isak laugh at his hopelessness with nintendo games and then they’ll both make fun of even’s love of classic films and his little brother gets really excited to watch adam sandler movies with isak which even has to sit through because it’s the law, and if he made isak sit through casablanca, he can get through an hour and a half of big daddy with his boyfriend and his brother
and the girl, i think the girl is more wary of isak at first, because even is her big brother, you know, and it took her a while to warm up to sonja altogether and now suddenly there’s a boyfriend, and even is spending so much time with him and taking time away from her, and her and isak don’t really have that much in common to begin with, so at first isak has no idea what to do with her or how to win her over, so isak mostly spends time kinda squirming around her and watching her glare at him from the other end of the couch, AND HONESTLY ??? things don’t look up and for a while isak’s like “EVEN YOUR SISTER HATES ME WHAT DO I DO” and even’s just like “give her time” but then finally there comes a moment where something shifts, and it’s a moment where even’s little sister wants to go bowling with them, but even’s trying to kindly explain to her that only his friends are going bowling, and he can’t look after her while they bowl so it wouldn’t be fair, and this little girl just wants to spend time with even again so isak offers even to look after her at the bowling alley. and even gives him a ‘wtf magnus is gonna kill you’ look, but isak convinces him, and then suddenly they’re all bowling together and magnus is actually a saint with kids, this one in particular, and suddenly there’re the boys bowling with even’s little sister (and letting her win and pretending to suck even with the bumpers up) and then even’s little sister realizes isak isn’t taking her big brother away from her deliberately, and that maybe they can love him very much together, and isak is suddenly okay in her eyes and suddenly it’s like she has two big brothers
and i’m just emotional thinking about even with younger siblings ok
He had it locked on target, ready to shoot, when he was hit with the most alluring scent. It clouded his mind, shrouded him in content and he lowered his rifle, looking for where it was coming from.
Two kids were running in his direction; one was probably about 13, maybe 14, the other closer to 18. It was the 18 year old that the scent was coming from. Covered in dirt, filth, and sweat, his floppy hair matted together with mud and probably blood, Jensen could still smell omega wafting off him, even from this far away.
That is definitely not a good sign. He did not need to be lusting after a kid.
While he was distracted by the boy, he was hit in the back and sent to the ground by a pteranodon. He thanked whoever was watching him from up in the sky that it wasn’t the one with the pointy beak, because he’d be dead already. His rifle was knocked out of his hands when he was hit, so he had nothing but his bare hands to keep the hybrid from biting him. It’s wasn’t convenient, but it was the best he could do.
The stupid kid’s scent threw off his game and he wanted it back, dammit.
Then the animal was hit off him with his own rifle, and then shot three times by Sam Ferris. She helped him up and handed him his gun with a muttered, “We have to find my boys.” He nodded, silent. She wasn’t one to take any kind of gratitude.
“Boys!” she yelled back, running past Jensen toward the scent that fucked with his head in the first place. He closed his eyes, willing it to go away. He did not want to be scent compatible with Samantha Ferris’ nephew. She would literally chew him up and spit him out. They’d been at each other’s throats all day; she practically led him through the island trying to find the boys, and she’d previously only ran the park. She had absolutely no field work with dinosaurs or anything, and yet she completely had him in her palm.
His only consolation was the fact that she was an alpha; older only by 10 years, but she was a wiser alpha than Jensen. If the way she killed the hybrid told him anything, it was that she could kick his ass to hell and back.
He made his way to Sam and the two boys slowly. He didn’t actually want to be near them longer than he had to because the scent was going to kill him. But he had to make sure they got away safely.
“C’mon,” he said, slipping his thumbs into his belt and trying to assert himself to make them listen. “We gotta get inside, now.”
“Alright, boys, let’s follow Jensen,” Sam said, pulling them with her behind Jensen.
He’d managed to study the kids long enough to assess the situation. The 18 year old was an omega, but he was shrouding himself in suppressants, either to hide his status, or to keep himself from going to heat. The latter was more likely, but the former was also just as possible. The kid was tall and lanky with wiry muscle, from what Jensen could tell, and he held himself like an alpha. Like nature made him something he wasn’t; like he was uncomfortable in his own skin.
The younger kid had not yet shown signs of his nature yet. He’s still too young to be able to figure out, but he holds himself like a beta. He could still come out as either alpha or omega, they’d have to wait and see.
“You kids did good,” Jensen said, once they’d made it into the park vehicle. “I don’t know how you did it on your own, but you’re good.”
The younger kid spoke up, said, “Thanks, Mr….uh….”
“Jensen. Call me Jensen, kid.”
“Jensen,” the kid said, and then, “Colin. I’m Colin. And this is my big brother Jared.” He pointed to the sulking omega sitting right behind Sam. He had his arms folded, hair in his face, and he looked like he hated the world. Jensen wouldn’t blame him if he did. “Can we stay with you, Jensen?”
I’m not letting your older brother out of my sight, kid, he hated himself for thinking. The kid is probably a minor, and Jensen’s 26. Raw from the Navy and from spending the last year bonding with velociraptors. Almost dying more times than he can even count. He can’t taint a kid barely 18. But the scent is overwhelming; the kid had to have noticed by now that Jensen smells different than other alphas. That there’s something there he hadn’t been near before.
chia, you know speak spanish? and nina you know the languages that your mommies speak (the both) and which you like more? forgive my bad english i'm not pretty sure if its ok, I love you girls
Chiara: But sometimes it’s a little confused…
((There’re some words that sound exactly the same in both languages even tho the meaning it’s different uvu I just love when they say “Pronto?” instead of “Si?” or another word when answering the phone♥))