i'm so happy that he got to spend time with his mom

12.18 coda

Sam tells him in the diner that satyrs lure people away with a promise of pleasure just so they can eat them raw.

Dean thinks that well-meaning waitresses might work the same way.

She gives him a smile, a sweet one that’s everything right with a world so far from his own, and he’s able to let go of his stress after days of stewing in desperate silence. She grabs his hand and leads him out back after the dinner rush slows, and Dean knows he won’t be going back to the motel with Sam tonight. He’ll be wandering, bare foot and chasing a half-real high.

And it works. His body takes over as soon as that door shuts and it tells him he’s happy. But he can feel her teeth digging into him just the wrong side of too hard when they kiss. Her nails gouge deep into his shoulders, leave marks, remind him again that he’s hurting. Her pours his passion into her and he leaves himself cold and empty in the process. 

She devours him and she doesn’t even know she’s doing it.

He lies there in bed with her long after she’s curled up and gone to sleep but invited him to stay, facing away from him in a strip of exposed moonlight. Dean runs one hand softly along the swell of his chest, the closed cavity of his heart, just to make sure that he’s still all there. He stays.

Taptaptaps his fingers. Just can’t seem to help himself. Still longing. Still worrying.

He rolls onto her again in the morning after a bad dream wakes him up and they fuck against her bedroom door before they leave. Dean keeps his tie askew even when he drops her off at the restaurant. He arches desperately closer into her in the doorway, seeking warmth, and he forgets to care if anyone is watching him.

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anonymous asked:

Dude the mom blackhat hc's are freaking awesome especially the PTA one, so I'm wondering what he would do if he was chaperoning a school field trip, like taking the kids to a zoo or a museum 😊

((So just for the record, I’m gonna try to go through my entire askbox now that finals are over, answering the pre-hiatus ones first. (Thank you for your patience.) on the other hand I’m gonna be stuck on mobile for about a week so please bear with me on any weird formatting or typos. It’s good to be back.))

  • “What do you mean you need another chaperone?!?” “Boss please Joey’s mom got sick at the last moment and there aren’t any other volunteers!” “FUCK that, I’m not spending my one chance to have the house to myself on a bus with disgusting children.”
  • “………Boss did I mention that we’re going to a museum
  • congrats flug. on one hand, now the entire class gets to go to the museum. on the other hand, BH is going to pull a heist
  • BH shows up in his civilian dad disguise and forces himself through gross pleasantries with the other parents
  • “Why yes, Karen, this is a new hat. Thank you for noticing. No Louise, I’ll be happy to take your shift during lunch. It’s not a problem.” (really, it isnt. he has clones ready for this shit)
  • “…..helen.” “Mr. Trueba. How, lovely, to see you.” “Really, the honor is mine. It must have taken quite the necromancer to get you out of the crypt this morning.”
  • It’s honestly impressive how BH manages to not kill anyone on the bus ride there. especially when Dementia started singing “The Wheels On the Bus”
  • They get to the museum in one piece somehow and BH promptly tries to fuck off to do reconnaissance but. Nope. Apparently he has a group of children to lead. Fuck.
  • “Alright kids on your left you can see whatever the fuck this piece of shit is supposed to be. And on your left there’s a statue; that’s pretty cool I guess.”
  • “People actually PAY for this shit?? –Flug I have an idea holy fuck” “Please don’t tell me you’re gonna say ev–” “EVIL PAINTINGS!!” “…”
  • Dementia is literally wearing a child leash so that she doesn’t go run around breaking the expensive things in this museum. 5.0.5 is the one holding the leash. He’s a registered “therapy dog.” Dementia is holding 5.0.5’s leash. Symbiosis at its finest.
  • BH sneaks away during lunch, when he promptly makes use of all the intel he’s gained on the museum’s security systems, and casually steals half the art gallery.
  • He stores all the stolen art in his pocket’s pocket dimension. Gotta love using the void as a purse.
  • so the museum trip goes pretty well, all things considered. It’s the Zoo Incident that’s a disaster.
  • It starts off fine enough; 5.0.5 has a lovely time at the butterfly garden and Demencia has looted the gift shop.
  • BH spends a very long time staring at the squid and octopus exhibits with an odd expression on his face
  • But everything goes to shit once they get to the tiger exhibit. BH has been so well-behaved, he can’t just leave without having caused some mayhem. He has a reputation to uphold.
  • The victim he chooses is some student who has been tapping on the glass of the various enclosures since the start of the trip. BH can appreciate a good rule-breaker, but not a fucking annoying one. And little Sammy or whoever the fuck is taking the cake.
  • So, he does what any respectable person would do. One minute the kid’s yelling for the tiger to “stop being boring and come out of it’s den already”, the next moment he realizes he’s in the exhibit
  • BH (and the other students) laugh and watch him run around in circles from an excited-looking tiger. The security team get there before anything can happen, unfortunately. BH and the children collectively groan.
  • He gets yelled at later by Helen for “letting a kid get stuck in the tiger cage” but counters that with his own yell about how “a piece of shit brat like that deserved a smaller cage with more tigers.”
  • Needless to say, he’s banned from chaperoning. That’s fine. (It was his plan all along). Still, might as well pull one final trick for his last hurrah.
  • As the students make their way back to the busses, BH casually snaps his fingers. On cue, every single lock on the animal enclosures open at once.
  • “What was that?” “Oh, nothing. Probably. Let’s just get onto the bus. Now.”
Disney Lyric Starters
  • [ Classic, modern, golden days, you name it, i got it. Feel free to change pronouns etc. Also this is a looong post]:
  • "Some day, my prince will come."
  • "Some day, we'll meet again."
  • "Some day when spring is here, we'll find our love anew."
  • "And soon you'll find you're dancing to the tune."
  • "There isn't any let up. I hear them calling, calling."
  • "Every time she/he'd find a minute, that's the time that they begin it."
  • "They always keep her/him hopping."
  • "She/He goes around in circles till she/he's very, very dizzy."
  • "They have stars in their eyes."
  • "Side by side with your loved one, you'll find enchantment here."
  • "The night will weave its magic spell when the one you love is near."
  • "This is the night, and the heavens are right."
  • "Look at this stuff, isn't it neat?"
  • "Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?"
  • "How many wonders can one cavern hold?"
  • "I want to be where the people are."
  • "I want to see, want to see 'em dancing."
  • "Flipping your fins, you don't get too far."
  • "What would I pay to spend a day warm on the sand?"
  • "Sick of swimming. Ready to stand."
  • "And I'm ready to know what the people know."
  • "When's it my turn?"
  • "I can see what's happening, and they don't have a clue."
  • "With all this romantic atmosphere, disaster's in the air."
  • "She'd turn away from me."
  • "He's holding back. He's hiding."
  • "Why won't he be the king I know he is, the king I see inside?"
  • "Love is where they are."
  • "If there's a prize for rotten judgement, I guess I've already won that."
  • "No man is worth the aggravation."
  • "Honey, we can see right through you."
  • "It's too cliche. I won't say I'm in love."
  • "I thought my heart had learned its lesson."
  • "You keep on denying who you are and how you're feeling."
  • "Get off my case. I won't say it!"
  • "I steal only what I can't afford."
  • "These guys don't appreciate I'm broke."
  • "I can take a hint, gotta face the facts. You're my only friend."
  • "I'd blame parents except he hasn't got 'em."
  • "Tell you all about it when I got the time!"
  • "I think I'll take a stroll around the block."
  • "Let's not be too hasty."
  • "They're quick, but I'm much faster."
  • "Barely even friends, then somebody bends unexpectedly."
  • "Both a little scared, neither one prepared."
  • "Finding you can change, learning you were wrong."
  • "Certain as the sun rising in the east."
  • "There's something sweet and almost kind."
  • "I wonder why I didn't see it there before."
  • "Who'd have ever thought that this could be?"
  • "True he's no "Prince Charming"..."
  • "Who'd have guessed they'd come together on their own?"
  • "We'll wait and see a few days more."
  • "What I love most about rivers is you can't step in the same river twice."
  • "To be safe, we lose our chance of knowing."
  • "Can I ignore that sound of distant drumming?"
  • "Is all my dreaming at an end?"
  • "For a long time we've been marching off to battle."
  • "Our aching feet aren't easy to ignore."
  • "Think of instead, a girl worth fighting for."
  • "I want her paler than the moon with eyes that shine like stars."
  • "It all depends on what she cooks like."
  • "Bet the local girls thought you were quite the charmer."
  • "Yet the only girl who'd love him is his mother."
  • "Whatever you do, I'll do it, too."
  • "Show me everything, and tell me how."
  • "It all means something, yet nothing to me."
  • "It's all so close, and yet so far."
  • "I wanna know. Can you show me?"
  • "I wanna know about these strangers like me."
  • "Why do I have this growing need to be beside her?"
  • "Come with me now to see my world."
  • "Don't you disrespect me, little man!"
  • "You're in my world now, not your world."
  • "And I got friends on the other side."
  • "Sit down on my table, put your minds at ease."
  • "I can read your future. I can change it around some, too."
  • "You come from two long lines of royalty."
  • "I'm a royal myself on my mother's side."
  • "Your lifestyle's high, but your funds are low."
  • "Mom and dad cut you off, huh, playboy?"
  • "You've been pushed around all your life."
  • "Won't you shake the poor sinner's hand?"
  • "I hope you're satisfied, but if you ain't, don't blame me!"
  • "All that time never even knowing just how blind I've been."
  • "At last I see the light, and it's like the fog has lifted."
  • "If she/he's here, it's crystal clear I'm where I'm meant to go."
  • "All at once everything is different now that I see you."
  • "Come on, let's go and play!"
  • "I never see you anymore."
  • "We used to be best buddies, and now we're not."
  • "I've started talking to the pictures on the walls."
  • "It gets a little lonely, all these empty rooms."
  • "People are asking where you've been."
  • "They say "Have courage," and I'm trying to."
  • "We only have each other."
  • "It's just you and me. What are we gonna do?"
  • "Okay, can I just say something crazy?"
  • "I love crazy."
  • "I've been searching my whole life to find my own place."
  • "I've never met someone who thinks so much like me."
  • "Say goodbye to the pain of the past."
  • "We don't have to feel it anymore."
  • "Can I say something even crazier?"
  • "I've been staring at the edge of the water for as long as I can remember."
  • "Every road leads back to the place I know where I cannot go."
  • "It calls me, and no one knows how far it goes."
  • "I can lead with pride. I can make us strong."
  • "I'll be satisfied if I play along."
  • "What is wrong with me?"
  • "But no one knows how deep it goes."
  • "If the wind on my sail on the sea stays behind me, one day I'll know how far I'll go."
  • "Now I know I can be happy as a clam because I'm beautiful, baby."
  • "Scrub the deck and make it look shiny."
  • "I just love free food."
  • "Ouch! What a terrible performance!"
  • "You don't swing it like you used to, man."
  • "Send your armies, but they'll never be enough."
  • "You try to be tough, but your armor's just not hard enough."

anonymous asked:

Hi! I just found your account (do you say account in tumblr?? idk I'm new to tumblr and I use instagram haha) and I love it so much! If you have time, can you do kind of like a high school AU and do how the RFA members would ask out MC? I hope that makes sense lol :') thanks!! <3

I love you anon!!

imma split this into 2 parts cause I can’t fit this into one post

so i’ll do the actual request in the second post

High School AU part 1


  • lol shy bun
  • kind of a nerd
  • in video game society
  • finds it hard to pay attention in class
  • cramms like his life depends on it
  • still gets pretty good grades
  • his mom makes him lunch
  • complains about it but lowkey happy cause it’s better than what the cafeteria is serving
  • his favourite subject is biology
  • tho almost fainted when they had to dissect an animal
  • worst subject is english r i p
  • languages ain’t his strong suit
  • carries so much shit around
  • has a bad back 24/7
  • also in the lacrosse team
  • he actually ain’t that bad 
  • afraid of being tackled tho


  • OG Mr. Steal Yo Girl
  • but honestly such a sweetheart
  • with slight fuckboy tendencies
  • gonna be honest not a model student
  • he tries tho
  • was very insistent on MC tutoring him
  • lowkey just wanted to spend time with them
  • theatre kid™
  • lead in all the school’s performances
  • super chummy with the director
  • knows all the crew by name
  • on the lacrosse team
  • chose it because he thought the sticks were cool
  • Jaehee nags him to get his grades up
  • ends up tagging in on his study sessions to make sure he’s actually learning
  • soon the whole RFA are involved and BAM study group
  • his favourite subject is obv theatre 
  • his least favourite is maths the devils subject


  • model student
  • kind of a lowkey swat but she’s chill about it
  • treasurer of the student council
  • all the clubs would be bankrupt without Jaehee
  • she’s always busy tho
  • like pass her in the hallway and she’ll always be carrying textbooks for a teacher, walking to a meeting or smth like that.
  • everyone always comes at her with suggestions for the student council
  • Jaehee’s like ???? ¿¿¿¿  bruh I only handle the money
  • has so many trips to the staff room
  • a teacher offered her coffee once
  • and the great romance began
  • always uses seeing staff as an excuse to get coffee
  • Seven was surprised Jaehee could be so sneaky
  • biggest supporter of Zen’s plays
  • everyone wonders why the drama club is always so well funded
  • doesn’t have enough time to play sport in school but does Judo
  • word got around and now no one messes with Jaehee
  • her favourite subject is literature
  • her least favourite is home economics
  • psst it’s cause she can’t cook for shit


  • billionaire boys club ™
  • Jumin mostly hangs out with V
  • doesn’t have the patience to hang out with the other rich kids
  • president of the student council
  • takes the job very seriously
  • everyone has a certain amount of respect for him
  • except Zen r i p
  • brings Elizabeth into school
  • negotiates his way out of detention every time
  • has to shield her from Seven tho
  • has a lowkey fanclub
  • he’s oblivious to the opposite sex tho
  • only plays sports cause his nutritionist says he should
  • plays tennis cause he’s too dignified for football or smth like that and he’s too young to be playing golf
  • has matches with V all the time
  • they keep a tally
  • Jumin is in the lead
  • his favourite subject is economics
  • he’s such a business man tho
  • made a business renting out textbooks to freshers instead of getting them to buy them
  • it was shut down after a year tho
  • least favourite subject is art
  • lol Jumin can’t draw for shit

Seven (Saeyoung)

  • friendly neighbourhood meme lord 
  • always telling some sort of joke or pun
  • in the tech club
  • they all worship him lol
  • tried to hack into a government facility for their contribution to the school festival
  • forced to do a laser show in the end
  • he’s so smart 
  • like no one expects him to be a prodigy 
  • probably cause he never focuses in lessons
  • made Saeran learn morse code so he could talk to him secretly
  • the teachers never caught on
  • starts all sorts of rumours
  • started a rumor that there was a torture chamber in the school basement
  • also said that there was a ghost of a dead girl who died from inhaling the fumes of the boys locker rooms haunting the school
  • Yoosung asked to send a drone into the staff room after hearing they had a gambling ring in there
  • Seven frequently teases him on how gullible he is
  • Seven is on the cheer squad 
  • he only auditioned ironically but got in
  • forced MC to join saying they would be good cause they look easy to throw
  • his favourite subject is computer science cause he gets away with so much shit in the subject
  • he also like physics cause SPACE
  • least favorite is PE because he states he can only drain so much energy each day

V (Jihyun)

  • actual angel
  • everybody’s favorite senpai
  • vice president of the student council
  • everyone comes to him with problems cause they’re too scared to report it to Jumin
  • also president of photography club
  • takes pictures for the school paper
  • Rika is in the occult club
  • i think we all know why
  • everyone thinks Rika’s weird but V’s like 
  • ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  she’s just quirky
  • regularly plays tennis with Jumin
  • V in one of those cute visors tho
  • no one would have guessed he’s a rich kid tho
  • he’ so humble about it
  • not on the best terms with Yoosung after hitting him with a tennis ball causing him to have a nosebleed
  • offers to tutor him to make amends
  • actually the one who suggest joining up with the others to form the RFA study group.
todomomo (first kiss) headcanons (because I'm dying with love for them)

-They get together Senior year of high school, but before they were official a lot of things happened.

-Yaomomo has had a crush on him since freshman year, but she didn’t think anything would come of it so pretended she didn’t find him attractive and his personality endearing

-It was hard

-His shirt burns so easily when he’s not in costume and damn he has great abs

-But she’s staring for purely research purpose!! Gotta check to see how buff he is to come up with a plan to help/beat him in a fight!!

-Yep totally the reason

-and during class he was always one of the first people to notice if something was wrong, whether it was another person or herself.

- She admired how observant he was so much

-She admired so much about him actually, his looks were helpful in liking him, but his personality and actions captivated her so much more

-like how he’s so dedicated to become a hero and seemed to be born to do so in how he speaks and acts (which he actually was)

-and he’s genuine drive to be a better person then his father and how he learns from his mistakes made him so admirably and great in Yaomomo’s eyes.

-She liked him for that and so, so much more

-And all the reasons why she liked him where the very same reasons why she was sure he’d never like her.

-Shouto didn’t realize he had feelings for her for the longest time

-They just appeared one day a couple months before summer and he’s just like “?????”

-He saw her helping some of their classmates with homework and that started him on the thought process of how good of a person she is

-Like she’s always helping everyone in anyway she can

-and she encourages them

-and she’s brilliantly intelligent and is amazing at analyzing villains

-and her quirk is useful for being a hero and she utilizes it perfectly

-and then his heart started racing and he was so confused and concerned

-and after a couple days of his heart speeding up whenever he saw Yaomomo, he decided to ask his mom and sister about it during the weekend, figuring maybe they’d know what was wrong with his heart before he went to medical professionals

-and so he asked when he and Fuyumi visited their mom

-was he overworking himself? Stress? An enemy quirk?

-he hoped it wasn’t an enemy quirk making his heart act weird when he looked at Yaomomo, he liked looking at her

-and his mom and Fuyumi both got kind of excited because he likes someone!!!

-And he’s so confused

-why are they happy?? Do they want him to be stressed or under a quirk??

-and when they explain to him what they think his heart racing means, he’s kind of…. unsure what to think of it.

-he’s never liked a person before, and the only relationship he had was in 3rd year, which Endeavor forced him into for a publicity stunt

-the girl was the daughter of some important hero family, and had liked him a lot more then he liked her

-plus his parents relationship wasn’t the best, so he’s not exactly sure what you’re supposed to do when you like someone

-the only other examples he has are his classmates, and they aren’t exactly perfect role models when it comes to confessing feelings

-so he keeps his possible feelings to himself and tries to make it through the rest of the semester without making it obvious

-he more or less succeeds, though Midoriya, Kirishima, and Ochaco have their suspicions after he slips a couple times

-so they both go into summer before senior year liking each other

-their first kiss happened that summer, at one of the fancy parties Yaomomo’s parents throw (psssst I might be writing a one shot about their first kiss ;)

-Neither of them knew the other was going to be there

-Shouto didn’t recognize the house since it was at the Yaoyozoru’s summer home, and Momo hadn’t checked the guest list

-when she sees him standing off to the side, she goes over to talk with him as quickly as she can without seeming rude to the other guests

-she’s concerned with how distant he is, and he confesses that his mom’s sick and he’s having a hard time thinking of anything else except his concern

-to try and get his mind off of it, Momo asks if he would like to go to the study hall and do some prep work for school, or to just read

- he doesn’t see why they shouldn’t

-Momo isn’t supposed to go into the study hall outside of an allotted time, as she will just spend all her free time in there so her parents lock it and she out of respect for them doesn’t replicate the key

-she respects them but she isn’t above telling them a little white lie

-her mother knows Momo likes a boy from her class and is super paranoid about her getting into a “scandalous” relationship

-so if Momo told the truth, that she wanted to go study alone with a boy, her mother would put her foot down and say no

-so she lies and says she’s not feeling well, and would like to relax in the calming that the study hall is for her

-after getting the key, she and Shouto sneak off to the study hall where they had all the plans to study and read and do nothing else.

-but…. there was a change of plans

-it wasn’t either of their fault! They had been reading different books and just sitting in silence, when Momo had pointed out something she found interesting in the book she was reading

-and Shouto moved closer to read over her shoulder

-and Momo forgot what she was saying as she could feel a little bit of his breath on her

- and as she trailed off, she noticed how close their faces were

-and they both just looked at each other, inches apart

-hearts racing in the dim light

-Momo doesn’t know if she kissed him or if he kissed her

-Either way, they didn’t stop kissing until the butler came knocking on the door, informing her that the party was over and she needed to come say goodbye to the guests with her parents

-Shouto snuck back into the slowly dissolving party easily, while Momo checked and made sure she didn’t look like she felt: red faced and disheveled

-her parents didn’t seem to notice anything, so she was sure she was in the clear, she politely stood by them while they talked to the line of departing guests

-Yaomomo had forgotten she’d have to see him face to face in front of her parents, and was only reminded when she saw him a couple people back in the line

-She did rather well in staying composed, she shook his hand and smiled at him easily, what was hard was not thinking that his hands had been holding her minutes before, and that the lips that were almost smiling at her had been kissing her

-she almost lasted, but then as he was walking away, he looked back at her and with a genuine smile on his lips told her he would see her at school

-Yaomomo’s blushed then, but the thought made her smile genuine in return

-As he walked away, she decided that senior year was going to be much more fulfilling then she had assumed it would

-Yaomomo woke up the next morning with her cellphone going off like crazy: most of the texts where from Mina and Kyoka, who last night Momo had decided to tell that she’d kissed someone,

-she had been overcome with excitement and needed to share it with somebody and those two were the first that popped into her mind

-Momo hadn’t specified who, and that was what the two girls where texting her madly about

-Her heart sped up though when she noticed that one of the texts was from Shouto

-it wasn’t a long text, short and simple and right to the point

- He was asking if she wanted to meet up with him for lunch

-He apparently couldn’t wait for school to see her, and Momo couldn’t wait either

anonymous asked:

Hey Bee, I'm just feeling really crummy and worthless- like nothing I do is enough. And had an argument with my family that makes me feel like they think the same. So I came to your blog for a smile. Thanks for such a lovely blog. I was thinking that the things I'm going through sound like something shy!sid might also have gone through. If that sparks any creativity in you or the other anons that would rock

I’m so sorry you’re feeling this way!!! :(( I know that feeling and it’s definitely really rough. Here’s some shy sidney, if that helps a little:

Sidney doesn’t date. Spending effort to go out to impress a guy who may or may not be as interested in him in the end is draining, and Sidney’s been on enough awkward encounters to kill enough of his self-esteem. He likes his routines a certain way, he likes quiet Friday nights to himself at the rink, when all the players are gone and he can practice without the memories of the terrifying jeers and boys trying to break his neck surging back. He likes the stability of knowing the sameness of his schedule.

Sidney had a long term boyfriend before, and his parents made such a big fuss about it, telling Sidney how happy they were that Sidney found such a nice person. And he was nice. Nice enough before finally throwing in the towel and saying, kindly but quite honestly, “I can’t imagine living with you forever. You’re…boring.” It’d hurt more than any hockey injury, because exactly a month ago, the same man had held him close and told him warmly, “I love how there’s no surprises with you. You’re one in a million, Sid.”

Sidney believed him.

His parents ask him why his boyfriend isn’t coming over for Christmas, and Sidney tells them why, hoping the Skype call would conceal his throaty voice.

“Well, he’s not…wrong,” his father says.

Without hockey, Sidney’s always been less than enough for his father. It stings just a bit more today to hear it.

“Troy!” his mother says, smacking him on the arm before turning to Sidney. “He wasn’t worth your time, sweetheart.”

(He doesn’t tell his parents about his later boyfriends, or lack thereof, anymore.)

He keeps himself busy with work, running to and fro to keep things running in the Pens PR team, making calls and not thinking of much at all. Retweeting the player’s Cup days when he’s bored (it’s intern work, but Sarah had called in sick that week) and staring at happy families gathered around the Stanley Cup. Evgeni Malkin, the team’s captain, holds up the Cup triumphantly in one photo. There’s real penguins waddling around, flowers and streams and expensive champagne along the table, and so, so many people, all the people who love and adore Geno. A beautiful woman kisses Geno’s cheek in another photo, and Geno looks so happy.

Sidney is a little bit in love with Geno. Geno always puts on a big smile for Sidney’s cameras, strikes a silly pose and points in his direction so Sidney’s little team always gets the perfect shot. He always stays to chat with Sidney after he showers and changes out of his sweaty jersey, if Geno can find him, asking cheekily, “You see hat trick? Do for you.” And Sidney would laugh that embarrassing honking noise and tell Geno’s that he’s so full of shit when really his heart is bursting with hope.

“Have to go out with team now, you come too?” Geno asks. “Celebrate?”

“I have work left to do, have to go home,” Sidney says. It’s a Friday night. “I really can’t.”

“One day I’m find your house, make you go with us,” Geno teases, grinning. For a moment, Sidney dreams of Geno coming to his house and saying sheepishly, ‘I’m keep you company? I’m little bit tired tonight, maybe we keep talk.’ It makes Sidney’s chest flutter, but then Geno adds, “Know you really not that boring!”

And that’s all it comes down to. They’re different people, after all. Maybe Sidney’s just in love with an idea of Geno. Maybe Geno had just been amusing Sidney when Sidney ramble-mocks the latest bizarre concept he saw on the History channel, telling him, “No, no, is interesting. I’m want to know. Keep going.” It’s not the first time he’s been lied to. Maybe Sidney had just become so unwittingly lonely that anyone who could stand him for more than five minutes would do.

“Geno, the rookies say they’re going to find you someone tonight for sure!” someone yells. “Hurry the fuck up!”

Sidney smiles tightly. “Good night, Geno. Great job out there.”

He leaves, down the hallway, and Geno doesn’t stop him.

He ends up staying at the rink until he’s sure that everyone else is gone.

He skates until his knees hurt. And practices.

And practices.

And practices.

And practices.


He’s getting ready to go home for real when Geno’s voice says from behind, “You lie about go home.”

Sidney whips around. Geno’s in skates too, gliding over slowly.

“You didn’t go out,” Sidney says.

Geno shrugs. “You play good,” Geno says. “Really good. I watch.”

“Oh.” Sidney fiddles with his stick and pushes at the puck a little. “I used to play.”

“You not play anymore?”

“Not with people.”


Sidney bites his lip.

“Why?” Geno asks, again.

“I like boys,” Sidney says, looking at the ground. Might as well break his own heart completely, there and then, so he stops hoping for something so impossible and dumb. “Got my leg broken by someone in peewee. Mom got scared.” He exhales through his nose, as quietly as possible. “I got scared.”

Geno doesn’t say anything for a long time. Sidney can feel the tears welling up already.  

“Hey, I should go home,” Sidney starts.

Geno reaches out a little. “Wait.”

Sidney waits.

“We practice? Little bit?” Geno asks. “More fun two people.”

“I’m really tired,” Sidney says.

“Next time?”

“Maybe,” Sidney says. “I don’t know.”

Geno shuffles a bit. “You want eat? Know great place nearby. I’m treat.”

Sidney could eat. He braves a smile. “I have to warn you, though, I’m really as boring as you think I am. I just watched an entire season of Planet Earth, so you’re going to be hearing a lot of that.”

“You not boring,” Geno says, sounding pained as he shakes his head so earnestly. He covers Sidney’s hand that’s resting on the stick with his. “You kind of amazing.”

Geno’s hand is warm and gentle against his, and Sidney doesn’t pull away.

It’s kind of amazing.

i’ve been thinking about this for two weeks now and i know i will never have the time to actually get this au done unless i wait like… after i do two other multi-chapters (so like a year or two basically) but JUST HEAR ME OUT. long post. because do you really expect anything different from me at this point??? i’ve thought the whole thing out. this is basically a story outline rather than a prompt. lakjfhlkhj. guys.


(Do I have your attention?)

Emma and Henry move into this old house on the outskirts of this sleepy little town, Storybrooke, so that they can be closer to the woman who helped Emma get back on her feet a decade prior, Mary Margaret, Henry’s honorary aunt. The house is massive and could use some serious work but they got it dirt cheap because of some town myth that something terrible happened there to the original owners who lived there 200 years ago. Legend has it that there were strange, terrifying goings-on in the town for weeks, nothing anyone can prove though aside from some hokey old newspaper clippings hanging up in Granny’s Diner. Emma takes it all with a grain of salt. Henry thinks it’s awesome.

They slowly settle in, unpacking very gradually. Emma and Mary Margaret spend a lot of time trying to clean up the dusty, cobwebbed mess of the long-closed house while Henry escapes to explore. He startles when he hears something odd. The sound leads him to the attic, which is still stocked with countless items from those who lived there prior, stuff he can’t wait to dig into. But first he has to figure out what that noise is, and he’s excited when he comes across a fancy, but worn, leather box that has “Once Upon A Time” scrawled across the top. The noises stop. It’s a board game. Definitely something he can get behind after all the work they’ve been doing to the house.

He takes the game downstairs to his mom and MM and begs them to take a break and play a little, and they relent. The game comes with vague sort of instructions, that whichever player reaches the end first wins, yada yada, maybe a reference to happily ever afters being harder to seize than one would think. So they start.

And things get. Crazy.

I’m talking… beanstalks curling around the house and an ogre trying to break through and flying monkeys invading the town and fairies casting spells and magic beans opening portals and the Dark One coming after them.

And, of course, towards the beginning one of Emma’s rolls conjures a man from within the game. It’s Captain fucking Hook, or, as he explains to her, Killian Jones – the original owner of Emma’s home. The only reason Emma, Mary Margaret, and Henry survive as they do is because they have Killian to guide them through the chaos. He’s closed off, but opens up slowly as they go on, particularly to Emma.

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anonymous asked:

Hi! Headcanon person here again. So Gaston is basically a second dad to Chip. He takes him hunting, playfully wrestles with him, and doesn't even mind when Chip accidentally falls asleep on his lap at the dinner table. And everyone thinks it's adorable, especially Lefou (bc they possibly want kids in the future). And Gaston is so in love with Lefou and tells him everyday. I sent this in like a couple of days ago but it might not of sent so I'm sending it again! Love you and your Tumblr! Bye!

You’re making me c r y with these I’m in love

  • Gaston would pretend to be the beast, and Chip would tackle him, initiating the play wrestling that would end in laughter by the fireplace 
  • Adam would be super offended by Gaston’s impersonation of his beastly counterpart, then would remind himself that Belle allowed Gaston and Lefou to stay there out of the kindness of her heart, so he maintains the friendly hospitality for her sake  
  • But he doesn’t roar that obnoxiously, it was always more of a sexy growl, dammit
  • The first time Chip falls asleep in his lap, Gaston is shocked- he’s never been a particularly gentle guy, so the fact that a young boy would feel comfortable enough with him to do that is so touching that it makes him tear up
  • Lefou DIES when he sees it, he would literally pay Maurice as much as Gaston spends on eggs to paint that cute shit and hang it above their bed
  • Chip insists on accompanying him hunting, so Gaston goes to town (with Lefou for confidence, since most people in the village hate him now) and has hunting clothes, boots, and a cute lil hat like his made for Chip’s size. He brings them back to the castle after he gets back from his “expedition” and Chip goes nuts
  • The boy’s so excited and when they finally go out, all Chip brings home is apple with a bullet hole through it, but it’s okay cause it’s better than Lefou ever did on their hunting trips
  • The way Gaston acts around Chip and vice versa helps Lefou finally realize how plausible his dream of adopting a kid with Gaston really is- his boyfriend is dad material af
  • Belle wasn’t the only one who got a happy ending; Lefou can’t stop pinching himself every morning when he wakes up in a totally not dusty bed in the east wing next to Gaston, who’s stroking his hair and whispering how much he loves and adores him
  • Best way to wake up tbh
  • Well, second best to Mrs. Potts bringing them tea in bed
  • Even though she stopped doing that after she caught them in a compromising position one morning RIP mom

//thank you so much for the compliments too xo

futariwadorkycure  asked:

Could I get headcanons for dating Billy Cranston (from the reboot) he's just too precious???

My boi Billy! He’s too pure for this world 

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•He would get so nervous around you because oh my god you’re gorgeous! 

•You two are great friends for a long time before you become a couple when Billy straight up blurts out his feelings for you 

•When you show up at his house and his mom finds out you’re his girlfriends she freaks out, “Girlfriend? My billy has a girlfriend?” And she’s so happy and hugs you tightly before inviting you to stay for dinner 

       -You’re literally everything she’s ever hoped for her son to have and thinks of you as her daughter 

•You and Billy spend tons of time in the basement, tracking things down and creating elaborate boards and research

•He’s not one to get super jealous, but he does get worried

      -he can totally tell if you’re feeling down, or if you’ve had a bad day and he spends all his time towards cheering you up 

•Since sarcasm goes over his head, you try to keep it to a minimum, but sometimes you forget and he takes you totally serious

        -you and the team die laughing, and he’s just confused until one of you manage to gasp out an explanation. He starts grinning too, not because he understands the joke but because you’ve never looked as beautiful as you did then- laughing so hard you were clutching your stomach and your face lit up 

•When someone bully’s him you get angry and stand up but he just pulls you back down. He doesn’t care what other people think of him; he’s got his friends and you 

•Oh man he would take you into the roof or something at night and just tell you all these insane facts and you’d just be in awe at how smart he is

•Oh man he’s just so supportive and he helps you whenever you need it 

•Legit you guys would be goals asf 

(Feel free to add anymore! Hope you like them! Sorry it’s so short! <3)

Playing Pretend

Yoongi slowly walked toward the small house snuck in between bigger buildings at the end of the street. He needed to do this, it had been weeks since he’d last talked to his mother and he was sure she was getting antsy, if the the 121 missed calls and 53 voice messages meant anything. This was just how his life was and he needed to suck it up. Cause Yoongi had learned early on that pity and sadness only equated weakness. When he arrived at the door, he saw it was just as beaten down as the last time he’d seen it, the paint chipped so bad that it looked like an animal had attacked it. He sighed and rang the doorbell, adjusting the one cheap tie he had bought years ago for occasions like this. His suit was two sizes too big and his dress shirt still had a stain from his last visit (hopefully his mother wouldn’t be able to tell). I mean Yoongi wasn’t poor, far from that, his “extracurricular activities” paid well. But Yoongi also believed in not using money where it wasn’t needed. The money it would take to buy a better suit, he could just give to his mom. Combing his hair with his fingers one last time, Yoongi took in a deep breath and pasted on a fake smile. The door creaked open and before him stood his small, stocky mom. Frown lines more prominent, hair grayer, but smile just as bright as ever. Yoongi loved his mother (She was the only family that was worth shit anyway). And he knew what it would do to her to know how he actually survived. So a couple times a year he would dress up in his “office worker” costume and play pretend. He didn’t want to be a bigger disappoint than he already was. Right when she saw him, Yoongi was pulled into a bone crushing hug that smelled of cinnamon and old memories.

“Momf I canth brefthe” Yoongi muffled as his moms relentless hold tightened.

“That’s what you get for making me worried for days. Come back sooner. Have you no respect for your mother. I wait and wait and you never call or com-”

“Alright, alright sorry, I know I suck, I should come more often, but um… work gets very stressful mom.” Yoongi said cutting her off and finally pulling out of the hug. As soon as he mentioned work, his mothers face fell into a sympathetic and worrisome state.

“They’re not overworking you are they. If they are Yoongi say something, they can’t treat you however they want you know” His mother stated defiantly. Worked up on Yoongi’s behalf. She led him into the house and walked straight to the kitchen. If Yoongi knew his mother, he knew there was a feast waiting for him.

“I know mom. Thanks” he sighed sitting down at the table with copious amounts of food on it. “How do you always out do your self. Mom I’m not starving. I don’t send you money just so you can make me dinner that could feed an army.”

“Just say thank you and eat the food. If I don’t spend money on my boy then who else would I spend it on.” She asked, incredulous. She sat down beside him and started placing food on his spoon and plate. “I only need to see you happy to be happy.” Yoongi’s mom was a sap, and she knew just the words to melt his heart. Had it been anyone else, Yoongi would’ve scoffed and degraded their entire existence, but to his mother he could only smile and shove his face. He knew the routine by now, after stuffing himself with food until he weighed about 20 lbs heavier, Yoongi would be asked a series of questions regarding his personal life, then he would mention his workload and his mom would pack him the food he wasn’t able to finish (which could honestly last him a month) and he’d be on his way. The process took about 3hrs. It was simple and always the same. Except this time Jimin had called him nearing the end of the personal questionnaire portion of the evening and his mother had seen the contact info before he quickly hung up. Now he could’ve made any excuse to who Jimin was, If the idiot thug wasnt as possessive as he was, and hadn’t changed his name in Yoongi’s phone from “Rich Asshat” to “❤️Jiminie❤️”. I mean yeah he’d done it months ago, which gave Yoongi plenty of time to change it back, but Yoongi’s excuse of always being too busy remained strong. (Also there was the fact that his name was saved as “Suga😍👌🏾👅” in Jimins phone and he secretly loved the personal feeling it gave off, but you’d catch him dead before he admitted that). So instead of 3hrs it took 4 and a half, as he kept repeating that Jimin wasnt anything serious but rather just a casual relationship. And the hearts around his name were a joke, but his mother wasn’t truly convinced. So he now had to bring Jimin to dinner next time he came, and it had to be before the month ended, or he’d “see his mother’s wrath”. Yoongi grumbled and pouted the rest of the night and huffed an annoyed sigh as he grabbed the bags of food and gave his mother a kiss on the check as he left her home.

“I’m excited to see him.” She smiled, and then narrowed her eyes and continued, “and if I don’t then you won’t have a mother either.” Dramatic was her middle name.

“Yeah yeah” he waved as he left her behind. Playing pretend for his mother was a habit by now. And he sometimes believed she played along. How else would the warm scene of a broken down family, which consisted of a alcoholic, weak mother and her prostitue son making ends just barely meet make sense. Playing pretend was all the two had left, and they took their roles seriously. Cause when Yoongi left the cabinet under the sink would open and wouldn’t close the day before Yoongi next came. Their fucked up lives took breaks for only 3hrs a couple of times a year. Maybe that’s why when Yoongi was far away, he pulled out his phone and dialed the first name on his missed calls list.

“I don’ like it when ya keep me waitin darlin” the voice slurred as Jimin picked up the call.

“I was busy. With my mom. I told you. Why’d you call” he replied short and straight.

“Cuss I missd’ ma baby, and wanted ta play” Jimin continued, voice filled with flirtations. Yoongi fought back a smile, and kept his voice emotionless, he was prostitute, that owed Jimin a shit ton, nothing more and nothing less.

“On my way. But I need to talk to you about something. A favor.” Yoongi said, fully aware of the teasing that would follow.

“Anotha one, ya really like usin’ me don’ ya. Guess we'r jus gonna have ta add it ta ya list. What does ma darlin need.” Jimin asked amused. Yoongi sighed, this would probably equal a 2 weeks worth of fucking, but it really didn’t matter, he basically owed Jimin for life. And he wasn’t really complaining about it either.

“I’ll tell you when I see you.” Yoongi replied, “it’s not that big of a deal compared to what I’ve asked of you before”

“At this point it don’ matta darlin, I’m doin errythin for ya. An I don’ mind” Jimin answered with the same amused and flirtatious voice that now somehow seemed reserved for Yoongi. “Can’ wait ta feel ya baby” he added his voice dipping low. Yoongi hid the arousal from his voice as he just hummed back and then proceeded to end the call. He knew was fucked, but hey at least he was also getting fucked.

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websslinger  asked:

Um did you just write Peter babysitting baby Miles I'm so shook bless u

oh yeah, mcu peter and mcu miles are totally neighbors. miles is only a baby and may is kind of his unofficial babysitter because mr. and mrs. morales don’t want aaron watching him. sometimes when may can’t watch miles, peter will do it and through that he actually gets to be pretty good with kids.

and throughout high school he watches miles grow from a baby, to a toddler, to a kid. then peter goes to college and gets his own little shoebox apartment, and life gets busy, but he still goes by the apartment to visit may. and everytime he sees miles he’s like “woah buddy!! you’re getting so big!!”

and then more time goes by and peter is an Adult™ now, late into his twenties. and miles is a teenager, and he just got bitten by a weird spider at his uncle aaron’s and he doesn’t feel very good. it’s late, and he just wants to get home. and as he’s walking to his apartment, thinking up excuses to tell his mom about where he’s been, he runs into somebody. somebody being peter parker.

and peter comments on how big he is now like he always does, he gets sappy with “i remember holding you when you were just an INFANT oh my god i’m OLD” and miles laughs at him, peter’s always been goofy and miles really admires him, always has. he’s like an older brother. he asks peter where he’s been, and then gets concerned when he sees a huge gash on peter’s face. but peter always seems to have cuts and bruises, so miles doesn’t comment.

peter says he’s checking in on may, is gonna spend the night. he asks how ganke is, because in this universe ganke is ned’s little half-brother. and ned says ganke is still ganke what can ya do, and peter rolls his eyes and says that ned is still ned too. and then he tells miles that he should get inside, it’s a school night after all. they smile and part ways. miles forgets that a weird mutant spider bit him, just for a little while at least.

a few weeks later, miles has decided to ignore whatever these…. powers are. he doesn’t want any part of them, they’re making his life too weird. he just wants to be a regular kid, go to school, hang out with ganke. just because he was given these powers doesn’t mean they have to become part of his life, this isn’t his job. he isn’t spider-man.

but miles is forced to confront what the spider bite has done to him. because one summer night, spider-man is dying, he’s laying in the street just… dying. and miles is confused because laying in the street next to spider-man is may, his neighbor, she’s holding him. miles feels his pulse pounding in his head as he walks over to may, pushing past onlookers. why is may holding spider-man?

and then it all clicks. that’s peter parker. may is holding spider-man, and spider-man is peter parker, and peter parker is dying. and peter looks up to may and says that he did it, that he saved her. she cries, and with his last breath peter says that he couldn’t save his uncle ben but he saved may. and then he dies, life slips from his eyes and the once happy expression fades into nothingness. he’s dead.

and miles feels his world crash, he feels like he should have accepted his new powers sooner, he should have been there to help spider-man – to help peter. and he decides that with great power comes great responsibility, and he will try as hard as he can to be the hero that peter was, and that new york now needs miles to be. this is his job now, he needs to be spider-man.

birthday celebration headcanons

usnavi: okay so usnavi really gives me dinner-with-my-close-people vibes,, like he’s the one who would have a family dinner with sonny and abuela for his birthday, but then benny or vanessa would coax him into having a small party with his close friends in the barrio,,, he’s just very chill and doesn’t like big extravaganzas

sonny: some of y’all might disagree, but i don’t see sonny having big parties either,, like maybe he’d get a lil wild with his friends from school and pete, but for the most part of his birthday he keeps quiet and lets the people that come into the bodega wish him a happy birthday (he loves waiting for nina to come in) but then again i feel like this would entirely change when he got older

vanessa: guys vanessa would totally have a blowout with her friends and totally kick it at the club w them just like,, “yes its my birthday….it is My day” because she deserves it and she knows that GOD I LOVE HER

nina: AW nina would spend most of the day with her family and celebrate with her mom and dad and then benny, vanessa and the gang would come over, and sonny brings in this cake (”i made it haha” usnavi: “no he didn’t he just wrote happy birthday in icing”) and everyone is happy and chill yes

benny: benjamin would 100% have a big party with everyone in the barrio bc lets be honest he probably loves the attention on this one day that is his so he lets everyone celebrate it with him because?? they should. also he likes to be known for having the best birthday parties

carla: she would also 100% have parties with everyone in the barrio but BECAUSE SHE LOVES EVERYONE <3 and she loves coming back to the barrio from the bronx with dani because in a way its kind of like a reunion party, as she would put it 

daniela: lil party with all her favorite children of the barrio who give her the best gossip ngl,, she’d also make a threatening statement at the beginning of the celebration that if anyone mentioned her age she would not be afraid to wack them in the head (”doesn’t matter how old you are when you look this good”)

pete: this one makes me so sad but we know that pete doesn’t have any parental figures in the musical time, he’s mostly by himself with the exception of the barrio dwellers, but he wouldn’t tell anyone that it’s his birthday (even sonny). he just sits on a fire escape, eating a lil debbie cupcake he got from the bodega for his birthday celebration. (THIS changes when he gets older,, carla finds out his birthday one year and everyone in the barrio throws him a surprise party. he won’t admit it, but it was the happiest he’d been in a long time)

  • Shouto and Momo have their first kid when they’re around 28-30 (I hc they are both the sort to have a long dating life and don’t get married till around 27 then they have a kid a year or two later)
  • The baby is a boy, and they name him Hajime. When he’s in preschool he develops Momo’s creation quirk, and they are both so thrilled- Momo especially though because tbh she’s super excited to teach him how to use it
  • Momo gets pregnant around that same time with their second child, so she spends her time off of work teaching Hajime about his quirk and buying things for the new baby
  • It was also a golden lesson opportunity to teach Hajime to not use his quirk for everything
  • “Mom, don’t we already have baby spoons from when I was a baby? Why do you need to buy more? And why don’t you just make it with your qwuirk?” “Good question Hajime! You see, *long explanation about the economy and how they can’t just use their quirks for everything*” “Oh… ok, I understand. But… why do you need spoons? and sippy cups?(AKA we have like fifty from when I was a baby mom we don’t need more they’re reusable)” “…You know what Hajime, we should go see your father today! He loves it when we stop by the agency so why don’t we do that! Go grab your shoes!” (momo is embarrassed to admit she just loves buying new baby things xD)
  • The next baby is also a boy, named Haku (i luv him)
  • Hajime takes his older brother responsibilities very seriously, and he knows it’s his job to teach Haku stuff, and more than a couple times, Shouto and Momo have found him in the nursery, reading a book from school or giving Haku serious advice on life- which Haku ofc doesn’t understand cause he can’t even crawl yet, but it’s still super cute of him
  • “Haku, at school, they have something called nap time- you’ll be really good at it when you go, you already sleep a lot- and I don’t like to nap during nap time, because the suns up and you don’t sleep when the suns up! So instead, Mrs. U lets me read a book, but only if I’m SHHH while I read so the other kids can nap. So when you go to school Haku, make sure you’re SHHH if you can’t nap.”
  • Shouto and Momo have an entire folder filled with videos of Hajime talking to Haku.
  • When Haku’s a toddler, he loves dancing. If he hears a song, he has to dance to it and it’s so cute! There’s a lot of video’s of him and Momo dancing together, where Momo’s just holding his hands and helping him stand straight while he wiggles to the music.
  • Hajime and Haku love to sit on Shouto’s lap while he reads them stories, and they often chip in with their own replacement ideas for how the story goes, and Shouto just goes with it.
  • Once upon a time, there was a poor girl with an evil stepmother and ugly stepsisters-” “Sharks.” “What?” “They’re not stepsisters, they’re stepsharks dad. Ugly stepsharks. And they are angry because they’re out of the water.” “AH, I see. So the girl has two ugly, angry stepsharks.”
  • Honestly, Shouto loves reading to them so much, he remembers only vaguely his mother reading to him, and it always meant so much to him when she did so he’s so happy he has his own kids to read to. he also got super offended when he found out how the little mermaid originally ended, after the kids fell asleep he ranted about it to Momo for half the night and throughout the next week.
  • When Haku reached preschool, it was assumed he only had Shouto’s ice quirk, but later it was discovered that Shouto’s ice and Momo’s creation combined to form his quirk (I’m still working out the details of it, but mainly it’s the ice quirk and he can make stuff out of ice, like machines or objects? The ice is like clay and he can form it how he pleases? idk how to explain it :P)
  • When Hajime is nine and Haku is four, they get their little sister, Fujiko (her name might change I haven’t decided yet)
  • They dote on her so freaking much- the only one who dotes on her more is Shouto
  • She gets both of Shouto’squirks, and is like a little Shouto with hints of Momo here and there
  • They are all such curious kids, Momo can’t make dinner without at least two of them coming in and asking her a question. The depth of the questions varies greatly, and it’s hilarious.
  • ”Mother, how did the ancient mathematicians figure out the basics of math? Going from knowing nothing about it, to discovering and applying it must have been quite a long process, filled with trial and error.”- Hajime.
  • “Mom, if the universe is so wide and vast and only a smidge of it has been explored, then the possibility of aliens is majorly high, right?”- Haku.
  • “Mom, if Elsa has ice powers, and Haku has ice powers, does that make Haku Elsa?”- 4-year-old Fujiko
  • Momo loves all of the questions and answers them the best she can. She especially loves it when her answer makes them think of another question, so it becomes a conversation about the question and not the usual “come in, ask mom the question, then leave”. * or if one of the other kids hear and join in with their own questions about the subject!*
  • (She directs Fujiko’s super serious Haku/Elsa question to Shouto tho lmao)

That’s it really! I can’t think of anything else at the moment, so I’ll stop here! I’ve mostly thought about them when they are older (Hajime is 23 and a sidekick, Haku is 17 and a senior at U.A, and Fujiko is 13 in middle school) where Hajime is comically serious, Haku is dealing with middle child syndrome, and Fujiko is dealing with pre-teen wangst xD

I’ll write more about when they’re older in another post maybe… who knows! *Shrugs* This is just a mess of young children headcanon’s lol

anonymous asked:

Can you give me some Valdangelo headcanons? I'm feeling pretty miserable and gross today, and those two goof balls make me happy

yeah im havin a Real Bad Day 2 anon so i got ur back. valdangelo also fills me with joy so this is self indulgent as hell, lets contemplate on a good ol’ domestic as hell relationship for these two

  • Their apartment is modest but comfortable. They live in brooklyn, 1 hour from camp and a good subway ride from the Jacksons. 2 bedrooms, tho they both sleep in Nico’s room technically because Leo’s room is full of half finished projects and a few spare skeletons that Nico couldnt fit in his closet. Leo’s room is basically storage. They have a cactus, its doing OKAY at the moment but its life is tenuous at best. They have a small kitchen, and a smaller bathroom, which is usually full of scattered bandaids and medical supplies, when someone comes home injured or something explodes. They could probably afford somewhere better, what with Nico’s father and all, but theyre happy in the neighborhood, and their place is just big enough for them
  • Hades pays a majority of their bills, a gift to his son as a thanks for “not being anything like his older brother, you know the one that killed a whole bunch of people and also tried to take over europe”. Thanks to that, they hardly ever have to worry about money, unless a monster breaks down the door or one of Leo’s inventions puts a whole in the ceiling again. which, to be fair, happens pretty often.
  • Neither of them care much about cleaning, but their appartment is surprisingly tidy most of the time. This is thanks to Piper and Hazel, who would literally kill them both if they chose to live in squaler as they are so inclined. of course, their appartment isnt perfect, a couple bones and machine parts laying around, their bookshelf is a mess of ancient tomes and how-to and diy books. but its Good Enough, its home and its perfect
  • Theyre actually great friends with their neighbor, a very old hispanic woman and her cats, thanks to Leo who just loves to chat up everyone. Her name is Rosa and she keeps asking when theyre going to get married and if they want her to cook for them
  • Leo does a majority of the cooking, because Nico is lazy and will live off fast food if the option presents itself. Leo actually isnt a huge fan of fast food, its pretty much all he ate when he was on the road, and he likes a good home cooked meal because it reminds him of simpler times with his mom. Nico helps in the kitchen of course, and by ‘helps’ i mean he sits on the counter and complains about how long it takes to make good rice.
  • Neither Nico nor Leo got a proper education, what with being runaways and all. Nico doesn’t care much, he doesnt feel like he needs it, but Leo is more than a little self conscious about sounding stupid when he talks to his friends, most of whom went to school or were educated in some way. They spend a lot of time reading and studying together, Leo wants them to go to college in new rome together some day, after they get GEDs
  • They could never keep a normal pet because neither of them are “good with organics”, so instead they have a resurrected dog that Nico just brought home one day without asking. Leo was really creeped out at first, because well, you can see its ribs and also all the rest of its bones. But 3 months later “Muerto” is a member of the family and neither of them could imagine life without the lil scamp. also sometimes he loses body parts in the apartment and it becomes a fun old game of “where the fuck is the dog’s leg”
  • neither of them ever fucking sleep, so odds are if certain friends show up injured at their door at 4am, yeah theyre up and ready to help fight whatever monster is down the block at the moment.
  • Nico still has to disappear for days at a time, which at first really terrified Leo. But now he always leaves notes explaining on the fridge. These notes range from actually telling Leo why he left and what he’s doing to vauge doodles of a large monster he probably intends to fight, or some weird artifact his father sent him to retrieve.
  • They spend a lot of time away from home, Nico takes them on trips all over, because Leo has always wanted to see the world and Nico just likes seeing him smile. they only go away for a few days at a time tho, because even tho Muerto doesnt need to eat, the cactus Leo is desperately trying to keep alive in their living room will inevitably die if theyre gone for longer then about a week.
Steve Rogers/Captain America - I’m Sorry I Never Told You - Part 9

Series Summary: Being an Avenger is the most challenging thing you’ve ever done, but you wouldn’t change it for the world. You’re in a relationship with Steve and that’s something you never thought you’d have, you never imagined being so lucky as to have someone like him. However, there is something that you haven’t told him or the others. A secret that you’ve fought to keep hidden. What happens when you have no choice but to tell Steve and the rest of the team your biggest secret?

Part Summary: You and Steve are finally on your honeymoon. The two of you decide to discuss baby names and you have two names that you think Steve will love. You do so much together; you go to the beach, sit by the pool, go for a ride on Tony’s yacht, go sightseeing. You even go see the Cristo Redentor statue (Christ the Redeemer). While you’re visiting the statue, something amazing happens for the first time.

Pairing/s: Steve x Fem!Reader. Fem!Reader x Jeremy x Peter x Steve, Fem!Reader x Avengers, Fem!Reader x BAU, Vision x Wanda, Clint x Natasha, Will x JJ

Characters: Fem!Reader, Steve Rogers. Jeremy Y/L/N, Peter Parker, Natasha Romanoff, James Buchanan “Bucky” Barnes, Jennifer “JJ” Jareau, Penelope Garcia, Bruce Banner, Spencer Reid, David Rossi, Aaron Hotchner, Derek Morgan, Tony Stark, Sam Wilson, Wanda Maximoff, Emily Prentiss, William LaMontagne, Danny Smith (OMC), Eric Smith (OMC), Henry LaMontagne, Michael LaMontagne, Jack Hotchner, Thor Odinson, Clint Barton, James “Rhodey” Rhodes, T'Challa, Scott Lang, Nicholas Joseph Fury, Maria Hill, Phil Coulson (Mentioned)

Warning/s: So. Much. Fluff. Implied smut

A/N: A huge thank you to @molethemollie and @mo320 for being my betas!

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foxes + thanksgiving

okay so this isn’t how i thought this was gonna turn out but my brain is about to fall out so here we go:

  • dan calls to invite neil and andrew to her place for thanksgiving
  • neil’s all “wtf is thanksgiving”
  • and does his whole internal monologue about he hasn’t experienced one
  • and andrew is all like “okay.”
  • so finally neil says that yes, he does actually want to go
  • and andrew “I’ll do just about anything neil asks me to” minyard consents
  • so a couple weeks later they go to dan and matt’s for thanksgiving

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chocolatechipcookiesplease  asked:

the ways to say i love you post kills me every time I see it (in a good way) so if you're feeling it, number 34 or 67? ♥

100 Ways to Say “I love you” || Accepting

67. “I did the dishes.” 

Takes place in the Bittle Birkholtz Brousins AU, during the Fourth of July Canadian Invasion that takes place between Bitty’s sophomore and junior years. 

Adam has just selected the most two perfect bananas from the bunch in Aunt Suzanne and Coach’s kitchen for an Official Best Friend Sundae when Eric (they’re AdamandEric in Georgia, not Holster and Bitty) steps into the kitchen. Jack’s right on his heels, beads of sweat collected on his forehead, and he lets out an audible sigh of relief after he carefully closes the porch door behind him.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Adam says, feigning innocence. Jack’s cheeks flush and Eric’s hand flies up to cover his lips, still red and swollen from kissing. Adam leaves them hanging for a long moment before jerking his head in the direction of the vent. “The air conditioning,” He clarifies, barely holding in his laughter when they visibly relax. If it were any other couple he’d chirp them to hell and back, but for Eric and Jack? He’ll bite the inside of his lip until he bleeds to keep a straight face. He’s not supposed to know about them - no one is - but in the eleven years they’ve known each other Eric has never once successfully kept a secret from his brousin. If he doesn’t blab then his expressions do the work for him, and Adam can’t help that he’s cultivated a sense for his cousin’s emotional well being. And now? Eric “Dicky” “Bitty” Bittle-Birkholtz-Bousin is happier than Adam’s ever seen him and there’s no reason for him to know that Adam knows his secret.

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anonymous asked:

(If it's still open it says it was) can I request a fluff where Dylan's new girlfriend is very beautiful and everyone loves her and naturally Dylan being Dylan is very self conscious. And one day Dylan comes to her house and hears her on the phone with someone bragging about Dylan and saying how much she loves him and just gushing about him and he gets really emotional and happy. I'm so sorry this is so cheesy but you said you had too much smut and this idea was at the back of my head

Usually the sound of his alarm clock going off would make Dylan groan loudly, a few choice curses and lots of banging as his arm flailed about like a fish on land trying to silence the beeping screaming from it.

These days though. Each morning he awoke with a smile. Knowing that he’d get to see you again.
6 months prior he’d finally worked up enough courage to give you that note he’d written and rewritten a thousand times. His heart pounded as he’d slipped the carefully folded paper through the slats of your locker.
That entire day dragged on and on, every second feeling like a minute and ever minute feeling like an hour.

Come final bell he’d practically sprinted to his locker. His fingers trembled slightly as he twisted in his combination. The soft metallic sound echoing in his ear as he slowly opened the door. He thought he’d be sick when he saw sitting onto of his piles of paper and junk, a note, so beautifully folded into almost origami.
In the note was written a AOL screen name along with a winky face and a heart.

That night you both had talked for hours and hours. And the more talked the more Dylan fell for you. Everything about you was perfect. You loathed school just like him, you were a avid NIN and KMFDM fan just like him. Your screen type was beautifully and eloquently worded. Showing him you had brains in that beautiful head of your too.

A few weeks later of talking online and more at school he’d finally asked you out. His shock on his face as you said you’d love to date him causing you to laugh loudly and kiss him on the cheek.
From that moment on his whole outlook on life had changed. Where once he saw a grey prison, sucking his life out of him everyday in a battle of brains vs privilege and brawn now was a paradise in where he could spend most of the day with his love.

It wasn’t always so simple for him though. You were stunning without even needing make up so you ended up with A LOT of attention from other guys. Dylan couldn’t help but feel enraged and possessively jealous when he saw these other guys hit on you. That fact that it happened daily even though every fucking body at school KNEW you two were dating fuelled this rage that he had. But also the poisonous thoughts that he wasn’t good enough for someone like you.

He wasn’t popular, he wasn’t a conformist within the school, he was seen as a outcast to many and also as a shy pushover. The jocks constantly taunted him that they would be banging you by the weeks end or so and so’s party on the weekend. That you only dated him out of pity and would wise up to that mistake quickly.
Each time they berated him with this venom, this poison! It ate away more at his confidence. His happiness struggling to hold on as his mind tried to keep away from that dark place. He feared ever falling into that part of himself again more than anything.

Dylan stretched, yawned and stumbled out of bed. Today was Saturday and he finally had you all to himself once more. He needed this. Most of the previous evening he’d been having arguments with jocks and other bastards from school through AOL about how they were winning! That you were going to leave him this week before prom. That you’d finally realised that no good comes from dating a piece of shit faggot like him.

He pulled on all the clothes you’d said were your favourites of his. As happy as Dylan was, the ball of anxiety rotated constantly in his gut. A constant reminder that what those assholes said and were saying could still come to pass.
With a quick goodbye to his mom, Dylan cranked up his cars stereo and rolled away down his long driveway. Flooring it at the bottom and kicking up the dust. His fingers tapped along to his mix cd. Each song setting off different feeling he had for you.

As smashing pumpkins ‘beautiful’ began to pour from the speakers, he couldn’t help but sing along as he got closer and closer to your house.

“Beautiful, you’re beautiful, as beautiful as the sun
Wonderful, you’re wonderful, as wonderful as they come
And I can’t help but feel attached
To the feelings I can’t even match
With my face pressed up to the glass, wanting you”

He dimmed his volume as he arrived at your house. Your dad answered the door to him, smiling wildly and clapping him on the shoulder.

“Dylan Ma boy! How are you? You here to see y/n”
“Yes sir Mr. Y/l/n”
“Please! For the hundredth time call me y/d/n”

Dylan smiled shyly. He was happy that your parents approved of him. In fact they thought he was a good influence on you after he’d floored you dad during a discussion in filming techniques used in classical movies.

You dad told him you were up in your room and to head on up. He quietly ascended your stairs, listening to your voice softly coming through your half closed door. It became quickly obvious that you were speaking on the phone. He knew he shouldn’t, but he couldn’t help stop and listen to your conversation.

“No y/f/n I don’t get it either? He’s so lovely to everyone! No I know he’s in the TCM but who cares he still my Dylan!….No fuck Dustin he’s a asshole!”

Dylan’s eyes widened. You were talking to about him your best friend. Who also believe you were too good for him. He swallowed hard and continued listening.

“Yea well your full of shit ya know, how many guys have you dated that actually cared about more than what was in your pants?…..yea exactly! Look Dylan is more than just hot as fuck to me ok?….well that’s your opinion but to me he’s sexy as hell, like literally my dream guy. You say brad pitt I say Dylan klebold!”

Dylan felt his face flush slightly as he heard you say this. He obviously assumed that you were slightly physically attracted to him but not to THAT level.

“Yea well it’s not just his looks y/f/n, it’s the little things ok?….well when I know he’s really focused on what I’m saying he does this cute little grin….well it’s also that he writes the most beautiful poetry for me! I literally feel like a princess in a story book!….no you can’t read it!….because he wrote it for me not you!”

A warm feeling was slowly radiating through Dylan. Here you were, gushing about him to your friend who you knew didn’t like him and you didn’t care what she thought. You weren’t spilling secrets about him to her but defending both your privacy of your relationship.

“Look why can’t you just be happy that I’m happy?….you don’t sound like you are….and how do you know what’s best for me?…..that’s a pretty weak example and you know it y/f/n…..oh my god stop it! You know what? Your just fucking jealous that I’ve found my soul mate and you haven’t!…..bullshit I know I know ok.”

Soul mate?! She thought that way too?!! Dylan felt as if he could float away. Never in his life had he ever felt so loved and wanted until this moment. He coughed loudly and called out your name, trying to make it sound as he had only just arrived.

“Look y/f/n I gotta go….coz he’s here and I wana go kiss and snuggle with my boyfriend!….oh don’t make that sound I had to watch you and mark practically have sex right next to me!…..yea yea talk to you tonight….yea yea love ya too bitch.”

Dylan pushed your door open, a huge smile on his face as he quickly closed the gap, picking you up bridal style as kissing you deeply.

“Whoa, what was that for dyl? Not that I mind though”

Dylan smiled warmly at you, he lowered you to the grown and pulled you into a tight embrace.

“Im just happy that I’m the luckiest man alive to have you y/n and I mean that from the bottom of my heart.”

Let me tell you a story or two...

One time I was 10 years old and there was this kid in my class called Liam. He was my friend, and we played together a lot. People used to pick on us, saying we were boyfriend and girlfriend. One day I gave him a kiss, and after that he changed. He started to hurt me, to hit me. I would spend all my lunchtime running and hiding from him, hoping he didn’t find me, and if he did, I had to run again. I used to spend all my time in the school library coz I knew he couldn’t hurt me there with all those people around. He would pick up things on the ground when we were in line and throw them at me when the teacher wasn’t looking. He made my life hell until I told my mom who is the incarnation of the fear of God. She went after him and made him so scared he wouldn’t go near me again, but I was still afraid of him.

Another time when I was 11 there was this boy in my class called Jordan. He had a crush on me but I didn’t like him so he got mad and started picking on me, but I was used to it by then, it didn’t affect me. He tried to tell my friends that I flashed him when in actual fact he had been trying to stare down my shirt, but they listened to me. When that didn’t work, he got a bunch of his buddies to ambush my 8 year old sister who didn’t even know them. They attacked her while she was playing tag with her friends and they made her black out. I didn’t find out until we all got called into the office by the principal. When I got there I was crying coz I was so worried, and the guy who knocked my sister out claimed he did it out of peer pressure. I kept trying to give my side of the story but I was sobbing too hard for my sister who kinda just sat there a bit confused.

Another time I was 13 and there was a guy called Diarmud. He was pretty popular in school, and he didn’t speak to me at all, and neither did I to him. One evening he came to my neighbourhood to the tree we all played at with a bunch of his friends from football. He seemed slightly drunk, as were his friends, and they kept calling to me and my friends. I felt uneasy but I still stayed to play. Diarmud kept calling to me, but I ignored him, and then all of a sudden, he walked up to me. He came right up and raised his fist to punch me. I put my arms up in defence and he stopped. He laughed, and then he sauntered back to his friends who were all laughing & applauding. I was so upset my sister had to take me home, shaking and in tears. I hadn’t stopped when I got home and I had to explain to my dad, who found him hanging around outside our house the next day. My dad went out to “speak” to him and he never even so much as looked at me again.

Each of these stories ended with the boy being in trouble, but they changed how I looked at boys. After the first boy, I started to believe that people didn’t care what boys did to me. After the second boy, I started to attack boys who I thought would be a possible threat to me; on my first day of school at 12 I dragged a boy around the class by his ear because he seemed like he was going to be a problem in the future. He was, but for different reasons than I anticipated. After the third boy, I believed that all boys wanted to hurt me, that they would attack me if I didn’t do as they told me. I know now that in most cases these are untrue, but I also know something else.

Telling me that boys hurt me because they like me is not okay. Telling them it’s okay to hurt me when I don’t return their “affection” is not okay. 

For every encounter a girl has with one of these jerks, it shapes her to despise men, to lack empathy for them. It can totally distort her idea of love, it can breed hatred towards the entire male sex, like it did for me. She won’t see a human, all she will see is a creature, a creature to be distrusted, one she must hurt to keep it away from her. It is very easy to stop seeing men as people after an encounter like this.

Please, keep girls like I was safe. Help us keep our empathy, our happiness, our ability to see men as equals, not as monsters.

My Silicon Valley Comic Con Experience! (I’m very wordy so just a heads up there.)

My adventure started out very early at five a.m to be exact. We (my mother and I) drove, a little too fast, to San Jose making it just early enough to do everything we needed AND get a good place in line. As I stood in line, Biff from Back to the Future welcomed us from a balcony. (Or at least that’s what the video says, he just looked like he was yelling to me.) 
We were let inside (early!) and we hurried up the stairs to the main convention center where a robot and R2D2 awaited us. After a little bit, the doors flung open, and Apple co-founder Steve Wozniak drove out on a segway accompanied by a host of R2 units. (There was so many of them holy shit.) 

After that, my mom and I explored the main show floor. There was a lot of cool stuff. (I bought some pins and that sweet behind the scenes photo). I will say a lot of the stuff i saw could be bought online which made me less inclined to buy any of it. We walked around for quite some time, there was a lot to see. A lot of amazing cosplays. My favorites included; A group of guys dressed up as literal Star Trek ships, a gender-bent Ash Williams from Evil Dead, pictured here: 

A spot.on. Mcgonagall cosplay, a Deadpool cosplay and while there were 100 of those this one was really capturing the DP spirit. Also, while her costume wasn’t amazing, it was store bought, i saw a little girl dressed as Xena and complimented her on it because it’s Xena of course! She was very shy and her mother did all the talking but I thought it was cute.  Another EXCELLENT one, was a guy dressed up as Bob from Bob’s Burgers with the spice rack around his arms, it was fantastic. There were so many cool creative costumes I wish I could have taken pictures of them all but my phone has the worlds shittiest camera. But if you look around online you can take a peek at all the cool costumes. As we were looking around Steve Wozniak drove by me on a segway so no big deal.

OKAY OKAY, now let’s talk about the most important part. 

Brent. Jay. Spiner. 

First, I want to thank @cvptainmccoy because if she hadn’t told me that she was waiting in line for Brent’s autograph I wouldn’t have known he was there. So thank you my dear! 
When I received that text from Chloe I was like : 

Originally posted by probablytotheleft

So I ran over to “celebrity row”, there aren’t celebrities working on their rowing so don’t get too excited. I turned the corner to the Star Trek sort of area and BAM there was Brent. I literally gasped, I didn’t expect him to be there at all. Turns out he wasn’t supposed to be and had wandered away from the photo op he was supposed to be at.  It was so surreal to see him at first. I felt like I needed an eye exam because there was his…face. Right before me in all it’s dorky glory. And just like that he was gone, headed for the group photo-op. (You can check out @cvptainmccoy if you want to see how that looked. She got to pose with the whole gang.) 

So I got in line and my mother joined me for a while, which while it was a tad embarrassing because that’s how moms are, it was nice to have someone to talk to to help me calm down. I was nervous, shaking at that point. 

While we waited, our line was being reorganized for VIP ticket holders, because that need to be a thing. As THAT was happening a woman straight up passed out in front of us. I went over to an attendant who didn’t know what was happening and was like, “Hey, so just thought you would like to know a woman passed out.” He didn’t do much so that was wild. But she was fine after that. (My mom told me later that she had cancer so that may have been a factor. She got to go first in line so clearly this was all an extreme tactic to get ahead.) 
While we were in line I met a woman named Andrea who had a tribble and a big crush on Data. At some point we switched energies because where I started out very nervous and her very calm. When she met Brent she couldn’t even talk and I wasn’t at all nervous and we had a quick conversation so thanks Andrea! 

We waited in line for quite some time, just chatting and stuff. Finally the crew came out. Brent walked over to the line and we cheered. He pretended to cry saying, “All this for me? Thanks guys.”  
So he started signing. And I had time to process and take him in. (Which means staring at him, a lot. I know this is obvious but he’s very good looking.) I was getting pretty close to the end of the line when who should walk over but Jonathan Frakes! 

He stops and looks at Brent and yells in a southern accent, “HEY, YOU’RE DATA! YOU’RE MY FAVORITE!” 
Brent is very amused. And he asks, “Whatcha go there, sir?” Indicating at the drink Frakes was holding. 

Frakes replied in that same accent, “ I GOT MYSELF AN ARNIE PALMER.” Then he yelled, “CAN I TAKE A PICTURE WITH YOU MISTER DATA?” 

Brent shook his head and was like, “How about I punch you in the face?” 
Then Frakes looked over at Marina Sirtis who was at the table next to Brents. And was like, “MARINA SIRETIS!,” he pronounced it like that and it was great, “MIZ MARINA YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL! I LOVE YOU!” 
Marina was laughing pretty hard.

After that Brent and Jonathan were chatting and I could only just hear their conversation but not enough to hear what it was about or anything. But I took a picture: 

So finally, it was my turn. Or at least, I thought it was. A dude came over who apparently knew Brent and gave him a hug and said hello. They talked for SOME TIME and Brent was lucky that a patient person was waiting because someone else would have been pretty mad. But I got to hear him talk casually so that was nice. Apparently he’s, “moving houses” and he’ll “definitely read that book you recommended”.  

 I started up a conversation with the attendant next to me and she was very nice, studying to be a paralegal.  Yeah, I could have reason to be angry about having to wait an extra five minutes. And I could blame Brent or the guy but honestly I was just happy to spend a few extra minutes nearby cause it made me feel more calm and also extra time with B*ent!!

So FINALLY it was my turn, the transcript is as follows: 

B: Hey how are ya? 

J: Good! 

I handed him the hat I wanted him to sign. 

B: Well, what’s this?
J: It’s a hat! 

B: And what do you want me to do with this?

J: I want you to sign it!

B: I don’t know if I want to sign it. 

J: You can do what you want.  I couldn’t care less. I’m just here to see you.

B in a British accent: I suppose I’ll sign this. Now where should I sign this?

He begins to flip that hat around. 

B: Here? What about here? 

J:  You can sign anywhere you want.Though I do think my friend wanted it under the bill of the hat so she could look at it all the time.

B: Well, luckily, I have this silver pen right here so I CAN sign it. 

(My mom took a picture just as he was saying that. She was poised in the distance taking pictures in a small time actors empty photo line because she’s very cruel.) 

Brent begins to sign the hat. 

J: I wanted to compliment you on your performance in Outcast. You are a very compelling villain. 

B: That’s a great show isn’t it! 
J: Yes it is! 
B: Spoiler free, season two is VERY good. 

J: Yeah I can’t wait to see it! (I didn’t want to reveal my secret pirate life.) 

B: I think it’s out in Europe now. There’s probably some way to get it. (There is but he can’t know that.) 

There was like a quick pause between us. Then I said: 

J: Well, thank you 

B: Thank you! 

And I wandered back into the crowd with a little smile on my face. I also, for a friend, laid my eyes on Tom Felton. Who had just, very lazily, sauntered over to his table with a coffee. (He was very cute.)

After that my mom and I went to get food. (Well she ate, but I didn’t cause I was so pumped. I ate very little that day.) While she ate, I went and wandered around the convention center. Only stopping to scarf down a jelly donut.

I saw a few other star trek actors just walking around (Kira and Uhura). And just like that, the photo-op arrived. I scuttled over to the line and began to wait. (Not nearly as long  a wait time as the autograph line.) While in line a woman told me i looked like Tasha Yar. She also told me she hoped Brent would sign her Data doll. I felt bad for her because I doubted he would in a photo line. She also said, “I’m so nervous!” 

To which I replied, “ Don’t be! I met him earlier he’s a total jerk!” (In jest of course.)

They began to file people in. Soon it was my turn. I stopped, waiting for the next person, the attendant smiled at me saying, “Are you ready?” I smiled back and said yes. I wasn’t at all nervous this time cause I already had met him. 
My turn came and Brent looked at me and said, with familiarity, “Hey! how are you?” 
I replied, “Good!” I would have asked the same or said something a bit more witty but time was not on my side. 
We took the picture. (I’m going to go into creepy detail here so bare with me.)
I touched his back and he put his hand around my waist. He was very warm. Like his hand was surprisingly warm?? And I reveled in the moment.

But anyway we took the picture. I was already walking out when I called back, “Thank you!” And he called back, he almost sounded surprised that I had said it, “Thank you!” 

And that was it! I collected my picture. And began to laugh hysterically, much to the amusement of everyone around me, because Brent and I smile the same way.  That’s going to entertain me forever.
After that I went to a panel called “The Future of Humanity in Entertainment” with the writers of Battlestar Galactica, TNG, and someone from LucasFilms. They discussed how sci-fi shapes science and it was very interesting. Though I was very tired and still riding off my post-Brent high so I was a little distracted.That was the only panel I went to but I enjoyed it. 
After that I met up with @cvptainmccoy, who is probably sick of me tagging her but tough, and her friends. We walked around and talked about our celebrity experiences. I was really happy to meet them. They were all very nice and made me glad that I interact with people on tumblr. 

By then I was getting very tired. My mother asked that we go since it was almost seven and she may be too tired to drive back if we stayed any later. Which was fine because I was just about ready to pass out myself and my feet were hurting me. (I wore nice shoes and accepted the consequences haha.) 

So  I said goodbye to my new friends and headed home. Staring at my picture of Brent and me the whole time. 
It was a wonderful first con. I can’t wait to go back to another one. (And hopefully meet Brent again because I REFUSE to quit.) 

I am so proud to be a nerd. When you go to a con there is a sense of belonging. Everyone understands each other and revels in our weirdness, our awkwardness, and our passions. Even now thinking about it I’m tearing up thinking about it because it was just an absolute delight. 

Thank you Silicon Valley Comic Con, Thank you @cvptainmccoy and thank you Brent Spiner.