id did not know of this

anonymous asked:

ma proof is simple as this. if i had a peanut.. just one, just ur average peanut. but its the last ya see. the last peanut. no more peanuts... ever. picture it. a world w/o peanuts. a world w no peanut butter. yeah. if we had that peanut.. between u n me ?. id eat it to spare u from da atrocity. das my love for u. i win, checkmate. plus did you know peanuts are legumes. thts why they so satanic. i shouldve figured sooner.

who hurt you……. who has caused your soul to ache like this.

“Hey, I’m on my way to your room for a nap.”
“Ok. Wait. Keith, are you parading with your ace blanket—again?”
“…Maybe. I’m eating ice cream, too. Can’t share that, but the blanket I can.”

So our resident proud ace boy was born on Asexual Awareness Week! <3 
Just let him have his nap on his birthday. This is Part 2 of this. Redbubble

Major Discovery: BotW’s Adventure Log = Link’s Diary?!


(Spoiler Alert)

At this point, our beloved game Breath of the Wild has been out for around half a year already. If you have played the game, you are probably very familiar with the Adventure Log feature in BotW that helps you keep track of all your missions and side quests. Or else its pretty much impossible to remember if you were catching chickens for this guy or collecting weapons to show that kid who’s boss.

But here’s the thing- Have you ever thought about the Adventure Log’s origin? Who or what is helping Link keep track of his missions?

If your answer is the Sheikah Slate or the “system”, which is what I’ve always thought, I’m gonna go ahead and assume you own an European/American copy of the game. Because apparently, in the Japanese version of the game, there is evidence that shows that LINK is the one who wrote the adventure log to keep track of his own journey.

“Ok… So what?”

So Link wrote the Adventure Log. Big deal. It’s not like this is gonna change the gameplay in any way.

…True. However, Link didn’t JUST record his missions in the Adventure Log. According to the Japnese version, Link would often type up some of his own thoughts and comments on what he was doing aside from his current objectives. This could give us a deeper insight of Link’s character.

Here’s an example:

This is what shows up after you complete The Hero’s Sword quest. The content of the two versions are very similar, but notice the use of “自分” (myself) in pic 1. This is evidence that the adventure log is written by Link, who’s talking about himself in first person narrative, instead of “the system”. With that in mind, the Japanese version can be translated to:

(I) Finally retrieved the legendary Master Sword. (I) Don’t know if it’s just an illusion, but the sword itself seems to be delighted about this.

To this moment, Princess Zelda is still inside Hyrule Castle, fighting to suppress the Calamity.

She is still holding on to the faith in me, believing that I will definitely come for her…!

But with the power (that I have) now, can she really be saved (by myself)…?

You see what they did there?

The English version replaced every first person pronoun Link has used with “you”!

As someone who owns an American copy, and has never set the system language to Japanese, I was absolutely SHOCKED when I was told about this (credits at the end).

Remember how we could find diaries of NPCs all across Hyrule? Link’s was right under our noses this whole time!

Now that you know about this, does your adventure log seem a bit different from before?

(I) finished visiting all 13 of the locations in the old pictures. I remembered everything I’ve been through together with Princess Zelda.

In those memories (of mine), Princess Zelda always strived to complete the task burdened onto her…

Even if it’s just a moment sooner, (I) want to save her as quickly as possible

(I) want to see her smile again, with these eyes (of my own).

The translation on this one is just OFF. I can’t believe the English version completely omitted the last part, and replaced it with some kind of mission instruction.

Link has been fighting all this time to see Princess Zelda’s smile again with his own eyes.


Not to mention those side quest logs. Once you realize that all of the entries were written by Link himself, the seemingly trivial information recorded in those suddenly opens up so many more hidden sides of Link. It basically re-introduced Link as someone with normal human emotions instead of the silent hero depicted throughout the game.

The caring Link, who was worried about a girl he only met twice for putting herself in danger:

…(I) ventured inside and found part of the Royal Guard’s Series, famous among equipment collectors.

When those were shown to Parcy, the traveler at the stable, her curiosity about it seem to be provoked more than ever (by me). (I) Hope she won’t do anything reckless…

The compassionate Link, who felt glad for other peoples’ happiness:

As a sign of appreciation for bringing the town together and as compensation for the work done (by me), a hefty amount of gems that were unearthed during the town’s construction were given by Hudson (to me).

(I) wish the couple could live happily ever after.

The reckless Link, who apparently felt thrilled when he managed to knock out some monsters with his new companion:

(I) captured the giant horse in Taobab Grasslands

So that’s why. It’s indeed a really big horse. It trampled whatever kind of monster in its way with ease when it galloped. That was really cool.  

When it was brought back to Straia (by me), he was very surprised.

Link the foodie, who carefully noted down new recipes he learned along the way for future use: 

(I) brought Kiana the goat butter and hearty blueshell snail required for cooking seafood paella. She shared some of the dish (with me) as thanks!


The playful Link, who tried to mimic the way Gorons speak- by adding “goron” at the end of every sentence- after he passed the Test of Will and became one of the bros:


Ah… (I) kinda want to write down Kabetta’s Bro Motto, but there’s not enough space goron?

That’s too bad goron…

The empathetic Link, who felt nervous for the guy in this side quest, then relieved when the couple finally got together:

…and… THIS:

The last line on the left is the Japanese equivalent of What the heck…

I guess the statue is a bit too weird even for our great adventurer.

Finally, we have the entry that shows up after you complete the DLC trial:

(I) finally conquered the merciless Trial of the Sword.


(I believe that) Princess Zelda would be quite happy about how much I’ve improved

As we all know, Breath of the Wild is a game that focuses a lot on the freedom given to the players. Even the main story line is broken down into the form of memories, waiting for the players to find. As the players venture on into the wild, they would eventually find the information they need to learn about this world. The amazing amount of details you can find about Hyrule and its people is an important reason why BotW is so attractive.

On the contrary, the info available about our protagonist is very limited. The only piece of description that directly describes Link is in Zelda’s diary, where she points out that he is a very quiet person, and that’s it for our hero.


Link had always had the most extensive character description. Right under our noses.

Nintendo got us. They got us GOOD.

But now we know.

SIX months after the game’s launch.

…Better late than never.


P.S.: Fun fact about BotW Link- he seems to like the sand seal game a lot. Of all the entires about racing minigames, the sand seal game is the only one where Link wrote “(I’ll) try to get a better score next time!

He’s so adorable I can’t //////


Disclaimer: I did not discover this.

This discovery was made by a Chinese gamer @atomaruU about a week ago. To make sure that her theory is correct, she cross referenced the English version of the game, only to discover that the language is completely emotionless and robotic. Therefore, to allow more people to see who Link REALLY is, I was asked to write this post based on the Chinese article she published. 

Her Twitter:

Tweet Link:

Chinese article Link:

Pic credits: @lulubuu0609 (She’s an amazing artist btw check out her blog)

Hope you enjoyed this :3    

Hunk truthfully liked the feeling of Keith behind him, pressing tightly against his back as if he were a backpack Hunk was taking on a long trip, full of everything he could need or want.
“Feel good?” Hunk asked pleasantly.
“Mm-hm.” Keith hummed, halfway to falling asleep already.
“Me too.” Hunk smiled a small little smile, just for himself, and it was nice to know that even after thinking he had Keith figured out there were still little things that could happen to surprise him. - ella-animine

basically just keith big spooning/backpacking hunk based off this by @waffle-walks & @ella-animine  … thank u for this beautiful idea i’m cryin 


I don’t know if this is common knowledge or not, but this scene here is the first, and only time Edward cries in the series. From the day he and Al burned down their home until now, this is the only time.

Ed didn’t cry when he and Al discovered what had become of Nina. He didn’t cry when she was killed. He didn’t cry when Scar destroyed most of Al’s body, or when Scar was moments away from killing him. He didn’t cry when Al accused him of creating a fake soul and binding it to armor, of inventing a brother as some kind of sick joke. He didn’t cry when he learned Hughes had died, or when he confronted Gracia and admitted the murder was likely his fault. He didn’t cry listening to Al admit that he was at his wit’s end, that he couldn’t stand all the nights alone anymore. 

He didn’t cry when he learned Scar had killed the Rockbells after saving his life, or when Hohenheim accused him of running away. He didn’t cry when he discovered the thing he’d transmuted wasn’t actually Trisha, or when Envy told him they were doomed to die inside Gluttony’s failed portal, or when Bradley took Winry hostage, or when the fight with Kimblee left him with a ten foot steel beam puncturing his side. He didn’t cry when Pride hijacked Al’s lifeless body, or when he let Al be locked up in total darkness with Pride, or when Father took them captive and used them to kill everyone in Amestris.

And he didn’t cry when Al sacrificed his own soul to save Ed’s life.

No. He’s gotten angry; he’s yelled; he’s exploded, but he’s never cried. This is the only time, and it’s when Hohenheim tells Ed to his face that he loves them, more than anything in the world, and only wants for them to be happy—that everything that happened had been his fault, as their father, as an adult, as the one who should have been protecting them, and not Ed’s.

And Ed bawls.

Here’s why: Ed hates Hohenheim, and will easily admit it, but he doesn’t hate Hohenheim in the way he hates other people. Ed enjoys talking smack about those he genuinely hates—he’ll talk about wanting to beat Scar bloody for everything he’s done, and wanting to kick the homunculi’s asses for trying to use him and Al as pawns. Hell, he even enjoys jabbing at Roy for the personality traits he dislikes. Hohenheim is different though. Hohenheim is the only person Ed hates that he also hates talking about. Every time Hohenheim is mentioned, Ed responds with a quick, scathing comment about the man and desperately changes the subject.

And this is all because Ed doesn’t feel right about his hatred toward Hohenheim. For all the others, Ed hates them from a blameless position. The homunculi hurt innocent people, as does Scar, as does Kimblee. Ed securely knows he’s the good guy who hates these bad guys. He’s the moral one, the blameless one, pushing back against a truly antagonistic force. And this is what Hohenheim is not. All of Ed’s hatred toward Hohenheim stems from a place of projected guilt and self-loathing. Ed decided to try to bring Trisha back to life. Ed performed the transmutation that got Al’s body taken away. Ed burned down their home and enlisted in the military, and Ed agreed to do awful things in order to try to fix what he’d done to Al. But, if Ed dials everything backwards, he can almost justify rooting this in the fact that Hohenheim left them first.

If Hohenheim had stuck around, maybe Trisha wouldn’t have died. And if she had, Hohenheim could have stopped Ed and Al from doing something so reckless as human transmutation. He’s their father after all. He’s supposed to be responsible for them. But he left, so Ed can almost rationalize the idea that it was Hohenheim’s leaving that led to everything bad in the brothers’ lives.

Ed knows this is grasping though, and he clings to it in part because he’s convinced Hohenheim hates him too. The clearest memory Ed has of his father is from the morning he left, standing stiff at the doorway, glaring down at Ed before heading out the door and never returning. (A glare which we later learn was the result of Hohenheim furiously holding back tears). Clearly, Hohenheim hated Ed and Al and Trisha enough to just walk out the door one day without saying goodbye. Ed’s probably spent a lot of sleepless nights wondering what they’d done wrong as a family—what he’d done wrong as a son—to make his own father not want him anymore.

So when Ed talks about how he hates Hohenheim, it’s 100% intertwined with a hatred he feels for himself. And it’s an insecurity Ed would never, ever admit to.

Meeting Hohenheim again in episode 20 only works to confirm Ed’s fears. Hohenheim is unbelievably cold to him—Hohenheim confirms that, yes, all of this was Ed’s fault. Ed committed the taboo; Ed burned down their home as a means of hiding the memory. He’s disappointed in Ed. He hates him as a son. And he leaves, again, without goodbye, because Hohenheim didn’t return home with any sort of change of heart.

Learning the truth about Hohenheim only serves to scramble Ed’s feelings. He’s confused; he’s uncertain. He can rationalize Hohenheim’s departure in the context of preparing the counter-transmutation circle, but what about his memories of the man who glared at him, filled with hatred, and left? What about the man who accused him of being a scared, stupid child who’s to blame for all his failures? What about the man who—if only he’d stuck around—could maybe have stopped Ed from doing all of this? The truth makes sense, but it does nothing to alleviate all the guilt and self-hatred Ed feels in relation to Hohenheim, so he doesn’t soften to his father like Al does.

Until this scene.

Until finally, Hohenheim says everything Ed’s desperately wanted to believe for the past ten years. Hohenheim loves him. Hohenheim cares about him. Hohenheim blames himself for what happened—he should have been around for Ed and Al, he should have been there to stop them from doing the impossible, he should have been their father. He wanted to. More than anything in the world, he wanted to just be there for them. Their family was everything Hohenheim had loved in life, and he’s sorry, from the bottom of his heart he is sorry, for how he left them behind. So sorry, that he wants to sacrifice his life in order to fix what little of it he can.

And that’s what breaks Ed. He was strong enough not to cry at any other time, for any other reason, but in these few panels Hohenheim destroys the mangled, tortured sense of fear and guilt and self-loathing that Ed had been harboring for a decade. Hohenheim loves him. Hohenheim is happy to be Ed’s father, proud, and so so sorry.

For the first time, Ed cries. Because for the first time, he feels like he can call Hohenheim “Dad”.

Drunk Throne of Glass Review

I AM SCREAMING YOU GUYS NEED TO SEE THIS. This is the same girl who did that “if the men find out we can shapeshift, they’re going to tell the church” video and she’s doing a drunk book review for Throne of Glass. Highlights include:

  • “I usually read Young Adult. Anything with kissing and slaughter.”
  • “She has been forced to serve out this prison sentence for doing tomfoolery… you know, killing bitches and… stealing shit”
  • “Not a trace of melanin in sight”
  • “In my head she was banging” 
  • “You’re not regulated to one weenie just because he’s nice to you”
  • “Chaol is like your annual snoozefest” (chaol bby she didn’t mean it)
  • “Dorian is like your resident man-hoe. He will plough anything in sight.”
  • “Give me someone who’s probably going to get arrested soon and you got me hooked”
  • “She came to Adarlan and she came to fuck shit up”
  • “My people deserve better, you hoe-ass bitch”
  • “My good sis Nehemia, she got done dirty as fuck.”
  • “This is Manon. She is a witch and she is really hot […] I would also probably kiss her.” (MOOD)
  • “He can whoop yo ass, he can whoop yo mamma’s ass, he could whoop everybody’s ass.”

IN CONCLUSION: watch the video 👏 subscribe to this girl’s channel  👏 watch this video too for good measure just because it’s funny as hell  👏THANK YOU FOR YOUR ATTENTION 

the reason why there’s no garrison flashback now is ‘cause we’d know that keith, in fact, did remember lance and had a crush on him since day one

The Breakfast Table (NSFW)

Originally posted by calif0rnia-lovers

Frank Castle x Reader

Warning: smut, near death experience

A/N: So this is 2.7K words. Just a heads up. This is also the fic that no one asked for but I wrote anyway despite having several requests that I haven’t gotten to. Just been on a Frank kick lately. Sorry, not sorry.

The cross-country road trip from California to New York only took you a few days. It would have been faster except you kept stopping at rest stops to use their wifi so you could fine a place in New York to live during your trip. Granted you probably should have done that before you packed up your car and left the west coast but you didn’t care. There was nothing left there for you and that’s all that mattered.

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for my absolutely gorgeous wife @llazybonezz ~

bet you didnt expect this! we’ve been talking alot bout these boys and other things and she completely inspired me to do this~ i blame you for making me fall in love with these boys;3

low temperatures - steve h.

Originally posted by kings-of-my-heart

warnings: being really really cold 

pairings: steve harrington x reader

summary: per your mother’s wishes, Jonathan was supposed to drive you home from school. Without your mother’s knowledge, he’s been forgetting to do so pretty often lately. Today, instead of walking home, you decided freezing to death is easier. Steve Harrington decides otherwise. 

word count: 1132

a/n: I originally ended to make this a multiple part thing but then I got a better series idea and just yasss. also this is the first stranger things fit I’ve ever done so please please please go easy on me 

You stood with your arms wrapped around yourself in a desperate attempt for warmth, watching as your breath clouded in the cold. Your ride was late. Actually, correction; your ride had forgotten they even were your ride. Frankly, you couldn’t blame him for it.

You and Jonathan weren’t exactly friends to begin with. It wasn’t that you hated each other it was just… acquaintances suited the two of you best. If it wasn’t for your mother always trying to push you two together, you questioned the fact that you two would even talk to each other at all. Not to mention, you wouldn’t have been in this mess right now, either. Regardless of how many times you objected this to your mother and insisted that he’d rather be with someone like Nancy, her and Ms. Byers both insisted that Jonathan driving you to school in the winter was simply the best decision, even though you had your own car. Ms. Byers called it being “safe,” while you mother hoped it would “spark something.”

Yet here you were, resorting to sitting on the sidewalk of the Hawkins High School parking lot defeatedly. To say that you were only a little upset over your current situation was an understatement. Maybe it was the cold, or the fact that this was the third time this has happened this week, but you were on the verge of tears. Instead of doing what you did the last two times and walking home, you figured if you sat here longer enough either one of two things would happen. A.) You’d freeze to death, or B.) Someone would realize you were gone and come get you.

But before another numbing thought could slip into your mind, a car pulled up near where you were sat as the driver slowly rolled the window down.

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alcibiadies  asked:

I was trying to own a dog under fifty pounds!! We know both of her parents!! They are both right around fifty pounds!!! but guess what. She's four months old and forty lbs and her paws are already the same size as the 80 lb mastiff/lab already filling our 900 sq ft apartment's Big Dog quota... I started following you the same week we got her... so id like to know if you somehow cursed me.. If u did it didn't work I still love her.

What curse? GIANT PUPPY IS GIANT BLESSING. though you may need to be hitting up the dog park a little more often now.  Do you have pictures on your puppies?

I do have a theory though:Mazel, who was about 100lbs, was content with about hald a cushion on the couch.  Cody, who was about 75lbs needed a whole cushion. Charlie, who is 51.3 lbs and the smallest do I’ve ever owned, sleeps on an average of 2&½ couch cusions.  The smaller the dog, the more couch they take up, so with your two 80lb-ers, you should still have a middle couch cushion to enjoy!

Jessie’s Girl

Originally posted by scheggiadivetro

Pairing: Mike Wheeler x Reader

Request: “ITS SO SAD OMFG! PART 2???”

“I love the angst, id love it if you did a part two x”

“Part 2 please omfg my heart hurts”

“Chasing pavements part 2?

“Part 2 of chasing pavements? Jsjsjsjsjs hmmmm maybe the reader gets sad and Dustin decides to ask her to dance because he knows what’s going on and make her laugh. Not romantic or anything. Just plain babies having fun?🐳”

Summary: Dustin cheered (Y/N) up after Eleven’s arrival at the ball, but he also managed to make someone jealous.

Word count: 1.507

Posted: 23rd of November 2017

A/N: OMG GUYS! I am so overwhelmed for the comments that I have received. I really thank you for appreciating my work and nothing’s better than reading positive comments after a long and tiring day at school.

Anyway, part 2 is about Dustin and the reader, but I put Mike in the description because I wanted to put the imagine under Mike’s section in my masterlist. I also used Jessie’s Girl as my inspiration in this, so yeah! Please let me know what you think of it and, eventually, tell me if you want the third part, I would write it without any problems.

Thank you so much, guys! I love you so much. x

- G. x

Link: Chasing Pavements (Part 1); Jealous (Part 3); Can’t Fight This Feeling (Part 4)

After seeing your loved one dance to the rhythm of a love song with someone else, you felt your chest tightening and your eyes stinging. Mike and Eleven seemed so happy, showing blithe wide smiles on their faces. You were in a deep pain, because who wouldn’t? Mike was your first in different ways: best friend, crush, love and, sadly, heartbreak too. You couldn’t accept your situation, but you were also no one to ruin someone else’s happiness, so you preferred to keep your agony to yourself.

“Milady,” You carelessly wiped your glossy wet eyes as a cute and jolly Dustin popped up in front of you. You quickly flashed him a wide fake smile, but you knew that he has already noticed everything. He was your best friend too and, just like Mike, he knew how to recognize the different types of your smiles. “may I have this dance?”

“Of course, gentleman!” You playfully winked at him, shaking your thoughts and Mike off your head. It would be unfair to Dustin if you thought of Mike while dancing with him. Also, that would be rude.

Dustin grabbed your hand as he helped you to stand up from your chair, leaving your party’s table empty once again. You both headed to the dance floor, still holding each other’s hands.

“(Y/N)?” Dustin mumbled shyly. “I have a problem.”

“What is it?” You worriedly asked as you tried to detach your brain from Mike and Eleven, who were slow-dancing few metres away from you and Dustin. You couldn’t see them though, because they were behind you.

“I don’t know how to dance.” He rubbed the back of his neck with his hands as he gave you an uncomfortable smile, obviously embarrassed. You burst into a loud laughter, catching some of the people’s attention. Your friends, except Mike, shook their heads playfully as they thought that maybe Dustin has said something stupid, since it was his habit.

“Here.” You grabbed his other hand and you rested them on your waist. “Then we just sway to the song’s beat.” You stated as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. You slowly moved your body and Dustin followed you.

There was a comfortable atmosphere between you and Dustin. He was a dorky, but also an empathetic kid. He was a great observer too. In fact, he was aware of what has happened between you and Mike. He could read your mind too and he had the capacity of putting himself on someone else’s shoes, this time they were your shoes.

“Who’s the girl with the ginger coloured hair?” You corrugated your forehead as you curiously blurted the question out. You needed to distract yourself, that was why you took advantage of the situation to clear some things in your head.

“Oh,” He glanced at the girl that you were referring to and you smiled at her when she noticed your gaze. “she’s Max, Lucas’ girlfriend.” He faced you once again as he answered your question. You nodded your head in response and you tried to catch Lucas’ happy eyes.

“He’s growing up too fast!” You pouted in disappointment and you faked a cry, pretending to be melancholically nostalgic. Lucas was a sweetheart and he has always protected you from the bullies, being the courageous kid that he was.

He laughed out of nowhere and he murmured you something. “I liked her too, but I think that she was happier with Lucas.”

“Aw, Dusty. You will find someone better!” You caressed his cheek with your thumb as you felt sad for him. He smiled at you, but shrugged his shoulders. You then looked at Will, catching his big brown orbs. “And Will? Is he fine?” You worriedly questioned and Dustin’s eyes were suddenly filled with fear, you assumed that it was because of the Mind Flayer that Mike has mentioned earlier, and sadness. He cared about his friends a lot and you knew that he was afraid too.

“He’s getting a lot better now,” Dustin quietly answered and you unleashed a long and deep sigh. You wanted to be by your friends’ side in times of need, but you missed the chance. You felt guilty as you knew that they needed you. “thankfully.”

“Luckily!” You sighed in relief. “I missed you all, did you know that?” You sweetly chimed, trying not to hum to the song that was playing while you talked to your best friend.

“We missed you too, (Y/N),” Your heart melted at his statement, but you noticed that his eyes were focused to someone else. A grin was slowly forming on his face as he noticed something unbelievable was happening behind your back. “mostly Mike.”

“Eleven is back too.” You murmured and you noticed that he tightened his grip on your waist. You completely ignored the extra information that he gave you. He was shocked that you brought out the argument, so he quickly focused his gaze on you, letting the smirk fall back.

“As it seems, (Y/N).” Dustin sighed, feeling bad for not telling you earlier. “I’m sorry.”

“I can’t control Mike’s feelings, Dustin.” You downheartedly smiled and a comfortable silence was quickly built between the two of you. “I can’t tell him who to love or not. I am just his best friend, not his heart.”

“I know, but nothing is impossible. Right?” He hopefully cheered you up, flickering his eyes between you and the someone else who he kept on looking at. You chose to ignore his gestures as you thought that boys could be stupid and crazy sometimes.

Your conversation quickly died as the topic went to Mike and Eleven. You knew that your friends were sorry, mostly because they wanted you to be happy. Obviously, you were all young and you thought about nothing but happiness.

“I really missed a lot of things in these months, didn’t I?” You giggled as you tried to start your conversation once again, finally letting go of the topic about Mike and Eleven.

“You did!” Dustin smirked once again as he thought of something dorky to make you smile. “In fact, I have them now!” He smiled widely to show you his brightly white teeth and you have just noticed that he already had the complete set.

“Oh my God,” You excitedly exclaimed. “you have teeth!” You remembered when Troy used to call Dustin toothless. What were you saying, Troy?

“Crazy, right?” He loudly laughed. “And do you think that you could just miss these pearls?” He cheekily purred in the middle of your slow and sweet dance, making you laugh out loud. He was an idiot, but you couldn’t deny that you loved it.

“You’re such a dork, Henderson!” You shook your head in disbelief with a big smile on your face. He was trying to make you laugh, but he has always been successful in doing it, even without trying hardly.

“I know.” He proudly agreed. “And remember Steve Harrington?”

“Of course. What’s with him?” Your eyebrows were knitted together, questioning yourself why someone like him was involved in your friends’ adventurous problem.

“He helped me with the demo-dogs.” He widely smiled at the thought of his new friend. “That son of a bitch is so cool!”

“You and Lucas used to call him a douchebag.” You nonchalantly remembered him, but he just let it go, making you laugh once again. He was a little incoherent, but maybe people has changed while you were gone.

“Are you feeling better?” Dustin worriedly questioned you, completely changing the argument as he hoped that he made you feel better somehow.

“I am, Dusty.” You nodded to thank him. “Thank you so much.”

“It’s always a pleasure, (Y/N).” He shook his head with a great smile on his face. “A best friend is someone that you’d do anything for.”

He honestly was grateful, because he made his best friend laugh with his dorky actions. He tried to make you happy even though you were oblivious of the stinging death glares that he received from someone that stood behind you.

Dustin stayed by your side and tried to fix your broken heart, but little did you know that someone else’s heart was breaking into little pieces too: slowly, but then all at once, right after you gave Dustin a quick kiss on his cheek and pulled him tightly into a warm hug to thank him endlessly. He wrapped his arms around your waist to embrace you back without any malice, but the people that surrounded you thought that he finally conquered the girl of his dreams.

Everybody shouted and cheered for you and Dustin, making you both blush in embarrassment and awkwardness. You sheepishly smiled at everyone and something strange quickly caught your gaze.  

Dustin was a good friend of his, but something suddenly changed and it wasn’t that hard to define: his best friend has just got a girl and he wanted to make her his.

In fact, everybody cheered for them, except one. The one.

Loki falling in Love with you would include...
  • I’m sure we all agree upon the fact that dating Loki would be something else!
  • You taking over his life took him out of nowhere.
  • Actually, you hit him like a train. He would have had a thing for you since he first saw you but did not admit anything to himself for a long long time.
  • But he was totally lost, like no choice at all,  he fell head over heels for you.
  • He’d be the person to actually court you for real, like a real gentleman (or Prince bc he IS actually one).
  • The first time he finally showed you his frost giant form he was super insecure and basically thought you’d either run away or hate him.
  • He definitely has a thing for emerald green clothing on you, especially velvet.
  • Because of his, well burden I guess, he actually has the worst Insomnia (sleeplessness) and would only sleep well with you by his side.
  • Which basically was the reason you got so close in the first place.
  • Let’s say your sleeping manners are a little of too bc of all the books and TV-shows, which is why you’d always hear Loki sneaking around the Avengers tower (Let’s just assume y’all live in the Avengers tower and Thor brought Loki).
  • Originally you totally wanted to find out what evil plan Loki was plotting at night but he was just making himself tea or was reading a book or was trying to desperately turn on the magic object that was called human television.
  • Basically, you go bored with your spying and just decided to join him and invite him to chill in your room ‘cause its obvsly more comfortable.
  • You always passed away around 3 AM and Loki would watch you sleep and think about how awesome his life would be with you in it.
  • While you were convinced that he put you right into the friend zone, you did not know how mistaken you were. I mean how can you not have a thing for prince charming?!
  • Bc his little crush from watching you from the distance grew bigger and bigger the more often he saw you.
  • He needed to try so hard to not touch your cheek when you napped with a book on your lap or try to not faint by smelling your cologne every time you moved next to him on the couch.
  • BUT: there was this one time Loki was as comfortable around you as to fall asleep instantly, which resulted in you longingly watching him for straight up half an hour…
  • Until he opened one of his eyes to catch you staring at him with lust.
  • You totally tried to put it off but could not not blush and stammer stupid things.
  • He knew. Straight up. And was now able to swallow his insecurities and confess to you at 5 AM, the sky exploding into reds as the sun rose again to climb the sky of New York.
  • And that did lead into a grand make out session, just saying…