I’m beginning to think only, like, 70% of the reason I love Shidge is because they’re my two favs and they would be so so sweet together it would rot your teeth. The other 30% is just spite. Pure “Fuck you, I do what I want” spite that rose from the ashes of people denouncing Shidge after the age reveal last year. Honestly I think that fits both Shiro and Pidge pretty well and I believe that it’s a beautiful shipper origin story.
let it happen - tame impala - international feel - todd rundgren - taken for a ride - tally hall -best friend - foster the people - touch tone telephone - lemon demon - infinitesimal - mother mother - the blue wrath - i monster - when he died - lemon demon - never meant to know - tally hall -goats in trees - foster the people -tessellate - alt j - swim and sleep (like a shark) - umo - fix it together - fleece - nothing that has happened so far has been anything we could control - tame impala - two weeks - grizzly bear -daydream in blue - i monster - on my mind - fleece - constants are changing - boards of canada
okay so i don't have a complete prompt or anything but could you write something really fluffy and really sweet? can just be a little blurb, i don't care. i've just been reading so much angst lately it's lowkey making me depressed. so idk something cute with maybe harry's family it as well? could be something as simple as meeting his family for the first time(: thank you love you're the best
In which Harry soothes your nerves about meeting his family.
You’ve been up for hours, since long before the sun rose, making yourself busy, straightening up around the flat. When you and Harry made plans to have his family over for dinner, your heart had jumped in your chest, just as it has every time the thought of tonight has slipped into your mind since. Today, however, there is a constant thrumming, an uncomfortable, jittery feeling that makes your hands shake and your head dizzy.
You shriek when you feel arms wrap around your waist, doubling over and away from the warm body behind you.
“Oi!” Harry pulls you back into his chest, locking you in his hold and pressing a gentle kiss to your hair. “’S jus’ me, Y/N, chill out.”
“Sorry,” you whisper, attempting to catch your breath.
“Are yeh all righ’?” He loosens his arms and allows you to turn around. “Can feel your heart beatin’ through your back.”
“I’m fine.” You slip out of his arms and return to the dishes you’d been washing, scrubbing at a plate until your fingers begin to ache. You don’t even realize Harry’s left the room until he returns and you feel his presence in the doorway.
“Love, how long yeh been up?”
You glance over at him where he’s leaned against a wall with his arms crossed over his chest, crease formed between his eyebrows. His eyes are curious, watching you closely.
“A while,” you answer quietly, turning back to the sink and rinsing the plate in your hands and setting it off to the side for drying.
“Baby.” He says it with a sigh. You dry your hands off and turn to face him.
“Yeh’ve cleaned the whole place.” He steps toward you and smooths his thumb over your forehead, pressing out the lines that have set in there. “Yeh nervous, angel?”
Your gaze falls to his feet, socked and cozy against the kitchen floor. You heart had begun to calm, but now it picks up speed again as thoughts of tonight flood your mind once more.
“Oi, look a’ me.” He pinches your chin between his thumb and forefinger to lift your head, staring down straight into your eyes. Your chest warms, heart lifting again, but this time not with nerves. “’S gonna be fine. They’re gonna love yeh, everythin’ about yeh.”
“You don’t know that.”
“Do, too. They’re gonna love yeh b’cause I love yeh, and b’cause yeh have exactly no flaws fo’ ‘em to pick out.”
Harry’s lips slot gently over yours in a kiss that you can feel in every nerve, soothing you with all of the confidence he feels. His hands cup your jaw and he presses his forehead to yours after a moment, freshly brushed breath fanning over your face. You take a deep breath, hands closing around the sides of his loose t-shirt.
“Yeh’ll be jus’ fine. Migh’ even have some fun.” He rubs his thumbs back and forth along your cheeks, nudging your nose with his. You’re amazed at how easily just a few touches and some words from him can put your mind at ease.
“I’ll even hold your hand under the table ‘f yeh need me to.”
You giggle at him and he grins, pecking your lips again.
No, actually, I think one of the lovely things about them is the fact that it is platonic, and they’re mates, and Eggsy doesn’t just see her as someone who’s gorgeous. He recognises that she has integrity and is a lovely person, and that she’s fierce. And strong, and able, and capable – Taron Egerton.
Anon: Hiiii! I was wondering if you could do like a super fluffy Erik Lehnsherr
fic please? Maybe where they’re like cuddling on the couch after training with
Charles or something? Thank you! :)
“Hey, I’ve been looking for you.”
You looked over at Erik, he was sitting on the
couch with a book in his hand and a metal cup hovering just next to him.
just recently got into the flash and legend of tomorrow n im having a crush on leonard snart/captain cold so can i pls request a snart/reader fic pls? where reader is with team flash but she has a thing for captain cold and snart himself is fond of her because he thinks she’s adorable? pls?
Being part of The Flash team was indeed cool in your eyes, you’d help with either tending to Barry’s wounds or would help with finding others for ‘The Flash’ to take care of.
Though lately he had been facing off someone that went by the name of Captain Cold.
You knew it was a bad idea to like the enemy but you couldn’t really help yourself, he was indeed cute and every time you actually got a chance to look at him you’d feel nervous and look away.
But there was one thing you didn’t know yourself, and that was of the fact that a certain someone that enjoyed ice had his eyes on you as well.
Leonard actually considered you cute, or even pretty much adorable. Something about you sparked his interest in you for sure.
Course he’d be telling you that the next time you’d meet, and that was a lot sooner then you’d actually thought.
“Well got anything on any meta-humans?” Barry asked. “We don’t just yet.” You sighed and typed away.
But like always one would always show up, when one did the day went by with helping Barry suggest a way to defeat the meta-human attacking him. Course sometimes he lost but the next time you guys would make sure he’d win by searching up the one he fought and finding a solution to it all.
“Well I guess that’s it for one day huh?” You sighed stretching your arms up. “Yeah time to hit the sack.” Cisco commented.
Sending a smile over at your friend you grabbed your jacket and bag, pulling it over your shoulder you waved and said your goodbyes to them telling the others you’d see them tomorrow.
As you walked home since it was rather late at some point one guy came around and tried a few things here and there on you but was interrupted with being frozen.
“Leonard?” You asked. “The one and only.” He smirked. “Why save me? Aren’t you what…some..” You started. “Villain? Hmm funny you should say that.” He started as well. “Not what I meant…” You sighed. “Well you can’t expect me to allow such a guy to attack a cute girl now.” He said bluntly.
Cute? Whoa wait! He just called you cute! A blush appeared on your cheeks as you looked away. It only grew when you heard him say the next few words as he must of noticed your red face rather quickly.
“Your adorable.” He commented with a small chuckle.
It didn’t help with the fact you had a total crush on the guy, and this little meet up only made your feelings for this guy become worse. You just hoped you could hide it so that your friends wouldn’t be able to notice.
But with the fact that whenever his name came up into a conversation you still acted all shy and weird. So even now you’d have to get used to hearing about him a lot and hide your ‘secret crush’ a bit better.
And that all that said Leonard actually walked you half-way home in case any other men decided to go after you again which you didn’t really understand why he would do anything like that for you at all.
Then again in your eyes this guy was just as good as you knew he could be but was always caught up with trouble.
||A/N: Ahh and I made a come back! Sorry for the long wait. Anyway! Forgive me if he’s not in character its actually been a while since I’ve watched Legends Of Tomorrow and also The Flash so bare with me here please..also please do forgive me that it’s short…but in the end I still hope you like it!||
Summary: In the aftermath of your choice at Summerslam, you have to move on with your life. But once a secret is revealed, what’s next for you?
The next morning, you sat up against the headboard, the full
effects of last night’s choices now hitting you. You literally turned you back
on your older brother for Finn Balor.
You loved Seth. Seth was your big brother and now you were
wondering if you made a rash decision last night. You still believed that Seth
should’ve earned that championship on his own…but wasn’t it hypocritical of
saying that about Seth and then interfering and helping Finn?
But you loved Finn as well. Sure you haven’t told him but
you don’t want to scare him off so early. She truly believed in her heart that
Finn deserved to be Universal Champ. Coming to think of it, what’s to say Seth
wouldn’t have found another way to cheat and win?
No. You did the right thing helping Finn…right?
Well, either way, you knew that after last night there was
no way Seth was going to forgive you for what you did. You chose someone else
over your own flesh and blood…you couldn’t blame him but at the same time, it
But you had to live with the decision you made. You can’t
change the past.
At least you had Finn. That counted for something.
I feel like every Persona 4 fan has their own thoughts about Souji’s shadow, and while I have a couple of different theories and opinions on the matter, my personal favorite is that Souji does, in fact, have a shadow, but it refuses to manifest.
A lot of shadow!souji’s are condescending and snide - frustrated with Souji’s friends for their dependance on him even as it despairs of losing them - but I prefer the idea that Souji, at his core, refuses to be an imposition.
He doesn’t open up to his friends or burden them with his problems, because he is too scared of appearing troublesome or problematic. He is afraid that the team will give him up as a bad investment.
So, Souji’s shadow never appears, because it refuses to bother the Investigation Team. Because of this, Souji has never gotten the chance to accept it.
Hell, Souji’s shadow might be downright helpful. Anything to make sure that the group doesn’t abandon its leader.
Long story short, I once wanted to write a fic about how Izanagi was simply Souji’s shadow in disguise, watching and waiting until everyone was safe, secure and happy before it made its presence know.
On an unrelated note, it has been a long time since I last painted in this style, and I missed it. This was fun.