Can we as a society stop pretending that Henry VIII was in love with Anne Boleyn or any other of his wives, for that matter? Dude didn’t hesitate to have her killed and didn’t even know the meaning of love. If we keep doing this kind of shit, we may aswell start saying that the men who hit and abuse their wives do actually love them, because honestly, it’s the same.
It happens a lot sooner than Jesper thought possible; he doesn’t expect it to happen at all. Servants. Someone at his beck and call, not lifting a finger. It’s the one of the few things he’s been dreaming of, every time he’s at the tables, after every job.
But Jesper doesn’t remember a time when he hasn’t done something with his own hands. And honestly, there’s a voice in the back of his mind that sounds suspiciously like his father, about taking care of himself.
He likes it, though. Not worrying about where his next meal is going to come from. Not worrying about picking up after himself.
Wylan glances up at him through his lashes, head tilting back as Jasper leans over him. The music stops playing, which is almost a shame.
“You’ve got a funny look on your face,” Wylan points out.
Jesper’s mouth twists into a smirk. “I do?”
A faint blush immediately blooms on the merchling’s face. He hopes that it never stops happening, that in same way he can always make Wylan turn pink, regardless of how much time passes. It’s a feeling that hits him immediately and sits restlessly in his chest. Jesper can’t decide if he likes it or if he’s going crazy.
“Well now it’s worse,” Wylan mutters. Still, he leans back against Jesper’s legs.
Are they too young to feel this secure? This happy? Is it selfish of him to be happy when he thinks about Nina? When he wonders about the future of Inej and Kaz?
Oh well, Jesper thinks as he leans down, his lips brushing against Wylan’s forehead, against stray curls that haven’t learned about the way gravity works yet. He is a pretty selfish man.
“I had an idea.”
Wylan’s face twists, nose wrinkling, eyes squinting at Jesper. “I don’t know if I should like the sound of that or not.”
“You can follow Kaz’s ideas but mine make you question everything?”
Wylan moves away from Jesper long enough to turn around on the bench, facing him now. “That’s not what I said!” His faintly pink face flushes somewhat darker.
“I’m kidding,” Jesper tells him with a laugh. He grins brightly as Wylan visibly relaxes.
Taking Wylan’s hand, he tugs the boy to his feet easily enough. it’s automatic now, the way Wylan’s fingers slide against Jesper’s, entwining the two of them together. They fit the way they’re supposed to, the way they want them to.
“I’m hungry,” is all Jesper says as he walks them toward the kitchen.
“Should I tell the cook to–”
“No. I want us to make dinner.”
Jesper likes the idea of servants and money and not being afraid anymore. He just can’t shake the idea that he’s supposed to stay idle after years of movement.
And besides that, he remembers his parents in the kitchen, the way they danced around each other, in sync, creating.
i woke up this morning and was like wow s/l? canon .. walked to class after crammin for exam? s/l canon. sitting n eating eggs out of the frying pan. i cant believe it’s canon. making coffee at 3 in the afternoon on the verge of collapse? wow can you believe shitty knight and lardo duan are canon. trying to work while my roommate watches friends real loud ?? they’re !!canon !!joey !!!
I'm so scared Zalfie are going to break up next, all my OTPs broke up in the last year and a half and even though zalfie has nothing to do with those other relationships, it still makes me scared.
Honestly I wanted to say “no it will never happen” but it’s scary to think we don’t really know anything about their relationship, we only know seconds that we see on videos, we don’t know what the future holds, let’s just pray for the best for them.
concept: blurr getting all protective of his smol bf whenever someone implies that he could do so much better than a lying, cheating decepticon
Blurr, of course, has so much better than a lying, cheating Decepticon.
Swindle is hardly without his problems and he definitely earned his reputation as a scoundrel, but Blurr also knows all these other sides of him that he doesn’t readily present to the world.
Because it’s not the lying, cheating Swindle he fell in love with.
It’s the Swindle who helps him with his sloppy bookkeeping at the bar and encourages him to make smart business choices.
It’s the Swindle who frets and worries about his precious few friends – his friends that he can barely even admit he cares for.
It’s the Swindle who becomes so inarticulate and tongue-tied when he’s speaking plainly and honestly that he can barely get the words out.
It’s the Swindle who’s intelligent and thoughtful, not just clever and scheming.
It’s the Swindle who may cheat and lie and drive a hard bargain, but who also has a weird sense of honor about people in the service industry getting a fair pay – Because they work hard and deserve compensation.
It’s the Swindle who loves to have the best of everything and strives to give Blurr the life he deserves.
It’s the Swindle who’s scared that he can never have the best -never even have enough- because he started life with nothing in a corrupted society that didn’t care enough for the poor and hungry.
It’s this softer, real Swindle that Blurr loves….And other people? They don’t even know the real Swindle, so hell yeah, he gets really, really defensive when people trash talk his partner.
Me: sign me the FUCK up 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my selｆ 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠＯOOＯOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good
Me: do NOT sign me the FUCK up 👎👀👎👀👎👀👎👀👎👀 bad shit ba̷̶ ԁ sHit 👎 thats ❌ some bad 👎👎shit right 👎👎 th 👎 ere 👎👎👎 right ❌ there ❌ ❌ if i do ƽaү so my selｆ🚫 i say so 🚫 thats not what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) aHHHHH 🚫 👎 👎👎НO0ОଠＯOOＯOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ 👎 👎👎 👎 🚫 👎 👀 👀 👀 👎👎Bad shit