I don’t even watch Skam but fuck i’m forever grateful that they let teenagers look like teenagers, with acne and everything like??? Everything isn’t polished to unrealistic perfection and that’s refreshing as fuck
Merman prince Alfred from a USUK au I thought of with @mi-chan4649. Arthur is a wandering kleptomaniac merman commoner who has become very good at stealing expensive valuables from wealthier merfolk. He likes to wear his stolen items and often lies about his social status wherever he goes. Alfred is a prince from another kingdom who is betrothed to the prince of Arthur’s birth kingdom, and he mistakes Arthur for the prince that he is to marry. Arthur rolls with it for as long as he can, going into it for the money, but they both find themselves falling in love with each other along the way. Arthur’s gotten himself into quite the mess.
The accompanying piece of Arthur by Mi can be found here. Check it out!
Imagine being costars with Jensen Ackles and Chris Evans and great friends and they are both very jealous of each other.
“So I thought that maybe some Marvel would be nice but-” Jensen stopped himself as soon as he saw you, proceeding to let out a heavy sigh “Really?”
“What?” you mumbled, glancing at him for only a split second but your attention didn’t stay for long on him as your phone buzzed with yet another message.
“What what?” he huffed, slumping next to you on the couch “And then you ask why I prefer DC.” he grumbled and you smirked at him, still typing.
“You prefer DC because you are a huge batman fan.” you said but he rolled his eyes.
“No I prefer DC because Captain America is Captain Jackass.” he grumbled, eyes focusing on the TV screen; stuffing a good amount of pop corn in his face “Besides you’re both a Marvel and DC fan yourself, why does it matter?”
You paused for a moment, turning your head softly and raising an eyebrow with a smirk “What was that Ackles? Is it jealousy I hear in your voice or-” he cut you off by scoffing but only made you smile more.
“As if! Need I remind you I had been asked for the role but denied for Supernatural?” he said but avoided looking you in the eyes and you bit your lower lip.
“I’m not talking about the role but the actor, Jensen.” you bit your lip to keep yourself from grinning even more.
“He’d wish! I’d like to watch Evans try to take down a wendigo first!” he rolled his eyes and you hummed in agreement.
“He’s taken down much worse but- that’s no the point here.”
“No.” he spoke up before you could continue “The point is that he can’t keep his hands to himself even when you are on the red carpet. What the hell is even wrong with him? Kiss you like that in front of so many people?!” his voice rose an octave and you would have laughed at how squeaky it actually sounded.
“He just kissed me on the cheek!” you exclaimed “You’ve done that numerous times!” you giggled as he shrugged.
“Yeah but I’ve known you for over eleven years!” he said as if that somehow was a valid enough reason but truth was he was trying to find anything he could to defend himself and not let it show that his jealousy was making him irrational.
“And he does for almost five! But we both know that’s not the problem here Ackles.” you smirked “Spill it Jens!”
“There is nothing to spill but I at least am allowed to: we are dating!”
“On the show.” you pointed out with a giggle but you couldn’t stop the flutter of your heart at the way he said it.
“Doesn’t matter, I still am more allowed to touch you like that than him!”
“Who knows- maybe there will be a scene with him in the new Avengers and he will have every right to!”
“Hell no!” he exclaimed “I need to talk with the writers!”
“J!” you giggled “Come on just admit it: you’re jealous because he flirts with me a lot.”
“I’m not jealous I am just… curious, and worried mostly. I mean all this fucking flirting yes is worrying and the fucking texts! Doesn’t he have anything else to do?”
“Well, he could always do me if you want.” you shrugged and he sht you a death glare.
“He’s not relationship material, (Y/n), and-”
“I didn’t say I had a relationship in mind but now that you mention it-” you shrugged and his eyes all-but-widened as he stared at you as if you had just grown a second head. You couldn’t deny it was the most adorable sight you’ve ever seen.
“What?!” he shrieked and you couldn’t help but burst into laughter at his expression. Never had you thought that a movie night with your costar, and you’ve had plenty of them before, would end up like this.
You opened your mouth to speak but the doorbell ringing cut you off. Jensen raised an eyebrow and you bit your lower lip. You’ve had had movie nights with only Jensen in the past but there had been times when someone would join, usually Robert Downey Jr or Jared and Misha, but Jensen didn’t have a single problem then because, well, they didn’t really flirt with you and actually mean it. This time though-
“Hey!” a bright smile spread on Chris’ face as soon as he saw you and you grinned at your friend. You didn’t even dare glance behind you to see the expression on Jensen’s face, you knew very well what that was.
“Chris hey!” you hugged him as you let him inside and guided him to the living room.
“You didn’t tell me you were coming.”
“Wanted to surprise my girl.” he kissed your cheek and you smiled when he wrapped his arms around you “I need to live up to my promises right?”
“Well such a shame you won’t be able to keep them tonight, Captain.” Dean’s voice held a kind of satisfaction mixed with annoyance you had not seen before.
“Jensen hey!” Chris smiled nonetheless, he loved annoying your costar a little more than he let it show but you could clearly tell “Good to see you here.” he extended his hand and Jensen shook it, maybe a little too strongly but you couldn’t say Chris was one to get intimidated by a handshake like that; not with the kind of muscles he’d built.
“Is it?” Jensen asked in a way that reminded you so much of Dean “Becaue you don’t seem all that happy about it Evans.”
“Oh you know, can’t really reenact every scene from Fifty shades of Grey with my girl with people in the house.” he made a face and you giggled at how for a split second you could see Jensen actually believe him.
“Yeah maybe you should go for Darker, mis America because your girl has already been through that. But I’ll tell you have a lot to live up to, considering what I did with her, so we don’t blame you if you can satisf-”
“Alright!” you exclaimed, cutting him off before he could get into more detail “Boys, enough will you?”
“Oh but we didn’t get started yet, (Y/n).” Jensen said, eyes not leaving Chris.
“True, but I guess this time I should take it easier. Hey, Jensen how does it feel to be so old and still hunting monsters? It’s a surprise how you’re nearly the same age as-”
“Chris!” you exclaimed, your eyes widening as he only shrugged.
“It’s ok, (Y/n/n), what can I say? It’s hard for little boys like you to understand lots of things, including what a woman needs. Tell me Chris, they chose you to play Captain America because you relate with him on the virgin part right?”
You almost choked on thin air, never had the two of them taken it this far. Usually you enjoyed their small ‘fights’ because they looked both so jealous of each other it was almost entertaining but certainly flattering. While now, well, this wasn’t PG rated anymore and it would definitely get worse.
“And you for Dean to know how it is to wear- what was it? Girl panties? Oh yeah, that was it.” Chris said with an easy smirk and you would have snickered if you didn’t see the look on Jensen’s face. You couldn’t imagine what was to come next but it was no good so you spoke up.
“Ok guys, enough with the greetings: I’m going to melt from all the love you show each other.” you breathed out, rolling your eyes “Chris, we were having a movie night. If you’d like to join-”
“Oh I’d love to join!” Chris said with a wide smile but you saw the glare he shot at the older man and you rolled your eyes. Of course he would and of course Jensen would have that sly Dean smirk on.
Te libero de mí, de mis males, de mi malgenio, de los domingos por la tarde en donde nunca puedo más, del odio a mis cumpleaños, de no saber cómo hacer para regalarte algo que no pierdas. Te libero de mi desengaño, de tu karma, de mis novedades, de la contradicción que represento. Te libero de mis llamadas que te saben a autocompasión, de mis enredos, de mi cabello suelto, largo, sin peinar. Te libero de mi consciencia, del desconcierto a fin de mes, de la caída, de la llegada, de mi huida inevitable. Te dejo libre para que me dejes, para que me veas de lejos y me quieras, menos