★ “Stop talking. I will win. That’s… what heroes do.” | “So I’m going to be a hero. I’ll make that money… So that my mom and dad can have easier lives!” ★ ↳ Katsuki & Ochako | ♥ Brave Heroes♥ | Requested by anon o(〃＾▽＾〃)o ♥♥♥♥
I’m not even through the last half of these FE requests but like dammit I can’t turn down a request to draw Space Mom + Space Daddy, can I?
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‘Please do a Jason Blossom imagine!! I really love him as a character!! Anything, maybe just flashbacks of the reader and him before he died or something!’
‘42 and 46 with Jason Blossom’
42: ‘Stop being so cute.’
46: ‘It was a joke, baby. I swear.
(This took me all day and it’s still not a long as I would like it. But I like I did pretty well on it)
Jason couldn’t help but smile in admiration as you ran and twirled in the field of flowers and grass. It took you a couple minutes to realize that he wasn’t following you anymore. When you looked back to see why he wasn’t following, you saw him just staring at you with a smile on his face. To anyone else, it would have been weird or creepy, but to you, seeing Jason smile filled you with a sense of warmth only he can elicite. After a couple seconds, he noticed you had stopped and was staring back at him. This caused him to smile even broader and start walking towards you.
“What are you doing?” you ask Jason as he caught up to you, putting his arm around you and continued walking with you. “Just staring at you.” He said gazing into your eyes. “You know, you have to stop being so cute.” He said occasionally looking up from you, the smile never leaving his face. “I’m not willing to share you with anyone else.” He continued, as he leans down to kiss you once he was finished talking.
You and Jason kept walking in silence until you guys reached Sweet Water River before deciding to walk back into town. Unable to stop grinning at each other.
There was no doubt about it. He fucked up and you were angry. Jason thought it would be funny to put a large spider in your locker. As soon as you saw the football team laughing at the scream you let out, you started to power-walk towards the front of the school. Before you got to the front door, Jason started chasing you, calling for you.
“Babe, please, stop” He called after you, following you through the crowd of teenagers. This just prompted you to walk faster. Finally, he caught up to you just as you were exiting to school. “It was a joke, Baby. I swear” he claimed grabbing your elbow.
“A joke? You think that is a joke?” you hiss at him. “You know that I hate spiders more then anything” you said to him. “Babe, let me explain,” Jason says, looking into your eyes. “You have been kinda distant lately, so I wanted to scare you so you would need me.” Jason explains with a look of guilt on his face. You’re conflicted by his addmission. You felt disappointed, because he could have talked to you instead of scaring you. But you also felt skeptical if he was telling you the truth. But overall, you felt remorse because you hadn’t intended to neglect Jason the past week.
Deciding to forgive him this time, you wrapped your arms around his waist. ”I’m sorry,” you said to him once you let him go, “I didn’t realize what I was doing.” You tell him.
“It’s ok,” Jason coos as he cups your cheek with his hand, “I’ll forgive you, this time,” he continued with a smirk. “But next time, there will be consequences.” He finished with a joking smile, causing you to laugh.
It’s memories like these that you want to forget the most. They only make you miss him more. But at the same time, you never want to forget. Because you will never love someone as much as you loved Jason. But someone took that love away from you that morning on July 4th at Sweet Water River.
Whenever the team goes to Starbucks, Mallory Pugh convinces every one of her team moms to buy her something different, since they’re all wrapped around her finger. The baristas can’t help but remark on how young she is, but she can’t hear them over all her success.
“No. No. No.” Jensen’s breathing becomes heavy and ragged as his hands begin to shake. He squints his eyes rereading the panic inducing text on his iPhone. This can’t be happening to him.
Abandoning any and all sense of calm, Jensen flies out of his place and bolts down three flights of stairs to your door. Thank fucking god you both live in the same apartment building. There’s absolutely no way he’d be able to operate a motor vehicle right now.
Jensen strongly attempts to relax his body and mind, he needs to be smart about this. Maybe this is just a big fucking misunderstanding. Maybe his hope for the future isn’t shot to all hell. And maybe, just maybe his heart isn’t officially crushed beyond repair.
“Jensen? Hey…what’s up?” He suddenly freezes, registering that you’re now standing in front of him. How the hell did that happen? He doesn’t even remember knocking on your door. Shit.