I like how Eren’s all worried and sweating about everyone and the cleaning that needs to be done; just to satisfy Levi. It’s like everyone is all like, “Idgaf about that dumb ass shit” and Eren’s all “DO ALL OF YOUR GODAMN WORK SO LEVI CAN LOVE ME”
And then it turns out that it didn’t come out very clean and everyone’s just like “oh well” and Eren is like “shitshitdamnit i forgot all about the table oh lord jesus why please forgive me heichou”. I just like how he wants to make Heichou happy :)
oh lord jesus I should have known I would get misinterpreted like this. I don’t dislike the Herondales. but I don’t think it’s fair that they’re given sooo much importance in Cassie’s books while other families and characters go practically unnoticed. There are innumerable amounts of shadowhunter families out there, but we don’t get to learn about them because we’re still learning about the Herondales. Too much of a good thing, like mairasrelicario was explaining. And too much of the same thing, that it’s causing the books to become dull and repetitive imo.
Request where you are feeling very sad and grant does all these cheesy and fluffy things to try to make you feel better
I don’t know if this is specifically what you wanted but I was having a shit day and this is what I would want someone to do to me :)
I let out an angry
sigh, slamming my laptop close and resting my head in my hands,
fingers slowly massaging my temples in an attempt to get rid of the
headache that had been forming all day.
Y/N?” my boss joked, picking up the article I had finally finished
and looking it over.
groaned, dropping my head onto my computer. She laughed, letting out
a sound of approval before walking away to her office. I blindly
reached my hand into my handbag, searching for the packet of headache
tablets, groaning when I couldn’t find them.
“You ran out
yesterday,” a new voice piped up, making me lift my head to see my
bestfriend standing in the doorway with a new packet and a cup of tea
in her hand. I gave her a grateful smile, downing the tablets and
washing it down with a drink, slouching in my chair.
“This has to be
the worst day ever,” I grunted, resting my head on the back of my
chair, closing my eyes.
“Just go home
already,” she suggested, sitting down on the couch that she had
insisted on getting for my office. “You’re already ahead on the
articles and I’m sure Anna won’t mind.”
“But that means
going home to even more work,” I frowned, knowing that there was
bound to be a crap ton of clothes all over the bedroom floor since
Grant had only recently come back from filming.
“I’m sure Grant
will do it if you ask, he’s like boyfriend goals,” she laughed,
beginning to pack up my things for me.
incredibly lazy and tired,” I pointed out, downing the rest of my
steaming cup of tea, wincing slightly at the burn.
“Just tell him
you’re having a bad day and ask if he can just clean up a bit and
order some Chinese and just want Netflix for the rest of the day,”
she smiled, taking my hands in hers and lifting me up from my chair.
“Problem solved.” I rolled my eyes, taking my coat from her hands
and throwing it on, slinging my bag over my shoulder.
that’ll work,” I snorted, giving her a peck on the cheek and
rushing out the door. I poked my head into my bosses office, mouthing
at her that I was going, sighing in relief when she waved me off.
“I’m out peeps,”
I shouted through the halls, hearing several “byes” echo back to
me. I all but sprinted to the elevator, taking out my phone and
quickly sending a text to Grant telling him that I was coming home
“Worst train trip
ever,” I muttered under my breathe, all but throwing the front door
to the apartment open, slamming it shut behind me. I threw my bag
onto the floor, toeing my heels off and running straight to the
couch, flopping on it and screaming into the pillow.
Grant suddenly appeared, crouching next to the couch and placing a
comforting hand on my back. I turned to look at him, pouting
“The worst,” I
mumbled. “The new freakin interns don’t know jack shit and can’t
follow simple instructions, and bloody Geoff has been giving me the
shits all week because he just can’t get organised. Anna’s been on my
ass about pre-writing all of my articles because we’re going on that
trip and I think I’m starting to get sick.”
“Awww baby,” he
cooed, pressing a soft kiss to my pounding forehead, making the pain
go away for a few seconds (this actually works for me, its weird).
“Wait here, I’ll be right
back.” He pressed one last kiss to my cheek before standing up and
sprinting out of the room and up the stairs, leaving me on my own. I
let out a deep sigh, closing my eyes and dozing off slightly, the
only noise being my soft breathing and the occasional noise from
whatever Grant was doing upstairs. The shuffling of feet is what woke
me up, Grant suddenly reappearing in front of me.
were you doing up there?” I asked, staring up at him with sleepy
don’t you come find out,” he smiled, lifting me into a sitting
position and scooping me up into bridal position, carrying me up the
stairs and into our bedroom, setting me down on the surprisingly made
made the bed,” I smiled, patting it softly. “I’m proud.”
not what I was doing,” he rolled his eyes at my obviously sarcasm.
“I can make a bed.”
know, you just choose not to,” I stuck my tongue out, flopping
backwards onto the bed and attempting to curl into a foetal position.
He opted not to respond, instead instructing me to take my clothes
off and come into the bathroom. I did what he asked, slowly getting
rid of my work clothes until I was just in my underwear, shuffling
into the bathroom where he was waiting.
why did you want me to-oh my lord Jesus,” my eyes widened, hand
flying up to my mouth to cover my shocked expression.
you like it?” he asked, looking at me nervously.
I love it…” I breathed out, my lips turning up into a smile. The
lights in the bathroom had been dimmed exceptionally low and all
around on the countertops were vanilla scented candles. There was a
path of rose petals leading towards the enormous spa bath he had
insisted upon getting because ‘you never know when you could want
bubbles’. “Did you use my bubblebath?”
yeh I hope you don’t mind. I couldn’t really go out and buy another
one,” he chuckled, scratching his head nervously.
smells lovely,” I smiled, walking forward till I was standing in
front of him, wrapping my arms around his waist, snuggling my head
into his (unfortunately) clothed chest. “Thank you.”
gorgeous,” he grinned, resting his chin on my head, making me scowl
slightly, knowing he was jokingly insulting my height. “Now you get
in there and I’ll be right back.” He slapped my butt playfully,
gently nudging me towards the bath. I rolled my eyes, stripping out
of the rest of my clothes before sliding into the warm tub, letting
out a deep sigh. The rose scented bubble bath almost immediately
started to relax my tense muscles and the sweet smell of vanilla
clouded my thoughts, making me forget all about my problems.
Grant suddenly appeared, running a hand through my messy curls. I
smiled, nodding slightly. “Good. Chinese will be here in half an
hour, so you just rest in here for a while.”
“Join me?” I
pouted, lifting a hand out of the warm water and flicking droplets
onto his close, giggling at his surprised expression.
“Last time I
joined you in a bath we didn’t get out for over an hour,” he poked
my cheek, making me blush at the memory.
“I’m too relaxed
to do anything like that today,” I stuck my tongue out, sinking
further into the water.
“Still, I’ve got
a few things to do downstairs, just don’t fall asleep,” he said,
leaning down to give me a soft kiss on my lower lip, making me pout
mumbled, making him laugh. “Come get me with the food is here.”
soft voice whispered in my ear, making me groan loudly.
“5 more minutes,”
I mumbled, waving the intruder off.
been in there for half an hour, you need to get out,” he chuckled.
“The foods here.”
“You had me at
food,” I giggled, eyes still half closed.
“I told you not
to fall asleep in there,” he frowned, helping me stand up in the
bath. “It’s dangerous.”
“I didn’t die,”
I shrugged, stepping over the edge and onto the mat, holding my arms
up and signalling for him to dry me. He rolled his eyes at my
comment, picking up a towel and started to wipe me down in silence.
“I was joking.”
“I know,” he
simply said, giving me a small smile. “Come.” He took my hand,
tugging me back into the bedroom.
“I can dress
myself ya know,” I teased. “I know you want to touch my body and
all,” I winked, making him blush.
“Just… Put some
clothes on,” he huffed, taking a seat on the bed. “Or don’t.
Either way, it doesn’t bother me.” I rolled my eyes at his comment,
simply pulling on a pair of knickers and one of his shirts.
“Come on, my
dinner is calling me,” I grinned, taking his hand and pulling him
off the bed. He stopped me before I could walk out the door, giving
me a cheeky smile before lifting me over his shoulder.
“What the hell!”
I squealed, kicking my legs slightly in his grip. “Grant put me
“Nah I think I’ll
just carry you around all night,” he laughed. “I’ve got a lovely
“I think I have the better one,” I giggled, patting his bum
“No way! Iron Man
is way better than any other Avenger!” Grant playfully glared,
pointing his chopstick at me. “He’s a millionaire!”
“Yeh but have you
seen Thor’s arms?” I winked, making him scowl. “Plus he’s a god!
He’s like immortal!”
this off physical appearance,” he rolled his eyes, shoving a
dumpling into his mouth angrily.
“No I’m not, I’m
just simply stating that Thor has arms the size of me!” I laughed,
nudging him with my foot. “Plus, RDJ is a total dilf!”
“We are not
having this conversation,” he groaned through a mouthful of
dumpling, making me laugh even harder.
dumplings have you had?” I asked, placing my empty bowl on the
table and patting my bulging stomach.
“I think this is
my fourth…” he answered a little unsurely. “I should probably
probably should,” I giggled, poking his stomach. “Have to get
that good body up for the fangirls.”
“So you don’t
care what I look like?” he raised a brow, placing his own bowl on
“You could be a
fat blob for all I care, I would still love you,” I smiled,
tangling my feet with his.
he gushed dramatically, placing a hand over his heart. “This is
what true love is.”
“Yeh yeh, don’t
ruin the moment,” I chuckled, lifting myself into a sitting
position and leaning against the arm rest so I was facing him, Grant
“This has been a
lovely afternoon,” I smiled, leaning my head against the pillow and
staring at him. “I really needed this.”
“Just next time,
tell me in advance so I can prepare,” he laughed. Jett suddenly
appeared, propping his paws up on the couch and whining softly. Grant
rolled his eyes, lifting his beloved pet onto his lap and cuddling
“I swear you love
that dog more than you love me,” I teased, picking up Nora who had
just appeared after her brother.
“You can’t make
me choose between my girlfriend and my children,” he gasped. “I
love you all equally.”
“But you would
totally choose the dogs if it was for sleeping arrangements,” I
shot back, scratching under Nora’s chin softly.
“Can you really
blame me? You smother me in my sleep!” he laughed, making me blush.
“I can’t help
it,” I whined. “I like to cuddle!”
“It’s cute when
we’re awake, but I don’t appreciate waking up with hair in my face
and your legs wrapped around me,” he chuckled, moving Jett in front
of his face once he saw my annoyed expression.
“I’ll keep that
in mind next time you come back during the night. You’ll be the one
sleeping on the couch, not these two,” I stuck my tongue out,
opting to kick his leg as revenge. “But seriously, thank you for
smiled cutely. “I just wish we had alcohol.”