otp: not with legs like yours

Height Difference AUs

1. “I’m in a bookshop and I really need that book can you get it for me??? Wait you’ve read that book? let’s have an in depth conversation about it.”

2. “You were trying to reach for a box of cereal and a whole shelf’s-worth of cereal boxes fell on you here let me help”

3. “We’re both baristas and sometimes I have trouble reaching for things and I show up to work one day to find a personalized stool with hearts and my name on it i hATE YOU but also thanks”

4. “You are very tall and I am very short so you run into me all the time and honestly this is getting ridiculous”

5. I’m in art class and I just opened a cupboard to find a tiny person (you) squished inside and you just looked at and said “shh i’m hiding”

6. “We’re on the bus and I’m really not trying to take up your space I’m sorry I just have rlly rlly long legs” 

7. We’re at a concert and I can’t see a thing let me sit on your shoulders, maybe?” 

8. “You’re afraid that you’ll lose me in big crowds so you always hold my hand but now you just hold my hand when there’s only, like, five people around and I’m getting vry suspicious” 

Cute OTP One Liners:

1.“I said I’m hungry, not horny. But now that you mention it…”

2.“Date night? Skate night? Same thing.”

3.“Did you or did you not just call me a weenie?”

4.“Kick me in the ding-dong, see what happens.”

5.“Why does this receipt say you ordered 60 chicken mcnuggets?”

6.“Your car reeks like Taco Bell and tears.”


8.“Did it grow two legs and move on its own?”

9.“Thank god you’re not a parent.”

10.“Seriously though…did your mom drop you on your head when you were a baby?”

11.“It’s Mario Kart…chill out.”

12.“I said I bought a dog…I wasn’t asking if you wanted hot dogs.”

13.“You could take me out tonight…or we could sit in our underwear and watch vines?”

14.“Awww, you eat your gummy bears by color!”

15.“Rainbow order…always.”

16.“If I had a choice to kiss you…or to breathe…well, I’d breathe.”

17.“The power’s out. We have two options. Have sex, or I got ‘Back to the Future’ on my laptop.”

18.“You stubbed your toe, you’re not dying.”

19.“Why won’t you let me see your yearbook?!”

20.“Can you explain why there are cheeto crumbs ON EVERY PIECE OF FURNITURE?!”

21.“You contact ripped? I guess it’s glasses for you, nerd!”

22.“You ever wish you had a tragic life story so you could get on one of them singing shows?”

23.“Yes, I watch you sleep. No, not in a weird way!”

24.“Don’t you dare say another word.”

25.“Come near me and I swear, I will kill you.”

  • Person A: Hey, are you okay??
  • Person B: Yeah, why??
  • Person A: Cuz for one that's like your 8th coffee/redbull mix. Number two you're stirring your drink with broken doll leg...
  • Person B: *Shaking* I have reached ultimate power! I can hear colours and see sounds~

anonymous asked:

otp prompts where the girl is taller than the guy? maybe, in high school! thank you! ; ;

1)  He leaned up on his toes to kiss her, relishing the slight feeling of safety he always got when her arms wrapped around him and drew him close. She really was amazing.

2)  “If you like the heels, you should get them.”
“I can’t wear heels, I’m too tall.”
He blinked. “But you like them, and your legs look great in them.”
“You really don’t mind?” All of her boyfriends before had minded, with some idea that girls should petite things that they could tuck under their arm. He flashed her that smile of his, and looked like he’d kiss her right there in the shop if they weren’t around people.
“Shockingly, no, I don’t mind that my girlfriend is gorgeous. It’s a hardship. But, you know, I bear it.”

3) She loved the fact that he was still protective. Most people looked at her and figured she could protect herself just fine (she could, that wasn’t the point) and that she wasn’t the type of person to be looked after. Could smack any prick to the ground without hesitation. He fussed. Couldn’t quite offer up his jacket when it was cold and compensated with a ridiculous but really quite lovely blanket in the back of his car that he could offer her, and hot flagons of tea. He also rather loved wearing her hoodies, oversized. Pulled out chairs. Held open doors. Looked about ready to cut anyone who wanted to comment on ‘don’t you need a box to kiss each other?’ It was nice to feel protected for once. 


He stops mid-sentence and the breath that leaves his lungs may have sounded like a breathless ‘wow’. Next to his own desk stands the firmest, sexiest ass Stiles have ever seen. It’s enveloped in tight, green pants. It’s not just an ass, though. It’s long, firm legs, muscled back and broad, muscled shoulders and Stiles very much wants to get his hands (and lips and tongue and body) on that one. Deputy Sexy-Ass (Stiles recognizes a police uniform even if he only sees it from behind) turns and, oh god, looks directly at Stiles. 

A Pirate’s Life For Me by Hepzheba

anonymous asked:

Can you please do the first one of the writing prompt thingy? (Idc with whom) thanks!

“Wait right there, don’t move!“

Simon’s running on roughly two hours of sleep, he’s been at work the whole day and his brain basically feels like mush, so when somebody yells “Wait right there, don’t move!” He abruptly stops dead in his tracks, causing something small and soft to barrel right into his legs.

“Oh hello there,” Simon says, staring down at a little girl, who owlishly blinks up at him.

“Your legs are hard,” She informs him.

Simon frowns. “I’m very sorry about that.”

“Lilly!” The same voice from earlier yells, now significantly closer. The voice appears to be attached to a blond, attractive looking man, that comes to a halt right in front of Simon, crouches down, and frowns at the little girl that is apparently called Lilly. “Honey, you know you can’t run off like that.”

“I know, dad,” Lilly says, looking down at her feet. “I just got so excited! I wanna go see the duckies!”

“I know sweetheart,” Attractive guy says, kissing the girls head. “Just know more running, okay?”

“Okay!” She says, and attractive guy stands back up, coming face to face with Simon.

Simon, who is still very much sleep deprived, blurts out, “Wow you’re hot.” And then immediately starts backtracking when he realizes what he’s just said. “I mean, you’re like. Good looking. Congrats. On that. I think.”

Attractive guy smirks. “Thanks. I’m Jace.”

Simon shakes his hands, introduces himself, and momentarily gets lost in thoughts about how those hands would feel on his body. His naked body. “This, uh, this your daughter?” He says, trying to distract himself.

“Yeah, she is,” Jace says, lifting Lilly and propping her up on his hip. “No mom around so it’s just the two of us,” he adds, with a pointed look at Simon. Simon flushes.

“Oh, uh, right,” Simon stutters. “So, duckies, am I right?”

Lilly giggles, “Yeah, we’re going to go to the park to feed them!” She says excitedly.

“Would you care to join?” Jace asks, tentatively.

Simon thinks of his bed for a moment. His soft, fluffy, giant bed which will provide him with hours and hours of mindless sleep, and then he looks at the beautiful man in front of him. “Yeah,” Simon says, “Yeah, I’ll join.”

Imagine your height difference OTP. Person A (the short one) is walking down a crowded street and someone behind them says “Hey, can you move your short-ass legs any faster?” Person A is about to unleash fury upon this person until Person B suddenly remarks “MAYBE I WILL MOVE MY SHORT-ASS LEGS A LITTLE FASTER.” The rude person is absolutely confused, Person A is hysterical laughing, and Person B continues to rant about how fast their “short-ass legs” are moving.

anonymous asked:

do you have any prompts about your OTP taking care of each other? Like being sick and such.

  • “Holy heck, babe, just lie back down. You’re coughing up a lung and can barely stand up. Just let me get you some juice and take care of you.” AU
  • Character A has just gotten back from getting their arm/wrist/leg/etc. in a cast and uses this as a playful way to have Character B take care of Character A.
  • It’s date night, and Character A has come down with a bug and has to text Character B that they’re canceling…except Character B shows up at Character A’s house with ice cream, hot tea, and Character A’s favorite movie to help them feel better.
  • “I work with kids all the time, so I’m pretty much immune to whatever gross colds that they try to give me, but my significant other has no tolerance whatsoever.” AU
  • For a cute date, Character A has planned a romantic walk through a nature park, followed by a homemade picnic for Character A and Character B to enjoy together. This would be perfect, if Character B wasn’t crazy allergic to the pollen/cedar/dogwood/etc. that’s in the air.
  • “Babe, I know I’m feverish and half out of my mind from cough medicine but oh my gosh….ooooh my gosh. I love your face….so much…” AU
  • Character A is incredibly stressed from work. so Character B arranges a relaxing night of taking care of Character A, complete with back rubs and relaxing aromatherapy candles.

do you ever look at artwork showing people cuddling or something and the only thing you can think about is how awkward the pose is
b o i
dat legs gonna be dead in five minutes if you keep it at that angle

shipperwolf  asked:

Maybe some 'mermaid falls in love with human on land' AU's? If you don't mind, of course!

  • Character A is a merperson that absolutely abhors humans, but after Character B, a human, saves them from a certain death by fishing net, Character A begins to have second thoughts about the fleshy land dwellers.
  • Character A has been singing outside of Character B’s house every night, trying to serenade them to come down to the water. Character B can hear Character A, but has to resist the urge by cranking up their music and sleeping in earplugs.
  • “Okay, not to sounds creepy, but I’ve been coming to this fishing spot to watch you fish, and I may have had a hand in you catching so many big fish lately…it’s like the merperson equivalent of a bouquet of flowers.” AU
  • Character A likes to skim the ocean floor looking for shiny baubles and shells to take to Character B, a human who has a terrible fear of water but loves the gifts that Character A brings them.
  • Character A is a merperson who befriended Character B (a human) while they were both young, and now Character B comes to visit Character A in the ocean by wearing scuba gear. Unfortunately, there is no way for Character A to visit Character B’s world, except in the photographs that Character B shows them.
  • “You can’t swim, but I’m going to teach you how! Trust me, it’s easy. You just have to move your arms like this and – wait no, what are you doing? Stop kicking your legs. You have to – oh goodness gracious. Neptune grant me patience.” AU
vacation aus

•you work at the ice cream stand on the beach and you are really cute and i’m eating ice cream twice a day just to see you. Side note: i hate ice cream.
•You accidentally took my towel instead of yours and please stop you walk like really fast and i have small legs.
•I’m totally lost in the city and you live here, can you please help me? And maybe give me your number?
•I was at a festival and I lost my money for the train, so I’m looking for a ride, and you held. I hope you are not a murderer because you are like really hot.
•I almost drowned in the water but you are beachwatcher and you saved me.
•My little sister threw a ball against your face and now you have a black eye please let me make it good.
•We are from the same friends-group on a trip, and I never really realized how hot you are, do you want to make out?
•I’m on a trip with my family in the mountains and you are our tour leader, and you seem to like me, and I don’t mind because you are kind of cute.
•I’m on a vacation at the countryside with my friends, and you are our neighbor. You insist on teaching me how to ride a horse, even though I hate them.
•We are both in the same hotel and are hating on our parents because this vacation sucks. Do you want to run away with me?

feel free to add more because the world needs more vacation aus.

magdaleneistrembling  asked:

Grissom watching Sara's favorite movie with her

She wishes that her favorite movie was something just a tad more sophisticated. He’s watched all kinds of things with her now - Godzilla, Casablanca, and silent films from foreign countries whose names she cannot pronounce. Now? They’re curled up on the couch, his arms around her and her legs covered in an afghan with a rapidly cooling cup of herbal tea and tissues in hand. She’s sick, feeling like your brain is leaking out your nose sick, and she just wants to watch her favorite movie and not worry about impressing her boyfriend with her taste in pop-culture. 

He had merely quirked an eyebrow at her when she’d drug the VCR out of the closet along with a small box full of VHS cassettes that she hadn’t managed to part with over the years. 

“It’s a chick-flick meets a coming of age movie,” she explains as she presses play on the remote. “You can read or something if you’d rather.”

“Sara,” he breathed her name. “I’m glad to watch your movie. Maybe I’ll learn something.”

“Alright but if you change-”

“Just watch your movie, dear.” He kissed her sick-sweat dampened curls and adjusted the blanket around her. “I’m not going anywhere.”

She exhaled slowly, relaxing into his arms and blowing her nose before quoting the movie quietly. “Shelby, Indiana was not the most exciting place to grow up. In fact, the most common cause of death before puberty was boredom.”

(yes, I made Sara’s favorite movie Now & Then. Anyone with an issue with that can fight me.  (ง'̀-‘́)ง )

So I started to do a 30 Days OTP Challenge like a month ago but I never got around to finishing it. But I have a few little things written for it, and I figured why not just release them all in one post so you get your dose of McKirk while I suffer through fever & college :( :( :(.

These are all slightly NSFW (because I was doing the dirty otp challenge instead of the sweet one. Enjoy!


Bones is beautiful. Jim has always known that, but it’s somehow more obvious when he’s lying in bed. He’s staring out the window, stars passing by in a blur as the Enterprise travels in Warp Speed. Bones is asleep through the beauty of it. His back is turned to Jim and the comforter doesn’t travel up past Bones’ waist, a dim blue light cast over his naked skin. Jim’s fingers softly trace Bones’ spine. He’s unable to sleep yet, despite being ever so comfortable in relaxed in his post-sex mind. Instead, his attention is either on the view outside or the view right next to him, and eventually, the view next to him is winning. He shifts to his side, slowly moving closer until Bones’ back is pressed to Jim’s chest; his arm sliding around Bones’ waist; his naked skin warm and comfortable.

Jim’s fingers move over his chest, slowly admiring how toned Bones is. Something he never paid attention to until recently. And Bones leans in to Jim’s touch, his back pressing a little more comfortably against Jim’s chest. Bones is such a quiet breather when he’s asleep, and when his breath gets heavier, Jim knows he’s woken up. “Did I wake you?” Jim asks softly, and Bones shrugs softly.

“No more than usual,” Bones replies, his voice still tired, and he’s not budging at all when Jim’s arms stay around Bones’ waist. “How are you not asleep?”

“I’m not tired,” Jim says, and Bones huffs. Then, he slowly turns around in Jim’s arms.

“Not tired?” Bones asks, raising his eyebrows. His hair’s a mess, Jim notices, total disheveled from sex and sleeping. He slowly pushes himself up, though staying in Jim’s embrace, and his lips brush over Jim’s cheek to his jawline. “Let’s work on exhausting you a little more, then.”


Jim is such a great kisser. That’s not something Bones would easily admit, and he’s sure Jim is actually aware of his own skills. Jim just has a way of using his mouth to make Bones melt. Somehow it’s even better when they’re both in bed, sharing each other’s warmth underneath the comforter. Jim is on his back, legs spread for Bones but his attention is on Jim’s lips. Jim parts his lips slowly, his fingers curl into bones’ hair and he’s keeping him close. Bones is just more than happy to oblige. His hips are slowly rolling against Jim’s, loving the sound of soft moans leaving the other man’s throat.

Just as great are the silent gasps escaping those parted lips as Bones’ mouth follows Jim’s jawline, kissing and nipping on his skin long enough to leave a fading mark. And every time Bones’ lips move down an inch over Jim’s neck, they also find their way back up to kiss those reddened lips breathless again.

Jim’s arms wrap around Bones’ shoulders, and he’s pressing him in closer; like he’s craving more contact. It’s definitely something Bones is happy to give to him, but his lips stay against Jim’s; his tongue pushing past Jim’s lips to kiss him absolutely breathless. Jim slowly pulls his way, tilting his head just lightly and letting out a loud gasp. “Bones,” Jim breathes softly, his hands sliding up in Bones’ hair, “Leonard.”

“Yes?” Bones replies, equally breathless. Jim’s legs tighten around Bones’ hips and both of them groan at the intimate contact between the two of them. Jim swallows; his cheeks are slightly flushed, but his grin is cocky as ever.

“You gonna do me or what?”

First time.

Jim is drunk when he pushes Bones down on his bed for the first time. That’s okay, because Bones is drunk, too. Neither of them are thinking about the consequences of their actions. Instead, Jim’s hands push up Bones ‘shirt until it’s off completely, and he tosses it aside without care. Straddling Bones’ lap, the other sits up straight to wrap his arms around Jim’s waist, and to help a drunk Jim get out of his shirt, too.

Jim’s not even sure how they get out of the rest, but by the time he’s somewhat conscious of his actions again he’s on his back. He’s completely naked, he’s kissing Bones until he’s gasping for air himself, and Bones’ fingers are working a kind of magic that makes him curl his toes in pleasure. No matter how drunk they both are, Jim knows he definitely doesn’t want this to stop.

It doesn’t stop. Because Leonard turns him around on his stomach and presses his shoulders down in the mattress. Bones fucks him - slowly at first, and Jim enjoys Bones’ lips pressing continuous, breathless kisses against the back of his neck and his spine. Most of Jim’s moans disappear in the fabric of his pillow, and when his eyes fall shut it’s because Bones knows just how to roll his hips - not because of the alcohol.

Come morning, Jim’s head is as sore as his body. Bones is asleep right next to him, an arm lazily draped over his own eyes. His other hand is resting on his stomach. His hair’s a mess and he’s fairly sure Bones is as hungover as he is, but Bones somehow looks stupidly gorgeous doing so. And Jim knows, he just knows, this isn’t going to be the last time they end up naked together.


Jim has never been subtle or shy, and Bones really should know better. When he walks into the bathroom to go through his evening rituals. Usually, he falls in bed naked and drunk, but occasionally he has the time to prepare for the night. He wants to shave, but the moment he walks into the bathroom, it’s already occupied by Jim. He’s taking a shower, and he’s also taking care of himself. Standing under the hot water, his head’s resting against the cold tiled wall, and he’s shamelessly stroking himself. “Jesus- Jim,“ Bones grunts, turning his head away even though he has seen Jim naked so many times. This shouldn’t impact Bones as much as it does. "Can’t you lock the door when you’re… busy?”

“When do I ever lock a door?” Jim counters with a smile. Bones can only agree to that, and he’s still looking. Jim’s very aware of that, too. “You gonna join me?”

Bones doesn’t know how Jim does it, but he finds himself in that hot water, too. Jim lifts up his free hand, sliding around Bones’ shoulder, and he kisses him. Bones kisses him back, after all, Jim’s lips are something worth chasing. Pretty soon Bones’ hand trails down over Jim’s abdomen, replacing the other’s hand with his own. Jim pulls him in for a kiss, and Bones can hear Jim’s breathing even heavier than usual. Jim’s arms are around his shoulders, hands are in Bones’ hair and he moans against his lips the longer Bones’ hand continues to work its magic on him. “Bones,” Jim mutters against his lips softly, and Bones groans when Jim’s fingers tighten in Bones’ hair. “Bones,” Jim repeats, a sense of urgency definitely in his voice.

Pretty soon, Jim collapses in Bones’ arms with a sharp moan that echoes in their small bathroom, and Bones wraps both his own arms around Jim’s waist to keep him up. “Why do I feel like you were waiting for me to walk in on you?” Bones asks with a grin, and Jim matches that grin with his own lopsided smirk. “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he says, “just know I’m never locking any door ever again.”

Wedding Night (?)

Jim never thought he would ever get married. It just wasn’t his thing. Neither was commitment or relationships in general, but Bones tore those walls down before Jim even realized they were there. Popping that question was the most nerving thing he’s ever done in his life, and a part of him stayed nervous up until Bones finally pushed that golden ring around his finger almost a year later.

They’re both drunk and tired when they arrive in their hotel room. Jim pushes Bones down on bed and climbs on top of him, lips chasing the other’s in deep and passionate kisses. “They say the wedding night is supposed to be the best sex ever,” Jim mutters with a grin, eyelids heavy because of the liquor, the stress from the entire day, and the exhaustion from partying afterwards. “Where did you read that, Cosmo?” Bones asks. He sits up a little, hands sliding just under Jim’s jacket to push it down over his shoulders.

They don’t really get much further than that, because both of them are asleep minutes later.

Jim panics when he wakes up, though. He’s still fully dressed and Bones is, too. “Bones,” Jim mutters, shaking his Bones’ shoulder, “Bones, wake up.”

“What?” Bones asks, peeking one eye open to look at Jim.

“We slept through our wedding night,” Jim says, sitting up straight and running a hand through his hair. His shirt is only half unbuttoned, though by now it’s wrinkled and messy and smells like alcohol.


So, we missed our wedding night,” Jim presses. Bones rolls his eyes, pulling Jim down next to him again.

“Lots of couples miss their wedding night. It’s not a big deal,” Bones replies. “Wedding nights are overrated. You’re drunk and you’re tired. Probably nonperforming.” Jim looks like his entire life has been a lie, and so Bones sits up, sliding one leg over Jim’s hips, and he sits down on his lap. “The wedding morning, however…” Bones continues, and Jim’s mouth tugs up into a small smile when Bones kisses his lips and his chin, slowly kissing his way up to Jim’s ear.

“I like your thinking, Mr. Kirk,” Jim says, and Bones just stops his actions right there and then.

“I’m not taking your name,” Bones mutters with a smirk, and Jim laughs, reaching out to finally take that shirt over Bones’ head.

“Really? Because Doctor Bones Kirk sounds so nice,” Jim says. Bones rolls his eyes and shakes his head.

“Not happening. Also, now that we’re married, I feel like I should tell you that my name is not actually Bones,” the other replies, pushing his own pants down before resuming his position on Jim’s lap. Jim’s hands run up over Bones’ legs, to his hips, and Bones smiles. “So, are you gonna let me ride you or are you gonna try and lower that chance from happening by continuing to call me by your last name?”

“Ride ‘em, cowboy,” Jim says, laughing when Bones rolls his eyes at him again. 

anonymous asked:

Romanced companions react to sole insisting on sitting on their lap in public. Sole says it "shows everyone else that they're sole's"

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) hue hue hue this sounds like something I’d want to happen to my OTP as I lay squealing off to the side. Super cute! Also paying attention to likes/dislikes here. Good idea anon <3

Ada: “I highly suspect that you are uncomfortable right now. It is dubious that anyone else would even consider me anything other than yours in any case.” She was referring to how robots were property by machines. A notion that Sole was trying to wean out of her silly little assaultron head.

Cait: “Oh I don’t think you can handle me darlin’.” She hand shot between their legs in broad daylight causing Sole to yelp and jump off her in surprise. Dusting her hands off proudly she bent down to their level as they blushed furiously and whispered, “you’re mine.”

Codsworth: “Erm mum/sir? I’m feeling rather uncomfortable. Can you please stop mounting me now? This is not what General Atomics designed us for!” Sole had mounted his little sphere body using it as their “chair” whenever one was not present. Codsworth needless to say was displeased.

Curie: “Yours? Wait I thought we were fighting for ze liberation of synth ownership, not ze other way around? Have I been misguided zis whole time?” She was genuinely confused. She didn’t seem to notice the social implications of Sole’s actions and took their speech literally. She always loved it when Sole was close, they didn’t need to do such things.

Danse: “I can’t even begin to tell you how many Brotherhood code of ethics this violates right now knight.” He made sure to accentuate their ranks to further emphasize how Sole’s notion of ‘ownership’ was convoluted. It was not appropriate to act like so in public when in uniform. He was however haunted by the feeling of their soft bum pressing against his hips for many weeks thereafter.

Deacon: “Are you sure? Look at all their faces out there, I don’t think they’re convinced. I think we need to make ourselves more clear.” Sole spun around and put a leg around his torso. Deacon exaggeratedly reached a hand up their back and with the other, extended both of their hands out to the side so they were in this really weird tango position. Yup. Definitely made for each other.

Dogmeat: *yelp!* Sole is a bit to heavy for him so he moves away. Uwa, why you no love Sole, Dogmeat? You’re a perfect pillow!

Hancock: “Damn right you are!” He pulls Sole even more provocatively closer on his lap, nipping at their ear, and makes sure everyone in the whole bar can see that this sexy survivor was all his. Oh they were so getting it later tonight for this little stunt they pulled.

MacCready: “Just because you bought my help doesn’t mean you also bought all of” *drags hands down chest* “this.” He likes to play along when Sole does this (although admittedly the first time he was rather flustered). They just get all ridiculously PDA until it grosses out everyone around them and they laugh their asses off about it later.

Nick Valentine: *chuckle* “Well it looks like someone’s getting a bit big for their britches aren’t they?” He knows it’s better just to let Sole do their thing and roll with it but it was amusing to him to see this young little vaulty twerp acting all high and mighty. He poked them in their tickle spot for emphasis.

Piper: “Oh ho HO, Bluuue! What are you doing? What- are you talking about?” She was trying very hard to pretend like she wasn’t totally hot and bothered by Sole’s assertion. But she totally loved it. Sole could tell by how she scanned their audience to see if anyone was looking at them with a poorly hidden smile on her face.

Preston: “Yours? Oh General-” *in a lower voice* “are you trying to tell me something?” Yes. Yes Preston they were. He was just so giddy and bashful that he couldn’t think of anything suave to say so he just kept giggling under his breath and looking around to see if anyone was watching.

Strong: *amazed* “LEADER MUST SHOW OTHER HUMANS HOW TO LEAD. GOOD EXAMPLE!” Now he doesn’t even wait for Sole anymore, he just picks them up and plops them in his lap without asking.

X6-88: “Seeing as you are residing director, it is not inherently incorrect. However, I do warn you that this does take away from the intimidating image we have created for ourselves ma’am/sir.” He let Sole sit on him. They liked to blatantly flirt with him especially when they were drunk. He made sure to place a firm hand on their hip so they didn’t fall.


Maxson: “As the residing Elder of the Brotherhood of Steel establishment, I find this behavior highly inappropriate.” He had a reproachful tone but didn’t move a muscle to accentuate it. When Sole glanced over to him, the corners of his lips lifted into a half smirk.

Glory: *shoves Sole off* “I’m not your property. I’m no one’s property.” She didn’t like it very much. She is far too independent and steadfast to even think about people owning one another, even if it was in jest.

Every royal is allocated a dragon as a guardian from a young age. Yifan is a form of dragon hybrid where he only has 4 limbs like his human self– a pair of wings and a pair of hind legs. Young Prince Baekhyun doesn’t want a mutant dragon.