otp: you know me pretty well

RIP To My Youth

and you could call this the funeral

My first Jughead imagine, this is part one, if you guys enjoy it I’ll keep it going. 

Pairing: Jughead x Reader 

Description: Jug and the reader have been best friends since they were kids, but lately, things have changed, Riverdale has changed, Jug has changed and Y/N thinks maybe it’s time she changed too. 

Warnings: ANGST ANGST SO MUCH ANGST YO (maybe a couple o swears)

Word count: 2088

Part 2https://thatsadbreakfastclub.tumblr.com/post/158505761114/rip-to-my-youth-pt-2



It was getting to the point where I was having internal battles with myself every night. ‘Y/N he’s working on the novel and the newspaper, of course, it’s going to be harder for him to spend time with you’ versus ‘he’s moved on, he’s closer with Betty now, he and Archie are closer too, you’ve lost him, you’re irrelevant’. These were the thoughts that had been consuming my brain for the past couple of weeks. Jug was my best friend, right? Maybe I should text him? Maybe not. I started playing with my pale grey cap, my nervous tick of sorts. Jug could always tell when I was nervous because I would fiddle with the cap “Y/N” he’d say “spill it, you can’t hide anything from me, I can read you like an open book”. Thinking about this little memory was bittersweet. How can someone who’s practically by your side every day suddenly just have no real interest in talking to you? Ever since the murder of Jason Blossom, it really feels like everything in Riverdale has changed.

I glanced at my clock perched on my bedside table, 7:45 pm sigh. Maybe doing some homework will take my mind off all this bullshit, who’s idea was it to put me in advanced algebra anyway? Oh, that’s right my father, who I really wish was here right now and not away on some business trip. Tonight would have to be a lonely one. That’s when I remembered I had Jug’s math textbook, there it was sitting on my desk. I flipped it open and sure enough on the bottom left-hand corner was a small ‘property of Jughead Jones’. Perfect I could use this as an excuse to text him. 

Hey Jug, I forgot I had your math textbook? Want me to come drop it over? The two-hour wait to get a reply just built up more and more anger inside of me Hey Y/N, I’m working on an article with Betty right now, could you drop it off to me in the newsroom in free period tomorrow? This was it, this was fucking it, oh I would take his textbook to him tomorrow and I would also confront him about this whole thing, that’s what I’d do straight up ask him why I was suddenly dead weight, I’ve had his guys back for so many years and now I’m just nothing, I won’t have it. Will do I sent back, cool calm and collected and then I was going to give him a piece of my mind tomorrow.

Getting ready for school was never a difficult task for me, I pretty much did the same thing everyday. My Y/H/C was tied into a ponytail with the front strands falling onto my face framing it. I put on my classic ripped boyfriend jeans and a black t-shirt, accompanied by my army jacket. To finish off my classic look I added my signature grey cap and put on my favourite dark grey lipstick. I wasn’t the girliest of girls, that was for sure, but everyone seemed to identify me by my style and in this I found comfort. After giving myself the once over in the mirror I grabbed Jug’s textbook from my desk, shoving it into my bag and I set off for school.

The day dragged on and on, I had a tonne of classes with Kevin and Ronnie today so it was nice to hang out with them for a change. This was of course until Kevin pulled the “I haven’t seen you and Jughead together in a while, what happened you two are usually joined at the hip?” line “You guys are my otp, I hope there’s no trouble in paradise” Veronica added. “Ronnie we’re not dating, why does everyone always think that and honestly, I don’t know, I guess he’s been too busy with this whole novel and newspaper thing to remember me as well” I replied giving my best interpretation of a fake smile. Veronica and Kevin gave me sympathetic looks. 

As the bell rang, signaling our release I was packing my things together when Veronica grabbed my arm. “Y/N you need to tell Jug how you feel, I don’t know if you’ve even admitted it to yourself yet but it’s pretty obvious you’re in love with him, I can see how much not seeing him is hurting you and I think it’s best if you face this head on” I was so taken aback by this, I mean for years I’ve always had people ask if Jug and I were dating but no one had been this blatant with me. Was she right?, No he’s my best friend, I couldn’t be in love with him no way. I let out an awkward laugh “I don’t love Jughead, we’re just friends” It came out so defensive that Veronica raised both her eyebrows and folded her arms “the fact that you’re being so defensive about this just further proves my point” She said in a sing-song voice. “I gotta go Ronnie” I replied standing up from my seat and walking out the classroom “I only say this cause’ I care” she yelled after me.  

Making my way towards the newsroom, I’d never felt so nervous in my life, like get a grip girlie it was just your friend, surely this whole not speaking to me thing was just, not even a big deal and I was hyping it all up. I was still going to have a go at him though because he was angry when Archie ditched him and now he’s okay with doing it to me? Not on my watch.

I had the math book in my hand as I was walking up to the door of the newsroom, I had my best ‘pissed off face’ going on I was ready.

I had my hand almost on the doorknob when I took a quick glance through the doors glass window. That was when my stomach fell, my jaw dropped and my heart involuntarily shattered. It was just a glimpse that’s all I could allow myself to watch, but inside that dusty old newsroom was one Jughead Jones kissing Elizabeth Cooper. The feelings hit me like a truck, and then everything went numb.

I didn’t know what to do so without giving any sign I was there I dropped the math book and ran, I ran out of the school I ran past pops and all the way home. By this time the tears were free falling, I couldn’t stop it and I didn’t care. Once I was in the safety of being inside my house with the door locked I gave in to my emotions and just slid down to the floor.

Wow, I felt so stupid and so naive, why didn’t I see this coming, it all made perfect sense now. I guess this was me also coming to terms with the fact that as usual Ronnie was right, I was painfully in love with Jug and now I was too late to ever do anything about it.

The more I sat there and thought about it the more I came to realise that this was my fault. I held Jug up to this crazy high standard and just assumed it would always be him and me at the end of the day. I had sacrificed so much to hang out with him, to keep my “image”, I avoided making too many other friends, I avoided parties, extracurricular activities you name it I wasn’t a part of it. Now it was all going to change, it had to change. Maybe this was the wake-up call I needed. I had to work on myself, be better, be stronger. Most of all this needed to happen because this meant I could quite literally not be around Jughead anymore, I think seeing or talking to him would make me cry, something the new me will NOT be doing.

I picked myself up off the floor and headed to the bathroom to wash my face. “Get a grip Y/N, ” I told myself staring into the mirror. It’s like as soon as I come to terms with the feelings I think I may have had for years, I have to immediately try to get rid of them. I think this was a coping mechanism for me, and I think the reason I’ve never let myself admit that I had feelings for him before was because I fear rejection so much so very much, and I had to do what I knew would keep him around and that was to continue to be his friend. Well, little girl it’s time to grow up.

And what’s the best way to look more mature and confident, change your style. From what I’ve witnessed from the media, what you wear can have a profound impact on how people view you. This is what I had to do first, get rid of the “old me” look. This meant bye grey cap, bye dark lipstick ( I mean what was I even trying to do with that? Look like a corpse?) (oh wow corpse jokes really funny, maybe a bit too real in light of recent circumstances.) And also a very big goodbye to my jeans and army jacket, that would have to go too.

Looking through my closet it was apparent I didn’t have much to work with, I would definitely have to go shopping this weekend, I’ll bring Ronnie and Kevin along, they know fashion and are probably more than willing to help me out. AH HUH eureka! The dress I’ve been looking for! About two months ago I bought this really nice burgundy skater dress that I was planning to wear on a summer trip away, but when that got cancelled I never really had an excuse to wear it, until now. It showed a lot of leg, which I was surprisingly pretty comfortable with. The thought of people seeing me in this tomorrow made me feel a mixture of excitement and nausea.

The next thing that would change was the hair; no more would it be hidden by a cap and just randomly pulled back behind my face. I would wear it down and give it a curl. I think that would give me a nice elegant edge. God, I really don’t think anyone’s even going to recognise me tomorrow, kinda funny really. The next thing I had to do was go on to the school website and look for an extracurricular I would be willing to do. Hopefully, this would be a good way to make new friends and keep me busy.

I went and grabbed my laptop from my desk, as I did this I heard my phone vibrate, which meant I had a message. The name that made the screen light up made my heart skip a few beats, it was from Jug Hey, I just found my math book outside the newsroom? Why did you leave it there and not come inside? SIGH, reading that was like a knife to my chest, I immediately deleted the message, this may be immature but I needed time, I can’t bring myself to talk to him and if he can do it to me I can sure as hell do it to him. 

Shaking those thoughts away I was brought back to the task at hand. Logging onto the schools web page I found the list of extracurricular activities going on at Riverdale high. Chess club? Pass. Girl’s soccer? Hard pass.  Mathletes? No way in hell. Come on there has to be something here. After fifteen minutes of looking to no avail I scrolled past the extracurricular activities. Eventually I saw an ad posted by the she-devil herself Cheryl Blossom, apparently, one of the river vixens had broken her ankle and a new vixen was needed immediately, auditions were tomorrow after school. Hmm, could I do this? Maybe I could? The old me would never dream of being a cheerleader but the new me, maybe she could. You know what, fuck it. It was decided, I caught myself slightly smiling as I clicked ‘attend’ on the event. It felt like a breath of fresh air, tomorrow I would walk into school confident and new. I was going to cure my own broken heart. I just hoped a run in with Jughead wouldn’t make it all come crashing down.

Kalagang #01

1x01 LIMBIC RESONANCE

The first episode of first season – and where it all begins. We don’t see Kalagang interaction yet, but we’re able to see them having an unknown connection after Angelica gives birth (and kills herself). We all know by now, for Kala and Wolfgang, water is their element – like some sort of medium of their connection since their births.

Kala: But I heard it. I heard the thunder, and rain.

So here we see Kalagang’s very first connection, although they’re not aware of it. And not surprisingly, rain – water. We can also notice that rain works as a symbol for juxtaposition of these two opposite characters. Weather in India is warm and sunny; we instantly know she’s been raised by loving family, her father supports her, and she’s happy with her life. She is the sunshine.

Original post [x] @regalstormborn

Scene changes; Wolfgang makes his first appearance. It’s raining, everyone’s wearing black, it’s funeral – I’ve seen posts about how Wolfgang and Kala have this Hades and Persephone aesthetic. Well, he is definitely giving god of death vibe here. He hasn’t spoken a word, but we already know what kind of person he is. So the rain is not just a medium helping Kalagang connect/sense each other, but also a symbol to contrast one from the other.

Original post [x] @osxarisaac

I mentioned in previous post that Wolfgang doesn’t show his emotions. This scene clearly shows that side of him. Especially when his Uncle Sergei talks about Wolfgang’s father, by now we already know how Wolfgang despises his father, and yet Wolfgang doesn’t even flinch his eyes or frown. We can see that he has learned to put every emotion – mostly anger – inside of him and suppress it. And I also want to point out how calm he is in this occasion. Maybe because he’s not close to his family, but it kinda gave me this feeling of…he’s so used to death, like death always surrounds him. It’s almost as same as breathing.

Original post [x] @mufalo

Even when he is all alone in front his father’s tombstone, he just doesn’t show his emotions. Instead he simply gives his signature smirk to his dad (and piss). That’s how much he is used to hiding his feelings. Which makes me thrilled to see how he slowly opens up and shows different kinds of emotions as he develops relationship with Kala.

Original post [x@sense8edit

The last Kalagang moment in this episode is when Kala visits Ganesha temple. When she gives food to Ganesha telling she’s put some peanuts and whatsoever, I’ve never realized how genuinely happy she was, before her marriage. I don’t think we now get to see her smile like that quite often in season 2 – except of course when she’s with her cluster and Wolfgang – I’ll talk more about this in upcoming posts, but before we move on, I want to point out that this post isn’t just about how Kala and Wolfgang develop their relationship; it’s also about how each has their own personal growth.

So it’s important to see that her pure smile right there which represents innocence, and also naivety. What do I mean by that? Physically, she is grown-up. But at the same time, Kala’s just started her journey of becoming one. For me, I think being an adult is a life-long journey; to have our hearts and minds be mature, wise, and complete are not as easy as physical growth.

As we grow up we find that heart is so much complicated than we think. And Kala is basically on the verge of discovering that. In other words, she’s still just a little girl who’s just stepping into the real world. Yes I know she is smart, independent, and strong – I’m not saying she’s childish, at all. What I’m saying is discovering new emotions, learning how to accept them and to embrace people whom are connected for that emotions are gonna be new to both Kala and Wolfgang.

That being said, the whole temple scene can be defined as a starting point of her journey – a little girl on the threshold.

Kala: [Rajan is] the perfect husband for me. Except for one little fact. I do not love him.

Original post [x] @sensatessource

And that threshold is marriage. Now we all know that marrying Rajan wouldn’t automatically help Kala turn into a grown-up woman. I already mentioned that it’s more than that. That’s just what our society thinks. But I would say, symbolically, the concept of marriage itself is definitely something new – something big to Kala. It’s a huge step.  She thinks Rajan is okay; she thinks it’s the right thing to do. Still she’s torn up between what is best for her and what is best for heart. This dilemma will go on through out the series. It will make her struggle for sure, but also will enable Kala to figure out what it means to be a woman – or adult in general.

Anyhow, guess who appears after Kala confesses her dilemma?

Original post [x] @netflixsense8

None other than Wolfgang Bogdanow (Well, technically if you rewatch it, Felix’s face comes out before Wolfgang’s…but lol, who cares). Funny thing is when I first watched the series, I actually didn’t know they’re gonna be together, so I didn’t know the significance of Wolfgang appearing right after scene of Kala in the temple. So it’s another fun for me, personally, to catch this small moments implying they are connected deeply.


I think that’s pretty much it for this episode. Well, I’ve only done two posts of Kalagang series, but I’m really actually having fun going over their moments from the beginning. Hope you enjoyed it too. I’m trying to come up with hashtag for this series of Kalagang posts so that you can find them easily. If you have any ideas, just throw them to me :) Also, if you have any Kalagang moments I’ve missed, or if you wanna just add up to my thoughts please leave comments. I’d love to know what you think

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get to know me: [3/5] favorite movies ⇢ red eye (2005)

Pretty clever thinking, given the circumstances. Let me guess, stress management courses? Well, they’re really paying off! When we get outta this, I may have to steal you.

Waking up to those pictures release of Cheyenne’s wedding, and see my babies Amy and Jonah laughing, talking and smiling together ON A BENCH, is my aesthetic

anonymous asked:

otp meme: supercat 29 and/or 30 Thanks!

29. One headcanon about this OTP that breaks your heart

“Was that what you had to tell me?” Cat says.

Kara’s eyes are still closed. She’s still savoring the feeling of Cat’s lips against hers, of Cat’s mouth opening in surprise, of Cat leaning into her, just a little, kissing back. Kara swallows, and opens her eyes. Cat isn’t exactly smiling at her, but she’s long grown used to the way Cat hides her feelings behind a mask of indifference.

“Well, yes and no,” Kara shrugs. There’s really no reason to hold back now; she’s almost certain Cat knows she’s Supergirl. And if Cat hasn’t run the story yet, Kara’s pretty sure she’s not going to. “I’m—I’m Supergirl.”

“For fuck’s sake,” Cat snaps. “I know.”

Kara blinks at her. That mask of indifference she thought Cat was wearing is gone. There’s fury in her eyes, and Kara doesn’t understand.

“But I thought—”

“You thought, what? I’d get over you lying to me for years, trying to take me for a fool, just because of one little kiss?” Cat scoffs. She tosses her hair, and her nonchalance is back. “Honestly, Keira, I didn’t realize you had such a high opinion of yourself.”

“Cat, no,” Kara says, and Cat’s eyes flash at her name in Kara’s mouth. “I thought you’d understand. I thought you’d know that revealing myself would just put you in danger, that no matter how I felt—”

“And now?” Cat asks. “Am I somehow in less danger knowing now? Or have you just decided to trust me after all? Or have you reached a point where getting into my pants is more important than keeping me safe?”

“You can’t be—Cat, no,” Kara says again.

This is all going wrong, is spiraling out of control. Cat is back in National City for the first time in a year, and they’re on the balcony that isn’t her balcony anymore, and Kara thought this was going to be their beginning.

“You’re lovely to look at,” Cat says, “and it is good for my ego to have a literal superhero lusting after me, but I’m afraid I’m not quite that deep into my mid-life crisis to find this romantic.”

Kara has been a reporter for almost a year at this point, has been honing her skills, but she has no words right now. Cat doesn’t seem to mind.

“I assume I can lock up when I leave and you’ll,” Cat looks toward the sky, “find another exit?”

Cat doesn’t wait for Kara to nod, just leaves her there, speechless, a ball of pain climbing its way up her throat.



30. One headcanon about this OTP that mends it

Kara figures it out pretty early on in their relationship.

Well. That’s not true. Really, Kara figured it out when she’s still Cat’s assistant.

On days when Cat was particularly upset—not when she was angry, just stubborn, frustrated, annoyed—Kara touched her. Not obviously, not inappropriately. She rested her fingers on Cat’s wrist as she handed her papers to sign. One day, as Cat went on about how ridiculous it was that the one day it rained in National City was when she had to be at an outdoor event, Kara put a hand on Cat’s lower back as she opened an umbrella for her. As long as they were little gestures, as long as she could keep Cat distracted, not make a spectacle of it, the touches would calm Cat. Kara’s fairly certain her elbow brushing against Cat’s as they worked side-by-side was the only reason Cat didn’t fire people on more than one occasion.

The knowledge transfers well when they start dating.

It’s easier then, when she’s allowed to touch Cat more. She pushes her ankle against Cat’s under the table before Cat can get too upset about her order being wrong. She sits as close as she can on the couch after a long day, their thighs, hips, shoulders pressing together. At big events, when Cat is tense, ready to take on the world, to fix anything that goes off schedule, Kara pets a hand down Cat’s arm and tangles their fingers together, leaning into her until Cat’s posture goes less rigid, until the corners of her mouth twitch upward.

One night on the couch, after Kara has let Cat rant for fifty minutes about the incompetence of the men she’s been working with, Kara tugs on her arm. Cat lets Kara maneuver her until Cat’s head is in Kara’s lap, Kara’s fingers slipping into Cat’s hair.

“I really shouldn’t let you control me so easily,” Cat says, but her eyes are already closed, her whole body already relaxed.

“What do you mean?” Kara asks innocently.

Cat cracks one eye open to look at her. “You’ve been doing this since you were my assistant. Do you think I didn’t notice?”

“Doing what?” Kara smiles.

She scratches her fingernails a little harder into Cat’s scalp, and Cat closes her eyes again and sighs instead of responding.

New Beginnings - Twelve

You woke up the next feeling the happiest you’d felt in a long time. As you showered and made breakfast you genuinely felt like dancing around to “You make my dreams come true,” just like Joseph Gordon-Levitt did in that movie you could never remember the name of. 

You and Spencer had smiled shyly at each other when you’d woken up. It wasn’t the things you’d done last night, it was the words that had been spoken afterwards when you’d been drifting off to sleep. Although neither of you mentioned it, you both knew it had happened.

You’d pulled Spencer in for a kiss just before you’d left the apartment seeing him hesitate slightly before he bent his lips to yours. 

“No more Y/N,” he said afterwards. 

You pouted. “And why not?”

“Because I said we couldn’t do anything until this was over.”

“Well perhaps you shouldn’t have done what you did last night then Spencer.” You raised your eyebrows at him remembering the look in his eyes last night. 

He smirked. “Technically I barely did anything last night except watch. Although I’m more than prepared to watch again.”

“Nope. If you’re not prepared to participate until this is over then I’ll just have to make sure I’m actually alone next time.” You attempted to turn the tables back on him and make him feel uncomfortable. “Next time I’m off in the bath, you’ll just have to imagine what I’m doing without you.”

He laughed instead. “Eidetic memory Y/N. I don’t have to imagine. It’s all stored up here.” He tapped his head before continuing. “In fact I already replayed that little movie in my head once this morning when I was in the shower.”

He strutted off to your front door leaving you standing there speechless. “Coming Y/N?” he called. 

‘Hopefully very soon,’ you thought to yourself

You and Penelope were sat in your office sorting through case files and selecting the ones that could be dealt with via a telephone consultation. These would be given to Agent Hotchner for him to divvy out amongst the rest of the profilers. 

You’d kept one file to aside. Two girls had been murdered, stabbed to death within three weeks of another and the case was local. Both were college age and had the same physical description. Black hair, blue eyes. The first girl had been found in her dorm room by her roommate, and although her boyfriend had been arrested on suspicion and was still the main suspect, he’d be let out on bail having had an alibi.  

The second girl had been found in the doorway of a local Indian restaurant where you and Spencer sometimes grabbed takeout from. The security cameras though had proven useless having been been fakes and given that the girl hadn’t been sexually assaulted like the first and her hand bag was missing, the police had put it down to a mugging gone wrong. The ages and the physical similarities between the two girls had caused the cases to be passed to the BAU for review. 

Rossi and Prentiss were off site for the day, having been asked to interview a death row inmate for the bureaus extensive records. At around noon, Spencer and Morgan knocked on your office door.

“Hey gorgeous girls, we’re heading out to pick up some lunch. Do you wanna come with?” Morgan asked. 

You and Garcia looked around at the piles of paperwork surrounding you both. “I’ll stay here boys. Plenty of work to do and I’d hate to leave my office looking a mess.”

“I’ll stay too then. Can you bring us some food back?” Penelope gave her order to Morgan and then you reeled off yours. 

“Are you sure you didn’t want to come Y/N. I know now how you sometimes like to take care of things yourself." 

You eyes snapped to Spencer’s, not quite believing what he’d said. What sounded relatively innocent to some, definitely did not to you. 

Trying to remain composed you replied, "No thanks Spence. I trust you to get it right for me on this occasion.” You smiled sweetly. 

“Oh I’ll get it right on every occasion, Agent Y/L/N.”

Derek and Garcias heads had been tooing and throwing, eyeing you both throughout the exchange and wondering what they were missing.

“Come on genius, let’s go. You can flirt with Y/N later.” Derek started to walk away, dragging Reid with him.

As they left the room Penelope ran to your office door, slamming it shut.  

“ Spill!” she demanded. You shook your head at her.

“There’s nothing to spill.”

“Don’t you lie to me now missy. He’s been acting different all day. I could have sworn he winked at me earlier when I gave him his coffee, and he’s barely reacted to Derek’s taunts all day.”

She narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “Oh my god. You’ve done it!” she clapped her hands excitedly. “What was it like? Is he good? Is he a genius in bed as well as out?”

“Penelope shut up. We haven’t done it.”

“Something’s happened though…..Tell meeee. You know I live for the moment you two finally get it together. You’re my otp.”

You remained silent so she changed track. 

“Fine. Be like that. I thought we were friends Y/N. Aside from Reid I thought I was your best friend here. We’ve grown pretty close over the last few months. I thought if something important was happening in your life you’d tell me.”

Damn it!! You put down the case file you were currently reading. 

“Pen, if I tell you this, you CANNOT tell anyone. And that includes Derek. There will be no teasing, no off hand remarks, nothing.”

She nodded furiously. “Whatever you say. Just spill, I’m dying here.”

You filled her in on what had happened over the weekend, watching her jaw slowly drop and her cheeks blush as you got to the events of last night. By the time you got to the end, she was actually using the file she was holding to fan herself. 

“Fuuuck.” It wasn’t often Penelope Garcia was speechless but hearing about what a tease Reid had become in the space of a few days had apparently done it. 

“This is Reid we’re talking about right? Tall, lanky, pretty thing that struggles to talk to attractive women without rambling or stuttering…….” You nodded at her. “Well fuck me sideways.”

You burst out laughing at her remark and the gobsmacked look that was still on her face. 

“And why is he refusing to actually sleep with you again?”

You’d had to change your story slightly here as Penelope didn’t know about Joshua Cane. 

“He said he wants to wait til we’ve been officially dating for at least a month.”

“And are you… Officially dating?”

You thought back to the end of last night where the ‘I love you's’ had been exchanged. 

“I guess so. But you cannot say anything to anyone yet Garica.”

She huffed. “Fine but I get first dibs as bridesmaid okay.”

You laughed at her. “Okay”. 

The guys came back handing over your lunches and then going back to their desks to eat. You and Penelope ate as you worked. Every so often you glanced up and out into the bull pen seeing both Morgan and Spencer leaning over various files themselves, reading and working.  
Spencer had always had a habit of biting and licking his bottom lip. Most of the time it was an unconscious habit and you’d always thought it was cute but right now, watching him do it was driving you crazy. You were sure he knew you were watching and was doing it on purpose.

“Garcia, are you going to eat that?” You nodded towards the piece of fruit that she’d left.

“Probably not. Have it if you want it.”

“Thanks.” You took it and unpeeled it. 

You grabbed a folder and buzzed Spencer’s desk phone, signalling him to come to your office. 

“Reid, I need you to take a look at this file straight away.”

He took it out of hand, eyes going to the piece of fruit that was in your other hand. You grinned at him, locking eyes and slowly put the banana to your lips, taking a huge bite.

He turned and fled the office, scurrying back down to the his desk. 

YES!!! 

Victory. 

You’d finally scored a point.  

Your phone buzzed signalling a text message. 

“The folder is empty Y/N”

“I know.”

“Was there really any need for that little display?”

“Yep…..You were messing with me again. You keep biting and licking your lips. You need to stop, cos I wanna bite them and lick them for you.”

You saw him smirk across the office. “All in good time Y/N.”

“Ladies, we’ve got a case.” Agent Hotchner walked into your office.

“Have we sir?” Penelope asked. “We’ve not finished sorting yet.”

“Yes, this one’s come to me directly. You’re aware that the bodies of two eighteen year old females have been found locally in the past three weeks.”

You nodded. “I have the files here Hotch, for review. Has there been another?" 

"Yes. A male and a female, with the same physical description as the others were found this morning in Catton Park. We’ve been asked to step in.”

That was the park you and Spencer had been walking in yesterday. 

You made copies of the original two cases whilst Hotch motioned for Derek and Spencer to join you in the office, advising he’d fill Rossi and Emily in via phone when they were done with their interview. 

When you were all seated he handed out the copies along with the new file. You’d already read the first two this morning so you skipped straight to the third. 

The file included a crime scene photo taken this morning and when you saw that photo, your blood ran cold. 

The male and female were posed, sat underneath the same tree you and Spencer had been, the male with his back to the tree and the female lying on him with her head in his lap. 

The male had a crown of daisies on his head. 

“Sormik’s New Year”, or “Soreo’s New Year’s evening”, or “Fluff that changed into flu disaster” page 5

The text monster! Yes, Sorey threw here honest confession to his one and only (I wish something like this was in game too, but it isn’t necessary since they show their care of another without long confessions) Still, Meebo deserves some straight, clear love, after dork Sorey tried to left Elysia alone and refused to to make Mikleo sub lord at first. Sorey you really need to work harder for your boyfriend! 

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OTP Prompt 38

Person A likes to wear suits and ties, but Person B always has to tie the ties for them.
Person B is about to go on a weekend work trip and is explaining to A how to tie a tie as they do. They glance up to see A just starting at them, dazing.

B: “are you even listening to me?”
A: “what? Oh, uh, heh, not really. I mean, I was listening to your voice, which is really pretty.”
B: “that’s very sweet, but were you paying attention to the words my voice was saying?”
A: “well, no. I already know how to tie a tie. I just really like you to do it for me. It’s a nice way to start off my day.”

8

There are 82 letters in here, and they’re all addressed to you. I wrote them all this summer. One a day, but I never sent them because I was afraid. I was afraid of getting my heart broken again, like before. ‘Cause you hurt me so bad and… I was afraid to be vulnerable. And I was afraid of you and the way that you make me feel. And I know that doesn’t matter now after what I did, but I just thought that you should know. This is how I spent my summer Luke, wanting you… I was just too scared to admit it. I love you.
                                                          I love you too, pretty girl.

anonymous asked:

The Marines try to break Ace and Riskua up. Sabo, who'd been very panicked over this, learns he had nothing to worry about. Because as oblivious those two were before they got together, they're even more oblivious now. They have no idea why everyone around keeps freaking out. "Ace, if you need someone to talk to" "Why? Life is great, the Sunny's docked on the island by us, bye" "Riskua, need me to punch him?" "I can punch people myself. And Ace'll do it for me if I don't feel like it"

*Marine spreading cheating rumours*

“Hey Ace, you’re not looking at any other girls, are you?”

“Nope?”

“Okay then.”

.

“They trust each other too much, sir!”


*Marine’s spread that Riskua’s having doubts about Ace’ bloodline*

“Riskua, you don’t hate me for my bastard father, right?”

“Course not, Tiger. Papa’s pretty notorious himself, so I’d be a damn big hypocrite if I did.” 

“Good to know. On the subject, Shanks’ isn’t planning on popping by anytime soon, right?”

“Nope, I’ll let you know in advance so you can skedaddle before he arrives.” 

“Thanks, Bright Eyes.”

.

“We can’t even set the Yonko on them to break them up, sir.” 

“Damnit, there must be some way to stop this!”

“…So, I hear you’ve been trying to break up my OTP.”

“…Well shit.”

anonymous asked:

so (human) simon is a supernatural fanatic or whatever ??? he's super into lore ok and so he's always tryna guess what ppl around him could potentially be and rlly it just gets on jace's (his roommate) nerves he has no time for simon's bullshit ok bc while he enjoys humoring him he is Not fond of the way simon glares suspiciously @ ppl. it's just rude, simon. anyway simon suspects his new neighbor, raphael, of being a vamp. he almost shits himself upon learning he was right and THEY FALL IN LOVE

If Jace was being honest he brought this onto himself. He’d humor Simon with ‘stories’ of world with demons and angels, werewolves, fairies, vampires and warlocks and the hunters that kept the mundane world safe.

It was fun humor Simon at the time when they were fourteen and just started high school. But he hadn’t expected six years later Simon would still be obsessed, and he wasn’t using that term lightly.

“I think Luke would be a werewolf, the Alpha wolf” Simon leaned over the counter as Jace cooked breakfast in their tiny kitchen.

Jace groans and flips his eggs “it’s 8am Simon”

“I know but-”

“Drink your coffee and got to class Lewis” Jace rolls his eyes. He should have kept his mouth shut. He just wanted a friend that wasn’t Clary or Alec or Izzy and now he can’t seem to loose this one, not even if he wanted to.

-

“Hey beta wolf” Simon greeted Maia when entered the apartment and saw her on the couch sitting besides Jace.

“Beta what?” Maia asked turned to Jace for her instead of asking Simon to send him on a rant.

Jace shrugged “who knows, yesterday at the Huntersmoon he told me Russell will betray the pack”

“Does he do that to everyone?” Maia asked with a fond smile.

“Yes he does” Jace shook his head and turned his head to see why Simon was still standing by the door with his head poked out into the hallway. “Simon what are you doing?”

“Vampire”

“What”

“I mean new neighbor” Simon said and shut the door “and he’s so hot”

Maia chuckled and leaned over Jace to look at Simon “what does he look like”

“He’s so tall and handsome as hell” Simon sang which caused Maia to laugh out loud" okay he’s not tall, he’s actually short and it’s cute and he’s pale I bet he’s a vampire"

“Simon” Jace said in an exasperated tone “our new neighbor isn’t a vampire”

“How would you know” Simon snorted.

“Because those are stories, just stories, people are beginning to think you’re weird” Jace replied.

“Hey that’s not fair” Maia butted in.

“Thank you” Simon responded with a proud smirk.

“It’s Simon people always thought he’s weird”

“Wow I’m hurt Maia”

“That’s what you get for calling me a beta wolf, clearly I’m Alpha material”

-

Simon was suspicious of everyone thank you very much. He just took interest in the people that sparked it. Like The Lightwoods and their mysterious tattoos and Clary and Jocelyn with the same kinds, he took an interest in Dot, the woman never seemed to age and recently in Alec’s boyfriend, Simon swore he saw Magnus’ fingers sparked blue before.

And of course Simon took a special interest in the weird habits of his nocturnal neighbor, Raphael.

Simon wasn’t stalking, he was observing, thank you very much Jace. He noted that Raphael never left his apartment during the day, Simon knows this because their bedroom are right next to each other, he asked -begged- the landlord for a floor plan of the building, and during the day it was as if Raphael wasn’t there either. No noise came through the thin walls. Simon noticed that as soon as the sun went down -which was early during the day winter- Raphael was up and out, not returning until dawn.

-

“There’s something strange about him Maia” Simon paced back and forth in the apartment.

“He probably works in the night Simon” Maia rolled her eyes and flipped her textbook close.

“What kind of job requires you to be out all night huh?”

“Hotel management Simon”

“Yeah a hotel for the undead” Simon scoffed and collapsed on the couch. He’ll figure it out.

-

When Simon came stumbling home at 4am after pulling an all nighter at the library the last person he wanted to see but expected to find awake at this time of night was Raphael.

“Good morning” Raphael says to a half asleep Simon as takes a sip from a thermos.

“Morning” Simon mumbled with a yawn.

Raphael chuckled lightly as they entered the elevator together.

The elevator ride up to their floor was silent save for Simon nervously tapping his feet against the floor.

Simon waited until Raphael disappeared into his room before he started to look for his keys.

Simon mentally cursed himself after awhile when he realized that he’d left in on the coffee table in his rush to leave for class.

After knocking twice Simon sighed and gave up. Jace was most likely at Maia’s place. Simon knock his head against the door with a loud groan.

“Um excuse me” Raphael’s door open and his head poked out “your disturbing me” he teased a distressed Simon.

“Sorry, I got locked out” Simon turned to look at Simon with a pout.

Raphael nodded and turned and walked into his apartment leaving the door open “coming?”

Raphael heard the scrabble as Simon bent down to grab his discarded bag and hoodie “coming”

“Thanks” Simon smiled when he got into the warmth of Raphael’s apartment and out of the chilly hallway. “I’m Simon by the way”

“Raphael and you’re welcome” Raphael said and gestured towards the couch “it’s quite comfortable”

“It will do” Simon smiled and sat on the couch.

“Feel free to use anything you need, our apartments should be the same” Raphael said and walked towards his bedroom “goodnight”

-
It was after twelve in the afternoon when Simon woke up and went to the fridge. He yelped at the sight of bottles of red liquid. Simon’s heart raced and picked up one of the bottle and uncapped it. The stench of blood filled his nose.

“Holy shit” he whispered to himself and hurriedly put the bottle back.

He then turned to look around the apartment. All outside light was shut out by thick black curtains. Simon noted the lack of food beside the bottled blood in the refrigerator.
“Oh god this can’t be happening, this is some crazy prank” Simon whispered to himself when a gush of wind past him.

“What’s wrong Simon?” Raphael’s smooth voice came from behind him.

“N-nothing” Simon stuttered and took a step back.

“Okay then sit down Simon” Raphael said and sat on the couch across from where Simon slept.

“It’s dark in here” Simon avoided Raphael’s gaze as he spoke “there’s blood in the fridge”

Raphael nodded “there is and you know why”

“You’re kidding? Vampires aren’t real”

“Really?” Raphael tilted his head to the side to stare at Simon before dropping his fangs “seems real to me”

“Are you going to kill me? I’m skinny and I didn’t shower, probably wouldn’t taste well” Simon gulped nervously.

Raphael laughed and shock his head “God no, why would I kill you? You’re too pretty”

“I- what?”

“Besides it’s against the laws to kill mundanes, I don’t need your shadowhunter friends to come after me”

4

marvey week [day 5]: au verse

Shock. That’s what Harvey feels when he opens the door to find Mike on the other side, even though the word isn’t nearly powerful enough to convey the full scope and depth of what Harvey is feeling right now. He checks his watch, because it’s entirely possible his sense of time has become somewhat distorted due to the emotions of the day, but no, it’s 4pm. The exact time Mike and Rachel’s wedding ceremony was supposed to begin.

“What are you doing here?”

“What do you think?” Mike says, voice tinged ever so slightly with anger, before he storms into the apartment.

Harvey slowly closes the door, taking a moment to gather his wits before heading into the apartment to face Mike.

“Tell me why,” Mike demands.

Harvey lets out a resigned sigh, shaking his head. “No.”

“Harvey, I asked you to be my best man, and when you said no, I accepted that, even though it fucking hurt. But if that wasn’t bad enough, yesterday you tell me that you aren’t coming to the ceremony and refuse to tell me why. I mean, what the hell man? After everything -” Mike cuts himself off, taking in a shaky breath like he isn’t sure he can go on. Harvey wants to say something, but he knows Mike too well now, knows he’s just getting started, and interrupting him would just make things worse. Mike takes one more deep breath before continuing, “This morning, when I was supposed to be getting ready for the most important day of my life, all I could think about was you. I was on the verge of a goddamn panic attack because the most important person in my life wasn’t going to be present for the most important day of my life and you…" Mike trails off, his face distorting with realization. “Oh my God, you fucking knew, didn’t you? You knew that I was really in love with you and that was why you weren’t going to come to the wedding.”

Harvey feels like he can’t breathe. He doesn’t even think about it, taking a small step forward. “Mike, believe me when I tell you, I didn’t know.”

Mike looks nervous, chest rising and falling like he’s just run a mile. “You didn’t?”

Harvey shakes his head. “All I knew was that I was in love with you. And I couldn’t just sit there and watch you marry someone else. That’s why I said no to being your best man. It’s why I couldn’t go to your wedding.”

Mike just looks at him for a moment. “Why didn’t you ever tell me?” he asks, plaintively.

“Why didn’t you ever tell me?” Harvey counters.

“Because I didn’t know!” Mike exclaims, indignant.

“Yeah, well, now you do,” Harvey says defensively.

Mike just looks at him for a moment before bursting out into laughter, his whole body sagging with it. It isn’t long before Harvey joins him.

“We’re ridiculous,” Mike says, grinning.

Harvey smiles. “Agreed.”

Mike takes a step forward. “Kiss me.”

“Gladly,” Harvey replies, before doing just that.

Shallura: Mom and Dad relationship
Shklance: Orgy
Shidge: Dad and daughter/son
Sheith: Brother relationship
Shance: Lance teaching Shiro memes
Shunk: This is a ship?

Klance: Space Ranger Partners (cred to Jeremy for the name)
Kunk: “Bro…you light up my world” “..Bro..”
Kidge: Salty sister meets Bad Brother
Kallura: I have no commentary for this for specific reasons.

Lank: TOTAL BROTP LET’S GO REK SOME STUFF BRO
Lidge: Meme brother meets meme sister
Lallura: “Hello pretty lady” “I am married.”

Hidge: Cute techies wanting to have fun and play video games

Pallura: “Mom you literally don’t understand.” “WELL TEACH ME!”

BONUS!!

Ultimate Meme Team: Lance, Hunk, Pidge

Ultimate BROTP: Lank

Ultimate sibling otp: Lidge

KEEP THE SOURCE!! @krikklekrakkle

Rec Thursday

IT’S A BIG DAY, ALL. In honor of the day we officially heard about season 11, I’m recommending my favorite David and Gillian projects!

1. THE X-FILES. I mean, well, this one doesn’t even need to be mentioned, except that it always needs to be mentioned. 

2. Alias - This is one of those rare shows that, at least in my opinion, doesn’t have a bad episode. It’s so action-packed, the relationships are heart wrenching, and Sydney Bristow is one of the best and most badass characters ever. 

3. Monk - Every episode of this show is so sad and funny at the same time. Adrian Monk is a beautiful character who you can’t help but fall in love with.

4. Friends - A comedy classic. It made me (and I think everyone else) long to live in a New York apartment (that was as nice as theirs) with a group of friends who were like family, with a coffee shop just downstairs.

5. Psych - The writing on this show was amazing. There are more pop culture  references than any one person can handle and the real MVP relationship is between Dule Hill and James Roday. Give me that allll day. Come on, son.

6. Westworld - This show is such a trip. It’s intense, for sure, and I’d suggest reading a little about it before you start. But it is done SO well. I’d expect nothing less from something JJ Abrams puts his name on.

7. The Fall - Gillian Anderson. Do I really need to say anything more? She has created one of the best, most quietly intense characters there is, and I love her even more because of it.

8. Madam Secretary - One of my favorite shows on t.v. currently. Tea Leoni is stunning in every way. I love the politics, but I love the family dynamics even more. PLEASE WATCH.

9. The Great British Bake Off - Okay, everybody. This show is the ultimate comfort program for me. I love to bake, but even if you don’t, I think you can enjoy it. Mary Berry and Paul Hollywood, Mel and Sue, and cake. HOW CAN YOU GO WRONG? <3

10. Cheers - What a genius program. It practically all takes place in one setting but it never gets boring. There’s a pretty big transition that happens in the middle bit, but it stays good. It’s so funny and you’ll cry when it’s over. Oh, and you might as well go straight into Frasier when you’re done.

11. Fringe - An X-Files-inspired sic-fi JJ Abrams t.v. show. What could possibly be wrong with that?! Peter and Olivia are the otp you didn’t know you needed.

12. Newsroom - A smart show that ended too soon and didn’t give me enough episodes to watch. Jeff Daniels is crazy good

13. The West Wing - One of the smartest shows ever and the most perfectly cast show in history. Each member of this ensemble will make you fall in love with them and teach you something in the process.

voltron s4 daaamn...

so like i just finished and like i ship the klance and i don’t mind the other otps i just prefer the klance more and if you dont like the klance well shit thats cool im not gonna fight you you do you boo and i’ll do me…and yeah there weren’t any klance moments but all i kept thinking about was like “daaamn keith you getting on mah god damn nerves acting like god damn sasuke with the leaving and the coming back bullshit” if you wanna know what i mean yo ask ill answer….

on another note all y’all crazys fighting over the ships like calm the fuck down…stay in yo lane and shit jeezus…..I like klance as much as the next person but i ain’t gonna fight people cuz i didn’t see it…that’s why i read the fanfics. That way i get what i want from people who also enjoy the otp stress free. by the way authors i love your stuff and i wanna say that y'all do a fabulous job of writing. 

anyways this season gave me all the feels both good and bad; now thats its over i’m gonna have to find something to do till the next season….daaaaamn….

#5 Test Potions (pt.1)

It was a usual day at the burrow. Harry, Ginny, and Ron were playing quidditch, Hermione was hiding inside after her latest fight with her boyfriend, Fred and George were working on a new potion in their old room, and Molly and Arthur were out Christmas shopping.

Even though they had all been graduated for several years they all came back to the Weasley’s for Christmas.

“Knock knock.” Hermione said as she walked into the twins room carrying a tray with three steaming cups. “Who wants hot cocoa?”

“Yes please!” Fred and George exclaimed with childlike excitement.

“Hermione, you truly know the way into a mans heart.” George complimented her as he took a mug.

“Tell that to your brother.” Hermione laughed and sat down on the floor next to George. Despite her smile the boys could tell she was really upset. They both exchanged a concerned glance.

“Are you guys fighting again?” Fred asked her hesitantly.

“It’s really not a big deal.” Hermione told them, her voice solum. “We’ve gotten through worse, we’ll be fine.” Although her tone made it seem more like she was trying to convince herself more then them.

“Well if he can’t see how lucky he is to have a girl like you then he’s crazy.” Fred assured her with a small smile as George went back to work on finishing their potion.

Hermione studied Fred for a moment before returning his smile. “Thanks Fred.” She said, still sounding unconvinced.

“And you let us know if he starts acting like any more of git. We’ll make him pay.” Fred continued, trying to lighten the mood.

George finished mixing the think pink liquid, “That’s right ‘Mione. Turn his pillow back into a tarantula, we will.”

Hermione laughed with her friends.

“So what are you guys working on anyways?” She asked them.

The twins went completely ridged.

“Well…” George started.

“You see…” Fred tried.

“We know you don’t necessarily approve of them…”

“But the market, it’s really in high demand!”

“We have an obligation to our costumers you know.”

“Just tell me!” Hermione exclaimed still giggling.

“Love potions.” Fred finally said.

Hermione’s smile fell.

“Love potions!?” She nearly yelled. “I have told you two a million times the dangers and repercussions of messing with this kind of thing! But do you listen? No! No one ever listens! You do realize that I’m not called ‘the brightest witch of my age’ for nothing? Why don’t you ever listen? You have got to stop working on these kinds of potions immediately!!”

“Relax Hermione.” Fred told her holding his hands up in surrender. “We’re working on a safe love potion.”

Hermione rolled her eyes. “No such thing.”

“No really!” Fred assured her. “It’ll wear off quicker then others, the drinker will snap out of it if they’re in any real danger, we’re even trying to fix up an antidote just in case.” As Fred explained this George took a spoonful of the potion from the cauldron sitting between them. He inspected it quickly and mixed it into what remained of his hot cocoa and then turned to pack up the rest.

“Well I still don’t approve,” Hermione retorted, “but I guess that it’s better then it could be.” She reached down and picked up her mug and took a long drink.

George finished pouring the potion into containers and turned back to Fred and Hermione. After a split second his eyes widened in horror.

“HERMIONE NO!” He yelled nearly making her drop the mug.
“What the bloody hell George!?” Hermione shouted back at him, nearly choking on her cocoa.

“Hermione… That was my mug.” He said slowly. Fred’s expression shifted to a petrified stare.

“Well I’m sorry but you don’t have to freak out at me!” Hermione scolded him.

“No, Hermione…. I had just put some of the potion in there… For testing.” George explained cautiously.

Hermione’s expression mirrored Fred’s as she understood, “what?” She whispered.

“Well for testing purposes… Timing, strength, taste, all that. I was going to drink some.” George continued, “It’s…. Well it’s…” He glanced at his twin saying a silent apology. “This one’s got Fred’s hair in it so…”

This time Hermione did drop the mug letting it smash on the ground, spilling what little was left inside. Fred still couldn’t move. “You have an antidote don’t you?” Hermione asked desperately. “You said you were making antidotes!”

Fred finally cleared his throat and spoke, “I said we were going to be trying to make one. We haven’t yet.” His voice was quiet and strained.

“Oh god. Oh god, oh god, oh god.” Hermione muttered, “OH SHIT!” She yelled scaring both the boys, “What about Ron! He’ll never speak to me again if he sees me following you around under a love potion.“

“We’ll tell him we accidentally let you drink a prototype, no biggie.” Fred tried to sound confident for her.

“Are you kidding? He’ll kill us! Or at least try, and then we’ll kill him and then mum’ll kill us!” George argued.

“Well then we’ll figure something out!” Fred told them both urgently. “We can hide it, somehow.”

“Right, well you work on that I’m going to go lock myself in my room, or maybe I’ll try throwing this awful potion up.” Hermione quickly stood up and darted out of the room looking panicked.
“Blimey George, this is a disaster.” Fred told his twin, running his hands through his already messy hair. “The affects are going to start any second.”

“Hey, at least you like her right.” George chuckled with a sly smirk as he watched Fred pace. “You should be thanking me.”

Fred froze. “You… you did this on purpose?”

“It wasn’t exactly difficult to swap mugs. We perfected that art when we were 4.” George patted his twin on the back as he laughed. “Don’t say I never did anything for you.”

___________

Omg I typed this whole thing out (part one and two), and then went to upload part one and they were both GONE! Ikr. I had to completely re-do it from memory ugh. I think it came out pretty well regardless but I guess I’ll have to wait to see what you guys think (all 59 of you! That’s crazy!!). As always, let me know what you liked and disliked about this, or any suggestions you have for future fics, I would love to hear your ideas and help bring them to life as best I can. Until next time, Kisses!

PART TWO IS COMING SOON TO PHONES, LAPTOPS, AND TABLETS NEAR YOU!!!

anonymous asked:

I just realized a weird parallel between Shane and Kai—they were both characters essentially written for Bonnie and were ruined by including other characters from the series in their storylines because their relevance pretty much only has to do with Bonnie and to do otherwise seemed forced. Also they were both potential dark ships for her that didn't get explored because, well you know the writers. The big difference is Bonkai is otp while Bane is meant to end as a learning experience.

Oookay, after I read this ask, I had a moment where I was all like

Originally posted by mathias-strato

It was great. Tbh, I wasn’t a huge Shane fan, his relationship with Bonnie kinda wigged me out. But I love that you shared this and the things it made me think.

Shane and Kai would also be contemporaries in age and paralleled each other in that both of them exposed Bonnie to facets of her family history she didn’t know and might not have learned if she hadn’t met them. Both of them being older men who definitely brought out darker sides in Bon, gave them both a very devil-in-paradise mystique. Lol Eve in the garden with two snakes. Honestly, I think it says a lot about Bonnie that she was drawn to them in this almost sexual way. It was a very adult and visceral attraction that she didn’t really have with Ben, Jeremy, Enzo, or Luka, which were all a bit more - idk. Innocent? I can’t quite find the appropriate word, but it was very puppy-like, while her attraction to Shane and Kai was definitely more magnetized.

A really cool way that they opposed each other is that they brought out her darkness in very opposite ways. Shane did so through control, by manipulating and mentoring her through Expression. Meanwhile, Kai did so through entropy, igniting these wild reactions and really overactive emotions in Bonnie. Order vs chaos, ya know? I definitely agree that Bonkai is endgame material and Bane (lol, that ship name) was that one relationship you look back on like “oh fuck, what was I thinking?” - I am a bit biased though.

Thanks so much for this ask nonny, you got me all in meta mode!

a-harmless-force  asked:

c i e l o i s

you know me so well, this is why youre my best friend 💕


General:

  • Rate the Ship -  
    Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs
  • How long will they last? - forever. they have to.
  • How quickly did/will they fall in love? - pretty quick, love at first sight!! (EPISODE 5)
  • How was their first kiss? - they bumped noses, giggled, and had a sweet and passionate kiss 💕

Wedding:

  • Who proposed? - CIEEEELL
  • Who is the best man/men? - probs sebs and the other servants, tanaka walking alois down the aisle (*^^*)
  • Who is the braid’s maid(s)? - Hannah, Lizzy, Mey Rin, Sieglinde maybe? Doll couldnt make it :(
  • Who did the most planning? - Alois, it has to be perfect to a T! (thats how you say it, right?)
  • Who stressed the most? - Ciel, he would be like “shit is he gonna bail”
  • How fancy was the ceremony? -
    Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.
  • Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - FUCKING CLAUDE

Sex:

if you specifically said if they were adults, id answer this :P

Children:

  • How many children will they have naturally? - none, they cant :(
  • How many children will they adopt? - 3. please. or 2? or 1???
  • Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - both, theyd split the work
  • Who is the stricter parent? - Ciel, is that even a question?
  • Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - both, theyre protective!!
  • Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? - alois, and he always writes notes saying “i love you” and “have a good day” with a bunch of hearts and he packs cookies (*^^*)
  • Who is the more loved parent? - both, hopefully
  • Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? Ciel, he wants to know how kids are doing!!
  • Who cried the most at graduation? - ALOIS. WE ALL KNOW THAT.
  • Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - Alois, but the kids will get a hell of a scolding

Cooking:

  • Who does the most cooking? - both, they alternate nights
  • Who is the most picky in their food choice? - both, they're nobles!! they want the highest quality!!!
  • Who does the grocery shopping? - Alois, and he dances in the aisles as he walks
  • How often do they bake desserts? - extremely often, we all know ciel has a bad sweet tooth!
  • Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - meat, most likely
  • Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? - Ciel, he would probably be lovey dovey, he just only lets alois see it
  • Who is more likely to suggest going out? - Alois, he would suggest it constantly
  • Who is more likely to burn the house down accidentally while cooking? -Ciel, he so would 😂

Chores:

  • Who cleans the room? - Alois :P
  • Who is really against chores? - both, but theyll still do them if they have to
  • Who cleans up after the pets? - Ciel, and he would hate it lmao
  • Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - both ngl
  • Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - ciel, but he is always stressed
  • Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - alois, and hed stash it in his shorts but shhhhhh dont tell ciel

Misc:

  • Who takes the longer showers/baths? - Alois, he is always busy singing and dancing because its just him
  • Who takes the dog out for a walk? - both, theyll take walks together and hold hands!!
  • How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - EVERY FUCKING HOLIDAY OF THE YEAR BECAUSE ALOIS IS EXTRA
  • What are their goals for the relationship? - to support each other and love each other for the rest of their long lived lives because they are broken and need healing 💕
  • Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - both of them 😂
  • Who plays the most pranks? - ALOIS (BUT CIEL GETS HIM BACK BIG TIME)

thanks for asking, lovely!! i love you <3

  • otp: it's a pretty name.
  • otp: i'm a friend
  • otp: it looks better on you
  • otp: i was hoping to find you
  • otp: it was lucky you came
  • otp: when he's around it's like the lights dim everywhere else
  • otp: maybe i like you
  • otp: i don't wanna get you dead
  • otp: you even look pretty when you go to sleep
  • otp: sleep tight
  • otp: that is so romantic
  • otp: perfect gentleman
  • otp: when i'm around you all i can think about is how badly i want to kiss you.
  • otp: you're in love with a vampire
  • otp: it was unbelievable
  • otp: he's never done anything to hurt me
  • otp: i have feelings for him
  • otp: i just wanted to see if you were okay
  • otp: i care about him
  • otp: i have to walk away
  • otp: it's painful
  • otp: it's too hard for me to be around her
  • otp: a vampire in love with a slayer
  • otp: do you think i could stand it if anything happened to you
  • otp: i really like your dress
  • otp: i missed you
  • otp: i'm not gonna fight you
  • otp: you can't just turn and walk away from me
  • otp: i can walk you home
  • otp: one thing already has led to another
  • otp: i'm just trying to protect you
  • otp: when you kiss me i wanna die
  • otp: you're never gonna get between those two
  • otp: things used to be simple, then she came along
  • otp: yeah, i get jealous
  • otp: do you love me
  • otp: i love you
  • otp: i wanted to make sure you were okay
  • otp: you're the one freaky thing in my freaky world that still makes sense to me
  • otp: let's get you some place safe
  • otp: nobody messes with my boyfriend
  • otp: you shouldn't have to touch me when i'm like this
  • otp: i didn't even notice
  • otp: you stay away from her
  • otp: he's good
  • otp: what did you do to him
  • otp: if we don't go now he could die
  • otp: kiss me
  • otp: finally something i wanna do
  • otp: when I look into the future all i see is you
  • otp: all I want is you
  • otp: i'm right here
  • otp: surprise me
  • otp: i like seeing you first thing in the morning
  • otp: the part where we say goodbye is getting harder
  • otp: what if I never feel this way again
  • otp: i'll be back
  • otp: i have something for you
  • otp: it's a sign of devotion
  • otp: where it with the heart pointing towards you
  • otp: it means you belong to someone
  • otp: don't go
  • otp: take me instead of her
  • otp: you almost went away today
  • otp: i love you, i try not to but i can't stop
  • otp: just kiss me
  • otp: she made me feel like a human being
  • otp: i was so worried
  • otp: my first instinct is to run to him
  • otp: you're still the only thing he thinks about
  • otp: i need her
  • otp: i'll die without her
  • otp: i can't stop thinking about her
  • otp: you made me the man i am today
  • otp: he was the first, i mean the only
  • otp: i wanted to say goodbye
  • otp: you are the one thing in this dimension i will miss
  • otp: you can't kill me
  • otp: i know you loved him and he proved more than once that he loved you
  • otp: i love you
  • otp: close your eyes
  • otp: i'm gonna keep helping you get better
  • otp: i worry about you
  • otp: be careful
  • otp: you'll be in love until it kills you both
  • otp: what i want from you i can never have
  • otp: there's got to be some way we can still see each other
  • otp: tell me you don't love me
  • otp: i had to see you
  • otp: i'll never hurt her
  • otp: stay with me
  • otp: forever
  • otp: i'll never leave
  • otp: i want you so badly
  • otp: i want to take comfort in you
  • otp: you have the power to do real good
  • otp: i love you so much
  • otp: i tried to make you go away, i killed you and it didn't help
  • otp: i hate that it's so hard and that you can hurt me so much
  • otp: i wish i wished you dead, but i don't, i can't
  • otp: if I can't convince you that you belong in this world, i don't know what can
  • otp: strength is fighting, we can do it together
  • otp: it's important to keep fighting
  • otp: it's sweet and thoughtful
  • otp: you could never be hopeless or boring, even if you tried
  • otp: you walked down the steps and i loved you
  • otp: i could see your heart
  • otp: more than anything I wanted to keep your heart safe, warm it with my own
  • otp: i can't watch you die again
  • otp: i love you, nothing can change that, not even death
  • otp: i am not ready to lose you
  • otp: i like you
  • otp: i wanted to take you out somewhere fun
  • otp: it feels nice just to feel
  • otp: i love her
  • otp: you were a real soldier
  • otp: is there anything i can do to make it better
  • otp: you still my girl? - always
  • otp: i just wanna make sure you're safe
  • otp: i won't let anything happen to you
  • otp: no matter what i'll always be with you
  • otp: i love you, even if you're covered with slime
  • otp: you look good
  • otp: i hated hurting you, more than i could stand
  • otp: i've been with dozens of girls and more and there's no comparison
  • otp: in exactly 243 years i've loved exactly one person
  • otp: i can help you
  • otp: we'll be okay
  • otp: i think you look perfect
  • otp: you're all she can see of tomorrow
  • otp: i've been thinking about our future
  • otp: you deserve more
  • otp: you know how much i love you
  • otp: don't love you? i didn't know i had a choice in that
  • otp: i want my life to be with you
  • otp: how am i supposed to stay away from you
  • otp: right now i'm just trying to keep from dying
  • otp: i feel like i can't breathe
  • otp: i miss you
  • otp: it's a big night, i didn't wanna miss it
  • otp: dance with me
  • otp: you're gonna be okay
  • otp: i can't leave you
  • otp: i need you
  • otp: i didn't wanna go without seeing you
  • otp: you have to live
  • otp: it is never over
  • otp: i won't let you die
  • otp: i'm not going to say goodbye
  • otp: if I was blind i would find you
  • otp: forever, that's the point
  • otp: i was there to protect her
  • otp: she will always be part of me and that's never going to change
  • otp: when you're around i feel you whether i see you or not
  • otp: as far as kisses go i thought it was well above average
  • otp: it was incredible
  • otp: i need to be sure you won't get hurt
  • otp: i'm not saying i don't want you, you know how much i do
  • otp: this is the dream
  • otp: it feels pretty amazing
  • otp: we'll make it work
  • otp: i want to stay awake so this day can keep happening
  • otp: this is the first time i ever really felt this way
  • otp: it's perfect
  • otp: we're together
  • otp: how can we be together if the cost is your life
  • otp: i won't just stand by and watch you fight, maybe die, alone
  • otp: more than ever i know how much i love you
  • otp: how am i supposed to go on with my life knowing what we had
  • otp: i felt your heart beat
  • otp: i'll never forget
  • otp: his moment of true happiness occurred because he was with her
  • otp: i loved him more than i will ever love anything in this life
  • otp: i would have given everything i had to be with him
  • otp: do you have any idea what it was like for me to see you with her
  • otp: i see you again and it cuts me up inside
  • otp: in all those years no one ever mattered, not like she did
  • otp: i came here because you were in danger
  • otp: i just wanted to make sure she was all right
  • otp: i can stay in town as long as you want
  • otp: how's forever
  • otp: i just wanna bask
  • otp: shoulder to shoulder, i'm yours
  • otp: i can't risk you
  • otp: ours is a forever love