“The first time we worked together, I came home and I said [to my wife], ‘Whoa, this kid who’s playing my son… he’s got it. He is something special. It’s this kid named Dylan… so talented.’ I could teach someone to have craft, but you can’t teach talent and it’s amazing and it’s such a pleasure to work with him.” - Linden Ashby
I think this tweet is hilarious, so uh, I wrote this.
Levi dislikes going to the dentist, except… well, guess who his dentist is this time. Rather cavity inducing fluff. As always, it’s on Ao3.
Levi hated the dentist’s.
He hated doctor’s appointments with the same ferocity, for that matter. It wasn’t a phobia, per say; he wasn’t afraid of needles or pain. It was that strange hands prodding at his body made his skin crawl and the overly clean scent of latex and disinfectant reminded him of the germs squirming, unseen, across the counters. Foreign hands, foreign germs, all over his body, leaving marks he couldn’t see and had to scrub away blindly.
you thought you could leave me behind.. but you still smell my scent at night, don’t you? you thought you could forget the way I rub your back till you fall in deep sleep but you’ve been having trouble dreaming lately, haven’t you? you thought you could go about your life.. like everything is alright.. but your stomach flips at the thought of me loving again, doesn’t it? you thought you could fuck someone else as if our love burned like hell but you can still feel me in every woman you please.. I know what it’s like to stare at the sky and pray for everything to fall in place.. for everything to be alright.. I know you wonder why, I’m still on your mind.. took me time too. you thought you could love again.. without my permission.. without recognition that I taught you to love me Ina way you’ll never be loved in return. you thought I’d let you throw me away so you could forget me?