Denise message: “MY WORDS ARE A SPELL I’M CASTING ON YOU ALL”
Everybody will be in next week’s ep for the continuation of Liam’s one-shot!
If Pike had been in the Nine Hells, Percy probably would’ve signed the contract secretly as opposed to up-front. She’s the only one who can actually evoke shame in them at this point.
Taliesin was planning the entire time to scry on Scanlan and has been trying to make an excuse to steal the Scrying Eye for weeks.
Pike’s moment with the earring, talking to Scanlan, was 100% improv.
Laura suspects Sam wouldn’t have been able to pull off Scanlan’s departure if Pike had been there. As it was, after the show went on break, Sam felt so bad that he ran over and gave a hug to everyone. If he’d made Pike cry, according to Laura: “he’d be UNFORGIVABLE.”
Taliesin semi-bullshitted the Grey Hunt stuff and Matt rolled with it. Taliesin gave him a ride to the airport the next day and they talked about how much they enjoyed how it worked out.
Laura points out that she’s the type of gamer who reloaded the game 20 times in ME3 to try to find a way to get a resolution that would be good for everyone when one didn’t exist, and she had that same sense of frustration when she got home after the game. She was really upset over the resolution of the Grey Hunt, but is feeling a bit better knowing it at least wasn’t failure.
Ashley and Travis both briefly thought the Grey Hunt was gonna be a weird proposal. Taliesin: “I feel like in our friends group the proposals have been getting more and more ridiculous. That would be the meta-continuation.”
Taliesin points out that Percy has a problem with abandonment and the whole thing with Scanlan is hitting his “really serious anger management issues.” Percy was hoping to get Vex’s vague permission/help over the Scanlan thing, and when it wasn’t forthcoming, he changed his plans to be less extreme. Percy’s also dealing with guilt over not feeling useful in the underwater fight, and is displacing that as anger over Scanlan not being there to mitigate that issue.
Pike’s got a lot of lingering resentment over Scanlan leaving.
Vex would’ve approached the Hunt differently if she’d known more about the creature ahead of time. Everyone decides that it probably killed a lot of small, cute woodland creatures when it threw the tree at Vex.
Percy’s most angry about Scanlan leaving the group and abandoning his responsibilities. Everyone else has to deal with the horrible shit going on, but he’s the one who gets to fall apart.
Ashley was disappointed not to be in the Hells—she was wondering if she might’ve had a permanent shift in her personality as a result of staying there. Ashley really struggled with playing Pike as a good character early in the home game.
Vex was at 10 HP at the end of the Hunt. Taliesin didn’t think there was a real chance of death there, because Matt’s great at building tests that are terribly difficult but not fatal, but was more worried that she was gonna fail. Laura: “God, I would’ve felt like a loser!”
Ashley and Laura have both kept themselves from watching the scene that was just Taliesin and Sam and Matt in the room.
The idea of leaving with Scanlan crossed Ashley’s mind when she watched the episode, but it’s tough to tell what would’ve happened if she’d been there, because so much of the show is in-the-moment.
Vex thinks of Whitestone as home, more than Greyskull.
Pike feels some guilt over Scanlan’s departure because of the pranking. “I never thought he would be mad at something like that, of all people.” Percy didn’t feel bad about it, because that’s not where Scanlan’s anger really came from. Pike still feels bad, knowing that.
Poor Brian has food poisoning and had to run off-set midway through the show. Ashley jumps in to take over. “Okay, Laura and Ashley. Uh. Me.”
Taliesin says Percy and Cassandra don’t really talk about personal things—she probably doesn’t know about Vex, although she suspects. They love each other and all, but they’re not a very warm family. “It’s cold and we live in a castle, for god’s sake.” Laura sums it up: “Cassandra is no Vax.” Percy and Cassandra weren’t super close as kids. “She was a brat.”
Brian judges Ashley for not coming up with a funnier excuse for his running off-screen.
Vex and Vax have been growing into their own people over the past few months, but Laura doesn’t know how Vex will deal with being in Whitestone without having Vax around, without the comfort of knowing the person she loves most is nearby.
Percy has come up with contingency plans for if the other party members go rogue. Brian: “Tell me about it.” Taliesin: “No. They’re in the room.”
Vex has an affinity for nature, and while she’s growing accustomed to Whitestone, she’s more comfortable not being around people, because it lets her keep from putting on an act.
Before Pike died, her hair was black (with a purple streak), and after she died, her hair turned white.
Ashley gets asked about Pike’s parents and grandparents, and there is a story there, but she refuses to answer in case it comes up in the game.
Someone asks about Percy breaking his "honesty streak.” Taliesin: “It’s not an honesty streak, it’s just a period of not being caught lying.” Laura: “People think [Percy]’s much better than he is.”
Blurbs on the back of Tary’s book. Percy: “A fascinating addition to the Audubon chronicles of Emon.” Vex: “Don’t believe the lies.” Pike: “I enjoyed the artwork in particular. Great read, but the artwork is fantastic. By the late and great artist, Doty(e), someone whom we used to know.”
Talks Machine in the Dark:
If Pike had a companion along the lines of Trinket, it would be a baby snow owl.
Taliesin wants fanart of Strawberry Shortcake-esque little animal pets for all of them.
Taliesin hasn’t thought about what Grog’s title would entail. “Now that you’ve said it, I’m having thoughts, and they’re all ridiculous and a little mean.”
Favorite spells outside their class: all agree that Chromatic Spray is cool. Taliesin misses using Prestidigitation. Brian: “I don’t have that spell because I can’t pronounce it.”
Percy smells like sandalwood and gunpowder.
After a long debate over which character would win in a Survivor AU, they eventually decide everyone would survive and they’d all do just fine together.
Ashley and Laura have matching compass tattoos, along with two more of their friends—they each have a direction.
High-school superlatives. Pike: “Best legs.” Percy would have a series along the lines of “President of chess club, president of yearbook club. Most likely to help make the yearbook.”
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everything is tidy, everything costs more than your entire life savings, everything is color coordinated to go with this soft lilac aesthetic and his storage space in the basement of the apartment building is full of artisan scented candles that’s why his apartment always smells like literally. heaven
im serious,,,,,,,he is a candles person like look at him,,,,,
and most of the kids in your building are convinced small woodland creatures help him get dressed in the morning or something because he looks like a prince that came alive straight out of a movie??? plus he just gives off this really regal, dignified air
it’s hard to imagine that he’s just living life like all of us ordinary people like,,,,,,,,,,,
has a parakeet for a pet that he named chamomile,,,,,like after the flower,,,,,,,like how cute
likes to play ambient instrumental music when he’s cooking or cleaning and he’ll sway to the music and hum ,,,,,,, has a personalized apron that was a gift from his mom like,,,,,,please
nags at all his other friends who are living alone because,,,,,,,do they not own feather dusters???? they don’t use coasters??????
“um i know your shoes are off but where are your slippers hyuk ive bought you like 5 pairs already-”
you know hakyeon because you live next door to each other, but also you’ve run into him at the same home economics store like a hundred times and he’s always in the candles section which you think is really adorable
like here is this tall, beautiful looking man getting overly excited about candles,,,,,,like it just always makes you smile when you see him
and you actually have a date tonight with someone you’ve liked since,,,,,forever and you finally had the courage to ask them out and they’re coming for dinner
and as you’re preparing you’re like OOO i should get a candle for the table,,,,,,,but sadly you have none - BUT there is someone who can totally help you out
and when you knock on hakyeon’s door he more than gladly lends you a candle and he’s like “are you finally getting into them like me??” and you’re like “hmmm,,,,,,you could say that,,,,,,”
and you put it on the table, planning to light it when your date shows up,,,,,,,,but,,,,,,an hour passes
and you realize as the clock hits 10 pm and your hungry stomach is growling that the person isn’t coming,,,,and you check your phone for absolutely no messages
and you sit at the table and put your head down on it and sigh because this always happens, you get your hopes up and they come crashing down around you
and you look up and see the candle and you’re like “might as well return this.” so you drag yourself up and knock on hakyeon’s door again
and he answers with a smile that turns to a frown when he sees you standing there, dejected and you’re like “i,,,,,,ended up not needing it.”
and hakyeon is like looking at you and just from the saddness written over your face he can tell,,,,,,,,,,that this candle was meant to be shared with someone,,,,,,but that didn’t happen
and quietly he asks if you might want to talk about it, but you just shrug your shoulders and you’re like “there’s nothing to say, they just,,,,,,didn’t show up.” and hakyeon is like “maybe something came up-” and you laugh sadly and you’re like “i think,,,,,,they just stood me up.”
and hakyeon makes a face and is like “well then, they must be out of their minds. but that makes sense.” and you look up at him and he’s like “well,,,,,,,,let’s just say if you asked me to dinner i wouldn’t make you wait number one and i wouldn’t make you cook for me, i’d be thankful to invite you over and cook for you! i’d have to be the one doing the impressing, i’d feel so lucky to have gotten someone like you to say yes to me.”
and you’re staring at him,,,,,,,in shock because no one has ever said something so flattering to you and you’re like in your head like he’s just trying to cheer you up it doesn’t mean anything
and you try to smile and you’re like “,,,,thank you,,,,,,,if only everyone was like you,,,,,,,,” and hakyeon steps to the side and is like
“no one is like me, but im serious. come in and let me impress you, if you’re ok with having that date with me instead?”
and for a moment you’re like,,,,,,is this,,,,,,,seriously happening?
and hakyeon is smiling, showing you the candle and with a wink he’s like “we can even light this too!”
and you suddenly blush,,,,, looking away and hakyeon is like “it’s ok if you feel uncomfortable, i won’t push you to sta-”
but your stomach is like please,,,,,,feed me,,,,,,,but also,,,,,,,like hakyeon???? inviting you???? to a dinner date?????? did fate arrange this or something,,,,,did getting stood up just turn into the best thing ever????
and that’s exactly what happens you find yourself seated at hakyeon’s dinner table and he’s like “pardon my humble choice of cooking instant meals,,,,,,,im not that good,,,,,,at cooking”
and you’re like “it’s fine, im impressed either way.” and hakyeon laughs at your little joke and he’s like “is it the candle that got you?”
and you’re like “maybe, but also,,,,,,,,,,,,it’s hard not to be impressed when i just,,,,,well ,,,,,,,look at you”
and hakyeon sits back and touches his face and he’s like “really? well,,,,i knew i wasn’t bad looking but im glad it worked on you~”
and you’re like “hakyeon, not to be blunt but it works on EVERYONE”
and hakyeon laughs again, but this time you can see him clear his throat in slight embarrassment and oh my god YOU just made the GREAT hakyeon blush
and you get giddy eating your instant dinner and hakyeon is just like “when i see the person who stood you up, i might just throw this candle in th-”
and you’re like no no don’t do that,,,,,but oh my god who knew such savagery lay beneath such a handsome face
simple, no games, grey and white patterned everything
pictures of his family and of his nephew in frames on his desk and hanging up on his wall
doesn’t,,,,,,,,,,,,,have a tv??????? how does he entertain himself?????
really big bookshelf though,,,,,he really likes to read. has recently gotten into composing so he bought himself a keyboard and a program for his laptop but he isn’t really sure how to go about it just yet
has like (1) painting in his house that his friend ken made for him and taekwoon isn’t even sure,,,,,like,,,,,,what it is,,,,,,,,but ken specifically did it in black and white so it would fit what he calls “taekwoon’s aura” and so taekwoon hung it up,,,,,,like near his bathroom,,,,,,,not somewhere everyone could see it
the most updates appliance in his entire apartment: his fridge. just got a new one because the old one didn’t have an ice-maker
doesn’t like magnets but his nephew’s photo has to be in every room so he got a magnet just to put up a photo on his fridge,,,,,,,best uncle taekwoon tbh
sings in the shower
and of course: has a cat. named it leo,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,oh the irony
and so you know him,,,,because you guys live on the last floor of the building and it’s a lot of stories up so when you take the elevator together it’s MEGA awkward because it takes a good 5 min to get up to the last floor and neither of you ever say anything
until one day you decide,,,,,hey maybe you’ll try making conversation but of all the things to talk about you like bring up something super random and you’re like “what’s your opinion on,,,,,,,,cats? i think dogs are a bit better as a pet,,,” and taekwoon just looks you dead in the eyes and is like “i have a cat.”
and the door opens and he walks out and you’re like OH MY GOD REALLY OUT OF ALL THE THINGS YOU SAID YOU DONT LIKE CATS AND HE HAS ONE LIKE ARE YOU SERIOUS WHAT THE HE-
and from that moment on you cannot. get in the elevator with him
like you see him coming and you pretend to go back to your mailbox or you just look at your phone and hope he just leaves without you
and usually he does until one day he holds the elevator open and he’s like “it’s here, you should come in.”
and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,right. yep
and you’re like why the HELL do i live on the highest floor i could have taken the stairs but it would have killed me
and as you’re going up, thinking about how horrible the situation is you suddenly hear taekwoon go “did you ever get the dog?” and you look over to him and you’re like ,,,,,,,,um,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,what
but then you remember and you’re like “i,,,,,no i didn’t. i want to, but,,,,,,i don’t know.”
and taekwoon is silent again and you’re like i messed up. it’s over for good now
until you get to your floor and he’s like “you can come and see my cat. she’ll make you change your mind. cats are great.”
and you’re like ?????? is he inviting me over
and taekwoon opens his door and holds it and is like “if you’d like, you can come.” and you’re like um,,,,,well ok,,,,,,i suppose
and his cat is really pretty,,,,,,all white fur and blue eyes and she takes kindly to you, weaving between your legs curiously and you lean down to let her sniff you before petting her
and taekwoon comes over and he’s like “you can hold her.” and he picks her up effortlessly and you stretch out your arms to take her and she’s so,,,,,,,warm
and you’re smiling because she’s so cute and you look at taekwoon and you’re like “she’s so calm, i thought cats didn’t like being held”
and you go back to the cat and taekwoon watches and the corner of his mouth pulls up a bit
and you have to go after a while and taekwoon says goodbye, and for the first time he also adds on a “make sure to eat.”
and it gives you the confidence then over the weekend to knock on his door and you’re just sheepishly like hey,,,,,,im going to the animal shelter today to pick out a,,,,,,,,kitten,,,,,,,,,wanna come?
and you think he might turn you down but he nods so fast and returns in 1 min with his jacket and keys
and you two have fun with all the kittens together and,,,,,,,,,,,,,it’s basically a first date because afterwards taekwoon pays for the cat food for you new pet and c’mon only potential boyfriends would do that hEY
how,,,,,,,has he survived this long? no one knows
his apartment doubles as his art studio,,,,,and let’s just say it’s more obvious to be an artists studio than it is to be humanly inhabited as an apartment
im talking canvases everywhere, paint evERYWHERE, pencils and pens scattered on the floor and stuck into mugs that are sTILL full of coffee
when ken sleeps, he sleeps on the floor right beside whatever he’s working on and yes a couple of times he’s rolled himself over a drying painting and ended up waking up covered in stains
had to walk around with a big blob of green on his cheek for a good three hours until hongbin came over and was like “what,,,,,,is on your face?”
likes to party and drink, at other peoples houses with other people or by himself with his art
hakyeon once told him to maybe get some decorations so ken picked a flower from the street and stuck it into an empty wine bottle and was like “wa-la,,,,,,,,,,,flower in a vase”
hakyeon smack his hand against his face so loud the Whole world can hear it
probably walks around his apartment fully naked like that’s the Most Normal thing
and one night,,,,,,,,,drunk painter ken ends up forgetting his keys (of course) and so to get into his home he needs to climb the fire escape
and he’s 100% sure he’s climbing it up to the open window of HIS living room
but instead he goes head first onto a carpet,,,,,,and he doesn’t have a carpet,,,,,,,,but you do
and you jump off the sofa, almost spilling your drink all over yourself when you see this long limbed dude climb through your window
and you’re like whaT THE HELL and you pick up a nearby magazine to use as a weapon
but then the person rolls over and you see the face and you’re like “ken?”
and he makes a noise and you’re like “ken,,,,,,what the hell are you doing?”
and you look out of the window to figure out how he got up here because yeah the fire escape,,,,,,,,but that thing is like 15 feet off the ground how did he climb the side of the wall,,,,,,,,,,,,while being drunk?????
and you wanna ask him but he’s fallen asleep, drooling onto your carpet
and you’d wake him up with a kick or something but,,,,,,,you feel bad for him also like maybe,,,,,,,,just a bit,,,,,,,,you’ve always found him really cute
so you cover him with a blanket and get back on your couch
and when you wake up it’s ken whose shaking your shoulder and you’re ??????? huh and he’s like “HEY thanks for letting me crash on your floor, im gonna go now”
and you’re like huh what ok
and you go back to sleep and when you wake up you’re like what,,,happened,,,,,,was it a dream???/
but when you leave your house to go shopping you see something taped to your door and it’s a little drawing of ken smiling and he’s like ‘thanks for not kicking me out! thanks for letting me climb through your window!’
and you laugh and keep the drawing and when you’re coming back home you see ken on his way inside too and you’re like “hows your hangover?” and he’s like “KILLER, but last night gave me some art inspiration!!” and you’re like omg that’s cool and he’s like “by the way - how do you feel about sitting for a portrait?” and you’re like “that sounds nic- WAIT WHAT” and he’s like “,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,i want to paint you. if that’s ok,,,,,,,i was originally gonna paint you from memory but i kinda want to look at you more.”
and you’re like “so you can paint me better?”
ken: “oh no, i just like looking at you.”
you: “are you flirting with me after climbing through my window drunk last night?”
ken: “is it,,,,,,,,,,working?”
you: “a little”
ken: “then yes im flirting with you, how about this i paint you and you tell me about yourself,,,,,,like a first date kinda situation,,,”
and you sit there, well more like avoid sitting on any wet paint stains and ken is working on drawing you but he’s also asking you silly questions like what your alien name would be
and he’s really cute,,,,,,when half his body isn’t hanging out of your window
also he really can draw,,,,but you’re also like “ken where’s all your furniture”
and ken just makes a vague hand gesture and he’s like “somewhere”
So, @breeeliss made a post about remixing MariChat May a little bit to be more gay inclusive, so I made her one of her favorite things in the spirit of the month. I kind of decided to do this like an hour ago, so it’s probably not the greatest, but whatever no one’s perfect! I kind of combined several of the prompts from the MariChat Calendar cause I’m not good at keeping up with daily prompt things so fight me!
**AN 1 - Just a heads up, I’ve been missing a lot because my family rescued a small woodland creature who was hurt. She’s taken to me best so my evenings revolve around cuddles, bottle feedings, and focusing on her. It’s taken a lot of my writing time but I promise it’ll come back. I’m getting small intervals but hopefully the updates are worth it. :)
**AN 2 - I have been wanting to do an adopting story for forever. And with the story, I wanted to go into detail about the process and what actually goes on. With that being said, some of the pieces of the following chapters may be boring because they will be informative however, I promise there will still be the usual drama and Chmergess that everyone loves. I hope you all enjoy this as well. :)
When the world shakes us
Trying to take us out of line
Fear of tomorrow
Feelings we borrow for a time
“So you guys have your meeting tonight?” Maks asked Val as they were in the gym working out.
“Yeah, we go at 5:30.”
“And they just talk to you about how it’s going to work?” Maks said handing his brother the bar to begin his sets.
“Yeah…..I think they just explain the process. Let us know what’s expected, all the requirements, help sources, and just all that stuff. I think they do huge groups so we see support systems and so people can see if it’s really what you want to continue with.”
Creatures of European myth and folklore, “fairy” (known as faerie, fair folk, etc.) was originally applied to a variety of beings including goblins, sprites, brownies, nymphs,pixies, and eventually, elves.
Most faerie stories are warnings against interacting with them or tales of their mischievousness and trickery; faeries are known to steal human children and replace them with their own sickly infants, steal livestock, tangle the hair of unsuspecting sleepers, and lure individuals into the time-warped fairy realms. As they are seen as a nuisance, there exist many solutions for being rid of fairies or keeping them at bay: offerings of cream, butter, or bread will make a fairy more friendly to an individual, wearing clothes inside out will confuse them (and thus, preventing them from confusing the wearer), and holy water or cold iron will repel them.
Faeries in Magic are most often depicted as sprites or pixies and their penchant for trickery as a device for their own amusement lends to the interpretation of faeries as blue/black. However, the popular perception of faeries as small woodland creatures gives weight to the argument that faeries should still be in green.
I needed Philkas fluff so I wrote some for myself 👏🏼😤 and I’ve decided to share the wealth
• Philip hates the cold. Like, really hates it. He tries to stay out of it as much as possible and wears thick jackets when he can’t avoid it. So one day when he’s slept over at Lukas’s after a midnight booty call and Lukas has to do some chores on the farm, he offers to go with.
“Can I borrow a jacket?” He asks, already sniffling from the cold air coming in from the open window.
“Ah, yeah,” Lukas nods, rummaging through his closet for his warmest one. He pulls it out: a denim jacket with a thick wool lining.
“Thanks.” Philip shrugs it on and cuddles up in it. It fits him around the middle just fine, but the sleeves reach almost to his fingertips. He rolls them up to his wrists and looks up at Lukas. “We going?”
Lukas nods, fighting a blush. We almost wishes that Philip would have just kept the sleeves as they were. The term “boyfriend shirt” flashes across his mind briefly, and he can’t help blushing now. When Philip asks about it, he blames it on the cold.
• The first time Lukas meets Philip’s mom, it’s an accident.
She’s standing outside the Caldwell-Torrence house smoking a cigarette. She’s been making slow but steady progress in rehab, and the court has granted her a visit with Philip. Of course Gabe and Helen had wanted to supervise, so she’d come out to the country for him.
Lukas was not informed of this. He guesses that Philip had only recently found this out too, which is why he hadn’t told him. He came over to ask if Philip wanted to go for a ride, which was just sort of an excuse to drive out onto the woods and make out a little. Maybe talk about their lives and share a bottle of whiskey.
He startles when he sees the slight woman wavering on the porch like she’d be blown over by the wind at any moment. And, because she bears little resemblance to Philip himself, Lukas figures she must be some guest of his foster parents’. He walks up the steps and gives her a polite nod, rapping sharply on the door. As he bounces on his toes, eager to be invited in from the cold, the small woman wanders over to him and flashes a warm smile.
“Hi,” Lukas says, eyes flicking back to the door for a moment.
“Hi.” she parrots, finishing her cigarette and stamping it out under her boot. “You must be one of my son’s friends, right?”
Lukas’s eyes widen. “Your so - you mean, you’re Philip’s…”
She extends her hand. “Mother, yes. Nice to meet you…?”
“Lukas.” He responds, pulling his hand from inside of his pocket to meet hers. Then he remembers that Philip said he’d told his mother about him and continues stuttering. “I’m his - well, uh, I guess you know. I was just coming over to see him, I didn’t know you were going to be here.”
“Yes, Gabe and Helen wanted it to be a surprise. I just slipped out for a quick smoke while Helen called out for pizza.” She tucks her sweater more tightly about her, and Lukas softens at the fact that she seems to be as affected by the cold as Philip is.
Speak of the devil; the door finally swings open and there he is, floppy-haired and bright-eyed as he looks out in alarm at the sight of his mother and his boyfriend seeming to be having a casual chat on his doorstep.
“Mom,” he says, shutting the door behind him and joining the two. “Hey. This is, uh, Lukas.” He jerks his chin onwards the taller boy, who reaches out to rub his arm for warmth.
“Yeah, we just met.” She grins, leaning in towards her son and giving him a gentle elbow nudge. “I like this one.”
He looks from his mother up to his boyfriend and allows himself a shy smile.
“I do too.”
• Sometimes Philip brings his camera with him when he and Lukas hang out. He’s always taking pictures when Lukas least expects it, and won’t show him no matter how much Lukas pesters him to. One time, when Philip is downstairs getting them drinks, Lukas decides to feel around underneath Philip’s bed. Every guy hides his porn and stuff under there, right? Lukas is just curious…
He stumbles upon a shoebox. Bingo. He slides it out and tugs it up onto his lap, carefully unfolding the flaps to reveal…
“Envelopes?” Lukas frowns, turning them over to see that they’re pictures developed from their local drugstore. He opens the first one, not even knowing what to expect. Nature? Bike tricks? But why would he need to hide those away?
The first picture he finds is one of himself - leaning against his bike with his helmet tucked under his arm. He’s looking off into the tree line, seeming to be laughing at something Philip had said.
He’s never seen a picture of himself like that - not stiffly smiling for the camera or posed at all - just enjoying the moment and being captured within it.
The next one was shot from a bit closer up. He was looking straight at the lens, though didn’t seem to know he was being photographed. Checking again, he sees that he was actually looking a bit above the lens at the photographer. He remembers this day. He and Philip were sitting on the dock eating lunch, their feet idly splashing in the water. He’d looked up in the middle of a story about how this kid in his class had hurled during the pregnancy video in health class last year and there was Philip with his camera. He snapped a quick shot and darted away from Lukas when he’d tried to grab at him, ending up pushing him in the lake with Philip yelping and holding his camera high above his head as his legs were submerged in icy water. They’d gone back to Lukas’s house after that, Philip calling him an asshole as Lukas tried to make up for it by lending him dry sweatpants and warming up his feet with his own.
Lukas begins quickly flicking through the rest of the envelope and they’re all pictures of him. At the farm. At the station. On the bus. One of him during class with a cocked eyebrow and a raised middle finger that makes him laugh.
Philip comes back, propping the door open with his hip. He shifts the coke cans and bag of potato chips to one arm as he uses the other to shut the door. Lukas tries and fails to hide what he’s looking at, but Philip’s cheeks tinge pink and Lukas knows he’s been caught.
“What are you doing!?” Philip yelps, scrambling to set aside the snacks on his way to snatch the pictures from Lukas. Lukas smirks, pulling Philip down on top of him when he gets close enough. Philip begins to protest until Lukas’s arms snake around his waist, roping him in for a long, slow kiss. Philip defeatedly bunches his fists into Lukas’s T-shirt, enjoying the feeling for now until he gets the chance to chew him out for snooping.
It won’t do any good in deterring him, though. Because even as they kiss, Lukas is sneaking a picture Philip took smiling next to Lukas’s sleeping face into his inner jacket pocket.
• For some reason Philip gets really flustered whenever Lukas randomly picks him wildflowers on their walks, so on their first anniversary, Lukas buys him a bouquet of roses.
He’s never seen Philip smile so wide.
• Oh yeah, they go on walks. Usually deep in the forest, where they can hold hands and spill their guts to each other, quietly treading on leaves and pine needles.
• Lukas gets sick in the middle of flu season. He’s basically bedridden, unable to eat solid foods due to his sore throat and huddled up with a pack of tissues that make the tip of his nose red and raw. He texts Philip that he won’t be able to hang out today and flops back onto his pillow, falling asleep almost instantly.
He wakes up to a bed clean of old tissues and a box of new lotion ones, wondering vaguely in his sleep-hazed mind what small woodland creature had come in and done this. Said small creature appears in the form of his boyfriend, carrying a bowl of hot soup and smiling softly.
“Good. You’re awake. You should eat this.” He squats next to the bed and blows on a spoonful gently, raising it to Lukas’s lips. He takes it into his mouth tentatively and is pleased to find that it is clam chowder, his favorite. He eagerly finishes the bowl with Philip’s help and blows his nose a few dozen times before becoming sleepy again. Philip pats his head and tells him to rest, that he’ll be back in the morning. As he kisses Lukas’s forehead goodnight, he swears he hears a half-asleep Lukas mumble,
“I love you.”
• Philip seems to be using up more money than necessary for lunch every day. When questioned, he definitely doesn’t tell Gabe that he and Lukas are stockpiling for a trip to the city.
He and Helen find out after minimal detective work, saying nothing when he says he’ll be spending the night at a friend’s house the next weekend.
FIC SUMMARY: Kayla and Loki have their first night as husband and wife.
RATING: M, Explicit
WARNINGS/TRIGGERS/AUTHOR’S NOTES: Hi there, this is a request from @sweetfemitaly for my reaching 100 followers so, yay! Thank you to @darquehuntre for beta'ing for me *muah*. Sorry this took so long and I hope you enjoy! Feedback is always welcome!
He’s sitting on the edge of the bed watching Phil get dressed. He keeps almost falling because there isn’t really enough room on a moving bus to jump into jeans. If he does fall, Dan won’t catch him, but he will laugh and then make sure he’s okay. (In that order, probably.)
“What game?” Phil grunts as he manages to get the jeans up over his butt. They aren’t even that tight. The effort required is a mystery.
“The game of Let’s Be Normal.” Dan’s voice is quiet and hopeful. “Like, a normal. You know. Couple.”
🔥 + /tagged/face !! i absolutely love your blog, bby :') <3 it's goals af!! xoxo
i legit forgot you sent me this and it’s just a reminder i a) am the worst at memes and always post them with zero intention of doing them and b) have way too many unanswered memes just sitting in my inbox but HERE WE GO !!!! so i’m p sure this is world known knowledge but sien is literally the nicest. like that’s it just the nicest person ever ?? it’s unreal. it’s goals tbh bc lbr i could never be this nice or have this much patience. i’d show my whole ass and every angry ghetto black girl stereotype would come out real quick, but she’s so mature and she’s so sweet and a great writer. i’m pretty sure that like small woodland creatures help her get dressed in the morning she’s a pure disney princess and my fave <3
Why hadn’t she brought Garth with her? He’d asked. But of course she said no. She’d never needed a partner. But now she was so deep into the woods it was getting too hard to see clearly, the trees so close together they were letting in very little sunlight. Every snap of a twig or rustle in the underbrush had her aiming her gun at nothing, or a small woodland creature. She pushed on. She thought for sure she would know when she hit the werewolf’s hunting ground, and she was right. As soon as she stepped between a few of thickset trees there was no sound. No bugs, no birds. Dead silence. There were still trees, but they seemed spaced a little more, and there was what looked like a definite clearing ahead. It was worth a shot. With a wary sigh she moved on, towards the sunlight she could make out between trunks.
Jisung walked towards the bus stop, watching some EXO choreography, earphones in, conspicuously oblivious to the world surrounding him. Having walked the same route almost everyday to go to school, he had become familiar with the environment and could probably walk blind-folded if he tried. Silently, he sat on the bench, eyes glued casually to his phone.
It was 7:13–the bus would probably come in less than half an hour with it’s irregular arrival times. Jisung placed his bag next to his feet and leaned back, quietly enjoying the peace he had gotten every morning before going to school. Since the dorm was a considerably fair distance from his school, it was extremely rare that he ever had company, especially during the light of the mornings.
Imagine Bilbo awkwardly yet adorably confessing his love to you while the company is staying at Beorn's house
For time-to-get-weird (it wouldn’t let me tag you for some reason sorry:( )
“To the house.” Gandalf shouted over his shoulder.
You were all running desperately across an open field towards a small, strange looking house, trying to escape the large unknown beast hunting you down. Your legs ached and all you wanted right now was to be sat in front of a warm fire, not running for your life. Just when you thought your knees would buckle beneath you you reached an archway leading into a wild looking garden.
Two figures trudged through the snow that had recently fallen over upstate New York, hands in their pockets and beanies keeping their heads insulated from the chill air. Both had matching silver hair sticking out from under their woolen caps and a similar build, and even though there was a distinct age difference between the two of them, it was not obvious from a fleeting glance. Around them, the world seemed to be at peace. There was the soft sound of the breeze whispering through the treetops, along with the occasional sound of a bird or small woodland creature disturbing the snow as it foraged for food. The only other noise was the steady crunching of snow under their boots and the hushed conversation that floated between them.
Okay look man, ALL I’m saying is that Jeff is definitely the type to start singing in public and get random passersby and possibly small woodland creatures to join in (it’s the cheekbones), while Ian is the one going “Why are you singing? Who are these people? How do they know the song?”
In other words: Enchanted AU! Prince Jeff stumbles through a portal and lands right in front of Ian’s car.