sobs at his lovely fingers

jiyong being confused after sarang gets off of him

Helpless + Shance

Long stemmed glasses clink all around Lance as he finds a spot to catch his breath. Allura spins across the dancefloor, effortless as ever as if they hadn’t been dancing all night. Not even a a bead of sweat in her brow while Lance is doing his best to snatch one of the glasses off a tray going by.

It took him nearly a month to convince her to let him tag along to this gala event for whatever charity she was supporting right this minute. Worth it, he thought as he sipped the sweet alcohol. Even if half the people here were a little snooty and didn’t get his jokes, even if Allura had threatened to kill him if she caught him flirting with one more important guest. She was one of his best friends, not his mom, and she didn’t scare him.


“Done dancing already,” she teased as she took a seat next to him.

“Just needed a drink.”

She eyed him before her eyes lit across the room. Allura had helped set up, so they had been two of the first people to arrive. It was only the last half hour that the party had really gotten into full swing. Lance followed her gaze to the dancefloor, before restlessly glancing to the new wave of people entering the large room.

Lance was suddenly very glad for his drink as his mouth decided to go as dry as the Mojave.

The most devastatingly hot guy had entered the room and he could feel the temperature raising a couple dozen degrees. Tall, practically cut from diamond from what he could see, broad shoulders tapering in, blushing muscles just barely contained in his dress shirt. A shock of white hair and a scar across his nose only added to his allure.

Lance leaned over to Allura, jaw slack. “Dibs.”

She followed his line of sight, lips smirking when she realized what had caught his eye. In a flurry of skirts, she bustled from his side and across the room to where the handsome stranger stood.


He’d never stand a chance against Allura. She was beautiful and smart and damn near like royalty around these parts. She’d have this guy hook, line and sinker before Lance would even manage to catch his eye. He huffed in his defeat, but really, better for him to lose to Allura from the start and not get his hopes up.

He snagged another drink from a passing tray, trying desperately to read Allura’s lips. Maybe he could learn a trick or two. Intense grey eyes nearly made him spit his drink. He sat ramrod straight as the handsome stranger looked into his very soul, he swears, before looking back to Allura.

Double shit.

She was leading him over to where Lance sat. Was it too late to bolt from the room? What had she said to him? Why was she bringing him over here?

“Shiro, this is Lance.” She winked at him from behind the handsome stranger’s back. “He practically like a brother to me.”

A strong hand was held out to him. It practically swallowed Lance’s own. He audibly swallowed, eyes locked on the hand grasping his.

“Hi, Lance, Shiro. It’s nice to meet you.”

“Uhh, likewise…”

He finally looked up into Shiro’s face, and oh boy, big mistake, because holy shit, oh wow. He was done for.

“Would you… would you like to dance?”

Lance practically choked, looking startled.

“Allura told me I hadn’t experienced dancing until I danced with you,” he laughed. God, it was like springtime. “So, what do you say?”

Lance fucking owed her. Big time. Whatever she wanted of his, it was hers.

Shiro was like the most fluid wall Lance had ever encountered. Like how could someone so sturdy, move so effortlessly. He may have only stuck to the very basics, but he wheeled Lance around the room like he was a prize he was showing off. It made Lance’s head spin.

And like a damn Disney movie, the night came to an end and Lance wanted nothing more than to bask in Shiro’s glow.

“Do you want to exchange numbers? Maybe?” Shiro seemed suddenly shy and it was so funny to Lance. He felt like he could worship the ground this man walked on. Of course he wanted to exchange numbers.

I hope this number wasn’t fake

Why would anyone give you a fake number? I was hoping yours wasn’t fake.


Do you maybe want to get dinner some time?

I mean…

You’re cute.

This week feels so long.

Don’t worry I’m coming to bug you

Lance, that’s like the third time in two weeks, you’re going to get me fired.

Pfft your boss loves you

Hurry up and get here, I miss you.

!!!! You can’t just say that I almost swerved into traffic


Redlights and stuff don’t count
Ugh fine I’ll be there soon <3

God I’m so into you

Good, because I’m into you too.



I hope that’s the plan for tonight ;)


Keith says you left some stuff at the apartment.

Tell your weirdo brother I’ll get it when I come over tonight
Make sure you tell him he’s a weirdo tho

One, I’m not telling him that. Two, I thought you guys were friends now. Three, you’re staying the night?

Why are your texts like reading a dissertation
Keith and I are like best friends now that’s why you gotta tell him he’s a weirdo for me and yes I’m staying the night it’s Wednesday my dude

I’m pretty sure it’s Tuesday.

I’ll see you tonight

I’m just saying if you loved me you’d share him

lol hes mine get your own

A year and a half in, and god, Lance is so fucking gone for Shiro.

He looks so good sitting on the couch in Coran’s living room. He so seamlessly fit into Lance’s life, like there had been a Shiro shaped spot in it the whole time. He couldn’t remember ever having been so happy. Couldn’t dream he could be any happier.

He helped Allura wash dishes after dinner, sneaking glances at Shiro and Coran’s conspiratorial whispering. They finished and he dried his hands, walking back into the living room.

“What’s going on in here? You too look guilty af.”

Coran patted Shiro on the shoulder, a smile twitching his mustache.

“Nothing, you ready to go?”

Lance nodded, gathering his coat. The stepped out into the cool autumn air.

“Hey, Lance?”

“Yeah, babe?” Lance turned from where he had started to open the car door.

Shiro stood a couple paces behind him.

“I don’t have a dollar to my name.” Lance started to break into a question before Shiro steam rolled on. “I’m not anyone important. All I have is my honor and strength and a high tolerance for pain,” he huffed a quick laugh. “But, all of it, everything, is yours. Even if we end up in a tiny apartment on the bad side of town. I want to give everything to you, spend every day with you. I look at you and I know the sky’s the limit.”

Shiro lowered to one knee, a small box in hand. Lance’s eyes immediately filling to the brim.

“I’m so helpless when it comes to you… will you-”

“Yes!” Lance threw his arms around Shiro, tears spilling over his cheeks. “Oh my god yes!”

He choked back sobs as Shiro slid the simple ring over his finger.

“I love you, Lance.”

“I love you,” Lance choked out a laugh. “God, I’m so into you.”

@quiiiznak thanks for getting that stuck in my head for the next 100 years lol

Burn So Bright, Ch.1

Summary: Peaceful retirement is a long way off… Giotto doesn’t know how he ended up reincarnated as Harry Potter, but he will make the best of it.

It begins with warmth and light. It comes with emotions, impressions, noises. Harry sees Mama’s hair and thinks of blistering hot fire, and his chest feels warm and happy. Mama’s eyes are green, and he sees sparks and has to giggle. Papa has a loud laugh, and the rumbling when Harry is held against his chest makes him think of earth and red-brown fire, he snuggles closer and basks in the feeling. When Mama takes him out into the gardens to sit in the sun together, he feels there should be more noise. There is a little stream and pond in the garden, and Harry doesn’t question why it soothes him, or why he hears flute music in his head. Above in the sky, the clouds soar and he feels safe.

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anonymous asked:

Can I request, dadsona cries the first time they have sex after hearing the dad's say they love them, like it's real emotional because they haven't been told that in years after there passed husband Alex died

//im going to shorten this a little because it’s quite similar to previous requests! see this post for crying dadsona and this post for dads reactions to dadsona’s “i love you”//

You and [Dad] both exhale and lay back in the sheets. That was amazing. [Dad] abruptly turns to you and pulls you in. “MC, I love you.” These words pierce you like a sword; you haven’t heard this from a man ever since Alex. You place your hand over your mouth and start weeping. It’s just too much to handle.


-”huh? are you sad because you don’t love me back? i’m sorry, i just-”

“of course I do you idiot! I love you, and I always have since college!”

-just doesn’t cry that much so he doesn’t get why you have to get like this, but he still comforts you and calms you down


-just looks at you with puppy eyes, waiting for you to say it back

-”are-are you okay? c’mere you, I love you so much” he repeats as he engulfs you with a big hug

-when you say it back, he smiles and pecks you on the forehead


-suddenly gets up and grabs a tissue, wiping away your snot and tears for you

-”should I not have said that? do you need time to think about it?”

you suddenly lunge for him, grabbing him in a tight hug. “I love you too, Mat!”

-just stares at you with wide eyes for a second, then embraces you back and smiles


-definitely planned this. he knows how much emotional weight these words carry, so he waited until you both were certain that you had real feelings for each other

-he is very understanding of your emotions and calmly comforts you while you let it out. when you say it back, he whispers, “I know, MC.”

-is holding back tears but he knows he must be strong to support you


-pulls back from the hug and stutters, “s-sorry, was that too soon? I just really like you, and I thought-”

“Hugo, I love you too!” you wail, pulling him back in and crying into his shoulder

-he doesn’t know how to handle this situation so he just starts nervously chuckling while you sob 


-this man is a tough man. but, when he sees how much you are affected by his love, he just can’t deal with it. he starts trembling, and then now he’s full on crying as well

-in between sobbing breaths, you say “Robert, I-I love you too. So much.”

-fuck that just makes him heave even harder. he never thought that he would find love again, and you are just so perfect and beautiful he can’t handle it

-”Fuck you, MC.” [Sob]. “Fuck you for loving me.”


-just gently runs his fingers through your hair while you weep, because he knows it will comfort you. gently whispers “shhh, it’s okay. I love you.” over and over, making you cry harder

-you say you love him back and looks at you with misty eyes, grinning. he knows that he’s finally found happiness with you.

I can’t get over the idea of when whatever war is finally over, Grif takes Simmons to Hawaii and immediately takes him to the beach on a long walk. They hold hands and walk the entire beach and Simmons knows he wants to spend the rest of his life with Grif, and Grif himself knows he wants that too. They can’t stop laughing and sharing little glances and having little kisses every so often and bumping into each other like two kids in love. They just love each other so much.

Dark Past (Luke Hemmings)

Word Count: 348

You and Luke started dating about a month ago. Everything was going fine until the second week when your mind kept telling you to tell him about your past. You kept shaking it off but it always caught up to you. Since then you have been a bit distant from Luke, not wanting him to know your past life.

“Y/n.” Luke walked into the room you were in. You looked up at him. “Why have you been so distant from me lately? Do you not like me? I mean I’d be bummed if you didn’t like me anymore, but are you okay?” Luke blabbed scratching his head.

You laughed slightly but then went serious. “I do like you Luke, it’s just. Ugh it’s hard to explain.” You laid back. Your heart was beating really fast, almost breaking out of your chest. “Y/n, you can tell me anything. What’s on your mind?” He questioned, wrapping an arm around your waist.

“Don’t be disappointed in me, or say sorry in pity for me okay?” you cocked an eyebrow at him. He nodded understandingly. “I’ve been distant because I have to tell you something, that may break up the relationship.” you paused taking a deep breath. Luke looked at you worriedly, hoping you weren’t going to break up with him.

“A few years ago I had an accident involving drug abuse and I also had depression.” you were starting to stutter because you wanted to cry but tried to keep it back. You let the tears fall and Luke pulled you into him. “That was in the past okay. As long as it’s stopped. Baby I’m going to help you through this okay.” he sighed holding you close to him. You sobbed harder into his chest as his fingers ran through your hair.

“I love you okay. I always will not matter what has happened in the past.” you smiled through the tears about what Luke said. You loved him too but this was the first time he said it since you’ve being together. “I love you too Luke, thank you.”



~Paige xo


Hamlet-off: Act 2, Scene 2. John and David

The Normal Heart

Prompt: Kurt and Blaine watch The Normal Heart (and yeah it has some spoilers if you haven’t seen it)

            It was eight by the time they had finished dinner, cleaned up, and cuddled up on the couch in their pajamas, with a laptop in Kurt’s lap. With all of their friends out of the apartment, gone to live their dreams elsewhere, Kurt and Blaine had gotten to spend a lot of time together, just the two of them. It had become a tradition that every Friday night, after a long week at NYADA, band practice for Kurt, and events with June for Blaine, that they would take a break from the chaos of work and school, and just spend time together, cuddling, and watching movies on the couch. They decided on switching who gets to pick the movie every week, and since Blaine picked Star Trek last week, it was Kurt’s turn to pick.

            “I can’t wait to watch this movie.” Kurt said, smiling at Blaine. “It’s called The Normal Heart, and it’s set in 1980’s, and it’s about the spread of HIV and aids in the gay community.”

            “Oh…” Blaine looked at him hesitantly, making Kurt wonder if he should have picked something else. “Am I going to need a box of tissues?”

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