the reel catch

anonymous asked:

Enma Dino and Xanxus falling in love with nerdy, shy college student?

COMPLETE

I love shy s/o~~

// Admin Chrome

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Enma:

  • The two of you meet in a library. You are there studying for a class, and Enma is there searching for a book. When you go searching for a certain book, you and Enma bump into each other.
  • Enma is the type to fall in love at first sight. He sees your trembling body and blushing face when you accidentally bump into him, and Enma knows then that he wants you.
  • Enma waits everyday at the library to see if you show up again. It isn’t until a week later that you make an appearance once again. Enma makes his move to reel you in and catch you.
  • He manages to get you alone (you had went to search for a book, and ended up in a secluded corner, poor you). You are reading a book that you found, and he comes up, and takes the book from you.
  • Shocked, you notice that the man in front of you is very handsome, which makes you stare down at your shoes, feeling your insides twist with nerves. Your face feels hot, and you can barely form words.
  • Seeing you barely meeting his eyes and playing with the fringe of your shirt, Enma is having a field day. He loves it. Leaning against the bookshelf, Enma asks you on a date. Which you say yes to (a little too quickly, may I add), and Enma knows then that he has you in his grasp already.
  • Enma really loved making you blush and squirm. Seeing your reactions really made him fall in love with you. It also was a delight to see you getting all serious about your schoolwork, since it was nice having someone so intelligent around.

Dino:

  • The two of you meet when Dino accidentally spills coffee on you. Dino had visited a cafe in Japan, but once he had gotten his drink, he caught sight of you, and tripped over his own two feet.
  • You were working in a little booth, your books surrounding you and were studying with some coffee to keep you sane. Dino had seen you from the corner of his eye, and thought you were so adorable. The way your face lit up in a blush and you panicked when he accidentally spilled the drink was so adorable that you had him hooked.
  • He kept coming back, and he would spy on you from a different table in the shop. You didn’t notice, and Dino got to see the serious attitude you took on while you worked. It was honestly endearing to him, and Dino wanted to know more about you.
  • Dino had finally decided to take the final move. One day, Dino had slid into the seat across from you, which immediately caught your attention. Your face heated up and you could feel your tongue twisting while trying to ask why he sat here. Why was this dude so hot? What did he want from you of all people?
  • Dino turns the flirt on high. He’ so suave that you can barely keep yourself together. You know people are staring at you, and you just want to crawl into a corner and die. However, you are enraptured by the handsome man named Dino Cavallone.
  • You barely even registered agreeing to the date, it just happened. Dino smiled in triumph, and was already planning ten different ways to get you to fall in love with him.
  • Dino could watch you for hours talk about the things you were so passionate about, and seeing how much knowledge you owned made him proud. Every time you blushed and stuttered around him made Dino fall in love with you all over again.

Xanxus:

  • You had been in the wrong place, at the wrong time. You were walking home late from the library and, when turning into an alley (shortcut back to your apartment), you were suddenly grabbed, a knife pressed into your neck.
  • You were crying, and waiting for someone to come, and then someone stepped out from the darkness. There was a scowl of disgust, and a shot rang out. Before you knew it, the man was dead.
  • Trembling with fear, you finally took in the other man. He was tall, dark, and handsome. His glare pierced through you and you could see him scoping you out, but you managed to stutter out a thanks before another man with silver hair entered.
  • The man cast one more look at you before he left. You thought the whole ordeal was over with and you’d never see the stranger again. You were wrong.
  • Xanxus couldn’t forget about your face since your encounter. It angered him to be so hung up on you for only meeting you for a moment. Seeing how timid and helpless you were had Xanxus thinking about you everyday. You were also thinking about the stranger every day and night. It was honestly making you both crazy.
  • Xanxus finally gave up, and searched you out. It took a few weeks, but they managed to pin point exactly who you were. You went to a college in Italy, and placed high in academics. Xanxus set out to claim you. He waited in his car at your school, and while you were walking home, snatched you up. You were a blushing and stuttering mess at the whole event, but you couldn’t help thinking about how handsome and kind the stranger was.
  • After Xanxus made his move, the two of you started “dating”. Most of the time the two of you were in a room together and Xanxus would be napping and you’d be doing homework. If you needed help, Xanxus would offer. Sometimes, Xanxus would rile you up just to see the beautiful expressions of timidness, want, and embarrassment.

Greek Myths Aesthetic: Sirens

“If you swim effortlessly in the deep oceans, ride the waves to and from the shore, if you can breathe under water and dine on the deep treasures of the seas; mark my words, those who dwell on the rocks carrying nets will try to reel you into their catch. The last thing they want is for you to thrive in your habitat because they stand in their atmosphere where they beg and gasp for some air.”

Imagine all the little encouragements Ford gives to his brother.

Stan reeling in a huge catch, explaining to Ford the best way to fish. Ford already knows, he has many hunting skills now, but he nods and listens as Stan explains instead of cutting him off or correcting him. Because this is one of the few things Stan is proud of himself for, and Ford wants him to feel validated.

Stan struggling with recovering memory, and getting frustrated to the point of snapping, hitting himself on the head, calling himself ‘dumb’ and 'stupid’. Ford gently talking him down, patiently sitting with him. “You’re not stupid, Stan. You’re doing so well. It will take some time, but we’ll get through this together, I promise. Now let’s look at this picture again… ”

Stan taking down a supernatural sea creature and saving them both. Ford doesn’t even hold back his praise, “Stan that was absolutely incredible! Do you know how hard it is to defeat a sharkataur? Even the best sailors have met their match against one! You are truly one of a kind to be able to kick that things scaly butt back where it belongs! My brother, the sharkataur slayer! Hah!” Stan just beams, and can’t help but feel happy that his brother, the nerd genius, who he has spent his whole life trying to catch up to, is proud of him.

Hey, I think you’re pretty

Hey, you’re pretty.

No, don’t look at me

Like that- I don’t mean

It in the way that you think

I do- I don’t mean it

With predator eyes

And dictator lips.

I don’t mean it like

A scheming butcher

Waiting to make a

Profit.

Hey, you’re pretty.

I don’t preach it like

A hypocrite, saying one

Thing to one and another

To one I can’t control.

I don’t catch girls

On fishing hooks, reeling

In the catch of the day,

Waiting to pull them it,

Take them home,

Skin them,

Cook them,

And serve them on a platter

For one.

Hey, you’re pretty.

Not in the way I think

I am taught to mean,

With cheery pink lips

That taste of vodka

And a dress the length

Of my-

Self-control.

Hey, you’re pretty.

I mean it in the way

Where your skin is the

Bark of a tree, rooted

In ancestory and grown

By the world. Covered in

Soil and dirt.

But precious.

Fruit Bearer and our mother,

We owe our lives to

Your kind.

Hey, you’re pretty.

In the way that when

I look in your speckled eyes

I look past the blue and

See fractal constellations,

Atoms colliding into

Something new. The

Roaring waves of a

Bitter earth.

They say nature is

A woman.

And she is angry.

So angry.

And she sits in your

Cornea, and raises a

Glass to the patriarch

And says

Well done.

With a tilt of the head,

With dagger eyes,

She says

Good game.

I see undulating balls

Of gas. Our life givers

And infinity. Deep, deep,

Nebulas and black holes,

Threatening to swallow us

Whole.

Darkest devil black and

Swimming in the pools

Of your soul.

The soul you hide away

That I can see through

The hardwon cracks in the

Porcelain doll you present to

The world to populate it.

The cracks you gained from

Unwelcome hands,

From fire breath and whiskey

Eyes from the other side of the

Road burning a hundred

Degree heat.

The cracks presented to

You by your mother, whispering

Safeties as you’re torn from

Her teat.

Cracks you won by working

Hard and struggling to the

Fountain of youth, stuck in

No-woman’s land. Where

Men stick their 1 dollar in

For each 75 cents of ours.

Where we wear callouses

Like silk and hold

Our worn hands high

With pride.

Where we hide our imperfections

In potions offered by the other

Side.

Hey, you’re pretty.

No, I don’t mean it

Like that.

Maybe if we took the word

Pretty and made it so

It was not synonymous

With validation.

If we change the meaning

So it isn’t a necessity

That’s listed higher than

Any number

Than any worth we hold.

So that we aren’t judged

By the shade of our lipsticks.

By the length our dresses.

By the size of our waists.

If we change the meaning,

Does that mean that

‘Hey, you’re pretty,’

Won’t be a threat anymore?

so emily falling down the stairs
emily’s laugh
tj’s 200th ep hair
demily being gloriously adorable
tamara and tj being giggly faves
emily’s laugh
david being an adorable dork
emily’s laugh
michaela’s ugly faces prettier than my whole everything
emily’s laugh
tj’s hair
john boyd eating
tj’s hair
emily’s laugh
oh and I forgot emily’s laugh

S I R E N S.

“If you swim effortlessly in the deep oceans, ride the waves to and from the shore, if you can breathe under water and dine on the deep treasures of the seas; mark my words, those who dwell on the rocks carrying nets will try to reel you into their catch. The last thing they want is for you to thrive in your habitat because they stand in their atmosphere where they beg and gasp for some air.”