time wastes those who waste time

Wisdom Teeth
  • Ponyboy: Dilly Dally Dally wasting time.
  • Dally: What the fuck did you just say?
  • Two Bit: HAHAHAHAHA
  • Steve: I always knew Pony would go crazy
  • Johnny: Wha..?
  • Ponyboy: Dilly Dally Dally wasting time when he should be running from the fuzz for killing those teeth.
  • Dally: LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE-
  • Darry: Relax Dal, he's on drugs.
  • Two Bit: Awww no fair!
  • Steve: Yeah, can I have some?
  • Soda: *Tries not to laugh*
  • Darry: Keith!
  • Two Bit: What?? Soda laughed. Speaking of soda, did you hear about that guy who got hit with a can of soda? He was lucky it was a soft drink.
  • Dally: *Facepalms*
  • Johnny: *Runs away to burn in a church*
  • Darry: Pony, do you think you could get me some of whatever they gave you?
#ChoicesCreates Carnival (Round 1)

Thank you to all those who shared their creative work for our very first #ChoicesCreates carnival! The response has been amazing. This goes to show how much creative energy there really is in this fandom. Round 1′s prompt was:

“My heart finally told me to stop wasting my time.”

Enjoy the carnival!

Fan Fic:

  1. My Heart Finally Told Me To Stop Wasting My Time by @laurentthings 
  2. Quatervois by @peace-coast-island
  3. Is it love? by @lauraotaku2234
  4. Aleister’s Thoughts Whilst Writing Grace’s Song by @hayleyrosetull
  5. Even If by @hollyashton
  6. My Heart Finally Told Me To Stop Wasting My Time by @addisonsinclairs
  7. waste by @bivalerie
  8. Patterns by @kittenmusicals
  9. My Heart Finally Told Me To Stop Wasting My Time by @cartoonfanforlife
  10. He Was The One by @choicesimaginesandmore
  11. A New Start by @choicesmyway
  12. Waiting by @chasing-bubbles
  13. Enough is Enough by @xo-endlessmayhem-xo
  14. Where I Would Rather Be by @pixelisperfect
  15. Confession by @texanhusker
  16. My heart finally told me I was wasting my time by @pb-boeboe
  17. To My Dearest Sister by @niasusanto
  18. My heart finally told me to stop wasting my time by @dovey-dove
  19. I Can’t Do This by @makitokito
  20. Lonely by @choicestrash
  21. My heart finally told me to stop wasting my time by @mrs-reyes
  22. The Letter by @choochoochoosy
  23. Revelations by @valiantlystrangecomputeruniverse
  24. Take My Hand by @graleister
  25. MC x Jake Drabble by @hwu-jaymin
  26. My heart finally told me to stop wasting my time by @highschoolathollywood


Fan Art:

  1. Grace x Aleister by @molliartsie
  2. Suitemates by @ivyschoice
  3. My Heart Finally Told Me To Stop Wasting My Time by @geckosophie
  4. My Heart Finally Told Me To Stop Wasting My Time by @airwreckyoface
  5. My Heart Finally Told Me To Stop Wasting My Time by @choicesmeetsworld
  6. Aleister x Grace by @kaitlyn-liao


Special thanks to:  @choicesimaginesandmore​ for this round’s wonderful #ChoicesCreates logo and heart clock image. 

We’ll announce the prompt AND the Carnival host for Round 2 in a separate post. Thanks for making our first #ChoicesCreates carnival a success, everyone!

(Want to learn more about #ChoicesCreates? Click here!)


Disclaimer: These are works of fan fiction/art using characters from the Choices world, owned by Pixelberry. We do not claim ownership over them or the world of Choices. The stories we tell through our writing and art are our own interpretation and invention. They are not purported to be part of Choices’ story canon. These creative works are for entertainment only and not part of Choices’ official storylines. No copyright infringement is intended.

Only Us (Part Five)

Pairing: Peter Parker (Tom Holland) x Reader

Summary:  What happens when the reader saves Spiderman…while he’s saving you? (things have changed but fuck it I’m still using this summary cuz idk)

Word Count: 1917

Warning(s): Swearing

Additional Notes: If you would like to be tagged for every part of this series let me know by commenting or something else idk

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4 


“Get the fuck out!” My Dad yelled as a glass shattered on the wall. I flinched in my room hating the sound. I swallowed turning my stereo up as I sat on the floor my homework expanding around me.

“Shut up!” My mother shouted back over the stereo.

“You slept with him didn’t you?” My father yelled as I glared at the door as sound escaped from it. School today had been a drag and I had worked for 5 hours after school and was almost done with my homework. I glanced at the clock. 8:21. And my parents were fighting—again. It was a daily thing for them.

“So what if I did?” My mother yelled. The carried on for a moment before silence I realized that they were probably on the floor. I shook my head my eyes squeezed shut. I looked up pushing my books off my lap walking toward my window to go to the roof. I stopped suddenly looking at the my window that was webbed…again. Sorry. Roof? It read. I rolled my eyes a smile on my face throwing the window up running up the stairs.

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TIPS TO HELP IMPROVE YOUR ACT SCORE 

General tips for studying and for during the exam

  • Timed practice exams - Practice exams are the absolute best way to prepare for the ACT. Since each section of the ACT is timed, you should take many practice tests and time yourself to determine your strengths and weaknesses. There are many free ACT practice tests available online and there are also books available with practice tests in them. 
  • Answer EVERY question - There is no penalty for guessing, so definitely make sure you answer every question to get as many points as possible.
  • Learn the tricks - The ACT doesn’t test your intelligence as much as it tests your ability to take a test. I will give you some tips for each section of the ACT below. 
  • Use ALL the time given to you - I don’t care if you finished twenty minutes early and you already checked your answers. Check them again. While the ACT isn’t going to determine the rest of your life, it is very important for the next chapter of your life: college. Just buckle down and use all the time given to check and recheck your answers. Reread the excerpts given to you. The students who do best on the ACT aren’t the ones who finish early and take a nap. 

ENGLISH

English is arguably one of the more difficult sections of the ACT because many people truly don’t know grammar very well. Here are some tips to help you improve your english score:

  • Revise grammar rules - This section is primarily going to be you identifying the sentence with correct grammar. This will be very difficult for you if you don’t know the difference between a comma and a semicolon. 
  • If you aren’t sure, the answer is probably the one with the least commas and changes - The writers of the ACT like to trick people by including sentences with entirely too many commas or additions. Usually, the correct sentence will be relatively simple. 
  • Vocabulary - Vocabulary isn’t a HUGE part of this section, but there will be a few questions that require you to know the difference between homonyms, so you should be aware of this and study accordingly. 

READING & SCIENCE

The challenge of the Reading section of the ACT is your time limit. If you aren’t a fast reader, you’re going to have trouble. 

  • Read the ENTIRE story/text - So many people will tell you it’s okay to just skim a story or only read the sections you’re directly being asked about. This will cause you to run into trouble. If you don’t read the entire thing, you’ll miss vital information that may cause you to miss a question. 
  • Practice tests are incredibly important! - Like I said before, one of the most challenging parts of the ACT is the fact that it’s timed. The reading section is a section you REALLY need to practice with a timer, because you will not be able to read this stuff at a leisurely pace. You need to be focused, alert, and able to comprehend what you’re reading. For science, you need to be able to read not only normal text, but graphs as well. Practice diligently so that you are able to easily recognize different kinds of graphs and determine what they mean. 
  • The answers are all there; you just need to find them - Reading and Science aren’t like the Math and English sections; their answers are all there for you. All you have to do is practice well enough to be able to find them all quickly. 

MATH 

Many people don’t know how to approach the Math section of the ACT. They worry that they need to memorize a million equations or worry that they need to review the past 3 years of math. You don’t! They give you all the equations you’ll need so you just need to be able to apply them. Here are some other tips for this section!

  • If two answers are opposites, one of them is almost always the answer - This is true for the ACT in general, but primarily for math.
  • Don’t overthink it - Many of the questions you will face will not be as challenging as you think they are; you’re probably just overthinking it. Go with your gut and move on. 
  • Don’t memorize equations - all equations will be given to you, so you need to focus on knowing how to use the equations. 
  • Don’t waste time on questions you don’t understand - There comes a time when you need to just accept that you don’t know how to do a question. When this happens, just make an educated guess if you can, and move on. 
  • Don’t panic! - The Math section is going to be short. Much shorter than you want it to be. Don’t panic or let yourself spend too much time on any question or you’ll end up wasting time. 

FINALLY, BE REALISTIC. 

Standardized testing is highly problematic. Those who do best on the ACT or SAT have been afforded good educations that have prepared them well for this exact kind of test. Not everyone has had the same opportunities and possesses the exact abilities to do well on a test like the ACT. While it would be great to get a 30 or higher on the ACT, this isn’t a realistic goal for everyone, and it isn’t even necessary to get into a good school. Unless you want to go to a highly selective school, you don’t need a 30 on the ACT. It doesn’t make you dumb or bad at studying if you don’t get a 30+; it just means that maybe you aren’t a fast reader or your school didn’t spend a lot of time on ACT prep. That’s okay! Getting a 30 or higher on the ACT places you in the top 5% of all test takers- so don’t think that you aren’t intelligent if you didn’t score that high, because it is quite difficult to score that high! 

I’m not interested in your past, I’m interested about what makes you tick, what makes you angry, what keeps you sane - tell me those things. You have my undivided attention. People waste so much time on reputation that they simply forget that you aren’t the same person who did those things back then, this is you. This is now… I want to watch you happen in this single moment now. Everything else is time wasted.
—  Unknown

anonymous asked:

How do I love myself like you love yourself?

first: how do you know i love myself? 

HOW TO LOVE YOURSELF for the beautiful anon

  • but well, first, you gotta accept yourself. accept the way you look, what you like to do, accept what you think about stuff just all of yourself. i am 100 % sure that you are an amazing person with a stunning appearance and you have to embrace that.
  • you shall be yourself at all times and not hide your personality because you are afraid of other people’s judgement, or worse; your own judgement. as i said before: embrace yourself, don’t be ashamed or judgemental of yourself, forgive yourself and never put yourself down.
  • go to a mirror every morning/evening or whenever and tell yourself “i love you. you are beautiful. you are amazing. you can do this.” every day.
  • you have to get rid of your friends/acquaintances who make you feel bad about yourself. you shall not waste your time on those idiots.
  • think positive thoughts all the time! well, not all the time, you have to allow yourself to cry and not be ashamed of yourself in any way. if you do something stupid, don’t waste your time overthinking it and regretting it. it won’t change anything and besides that, remember you learn from your mistakes. 
  • stop comparing yourself to others and focus on your own advances (is this the right word, i dunno). find all your imperfections and change what you can change, but do not dwell on things you can’t. focus on the good stuff.
  • do stuff you are good at. give yourself compliments and accept other people’s compliments! if you can, write them all down on a piece of paper and read it when you are feeling like you are no good or that you can’t do anything or when you are just feeling sad. 
  • have fun and don’t worry. don’t worry about others opinions, don’t worry if you get a bad grade, don’t worry if they think you are “too much” or “weird”. laugh as loud as you can and enjoy it.
  • smile. it is scientific proven that when you smile, good endorfines are sent to your brain and you will feel happy. smile to everybody you meet, smile when you’re alone, smile at something you see on tumblr. even if it is a fake smile. it is okay to cry and be sad, but after that; smile and tell yourself that you are great and loved.
  • say no if there are stuff you don’t want to do. simple as that.

and lastly, check out this tag i just made because of this anon.

stay strong, and remember I LOVE YOU

“Dancing’s easy! I’ll show you!”
“Uhh-uh…Sure! Okay??”


Berry teaches her uncle Bonnie how to dance!

"Waiting -- keeping yourself faithful to His leading -- this is the secret of strength. And anything that does not align with obedience to Him is a waste of time and energy. Watch and wait for His leading." -- Samuel Dickey Gordon

The steps of a good man are ordered by the LORD: and he delighteth in his way. (Psalm 37:23 KJV)

Psalms 37 (NASB) is on the security of those who trust in the LORD, and insecurity of the wicked. Don’t waste time or energy. Delight in the sovereign grace of the Lord Jesus :)

Read through the Books of Psalms 37.

ooc;  SO IT’S MUNDAY

      & As usual, I’m a big advocate for self love and recognizing your own worth.  I understand it’s difficult to feel anything other than less than, and to believe you’re worth less than the person next to you because they seem to be doing better, or their face is more appealing, they have more friends, or they seem so happy.  I want you to know that you’re not worth any less than that person.  You’re worth no less than those around you.  I’ve been seeing a lot of posts lately by those who feel they can’t keep up with others, and they start to beat themselves up because of it.  YOU’RE NOT A WASTE OF TIME JUST BECAUSE YOUR PACE DOESN’T MATCH SOMEONE ELSE’S.  You’re not a waste of time because you can’t force a smile on your face today!  Self love is a long journey, and the first step is to acknowledge that it’s okay to feel this way.  You can take a break.  Sit down, breathe, and tell yourself you’re going to get through this.  And you are going to get through this!  <3

I’m one of those weirdos who absolutely loves canvassing. My favorite part is knocking on someone’s door and they turn out to be a Jehovah’s Witness who doesn’t vote because of their religion, so I wasted their time. It’s like getting them back for all the times they knock on my door and waste my definitely-not-a-Christian time.

(but all in a very polite way because we live in the South)

My Mom Shared an Interesting Perspective on Reylo, Antis, and the Ship War

Last night, I spoke with my mother at length about Reylo, Antis, and the Ship War. I discussed all aspects of it with her, including arguments from both sides. I had her read several prominent posts from both sides of the argument, and when she was done she thought about it for a bit. After a bit, she shared her thoughts on it with me. (At this point, I should add that my mother has worked in interpersonal relations for years, so ships and their shippers are right up her alley)

First she gave me her perspective on Reylo itself. She immediately picked up on the vibes in the film itself when we first watched it, she also appreciated the picture of Kylo really finishing what Darth Vader started by giving up the power for the sake of love. From her point of view, Star Wars is a fairy tale and fairy tales often have the unlikely love story. She discussed many other aspects of Reylo, but for the sake of time I’m not writing them here.

Now, about antis and the shipping war. First off, my mom only had one thing to say about shipping wars: they are stupid and ridiculous and a waste of time. Why waste time arguing with people over fictional pairings?

Now for the antis. Before I continue I must add that my mom was abused. Now, that being said, she is extremely offended at the antis statement that Reylo is abusive. I will now quote her directly.

“Those who believe that this [reylo] is abusive, should stop spreading such a horrible inaccuracy. It is extremely offensive for me, an abuse survivor, to hear people repeatedly confuse abuse with an act of war. If you don’t know the difference between abuse and war then don’t talk about it, you have no right to.“

She then goes in to add that people fail to notice that Rey shot first. Rey was the initiator of violence and failing to see that and putting her in the role of the helpless victim, takes away the strong female that the creators worked so hard to make.

My mom also went on to say that she says she doesn’t mind people not liking the ship but the cult-like, zealous hatred of the antis deeply disturbed her. She found it bizarre that people would spend time going out of their way to be cruel to others over fictional characters. Her closing comment on the antis was that she believes that the majority of them are very young and haven’t had enough experience nor do they have the emotional and moral maturity to fully grasp the storytelling potential. (It is also interesting to note that my mom backed up these claims by citing the fact that all the antis used tumblr buzzwords in their argument, suggesting that they had to regurgitate the ideas of others and follow the crowd rather than come up with their own. Which fits in with Kohlberg’s Stages of Moral Development )

In the end, my mother (who I did not tell any of my own opinions to) said what I assumed she would but also added some interesting points of her own.

Omg changing art style never felt so satisfying :’) I’ve been working on this little project for one or two weeks, but I never expected I could get so far o_o I’m evolving

I’m not interested in your past, I’m interested about what makes you tick, what makes you angry, what keeps you sane - tell me those things. You have my undivided attention. People waste so much time on reputation that they simply forget that you aren’t the same person who did those things back then, this is you. This is now… I want to watch you happen in this single moment now. Everything else is time wasted.
—  Unknown
We spend so much time looking for that one person, so much time wasted finding someone who wants us and being miserable over those who don’t. We turn someone down because they can’t possibly be our soulmate. We break someone’s heart because we can’t believe we could be the one they want. And there’s so much more to life, so much more to it than stumbling from heartbreak to having your heart fixed by someone else. You don’t have to fall in love to love your life. You can love your life and sit patiently until someone comes along. Don’t waste your time waiting. Don’t waste your life turning every corner, turning every stone because you think you can’t be as happy on your own. You can. Maybe you’ll feel lonely for a while and there’s nothing wrong with it as long as you know there’s a difference between being lonely and being alone. Maybe you’ll run into the right person along the way. Maybe they’ll run into you. And it doesn’t have to be painful. Love doesn’t have to hurt and it doesn’t have to leave you empty or lonely or broken. You have a lot of love to give, so don’t keep it bottled up when you think you don’t have anyone to give it to - give it to yourself. Buy yourself a bouquet of flowers, dance in your underwear, sing in the shower, do something stupid with your best friend, smile more than you’ve ever smiled before. Life is more beautiful with love in it, yes. But the love you have is love you can give to yourself until you believe it’s time to give it to someone else.
—  you don’t have to be in a relationship to be happy
n.j.

This poem is for those
Who had a few seconds to
Waste by reading it

If you have read it
But did not have time to waste
Then I am sorry

Either way I would
Really like to thank you for
Wasting your time here

Have a lovely day
Don’t forget only you can
Prevent forest fires

Now I know you don’t
Need anymore pressure but
Still though you should know

Guess that’s about it
So finish reading and go
On your merry way

Why are you still here
Didn’t I just say to go
Don’t you listen well

I guess that means you
Won’t take the time to prevent
Forest fires either

Poor Smokey

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Quick translation because this is so heart breaking.

[translation: @yusenki ]

Mike: It has been 5 years since the breach of Wall Maria, hasn’t it…

Erwin: Yea, time passes so fast.

Hanji: Erwin was still a squad leader at that time, however he is the Commander now.

Erwin: There must have been some other personnels who could have become the Commander aside from me, however all of them became victims to the titans.

Erwin: Not only them. Many soldiers’ lives were lost in these 5 years.

Levi: That’s why you’re here, so those lives lost won’t be a waste…

Hanji: That’s right. Their death are not a waste. The research on the titans has been improving greatly in these 5 years.

Erwin: There will be more time and sacrifices in the Wall Maria’s reclamation operation. Will you all still be with me?

Mike: What are you talking about.

Levi: Geez…

Hanji: I’ll definitely accompany you! That’s why, Erwin, you should concentrate all SC forces on capturing the titan, you see…

Erwin: …That proposal is declined.

Mike: *Chuckles*

letter 0

Dear Readers,

     I’ve long realized that certain people are placed in your life to only be temporary. I used to hate this, time and emotion invested in people who weren’t even going to stay around. I felt like it was time wasted. The one precious commodity in our lives we never get back, gone.

     But somewhere along the line, it hit me, this time wasn’t wasted. It was simply life. And what I mean by that is that I needed to have those people in my life during those times. Whether or not they were the best or the worst while they were in my life, they were necessary. You never know people’s true intentions or feelings towards you so sometimes it can be hard to gauge their place in your life. But the thing you can do with that time you spent with them is taking what you learned from them. Whether it was direct teaching from a mentor or a teacher. Or it was the things you did that you shouldn’t have did, the things said to each other that shouldn’t have been said or maybe even the things you didn’t do, but you should’ve done. I’ve learned that this is a good mentality with everything in life. Turning what you might think is a negative into a positive. A terrible experience into a learning experience.

     We’ve all met those people in our lives. It’s been that eighth-grade teacher who taught you more life lessons than history lessons. It was that one ex you fell in love with that you thought you couldn’t get over. It was that best friend in high school who betrayed you after years of friendship. It might’ve even been that cousin that you were so close to, but now you guys have become distant, drifted apart. I could go on and on with examples of these type of people, but I’m sure you get the point.

     I think it’s important that we remember the people we’ve met and take as much away from the different experiences you had with them. I’ve been thinking on that a lot lately as I get into adulthood. So I decided to take out time to acknowledge those people. To reflect on the times we had, feelings we shared, and things we’ve done. Maybe these writings will be closure, turning the page on books I thought I could never finish. Maybe it’ll be an open arm to people I thought would never shake my hand again. I’m not sure yet.

     I don’t know what else would be a better way to express these feelings than through a letter. I’ve been inspired recently by reading personal letters written by a friend. The personal emotions that can be read in and between the lines from two people are so honest to me. They evoke a feeling that is hard to find in a regular piece that just may be talking to the air. I won’t be sharing the names of the people I write these letters to, just to give it some anonymity. But I hope you see some similarities in these situations I’ve faced. I hope maybe it inspires you to write a letter to these old people in your life whether it’s just for yourself or to actually send them to these people. Those people who might’ve meant so much to you and maybe still mean so much. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive them if that’s missing, to appreciate them if that’s gone, to acknowledge them if they’re forgotten. 

     It’s therapeutic to me to write these letters, to get these words off my chest. To people who meant so much to me and gave me so much to think about. In certain cases it’s sad they’re no longer there or good that they’re finally gone. But the weirdest part about it is that they might be strangers to you now and you know them so well. It’s strange to say you used to know someone, but I hope you enjoy these letters to people I used to know.

Sincerely,
Bernard Alexander

Treat You Better. (Cisco Ramon)

I won’t lie to you. I know he’s just not right for you. And you can tell me if I’m off but I see it on your face when you say that he’s the one that you want. And you’re spending all your time in this wrong situation and anytime you want it to stop.

“Can you believe that guy?” Cisco tutted, his fingers curling dangerously.

“Who?” Barry’s eyes swiveled around the room, following the direction of Cisco’s gaze to see her talking to the guy at the bar. They had dragged her and Caitlin from the Labs, pulling the West siblings along with for a much needed break. Despite her initial protests, she was seemingly having a great time while Cisco nursed his beer and wished it was him her attention had drawn to.

“Mr. Tall, dark and attention grabber.” Cisco tutted under his breath, drunk enough to let his actual feelings for her show rather than hiding them in layers of defense mechanisms.

“Why don’t you-”

“Uh uh, if you say why don’t I just tell her thn I might forget to make your suit fire resistant.” Barry’s hands raised in surrender, smirking as he watched his friend fawn over the one girl he thought he couldn’t have.

“Dude, tell her. What’s the big deal?” Cisco stared at his best friend like he’d told him the krabby patty formula.

“What’s the- What’s the big deal? Oh, I don’t know scarlet speedster, why didn’t you tell Iris you were in love with her ‘til she was engaged and practically joined at the hip with another man? Then you erased practically every timeline where you actually got together.” Barry didn’t know what to say to that.

"So what do you think?” Cisco practically threw his back out hurling around to look at her. He knew she didn’t have meta abilities - he had stolen a sample of her DNA to check - because she could move silently like a panther in the brush.

“Uh, hi, hey, hello.” Wow, he hated himself. “Think of what?”

“Him. The guy I was talking to; Roe.” She looked nervous, halfway between wanting him to say the man she was talking to didn’t look like a grade A jerk and the other half saying please tell me he is.

“Oh, uh, he seems nice.” He watched her shoulders fall. “But not good enough for you. Like that other guy you went out with; Bruce?”

“Yeah, you might be right.” She had been through her share of bad boyfriends, everyone knew that the girl with the bright smile and sharp mind was a magnet for the worst of the worst. He was privy to most of her horrific breakups seeing as they not only worked together but were best friends.

A little piece of him said that he was doing this because she was his friend, he wanted her to be happy. But the bigger piece screamed that it was only because he loved her.

I know I can treat you better than he can and any girl like you deserves a gentleman. Tell me why are we wasting time on all your wasted crying when you should be with me instead. I know I can treat you better, better than he can.

“He didn’t deserve you.”

“But I thought it would work this time, you know? He was nice, had a great smile, funny, a great job. Oh man, he was too perfect. I should’ve known he was a cheater.” Shoving a spoonful of ice cream into her waiting mouth, she met his eyes with her bloodshot sad ones.

“No, you deserve a gentleman. Someone who is all those things -minus a cheater, obviously - but someone who is a good person and successful. And that guy? Pfft, he was nothing but a low on the totem pole guy trying to find his success through you. Don’t you cry your eyes out over someone like him.” He was thankful she didn’t have the meta ability to read minds as his filled in the unspoken speech he wanted to give.

Be with me instead, let me treat you how you deserve, better than they did.

I’ll stop time for you; the second you say you’d like me to. I just wanna give you the loving that you’re missing. Baby, just to wake up with you would be everything I need and this could be so different; tell me what you want to do.

“Cisco!” It was like an alarm going of in his head, all of his blood rushing through his veins and a pit forming in the bottom of his stomach as her scream reached his ears. He had not brought himself to give this meta a name, he didn’t think he would. Not when he had went for the most precious cargo on the team. No, this meta could be Nameless- no, crap. Crap, crap, crap. Do not think of him like that, he’s Nobody. Dang it Cisco, quit it. - because he had stolen her away from him.

They had been walking home from their weekly BFF date as she called it, talking about themselves and not their jobs for half a minute when this thing materialized in front of them, grabbed her, and disappeared.

While this meta wasn’t smart enough to turn off her phone -thus turning off her tracker - he was smart enough to keep her handy, in a pillow factory oddly enough. Now she was dangling by her own handhold on a walkway while Barry fought the meta Cisco was refusing to name.

“Hold on. I’ll get you.” He was totally lying. He had no idea how to get to her, especially not using his abilities when he didn’t know how to control them more than a blast at someone. “Think. Think. Thi- Aha!” There was a bin stockpiled full of pillows. Adjusting his gloves, he put every iota of energy he had into shoving it 'til it was under her. Right as her fingers slipped. He would have nightmares about that scream.

Rushing to the side of the bin, he climbed the rungs 'til he could see inside. Where did she- There! Her head popped out, faux feathers sputtering from her lips as she peered up at him. He couldn’t help but smile as she looked up at him, feathers in her hair and it looked like she was a chicken. Despite her adrenaline pumping, and the fear still rushing through her, she had to smile back.

“Cisco?” He tilted his head as she called up. “I love you.” How he wished she meant that differently.

“Love you more.” Shaking her head, some of the feathers fell out and she looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

“No, not like that, not like friends Cis. I love you. Like I love you, love you.” And it would’ve been a better moment if she hadn’t immediately passed out.

Promise I won’t let you down. Just know that you don’t have to do this alone. Promise I’ll never let you down.

He had never seen something quite so beautiful as her opening her eyes first thing in the morning, her fists rubbing at them as a yawn fell from her lips and she curled into him more as an attempt to keep warm and not leave bed. It was always her eyes. It was the brightness with which she looked at him when she swam back into consciousness, feathers in her hair and told him that when the meta had her - okay, she called him Nameless too so he guessed naming him wasn’t too bad - that he was all she could think about.

Him and how she wished she had told him that she loved him.

Perhaps being stuck in a thing of pillows and half delirious from lack of sleep, adrenaline and fear wasn’t the best time to do it but it didn’t make the sentiment any less true.

“Morning lovely.” She hummed under her breath, a smile cruving her lips at his voice. She was convinced his morning voice was the sexiest thing ever - aside from that soft smile he gave her when he thought she was being cute. Her hand reached up, fingers grazing his jaw and then finding their way to thread through his hair and grip onto the edges.

“Mornin’ handsome.” Kissing his pec, she srunched her nose in a silent refusal to fully get up and lined her body up further with his as he tugged her closer. Stuffing her hand under her pillow, she huffed as she pulled a handful of feathers back.

“Was I having nightmares?” She didn’t often remember if she did and he thanked his lucky stars that she didn’t. He did and it was traumatizing but he could handle it, long as she didn’t have the same ghosts.

“Yeah, a little one.” Reaching to her side, he pulled the ripped pillow away and tossed it to a corner of the room. Then he slid his hand under the bed and pulled out a brand new one, still in the plastic. “I cannot believe the pillow company gave you the pillows you fell in because you got blood on one of them.” It was a morbid joke between them but hilariously true.

“Hey,” she scolded, accepting the new pillow and peeling open her eyes to look at him as she nestled into it. “You love our supply of squishy pillows. We have a pillow room.”

“Mmm. No. I love that we have a pillow room because it’s a we.” She didn’t say anything, but she smiled like he was her whole world and that was better than anything she could have said.

“I love you.” Except that.

I know I can treat you better.