would you like to go on a date with me

anonymous asked:

How would Guzma react to one of thugs, a new member most likely, accidently talking crap his s/o without them knowing he is dating them?

- ohhhh boy. oh boy oh buddy oh man that grunt is dead
- first, guzma lets that grunt go one. u kno…let them dig a hole for himself. all the grunts around the newbie are like “oh no” as he just goes on and on
- eventually, the thick silence stops the new grunt and he just goes…”why are you all staring at me like that.”
- then. guzma begins to roast.
- guzma goes all out, from flaming the newbie’s hair to how he fuckin talks. does he even have a s/o? if he doesn’t, he gonna roast him about that too. all the other grunts are just watching him get fucking destroyed
- poor newbie probably doesn’t live it down for WEEKS
- guzma doesn’t roast them so hard that they resign, however…that would be counterproductive
- moral of the story: dont shittalk guzma’s s/o

Journal Entry #96

I’m either going to kill Iris or hug her. I’m not sure which yet.

Apparently she gave Prompto a “guide” on going out on a date with me. It really wasn’t much of a guide, but she also THREATENED ME if I didn’t do whatever he wanted today. As if I would’ve said no anyway

At least it wasn’t anything stressful. We just went to the beach and he took a hundred damned pictures and, you know, normal things. Except I also got to hug him again. he’s really huggable

So. I guess that’s a thing now, maybe.

…But I’m not having any more long talks like this for at least a fucking week.

anonymous asked:

Maybe some fluffy VanOhm or Tyvan of one part of the paring confessing their love? Sorry if this isn't specific enough (if not take either pairing wherever you'd like)

I made you a Vanohm fic with one-sided Tyvan! Hope you like it!


“I’m in love with you.”

“I love you!”

“Would you like to go on a date with me?”

“I’m an idiot, but you can be the idiot that dates me?” Ohm gave himself a smile that looked more like a grimace. He shook his head and groaned. He had been practicing what he would say to Evan when they finally met, but nothing seemed suitable to say to the sweet and handsome Evan.

Ryan heard a snort from his cellphone, he rolled his eyes as Tyler cackled at him and his misery. “You know what, Tyler? You’re supposed to be helping me out, not making fun of me. Evan’s your best friend, do you think I have a chance or not?”

“Oh yeah! Especially if you use that last one, Evan loves to be called an idiot!” Ryan could feel the shit-eating grin that the other man was bound to have.

Ryan had called Tyler because the taller man had been the one to figure out Ryan’s feelings for the Canadian, and had since then been pushing him to confess to Evan how he felt. Now, however, he regretted calling him.

“Oh come on, Ohm! Evan is not going to laugh at you or kill you, he’s too nice for that. Plus, it’s just gonna be you two anyway. So it’s already like a date, and he’s probably gonna dress up at least a little because he likes to make good first impressions.” Tyler tried to placate the worries that were brewing in the other man’s head.

Ryan took a deep breath and was ready to say his goodbyes to get a headstart to meet Evan when Tyler stopped him.

“Ryan. Evan has been my best friend for a long time. I thought we could’ve been more than friends but, I wasn’t fast enough and I missed my chance, which is why I want you to tell Evan how you feel. I want Evan to be happy and I know you’re the person to make sure that happens.” Tyler cut himself off, and Ohm could hear how hoarse his voice got.

Tyler cleared his throat. “I think I’ll always love him, I’m not going to lie to you, but I know he never felt the same. I can tell you that you have a very strong chance with him. If you ever hurt him or he comes to me and tells me he’s unhappy, you’re going to regret it. Got it?” Tyler’s voice was menacing. Ohm nodded despite the fact that Tyler wasn’t able to see him.

“Thank you, Tyler. I’ll do my best to make sure Evan never feels unhappy. Thanks for telling me how you feel, Tyler. I really appreciate you helping me.”

“Go get him, Ohmwrecker.”


Ryan had gotten a text from Evan saying that he’d run into some traffic 15 minutes ago; Ryan waited at their table as he processed Tyler’s words from earlier. Tyler loved Evan. What if Evan felt the same way for his best friend and Tyler had just misread the situation?

He was pulled out of his thoughts when he saw the restaurant host escort Evan towards him. He stood up to greet Evan his a quick hug. Once they thanked the host and were seated they were finally left alone.

Evan gave him a cheeky grin. “Hello, Ryan.”

Ryan noticed how Evan dropped the tone of his voice when he said Ryan’s name, it was the usual teasing he got because of how Ryan usually said Evan’s name. Ryan chuckled and soon they were joking and conversing about nothing and everything. It was so surprising how easy it was to talk to Evan, despite his nervousness that was still eating at him, Evan still managed to calm him and make him feel dizzy at the same time.

Evan was telling him about a time his sisters had decided to prank him with blue hair dye while he was visiting from college. He was using his hands and the way he was so full of energy and his brown eyes holding nothing but mischief and fondness for his sisters. Ryan could only hope that one day there might be love in those eyes when Evan looks at him.

Their ‘dinner date’ went smoothly and afterward, both men were walking along a path in the park, enjoying the breeze and crisp winter air. Evan and Ryan were walking close enough that their shoulders were touching and their hands brushed against the other’s every so often.

Ryan felt that this was the perfect time to confess his feelings to Evan. Ryan made them sit at an unoccupied bench and took Evan’s hands in his. Evan glanced down at their intertwined hands briefly before blushing and looking back into Ryan’s eyes.

“Evan, I know we’ve been friends for a while now, and I can’t even begin to tell you how much your friendship means to me.” Ryan smiled when Evan gave him a playful eye roll in return.

“However, I can tell you how much I managed to fall in love with you.” Surprise filled brown, wide eyes. Evan’s breath hitched and he tightened his hold on Ryan’s hand.

“Evan, I want to be able to hold you, kiss you, call you cheesy endearments and be there when you need or want me. I don’t know exactly when I started feeling this way but it feels like forever and I had to tell you. I love you.”

Evan was smiling. That had to mean something. Or was Evan just thinking on how to let him down easy? What if he just ruined everything?

Ryan hadn’t noticed that Evan was leaning in to kiss him until he felt lips press against his and immediately relaxed, wrapping his arm around Evan’s neck.

A month later they came out their family, friends, and fans.

anonymous asked:

i'm an 18 year old genderfluid person with blue hair, freckles, and gold eyes. i love tattoos and piercings and have a few of my own. i love cats, reading, writing, music, parties, being with people, and road trips. my favorite color is yellow and i bake all the time, so there's never a shortage of pies or cookies in my house. would you date me?

Oooh~ i love the golden eyes and tattoos/piercings~ but ah;; i really don’t like road trips and parties and stuff (⋟﹏⋞) but hooh boy do i love baked goods~♡♡

i would totally date, but dang do i hate going outside… 

How Destiel becomes canon

Cas: Dean, we need to talk.

Dean: Uh, sure, Cas. What’s up?

Cas: I’ve done some research online and I also asked Sam for some advice, but I’m still a bit unsure on how to do this. I was wondering, if possibly, you would like to attend a romantic dinner with me?

Dean: Do you mean a date?

Cas: Yes. A “date.”

Dean: You know we’ve been going out for years, right? You don’t have to ask anymore.

Cas: Um…no we haven’t.

Dean: Yes, we have.

Cas: I’m pretty sure I would have remembered if we were a couple, Dean.

Dean: No, man, we’re definitely together. 

Cas: No, we’re not.

Dean: So I haven’t brought anyone home since 2012 for nothing?

Cas: We haven’t even had any intimate contact.

Dean: I thought you just weren’t into that! Besides, doesn’t that eye thing count?

Cas: What eye thing?

Dean: That eye thing!

dating advice: the “captain america” rule

Context: I grew up in a family of nerds, and superheroes were always a really big part of my childhood. Captain America was a favorite, and he kind of became my family’s standard for good behavior and just generally being a Nice Person. (If one of the kids started a fight they’d get hit with, “What would Captain America think of how you’re acting?”, stuff like that.)

So when I got to high school and started dating, my mom told me something that sounds funny but in retrospect actually turned out to be really good advice:

“Date someone who treats you the way Captain America would. Never settle for less.” 

And this has actually helped me so much in my dating life, through high school and into my adult years, because even if it’s a little silly, it’s been really helpful to have that standard in the back of my mind when I’m first going into a relationship. 

Would Captain America ignore my calls? Would Captain America forget my birthday? Would Captain America get mad at me for cancelling a date because a family emergency came up? If the answer is no, then I know that the person I’m currently dating does not meet my standards, and that I need to break things off before they get too serious.

And your standard absolutely does not have to be Captain America, specifically. It can be any person, male or female, real or fictional, who is known for being respectful and considerate. It can even be an imaginary “soulmate” that you make up yourself. The point is to have a specific idea of how you expect to be treated by your romantic partners, and to refuse to compromise or settle for less. (Just make sure you’re holding yourself to the same standards – you can’t expect to date superheroes if you’re going to treat your partners the way a supervillain would.) This is a really good way to keep yourself from falling into bad relationships where you aren’t treated with the respect and care you deserve.

TL;DR: You deserve to date people who are respectful and considerate of you. You deserve a Captain America. Don’t settle for less. 

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Margherita Lucilla Siani - Overwatch OC: Overview

Ta-daaaa! This post has been stocked in my scraps for like… a decade! I’ve been changing things, names, dates so many times that I have issues myself to remember who and when. But we are finally here!

Some general, basic informations about my Overwatch Child, Margherita. It’s the first time ever I go this deep with an Original Character, so I really hope you like her! More infos, skins and backstory will come soon.

Fancy to tell me if you’d like to play as her? Ahah! I totally would!

I wrote more detailed explanations about her abilities, but I’m gonna hide the rest of the post since I talked too much. LOL

Keep reading

All I remember is that I wanted to hurt you as bad as you had hurt me.

So, I accepted an offer to go on a date. In a town as small as ours, I knew word would get back around to you.

For an entire night, I sat in a stranger’s passenger seat and I let him hold my hand. I let a stranger begin to fall in love with me. I laughed at his jokes, and I looked at him like he wanted to be looked at. And I let a stranger get as close to me as he wanted. Because little did he know, I was not in that car with him. I was somewhere far, far away — wherever my heart was. Wherever you were.

—  excerpt from an unfinished book #126

It’s amazing how much I used to cry over people. 
How I would blame myself, hate myself, not think that I was good enough for people who couldn’t see my worth. 
How I never thought I would move past certain situations. 
Then you go days, weeks, months without thinking about them. 
The cuts turn to scars.
The scars fade. 

Just like that. 

boyfriend bangtan

 boyfriend namjoon;
- neck kisses
- shopping trips
- enjoy having you just sitting on his lap
- “i lost my teddy bear, can i sleep with you?”

boyfriend seokjin; 
- cooking together with you
- cheesy pick up line
- thigh hugs
- “did the sun come out, or did you just smile at me?”

boyfriend yoongi; 
- forehead kisses
- arm over your shoulder
- flowers on anniversary
- “let me show you my tongue technology”

boyfriend hoseok; 
- thight hugs
- coffee dates 
- doing aegyo whenever your sad
- “here, come to my lap and hug me!”

boyfriend jimin;
- waist holding
- matching outfits
- travelling together
- “your lips look lonely. would they like to meet mine?”

boyfriend taehyung; 
- protective boyfriend
- asking you not to go out with other boys
- worried about you 24/7
- "where are you now? don’t you miss me? i miss you”

boyfriend jungkook;
- like to cuddling with you
- call you every morning
- reply your text with video
- "can i borrow a kiss? i promise i’ll give it back”

  • steve: you wrote about me
  • bucky: I don't know what you're talking about
  • steve: you pulled me out of the river
  • bucky: idk why I did that
  • steve: you nearly killed tony because he hurt me. you actually roared like an angry pigeon or something
  • bucky: I don't like him
  • steve: you tried to pull me behind the shield when I was covering you with it
  • bucky: I didn't mean to do that
  • steve: you remembered my shoes and the hotdogs but not that girls name
  • bucky: I have memory problems that's all
  • steve: you left our dates because I ran off, didn't even apologize
  • bucky: your date would've wondered where you went, I found you for her
  • steve: you lied and told me you only knew me because of the smithsonian because you wanted to protect me, to make me go
  • bucky: blame the brochure
  • steve: you made me share an apartment with you
  • bucky: I needed someone to do the dishes
  • steve: you kept my picture
  • bucky: memory problems remember?
  • steve: you didn't like it when I kissed sharon, I can tell your fake smile from your real one
  • bucky: you were wasting valuable time
  • steve: you put yourself back into cryo so I'd stop being reckless and not become a criminal just to keep you
  • bucky: I was tired
  • steve: you made a vow, told me you'd be with me until death
  • bucky: idk why I did that
  • steve: you interrupted my moment with peggy because you were jealous
  • bucky: you deserved applause and attention for your bravery
  • steve: you fell from the train because you were protecting me
  • bucky: wasn't my smartest move
  • steve: you gave me heart eyes at the bar in '43
  • bucky: I was drunk
  • steve: we shared money and everything else like...a couple
  • bucky: it was convenient
  • steve: you're in love with me
  • bucky: yes
  • steve: what
  • bucky: what
Ask my muse out!

“So are you seeing anyone at the moment?”

“Are you single by any chance?”

“Do you want to go out on a date with me?”

“I’m not going to the party with anyone, you’re not going with anyone. Shall we go together?”

“It’s taken me a while to pluck up the courage to ask but, do you like me?”

“You. Me. Date night. What do you say?”

“You’re no longer going alone, I’ll be your date.”

“Are you too shy to ask me out? Is that why I’m going to have to do it?”

“Do you have a girlfriend… or a boyfriend at all?”

“You wouldn’t happen to be dating at the moment, would you?”

“Look, I like you. I want to know if anything is going to come of it.”

“I have the house to myself, a bottle of wine and warm, comfortable sheets. Would you like to share that?”

“I’ve never asked anyone out before but with you I think I’ll have to.”

“Do you want to get out of here? Go somewhere private?”

“Would you be interested in going out with me some time?”

“girlfriend? no not really my area”
“theres all sorts round here”
“for you and for your date”
“may we expect a happy announcement”
“just once would have been nice” “i was waiting til we got married” “that was never gonna happen” “yeah”
“i know what kind of man you are”
“the fairer sex is your department”
“youre the expert on women”
“you repel me”
“what happened to the lipstick? i thought it was a big improvement. your mouth’s too..small now”
“something in the media going by the frankly ALARMING shade of pink”
“look at her hair! she color coordinates her lipstick and her shoes, shed never leave anywhere looking like that”
“gay. i mean, hey”
“this is just losing”

Originally posted by geekorunique

Originally posted by couples-love-feelings

705 words

Warning: Elena being a bitch, swearing

**********

‘You know you can stop going all out for these dates, you already won me over’ you say to Klaus at the end of another splendid date with your boyfriend, the hybrid himself. Your twin sister Elena and her friends would never approve although it seems you have won over his family, which is the only reason why you and Klaus have to keep quiet on your relationship, because of your family.

‘Yes well a beautiful young lady like yourself should be treated like a queen, my queen’ Klaus replies

‘Smooth’ you reply leaning over the console to give him a quick kiss goodbye and leave the car watching as he drives away, you walk up the steps to your door, a giddy, wide smile on your face although the good mood seems to leave as soon as you see who is in your home, not overly fond of your sisters friends as they are constantly plotting against your boyfriend.

‘Hey everyone, what evil scheme did you come up with tonight’ you tease getting a drink of water from the kitchen and sitting on the couch next to Bonnie.

‘Why do you smell like the devil?’ Damon questions a disgusted look of confusion

‘What?’ Elena questions. Damon says one word that erupts the biggest argument that you and Elena will ever have,

‘Klaus’ which also starts the questions being thrown at you. Although one stands out

‘You’re with Klaus? He’s the enemy, is he compelling you?’ Caroline questions

‘NO! Okay actually he gave me a necklace that has vervain in it to stop vampires from compelling me’ you shout

‘But (y/n) he’s still the enemy’ Elena says

‘No he’s not you’re just putting the blame on him every time something goes wrong’ you yell back at her

‘He tried to kill me’ Elena says to you to get you to realise that he is a bad guy.

‘yeah and Damon killed Jeremy, for no reason may I add plus he didn’t know that Jeremy was wearing a ring but you forgave him pretty quick, at least Klaus had a reason to kill you’ you tell her trying to get through to her that logic is idiotic.

‘I can’t trust you now that I know that you’re with him’ she mutters and you go quiet looking at her with disbelief then glance your eyes over everyone else who are looking down not denying or agreeing with Elena so you just accept that your sister, your twin someone who was supposed to always be by your side, now can’t trust you.

‘okay you know what?’ you start to say while getting your phone out trying to figure out which Mikaelson sibling would be best to come pick you up, ‘I have never said this out loud before because you know I’m a good sister but right now you don’t deserve it I’m actually glad you don’t trust me now I’m safer away from you because you let all of your friends and family either die, get injured or lose their loved ones for you to survive’ you tell her off and by the end of your rant there’s a knock on the door and you hear Elijah’s voice through the door, you mutter a goodbye to everyone accept for Elena and walk to the door and walk into Elijah’s open arms leaving everyone speechless.

‘You okay?’ he questions ‘I will be’ you mutter into his shoulder and as you open your mouth to ask him something he beats you to it.

‘No I didn’t tell him, if I did it would have ended very differently’ he says and you sigh.

**********

Once you get to the mansion, Klaus comes to the door as soon as he senses you presence and as he sees you he gives you a questioning look but then sees your saddened face and immediately rushes over to you with a worried look

‘What’s wrong love?’ he asks

‘Just hold me’ you mutter not ready to replay what just happened.

‘Well, well couldn’t get enough of us?’ Kol and Rebekah walk in but soon lose their smirks when they see you.

It’s amazing how a family of psychotic murderous vampires treat you better than you own family.

Dating Daryl Dixon Would Be Like..

-Him not wanting you to go on runs, but you being his favorite partner for one -Making him genuinely laugh and smile -Him pulling you close at night and holding you tightly so he can’t lose you -Him opening up to you and feeling comfortable enough to tell you what’s bothering him -“Take a damn shower you dirty redneck.” “Fine. But only if you’re in there with me.” -Him always bringing you a special gift back from a run. -Sitting on the porch late at night listening to old classic rock vinyls -“You need a haircut.” “Nope.” “Come here, I’m cutting it right now.” “Where the hell did you get those damn scissors?!” -Him randomly grabbing your hand and squeezing it -Comforting each other after horrible nightmares -Shower sex (when you finally get him to take one) -Rough, loud, passionate sex when no one else is in the house -Him telling you funny stories of him and Merle’s adventures -Him being extremely protective of you -Him getting jealous when another guy even looks at you for too long -Knowing that you’re always his top priority he’ll always have your back -Long hugs where he squeezes you tight and buried his face in your neck, leaving soft kisses there *gif not mine* an: these are so much fun to write omg

Originally posted by khaleesiwinter

Once upon I time I was on a POT date, and ended up comparing myself to a high end gym

It makes sense, hear me out

I was on a date with this god awful POT who was dead set on low balling me and claimed he didn’t see the “reason” behind a monthly allowance and would much rather pay per date, and here’s where it got interesting;

“Would you happen to have a gym membership?”

“Yes, I do”

“And is the gym you go to a nice gym?”

“Of course”

“Okay then, think of it like this. I am your gym, you come in and partake in your gym activities, use all the amenities provided to you by said gym. The hot tub, sauna, weight room, eliptical, treadmill, showers, locker: you use all of that. Why are you able to do that? Because you are a member and you pay a certain amount every month to do so; does your membership rate change if you go 4 times a month VS you going once a month? No it doesn’t, why you ask? Because regardless of whether or not you’re there, the gym needs to keep running, the electricity, water, and rental space all need to be paid for in order for that gym to run properly. Now, you say your gym is pretty nice? Which means you are willing to pay more for it because it’s nicer, the same rule applies to me. The more money that comes in, the nicer the gym is; better machines, it’s clean, and you end up getting more perks, why? Because since you pay extra you get extra. Don’t wanna pay that hearty membership fee? No worries! You can go to a cheaper gym! Will you get the same service? Will it look as nice? Absolutely not. Now say you don’t feel like working out in the same place as other people, and much rather have the place to yourself? That’s cool too! Now you’ve just built your own home gym AND hired a personal trainer who is there for you and you only! And you know what? That’s even more expensive, why? Because now you have exclusivity, and that gym is for you and you only. Does it make sense now? If you want a gorgeous, poised, clean cut, elegant sugar baby; you will have to pay a larger amount than if you just want your average Susie Q, and don’t get me wrong; there’s probably nothing wrong with Susie, but is she anything special? Is she a luxury? Does she fit seamlessly into your high rise lifestyle? Absolutely not. Therefore you should not demand YSL product at Walmart prices, you cheap piece of shit" Needless to say it didn’t work out and he ended up going back home to his Susie Q wife

photobook ➻ newt scamander one shot

Title: photobook

Prompt: Imagine your s/o is an immortal and you find a photo album full of pictures that look scarily like you from different time periods

Character: Newt ‘cinnamon roll’ Scamander  

Rating: T

Author: @porpentiny (me) 

Ok so lil bit of a modern au here, but I don’t really go into it so, yeah whatever.



When you started dating Newt Scamander, you had noticed his lovable little quirks; like how his eyes crinkled when he really smiled, or how he would leave his wand hanging from his lips when his hands were occupied, or how he knew how to calm any creature–including you–down. How he was always gazing at you for just a second too long, and how when his fingertips brush your soft skin, he’d always smile as if he knew something nobody else did.

You also noticed the polaroid camera he was never seen without.

He didn’t actually use it until you began dating, and ever since you did, he was always taking photos of you, scribbling down the year and place on it and without even letting you glance at it, it was pocketed and his arms were around your waist, mumbling an ‘I love you.” before you could ask to see it. 

You had yet to see any of the photos, and no matter how many times you asked about them, he would always just smile and shake his head, saying something along the lines of ‘my album isn’t quite finished yet, love, but when it is, I assure you that you can see it.’ which you never understood because he was always taking photos of you, and you didn’t know how many more his worn old album could take.

“Why do you take so many photos of me?” You questioned one winters day while you sat in-between his legs on a rich carpet, the heat of the coal fire dancing across your skin with his arms wrapped around you in an embrace with his chin on your shoulder.

“Because you’re beautiful,” He whispered, with a delicate kiss on the tip of your ear. 

It wasn’t until you were down in his case, searching for something in a clutter of mess, that you found it, hidden in a box, beneath an array of scattered newspapers, with dates on the front pages that you weren’t even alive for.

You opened the lid of the box, only to be met with a tattered old leather photo book, bursting at the seams with hundreds of pictures practically begging to be looked at. A mess of photographs littered to bottom of the box, as well, but you didn’t dare focus on them.

You slammed the lid down, sending newspapers flying in a cluster around you. You couldn’t. You shouldn’t.

But, something inside of you was desperately calling for it, so you slowly removed the lid once more with trembling hands and placed it ever so gently against a newspaper.

You reached into the box and when your fingertips brushed the cover, you instantly recoiled. This was private, Newt said he would show you when it was finished. 

But by the looks of the old box, it was finished, so with a steadying breath, you took the beaten old book in your hands. The air suddenly got very warm and you could hear your heart beat in your ears as the tension grew with every stuttering breath.

Your heart raced as you went to open it, feeling like you were trespassing on a part of Newt that he wasn’t ready to show you, making the book feel more heavy than it was in your sweaty palms.

Before you had time to chicken out, you flipped the first page open, only to be met with a photo of a girl and Newt with arms wrapped around each other, grinning ear to ear, laughing at something forgotten in time, snow falling around them.

But it wasn’t just any girl. It was you. You could tell by the way her nose curved and how she awkwardly placed her arms over Newts and how she leaned into Newt just like you did, and although things were different about her style, it was most definitely you.

Then you saw the date ‘1926, New York city’ scrawled across the bottom of the old page and blinked, confused. What?

You peeled back the next page apprehensively, and you saw a picture of a you once more, from the side, with an out of date haircut and an outfit you might see on The Great Gatsby. You were smiling and shoving the camera away from you, the tagline of this one was ‘1927, a night of dancing in London’ 

The next few pages were of you in various locations and you stumbled across one of you by yourself, grinning and dancing as you showed your hand to the camera, which was adorned by a lush diamond ring. This one was titled ‘1928, she said yes!’ 

The page beside it was you in a white gown, next to Newt who was wearing an uncharacteristic suit, the two of you caught in a kiss in front of a large church that you knew. 

You raised a hand to your mouth, letting your delicately moving fingers glide across the page, wild eyes roaming for an explanation but the only thing you could find was ‘1929, forever yours,

“Y/n, you haven’t seen my-” You heard Newt’s voice get louder as he came down the steps but you couldn’t bring yourself to close the book. His voice cut off and so did his footsteps as he caught you red handed.

You slowly turned to face him with teary eyes, his expression was stony with an underlying panic, eyes only daring to look at the book you had in your hands as none of you spoke.

“W-what is this?” You said softly, throat going suddenly dry as you silently pleaded for him to meet your eyes. Your hands were still shaking as you held tightly onto the album, afraid that it would disappear if you let your grip falter, even for a second.

“It’s my photo album,” He whispered, barely loud enough for you to hear him, but in the thick silence, you were listening out for his voice.

“Newt…” You didn’t outwardly ask it, not having the confidence to, but he understood. As he always did. He slowly made his way towards you, a shaky sigh leaving his lips as he got to the floor where you sat.

He reached into the box and pulled out an old crumpled piece of paper, and your eyes followed his shaking fingers as he pulled it into a viewable piece. There you were again, in drawing form, smiling for the artist in a piece titled ‘Y/N,’ and you decided to let him explain before you spoke.

“This was 1616, I was fifteen and so in love with you it was unhealthy,” He laughed drily as he leaned on the wall behind you. “Much the same as I am now,”

Your eyes flitted to his and you felt your heart break as you saw him with tears running down his cheeks. You slowly moved towards him and let your cheek fall against his chest, arm wrapping around his midsection as he went through his photos.

“How?” You said quietly, and he knew what you meant. The silence in the room was whispering a thousand things in your ears before he finally spoke.

“I don’t know.”

You lapsed into an uncomfortable silence once more and you further awaited explanation, listening to his heart beat as you waited for him to carry on.

“I-I meet with you in every lifetime I live, my life never ends and I have to watch as yours does. Every time,” His voice cracked with a sob and you waited patiently for him to continue, slowly rubbing over his shirt clad stomach.

“My love, I have watched you die, more times than any man should have to bear, and I will continue to watch you live, and die until my days run out, if you allow me to,” 

A silence followed, the only noise being your breathing and his sobs.

“I-I’ve tried to die along with you, but it never works. It never works!” He fisted his hair and shook his head, letting all of his emotions come free in one moment. 

You slid up the wall, pulling his arm away from his head calmly and pressing his calloused palms against your chest, letting him feel your heart beating.

“I-immortal?” You questioned, simply guessing at this point. It was rare, but it could happen to some wizards, and it was usually thought of as a gift from the gods above.

His glistening eyes met yours and it was all the confirmation you needed to tell you that no, it was a curse. You pulled him towards you and kissed his forehead lovingly, petting his curls as he choked out more sobs. You didn’t want to imagine all he’s seen throughout his lifetime.

“I’m here, I always will be,” You whispered sweet nothings into his hair, kissing him every few minutes until he was finally calm.

You took his chin and tilted it up so he was looking at you, with wet eyes and puffy cheeks. You slowly leaned forward, capturing his lips in a delicate kiss that didn’t last long enough for him to return.

“I will always love you, in every life time, forever; if you’ll only return it to me,” You said against his lips, feeling the rawness of his emotions.

He placed a salty kiss against your lips, one that you retaliated immediately. His soft lips against yours telling you everything you needed to hear.

Newt slowly pulled away, breathing heavily as he pressed his forehead against yours;

“My love for you is eternal.”

Tracer dialog that I'd like to see.

Tracer: just a moment. Tracer here?…oh, Emily, Sorry I have to go I’m about to start a mission. Love you too. Bye.
———
Tracer: Hey, Winston. Emily wanted me to give these to you.

Winston: Ooooo peanut butter cookies. I’ll save these for later.
———
Tracer: Hey, Lucio. I need a favour. I need an anniversary gift for my girl back home and I was hoping you-

Lucio: Give me the date and I’m there.
———
Widowmaker: I wonder what your little friend would think of you working with a ‘murderer’ like me?

Tracer: she’d think I have a lot to put up with.

MM Valentine’s Day Dates - RFA

✿ My Valentine’s Day plans: Work on writing, finally play the new DLC, and try to forget that no one is going to give me any chocolate. But in the meantime… Some holiday-appropriate headcanons!

Yoosung

  • Makes this day all about you, and sticks to pretty traditional date locations.
  • The Zoo, the Aquarium - y’know. The kind of “first date” locations a teenager would take his first datemate too. The sort of stuff you’d find in a game like Tokimeki Memorial or Love Plus.
  • …You have a sneaking suspicion that Yoosung might have gotten his dating ideas from a romance game.
  • Oh well. it’s cute.
  • He’s kind of modest with his gifts - y’know, heart shaped box of chocolate, plush teddy bear, a bouquet of very tasteful flowers - but you can tell it’s because he didn’t want to overwhelm you.
  • At first, he’s super anxious about how you’re enjoying the day, but he starts relaxing around lunchtime and getting into the day.
  • You get to act a bit like a kid again. Getting excited about things, pointing out animals… Yoosung even stops to get you a a balloon shaped like a tiger.
  • Valentine’s Day with Yoosung is pure. Refreshing. Comforting, in a way the holiday often… isn’t.

Zen

  • HOW LONG HAS THIS MAN BEEN WAITING FOR VALENTINES DAY?
  • FOREVER.
  • ABSOLUTELY FOREVER.
  • Zen shows up at your door at eight AM with the biggest teddy bear you’ve ever seen, a huge, hulking bag full of chocolates, and so many flowers that you think he actually purchased an entire boutique. 
  • Before you can really process all of these gifts, he’s presenting you tickets to a musical he got for you and the news that you’ve got a fancy dinner reservation and he got you a new dress for the occasion, do you want to try it on?
  • you are basically steamrolled by this excited puppy.
  • Keeping up with Zen is nightmarish, because he wants to do everything and make your Valentine’s Day as memorable as possible. When he notices that he’s tired you out, though…
  • He stops and gives you a piggy-back ride to the next place on your list.

Jaehee

  • Super shy and insecure about pleasing you on Valentine’s Day, but surprisingly enough, she’s a total natural at it.
  • She hand-makes you chocolates, surprises you with a cake, and the two of you go to a botanical garden afterwards to enjoy the flowers.
  • Jaehee is very interested in all the scientific facts about the plants, and the both of you point out your favorite flowers and smile.
  • She takes pictures of you, you take pictures of her, and the both of you get all cute and giggly.
  • Afterwards, you go rest at a coffeeshop, and Jaehee takes the cutest sounds as she talks to you about the new blend of coffee she wants to try.
  • You reach out, wiping away a little dollop of whipped cream that’s gotten on her nose… and you know what it’s like to be at peace.

Jumin

  • Surprises you by taking the day off, and - furthermore - by not taking you to a fancy restaurant on your date.
  • No.
  • Jumin takes you to a carnival.
  • It seems he’s taken it to heart, that he can’t just drown you in money to make happy memories, so he wants to do something that the “commoners” do with you.
  • …Seeing a corporate CEO on a rollercoaster is hilarious, but even more hilarious is seeing him desperately trying to win you things from all of the carnival games.
  • His aim is pretty bad, his reflexes are slow… but there’s nothing sweeter than his determined expression as he tries to win you a cat plush from the whack-a-mole stand.
  • You teach him about cotton candy, dippin’ dots, and other festival food. You go to cheap souvenir shops together, and you see Jumin stop in front of one of the stands selling mainly aluminum jewelry.
  • More specifically, though… it’s those lockets that come in pairs, the ones that are various shapes broken down the middle so they form a pair with their other half.
  • Jumin is fascinated, and even though they’re cheap, mass-manufactured goods, he gets a key-chain to share with you so he can have you in his thoughts always.

707 (Saeyoung)

  • While Seven spends the week leading up to the “big day” making fun of consumerism, he does actually relish the idea of spending Valentine’s Day with you, and he surprises you by actually preparing something beforehand.
  • That something is, interestingly enough, delivered in the form of a specially made robot that wakes you up with recitations of love poetry and them vomits paper hearts and glitter on you.
  • You spend the morning chasing Seven around for getting glitter all over your pajamas, where you then realize that he’s decorated your entire apartment with hearts, cupids, and red and white streamers.
  • He’s also bought a cake, a huge mountain of soda… and a pizza that he’s cut in the shape of a heart. It’s enough food that you’re certain you won’t have to leave the house the entire day, and it’s then that you see the absolute mass of boxes he’s piled up by the TV.
  • Video game boxes. Saeyoung’s great plans for the day is a video game date where you eat terrible food and play cooperative games.
  • …Honestly, the thought of avoiding all the other crowded, couple filled places is great, and you can’t help but admire how he prepared all this without letting you know at all.