#actually. i mean. every kiss does begin with k. & getting killed can be scary. this is just an evolution of a fmk god damn it--

[nachtsoklein]

kurt wagner has appeared !!

[toorumochi]

KaruShuu OTP Questions

Ah- I created ehhh 4?? I suppose KaruShuu head-canons posts today but do I regret it? Absolutely not, I loved it. So here you go, have another one, don't be shy, read it.

Also, please keep in mind that these head-canons are completely made up by me in a way of that it's just how I would see it sksksk also here, KaruShuu would be probably adults?? Also married??

Anyways, enjoy~ 🌸

Who is the most affectionate? Sinceee they got married, I'm sure the longer into the relationship, the more they have opened up to each other? Karma would be the type to wake up first in the morning and kiss Shuu good morning, but since Shuu is an early bird, he would wake up before Karma and make breakfast for him. Thats how he shows affection ❤️🧡

Most common argument? Sad to think that they NeEd to argue 🙄💅 but oh well- I thinkkk they would argue over super silly things. For example what to watch (If you have read my previous head canons, you will know what I mean by 'Shrek Marathons'):

"Let's watch something"

"Sure, what do you have in mind?''

Karma would just grin over to Shuu and Shuus eyes would widen, "Hell no"

"Absolutely ye-"

"Karma don't you dAR-"

They ended up watching (again for the 12 time this week) Shrek.

Who apologizes first? Karma apologies fly out of his mouth faster than they stop arguing. Karma would rather apologize than not let them talk for the next few hours.

Favorite (non-sexual) activity to do together? They enjoy getting massage! Ifff KaruShuu was too lazy to go out to get a professional massage for a few hours, they would do it to each other. (It usually ends with them making out later on but I'll delete that part)

Who is most likely to carry the other? Karma would carry Shuu ❤️😩 Ugh bridal style to embarrass him 💀💅

Nicknames?

For Karma, by Shuu: Tamponhead (I used this one in my fanfic and I will forever love it), Moron, Karma. Tbh, I don't think neither like these pet-names or nicknames since that think they are 'cringy'.

Tho, Karma has quite a few: Shuu (Main, he doesn't use 'Gakushuu' but when he does, Shuu melts lol), Pumpkin, Orange, pumpkin pie, Strawberry shortcake (bc he loves strawberries so why not call Shuu one 😌🤚🏻), Sugar cube (Idk I think it's cute, tho I don't know if that's even a nickname- 💀💀)

Also a note: They would definitely not use 'baby', 'babe', 'honey' bc- noooo 😩💀

Who proposes? Karma 💅

Who sings along with the radio? Karma would sing along but he is horrible at singing and Shuu makes him KNOW it by him singing and Karma shuts up but finds it hilarious at the same time.

Who worries most? Both do, depending on the situation. Shuu would be worried about stuff like paying taxes or things like that, meanwhile Karma is worried for Shuus health, if he is eating enough as well as getting enough sleep every night. Shuu is a hardworking bee after all ✨

Who always wants to take selfies with the other? Karma wants to, for example they are traveling somewhere for vacation and Karma wants to take as many pics as possible with his husband so he can later on put them into an album ❤️😩 (KaruShuu as a married couple >>>>)

Who likes to playfully tease the other? Ohhh~ Karma teases Shuu all the time, but there are times where Shuu would feel playful so he would tease back

Who has the weirdest taste in their music? Karma I'm begging you- his music taste changes every week and road trips are a disaster for Shuu

Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant? Karma remembers because Shuu is always ordering the same things since he is minimalistic lol but Karma is a living chaos when it comes to food so Shuu can't remember it all.

Who is embarrassed to take their clothes off in front of the other? Lmao no matter for how long they are already together, no matter if they are married, no matter how many times they had done it, Shuu would be the one to be embarrassed about it every time.

Who tops? ...Okay so here, personally as someone who writes Fanfics, Karma tops. Always. I just- I just can't imagine Shuu as a top?? my friends gave me some really valid reasons for Shuu to be a top but I just can't see it 😩

Who initiates kisses? Both I guess? But mostly Karma

Who reaches for the other's hand first? Oooo here an example! If they are driving in the car, and Karmas hand is free, Shuu usually reaches for it but as soon as Karma needs it to drive, he has to let go. Or if they are in the cinema - Shuu would definitely hold onto Karmas hand the whole time - as comfort, since they usually watch Horror movies together so yea 😌

Who kisses hardest? Who is most ticklish? Both is Karma, but when it comes to tickling, even tho Karma is more ticklish, he is also stronger than Shuu so he can easily pin him down and tickle him, just for the sake to see Shuu giggle which kills him bc God damnit isn't he adorable?

Who brings an animal they found home? Lol depends on the animal. I would say Karma is a cat person and Shuu is a dog person b u t Shuu is allergic to cats so they can't have cats. But I think if Karma would be the one to bring an animal home, it would be a dog.

Who holds the umbrella for the other when it's raining? Karma's shoe laces often get untangled, so when Karma bends to tie them, Shuu stands over him with an umbrella to keep the rain from pouring on him.

Who tries to playfully embarrass the other in public? Karma 😭

Who kills the scary bugs? Oh lemme tell you about this one:

Shuu HATES bugs, since he always had the feeling of his father having a bunch of centipedes around himself whenever he acted manipulative and so on so he hates them. So one time when Shuu was taking a shower, and Karma was in the kitchen, Shuu suddenly screeched so Karma went to check on him. He walked onto a Shuu, covering himself with a towel and looking absolutely T E R R I F I E D at the ceiling, stuttering. Karma was hella confused so he looked up and oop here we go, a spider. Karma obv took the spider off the ceiling to free it, but first he had to tease and scare his husband a little by walking towards the shower stall, "Shuu look~ He wants to be friends with you~", the way Shuu screamed at this made almost all of the windows in the apartment break.

Who asks the weird questions at random in the middle of the night? Karma does that on a daily basis, but when Shuu is a little bit drunk, he would ask weird questions to which Karma never has an answer but he jokes around.

Who hogs the blankets? Karma hogs them and Shuu ends up having a cold the next morning 😭

Who wakes up first? Shuu is an early bird, but Karma wakes up first for work.

Who wants to stay in bed just a bit longer? On weekends, they both stay in bed a bit longer to cuddle ❤️💕

Who always makes coffee for the other each morning? Karma makes coffee for Shuu before he leaves for work 🥰

Who cries during certain films or when reading sad books? Lmao Karma cries during Shrek every time the scene comes up where Shrek had an argument with Donkey 😔

Who gets scared during horror films? Shuu 😩😩 He would (as said before) take Karmas hand for comfort

Who tells their friends/family about the relationship first? Lmao none since GakuHOE is well, a hoe so they won't trust him b u t I have the feeling of Karmas mom being actually super supportive?? But they wouldn't tell her, she would just get the hint and then when she receives the wedding invite she goes "oh-".

What do their friends/family think of the relationship? Rio was shipping this since the beginning of middle school aight, she loves it and she even threw a party for them. #IstanRioNakamura

Who is more likely to ask the other to dance with them? Karma would ask Shuu to dance obv but Shuu would go along 😩💕

Who cooks best? Karma! And Shuu loves his cooking! :D

Who wears the other's jacket? Shuu is the one to wear long coats, and Karma those thicc jackets. Shuu usually gets super cold even with the coat on, so Karma gives Shuu his jacket on top of the coat lol.

Who uses cheesy pickup lines? Karma- anywhere. Have an example:

"Hey Shuu, could you feel the shirt?", he asked Shuu while they went shopping and Karma wAsN't sure about his T-Shirt choice so Shuu was running his fingers slightly over Karmas chest with the shirt still on and thinking about the material, then Karma went: "Know what it's made of?", and Shuu looked at him and was about to answer him, but Karma was quicker and continued, "Boyfriend material", ObViOuSlY with a grin and Shuu was a gay blushing mess 💅 but then Shuu went along, "What do you mean boyfriend? I can only see Husband material", and tuRNED AWAYYYYY~

Who whispers inappropriate things in the other's ear during inappropriate times? AAAA I T H I N K I've written sum like this before- So two things that happened:

KaruShuu were invited to a funereal or sum and pls the church was quiet and stuff but obv Karma had to joke around and he leaned over to Shuus ear and whispered a joke into his ear which made our stubborn Shuu giggle and the church was this close👌 to throw them out lmao

Shuu was at work, and Karma likes to call him randomly, but oh well Shuu picks up and Karma starts to tease him over the phone maybe something very sexual stuff (knowing Karma he would) and Shuu just- he is sitting at his desk and his workers are giving him looks about why is he blushing so much.

Who makes the other laugh most? Karmas jokes always make Shuu laugh, sometimes even cry since they are hilarious.

Who would have to bail the other out of jail? Oh my God- Shuu would have to bail Karma out of jail maybe during college years, but I think Karma would mature a bit more as an adult

What would be their theme song? YOOO- A WHOLE PLAYLIST WOULD BE NEEDED-

Who would sing their child back to sleep? OOO!! Karma would be the type to read stories, but Shuu would sing them to sleep :D

What do they do when they're away from each other? I can imagine that they both have those business trips from time to time, so when they are apart, they FaceTime each other every evening to check on each other. Yes indeed they must stay at fancy hotels for their business trips and they are being served food, but they still check that the other one is eating and sleeping well. Oh and good morning and goodnight texts™️🥰

A headcanon about them that stabs your feels? Oh- oH GOD- That maybe they tend to act very distant at first in their relationships?? Or more cold? For example Shuu, he would not really know nor show much affection to Karma and Karma at first thinking that Shuu doesn't love him at all (which isn't true bc Shuu loves him deeply) but then he after some time figures it out when Shuu opens up to him more.

A headcanon that mends the previous one? That they both after some time spend together, have the opportunities to open up to each other, know each other better as well as find out each others weaknesses and strengths which makes their relationship stronger. I absolutely love them ❤️😩

[percyjacksonfan3]

The Last Olympian Thoughts

So because I have absolutely 0 self-control or restraint when it comes to this series and its characters, and for The Last Olympian in particular, I could not put TLO down. Because of this I figured I couldn’t do the usual photo reaction posts I have been so far, because the spam would just be ridiculous, so I am stealing the idea from @yourstrulytaaay​ to do a masterpost instead. (Adding a Read More cause this got ridiculously long)

Fun fact, TLO came out right after i finished reading the series for the first time so it's the first PJO book i bought  and my only hard cover one for the og series. I checked the year and turns out it was published 2009, which means i was actually 9 when i read the series for the first time. I realize this is not really a fun fact but i thought i was older when I first read the series so it's blowing my mind a little ‘cause now I’m 21 and everything hits different and i still have so much love for this series and the characters Okay onto book thoughts: - i was right that this book is gonna destroy me, the first line alone made me so excited and nostalgic it's ridiculous - I love Rachel and Percy sm tbh. Her being a bit of peace and normalcy in his life without always reminding Percy of who and what he is is so good for him. Just a little escape

- of course by the end of the book that's not the case any more but by the end he's lived his prophecy so he doesn't need it as badly, plus he and Annabeth are solid again - Percy saying Annabeth has been hard to be around lately... Ouch my heart. Luke really is the last thing that keeps them from being together and Percy is so jealous and Annabeth so torn and in pain, i feel so bad for them both

- Beckendorf 🥺🥺 - the telkhine with the Lil Demon lunchbox!! I forgot about him. Percy: 'i left him alive, partly because his lunchbox was cool' is one of my absolute favourite lines tbh - Paul taking Percy crabbing and being imperative in helping Percy kill the giant crab 💖 Paul Blofis is important and deserves the world, okay? - aw Percy, you can't save every demigod bb

- 'i had to fight him eventually. Why not now?... What difference would a week make?' Oh Percy you have no idea - real talk tho, the fact Kronos possessed Luke's body would also mess me tf up. Percy keeps forgetting it's not Luke anymore and yeah, that would be so so hard and confusing af, like what another smart little mind game for Kronos to pull on top of everything else - the fact Percy fights Kronos before getting the Achilles Curse and actually doesn't die within seconds is... Astounding. He kicks him in the chest! And yeah Kronos is weaker and still adjusting to Luke's body, but Percy is having trouble fighting Luke cause they used to be friends - Percy breaks Kronos' time magic!! Like?! Boy is POWERFUL.

- OUCH - honestly Luke, Thalia and Annabeth's family breaking the way it did... Don't talk to me. Poor Annabeth, Luke betrayed them, Thalia joined the Hunters because of Luke's betrayal so she's pretty much AWOL all the time and then Luke dies. Like Rick wtf, my heart can't take it? -Percy and Tyson having each others backs when talking to Poseidon in the underwater palace is the brother-brother relationship we love to see - Percy trying to stick a sand dollar in the vending machines at school 🤦🏻‍♀🤦🏻‍♀ - the whole underwater interaction at Poseidon's palace? Perfection. Awkward family drama and all - Connor falling out of the tree when he sees Percy because he's so excited 😂😂

- 😭💖

- k, ik Clarisse isn't perfect but tbh if i was a child of Ares whose father was disrespected and hated by my fellow campers (ares deserves it but still) and that disrespect trickled down to how the other campers treated ME (which if Percy is reliable here, it obviously does) then i would also be irritated at being used for muscle and nothing else? And just expected to fight with the people who act as if they'd rather not have Ares kids around the rest of the time. Like Clarisse isn't totally wrong - Percy reading the prophecy, seeing he's meant to die and just being like 'i do not see it' and refusing to outright think about it makes me so sad for him - (but it taints every action after and he's super reckless afterwards bc of it- including finally breaking and accepting the Achilles Curse) - (also him taking this as the last straw and finally beginning to show Annabeth how he really feels, cause fuck it, he's dying anyway) - Give me more info about Rachel's backstory and family Rick!! -  how did i forget Percy willingly eats chocolates that taste like cardboard because 'i didnt have anything against cardboard' like sir? Ik Silena didn't want them but still? - 'she'd always been cute, but she was starting to be seriously beautiful' STOP, MY HEART CAN'T TAKE IT - Percy staring at Annabeth and forgetting what they're talking about cause hes so distracted 👌🏻

- hmm yeah... For some strange reason.... - i forgot how Percy totally bombs this convo bw them and now want to cry 😭 Annabeth is trying to talk about what's important and Percy, you sweet oblivious man, you're shooting her down without even realizing - love that they're both on the same wavelength tho. Percy two lines before, hmm it's cool to date ppl from other cabins, wonder why im thinking that around Annabeth, my best friend in the world, and then Annabeth a beat later, hmm, let me bring up Silena and Beckendorf and how it's important to be with the people you love when you have the chance, no way Percy will miss this huge hint right? - they're the best - k i honestly forgot Percy full on physically intimidates Leneus like that - luke telling his mom if he ran away the monsters wouldnt get her..i can just imagine luke crying when he says good bye before running away because he thinks it's his fault his mom is like that and he cant take care of and protect her anymore because it's too hard - uh oh now i have angsty pre-lightning thief luke fic inspo... Him, Thalia and Annabeth on the run... The ANGST -  Rick holds absolutely nothing back in this book and i am in pain - HESTIA!! 💖💖🥰 - actual loml - i love that Rick titled this book after her and that he wrote such a great series about the importance of family (biological, found or otherwise) and home, and that he said actually Hestia is the most important bc shes the most humble and keeps the peace and knows when to fight and when to yield and you protect what you love, which is your home - i just... Adore Hestia - Grover! Missed you babes - Hades is so so horrible to Nico, always comparing him to Bianca :/ - but i do love Hades, Persephone and Demeter together they make me laugh - oh god the River Styx - Achilles 🥺 - Annabeth being Percy's lifeline is, and continues to be, A Lot™ - 'my name was Percy Jackson. I reached up and took Annabeth's hand.' LOL Why am i crying? - Like the fact there is no Percy without Annabeth, and that remembering her literally reminded him of who he is in his very soul... It's fine im fine - i won't even get into the parallels of her being his lifeline now and then later when Hera takes his memories but leaves the memory of Annabeth for Percy to fight to get back to (anyone who wants to yell about it with me... Feel free to message) - badass Percy is my fav Percy tbh - him defeating Hades?? Like? Hades is arguably the most powerful god, okay - i feel bad for Nico but if i was Percy I'd do the exact same, Nico, sorry man but this is a high stakes time crunch deal and Nico is literally the only hope of persuading Hades and distracted by his own internal stuff - flashbacks to Luke, Thalia and Annabeth hurt, ow - George and Martha are the best - damn i forgot Hermes full on nearly kills Percy here, yikes - Luke stop cockblocking Percabeth challenge

- i love!! Percy's love for New York!! So much!! - Percy leaving to live in New Rome in HoO is a lie and this is all the proof i need for why - the fact the entire last half of the book is the battle and aftermath... Such great buildup and pacing. All the tricks and twists and battles in this War of Manhattan? I would not take out a thing, Rick, you legend - of course then the final battle in hoo with the gods is what? Two pages? Ugh, don’t talk to me about my hatred for BoO and HoO - 'no detours you two' is still the cutest thing!!! - THE HUNTERS!! Thalia i missed you - good job Percy, you finally spent your sand dollar - Minotaur!! - 'dont i get a kiss for luck? Its kind of a tradition right?' Percy finds out he's gonna die and is out of fucks to give and honestly I support him - also Michael just standing beside these two while they're flirting like umm 👀 👀 while a monster army marches towards them, nbd - Annabeth taking Ethan's knife meant for Percy!!! Cause she just knows his weak spot without him even telling her! They literally invented love - Feral Percy is so scary omg, i love how well Rick incorporates the Achilles Curse in this novel, with the whole heightened weaknesses and stuff ans the parallels to Achilles arrogance being what killed him and Percy's loyalty, fierceness and protective instinct being his own heightened weakness - the fact that Percy is the one who inadvertantly kills Michael Yew tho, I'll never recover from that - the fact Hades offers Maria di Angelo a golden palace by the Styx like how Poseidon offers Sally a palace under the sea tho. Let's talk about that parallel - the entire talk with Prometheus is so so good - not me picturing young Luke hiding in the closet to get away from his mom when she has an 'episode' -i love callbacks in stories and all of the callbacks to the rest of the series in this book make me very happy (medusa, minotaur, the underworld, Rainbow!! My baby!!, Daedalus and more) - Percy summoning a wholeass hurricane against Hyperion - the Party Ponies! They're so chaotic, i love it - Dionysus! 😁 I can't help it, i love him - Percy absolutely losing it when he sees Sally and Paul asleep in the car 🥺 - Rachel telling Percy he's not the hero screws with him so much :( poor bb - although i really really love how Rick wrote this, it's so refreshing to not have one chosen one save the world, but a combination of people - the drakon, Silena and Clarisse make me cry - the Patrochilles references, im not okay - Annabeth giving up on Luke after hearing what he did to Silena and Percy telling her that doesn't make him happy 😭 that whole interaction makes my heart ache - Percy giving Hestia Pandora's pithos 🥺 - and Hades, Nico and the others coming for a final attack is so badass, i love it - listen im glad the og trio were the ones to confront Luke on Olympus but the fact Thalia got so close and then pinned by a statue of HERA makes me so sad. Ik her and Luke were finished and she coped by cutting him off completely and giving up all hope but i would pay money to know what they would have said to each other to say goodbye - Ethan 🥺 - Poseidon joining the fight against Typhon is so cool, such a great scene - 'PEANUT BUTTER!' - Annabeth you brilliant badass you - RIP Luke, you werent great but you werent the worst either - the gods just rolling up seconds too late, wondering wtf happened in Olympus and who the dead body is - the chapter where the Olympians meet and give out rewards is one of my absolute favourites (again i am incensed we didn't get anything like this in HoO) - will Percy turning down immortality ever not make me scream in glee? No? Alright then - Annabeth being relieved like Percy was relieved at the end of Titan's Curse tho - oh Hermes :/ - its so hard reading all this and knowing what comes in HoO... Like it's such a cathartic, earned and mostly happy and peaceful ending and then HoO comes along and undermines it all - aww Rick let Paul see Olympus somehow pls, he deserves it, he killed a dracanae - (i would also love to see it) - Percy being more upset Rachel took his pegasus than her going to Camp and possibly dying, lol, priorities dude - i honestly think that Rick had other ideas for the second Great Prophecy and how things would go down in BoO, cause the prophecy like... Barely applies to BoO, Doors of Death are in book four, and explabations of it is all so unclear when Rick is usually pretty good with that stuff - PERCABETH - lol Percy complaining about privacy when he and Annabeth are caught kissing literally in the middle of the very open and public dining pavilion, okay - BEST UNDERWATER KISS OF ALL TIME - that's it and im a glass case of emotion - very happy to say that this series remains my favourite of all time 💖

 If anyone ever wants to come gush about anything Riordanverse related feel free, because as you can see I have a lot of thoughts about it all

[jason-the-mommas-boy]

SFW Alphabet with Jason Voorhees

Summary: What the title says! The SFW alphabet with Jason and his S/O (that’s you!) 

Word Count: 3k

A/N: This has been in my google docs for awhile and I’ve been trying to finish up all of my drafts, so here we are! Hope you enjoy these <3

A = Affection (How affectionate are they with a s/o?)

Whenever you and Jason are free for a while, all he ever does is be affectionate! Don’t be surprised if he keeps you in his lap and just cuddles you there (with mask nuzzles included!) for as long as time permits him to. 

Jason tends to be very affectionate to make up for the fact that he can’t say “I love you” since he lacks a voice. It’s also his way of showing you how much he appreciates you!

Your daily tasks are usually interrupted by Jason just picking you up for a hug! He loves hugs the most..

Whenever he comes home, he drops everything to just spend at least a good 10 minutes in a cuddle session with you.

Honestly, if he could, he’d spend the rest of his days by just sitting by a fire with you in his arms. 

B = Breath (What could their s/o do to take their breath away?) 

Going to be completely honest, you will not need to do much at all to take Jason’s breath away

Wearing makeup or something cute? He’s finding himself dead in his tracks because he’s so in awe!

Calling him a pet name or giving him something? He’s on the verge of crying or completely flustered! He’s already thinking of ways to show you his thanks and what he could give you in return! There’s no such thing as giving Jason Voorhees a gift and not getting one back within a few days.

Literally doing anything that’s considered kind? His heart is melting and he’s at your mercy. He’s very attention/touch starved, so anything sweet you do is usually completely new for him.  

C = Cuddling (Do they cuddle? If they do, how and when do they cuddle?)

This is a big yes!!! Of course Jason loves to cuddle with you, it’s one of his favorite pastime activities. 

Typically, Jason would enjoy having you sit in his lap so he can wrap his arms around you and hold you there. 

When it comes to little-spoon and big-spoon cuddling, it’s up to what you want to be. He’s fine with being either and doesn’t necessarily have a preference. Anytime spent with you is cherished either way.

Evenings and nights are usually the times you both cuddle, as Jason spends his days walking around the camp, on search for any trespassers, and resetting traps and all the like. As much as he loves you, responsibilities come first. 

D = Dream (What do they dream of doing with their s/o?)

Jason dreams of not having to worry about teenagers, tourists, and just plain dumb people who didn’t listen to the warnings from the townspeople. He wishes to not have to kill and kill again just so he can spend all of his time with you! 

He just wants to help you, make your day easier by doing your chores, and then shower you with gifts and love. 

E = Effort (How much effort do they put into a relationship?)

To say it easily, Jason gives a 20/10 when it comes to his relationship with you. 

You said you liked this thing? Even if it’s not easy to get, especially when he gets most of his things from campers, he’ll find a way to get it for you!

Feeling blue? He will bring you your favorite food, get a blanket, and bundle up with you. If you tell him what’s wrong, he’ll listen and try desperately to fix the problem. Just need comfort? He understands and has your back. 

Always thinking of you! This outfit that he stole from a camper fits your fashion sense, so he’ll definitely bring it home. 

You want to start a project? Okay! As long as it doesn’t involve you getting hurt or walking around on your own, he’s totally for it! He’ll try to get you everything you need.

He’ll listen and follow your command unless it’s against his wishes. Your happiness is his number one priority.

F = Fear (What do they do if their s/o is scared? How do they handle it?)

He’ll have to understand what you’re scared of to truly really know how to help.

Jason will remain calm to the best of his abilities and assure you in the only way he knows that you’re fine, he’s here for you. 

If you have a fear of anything scary like wolves and such, he’ll try to explain that there’s no need to be scared. He’s the scariest thing living in the woods and you’re brave enough to sleep by his side every night! But to make sure, he’ll take extra precautions and shoo away any unwanted animal visitors around the cabin.

If you’re scared of thunder, he’ll try to find something that he could play or get you to read a book with him to take your mind off of the storms outside. 

If your fear stems from trauma or memories, by god does he understand. He will try his best to avoid whatever stirs the reaction from you just as you stay clear from the dock at the lake. 

G = Gifts (What type of gifts do they give their s/o? Do they want a gift in return?)

Jason will give all kinds of things to you! Cool rocks he finds, the pretty flowers in his garden that remind him of you, stolen clothes that he thinks that might fit, and anything you’ve shown interest in!

Sometimes he’ll do grand gestures, such as building you a little tree house to stay in if you’re ever too cramped in the cabin. He’s ensured that it’s 100% safe and free from accidentally stepping in any bear traps.  

Jason will never ever expect anything in return. Giving you gifts is no trouble to him at all as your reaction and a ‘thank you’ is good enough for him.

But, if you’d insist on getting him a gift, expect this poor boy to be completely flustered. He’s definitely not used to getting stuff from other people. 

H = Hugs (Do they hug their s/o? How often?)

This is the most obvious yes I have to put here. Jason loves hugging you and will try to do so daily.  

I = Intimacy (How romantic are they? Do they have problems with intimacy?)

At the beginning of your relationship, Jason will be extremely hesitant and cautious to do anything in fear of upsetting or scaring you away.

You would have had to initiate a lot of things at first to show it as a sign to him that it was okay! Yes, he can give you hugs and yes, he can hold your hand. 

Jason will try his best to be romantic based on what he knows. He’ll take you out to see the sunset, for example. 

A lot of things that he does he won’t see as romantic, such as giving you support whenever you need it and showing you a lot of affection, or y’know, leaving you gifts. 

When it comes to intimacy, Jason would be...very hesitant. He has a lot of self image issues, which is understandable, he was bullied for his looks. He doesn’t want you to have second thoughts if you saw him entirely, he doesn’t want you to leave..

He also doesn’t know much about being intimate. He sees teenagers have crude sex, but he doesn’t pay attention to what they’re really doing.

After driving over many small bumps in the road, Jason is yours to teach and make love with. 

J = Jealous (Do they get jealous? How do they act when jealous?)

Jason really isn’t the type to get jealous...often. 

If he sees you talking or even walking with someone that is camping on his land, he’d be mad at the trespasser and be more worried for you instead.

The times he does get jealous, don’t expect him to really act on it besides an occasional pout and maybe be extra clingy.

Don’t get him wrong, though. He is extremely protective over you. 

K = Kiss (Are they a good kisser? Do they like to kiss? How often do they try to kiss you?)

Jason is an incredibly inexperienced kisser. In fact, you were probably his first kiss! 

Jason doesn’t like to take his mask off often unless asked to do so, so you’re getting the mock kisses he gives you. 

He tends to give you forehead kisses the most, no matter what the height difference is between you two. 

Don’t expect him to initiate actual kisses, he’s shy..

But his kisses are generally very...teeth-y. He doesn’t mean to nibble or bite, but he can’t help it sometimes. 

L = Love (When do they say they love you? How often do they say it? Do they prefer to say or show it?)

Jason can’t literally say it, he’s a mute, but damn him if he didn’t try to convey that he loves you all the time!

If you’re going to teach him American Sign Language, that’s the first thing he wants to learn! 

He loves showing you little acts of affection to let you know that he loves you. It’s the simple things of just sitting you in his lap and enjoying the moment for what it is. He doesn't need words to let you know that he loves you so much. 

So, essentially, he’s a puppy. Sitting at your feet and lapping at whatever attention you give him. 

You can tell you that this man would break the earth for you if you so much as asked. 

M = Marriage (Do they want to get married? If so, what kind of ceremony?) 

It’s something that doesn’t cross his mind unless you show interest in wanting to get married.

But he’s totally up for it if you bring it up! It’s definitely something his mom would have wanted for him, or at the least, wanted to see. And, obviously, because he loves you. 

He’d love to hold the ceremony outside/out in the woods! He’s such a sucker for nature, it would be a crime to not have nature included in some way. 

Sadly, it wouldn’t be an official marriage, but it’s definitely the thought that counts here. 

N = Night out (What type of dates do they like to go on? How often do they like to go on them?) 

Jason just absolutely adores taking you out to see the sunset or sunrise. There’s something so beautiful about it that he just wants to share the view with you by his side. 

He also prefers little nature walks in the forest, teaching you the paths that are safe to walk and point out where the traps were. View the wildlife, befriend them maybe. Jason was a natural when it came that, he did have a bit of that disney princess inside him after all. 

Honestly, if you guys don’t have anything planned personally, he’ll take the time out of his day to take you out, sometimes even for dinner! Whatever you prefer, really. 

O = Out of the Ordinary (What’s something they don’t normally do with/for their s/o?) 

For as often as I write about it, Jason does not take off his mask and clothes very often. He is much too self conscious and has to be assured that he has no reason to be ashamed. 

He’s typically just happy with the little kisses he gets on his mask, and he’s never been one to care much about sex, so taking off his clothes hasn’t been that much of an issue. Unless forced to get him to wash up or clean his clothes, of course. 

P = Playful (Are they playful in a relationship? If so, how do they play around/mess with their s/o?) 

Usually, Jason is very straight forward in his relationship with you. And usually the one being playfully teased.

But every now and then, he’ll definitely play up the killer act to give a little spook to you if he’s in the mood. 

Or give very playful eyerolls or head tilts to silly questions, but maybe that’s about it. 

And...maybe, if his darling S/O (that’s you!) doesn’t listen to his set rules for an amount of time, he’ll set up a playful punishment. 

Q = Questions (Do they ask their s/o their opinion on things? Do they share theirs?) 

Jason is very old fashioned and was born in a time where there wasn’t a lot of technology, so of course he has questions and wants to know what you think about stuff!

I’m sure something as simple as you pulling your phone out to take a selfie with him is enough to make him tilt his head and point a finger at the cellular device, as if to say what’s that? and so on. 

R = Random (How spontaneous is their relationship? Do they do things on the spot or plan ahead?) 

It’s not really spontaneous to expect Jason to do something special maybe once a week after the day is over. 

He’s a busy man! He has a camp to watch over and take care of, and his mother’s memory to keep up. He has many little chores to do and can’t really make room out of his schedule, especially when it’s summer. 

But in seasons like Winter, he will devote his time to you and plan many dates. Typically, though, you usually don’t know about them until he carries on with what he wants to do, so his relationship with them can be spontaneous, but also expecting. 

S = Sleep (How do they sleep with their s/o?)

Jason has no need to sleep while he’s out and about. The only time he really does is when he goes into hibernation mode if his body desperately needs to regenerate/heal. 

So, while you two share a bed, he does not sleep. Instead, he spends the night cuddling with you and watches you. 

Don’t expect him to stay long in the morning, though. He is completely restless and needs to get out and about on his morning routine. He can only handle laying down for a certain amount of time.  A perfect killer can’t get tired, after all. 

T = Trust (How much do they trust their s/o?) 

Oh, jeez, if you can somehow capture the Killer of Camp Blood as your boyfriend, he has put his 100% trust into you to show this sweet side of his. 

I mean, the townspeople don’t call him Killer of Camp Blood for nothing. He’s a murderer with a messed up and heartbreaking backstory. 

To date you, he has full trust that you won’t tell the police where he resides. To let you in on the truths of his legend, to see how vulnerable he really is, and just let that inner puppy of his to shine. 

So, all he asks is that you don’t break his trust, be honest, and love him back. 

U = Unique (What makes them unique as a s/o?) 

Big slasher boyfriend who could probably lift 4x your weight with ease. 

Jason is also basically an undead zombie roaming around a really old camp that resides in the woods and is a momma’s boy!

He’s a good listener, very respectful of what you want, and will treat you like royalty just because! 

Everything about this giant guy is unique!

V = Vulnerable (How long until they can be vulnerable around their s/o? What are they like in this state?) 

It will...take a lot of time for Jason to even become close with you.

It will more than likely take months for him to finally trust you to not judge him, and then he will maybe open up. 

Essentially, someone could assume as an outsider, that Jason being soft and sweet is the exact definition of vulnerable for a killer. And they wouldn’t be wrong. 

To allow himself to be, well, himself! Not have to be scary and brutal, to be allowed to have a break and just confide in you. 

W = Wild Card (Get a random domestic headcanon of the character of your choice) 

Jason knows how to sew! 

He usually makes clothes for himself when he needs to get new ones. And seeing as he’s monster size, he can’t usually come across clothes that naturally fit. 

But, as a gift, he will start to learn how to sew hats and other types of clothes that you show interest in! He definitely wants to make you things and see your reaction! 

It’s probably a once in the blue moon thing as Jason doesn’t take much pleasure in sewing (his fingers are much too big to get much done), but he knows its worth it if you enjoy the present! 

X = X-Ray (What would they do if their s/o got injured?) 

Panic. 

Maybe panic a bit more, but then he’ll search the area to see what caused the injury. Some asshole campers? They’re dead in a heartbeat. Tripped or got cut against a corner? He’s baby-proofing everything possible. The last thing he wants to see is his S/O hurt. 

He will then try to locate where the injury is and take care of it to the best of his abilities. He naturally regenerates when he’s hurt, so he’s not the best educated on this topic. Of course, with each little injury comes a mock kiss and bandaid. 

If he can’t do anything to help with a first aid kit, he will have to take a bite off his ego and pride and sneakily bring his S/O to the closest house so the owners can take them to a hospital. He can only hope for the best then. 

Y = Yuck (Do they have any pet peeves about their s/o? Are there any habits that might bother their s/o?) 

It’s not so much as anything he finds yuck, but maybe upsetting. He hates seeing you leave the cabin without him. It's an awful habit he dislikes because you’re risking yourself getting hurt! He has bear traps about everywhere in and around the camp, and you could even run into intruders! Much too dangerous and risky.

Z = Zeal (Are they passionate as a s/o? Do they want or like passion?)

Jason is very passionate when he wants to be! He definitely craves the attention and is definitely willing to give it back! 

So, this is probably the second biggest yes I’d have to put in here! Treat this pup right, he definitely deserves the love (:

[thatsgay-writes]

Suki x Reader x Ty Lee Part 3

Summary: It’s been 10 years and now is time for the eclipse and comet. Even though you haven’t seen your friends since Serpent’s Pass, you know you have to help.

Warnings: Light Cursing?

*6 Year Time Skip*

If someone had told you ten years ago that you would be married to Ty Lee, you would laugh. But now, you wouldn't change it for the world. After having dropped of Mai six years ago, you and Ty Lee traveled the world together, relaxing, saving villages, and having some... fun. However, three years ago your freedom had changed. While saving a village from the Fire Nation, a house fell killing the family of a two year old little girl. At first, you wanted to hand the child off to some other family or find an orphanage but one look at the little girl stopped you. She looked like you and Ty Lee so much it was scary. You and Ty Lee had talked about having children before but decided to wait til after Sozin's Comet so Aang could bring the world back to an era of peace but, you just couldn't bring yourself to leave that little girl behind. So you took her with you, moved to the Fire Nation, used some of Ty Lee's family's money to buy a house, got a job and settled down. You knew settling down in the Fire Nation was weird but it wasn't under the constant threat of attack like the rest of the world was. You just made sure to steer clear of Azula and to make sure your daughter knew about what the Fire Nation was actually like, and not letting her get brainwashed by school. You also told her about her aunts and uncles, even adding in Sokka and Suki much to Ty Lee's surprise. When she had asked you about it, you said that you had her now and that what had happened was so long ago.

Marrying Ty Lee had happened a year ago. It wasn't a big celebration or anything. You and Ty Lee were still weary about living in the Fire Nation and decided to get eloped with her family and your daughter to act as a witness. You both had written your own vows to each other and you promised that once everything was over, you would throw her the biggest wedding party the world had ever seen. Ty Lee being her cheesy self told you that none of that mattered as long as she had you and Ming, your guys daughter. When the day of the eclipse and comet came, everyone in the city had ran to hide. You told Ty Lee that you had to help your friends, even after not speaking to them for a decade. She understood that you needed to do this and tried to come with you. "Ty Lee you must stay, please, and protect our daughter." "But---" "Ty Lee, please. If you get too scared head down to the bunker until I come back. Stay safe, I love you." You say before running out the house to join in the fight between the Fire Nation and Sokka's invasion team. Ty Lee held back her tears trying to be strong for her daughter. "Come on Ming, lets go spend some time in the bunker." "Will mommy/daddy be coming with us?" Ming responded with childlike innocence. Ty Lee smiled down sadly at her daughter before picking her up and walking towards the bunker. "You know how mommy/daddy and I use to tell you story of your aunts and uncles and how they are great heroes?" "Yeah! Uncle Aang can bend four elements!" Ty Lee smiled at her daughters excitement. "Yeah, well mommy/daddy went to go help them." "That's so cool! Mommy/daddy are a hero too!" "Yeah and after they win and defeat the bad guy, they'll come home to get us. And maybe you can finally meet your aunts and uncles." "Awesome!"

The battle had been hard and long. Aang couldn't find Fire Lord Ozai during the eclipse and had to fight him after, during Sozin's comet. It didn't seem like you were gonna win until Aang went into his avatar state and took Ozai's bending away. You watched with a smile as everyone hugged their loved ones before walking over to the Gaang. "Y/n!" Katara yelled before her, Aang, and Toph pulled you into a hug. "We've missed you so much!" You smiled at the three in front of you as you pulled away. "I missed you guys too! We have so much to catch up on!" They all nodded their head in agreement before you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned to see Sokka looking at you with a sheepish smile. "I know when you left we were on a sour note and I want to apologize for---" You cut Sokka off with a hug, surprising everyone. "I've forgiven you for sometime now Sokka. Yes I was very much hurt in the beginning but if stuff didn't happen the way it did, I probably wouldn't be as happy and content with life as I am now." Sokka smiled at your statement before pulling you back into another hug, "I still am very sorry." You smiled, "I know." Now that that bond was repaired, you thought as you turned to look at the girl who had broken your heart. There was another one that needed to be fixed. You took a step forward her, opening your mouth to say her name, when you noticed a movement to the right of her. A Fire Nation general, who was not pleased with the outcome of the battle, had stood up and was in the process of throwing a spear right at Suki, who was too focused on you to notice. Your yell changed from one of happiness to fear. "Suki!" you yelled running full blast at her. She looked at you confused before turning to the right the see what you had seen. Her eyes widened at the sight of the tip of a spear already halfway to her, leaving her no time to dodge out of the way. As she watched the spear fly towards her she felt a sudden push from her front, sending her flying  backwards to the ground. Hearing a solid thunk from where she just stood.

When the dust cleared, she looked up in horror to see you standing there with a spear sitting in you. It had gone in from your right side and stopped after coming out your left side, you looked like a kebab. Suki watched as the Fire Nation general was taken down after everyone noticed what happened. She watched as you stumbled some before falling forwards, about to face plant on the ground, but get caught by Aang instead. Suki stood up fast and ran over to you and kneeled on the opposite side of Katara, who just kept mumbling no over and over again. "There's too much internal bleeding, too many things have been severed by the spear. Taking it out would just kill them faster." Everyone looked at you with tears in there eyes. They had just gotten you back! You couldn't be leaving them again so soon. "My wife..." You whispered, pain clear in your voice. The Gaangs eyes widen at your statement. "Please my wife and daughter, I want to see them one more time. Its the first house behind the palace, please." Sokka wasted no time before standing up and sprinting away, towards your house. You felt like your body was on fire, "Please move me to sit against a wall, I don't want my daughter to see me sitting in a pool of blood." Katara and Suki nodded at your request before moving you to lean against a palace wall. You grunted at all the movement, feeling pain every time you breathed. It was getting harder and harder to fight your tiredness and you just wanted to see Ty Lee and Ming one more time.

"Y/n! Y/n! Oh my spirits!" Ty Lee yelled, seeing you leaned against the wall. "No..." she said as she kneeled down next to you. The Gaang looked at each other in shock, seeing that you actually had a wife and kid, Ty Lee being your wife no less. Ty Lee had tears coming out of her eyes like a water fall. "No... We were supposed to grow old together, meet our grandchildren, see Ming get married. Have that big wedding party you wanted to throw me." You smiled at her sadly, putting a hand to her cheek and wiping away tears. "I'm sorry, my love. I didn't mean for it to end this way. I love you so much." You pulled her into a kiss before looking at Ming, who was hugging Ty Lee and looking at you with tears in her eyes. She had already lost her family and now she was losing half of her new one. "Ming, mommy/daddy has to go away for a while but I want you to know something before I go okay?" Ming nodded, "Watching you grow up has been one of my most favorite things in the world. While I'm gone I want you and mama to take care of each other for me okay?" Ming nodded before climbing into your lap, it hurt a lot but you didn't show it. You wanted to hold your daughter one more time. Ming looked at you with her tears now over flowing, "Are you gonna go see my mommy and daddy?" You never hid the fact from Ming, even though she was 5, that she wasn't originally yours but she had told you that she didn't care and that you would both always be her mama and mommy/daddy. At her question you finally let yourself cry. 

"I am pumpkin and I'm so so sorry. I don't want to leave you." At this point your had leaned your head on Ty Lees shoulder, who was still kneeling next to you. The rest of your friends had stood around you, looking at the scene in front of them with tears of their own. After a moment of silence Ming spoke up again, "Does it hurt?" You didn't know how to respond, you didn't want to scare her but at the same time the black spots that kept clouding your vision were getting worse and worse. "Yeah." You answered being truthful. Ming grabbed your cheeks with her tiny five year old your hands, "Its otay to let go mommy/daddy." Her words messing up a little, she was still having trouble with her K's and C's. If you weren't crying before you would have been now. How had your daughter been so mature at such a young age. But with her statement you blink your eyes a couple times to clear your vision. You looked at your friends, who you had just reconnected with and look at Suki. "I forgive you." You tell her not wanting her to feel guilty about what happened after your death. You looked at all your friends, "Take care of them for me, please." You say, talking about Ty Lee and Ming. "Of course y/n." Katara says, holding on to Aang tightly. You smiled at your friends before looking at your family. You lean forward and kiss Ming on her head and kiss Ty Lee on the lips. "I love you both so much." "We love you too." "Love you too mommy/daddy." You heard before leaning your head against Ty Lee's shoulder and letting your eyes close for the final time.

PREVIOUS

[leverage-ot3]

notable moments from The Mile High Job

leverage 1.08

Nate: We need a key card.

Eliot: And I hate to say it, but you know who we could really use --

Nate: Don't even say his name. I don't want it spoken aloud

eliot begrudgingly admitting they could use hardison because although they may bicker all the time, he knows to appreciate him

- - - - - 

[Leverage Headquarters]

(Hardison is watching a microwave, which dings)

Hardison: Yeah, buddy!

(he tries to pick up the pizza pocket but it is too hot and he drops it)

Hardison: Damn it!

(he blows on it and picks it up to eat it, then takes a watering can and heads out of the kitchen)

why do we (and parker and eliot) love this fucking idiot so damn much ???

- - - - - 

(Hardison walks through the offices watering plants)

he’s such a nester + he’s probably watering parker’s plant too which is adorable

- - - - - 

Eliot: All right.

(open the door to the hall to find Parker waiting)

Parker: So, what are we waiting for?

Eliot: How does she do this?

Nate: I don't even ask anymore.

Hardison: Don't bother with the stairs. I got you a ride down.

(elevator dings and they enter)

we love to see parker defying all laws of physics and logic and the team being baffled by it e v e r y time

- - - - - 

(Nate, Parker and Eliot run into the lobby, headed for the door)

Nate: No, it’s right behind us, it’s right behind us!

(guards put their hands on their guns)

Parker: It’s furry, it’s big, it’s chasing us, get down now!

(they grab Sophie on the way out the door, leaving the guards confused)

Nate: Come on, we need to get to the airport, now!

that’s actually a really clever way to escape a situation ??? it was very effective to distract the guards ???

- - - - - 

Hardison: What I.D.s have you got on you?

[LAX Airport]

Nate: Let's see...

(team begins looking through their pockets)

Nate: We got, Peter Davison, Sylvester McCoy, and I have a Tom Baker. Yeah.

Sophie: Ooh, yeah, I have a Baker. Sarah Jane.

[Leverage Headquarters]

Hardison: Perfect. I now pronounce you man and wife. (typing on keyboard) Now go on and kiss that bride.

[LAX Airport]

(Sophie hands Nate a ring that he places on her finger)

hardison bases their ids on doctor who characters, what a fucking nerd

also, we gonna talk about how sophie carries a bunch of different wedding rings with her at all times or ???

- - - - - 

Sophie: How did you both know there'd be an extra uniform in the bag?

Nate: Everyone knows flight attendants are required to carry extra uniforms in case they get called to work unexpectedly.

Eliot: Or if something happens to the one that they're already wearing.

Sophie: How does "everyone" know that?

Nate: Worked airport security.

Eliot: Slept with a flight attendant

sophie being exhausted + eliot never mentioned the gender of the flight attendant so let my bi heart dream okay

- - - - - 

(security guard opens Nate’s luggage to find many BSDM items inside. Nate gives Sophie a look)

Sophie: What? We needed luggage. Lost and found.

Nate: You didn't check the bag first?

Sophie: We were in a bit of a hurry. (to guard) Yeah. Cuffs are his. Whip's mine. (slaps Nate’s butt) Second honeymoon.

Eliot (picking up his bag): Idiots.

me watching this scene: part horrified part secondhand embarrassed 

- - - - - 

Hardison (on computer): Let's see what we can learn about Nathan Ford today. Online poker? Online chess? Sudoku. Crossword. What... Damn. Somebody needs to get laid.

y i k e s

- - - - - 

[Coach]

(Parker on P.A. while another stewardess demonstrates)

Parker: Place the mask over your mouth and nose and breathe normally. In the event of a water landing, your seat cushion can be used as a flotation device. But let's face it, if this thing goes down in the water, more than likely the impact will kill you. 

(Eliot grabs the bridge of his nose while the other passengers get alarmed)

Parker: Please take a moment to locate the nearest emergency exits, because if this plane's on fire, you're gonna want to get out quick. Jet fuel burns at over 1,000 degrees. That's hot, folks.

Eliot: All right, Nate. We're here. Now what?

eliot looks exhausted like 300 different times during this episode

+ bless the other flight attendant that just carried on with the crazy white chick being crazy over the speaker 

- - - - - 

poor eliot with the guy sleeping on him, he’s so exhausted already lmao

- - - - - 

Steve: Nothing. It’s just... I could've sworn I saw a maintenance guy get in that elevator.

Hardison: A- A maintenance guy? Wow. Real nice. I bet you think we all look alike.

Steve: That's not what I meant.

Hardison: You know what -- If I have to go to one more of those damn sensitivity seminars, I know who I’m blaming.

Steve: No, no, no.

Hardison: I know who I’m blaming.

Steve: It's not what I meant.

Hardison: I blame you! You! (walks away)

hardison using societal tendencies of racism is iconic every (every) time

- - - - - 

(Eliot gets up and begins going through luggage in the overhead racks. One of the passengers watches him suspiciously)

Eliot (to passenger): Can I help you with something? Watch the movie.

what would you even do in this situation ???

- - - - - 

Marissa: I know. It's just -- It's like a placebo effect. It's not really working, but it makes you feel better anyway.

Parker: Yeah? So, when's that supposed to kick in? (she moves forward) Look. Flying isn't really all that scary when you think about it. I mean, there are a lot more likely ways to die than on a plane. Car crash, house fire, electrocution, drowning, autoerotic asphyxiation. I mean, the fact is, death haunts us every day. No matter where we are.

(Parker smiles and moves away)

Y I K E S

- - - - - 

Hardison: You kidding? Did you get the new expansion pack? Woman, I was up all night. Now, look, I mean “Burning Crusade" was great, but this new one is mind-blowing.

Nate: Hardison…

[First Class]

Nate: …you bailed on the job because you were up all night playing a game?

[Genogrow Break Room]

(Hardison turns aside and opens a cabinet door to hide his face)

Hardison: First off, "game" is hardly adequate, okay

hardison is DONE with them not taking his “games” seriously ,,, also LMFAO that’s why he was late 

- - - - - 

Hardison (opens door): The meeting's starting, sir. (closes door)

Haldeman: What meeting? (sighs and puts on his jacket)

that is such an effective tactic tho ???

- - - - - 

Parker: Hatbox full of Euros, pouch of uncut diamonds, and a stolen Stradivarius. Now, I’ve never lifted one of those.

Nate: Parker..

let! her! steal! it!

- - - - - 

Eliot: Ms. Devins, those payments were not made in error. They were bribes. He was trying to pay off the researchers so they would not testify.

Marissa: What are you talking about? What the hell is going on here?

(Parker sits down next to Marissa)

Parker: The guy in 1D wants to kill you. Ginger ale?

Eliot: Just – sh-she--

that poor lady is NOT having a good time

also eliot looks sO DONE WITH PARKER LMFAO

- - - - - 

Eliot: Erlick's a pro. He had a ceramic knife. If anything was going down, he'd sniff 'em out when he saw them coming.

Nate: How would they do it?

Eliot: Easiest way? Take 'em out in transit.

Sophie: You mean bring down the plane they're on?

(everyone looks at her pointedly)

Sophie: You mean bring down the plane we're on?

Nate: Yeah

that’s interesting meta to know but we hate to see it

- - - - - 

Nate: Okay, Parker, I -- Parker, I need you – (to Eliot) All right, we got to talk to Erlick now.

[Plane Bathroom]

(Dan is still unconscious on the toilet as Eliot and Nate come in)

Nate: Geez!

Eliot (patting Dan on the face): Hey!

(Dan does not stir, Eliot sighs)

Eliot: When I knock people out, they tend to stay knocked out.

Nate: Hey!

(Nate taps the guy on the face)

Nate: Luggage tags.

(they search Dan’s clothes and take his luggage tags. Eliot grabs the ceramic knife before they leave the bathroom)

eliot doesn’t fuck around lmao

also he did the flippy thing with the knife

- - - - - 

Hardison: Parker, the device you found -- is it anywhere near an orange box?

Parker: Yeah.

[Haldeman’s Office]

Hardison: Oh, god. They tapped into the black box.

[Cargo Hold]

Parker: No, no, it's not black. It's orange.

[Haldeman’s Office]

Hardison: Yeah, the black boxes, they're orange.

[Cargo Hold]

Hardison: Makes them easier to find in the debris.

Parker: Oh. Oh…

[Haldeman’s Office]

Hardison: They've hacked into the flight's computer, which means they have access to the system, which means they can spoof the black-Box data all at the same time.

[Cargo Hold]

Parker: Crash the plane without anyone knowing it was sabotaged.

[Haldeman’s Office]

Hardison: Exactly

that’s terrifying

- - - - - 

Nate: Listen to me!

[Haldeman’s Office]

Nate: You can do this! I trust you!

(Hardison looking very unsure of himself)

[Cockpit]

Nate: No matter how many times you goof off or screw up, you always come through in the clutch.

[Haldeman’s Office]

Nate: You're the only guy I can count on in a situation like this.

Hardison (cracks his neck): You know what? I-I-you... You're right. 

You're right. I got this.

[Cockpit]

Nate: Yes! Yes! Yes, you can!

Hardison: You're right. You're -- I'm the man.

[Cargo Hold]

Hardison: I'm the man. I got this. I'm gonna do this.

hardison is amazing and they need to appreciate him more

- - - - - 

[First Class]

(Nate and Eliot stumble into seats and belt up)

Nate: Sophie?

[Coach]

Sophie: Yes?

[First Class]

Nate: You okay?

[Coach]

Sophie: Yeah. You?

[First Class]

Nate: Ask me again in 10 minutes.

[Coach]

Sophie: You're gonna remember this one, aren't you?

[First Class]

Nate: Oh yeah.

everyone else on the comms: ,,, y’all have to flirt right this second ???

- - - - - 

[Haldeman’s Office]

(Hardison watching footage on the Internet of the plane landing)

Announcer (on monitor): …emergency landing on the seven mile bridge…

Hardison: Whoa! (gets up and dances) Baby! Unh! Age of the geek! Smooth! Too smooth! Lord, I was so scared, I wanted to cry, call my mama. Y'all cool? Y’all cool?

Nate: Yes, cool.

Hardison: Family. All right.

hardison is baby + HE CALLED THEM HIS FAMILY !!!

[slashingdisneypasta]

Horror Villains: Who Should You Go To For Romantic Advice?

Haha, so basically, if a character is a man, or their name is Debbie Loomis, Jennifer Check or Jill Roberts on this list, the answer is no. That leaves Carrie, Luda Mae and Pam- and actually, even Pam would be treading on thin ice.

So, Luda Mae or Carrie. Those are your choices out of twenty eight.

So! @sadcowboy6969​ and I were talking about what would happen if someone went to Hoyt, Drayton, or Mayor Buckman for relationship advice and it was hilarious so here are the rest! I hope you chuckle.

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Billy Loomis: Okayy, we’ll begin this with an immediate no, then… His credentials are just no good in this area…

Bubba Sawyer: Well… he’ll try! He’ll try his best for you!! But he’s never been in a relationship or seen one play out, or watched TV, or read an article… or, or… seen a picture, probably, of a happy couple… I mean, in all seriousness, he did try to court Stretch (And to any of us, that mostly was very sweet and he was lovely) but he was just kind of going on instinct there- he has no advice for you.

Carrie White: You’ll have to describe every detail for her so she can properly analyse the situation, and even then she doesn’t really want to be apart of this because she doesn’t want to mess up and this is kind of personal between you and the person/s. If you can actually manage to get advice out of her though, its surprisingly good! ^^

Chucky / Charles Lee Ray: Okay so I don’t know much about his and Tiffany’s relationship except what I’ve seen in some pictures, but that doesn’t really matter. He doesn’t care about your relationship, he will give you terrible advice and then laugh way too hard about it. Laugh his little doll body dead.

Chop Top Sawyer: Out of all the Sawyer boys… you’ve gone to Paul?? Out of the sane-ish one, the sweet one… and the one who eats chunks of his own head skin... you’ve picked option C?? Okay, but, really if you ask Chop Top for advice he’ll mostly say very unhelpful, vulgar, scary stuff… but in the middle, if you’re lucky (Like, a 3 blue moons in a row kind of lucky), he might blurt out something useful on accident, motor mouth that he is. 

Drayton Sawyer: Let’s look at his past work for a moment, ehem, *Opens folio*… ‘Sex is, well… nobody knows… But the saw, the saw is family! Its sex, or the saw’… So, what part of that was helpful? // Okay, if you wanna sit around listening to him go on and on about things that probably have nothing to do with your issue, then by all means ask him. If you catch him in a sober moment you might get something useful. If you’re willing to go through such pain. 

Debbie Loomis: Before her husband cheated on her and she abandoned her son because of it or after?

Freddy Krueger: Are you out of your mind?! (Part 1) Go somewhere else! Anywhere else!

Inkubus: Actually, I mean… he’s been around a while, so he probably has valuable knowledge for us all, but… whether he’s willing to divulge said knowledge to you is unlikely. The ass-butt.

Jason Voorhees: 

Jedidiah Sawyer: Even Jed knows you must be desperate if you’re coming to him. Will be unhelpful. 

Jennifer Check: Honestly, she probably has some good, albeit slightly vulgar and blunt, advice as long as it’s a girl you’re trying to hook, but if it’s a guy… you’ve made her hungry. Mmmmm, yum yum. Tasty boys.

Jill Roberts: Well it really depends on what kind of advice you want. Did you actually want to date this person??? Oh? Yes? Then this the wrong person to ask.

Luda Mae Hewitt: *She flings Hoyt out of her way on her way to you* // TEN OUTTA TEN, SHE’S BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT. SHE ALWAYS WANTED A DAUGHTER TO TALK TO ABOUT THIS STUFF WITH.

Mayor Buckman: I mean, he has kids, doesn’t he? That puts him higher on this list then most of the others but then again… no one in that town is telling that boy who fucks the sheep not to fuck the sheep. So, um… keep that in mind…

Michael Myers: This man is ROOD. If you ask him this and he’s in a bitchy mood, he will purposely give you bad advice, so your social and romantic life… die. But what, when referring to Michael, doesn’t die? You should have seen this coming. I have zero sympathies for you.

Mickey Altieri: Derek serenading Sydney in the cafeteria was almost definitely Mickey’s idea, in my opinion, so he may be one of your best shots. He doesn’t tend to kill romantic interests… ohhhhh wait, no, yes, he does. Scratch that. I’m getting real tired of these boys killing (Or trying to kill/being in kahoots with the killer) pretty girls who are just trying to be nice to them, damnit.

Midnight Man: Wh-wh-what is this romance? K-kissing??? No? I? Don’t? Comprehend??? Hold hands?? Not wanting someone to play game and die?????????????????????????????? // No, he probably knows, but he’s also probably game-romantic to the max. 

Pamela Voorhees: She’s a mostly sensible, mature woman, so you might have a shot? I mean, if Jason’s perfectly healthy, happy, is getting good grades, has made friends, is smiling, is within eyesight, punched a Nazi and hasn’t coughed in 6 months, you might have her full attention and you can ask her.

Patrick Bateman: He has cue cards.

Pennywise (OG): Probably tells you some Boomer joke about relationships and then laughs super hard for a long time until you just leave because of boredom and general creeped-out-ness.

Pennywise (New): He’ll give you advice, sure, in the form of INTERPRATIVE DANCE! He is the Dancing Clown, after all!

Roman Bridger: Well, Roman really wanted to direct a true romance movie, so maybe he’s got something? Let him talk about romance, please! I just want him to be happy. Onnnnn the other hand though, he’s kind of focused on his angst and his homicide plot against his half-sister.

Sheriff Hoyt / Charlie Hewitt: Are you out of your goddamn mind!?! (The second, more serious, instalment.)

Stu Macher: It depends on whether he likes you or not. He seemed like a lovely friend to Sydney before he tried to kill her (Although, a little dim), so maybe he would try to give you advice? Thinking he’s some lady-killer or something. But that advice may not be any good. I mean from the short glimpse into Stu’s love-life that we get, I don’t think he’s entirely credible.

The Man: He just sorta ‘pfft’s at you, because he’s rude like that.

Thomas Hewitt: Thomas is so lost when you try to explain to him. Just- just, go to Mama. She knows. Go.

[jaceyneedsabetterusername]

SFW Alphabet ~ Peter Parker

These aren’t my ABC’s. I stole them from @caitlinpotter​

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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?

Peter is very affectionate, at least in his mind. In reality, he’s always worried that he’ll make things awkward, especially at the beginning of your relationship. Are you comfortable with a hug right now? Is a kiss too much PDA? But once you’ve been dating for a while, he gets a lot more comfortable and then it’s hugs and cute little wrestling fights all the time. 

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

He’s the best best friend. Y’all probably met at school (most likely in Academic Decathlon) and you became friends really quickly. You guys are the best friends that do EVERYTHING together. 

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Peter LOVES to cuddle. Especially after the snap (I honestly can’t even refer to it as the ‘blip’), he’s terrified of losing you because he saw how quickly it can happen. 

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Peter really wants to settle down with you but not at the expense of being Spiderman. He wants a life with you and maybe even some kids but he would still be the friendly neighborhood Spiderman while he did it

He’s a teenage boy so, of course, there’s dirty clothes everywhere. He’s good at doing the dishes and getting chores done though. When he’s been out all night protecting the city though, he does sometimes forget every now and then. 

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Breaking up with you would absolutely destroy Peter. It has nothing to do with his feelings for you. The boy is still madly in love with you but that’s why he needs to let you go. He feels like you’re in danger when you’re with him and he wouldn’t be able to live with himself if something happened to you. 

He would try so hard to stay strong and explain everything and make sure that you knew that you didn’t do anything wrong and just keep telling you how perfect you are but this boy would definitely start crying. 

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Peter, at the moment, is content with being in a very happily committed relationship with you. He’s not in a huge rush to get engaged but he definitely wants to in the future. He’d propose to you when you’re around 24 or 25 and it would be simple and cute! 

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Peter is SUPER careful with you. Because of his super strength, he’s constantly horrified of hurting you by accident. Emotionally, Peter isn’t too aggressive anyways and that really translates into your relationship. He’s snapped at you a few times when he’s super stressed from school or with Avengers stuff but he always is very apologetic about it. 

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Peter loves hugs. He would hug you all the time if he could. He hugs you whenever he sees you. He wraps you in his arms and squeezes you super tight but it’s a comforting tight, not a Lord-help-me-I-can’t-breathe tight.

Going back to the cuddling, he loves to hug you because it means that you’re real and tangible and there with him. He savors every moment because he’s scared to lose you. 

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

He’s very cautious with the L-word. He’s lost so many people that he loves from his parents to Uncle Ben to Stark. Even when he starts to feel it, he doesn’t even admit it to himself because then that’s something that he can lose. 

Somewhere around the five or six month mark though it slips out before either of you even know what happened but you’re quick to return the sentiment

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Peter doesn’t get jealous so much as he does insecure. You’ve reassured him dozens of times that you don’t want to be with anyone other than him but that doesn’t stop him from wondering if you’d rather be Brad every now and then. 

You and Peter have a very trusting relationship. You both accept the fact that you both have friends in the gender that you’re attracted to but that you shouldn’t be in a relationship if you can’t trust each other. It’s never really been an issue for your relationship. 

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Peter loves to kiss you on the top of the head. That’s his trademark for you. Whenever he sees you after school, it’s a big hug where he kind of engulfs your body in his arms and you bury your face in his chest and he kisses the top of your head. 

(But he’ll kiss you anywhere and everywhere when he can) 

He loves when you kiss his chest but he’ll never really admit it cause he feels a little weird about it but it drives him wild. 

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He’s great with kids because he’s such a little goof himself. They wanna play with Legos? GREAT! Cause Peter’s an expert Lego builder. They wanna do his hair? Well it’s their lucky day cause Peter is more than willing to walk the runway with bows in his hair. 

As for his own, he knows he wants them one day but he doesn’t know exactly when. He doesn’t want to put them in any danger and that’s what’s holding him back the most but he would love to see some mini-yous running around one day. 

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Mornings are cuddly in the Parker residence! There is a solid twenty minutes of cuddling and talking before you guys get out of bed in the morning so be sure to set your alarm clock a little earlier than needed. 

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

There are two kinds of nights

#1: Nerdy Nights: Y’all are up all night bingeing Star Wars or playing games or studying for finals. There’s usually a lot of take-out involved. 

#2: Worrisome Nights: Peter is out saving the world as usual leaving you home terrified that maybe that was the last night you’d have with him. 

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Depends on what it is. Peter doesn’t reveal to you that he’s Spiderman for about five months into your relationship. It’s not that he doesn’t trust you, he just thought it would put you in danger. 

Other things, like Stark’s death, he’s a mess. He pours his heart out to you when it happens and just needs you to hold him and hug him. 

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Peter is very patient. He doesn’t really get easily angered at all (I mean it literally took everything up to End Game for the boy to activate Instant Kill). Even when you fight, there’s never yelling or threats. He may snap every now and then but that’s very far and few between. 

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Peter remembers everything! He’ll remember that one time that you mentioned that you loved Tiger Lillies three months ago and bring you one on your birthday. Even when he’s super stressed, he remembers your anniversary and makes sure to make you one of those cute little memory boxes. 

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

There was one time when he swung you both up to the top of the Brooklyn Bridge (much to your dismay at first because, afraid of heights or not, that’s still scary) and you watched the sun set over the city. It was simple and beautiful and the way you looked with the golden light shining on your face is a sight Peter will never forget. 

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Peter is very protective of you but not in a jealous boyfriend way. Due to his line of work, there’s always the possibility of actual danger. He’s not stalkerish or obssessive but he gets worried if he hasn’t heard from you in a while or if you’ve gone too long without returning his calls because he can’t keep his mind from wandering to all the horrible things that may have happened. 

He doesn’t need to be protected too much physically but you’re his emotional support. You protect him by talking him out of dumb ideas or allowing him to talk to you about the things he goes through to protect his mental state. 

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He puts a lot of effort into everything. Peter’s an overthinker so he wants everything to be perfect for you. All of your dates are well thought out. There’s a gift for every holiday, anniversary, and birthday (even if it’s a simple I love you note). He just feels like he needs you to understand how much he loves you. 

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Peter’s not too concerned with his looks. He doesn’t want to look like a slob by any means but he’s not going out with perfectly slicked back hair and a 3 piece suit every time he leaves the house. 

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Most definitely. He was feeling in need of some romantic companionship for a while before you guys started dating but after you became official, he couldn’t imagine life without you. He felt like he needed you and without you, he didn’t feel whole. 

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Peter has a bad habit of just sort of flopping face first on the mattress and falling asleep there in his Spidersuit, only the mask removed. His hair will be all over the place and he’ll still be sweaty and occasionally scratched up but that doesn’t matter. That’s an issue for tomorrow. 

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The Moment I Knew

Title: The Moment I Knew

Prompt/Day: 9 - Their Wedding Day

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Rating: K+

Brief summary: At the dinner table during he and Hermione’s wedding, Ron stands up to deliver his groom’s speech before the first bride and groom dance, about the moment he knew she was the one.

Warning tag: brief mention of sleeping together, doesn’t go past that; brief mention of alcohol, brief mention of potentially-PTSD nightmares

“Witches and wizards, if I could just have your attention, please! And I mean it, because I’m getting real tired of clinking this fork against this wineglass like some Muggle —no offense to my in-laws, of course—, and if I try to charm them to do it I’ll probably go overboard and it’ll break and that won’t be good for anyone… So if I could have your attention, please! … That’s better.

“We’re here today, together as we have so many times before, not so you can all take advantage of the complimentary alcohol we’ve so kindly provided (I’m looking at you, Hagrid, I know that’s your third tankard), but to celebrate the fact that Hermione has officially agreed to sleep with me and me only forever —ouch, you don’t have to pinch me, I know I need to apologize to your parents again, but it was too good not to say it— but no, really, it’s because this beautiful, brilliant witch next to me has somehow agreed to spend the rest of her life with me. Now that’s luck, folks, and take it from someone who’s seen Felix Felicis up close.

“Marriage is new. It’s scary, yes, not in the ‘snatchers are chasing us across a forest and we’re gonna die,” but in the way good things should be. And like all things new, a lot of questions come with it. Like how do we choose whose side of the bed is whose, and commit to that forever? How do you raise a kid without screwing them up too badly? And how on earth do I learn how to sort a sock drawer? These questions all look forward, into a future I’m overjoyed I’m getting to live, but there are some questions that lead me to look back. And from those recollections, a single question stands out, one that I change the answer to pretty much on the daily, the one I think over every night as I go to sleep next to this beautiful woman: when did I know she was the one?

“Like I said, I change the answer to this one on the reg, because living with Hermione Granger means she gives me a whole new reason to fall for her every single day, and with every passing day I spend next to her not an instant goes by that I don’t think ‘she’s the one' all over again. We’ve known each other since we were eleven, after all, and I’ve loved her pretty much the whole time.��Yes, Harry, stop looking at me like that, even in first year— nearer the end, I’ll admit. So if you asked me to pick out just one instant when I knew, when I was sure— well, mate, I’d be hard-pressed to find just one.

"I could say it was yesterday, when I’d scarcely woken up and I was still all groggy, but my eyes managed to open just enough for me to see her already sitting up in bed, frowning down at her book and scribbling something onto it. Seven thirty in the morning, and the woman wasn’t just reading, she was annotating! I dipped back into sleep, sure, but to see her entranced by her reading just never gets old— which is a good thing, I guess, because I don’t think I can count on her ditching the books anytime soon.

"I could say it was a few months ago, when she got me surprise tickets to a Cannons game —it wasn’t even my birthday or anything—, and then she spent the game telling me all these facts, because she’d read a book to be able to understand my favorite team. I didn’t even mind— I complain about her lectures, but the truth is, I think I learn more from them than I ever did at school.

"I could say it was a couple years back, when she proposed we move in together because ‘oh, Ronald, how are you going to manage on your own'— and it’s true, I don’t think I could’ve, because she keeps me sane and grounded in a way no one else does. I told Harry back at the beginning of seventh year that we wouldn’t last two days without her, and though I think he needs her less now that he’s made snogging my sister his full-time job, it certainly holds true for me. It’s pretty simple: I don’t know what I’d do without her.

"I could say it was even farther back, the first time I met her parents, where I was practically soiling my pants because I was so nervous they’d think I wasn’t good enough for their daughter —which they might think now, honestly, after all the things I’ve said in the space of the last five minutes— or that there’d be something wrong with me. And she sat me down, in a little bench a few steps from her driveway, and she held my shoulders until I was breathing normally and she told me they’d love me: not just because I was the man their daughter loved, but because I was Ron. She countered all the things I’d spent my life fearing: she told me I was good, she told me I was enough, she told me she was lucky to have me. And besides, she said, if they didn’t like me, it didn’t matter, because she loved me more than anyone else could. Let me tell you, when we walked in arm-in-arm, I wasn’t shaking anymore, and if you ask me, that’s a more magical feat than any advanced spell she’s conjured, which (if you know Hermione’s wandwork as well as I do) is no small thing.

"I could also say it’s been every time I’ve woken up with a start from a nightmare, thinking I’m still there, feeling the cold weight of the locket against my chest, and she’s been right there to hold me, to warm me up again and let me cry it out on her shoulder, to lull me back to sleep in the comfort of her arms and her kisses. That’s a good estimation of when, because every time it happens, I can’t help but just be overwhelmed by how lucky I am to have her.

"I could say it was the time she first kissed me, when I finally showed her just how much I cared and, sure, basilisk fangs on the floor don’t make for a very romantic setting, and when I told Harry it was 'now or never’, I wanted that 'now’ to last me an eternity. I don’t need to tell all of you how hard and terrifying fighting a war is— and I don’t know if I could’ve done it if it hadn’t been for that kiss.

"I could say it was when she was— when we were— at Malfoy Manor, and all that existed in my head was her screaming, and how much I wanted it to stop. I knew nothing would be the same if we didn’t get out of there together, and I wanted more than anything to storm up and protect her, to save her— I made a promise to myself I would. The feeling didn’t go away for the days at Shell Cottage she spent in my arms, and it overjoys me that, by marrying her, I’m able to keep fulfilling that promise forever.

"I could say it was that time she almost killed me with her bare hands after I came back to the forest, and she didn’t talk to me for a few days. I was back with my best friends, I’d destroyed a Horcrux, the mission seemed going well; I should have been exhilarated, but all that I thought was that the only way it’d all have been worth it was if she would give me one of her lovely smiles again.

"I could say it was when we shared a dance at Bill and Fleur’s wedding. Sure, I swept her up partly to get her away from Viktor —hello, by the way, I know you’re sitting there all broody at a table somewhere—, but as she was steering me across the dance floor (because the thing about Hermione is that she always leads, and I’m perfectly happy with that) and I was holding her hand in one of mine and her waist in the other, it felt like that was where I was meant to be. Like things just fit.

"I could say it was when she helped me clean up the ink spill over my homework back in sixth year. Y'know, I actually told her I loved her then— really, I said, "I love you, Hermione,” and she had the audacity to say I shouldn’t let Lavender hear that, as if I wasn’t gonna see her blush. To this day, I’m not sure she knows I meant it. Well, now I know she does.

“I could also say it was when I almost died from that poisoned mead, and she kept me company at the infirmary every day. She read me books too advanced for me to understand, she just sat there and did her homework by me, but she was there with me, like I was, back in second year when she was petrified and couldn’t even hear me— but, Merlin, was I glad I could hear all the things she told me during those days. That’s the thing about Hermione— she’s always got something fascinating to say.

"I could also say it was when she attacked me with birds —blimey, Hermione, a lot of these moments have to do with me almost dying or you almost killing me, maybe this isn’t such a good idea after all- ouch! I’m kidding…—; like I was saying, when she attacked me with birds, in sixth year too. A spell I’d never seen before, and of course, her being Hermione Granger, it worked, and I was picking at scabs for a week after that. Strangely, though, it didn’t feel so bad: it felt like she cared. And it gave me hope for us.

"I could say it was when she made that Edgecombe girl’s face flare up in boils, when she gave up the DA— it was brilliant, it really was, and it showed me a different side of her. A wilder, more violent side, perhaps, but a new side of her for me to love. Besides, I guess, in the moral scheme of things, it sorta knocked her down a notch from her pedestal, which to someone like me was splendid news.

"I could say it was all throughout that summer before fifth year, where we spent so much time alone at Grimmauld place, laughing in a bedroom and avoiding my mum’s cleaning craze. I got to be with her, just her, for weeks on end during that time, and it showed me just how much I liked being alone together.

"But I think, even through this myriad of all-good-answers, I think there’s one moment that shines through them all, that deserves its place as the moment I knew. It was the Yule Ball, fourth year, and I was wearing some rather atrocious dress robes I’ll never forgive my mum for —even if she murders me, by the look on her face, after I’m done talking—, when Hermione came down the stairs, looking like a dream in blue. She was radiant, and she flashed me one of those irresistible grins over her shoulder as she took Krum’s hand and took to the dance floor with him. Fellas, there are plenty of reasons to be jealous of a world-class Seeker, but at that moment, his Quidditch skills weren’t particularly what I envied. That was when I knew she was the only girl I’d ever see like I saw her that night, even if I had to spend my whole life chasing after her.

"But tonight, the chase is over. And tonight, it’s my turn: she’s dressed in white now, not in blue, but she still looks like a slice of heaven; she looks even happier, if I dare say it, and it’s my hand she’s letting guide her to the dance floor now, for our first dance as husband and wife. But before I dance with her, I just want to take another moment to tell her how much I love her, and how —at long last, after all these years, though there’s never been a shadow of doubt in my mind— she’s made me the happiest man in the world, because I’m marrying the only girl there’s ever been for me. And how I hope, in her life —our life—, I can make her even half as happy as she’s made me since the first day she barged into my train compartment and demanded to know my name.

"Cheers!”

[zankivich]

The Arrangement: CEO’s Son/Dom!Shawn x Black Sub Reader Chapter 7

a/n: this is like my favorite chapter so far. I feel like I’ve been waiting this whole story to ge tot watch these two interact in this way. I hope it comes across as authentic. I worked really hard on the pacing for this story. You all have been incredibly kind to me lately with feedback for this story and I sincerely hope you keep it coming. It is without a doubt the brightest part of my days recently. Thank you so much for that. K bye. 

WARNINGS: sex without a condom (gotta wrap it before you tap it). mentioned of white supremacy, racism, and micro-aggressions. 

*Shawn’s point of view*

Nothing ever simultaneously works out. It never all gets to be perfect. His life had been a memoir with that exact theme and yet somehow he always let himself forget. Y/n leaves and he somehow has a date with her. A date. Not a hookup. Not some elaborate set up to make her cum. A date. With like conversation and personality. He hadn’t been on a date in years. And sure he knew he was really good at sex, but that didn’t mean shit about being able to actually hold a conversation. She was lightyears above him mentally, and he had no idea how he was going to manage to not fuck it up. But he had a date. She said yes. And that within itself was a win. So of course something in his life was going to have to go to shit. Hold that thought.

Brian makes it back sometime between his gym run and a shower. By the time he gets out, the asshole is sitting on his couch fucking up his kill rate on COD.

“Move over, jerkoff! And switch to two player.” He grunted plopping down on the couch beside him.

“Jeez, bro take it down a couple notches. I am nursing a hangover from the depths of hell over here.”

“Not my fault you can’t ever handle your liquor.”

“Well Melanie seemed to think I handled it just fine.”

“Melanie sounds like she’s still never had an orgasm before.”

Brian punched him in the bicep which only resulted in him returning the favor. Idiot.

“Not all of us sneak our hookups in in the middle of the night.”

He rolled his eyes fingers smashing on the controller.

“I didn’t sneak anyone. It’s my fucking apartment you idiot.”

“Yea, sure, whatever. Did you at least hook up with someone new?”

His fingers stumbled on the joystick, sending his player headfirst into a grenade. Lovely.

“No. No I didn’t.”

Brian looked over at him. “You fucked the same girl again?”

“I don’t think we should be equating Melanie and y/n here. y/n is a woman. A grown ass woman. Trust me, she never lets me forget.” He snorted.

“What is up with you and this chick? You never fuck the same person twice.”

He supposed now was as good a time as any. He actually was going to need shit for brains’ advice.

“I like her okay! I like her. And we hooked up last night but it was...it was different. I didn’t tell her what to do. I didn’t pull out any bells or whistles. I just...We just had sex. And she kissed me like she liked me too. So I asked her on a date.”

“A DATE?! I haven’t seen you go on a date since you were like a child!!”

“No shit, jackass. I’m going to need every fucking ounce of help I can get. And that includes your ass, unfortunately.”

“Stop pretending you don’t love me bitch. Now tell me how you plan to get a thirty year old woman who isn’t on drugs to actually enjoy spending time with your sorry ass.”

What are best friends for?

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*y/n’s point of view*

y/n: I HAVE A DATE.

y/n: I NEED YOU HERE ASAP

Tiana: Oh shit. K. omw.

The last time you went on a date was in 2016, what some might call the beginning of Armageddon. After a slew of horrid dates, you had been completely and totally ready to throw in the towel. But then this cute guy came out of nowhere. He was nice, sweet, not very funny but in a way that made you laugh. He was also persistent enough to not take no for an answer, without it making you uncomfortable. No immediate red flags. So you went on the damn date. And all was well. It wasn’t an earth shattering date, but you weren’t not enjoying his company. And then it happened.

I just really think Trump will genuinely make America great again ya know?

You nearly choked on a piece of lettuce.

“Really bruh? In front of my salad?”

“No just hear me out though. Is he unorthodox, sure. But Hillary? Hillary and those emails. It just wouldn’t have worked.”

“I absolutely understand what you mean.”

“You do?” He smiled.

“Yep. CHECK PLEASE!”

“Bitch we do not have time for you to disassociate I am trying to make a wing here!” Tiana huffed.

You rolled your eyes and reached for your phone working to still your features so that Tianna could continue with your makeup.

y/n: Are you a republican?

Shawn: Well thank you for asking, I’ve had a lovely day. How was yours?

y/n: I’m serious.

Shawn: I’m Canadian.

“Shit. I’m so stupid.” You whined.

Tiana tugged at your chin. “Not stupid. But NOT still.”

“Sorry, ti.”

y/n: Would you have voted for Trump if you could have?

Shawn: No. No I wouldn’t have. What kind of a person do you think I am?

y/n: Idk. idk. I just needed to be sure. It never came up when you were tying my arms behind my back.

Shawn: You didn’t mention political discourse as one of your kinks. Is there something I should know before tonight?

y/n: No. It’s fine. I swear. Just haven’t been on a date in a really long time. And my last one didn’t go so well.

Shawn: It’s been a long time for me too. But I’d really like to have a go at it, if that’s okay with you?

y/n: yea, I’d like that. Should I meet you at your place still?

Shawn: Actually I’m gonna pick you up. I’ll be at your place at 7?

y/n: Oh. Okay.

“Hmmm.”

“Hmmm what? What’d he say?” Tiana asked.

“I’m not meeting at his place anymore. He’s picking me up.”

“Well where is he taking you?”

“If I knew that, Ti would I be sitting here in a ball of anxiety?!”

Tianna dropped her eyeliner brush and reach instead for the body lava. All hail Rihana.

“I sure hope he dicks you unconscious for a few hours. You have got to relax, sis.” She giggled. “It’s going to be alright, okay? He likes you. You like him. Let that be enough for right now.”

“Okay. Okay. Just...make my titties sparkle? Please?”

“Lord, chile. You don’t pay me enough.” She snorted.

Friendship!

***

Shawn: I’m here. Do you want me to come up?

y/n: No need! Here I come.

Outside your apartment building is one of those SUV hummer situations that you only ever rode in when you were visiting one of your artists on tour. Shawn is standing outside the door of the vehicle, and you can’t help but pause right there in the middle of the sidewalk. He traded the black jeans for a black slack that hones in on the fact that he’s most definitely not wearing a chelsea boot for the first time ever. They’re dress shoes. Like proper, wing tips. And he’s wearing a short sleeve button up with yellow, black, and white stripes. There are enough buttons undone to see the way that his rosary necklace melted into the firmness of his chest nestled amongst the most sinful amount of chest hair. God, where the hell had they made this one at? And how the hell did he wind up at my front door?

“Hi.” He smiled, legs crossed and chest broad. “You look really beautiful.”

You peered down at the jumpsuit you’d picked out with Tiana’s help. It was a really pretty shimmery gold color and the entire back was cut out too. In hindsight, it didn’t seem nearly as impressive as to what he was wearing now.

“Thank you. You look pretty beautiful yourself. Really showed me up tonight.”

He laughed. “Yea, sure. Come on, it’s cold out. Let’s get going.”

In the car, there’s a bottle of champagne and one of the playlists that you recognized from Shawn’s apartment is playing softly in the background. He pours each of you a glass, your legs somehow knotting simply together on the floor of the car. It’s weird in that it’s not like a first date  in the traditional sense. You put his balls in your mouth for one. He licked orgasms out of you like ice cream. But the nerves are still there. You find that you care about what he thinks of you, of how he feels about you. That’s new. And scary.

“So uh...where are we going?” You asked between sips of champagne.

He bites his lip and looks nervously over at you. It’s a new look for him. But one that you find solace in.

“Would you be angry at me if I said it was a surprise?”

You raised an eyebrow. “No. But I would be curious as to what that surprise is.”

“Don’t worry. You’ll know soon enough.”

“I think I heard that line one time. I think Hannibal Lector said it.”

He rolled his eyes and threw his head back and you wished it didn’t make you giggle, but it does.

“Funny.” He smirked hiding behind his glass. “I just wanna impress you a little bit. Is that okay?”

“You wanna impress lil ole me huh?” You smiled. “That’s sweet.”

“Just a little.”

He licked his bottom lip and his hand inched its way up your knee. He was warm. Way too warm to not have your body react a little. Rude.

“Whatever happened to your friend from the other morning? Am I taking you away from him?”

“Oh Brian?” He snickered. “He’s just happy he’s got my place to himself. He couldn’t believe I was going on a date at all.”

“Tiana either.” You snorted.

“Yea? She try and convince you not to go out with me?”

“She is...surprisingly Pro-you for some reason. Must have something to do with me not having enough time to be a bitch as work with our arrangement and everything.”

“Hmmm. Well it’s nice to know I’ve got one person on my team. Maybe by the end of the night I can win you over too.”

“Maybe.” You smiled.

The car eventually rolls to a stop, and you’re not even aware of how long you’ve been talking. All the nerves that you couldn’t actually be together without the sex part sort of faded away. He could make you laugh. He could hold your attention. And you could offer him the same. Just when you were starting to think that it was all going to be fine? Shawn came to open your door.

Your heels touched gently to the ground and you let him pull you from the car. Behind him was not a restaurant. Not a bar. Not even a fucking hotel. Nope. Instead you were stood right in front of Mendes Industries’ private jet and a fucking flight attendant with a bag in her hands that looks surprisngly like your Louis Vitton. Fucking Tiana.

“What the hell. Shawn, what the hell?!” You gasped. “What is this?”

“You were concerned about people seeing us right? Well no one’s gonna see us. No one but the locals.”

“The locals?! I can’t--I can’t just fly away with you Shawn. I have responsibilities. I have a--a job.”

He reached for your hands, which tended to do a lot of movement when you were flustered, and stilled them by placing them on his shoulders.

“Listen to me,” He murmured silencing you. “It’s already set. Tiana canceled all of your meetings for three days. It’s just three days. Look I...I really like you, okay? More so than I know what to do with right now. And I think that you like me too. Do you like me?”

“Y--Yea! Yea, of course I do. That’s not really the point is it?”

“It is. Just get on the plane. Please? I just wanna take you out. Let me take you out.”

You peered up at him, all soft brown eyes and chiseled everything else. He had really come along out of nowhere. It was incredibly disorientating, and intoxicating. You lived your life by a planner, a set time for every hour by the hour. And here he was asking you to throw that all away, to let yourself be something else for a chance. And it wasn’t all that different from what he asked of you in the bedroom. Just let go. Release.

You sighed. “You know when most guys ask to take a girl out? They don’t mean out of the state.”

“I’m not like other guys.” He shrugged.

“No shit. Where are you taking me, white boy?” You groaned letting him steer you towards the plane.

“Try to contain your excitement.” He snorted. “Remember that time we had sex in the back of a storage room during Khalid’s video shoot?”

You smiled awkwardly at the flight attendant and knocked your arm into his shoulder.

“Oh please. We’ve had this jet since I was fifteen. I’m almost positive my dad has done some incredibly sketchy shit on here. Martha knows all. Thank you Martha!”

He leads you to a seat. There’s more champagne. You don’t know how you got here. This man was wild.

“Get to the point, maybe?”

“Right. We hooked up in the storage closet, and you told me that story about how you missed your high school trip to Rome because your mom was having heart problems and couldn’t afford it with the medical bills? You had a Lizzie Mcguire fantasy and everything.”

“I was drunk that night. Khalid had just gotten his first number one.”

“So you don’t want me to take you to Rome?” He asked.

“ROME?!”

“Rome.”

“....Who are you?!”

He chuckled. “I’m just a guy standing here asking a girl to let me take her on a little trip.”

“Oh my god. He quotes romcoms. This is too much.”

“Just relax sweetheart. We’re about to do liftoff.”

Jesus Christ.

***

*Shawn’s point of view*

He’s a little worried that he may have broken her. Maybe it was too much too fast. He should’ve just taken her to fucking dinner like a normal person. The problem was he wasn’t normal. And she sure as hell wasn’t normal either. She was so different from anyone he’d ever been with before. He wanted to spend time with her. And the last thing in the world he wanted was her to think about his dad while she was with him. He could tell that it bothered her more than she was willing to admit, and he just needed them to be on equal footing. What said equal footing like going to a country where neither of them spoke the language. Tiana had given him the green light when she agreed to change y/n’s schedule around and even pack her a bag. It seemed like maybe it might go well.

She calms down after her first glass of champagne, and sits more comfortably into the seat next to him, her legs folded so that her knees poked gently at his thigh. She was closer, close enough for him to smell her perfume and he kind of loved it.

“So are first dates the one’s where we spill all of our dirty laundry, or is that the second one?” She asked.

He chuckled and laid his hand on her thigh. She smiles at him, so he doesn’t pull away.

“Your guess is as good as mine. Do your worst, woman.”

She situates herself a little more gently into the chair, chin propped up on her palm. He gets lost in the glitter on her collarbones and neck.

“Why haven’t you been on a date in a long time?” She asked.

Heavy first question. But he told her to do her worst.

“Well I uh...the last date I went on was with my girlfriend of about two years. And on said date she told me that she had been sleeping with a producer at Atlantic records for six months, and that he was going to share her demo. So, she didn’t need me anymore.” He shrugged around a sip of champagne.

“Two years? Two fucking years before she pulled that shit? That’s fucked.” She said. “I’m sorry.”

“Yea. It was really heavy at the time. Blamed my dad for a lot of it, even if it probably wasn’t his fault this time. But ever since then I just thought it might be easier to stick to the meaningless sex route.”

She nodded. “I fuck that up for you a little bit?”

“You have no idea.” He grinned rubbing his thumb along her chin. “I should’ve known the second I caught you checking me out at that party.”

“Excuse me? For the last time I was not ‘checking you out’. I was simply observing that snooze fest your father put on.”

“I was checking you out.” He admitted honestly. “I asked my dad to introduce us. I just knew I had to have you. And then I spoke to you and I found out you were trouble, and you weren’t going to take any of my shit. I should’ve known then.”

It’s a lot softer than anything he’s ever admitted before, and every time that he remembers that this is more, that they’re trying to become more, it makes his heart stutter in his chest. But she leans her head against his seat and she smiles at him like it means something to her to be open, to be vulnerable. And that alone is enough to get him to lean in.

“So maybe....maybe I was looking in your direction.” She says softly. “I’d heard of you. I’d just never actually seen you in person before. And maybe I was curious.”

“Curious?!” He laughed. “Okay. Curious. We can call it that; I’ll take it. Your turn. Worst date. Spill.”

She groaned softly and slid a little deeper into her seat, head fitting perfectly against his shoulder.

“I accidentally went to dinner with a Trump supporter.”

“Accidently?” He snorted.

“Don’t laugh asshole! It was thoroughly traumatic for me. I just thought that logically a white supremacist would not be interested in asking me, a black woman, on a date. I forgot that logic is not in their wheelhouse. It was awful.”

“Now your texts make a lot more sense.” He chuckled reaching his arm to pat her cheek. “That enough to take you out the game, aye?”

“I don’t know man...the world is fucking scary right now.” She sighed. “Sometimes it feels like there’s no one we can trust, like there’s no one who doesn’t have it out for us. It’s not just political agendas. It’s my safety. It really is that deep. It has to be.”

It’s this moment where she’s offering more of herself than she had in the entire time that he’d known her. Y/n was beautiful and sexy and intelligent, but there was also always this aura of mystery around her. Like she wasn’t quite ready to share herself, didn’t know if she could. And he wanted to find his way on the other side of that. He wanted to know her better than she knew herself. And he wants to cherish any moment where she’s willing to let him try that.

“I understand.” He paused and closed his eyes feeling maybe a little flustered and out of his element. “I mean I don’t. I know that I don’t, that I couldn’t but..I hear what you’re saying. And I believe you. I would like to know more at some point. If you’re willing to share it with me.”

Her eyes flicker over to his and they’re wide and brilliant and he wants to kiss her so bad.

“You do?” She checked.

He nodded and chanced reaching to pull her face a little closer, palm resting against her cheek.

“I do.”

She kisses him and it feels like the sun. It feels like everything.

***

*y/n’s point of view*

Rome  is kind of perfect. It’s not so hot that you’ve got to cover yourself in deodorant, but the sun is still pretty and bold in the sky. The hotel he takes you to has an entire terrace open for your access with those flowy ass curtains you only saw in cheesy 80’s pop music videos. There are couches that might as well be beds there so soft and plush. You touch down in the middle of the night and there’s not much to do but keep talking to each other, keep touching each other. You take your shoes off and sit out on the couches wrapped in blankets with another bottle of champagne. If the redness in his cheeks is anything to go off of, he’s just as tipsy as you, and it means that it’s not weird when you lean into him. No one’s gonna say anything for letting him hold you.

“It’s four am right now.” You giggled hiding your face in his neck. “It’s so beautiful here.”

“Do you like it?”

“Yea. I really do. I always wanted to come here. I can’t believe this is our first date.”

“I wanted it to be special for you. You deserve that.”

“Since when?” You asked so thoroughly confused by everything that he was. “I mean, yes. I definitely deserve this but...when you did you realize that you want it to be more than what we were? I thought you just wanted to fool around?”

“I did.” He whined stubbornly tracing your nose with his thumb. “I really did. But...you are very good at sex.” You laughed and he smiled. “I’m serious! One of the best partners I’ve ever had. And sometimes when our bodies were moving I just got lost in you. Like you were a fucking beautiful ass star capturing me with your light. And then you stopped arguing with me so much and just letting me be like...a friend to you?  And then Miami happened and I just--I wanted to be with you. And I realized that I wanted to be with you as a person, even when we weren’t having sex. I was scared. Until I realized that you liked me too. Then I got my confidence back.”

“Oh lord not your confidence.” You rolled your eyes.

“You have got to stop acting like you are not all up on this okay? I see the way you stare at me, honey. It’s okay. Let yourself give in to Mendes Magic!”

“I am officially not attracted to you anymore.” You snorted going to pull away.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and tackled you down to the couch. Your laughter poured out into the night as his fingers dug into your belly. You laugh until your stomach aches. Until there’s tears in your eyes. Until he kisses you and you feel it in your toes. Until the only thing you can think about, feel, smell, is him. And you melt like that against the couch.

***

Rome is beautiful. It’s the most beautiful place you’ve ever been. The sun rises in the sky and you’re up immediately tugging Shawn out of bed. There’s breakfast at this little place near the hotel that looks out over buildings that were unlike anything you’d ever thing. Everything was historic and rustic and so endlessly different from everything you’d seen before. It was really like something straight out of a movie with cobblestone walkways and buildings that were works of art themselves. It’s wild. It would be wild on any day of the week. That was before you looked over your glass of wine to this guy smiling at you like the beauty of the city around him meant nothing in comparison to looking at you.

You liked him. Shit you liked him a lot. And every time he looked you in the eye and hung on every word you said? It just blew you even further away. And you kept trying to remind yourself how unrealistic it all was. You were thirty afterall. The two of you were in different times in your life. He was still holding on to every word his dad said. You had plans for your life, for your career. It was hard to figure out whether or not he could fit into those plans. And maybe that wasn’t first date type of thinking, but hello! He took your ass to Rome. None of it was normal. So you walked a little faster, tried to hold harder to the moments that you had to share. Cause why not?

“Hey can we slow down for a sec?” He asked as you pulled him towards your third museum of the day.

You frowned. “I wanna see the ruins.”

“We can. I promise. Just let’s sit down for a second, yea?”

You’d been walking all morning, stopping at every nook and cranny that you came across. It was a three day trip anyway. You had no idea when you’d ever be back, if you ever would be back. But there’s something special about the company too. You remind yourself that he’s the reason you’re there. The vacation, though amazing, was really just an opportunity to be with him.

“Yea, of course.”

He tugged you to a little corner of these big huge steps that were filled with people just sitting down, chatting, eating their lunches. The second you’re no longer standing on your feet is a little bit like heaven.

“Okay make you were right.” You sighed wiggling your toes. “I’m tired.”

“Well that’s good. I was starting to think you were a robot.” He chuckled. “I’m glad I packed tennis shoes.”

You peered down at his feet and quickly laced your legs with his where the white tennis shoes stuck out in contrast to his black jeans.

“They look so funny on you. I like them. You’re cute.”

He smiled over at you. “I’m cute, aye?”

“You heard me.”

“Yea, well maybe I wanna hear you say it again.” He murmured taking your cheek into his hand.

“You’re cute.” You whispered before pressing your lips together.

You had yet to get over this new style of kissing. The way he rubbed so softly at your cheek you got goosebumps. The way his tongue could make you feel like time was slowing down. Almost like there was nothing left here. Nothing but the two of you and the way you could make each other feel. It was maybe the best feeling in the world.

“You’re beautiful.” He murmured when the kiss had ended, forehead pressed against yours. “I can’t believe you’re here with me right now.”

“I can’t believe you whisked me away to a different country for our first date.” She hummed. “What are you hiding? Do you have a third nipple or something? A serial killer perhaps?”

“Why are you so insistent on me killing people?” He laughed. “And you’ve seen all of my body at this point. If there was a third nipple don’t you think you would’ve seen it?”

“Well you’ve got me there. But statistically speaking at least fifty percent of all murders probably fit your description, honey. I’m just being realistic. I’ve seen what you can do with rope.”

He rolled his eyes and he found that it made you smile. And so he tended to do it more and more often.  That’s kinda how you knew you were fucked.

“What do you say we go see these ruins of yours, find some pasta, and fuck until we fall asleep?”

“As long as it’s in that order!” You gasped tugging him back to his feet to continue your wild adventure of the day.

***

*Shawn’s point of view*

He’s got a new kink. And it’s definitely her calling him baby when he’s inside her. It is without a doubt the sexiest thing she could do for him. Which makes so little sense. How fucking soft had she turned him in a few short months? This is where he was now, almost blowing his load because a woman called him baby. It’s not just a woman though. It’s her. Holy fuck it’s her, and the sound of her voice is like directly tied to his dick or something. Shit.

The couches on the terrace are perfect for sex in broad daylight. It’s completely secluded to just them, but anyone at the other hotels around would easily be able to hear them if they opened a window. It’s just another thing that seems to get them both hot and bothered. Her body is a dream. And he doesn’t need to tie her up to get lost in her. (Even if he really, really liked tying her up). All he needs is the feel of her body against his and his hands to direct her where he wants her to go, where he needs her to go for both of them to explode.

“Fuck.Honey you’re dripping. You’re dripping all over my dick.” He groaned tugging her thighs more ruggedly against his own.

“Baby I--I wanna cum.” She gasped, voice breathy and chaotic as her hips bucked like a fucking dream. “I wanna cum on it. Please?”

“It’s yours. Cum on it. Make yourself cum.”

He reached  around her waist to grind his fingers deep into her clit. Her ass began to bounce against him, quick and sharp and rugged. He’s barely holding on by a thread. And then she starts to squeeze down on him, her hips working to bring herself to her own climax, and he’s already done for.

“Fuck! I’m cumming.”

His fingers work harder on her clit, dropping down to his knees to drive desperately into her with everything he’s got left inside of him. It thrusts her over the back of the couch and he plasters himself against her back grinding tightly with everything that he’s got..  When she cums it’s just another accomplishment, another moment of making her feel good. It’s all he’s ever really wanted since they met.

“Holy fucking shit.” She gasped collapsing against his chest. “So good.”

“Yea? Still think I can’t dom you and date you at the same time?”

“Shhhh. No one has time for you sir, I can’t feel my legs.”

He nuzzled his way into her neck placing kisses against the skin. His arms were still wrapped around her and her fingers were playing in his hair. It was different than their usual hook ups, for sure. But, he liked it. He liked feeling close to her. He liked touching her and feeling her heart beat beneath his finger tips. Did she know how amazing she was?

“You want me to go get a towel?” He asked softly, pecking at her ear.

She hummed. “Not yet. Don’t leave yet.”

God he was ruined. Just like that.

“Yea okay.”

***

She hops in the shower and he has every intention of following her, of maybe pressing her into the shower door and fucking her until the glass breaks. But then his phone starts ringing and she giggles and runs off leaving his dick to twitch against his thigh. He was stupid on her. Aboslutely idiotic. And whoever was getting in the way of his idiocy was about to get an ear full.

“There better be someone dying!” He huffed eyes still very much on the shower where perhaps the most beautiful woman alive was waiting for him.

“That can be arranged. Can you explain to me why I had to find out from Tiffany that your half whit ass is in Rome right now instead of New York?” His dad roared.

Remember that whole things falling apart narrative? Surprise.

“Shit. Dad look I..I just needed to get away for awhile okay?”

“On the comapny fucking jet nonetheless?!”

“That jet has been open to family members as long as I’ve been alive. Since when is it even a problem?”

“Since you’ve been on that jet more than you’ve been in my office. I am tired of trying to explain this to you Shawn. The rules are very simple. You work for me, you do a good job, you get your inheritance. If you don't, you know what happens Shawn. Is that what you want, to make me have to do that to you?”

“Look Dad I,” He let his voice drop softer, shyer. “It’s not what it looks like. This isn’t just me fucking off okay? I--I like someone. Like really like them. And I just wanted to impress her. She’s different. And I wanted her to like me. This isn’t one of my hookups, I swear.”

He hadn’t liked someone in so long, hadn’t even come close to what he was feeling for y/n. Even though his dad was a dick and they had fought since the time he was eleven, there was still a part of him that yearned for his approval. It was hard not to get caught up in what the world knew his dad to be. It was hard not to feel like if he could just make him proud, just make him happy, then everything would be okay. He hadn’t been that naive in a long time, but it still pulled at him every now and again.

Manny sighed. “Great, son. That doesn’t help the fact that you went behind my back and are continuously neglecting your duties.”

“I--I’m not though. Niall is sitting at sixteen songs as we speak. You only wanted twelve remember? I convinced the producers to look into doing a deluxe edition. That’s gonna make the label happy, Niall happy, and it’s more money for you right? I’m back in LA in a week to work on the roll out for Sarah Leone to the press. I’m kind of working my ass off here. I’m doing everything you wanted.”

“Look whatever just get your ass back to New York, okay?” He muttered.

“I’ll be back in two days.”

“Shawn.”

“Two days. I’ll be back in two days, and I’ll keep living in this hell of a life you’ve set up for me , alright? See you then.”

He tossed his phone back onto the bed in frustration. The noose tightened a little in his absence, sick and tired of always fighting and always losing. It seemed like no matter what happiness he carved out for himself, he was always going to have to return home. Maybe he was kidding himself. Maybe there was no winning in this life.

He stands there for like forty-five seconds feeling sorry for himself, and just fully like a piece of shit. And then he hears her. It’s soft and gentle and sweet. He moves a little closer to the bathroom, the door still open and her naked body visible through the foggy glass door. She’s singing.

“I’m like a bird, I’ll only fly away.” She cooed softly. “I don’t know where my soul is, I don’t know where my home is.”

Her voice was soulful and low, her fingers cupping her breasts and rolling down over her hips as she sang. It really kind of hit him in his heart. He leaned against the edge of the doorway, head lolling back for support at this gorgeous sound coming out of this gorgeous woman. The music lover in him just wanted to sit on the floor and listen to her all day, it was so pretty. Maybe map out some harmonies for the two of them. And the fact that he could see the smile on her lips as she sang only made his heart feel two times too big for his sturnemum. He wasn’t ready for the way that she could make him feel. He thought he’d known that, thought he was preparing himself. Not so much. He wasn’t sure one could prepare themselves for a woman like y/n. Maybe that was his lesson to learn.

She catches sight of him out of the corner of her eye and her lips glue firmly shut. He practically pouts when she stops singing. His arms crossed against his chest tighten in dissatisfaction.

“What are you doing?” She whined leaning her head out of the shower.

He shrugged. “Was just listenin’. You didn’t tell me you sang.”

“You didn’t ask. And I don’t. I was just...humming.”

“Humming?” He laughed softly. “Okay. Well you hum beautifully.”

“Well thank you, I suppose. Was your phone call okay?”

“No. Not quite but, I’m good now. Can I wash your back for you maybe?”

“Yea. Boy, you ain’t gotta ask to wash my back. Come on!”

He steps back into the steam of the shower and it’s like nothing exists but the two of them. And he just really wants to keep it that way for a little while longer. If only for a little while longer.

***

They’re lying on a hotel bed that’s so soft it feels like they’re sinking. After another glorious round of sex he found himself tangled in the sheets beside her. Their heads at the foot of the bed because that’s the position where he’d made her cum last, and their feet intertwined at the headboard. She’s not looking at him, but instead up at the ceiling. This doesn’t seem to stop him from peering over at her. She’s kind of too beautiful to not look at.

“Can I ask you something?” He hedged carefully.

She peered over at him, eyes warm and sated.

“Yes.”

“I don’t...I really don’t know how to ask, or what to ask. And maybe--maybe I’m gonna come across like some dick, but I don’t wanna do that with you. I want to learn ya know? I want to understand.”

“Shawn?” She pressed getting his attention. “Calm down. Just ask.”

He nodded softly and took a deep breath. His fingers twitched anxiously against his stomach.

“That stuff you said earlier on the plane...you know about--about the trump supporter, and how that made you feel? And then sometimes...sometimes it sounds like you don’t really like white people, which like makes sense right? We’re the worst. But I just...I wanna understand more about...about what that means for you? Fuck. I’m sorry. That sounded dumb just saying it.”

He closes his eyes ready for her to slap him and take his jet all the way back to New York. He thinks maybe he’d deserve it. It wasn’t even that he’d never been with a Black woman before. Black Women were beautiful and ethereal and wonderful. But, even his tiny white man brain could understand that the state of the world was simply a little different nowadays. His mediocre understanding of racism and privilege simply wasn’t enough. And he knew that if he wanted to be with this woman, if he wanted to feel like he deserved to be near her and absorb her intellect, than he should probably do his absolute best to understand the world in which she walked. Because it certainly looked different from his own.

He feels her hand on his chest and his eyes flutter open. She curled her fingers around his own and sent him another gentle smile that made his toes curl at the other end of the bed.

“It’s not dumb.” She assured him. “You’re asking. You might not have the language, but you’re asking. And that means a lot to me, okay? A lot.”

He nodded his head dumbly, eagerly hanging on every word that she said. She lied back once again, her head nestling a little closer to his. She doesn’t let go of his fingers.

“So, I do hate white people sometimes.” She mumbled. “Sometimes in the discourse Black folks will often try to explain that it’s not all white people, it’s just some. And most days I can get there. I can recognize that. But like… that’s not really how it works you know? Even white people who wouldn’t lynch my black ass grew up in a culture that would. Even white folks who might not feel the need to say the n-word grow up in a culture that situates their body, their worth, their value over mine. And even if that’s not your fault, and I can recognize that it isn’t you know? That’s how privilege works, it’s subliminal. But even if it’s not your fault, it doesn’t mean that you don’t benefit. And it definitely doesn’t mean that you haven’t absorbed messages about my inferiority.”

He watches her face the entire time, more specifically the emotions that seem to rush through every pore and every muscle. There’s a bit of agony on her features. A bit of frustration. But as she warms up there’s a freedom to it too. He knows that she’s not editing her words. She’s not doing anything for his benefit. He asked and so she would tell him, in whatever way was meaningful for her.

“White people just...sometimes it really seems like y’all don’t give a shit. I’ve had the cops called on me at the very building that I work at. On the top floor, with some of the most powerful people in show bizz twenty-seven times since I started. To the point where Mike in security has to keep an updated description of me every time I change my hair just in case. I have walked onto sets to manage my artists and been told that the back up dancers are in the trailer around back. Every step I take, every goddamn day, there is always at least one white person there to tell me that I don’t deserve it. That I don’t belong. And the intersections of my blackness with my womanhood mean that I am consistently and constantly facing an uphill battle of two indentities that the world just doesn’t give a fuck about.”

He couldn’t look away from her. Never had he ever seen her be so vulnerable for him. Y/n was always just an inch or two behind a wall, always peeking out to give him glimpses but never really showing herself in her entirety. He watched the way that her chest rose and fell more rapidly, watched the way her fingers tightened around his own, and her eyebrows wrinkled on her forehead. It was anxiety. She was anxious and angry and sad. The way that her lips pointed down and her eyes blinked faster than normal told him as such. It kind of broke his heart.

And it’s all so new for him that the only thing he can do is follow his instincts and hope that either he doesn’t fuck it up, or that maybe she’ll forgive him if he does. So, he rested his head firmer against her and held her hands just as tight like maybe it might root her a little better in this room with him, like maybe she might feel safe with him.

“And the people...the people that do these things to you. That do these racist acts all the time they--they look like me don’t they?”

Her eyes that were trained on the ceiling fell down to meet his again. They’re still sad, but a little softer now.

She nodded slowly a bit of a grin forming on her lips.

“I’ma be honest ain’t nobody walking around looking quite like you but...yes they--they kind of look like you.”

He nodded slowly and tilted his head back to peer up at the ceiling now. There’s an anxiety to it for him too. In asking the questions that he didn’t have answers to, to be vulnerable enough in his ignorance. There’s a desire to get it right because she’s important to him, and then a dread when he realizes the time it will take to get there, and the pain that might cause her along the way.

“Shit y/n...why the hell would you even wanna go out with me? Even I hate me right now.” He sighed.

“That’s just the white guilt talking baby,” She snorted before sobering up quickly. “Look it’s complicated right? Like given my problems with white people and white men in particular, I’m firm enough in my blackness and my identity to recognize everything that I just explained to you, while also recognizing that things are never black and white. No pun intended. I can still love your humanity and your individuality as long as you’re willing to do the same for me. I can recognize that not all white people are the same, that you all think alike. I just need the space to have conversations like this. I need someone who cares enough to learn. Anything else isn't worthy of my time. Either you’re down with me always, even when it isn’t convenient, or you’re not. So, which is it?”

Her eyes are wide and clear. It’s that firmness in the set of her jaw that gets him. She’s dead serious. Either he buys into her, and all of her, or he doesn’t deserve any of her. He can see that. He can understand it. It’s not that he wants her bad enough to “deal” with the rest of it. It’s that he wants her bad enough to understand all of her. He wants to know. Needs to.

“I’m down.” He assured her reaching for her cheek in his palm. “For all of it.”

“You’re sure?” She mumbled with desperate eyes. “Cause if you’re not we can go back New York and just be fuck buddies again. You can still find you some white girl without hundreds of years of internalized genocide and systemic oppression on her shoulders.”

He shook his head and kissed her until the tension melted from her body. Because he needed it to. He needed her belief in him, her trust.

“I’m so damn sure it’s insane. Just want you.” He whispered.

She reached for his lips pulling him back to kiss her again.

“Promise.” She demanded as if it was even an option.

“I promise.”

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Crazy and In Love - 2

Crazy and In Love | 2

Word count: 2,075

Genre: TaeHyung x reader, drabble, angst

A/N: This one goes along with Project K! Here you are @lovely-bangtan7 you have been warned >:)

Btw, over 2 Million won means over 200,000 USD

Read the first one here!  3  4 5

You were sitting on the floor of his room now, bathed and dressed in a nightgown made of black Mulberry silk, expensive tastes that only he could have or better yet afford. You watched as the fire blazed brightly with orange flames that flickered and chased each other constantly. It was fascinating to watch, actually. The way that fire could shine and burn so brightly was like desire. Desire can be strong at first, sparking up quickly and spreading from place to place by attaching onto things that will fuel it farther and make that desire burn brighter, which can lead it on to do crazy ridiculous things in order to satisfy itself and get what is wanted. But once it is reached and there is nothing else to latch on to, the fire starts to slowly burn out, losing some of its flames, but doesn’t burn out as long as they are satisfied. The sedation only lasts until it becomes hungry for more. TaeHyung’s desire for you was just like that blazing fire, except that his fire is only in its early stages, and it’ll stay that way until you finally give in. But TaeHyung was crazy enough to feed his own fire, there was no such thing as it slowing down. TaeHyung’s desire for you will never stop growing.

Your attention was torn away as the door opened slowly, the white light from the kitchen shining into the room slightly before the door was closed behind him. TaeHyung stood across the room while keeping his eyes directly on you. His hair was wet and his bangs hung over his eyes, indicating that he had just gotten out of the shower; that and the pair of joggers that hung dangerously low on his hips. You couldn’t keep your eyes off of his topless torso, his stomach and chest were toned with definition. You didn’t want to admit it, but TaeHyung is hot. Hotter than Hell itself.

“You look so pretty in that gown, Y/N.”

Taehyung walked slowly across the room to stand right in front of you, running his eyes all over your body, taking in the shape and curves of your body that was hugged slightly by the gown, before moving to sit next to you on the floor. You tensed up due to his closeness and the stare that he gave you. You didn’t even want to look at his face because you were scared of the expression that was painted on it. You kept your eyes on the fire, chest moving rapidly and heart beating so loud that you could hear it in your ears. He had both a scary yet heart fluttering effect on you. He was breathtakingly handsome, but terrifyingly dangerous when provoked and curious. His curiosity could sometimes get the best of him.

“Y/N,” he says, tucking a lock of hair behind your ear that made you shudder just from his touch. You wanted to pull away, but doing so would be a move of fools. “Y/N, please, look–”

“I want to go home,” you state firmly, now looking him directly in the eyes. “I haven’t seen my family in months nor have I stepped one foot outside of this apartment. Why do you keep me captive here when it’s pretty obvious that I don’t want to be here?” You expected for TaeHyung’s expression to change into a frown or look of hurt or anger, but his expression never faltered. The same emotionless expression never seemed to wash away. He was extremely hard to figure out.

TaeHyung moved his hand from your face, giving you a cold glare before standing up quickly and going straight towards the cupboard that resided next to the loveseat. He took out a little wooden box that was marked with Japanese letters along with English, also. Alcohol that cost more than your own life probably. He opens the box to take out a small bottle filled with amber-like colored liquid. The bottle had a white cloth on top that was tied down with a white piece of string, in which he took off and poured almost half the bottle into a small glass. He did all of this with a straight face that made you fear for your life.

He sat on the loveseat slowly all while keeping his eyes right on yours. He leaned back on the velvet furniture, legs open and body relaxed. You let out the breath of air you had been holding in the whole time, realizing that you weren’t breathing at all due to him. Everything TaeHyung does makes your heart skip a beat and your breath hitch in both arousal and fear. You find him attractive in many ways, but you and everyone else around here knew that TaeHyung could do anything crazy at any given moment, which kept you on your toes 24/7.

“Y/N, do you know what this is?” he says while holding up the small glass filled with the amber liquid. Of course, you knew what it was. He drunk it all the time whenever he was here, and he had boxes of it coming in almost every two weeks.

“Answer me, Y/N.” He said, deepening his voice a few octaves lower, indicating he was getting either angry or impatient, it was hard to tell due to the tone of his voice. Fuck, it could be both, but the way he sounded was enough to make you forget the situation you were in right now.

“Yes, I do. How is alcohol relevant in this situation if I may ask?” He could sense the attitude on your tongue. He smirked at that, but that smirk quickly went away.

“Because it’s somewhat related to you, my love.” You raised an eyebrow at his remark.

“What do mean by related to me?” you asked. You were utterly confused as to why you were being compared to a bottle of useless alcohol, but you pretty positive that he had a great reason as to why.

“Well, like you, this whiskey has been nicely aged and of course, nicely priced.” You shifted your position on the floor to take the weight off of your arm and sat up completely straight, completely intrigued. “It’s called Yamazaki, it has been aged for 50 years and priced over 2 million won.”

You were taken aback. You had no idea that whiskey could cost that much. He had boxes of it that held at least a dozen in each box. You couldn’t believe he spent that much on something that wasn’t merely important– to you at least. But you knew that he was crazy enough to buy it. Insane even.

“You are just like it, my love. Your aging process may not be done, but to me, you are finely aged, and unlike this bottle of pure pleasure and satisfaction, you are far more priced. As a matter of fact, you’re priceless, my love. There’s no such thing as a price when it comes to you. You’re so rare that a price can’t even describe how rare you are. You’re a prized possession that I’m not willing to share in any way”

Your breathing was now rapid, making your chest rise in an up and down pattern at a very quick pace. His gaze was completely serious and he didn’t even move an inch while he said those words. He just sat there, swirling the liquid around a little while watching it move around the glass. His hand moved to his forehead so that he could he rest the weight of his head on it. He looked horrifyingly sexy, and his glare was enough to cause the build-up of arousal in between your legs.

He took a tiny sip of the liquid, held it in his mouth, and finally swallowed it.  

“But the only thing I can’t compare is the taste,” he said with a huge smirk now growing across his face. You hold back the moan that threatened to slip out from your mouth. The last thing you needed was to encourage him on. “And if I ever did get a chance to taste you against my tongue, I could probably guess that you would taste a million times better.”

You finally looked away from the imprisonment that is his eyes. He was causing an effect on you and he knew it; he could tell by the way you fidgeted in your spot on the floor, the way you squeezed your legs tight together in an attempt to stop the arousal from going anywhere past your panties. You were almost close to being officially defeated. The shield that you had put up around yourself to block him out was close to being destroyed. But that shield wasn’t completely destroyed. At least not yet. TaeHyung wouldn’t give up until you were his.

He finished the rest of the glass in one go, letting out a gasp of air before placing the glass on the nightstand beside him before quickly moving towards you, swiftly picking you up and holding you bridal style. You were about to protest against his action before he moved you quickly to the bed, moving to hover right over you while looking directly into your eyes. It all happened so fast that you couldn’t even let out a breath of air.

“Now with that said, I think you know what my answer to your question is. You aren’t going anywhere because I’ve officially made you mine. You’re lucky to be here, love; the expensive clothing, the gifts, and the protection is something that people would kill for, something that women would be willing to give themselves up for.”

You were too busy staring up into his eyes to realize that he was staring down at you like you could disappear at any moment. He began to trail his fingers over your collarbone, moving it down towards the beginning of the cleavage of your gown, making you shudder by the way his fingers traced your skin so lightly.

“I don’t want any of that,” you protest, finally finding the will to speak. “I just want to leave. I don’t want to be here.”

He brought his finger up to your tor rosy lips, wanting so bad to kiss them and show you the lust that burned so horribly in his veins.

“Again, you have absolutely no idea how lucky you are. I could have you in my bed, taking delight in all the pleasures that you could possibly give me. The things that I could be taking pleasure in right this very moment would be torture to you. That’s luck, my love. I decided to keep my craziest side at bay.” You sunk into the mattress as he spoke, realizing that he said was true. He could be using you against your own will and nobody, not even the help, could stop him from doing so. You were lucky and you knew this was nothing compared to how he could get. And to be completely honest, you didn’t want to see that side of him.

“But if you want to leave this house and stay in contact with everyone you love, you’ll have to promise me one thing. Promise me this one thing and I’ll let you go free.”

“Anything,” you said quickly, happy to hear him say those words. “I’ll do anything. Just tell me, please.” At this point, you didn’t care what he wanted, you just wanted to be able to leave. You were dying have some human interaction with anyone other than him and the help of this house. You missed your family and friends, you missed the feeling of the bare sun hitting your skin, being able to breathe in fresh air. You felt like a prisoner here. You didn’t even care if he let out here only once a day, you would do anything to not be here right now, and that you meant.

“Marry me, my love. Give me your hand in marriage and I’ll let you do as you please, but you have to understand that you will have a curfew for what time you leave and what time you shall be home. Grant me this one wish and I’ll let you go ”

And with that, leaving suddenly didn’t seem appealing anymore.

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brookofsky || para

location: dave’s house time: monday evening summary: alistair goes to dave’s house so they can discuss what’s going on with them with the hopes of being friends.

tagging: @as4dave

Alistair walked a little slow to Dave’s house, feeling down that he had been an ass to Dave just because he wasn’t having that great of a day to begin with. He rang the doorbell knowing that he’d need to call whatever this was off if they were to ever remain friends. He slipped his hands in his pockets and bit his bottom lip, hoping Dave wouldn’t deck him as soon as he saw him.

Dave answered the door, sighing when he looked at Alister. Even sober he was still gorgeous. He had fucked up a lot, didn’t he? He liked him, he really did, but it was like...everything was so sudden. And he was so drunk that night; drunk Dave does not always make good decisions. Drunk Dave really needs a babysitter, he thinks, as he pulls the door open further to allow Alister inside. “Mom’s and Dad are in the kitchen.” He says lamely, heading toward the stairs, hoping his family doesn’t say anything to Alister. “We can go upstairs...they won’t bother us.” He says softly. He’s almost not sure what to say, it was like he wanted to kiss him, but he also wanted to hide away alone.

"K..." Alistair said softly, his nerves taking over. He took off his beanie when he entered the house and swallowed as he followed Dave to his room. "I'm sorry for making you feel like you were being rushed. That was the last thing I wanted to do, trust me." Al said quickly as he closed the door behind him, wanting to say it before he lost his nerve. "I just let myself get caught up in the idea of being with someone without thinking about what that actually means."

Dave didn't know what to say, and he knew that his parents would be listening, they tended to do that. It wasn't that they got into his business, but they liked to know what's going on. "It's...It wasn't bad. I'm not mad at you...or trying to push you away..." Dave says as they make it to the top of the stairs and into his room. He sits on his bed, and pulls at Alistair's hand to make him sit next to him. He doesn't want him on the floor, or in the chair. He just wants it to be comfortable, like it was at the party. "Look...Alistair...I...I really like you. A lot." He starts, then he pauses, and bites his lip. It sounds like a break up, and Dave's never really done this. He really doesn't like the way it sounds, so he starts over. He doesn't want it to be...break-upy. "Drunk Dave makes shitty decisions." he blurts. "And I suppose making out with a high schooler was...probably a poor one? A very very good choice, but in retrospect, it was probably a bad idea." Dave knows he sounds like an ass. He doesn't mean to. "Being in a relationship...isn't something I wanna jump into...when I just met someone. It's like...it's like Anna in Frozen...When she falls for that Hans guy? And he turns out to be a huge creep? Not that you're a creep...but you know? She didn't know him...You don't really know me..." And he thinks that maybe once Alistair does know him, maybe he won't think so highly of Dave.

Alistair was a little confused, but he smiled when he realized that Dave didn't want him to leave completely. He sat beside Dave and continued to chew on his bottom lip anxiously, listening and hanging onto every word the other male said. He laughs at Dave's confession and shrugs. "Drunk Alistair is no better it would seem." He deadpanned. He listened further and felt guilt in his chest forming. shit I didn't even think about the age thing, really. That's so selfish, Al. "I get what you're saying, and I feel the same way. We're not about to be Anna's. I didn't even think about our age difference. I mean, Dave...you could go to jail. I'm so fucking sorry for being selfish. All I was thinking about was how good it felt to be into someone and to have them like me back. But, for the record, I still think it's really cute when you bring up animated movies in conversation." He bumped his shoulder on Dave's and sniffed. He would be lying if he said this didn't hurt, but it was the right thing to do. "We can still be friends, though, right?"

Dave laughed a little. "I'm not...gonna go to jail, oh my god. But seriously, you're like...a junior in high school. I feel...weird about it." he said, looking away. " It was something Dave worried about. His dad asked about his new friend, and Dave told him. Paul had warned his son that he should be careful, if he was still in high school and he knew his dad wasn't trying to scare him off or anything, but it still worried Dave. Besides that, it seemed like Alistair was all about them jumping head first into a relationship, but speaking to him, maybe he knew that already. "I do like you...and I like that you like me back....you just...you came on really strong, alright? I know what it's like...and I know how to scare off a guy, I've done it a time or two. Thinking about a relationship...it sounds...amazing. But I just came out for real in February...I was going to Scandals before that, but that doesn't count...It's a long story." Dave didn't want to tell Alistair about his past. It wasn't that he wanted to hide everything, but it was more like being protected. Dave was still working through things, and being vulnerable with his sexuality and his past was scary. Besides that, Dave really doesn't know why anyone would wanna date someone who'd had depression like he did, or attempted to kill themselves in such a way as he did. And he didn't think Alistair would understand how Dave had felt. Or still felt. "We can still be friends...we can definitely be friends. I like you...and I want you around. I'm just not ready to just...jump into   a relationship with someone I just met."And Dave thinks maybe they can get to know each other better, see if a relationship even logically made sense to begin with, or if they'd ever get that far into their feelings. And wait out that small fact that Dave was a college freshman and Alistair was a junior in high school... "I watch a lot of animated movies, so sue me! I'll have you know, I watched Finding Nemo again today. Disney channel has some kind of obsession with those movies this week." Dave teased, trying to lighten the mood.

"Technically, I would be a senior this year, but I had cancer when I was 10 and missed a lot of school, so really in two months, hit me up." He gave a playful wink, trying to lighten the mood again. "Yeah, I know. I feel shitty about that. I think a part of me is just ready to fall in love in case...you know...it comes back. It's stupid." He teared up, giving a shrug and trying to prevent himself from going there. "But yeah, I was an idiot. I'm sorry." He said pathetically. "Wait, what's Scandals?" He asked, furrowing his brows. "I know it hasn't been easy for you to be out. I kind of had it easier than you, and I forget that sometimes. I promise to be cooler about what we have, as long as you promise to tell me if I'm being a creep again. I can't go back to being a Hans. I don't look good in dark blue tights and riding boots. I like you, too Dave. I don't wanna make you feel guarded around me. I want you to be able to talk to me like a friend." He scooted a bit further from Dave to give them some space and smiled. "Friends sit this far apart." He added with a playful grin. "Disney knows that you're watching them specifically due to the cameras in all our TV's. They're coming for you Dave!" Alistair teased by wiggling his fingers in front of Dave's face ominously.

Dave nodded. He wasn’t sure what to say about that, and he was sure Alistair wasn’t saying it so that Dave would feel sorry for him. But he was tearing up and it was like he didn’t know what to do now. So he put an arm around the other boy and gave his shoulder a squeeze. “It’s not stupid. But you don’t need to rush into something just cuz of that, relationships are more than just liking someone a whole lot.” He said, dropping his arm and giving him a small smile. “Scandals is a gay club.” He told him, mind flashing back to the last time he was there, with Sebastian. “It’s just...somewhere I go to drink...I’ve hooked up a few times..” he blushed a little, then moved on. Alistair was pretty funny, and cute. And he seemed like he was going to take this alright. So he watched him scootch away and he had to laugh. “Disney must see a lot of me. I think I watch a lot of their movies lately. So anyway, what do you wanna do?”

"I didn't take you for the gay club kind of guy." Alistair laughed. "They let you drink underage there, too? Sounds awesome. Might have to check it out. You know, on my own, so it's not another house party situation with us. I know you enjoy my lips when we're drunk..." He teased, hitting Dave lightly with one of the pillows beside him. "Well, I do think I was promised some Shark Week." Alistair suggested, looking at Dave with a smirk.

"Hey, I can be a gay club kind of guy!" he laughed a little, shoving him back a little after he hit him with the pillow. Dave knew he did have a point, so he didn't offer to take him with to Scandals, but he laughed anyway, because it was true for the most part. "Don't go with Sebastian." Dave warned, letting out a snort. Not that he felt that the other boy was a terrible person or anything, but he didn't suppose Alistair and Sebastian would get along well. Or perhaps, they'd get along too well. Either way, he didn't think he liked the pairing. "You wanna watch Shark Week? We can have a marathon. I think we have some snacks downstairs, we can raid the fridge."

"If you say so. And don't worry. I don't know who Sebastian is, but from what I hear about him, I don't think I want to." He promised, rolling his eyes a little, remembering all the crap that he had heard about that Dalton student. "Of course I wanna watch Shark Week. I was promised some sharks and damn it, you better deliver." Alistair stood up and cracked open the door, then looked over at Dave mischievously. "Come on, you gotta come with or your parents are gonna ask me thousands of questions. Plus, I need to know what I'm allowed to eat. Without rules, you're all gonna have to go food shopping tomorrow."

Dave stood up and shook his head, "Finneeee, fine." he teased, following the other boy. He knew that between the two of them, it was very likely that they would eat out the house. "Mom'll stop us, don't worry." he laughed as they reached the bottom of the stairs. True to Dave's word, Max stopped them in the kitchen and gave them a playful roll of her eyes and started pulling snacks from her cupboard, telling them to not to eat too much. Dave and his mom joked around a little, and she even teased Alistair a little, before sending them on their way. It wasn't too long before they were gathered up on Dave's bed, food surrounding them, as the first Shark Week recording started.

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Lord Of Shadows Book Talk + Crackpot theories!!

Release date: May 23rd 2017

Publisher: Margaret K. McElderry Books

Format: Hardcover

Page count: 699

Began: 05.24.17

Ended: 06.09.17

Synopsis -/  Would you trade your soul mate for your soul?

    A Shadowhunter’s life is bound by duty. Constrained by honor. The word of a Shadowhunter is a solemn pledge, and no vow is more sacred than the vow that binds parabatai, warrior partners—sworn to fight together, die together, but never to fall in love.Emma Carstairs has learned that the love she shares with her parabatai, Julian Blackthorn, isn’t just forbidden—it could destroy them both. She knows she should run from Julian. But how can she when the Blackthorns are threatened by enemies on all sides?Their only hope is the Black Volume of the Dead, a spell book of terrible power. Everyone wants it. Only the Blackthorns can find it. Spurred on by a dark bargain with the Seelie Queen, Emma; her best friend, Cristina; and Mark and Julian Blackthorn journey into the Courts of Faerie, where glittering revels hide bloody danger and no promise can be trusted. Meanwhile, rising tension between Shadowhunters and Downworlders has produced the Cohort, an extremist group of Shadowhunters dedicated to registering Downworlders and “unsuitable” Nephilim. They’ll do anything in their power to expose Julian’s secrets and take the Los Angeles Institute for their own.When Downworlders turn against the Clave, a new threat rises in the form of the Lord of Shadows—the Unseelie King, who sends his greatest warriors to slaughter those with Blackthorn blood and seize the Black Volume. As dangers close in, Julian devises a risky scheme that depends on the cooperation of an unpredictable enemy. But success may come with a price he and Emma cannot even imagine, one that will bring with it a reckoning of blood that could have repercussions for everyone and everything they hold dear

Book Talk:  If I am being completely honest, I am devastated.

     Lord of shadows was a whimsical dream tainted by a number of horrific ordeals that have all left me truly speechless and shattered. I do not know where to even begin with this review and If i can even properly explain the absolute anguish that I feel from the ending of this novel. I probably sound extremely dramatic and if you have not read Lord of Shadows exit this page because I'm warning you I am about to losing my fucking shit.

      Let's start with the beginning, because at least then everything was okay. Lord of shadows opens up from the POV of Kit who is brooding in the weapons room of the LA institute. And I kid you not but within two pages of LoS I am already on the floor flailing around while screeching. Jace makes an appearance due to the fact that he's eager to meet the only other living herondale which so happens to be Kit. Jace even mentions Will and James herondale and even the smallest TID/TLH can send me into a squealing fit.  

 "But when you see Tessa again, and you will, she can tell you about Will Herondale. And James Herondale."

  There were so many other TID/TLH references made from lucie herondale and Jesse blackthorn carving their names to Kit being upset over "some idiot Will herondale" inscribing his initials into all the books in the London institute library.     SPEAKING OF THE LONDON INSTITUTE, did anyone else notice not one BUT TWO characters from TID. Yes jessamine being the ghost of the London institute was confirmed years ago however was anyone completely thrown off by Bridget? Like how the hell did that even happen? Is that the same Bridget who became the new cook after Agatha died or is that a descendant of hers? I feel like even though there is no possible explanation of how Bridget could be still alive that actually is her. I mean Cassie even noted the red hair. Is this something that will come up in TLH? I am absolutely buzzing with anticipation!

     So after the events from Lady Midnight Julian and Emma are very distant with one another and every intersection between them is very awkward and tense. I have to say during the months in which we had to wait for LoS everyone in the book community had REALLY hyped up Mark's iconic ending line, "why lie?" and in the end it was actually not a big deal at all. Mark agrees to pursue a fake relationship with Emma which honestly was one big relief because a love triangle between the three would've been completely ridiculous considering mark's history with Kieran and his blooming relationship Cristina(AHHH!!!!). Speaking of mark, in the beginning when he threw the goldfish into the ocean I could not even believe. I mean, the fish died ... but he Is such a teddy bear.

     Anyway so the memma fake relationship didn't last long and although it was served as a barrier between Emma and Julian i feel like it didn't do much? I mean they still had that one make out scene so ... there's also one scene in specific where Mark and Cristina are talking outside late one night and then next day Julian calls them out on it. I truly thought Cassandra was hinting at Julian's suspicion over mark and Cristina's growing "friendship" so I thought we were going to get a scene where Julian walks in on a marktina kiss and for him to completely lose his shit and for Emma having to awkwardly explain "oh, uh, we were never actually dating haha" but atlas we didn't get that so at least we were spared of a mediocre telenovela trope. However honestly this whole Mark/Cristina/kieran ordeal has me so confused. I'm not sure what the hell is going on over there. I mean it's pretty clear mark and Kieran are done but is it an intense friendship that Cristina and Kieran have going on? All I know is that Emma was right that Cristina is slowly on her way to a really hot faerie threesome.

     Let's talk about Zara along with the centurions and this little cohort/nazi antagonist group we have going on. Not only does Zara and the centurions have an air of superiority around them and have the blackthorns doing their fiery laundry and basically take over an investigation they have committed themselves to but THEY ARE FUCKING FASCISTS. Zara and her scum papa wasn't to implement a registry for downworlders and to restrict their rights which would basically reverse the progressive work that has been made over time. Zara basically views all downworlders as lesser beings and strives to make things go back to the "good old days" aka life before the accords when being a downworlder was scary. She voices her beliefs openly and even makes snide comments towards mark which really infuriated me. She even goes as far as to mock Alec in the end and to call him a disgrace. She has no filter. Also can we talk about how she took credit for killing Malcom fade? It's scary reading about Zara and the cohorts because there were so many parallels made. A lot of this stuff ties into nazi Germany along with trump's America and it's quite refreshing for Cassie care to bring up topics like this because there are ones we need to discuss.  So here we have the cohorts, a pretty far right wing group that came about after the dark war. It was hinted this was something we were going to see after the cold peace was made. The clave became ruthless and restricted fae rights so that was just the beginning of the war against downworlders. The clave is essentially being split up.

    One line that really stuck me was when Jia penhallow basically told Diana that she only remained consul so that a cohort could not grab ahold of the position and possibility execute her daughter for marrying Helene. With Robert lightwood dying will a cohort manage to snatch his former position? We already know Zara and her dad were trying to steal the L.A institute but could the chaotic mess that became off the clave meeting at the end further their agenda and influence? I mean at the way end during the meeting there were so many cohorts rounded up and with everything going south I fear jia might be stripped of her position as consul. I just can't NOT see distrust in Jia's abilities as a consul not to arise especially considering the cohorts were very against the meeting and Annabel in general. BASICALLY ZARA IS FUCKING TOMI LAREN AND THEY'RE GOING TO TAKE OVER THE FUCKING CLAVE AND MY BABIES WONT BE SAFE.  

   Julian and Emma have sex and OF COURSE Magnus walks in on them the morning after. It's no surprise Magnus confronts Julian about the forbidden love ordeal and he even advises him to tell Robert lightwood. Basically it's a "tell them the truth and pick your exile conditions or get caught and risk being stripped of your marks" finally we have Julian and Emma confiding in the Robert about their relationship and although taken aback Robert concludes their discussion with "give me a few days to get everything ready." And for a second I was genuinely happy. Here we have the meeting with Annabel and she's going to testify that she killed Malcom not fade, Kieran is also going to testify and now Emma and Julian are going to try to lessen their bond by being separated. Basically everything was all set and then of course everything hit the fucking fan. But, let's talk about that in a bit ....  I wanna talk about Ty, Kit, and livvy aka an iconic trio. Off the bat Kit gravitates towards the twins and although he's conflicted with his feelings about being a shadowhunter he's very sure in wanting a friendship with them. There's many scenes were Kit is angry at the clave for looking down at mundane medicine and it's so warming to see him defending Ty and although ty is autistic for him to still normalize him as a regular human being who just thinks differently. I am a die hard kitty fan and with Livvy wanting a parabatai so bad I figured Kit would eventually become her parabatai and BAM we have our trio lead for TWP but of course Cassie struck. I thought it was so sweet that Ty would sleep outside Kit's door and for Kit to essentially become Ty's Watson. There's so many scenes were we have Kit wanting to impress Ty or noting how much he loves his voice and it just fueled my kitty beating heart.

I loved seeing the twins have a bigger role in LOS. In lady Midnight it was hard to imagine them being the age clary and jace were during TMI considering how much Julian kept them out of the battles and how overprotective he was of them. I basically viewed them to be like 12 but in LOS they were in plenty battle sequences so that was really refreshing to read. Ty essentially is the very reason why Annabel agrees to work with the blackthorns because he figured out how Malcom and Annabel used to contact one another secretly and he planted a message for her. CAN WE ALSO TALK ABOUT HOW TY GAVE KIT HIS FIRST RUNE? AGH MY heart. I have to say I was a little worried Cassie was going to try to make Kit and Livvy a thing with the whole kiss thing but luckily at the end (no I'm NOT TALKING ABOUT THAT..) Livvy and Kit have a talk and agree to only be friends.    Annabel is a very complex and tragic character. When Malcom first sacrificed Emma's parents when attempting to bring back Annabel he successfully woke up her mind so she was trapped in her body for 5 years. During that time she heard all his sick plans so when he finally did resurrect her by murdering Arthur blackthorn she retaliated back by killing him instantly. Which, by the way, was sweet-sweet karma.

Throughout Lady Midnight Arthur was seen kinda as a burden and really played no role in the blackthorn's life due to him being ill because of the shattering of his mind. It was really empowering to see him sacrifice himself for his family and so incredibly heroic. I have a lot of respect for Arthur and I wish we could've explored him more.

  The blackthorns find out Julian was the one running the institute all along and we get a very touching scene between him and Livvy. Livvy thanks him for everything he has done and even confesses that she wants to be like him when she grows up. This scene really tugs at the heart when we get to the end.     When In faerie Julian finds out the only way to break the parabatai bond is to destroy all other existing bonds as well. Of course Emma is horrified and is against the idea however I feel like with Julian falling down the anti hero path that this might come into play next book? We know Julian will do whatever it takes to protect those he loves and to get his way ... I mean he literally threatened the unseelie king.    Let's talk about dru. Throughout this whole book dru has been cared aside and bossed around to look after tavvy and it was so infuriating to read. It was exciting to finally read from her POV and to read her interaction with Jamie. If I'm being honest, i kinda ship it? I mean I think the age difference is about 3 years? I think I just like the idea of dru having a love interest tbh. Dru stumbles across Jamie's family heirloom that he's trying to keep hidden from Zara and she's transported to faerie where she meets a young 13 year old boy wITH WHITE HAIR AND GREEN EYES. On top of that he's wearing a crown. Ash, the boy, is fae royalty. I'm sorry but there is no way that this isn't Sebastian and the seelie queen's son. I feel like ash will have a greater role it TWP. The top secret mission in faerie that jace and clary are on probably is about him.

   It was hard reading about how distant Julian and Emma were in the beginning but it was so rewarding in the end to see them gradually get back to how they once were and for finally everything to be out in the open.    RANDOM BUT LETS TALK ABOUT DIANA. I fucking love Diana and her backstory finally coming into the light was such a relief. I thought she was a possible vilain but to find out she's actually transgender and the sole purpose of her not taking over the institute is because she fears the clave finding out about her seeking mundane medicine makes so much sense. Also, her romance with gwyn is adorable. I'm so happy Cassandra included a trans character and i hope more will follow! It's amazing to have rep out there!

   We know that Malcom helped the unseelie king to create blights in idris along with canceling out shadowhunter magic in his court. Could the unseelie king also be the reason as to why Magnus and Tessa are becoming ill? Speaking of Magnus, in the end right before the council meeting magnus falls unconscious due to his powers depleting. Because of this Magnus is unable to be present at the meeting and therefore he is unable to stop the madness that descends. The cohorts are disgusted by Annabel and they enforce the mortal sword on her to see if she speaks the truth about Malcolm's death. Not only is she traumatized by the sword because in her past life she was tortured by it, but the onslaught of insults from the cohorts triggers her. Everything becomes out of hand and in an attempt to take the sword from Annabel, Robert lightwood is killed. In that moment I was so shock. I could only think about the poster he has hanging in his office of Alec and it broke my heart especially when Alec was cradling his lifeless body, begging for him to wake up. They finally had a good relationship and that was ripped from them. Also now that Robert lightwood is dead, the only person who could possibly help them with their parabatai situation, What will happen now? Will they still try to seek help or will they try to manage on their own? Annabel turns on Julian because he failed to keep his promise and instantly begins to attack. Livvy, hurtles a sword to Julian to help aid him in and in the process she is killed by Annabel. The moments following that I could not even comprehend what was happening. Her last words were Ty's name, and ty seeing his sister impaled at the heart, falls to the floor.

"Ty? Ty, I-"

"In the aisle of the council hall, ty looked up, his face turning the color of ashes. --his hands flew to his chest, pressing over his heart. He pitched to his knees, soundlessly, just as Livvy had, and crumpled to the ground."

"Julian made a nose. It was a nose emma couldn't have described."

"Livvy, my baby, please, sweetheart, open your eyes, it's Jules, I'm here for you, I'm always here for you."

"Julian, Julian carry me."

It's a bold move to kill a major character as big as Livvy and I definitely applaud Cassandra for taking the risk however it hurts considerably. We know the black book can rise people from the dead and i worry now that Julian will try to use it to bring back Livvy. It's been done before aka Jesse blackthorn and in Lady Midnight Julian made a comment about how if it was Emma and he was in Malcolm's position he probably would try to bring her back. Also, now that Robert lightwood can't help them I feel like they won't go through with the exile thing and the curse will progress and eventually consume Julian especially because he'll be going through so much grief. My theory is that if Cortana can strike the black book,  kill an immortal being, and shatter the mortal sword then it can definitely break the parabatai bond. Back to Livvy's death, I'm not ready for what will follow. Julian will blame himself for pushing Annabel too far and ty will blame himself because he left the letter to Annabel. It hurts my heart that on the eve of all the blackthorns finally being reunited with helene that Livvy was tragically taken from that. The blackthorns have lost so much I cannot even predict how they will cope with the loss. Enraged by livvy's death, Emma strikes at Annabel however Annabel disappears into a mist and left behind is the symbol of the unseelie king. So now the seelie king has Annabel who is the sole person who knows where the black book is. Now that she's angry with the clave will she let him use the black book again the shadowhunters? So much is left up in the air I simply cannot even articulate how I feel. I'm sure this review is all over the place but as you can tell, I am in shambles. Annabel is gone, Livvy and Robert were murdered, the mortal sword shattered, and now the cohorts are probably in a position of greater power. Everything that could've possibly gone wrong DID happen and now I can't even begin to theorize what will become of this horrific aftermath.  

Overall, Lord of Shadows is Cassandra Clare's best work thus far. She has grown so much since City of Bones and it's so incredible how she's able to create such intricate plot lines and Characters. I cannot even believe we have to wait two years for the last book in TDA but at least we FINALLY get the first book in TLH next year. Cassandra Clare recently confirmed at bookcon that the main trio in TWP will be Ty, Kit, and Dru. I'm happy dru is finally being acknowledged however I'm saddened that it came with a price.  

My main theories for the next book are (to be updated):

•Confirmation that ash is Sebastian's child

The curse consuming Julian and Emma severs the bond by stabbing him where his parabatai rune in an attempt to stop him

Julian trying to resurrect Livvy

A cohort trying to seize the inquisitor's position

Cortana possibly being confiscated because it shattered the mortal sword

rating // ★★★★★

[marcusssanderson]

50 Long Distance Relationship Quotes On Making It Work

Our latest collection of long distance relationship quotes that will help you make it work.

Although many people might believe that long distance relationships are never going to work, the distance can actually make your relationship better.

Having the time to miss your loved one will make you remember why you loved them in the first place. Studies have even shown that couples who live apart tend to have the same or more satisfaction in their relationships than couples who are geographically close.

Granted, the extra distance might make things complicated. But by being apart, you can develop higher levels of dedication to your relationship and have fewer feelings of being trapped.

If you are committed to making it work, you will improve your chances of a healthy, lasting love.

To help you keep your love alive and strong, here is our collection of inspirational, wise, and uplifting long distance relationship quotes, long distance relationship sayings, and long distance relationship proverbs, collected from a variety of sources over the years.

Long distance relationship quotes about making it work

1.) “Love is missing someone whenever you’re apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you’re close in heart.”– Kay Knudsen

2.) “I fell in love with her when we were together, then fell deeper in love in the years we were apart.” – Nicholas Sparks

3.) “But I must admit, I miss you quite terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby.” – Lemony Snicket

4.) “The ocean separates lands, not souls.” – Munia Khan

5.) “Absence sharpens love, presence strengthens it.”– Thomas Fuller

6.) “I don’t cry because we’ve been separated by distance, and for a matter of years. Why? Because for as long as we share the same sky and breathe the same air, we’re still together.” – Donna Lynn Hope

7.) “You don’t develop courage by being happy in your relationships every day. You develop it by surviving difficult times and challenging adversity.” – Epicurus

8.) “She affected me, even when she was absent.” – Shannon A. Thompson

9.) “The scary thing about distance is you don’t know whether they’ll miss you or forget you.”― The Notebook

10.) “Love will travel as far as you let it. It has no limits.”—Dee King

Long distance relationship quotes to brighten you up

11.) “I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart).” – E.E. Cummings

12.) “I miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal.” – Vita Sackville-West

13.) “I exist in two places, here and where you are.” – Margaret Atwood

14.) “Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction.” – Saint-Exupery

15.) “You’re too far for my hands to hold you, but too near for my heart to love you.” – Heraline

16.) “Being close is the first and last desire of lovers, but being far and loving each other without an inch’s difference is the characteristic of real love.“ – Senora Ray

17.) “The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart.” – Helen Keller

18.) “Distance isn’t a big factor in a relationship. Communication is. But most of all commitment is the most important one.” — Unknown

19.) “When two souls are one, they hear each other, even in silence.”― Matshona Dhliwayo

20.) “A thing is mighty big when time and distance cannot shrink it.”—Zora Neale Hurston

Quotes about long distance relationships

21.) “I found that I missed him the more he was absent from my life, and the more I missed him, the more I loved him.” – Donna Lynn Hope

22.) “Our lives were now worlds apart, separated by time, circumstance, and the unbridgeable chasm of money.”– Travis Luedke

23.) “I believe in the immeasurable power of love; that true love can endure any circumstance and reach across any distance.”—Steve Maraboli

24.) “Close together or far apart; you’re forever in my heart.”– Harry Styles

25.) “If you found that one person who is really worth the sacrifices, pain, and hardships then your efforts will not go to waste.” – Anna Agoncillo

26.) “If distance were measured in terms of the heart we’d never be more than a minute apart.” – Unknown

27.) “Can miles truly separate? If you want to be with someone you love, aren’t you already there?“ – Richard Bach

28.) “Absence is to love as wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small and kindles the great.” – Roger de Bussy-Rabutin

29.) “Once trust is built, distance cannot kill it. Time and space alone cannot destroy authentic connection.”―Vironika Tugaleva

30.) “Like a wave out on the ocean I will always come right back to you.”—Hunter Hayes

Long distance relationship quotes to keep you positive

31.) “In true love, the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.” – Hans Nouwens

32.) “When your absence is felt, your presence is the essence and it makes a difference.” – Michael Bassey Johnson

33.) “Distance simply means separation in place but never in connections. Heart remains inseparable.”― DhelChen

34.) “The simple lack of her is more to me than others’ presence.”– Edward Thomas

35.) “Love is what you’ve been through with somebody.” – James Thurber

36.) “Missing someone can hurt. But when you know they are yours forever, negativity it helps avert.” – Trishna Damodar

37.) “The distance may be far and wide but my heart can cover them all. The space between us is so much more but you should know that I love you so!“ – Linda Roy

38.) “If you listen to the wind very carefully, you’ll be able to hear me whisper my love for you.” – Andrew Davidson

39.) “Distance matters only when you fail to cover it through your mind”― Munia Khan

40.) “Missing someone gets easier every day because even though you get one day further from the last time you saw them, you are one day closer to the next time you will see them.”—Mark Ebert

More long distance relationship quotes

41.) “No matter where I am, no matter where I go, your heart is my northern light, I will always find my way home.“ –Michael Kilby

42.) “In many ways, the art of love is largely the art of persistence.” – Albert Ellis

43.) “Your absence has not taught me how to be alone, it merely has shown that when together we cast a single shadow on the wall.” – Doug Fetherling

44.) “Distance means so little when someone means so much.”– Tom McNeal

45.) “If love cannot stand the test of time, then it has failed the test of love.” – Bernard Byer

46.) “My heart is your home, wherever in the world you are – you will always have a place to stay.” – K.A. Hill

47.) “Love knows not distance; it hath no continent; its eyes are for the stars.“ – Gilbert Parker

48.) “The Pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.” – Charles Dickens

49.) “It’s been a year and 3 months since we’ve kissed, and I rather have the ghost of his mouth on my lips than kiss anyone else.”― Alishah Khan

50.) “There are no goodbyes for us. Wherever you are, you will always be in my heart.”—Gandhi

Which of these long distance relationship quotes was your favorite?

Long distance relationships may be tough but through this experience, the both of you will be bound together even stronger. Instead of letting the extra distance pull you apart, you should view it as a learning curve for the both of you.

There are many happy couples who are in long distance relationships and according to some experts, it’s healthy for a relationship to begin when two people live in different places. Hopefully, these long distance relationship quotes will improve your chances of a healthy, lasting love.

Did you enjoy these long distance relationship quotes? Which of the quotes was your favorite? We would love to hear all about it in the comment section below.

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