#and theyre NOT DATING EACHOTHER they all consider eachother cousins :)

[kalopsic-lagomorph]

didnt like the ^2 kids so. Y'know

[the-whispers-of-death]

i dont think i could handle angst right now if i tried. so.

imagining just little moments on the ranch. or in the other aus to cope

imagining the way mārīte and katie lit up when they realized they're soulmates, despite already online dating before ever meeting each other. its an incredible coincidence the string connected them in the end

imagining sylvester still baking for everyone, despite being unable to enjoy the products for himself. it makes his family happy, so it makes him happy

imagining butcher and how fiercely protective he is, how unafraid he is to protect what's his. and that label slowly extending to kali, heatthrob, and stone, the longer they live together. he may not look it, but the werewolf genes are still carried within him. and its making his pack instincts strong, and the urge to protect them even worse

thinking of how, despite being an absolute hermit and anxious nightmare, charlie is still loved by kali. thinking about how ridiculously full of love he is for everyone. despite charlie basically considering himself unlovable. and how kali proves it wrong every damn day

imagining, how whole and just blissed out stone mustve felt when, in the red string au, he meets his other soulmate. how *right* and *good* it feels to have both of them in his arms. how, just in those moments, everything is alright. and how nothing else matters

imagining grim reaper stone getting better overtime as he stays with sylvester and heartthrob. how soft he gets and how his walls get torn down brick by brick. how none of them look at him with fear, how sammy likes playing with him, or rattling on to him about whatever. how he's become a steady presence at home for sammy. how he really is at home 24/7

thinking of the quiet, tired small talk cyborg!stone, cyborg!butcher and mechanic!sylvester make when theyre all late in the workshop. how both of them are basically counting down the seconds, waiting for sylvester to crash, so he can be taken upstairs and to bed.

thinking of how frost, blackout and hellstorm (and bear) all probably work together to make sure katie and rosemary are safe. so that they themselves are safe. thinking of katie who really isnt afraid of any of them, who got used to them (albeit reluctantly) after the "adoption"

imagining firefighter!dominic, who comes home to simba, holding another bouquet of flowers, and just says he doesnt *need* to send him them anymore. how they're together, how he can just give them to him himself.

thinking of ainārs and hellstorm helping eachother warm up their voices and throats before going live. how theyre preparing for talking for, possibly, hours at a time. how theres an intricate system which develops overtime, when one can tell the other is getting tired and "takes over" the conversation for the show, so a little few minute break can be had

Them, them, them, them!!

Thinking about all of them in one place, even those who don't even pop up regularly just chilling and being together. The rather big family they all created, some biological and some just being found family.

Thinking about all of the cousins, all of them unofficially cousins, laughing and goofing around together.

Ugh, I love them.

[jackiearbs]

things that are slept on in simon vs the homosapiens agenda // leah on the offbeat by becky albertalli

1. bram and garrett’s friendship.

“greenfeld made me see it three times.” (when garrett supported bram’s crush on simon)

the scene in svtha when leah leaves the lunch table and simon thinks bram has a crush on leah but it’s garrett (the FORESHADOWING)

when bram starts inviting leah places to get garrett closer to her

the way that theyre always together

the way they are best friends whipped for another set of best friends

⬆️ “EYES ON THE BALL, GREENFELD” when bram was hardcore GRINNING at simon when he’s in the middle of a soccer game and garrett was doing the same thing to leah

⬆️they are both so gone

the way they both definitely gush to eachother about their crushes

when bram wants to get to school early to see the show and garrett says “greenfeld just wants to get a good view of his boyfriend’s ass” and bram did NOT disagree with him

the way bram probably realized he’s gonna have to deal with a heartbroken garrett when he saw abby and leah but supported them nonetheless

2. cal and nora’s relationship

the way we were served with their cute lil hug idk it warms my heart🥺

when leah said cal has a type because he liked both simon and nora KDJDLSH

3. bram in GENERAL

like the boy is so hopelessly in love with simon and we are not talking about it

the promposal ¿? like the lengths he went to ask his ALREADY boyfriend to the prom

the way he didn’t mind simon going to the college he loved

the way he is always asking about simon

the way he immediately recognized simon’s fanfiction when leah and abby couldn’t find it

no one ever talks about the pining. like he liked simon for so much longer than simon liked him and it was probably so painful for him

the way he was only shy around simon (that’s why it’s so weird to have so much dialogue from him in leah, i was kinda thrown off that he wasn’t overall shy)

the way he was turned all the way around to watch the door at the talent show to see when simon was coming

the way that he’s an actual jock. like sometimes i forget that he dresses like a girl during halloween with the other varsity players and is very very athletic and does silly dances with his team

the way that he went to see simon three times in the play before he even confessed

the way he bought a shirt of simons favorite band and gave it to him with a note and his number in it, the hopeless romantic

the way he’s entranced by a single text message from simon, let alone anything else

the way he was so quick to support abby and leah and leaving his (asshole) teammate in the dirt

the way he’s so quick to pick up how simon writes and how he talks

the way he leaves a seat for simon whenever they’re together in a group

the way he flinched when abby said something about black people getting treated worse, like he knows

4. all of the hidden clues that were written in the books

in svtha, leah’s hatred for abby (which was projected towards simon in the end) was not actual hatred. according to the leah timeline, she still had a crush on her.

in leah on the offbeat, abby’s cousins were briefly mentioned. in the next book, they are the main characters.

in svtha, albertalli made it known that whenever the group was together, the only person simon would ever describe was bram, even if bram was already introduced to the reader. in literally every situation (everytime he called bram cute and then said he was cheating on bram i would literally scream at the book like “he is blue, dumb bitch!”) bram was the only person described in detail of more than a sentence

the way leah stood up to abby, before even realizing she had a crush on her, to her lifelong best friend and not talking to her anymore

the way abby didn’t even break up with nick because of the long-distance, she just broke up with him because she liked leah

⬆️the way that leah knew that too. she knew that they weren’t the perfect couple

5. this isn’t really slept on, but the side plot of simon and bram in leah on the offbeat

the way bram is always planning to do something for simon

simon being too afraid to talk to him about college after what happened to nick and abby

the way bram assured him that they’ll be okay and made plans so that they didn’t feel too far apart

the way that they’ve been dating for over a year at the end of leah and they kept making each other smile over sweet little nothings and how they’re so in love

the way they are holding each other at the end of the prom scene

the dumbass gays™️ finding the dumbass bisexuals and simon being shell shocked when bram was shocked but not surprised

the way they are both described when they receive texts from each other (like they become completely detached from the world around them)

dumbass gays™️ smiling at each other when they’re doing something

the way simon becomes so focused on bram when they’re doing something in a crowd and vise versa

6. abby’s feelings. this is a big one

yes, a lot of the plot was how she was feeling after her and nick’s breakup but it was always about leah when they were fighting and never abby

she was always the support and it was never taken into consideration that leah fucked up too. it annoyed me honestly

like during every fight they had it was just leah yelling at her and abby just apologizing and still never getting it right

like leah was always the one to storm off, abby always stayed

abby literally came out to leah and leah was too selfish to even consider her

(they were so cute by the end though, they became so unproblematic)

the way abby’s feelings were never taken into consideration when leah would storm off on her (i know it was literally narrated by leah but you know)

⬆️the way she felt like she had to be perfect played into that because she never wanted to show herself being upset about something

bram and simon are my favorites, can you tell?

[anastasiaskarsgard]

Meeting Roman Godfrey

Chapter 2

Warning: cursing.

Author notes: establishing these two dynamic. The calm before the storm if you will. Lol.

“I can honestly say that I’m jealous.” Roman mumbled as he stared in wonder at myr Uncles’ home. Walking around touching the original furnishings, and admiring the extensive art collection that was everywhere you looked, in some form or another.

My uncles home had been designed by famous architect frank lloyd wright and was dramatically built on top of a waterfall, giving it the suitable name of “Falling Water”. It was as famous for its genius design, as it was for being owned by a reclusive antisocial billionaire that didn’t allow journalists, photographers, architects or anyone for that matter near the home, let alone photograph it.

I think, the waterfall is annoying,the kitchen impractical,pretty much had no storage space, was constantly in need of some major renovation or repair, and was as close to living in a fish bowl you could get. I’d never admit any of those things out loud, because it truly was beautiful, but deep down I hated living in the famous home.

“I’m just shocked you drove all the way out here. I figured for sure you’d see how far it was and be like pass.” I said trying to draw some attention from the home.

“He recognized the address.” I spun around to find my Uncle standing by one of the homes many staircases.”hello Godfrey. I bet you’re beside yourself to finally have a look inside.”

“Absolutely, sir. It’s an absolute honor to be in your home.” Roman said politely.

I looked at him incredulously. He was known for being a pain in the ass and a brat, but maybe he was just smart and chose his battles. My uncle was as famous for being an asshole as he was for being a genius, but it seemed as though they knew eachother. “So I guess you two know eachother?” i asked. 

“Since i can remember. your Uncle loves to tell me to go fuck myself on the regular. Well not since I tried to buy this house right before....” Romn trailed off as he seemed to get lost in some distant memory...

“What happened to your cousin Letha?” My uncle asked. Strange for him to even ask personal questions, let alone remember names (even if it was my name too)

“Uncle! It might be polite to ask him how he is first...” I huffed.

“I dont care about his emotional state. I care about how a perfectly strong healthy girl died so suddenly and then it just went away.” he analyzed Romans reaction, but there was none. my Uncle liked to test people.

“brain or blood vessel burst in child labor. I was there. So much blood... then she was gone.

“Uncle!!! Are you seriously...”

“No need to defend me Letha.” Roman interjected with a pleasant smile, “your Uncle is one of my favorite people.”

“Did I ever tell you how not just one, but two women ended up with your terrible name?” he asked me with one of his mischevious smiles. “in Greek it translates to forgetful, and considering you’re not forgetful in the least its ironic. Marie and your mother both hated Olivia, and bonded over that mutual hate. Marie was so taken by your others charms, she named Letha after you the following day.”

I looked over to Roman and he was staring into me. i glanced away to my Uncle, who was watching Roman wth a strange smile on his face. He was acting kind of strange, even for him. I’d better get Roman out of here before he hates me. 

“. Come on out here with me and we can chat you two. Letha grab me a ginger ale and get Roman a water since he’s driving.” my Uncle ordered.

I agreed and hurried to the kitchen and watched in curiosity as the two notoriously difficult business tycoons seemed to be enjoying one another  out on the terrace.

I hadn’t planned on inviting Roman in, but he had been so obviously enamored by the famous home, that i couldn’t refuse when he’d politely asked to see it. Normally a guy asking to see inside was a question with shady intentions, but the pure wonder on his face had proven otherwise.

Now i didn’t even know what to think about my Uncle being his version of kind to Roman. Uncle hated visitors. I wasn’t totally sure how much he liked me even. I felt like I was in some alternate reality 

I grabbed the drinks, put them on this fancy tray and carried them out to the terrace. It was just nearly dusk and this was one of the prettiest times to see the house, when it was all lit up like a lone lantern in the thick forest with the dramatic waterfalls, and otherworldly feel. 

It was kind of silly that the house was the view, instead of the house having a view. And ironically, the house was so hidden away on 1700 acres up a long winding road, behind a massive gate, with full time security, that nobody really ever got to view it.. Uncle has grown tired of people just showing up or seeing flashes in the woods, so he hired this crazy security company to keep everyone out and monitor all the borders. Hardly anyone ever made it thru now. It was private, but extremely isolated and lonely.

“I’m surprised you’d take interest in Letha.” My uncle said, eyes narrowing obviously oblivious I was right behind them. I held my breath and didn’t move a muscle. I wanted to hear this.

“Why? She’s a beautiful girl.” Roman chuckled.

My heart warmed and stomach fluttered a bit. OH HELL NO Letha. Keep that shit in check.Hes gorgeous, and tall, and sexy, and charmng, and smelled nice, and could hold his own with your uncle, but hes also famous for bedding every woman in his path.... 

“Frankly her breasts are too big for my taste, they seem like a handicap more than an asset, but that’s trivial and shallow. She’s too smart and she doesn’t listen for shit.”

“I had noticed that actually...” Roman said thoughtfully.

“Which part?”

“All of it.”

I cleared my throat, so I didnt hear anything else wrong with me. “Drinks guys.”

Roman hopped up to help me but I signaled him to sit, as I served them their beverages. I could feel his eyes on me, but was careful not to look at him and notice.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” My uncle said. I was gonna punch him in the face, hes such an ass! god I love him.

I burst out laughing and looked at Roman who was 3 shades redder and forcing an uncomfortable smile.He isnt that cool, he does get embarrassed, thats better.

My Uncle started to laugh but winced. “Ouch. Shit. Fucking neck.” He cursed as he was reminded laughing wasn’t allowed yet. He hardly ever did laugh so it wasn’t really an issue normally.

“You’re my favorite person in the world Uncle.” I meant it too. He’s always been there for me, and when I heard he’d hurt himself and may need my help, I dropped everything, hopped in my car and drove the nearly 3000 miles to his house.

It’d taken nearly a whole day to get permission to pass the guards. They were new and usually my uncle came to see me. I’d only been to this house one time when I had graduated high school more than a few years ago. With me going to University, my uncle no longer had to live in the city, so he came here.. Something about the house and town was unsettling to me.

“Well considering the competition, it’s not much of a compliment.” My uncle said dryly. “One day you two should compare notes and see which one of your mothers is the more despicable creature.”

“Is it ok if I take Roman on a little nature walk so he can see the house in all its glory?”

“Go ahead. I’m gonna go to sleep shortly but no hanky panky you two.” He said with a mischievous grin.

Now it was my turn to be red. I turned to Roman and he was already up by my side. I took his hand and walked to the floating stairs that led to the ground floor. I was sure to walk slowly so he could take in all the house had to offer.

“Beautiful.” Roman said under his breath.

“Oh my gosh I know! Can you believe they built this out in the middle of nowhere in 1935? Can you imagine? And it hasn’t been cheap or easy keeping it perfect like this. A few years ago they had to rip half the house apart and reinforce it because the terraces were sagging. Uncle spent like 11 million dollars that time on engineers and architects and materials. He was not letting it go, and I don’t even think the whole house is worth that, but when he likes something, not hell nor high water can change his mind.”

“I wasn’t talking about the house, although good to know.” He smiled at me almost shyly.

“Are you trying to be adorable? You aren’t shy, and yet you’re acting almost sweet.”

“You’re so weird. You just spit out whatever you’re thinking don’t you?” Roman challenged me. Super cocky confident Roman returning.

“Omg you’re a peacock. Look at you preening about, puffing up your chest.”

“A peacock? Really? What does that make you?”

I had to think about that for a moment.”I’d have to go with a honey badger I think.” I said.

Roman choked on his water. I pat him on the back, giving him a moment to catch his breath. “Why is that such a shock?”

“No reason.” He tried to look innocent but I could see thru his shit. “Why did you choose it?”

“Well I’m resourceful, fearless, I don’t listen, I prefer my own company, no one can keep me contained, and snakes don’t intimidate me.”

“Ya?” Roman got very close to me and wrapped his arms around me looking down through long lashes. He oozed sex appeal and I could see how all the girls fell all over him.

I reached up and booped his nose. “Boop.” I giggled hysterically at his facial expression.

“What was that?” He asked confusedly.

“Shut. The. Fuck. Up. No one has ever booped you in the nose? That’s crazy! You have the best looking nose I’ve ever seen.”

“I’ve never gotten that one.”

“Well that’s cuz most women are probably trying to be sexy and mysterious with you. theyre not being themselves. Boop. Ok last one. Sorry. I barely know you, I can’t go booping you all over the place on our first date, you’re a nice Christian boy...” I said sarcastically. I grabbed him by the hand and pulled him along the way. “We are almost there and it’s getting dark. We don’t wanna get eaten out here or have to kill something.”

i looked back and Roman was genuinely smiling. I felt warm all over, I looked t our hands intertwined and was puzzled with the feeeling i felt. i looked back at Roman and he was looking at our hands too...

We walked along in happy silence until we reached the rocks across the lake and waterfalls from the house. I was wearing Converse, but his dress shoes were proving to be less than nature friendly. We finally got up the slick stairs cut into the stone to reach the sitting area, after a lot of effort and laughs. They were the worst shoes for this environment ever.

Upon seeing the house, Roman audibly gasped. He took a few steps ahead and I just admired his profile and form. He really was beautiful. I knew he was going to kiss me before the night was thru. I knew better than to trust this boy, and I knew this was really stupid and I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I was completely enthralled and was going to see it through. I didnt half ass anything, and i wasnt going to start with him.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” Roman said playfully.

My eyes flashed at him trying to tell me what to do. I lowered my head and looked up at him thru my lashes with a sneer.

 “Hey hold on, that’s my trick! We can’t BOTH have intense sexy stares.” he walked over and casually grabbed me around the waist.

“Good thing mine is just evil then.” I said in my best creepy witch voice.

He burst out laughing, eyes shining. It was a genuine laugh. I could tell by the way he instantly tried to control it, that it didn’t happen often.He tried to be so intimidating and serious, but there was a warmth to him, just under the surface.

“You’re a nerd.” He said quietly. 

Oh boy here we go. He’s gonna try this again. My mind was running 1000 miles a minute as I tried to decide whether I was going to let this happen, when all of a sudden it was too late. His lips were on me as he pulled me into a deep embrace. If I was the type to get caught up in a moment, this would be that moment. He smelled amazing, and tasted so sweet. I felt gum in his mouth with my tongue and I snatched it. I pulled away victorious and mock screamed like a roaring crowd, jogging in a circle arms raised.

“You did not just steal my gum.” He beamed at me, chasing me and catching me in his arms before slipping and pulling me down on top of him, wincing at the impact. 

i hovered over him laughing hysterically. “grace and beauty,” i teased. “ No gum is safe when I’m around.” I grabbed his hand and dragged him to his feet and then back to the stairs. “Time to go on the date I have planned for us.”

His eyebrows shot up and he looked genuinely shocked. “You planned out a date?”

“I did. And I have a feeling, you’re going to love it giiiirrrlll!” We both were giggling like school kids as we made our way back to the house.

I looked up to see my Uncle watching us from his terrace, a worried look on his face. That was kind of odd, but this was Roman Godfrey for chrissake.

I obnoxiously kissed my hand with a big “muah!” And threw it at my uncle who ducked like he was really avoiding getting hit.

“You nearly got me that time.” He yelled down to me.

I laughed and waved goodbye as we walked around the house to Romans Mercedes G wagon.

“Do you know why this suv is so expensive?” I asked him.

“It’s a Mercedes.” He said rolling his eyes.

“Although that’s part of it, these are built by hand and take over 40 hours buy two master craftsman to build. They have all the top-of-the-line materials used as well as three locking differentials. It’s the only one in its class with that so it’s superior for off-road Ing especially with the all wheel drive. Add that with superior safety and brand reliability and you have a very expensive, amazing machine. And since you of course have the AMG, you have to add two more craftsman to its build to hand build its engine that’s a mechanical marvel in itself.”

“You know more about my car than me. “ he laughed.

“It’s no big deal, I just never forget something once I’ve read it.”

“Never? I understand your ironic name now”

“Nope. It’s a blessing and a curse. I get it from my Uncle I guess.”

“That’s impressive.” He said sincerely. “I better never lie to you.”

I looked at him and our eyes locked. We stood there eyes locked on one another, neither of us wanting to be the first to look away. A smile crept across his face and i did an exaggerated silly wink.

“You are full of surprises Ms. Letha... what is your last name? Same as your Uncle?

“Nope. My last name is Dahl although I’d love to change it. Not a fan of my father. 

“Oh? Family drama Letha Dahl?’

“You have no idea.” I winked and got in the passenger side before he could reach the door and open it for me. I watched him walk around to the drivers seat and stop to read a message and reply. He scanned thru his phone and slipped it in his pocket. He climbed in and pushed the button to start the car. I went to the navigation and entered the address of our destination and pressed start.

I looked out the window analyzing my thoughts and emotions with scientific precision, first identifying the particular emotions and then assessing where there root was, before filing them away as solved. This was how I regulated thoughts and feelings, so they never got the best of me but this time there were emotions, I had no name for and there was nothing logical about them. I’d dated and even had boyfriends, but I’d never been this absolutely enamored by a man. i felt .... God, what was it?

Roman Godfrey was way cooler than me, but I was smarter, but for the first time in my life, I wasn’t sure if that was an advantage. I had never let emotion take the wheel, but i almost wanted to. I wanted to be lost in this tragic gorgeous boy.