#smitten fools

[idliketobeatree]

you're being silley

[angeart]

soft forehead kisses (1/2) - for ribbon anon <3

[guzhufuren]

Kim looking at Chay in episode 9 (pt. 6/12)

[wulfhalls]

u dont even get it. these shots mean EVERYTHING to me

[huntingrays]

quick valgrace drabble bc jason deserves to be a dramatic bf (as a treat!)

“Leo,” a familiar voice whined from behind Leo.

Leo fought off a smile as he turned his head from his blueprints on his desk to look over at his boyfriend.

Leo often compared his boyfriend – Jason Grace – to a dog. He thought this was a very accurate comparison. However, there wasn’t just one dog breed that could fully capture what Jason was like. Like an onion, Jason had layers.

There were moments when Jason was like a wolf. This made a lot of sense since he was raised by Lupa when he was young. This was a side of him that most people saw.

There were moments when Jason was like a golden retriever. Only Leo and his closest friends got to see this side of him. Leo knew how much of an affectionate dork his boyfriend was, but he was surprised by how much he truly was like a golden retriever once they started dating. He would cling to Leo, follow him around, and would beam whenever he saw Leo enter a room.

Then, there were moments like this that only Leo saw. There were moments when Jason let himself be a silly teenage boy. There were moments when Jason displayed dramaticness that could rival that of a husky.

“What’s up, bro?” Leo asked. He observed Jason’s face with a smile, knowing precisely how he’d react to his boyfriend calling him ‘bro’ as a pet name.

Jason reacted exactly as he always did. He let out a small huff as his nose scrunched up. Leo suppressed a laugh at it. Jason decided to set that aside and let out a long, dramatic sigh. He truly matched the energy that dogs had when they sighed as if they just worked a 9-5.

“Leo, come to bed,” Jason whined, reaching out an arm toward Leo.

Leo shifted so he was sitting sideways in his chair and rested his arms over the back of it. Leo rarely got to see dramatic Jason Grace so he’d take his time to relish in it and tease him. “Can’t it wait? I’m very busy right now.”

Jason scowled, a pout threatening to form on his very kissable lips. “I’m your boyfriend. I’m the most important thing in your life, so I should come first.”

Leo couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out of his throat at that. He knew that Jason tended to doubt himself and his importance to his friends and lover, so he was glad he could bring it up in moments like these, even if it was to be dramatic and clingy.

“Well, you’re right about that,” Leo said with a teasing lilt in voice. “But you’re always telling me I need to focus on my work more. Now you’re trying to get me to stop because of what you want? You’re a horrible influence, Grace.”

“That doesn’t apply now,” Jason replied with a small huff. “You’ve been working for so long,” it’s been ten minutes, “and I want to cuddle with my boyfriend. You can stop working for a cuddle break. Besides, this is more important and urgent. If you don’t cuddle with me, I will shrivel up and die. Do you want me to die, Valdez?”

“You’ll die?” Leo asked with a laugh. He reached over to his desk to set his pencil down. “I don’t think that’s scientifically possible.”

“It is,” Jason replied huffily. “It’s been medically proven that if you don’t cuddle with your boyfriend when he’s in desperate need of cuddles, then he will die. You can ask Will, he will say I’m right. You have to give me my medically required cuddles before I die.”

It was crazy how a seventeen-year-old boy who was over six feet tall, muscular, and once beat a titan with his bare hands could look so cute. When he saw Jason like this, he felt a thrill of pride and possessiveness that only he got to see him like this. He was the only one who experienced his playful, dramatic side and got to witness the slight pout on his lips or the way he whined for attention.

With a small chuckle, Leo finally stood up and walked over to the bed. “Of course, 'cause Will would never lie about that. Well, I guess I’ll cuddle with you to heal you. It’d be so inconvenient to have to get a new boyfriend. I’m far too lazy for that.”

Jason seemed too happy at the prospect of cuddles to be annoyed by Leo’s comment. He held up the blanket enough for Leo to climb over the covers with him. Leo did just that. Once he was close, Jason wrapped his arms around him and pulled him close.

“I love you,” Jason told him, nothing but pure affection and adoration in his voice.

”I know,” Leo replied, laughing and amusement in his voice.

Jason pouted. Leo couldn’t have that so he leaned in, kissing him. They had a lot of kisses over their relationship, but these were Leo’s favorites. It was sweet, slow, and full of all the love they had for each other. Leo made sure he showed through the kiss just how much he loved Jason, how much he meant to him.

When he pulled away, he cupped Jason’s cheeks, looking into those beautiful blue eyes. “I love you too.” Even if he showed Jason how much he loved him, he liked to be an overachiever at times. He wouldn’t pass up an opportunity to both show and tell Jason that he loved him.

Leo was terrible at remembering things. Thanks to his ADHD, he had both a terrible attention span and an awful memory. He could meet someone new and forget their name within five minutes. He could remember something insignificant like what types were strong against others in Pokemon but forget the date of an upcoming important exam. Leo’s memory was shit.

However, he knew he’d remember the smile that Jason gave him for the rest of his life.

[mr-stottlemonk]

the way stottlemeyer looks at monk every damn time. you ever be so in love it makes you look like a damn smitten fool.

[dykesynthezoid]

I think my bestie who I’ve been trying to get into iwtv now objectively knows more about the rpf goings on than the plot of the actual show. This is the power we hold, people

[wysteriaisapenguin]

Say what you will about Voice of the Smitten being a simp, because I'm a simp for the Smitten

He respects women and is filled with unconditional love! How can I not fall for a silly gentleman like that???

[finalexpenses]

i will forever think about my deconstructed damsel chapter 3 idea . god it could have been so good

[crumbsssscookie]

Quick return back to the prema arc (mainly because I just watched the food challenge video for old times sake) but imagine being Oscar there. An old childhood friend you haven't really connected with for a while shows up, knows all of the questions about you, knocks you off your feet with love, and now you have to feed them snacks while she's blindfolded.

Notable moments:

-Logan fussing over her hair, Oscar laughing saying her hair isn't ruined

-Oscar adjusting the lobster bib Prema forced Logan and Fred to wear

-Oscar hand feeding Logan a tangerine that gets juice all over them - also Logan not knowing the difference between an orange and a tangerine

-Oscar jumping to take a food item that Logan finds gross

-OSCAR FEEDING LOGAN A BUNCH OF MARSHMALLOWS UNTIL SHE CANT BREATHE

Oscar definitely blushes so badly when Prema tells them what they're filming, and it's made even worse given how excited Logan is for it. Just teenage boy forced to be so up close and personal with their brand new crush shenanigans. Fred really does deserve to sue these two for emotional damages.

(And because I'm me- Nico and Jensen one day seeing snippets of this and both texting Mark to get his boy in line)

🩵

OMG, YES, I also have thoughts about the Drivers vs. Italian vid, but first the food challenge! While Oscar is on the verge of coming untouched by now, Logan's unfazed because they did goofy stuff like this all the time in her past life.

the fussing over hair would 100% happen again, also Oscar laughing but being on the brink of tears because he get's a sniff of Logan's shampoo (it's coconut)

With the lobster bib, Logan wouldn't think twice about it. Meanwhile Oscar letting his fingers linger just a little bit too long and struggling to keep his cool because, like, why was he compelled to do that und why did it feel so intimate? (also this bit being the reason Nico and Jense freak out)

The bit with the tangerine would be downright pornografic from Oscars POV

The marshmallows, pure chaos. That's the point where Oscar realizes that Logan is absolutely fine with him touching her and joking around with him, so he overshoots a bit 🤭 Fred, in the background, not really being able to interpret the accompanying noices, wondering if he should let them be or step in and save them from doing something they would regret

WHEN LOGAN CATEGORICALLY DENIES TRYING THE BEANS?! Oscar, can't be helped to play knight in shining armor. He HAS to protect his woman!

Bonus

Oscar pulling up his pants on a regular basis (like he has forgotten to wear a belt) in the OG video. This time it's to discreetly hide the fact that he's half hard by the end of the shoot and thanking the high heavens that he decided to wear black pants that morning

Now for the drivers vs. italian

Logan having picked up enough italian words to say for real this time that she is practically fluent, so she's actually quite good and helping Oscar with the words (bc let's face it, Fred was mentally checked out at that point). But at some point she looses paitience and solves the "You can't command the heart" one on her own and Oscar turns red like a tomato because it just describes the whole week he's had. And later when a couple of sentences contain the word wife, he also sports a little blush.

Also Oscar's brain short-circuiting bc Logan speaks Italian

Edit: I completely forgot, I wanted to add a picture of Prema aged girl!Logan 👀

[guzhufuren]

Kim looking at Chay in episode 7 (pt. 3/11)

[angeltism]

ok so . mu.u,, I swear she was sooo pretty and her hands were so soft and she always smelled like lemons but nawt overbearingly and before things got bad she was really nice ? like in her own way . but she had gifted me this little charm I kept on my bag at all times until she started bullying me lmao . but christ she was beautiful and breathtaking and she'd have little gems on her nails . tiny ones . nothing too flashy but still . and I remember her hugging me , a while before everything happened , and I remember how happy I was ???

[topsee-turvee]

Big first date tomorrow. Will either puke or kiss we shall find out!!!

[its-tea-time-darling]

↳The Scorch Trials (2015) but I make it about Newteresa. (1/?) // do you see how HE lokks at HER and then looks AWAY and then SHE looks at him and they don’t know the OTHER just looked at them and HRrnnnGHHHHHHHH //

If there's one thing I know about that girl, it's that she can take care of herself.

[mr-stottlemonk]

sharona playing hard to get with the captain on monk's behalf is the funniest thing.

[dragonedged-if]

Winner Of The Poll 2

So I'm confused to which one I will write a snippet due to Lucian and Variel are tied.

Using a wheel and spinning it, the arrow landed on Lucian.

But don't worry I will write next Variel and lastly Lucas.

Now let's try it this one in the POV of Lucian but as a plotwist the hickey is just a prank. 😉😉

A prank that turned into a complicated mess.

So I hoped you guys enjoyed this snippet.

(Lucian's POV)

The sun blasting it's rays through the castle's windows, showing dust dancing in the air.

"Achoo!" rubbing your nose and snorting, wetting your chapped lips.

Rubbing your eyes and shaking your head, fighting the urge to close your heavy eyes.

Walking through the castle hallways each steps heavy and dragging, your mind and body screaming at you to get back to bed.

There is parts of you to go back to sleep for another couple of hours but you dread the dreams that will haunt you the moment you drift off to sleep.

Slapping your cheek weekly, adjusting your attire and hugging yourself closely.

Your shoes, echoing through the empty hallways, stopping and head looking to the left and right, eyes scanning for any sign of life.

Shrugging your shoulders and continuing on your journey, from afar you recognized the brown oaken door.

Judging by the looks of it you can say that the wood is very old and needs of a polish evident by the lack of color.

Slowly reaching for the handle feeling it's cool metal on your skin, twisting it and hearing the lock came undone.

You peered through the open hole you made, honestly you preferred to be alone right now, wanting to enjoy the peace and silence.

Entering like a thief in the night and closing the door gently hearing the locks clicked.

Breathing in the air and closing your eyes, savoring each quiet and wishing for it to not end.

Then your mind started to play a tune that you use to hear when watching the mortals, body swaying to the tone in your mind.

Arms moving and hips bouncing, feet's sliding on the cobblestone floor and gliding towards the sink.

Grapping the pot and putting some water on it feeling the chilling cold on your caramel skin, your mind starting to come alive.

Then spinning around and dropping the pot on the woods, plucking a match from the cupboard and dragging it on the wooden surface.

Fire coming to alive and it's flames dancing, then throwing it on the woods setting ablaze in an instant.

"Nice moves!" a voice cuts through the air like knife through butter.

You spun around and crossing your arms, eyeing the floor below you and wishing it swallow you whole, away from this embarrassment.

Leaning your weight on the sink and playing it cool, mouth shut and not looking at the person. Seconds come by and the palpable deafening silence is maddening.

Thankfully the intruder speak up, saving you the trouble of opening up. "Is that coffee!" she treks towards the sink, her white dress billowed in the winds.

Still not speaking nor looking at the person, waiting in agony when she will leave you be and let you enjoy your peace.

She grabs a mug made of porcelain and setting it down, then she reached for the pot and pouring the water, steam rising from her mug.

"Lucian, it's very rude to ignore the person that is talking to you!" she grabs a jar and opened it, the smell of grounded coffee beans filling the air.

Sighing in defeat, you stand straight and addressing the person beside you. "I'm sorry for my behavior Clara, is that I'm still not over with what happened yesterday!" you shift in your place uncomfortably, hands becoming moist.

"Oh?" she grabs a spoon and mix her coffee, the brown water spinning around and around like a vortex.

She sits down and smelling her brew, then she raised the mug to her lips. Making your blood boil, she is drinking your coffee.

"So Clara, what do I owe the pleasure?" your voice heavy with annoyance and flashing her a strained smile.

She took another sip of your coffee and licking her lips.

"Clara!" your voice rises and resisting the urge to grab her mug and splash her face with it.

Then she finally looks at you on the eyes, her smile made you squeezy and uneasy.

What is her game?, you grabbed your pants and squezzed it with your sweaty hands.

Then a new figure barged into the room, your heart sunk and feeling that this is the beginning of the end.

Before you came here, you felt something is wrong like some disaster will come your way.

But you wish is a disaster or a catastrophe but now you know the expression of the mortals when they say.

"Why the fates are cruel to me?" your mouth moved on their own accord.

"Lucian, I hoped you don't mind I invited MC for tea!" Clara says in a sing-song voice and her smile turned into something predatory.

"MC! Why of all people it has to be MC?" you vision spinning around and your chest tightening, the air becoming scarce.

Your knees threatening to buckle underneath you until a pair of hands caught you and securing you in their arms.

"You alright?" it ask you in a soothing voice, eyes filled with worry and eyebrows furrowed.

Catching a glimpse of their looks, you recognized those pools of black, clean shaven face and a cute nose.

"Alright?" you answer unsure, transfixed on the sight in front of you.

You and MC stared one another, the world stop spinning for a moment.

Just you and them in this bubble, you moved closer eyeing their lips.

Inch by inch getting closer and closer, until a voice interrupts your moment.

"You two are perfect for each other!" she giggles like a child, voice pitched and hands shaking.

Your cheeks heatened up in embarrassment and removing yourself away from their soft and safe arms.

Then you stand straight and fixed your clothes, gathering your composure and addressing MC.

"I apologize for that MC and I must excuse myself!" bowing your head and moving past them, carrying what little dignity you have left.

Opening the door and hurriedly going through it, traversing the hallways and increasing your pace.

Finding a isolated place to collect your thoughts, finally what it feels like a long and exhausting journey you sunk down to your knee's and buried your head inside them.

Screaming in joy and hugging yourself tight, that's the most intimate experience you have with MC, you slammed your fist on the ground and cursing Clara for disturbing the moment.

(Meanwhile Back At The Tea Room)

(Clara's POV)

"That was hot!" you looked at the door where Lucian rushed into.

Holding the spoon and spinning your cold coffee, watching the waters spinning.

"Clara!" MC calls your attention and standing in front of you.

You tilt your head up and seeing MC looking down on you like a father would when he will give a lecture to his daughter.

"You know that you have to tell him eventually!"

You leaned back on your chair and puffing your cheeks.

"Why do you have to ruin the fun MC?" raising your head defiantly and meeting MC's gaze head on, challenging them to tell you otherwise.

"Because I only agreed to prank him not cause him humiliation!" they cast their arm to the door fast and firm like a whip.

You set your gaze back to the door and started to imagine Lucian on his knees, eyes red and wet and voice hoarse and rasp.

"Fineeeee!" you fling your arms in the air and sinking down on your chair like a wet noodle.

Leave it to MC to be a buzzkill and ruin the fun but you can't help but smirk remembering the details of yesterday.

Lucian is so obvious with his feeling and it would be a shame if you don't take advantage of it.

(Yesterday)

(Clara's POV)

Standing in place, nerves tingling and blood boiling in anticipation.

Hiding behind a tree it's bark rough and prickly on your skin, the birds are chirping above your head.

Taking a peek, slowly leaving the cover of the tree and spotting Lucian talking to a couple of kids.

Jumping up and down and laughing merrily and without a care in the world.

Sometimes you miss what it feels like to be a kid, no responsibilities and just playing all day.

The lush green fields, flowers blooming in their season and you just running amok, wild and free.

But sadly everything has a end and you have to grow up leaving those memories in the past.

"There!" spotting MC walking at the opposite end of the road where Lucian is.

The plan is simple, you ask MC's help to prank Lucian which they accepts readily strange enough.

So using a small cup and heating it up, then placing it on the neck of MC leaving a red spot that looks like a kisser's mark.

The plan set in motion and the pieces moving, all that is left is for it to bear fruit.

Waiting behind a tree bark is agonizing for you, you wish to be in the center of the action but you don't want to ruin the plan, so you settle for watching in a distance instead.

The sun shining brightly on the clear blue sky and it's rays starting to intensify, you plucked your handkerchief from your pocket and dap your sweaty forehead.

(Lucian's POV)

The kids clinging to your arm like a monkey bar and swinging on it.

Being around them gives you great happiness, giving you warmth outrivaling the heat that you feel on your skin.

"More, More!" the kids clings to your legs possessively, looking at you with big eyes and a big smile on their face.

"Alright but this is the last time!" raising one finger and wagging it.

At your words the kids are crestfallen, their heads down, losing the energy they have earlier.

Like you have delivered a terrible news to them, the laughter and smiles were gone in an instant.

"I'm just joking!" you jest, trying to salvage the situation.

"Really?" one kid with blond curly hair looked at you with hopeful eyes.

"Really!"

"Yayyy!" they shout in unison, you covered your ears from their shrieks and screams.

"Look it's MC!" a little girl with caramel hair points behind her, at her words everyone turned around curious.

From a distance, you see MC walking closer and closer towards you, your heart quickening and hands becoming sweaty.

Only this far and you already acting up?

Oh what would happen if they talking to you face to face, you hoped that you will not faint.

But fainting means falling and falling means catching!

Your mind speaks to you, your mouth raises upwards just thinking about the idea.

MC getting much closer now, only a hairs length and they will be in front of you.

"Front of me!" you thought, thinking the prospect to be terrifying.

Looking in front of you and behind you debating either to run or face this head on.

"Lucian!" they shout your name making your stomach flutter, you already heard them call your name before but every time they do it gives you goosebumps and sending chills down your spine.

"MC!" you opened your mouth but no words came out, try as you might it always get stuck in your throat like a itch that wouldn't go away no matter you cough.

"Hey kids!" they kneel down and scratches the head of a boy his hair a mess.

"Stop it!" the boy pushes MC's hands with his little hands and squirming under the weight of MC hand's.

"I will not!"

"MC did you know that Lucian has a crush on you!" a little girl with auburn hair points to you accusingly with her tiny fingers like you're some suspect on trial.

"MC and Lucian sitting under a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" they chant and head swaying to the tune.

Great the kids are selling you out, that what you get for trusting those cute and big eyes, who knew that there is evil hiding on the deepest corners of their hearts.

"I don't have a crush!" you squeak like a mouse caught on a trap, steeling your expression but your flustered face betrays you.

"Liar! the kids laugh at you their tiny voices irritating you.

(MC's POV)

Clenching your jaw and resisting the urge to laugh, you feel your eyes are tearing up.

"MC you alright?" Lucian looked at you, eyes smoldering and studying with a stoic expression.

Then you burst out laughing like a madman, clutching your stomach and putting your foot in front of you to not fall over.

"Ok that's not nice!" Lucian says with a huff, crossing his arms together and stomping his feet on the ground.

Sometime you forget that Lucian is a God because he acts like a child.

"I apolo- apolo-" you shake your head , your laughter so hard you couldn’t get the words out. Holding up a hand, you tried to catch your breath. 

"Pffttt! you burst into laughter once more, holding your stomach tighter and starting to feel pain in your abdomen.

"Ok now that's childish!" he's cheeks swelling in annoyance.

"Is just that a God is being bullied by a couple of kids, now I can scratch that from my bucket list!" you let out a few more laugh and wiping the tears from your eyes, intaking deep airs and exhaling them out.

"Kids I have to borrow Lucian from you moment! you reached for Lucian, at your touched Lucian jumps away like your hand is made out of flames, then he looked at the place where you graze him like he has been burned.

(Lucian's POV)

Their skin grazing on yours, you eyed the location where you felt the weight and pressure of their fingers, ingraining it forever in your memory.

Until of course, you noticed the red spots on MC's neck, the spots looks like rashes but it's circuar and more like of a brusing.

You heard this type of red spot on the mortal plane, leprosy? No it should be white. Is it blight? No that only applies to plants.

You peered deeper into the archives of your mind, the words at the tip of your tongue but can't just put your finger on it.

Then you remembered it like a switch turned on your mind illuminating through the darkness.

"Hickey!" you chuckle to yourself and then spinning to look at the red bruise on MC,

"A HICKEY!" you roared, nostrils flaring and eyeing the red patch like a disease.

"Oh this?" MC touched their marked skin hesitantly, like it's some open wound.

"WHO DID THIS TO YOU?" in a blink of an eye you closed the distance between the two of you.

Putting your hand under the chin of MC and tilting it up, inspecting it like a mother would dressing and cleaning the wounds of her child.

"No one!" they said, their throat reverberating on your fingers.

"MC kiss someone!" a girl with caramel hair exclaims, at her words there is a pandemonium of gasp among the group. the children's eyes filled with horror and face contorts to anger.

MC swat your hand and distancing themselves from you, pinching the bridge of their nose and sighing.

"Can we talk in private Lucian?" they stressed, eyes spelling urgency and offering their hand to you, waiting for you to clasp and go with them.

At first you extend your hand, slowly moving it.

MC watching in earnest, seeing that you agree they opened their hand even more making it enticing.

But for some reason you stopped mid-way, then you withdraw your hand swiftly and placing it on your chest, heart hammering inside you and gasping for air greedily.

Then you turned on your heels and runned away, leaving everyone behind, covering your ears as you ran to not hear MC's voice shouting your name.

Your body wanted to stop and run towards them but you fight the urge, you continued running with no destination in mind.

To you it's already too late, MC belongs to somebody else now evident by the mark on their neck like a brand signaling that they are a property of somebody else.

(Present Time)

(Clara's POV)

"Clara!" a voice hollers your name and drawing you out of your thoughts.

Shaking your head and looking at the person. "Hmmm?" you hum, still dazed from reminiscing.

"Do I have your word that you will tell him the truth?" MC glare is sharp as a knife and jaw shut tight.

"You have my word!" you stand up from your chair, raising your hand extending it to MC.

MC raises their eyebrow, eyeing your hand with apprehension like they are making a deal a with the devil.

"I promised!" you flashed them a smile to make them at ease and jutting your hand towards them like a spear.

MC raised their hand and put it in front of them then they did the most vile thing ever, they pucker their lips and spit on their hand.

The sight made your body shiver in disgust, body leaning back afraid that you might contact some disease.

MC clasp your hand, you feel the sticky phlegm on your palm sticky and spreading, you painfully closed your eyes and shaked hands.

MC lets go of your hands and even though your eyes are closed you can feel and imagine the mucus stretching on your palm like taffy.

Opening your eyes and already regretting it, you lift your hand in the air and shaking it but the saliva stayed in place like glue, pungent smelly glue.

The smell is like swamp water that been left under the sun for a long time, hands reaching for the backrest of the chairs, gripping it with your life and distancing your tainted hand from you.

"Gonna faint?" MC chuckles, pulling the chair in front of you and seating down.

They leaned close, grinning until it reaches their eyes, propping their chin under their hand and watching you suffer.

Your mouth twitching in fury, teeth grinding on teeth, you put you feet behind you and using the chair as leverage you slammed your stained hand in their face and rubbing it all over, not leaving any spot unsoiled.

A deal struck and both parties agreed but will Clara keep her word?

I will let you finish the story my Readers but let's say that if Lucian find it out then Clara will face the full force of a God's wrath.