#tyrus date

[litrallytyrus]

rewatching the tyrus storyline and kira wanted tj so bad it’s embarrassing like she was really throwing herself onto a boy who was clearly giving major heart eyes to his boy best friend right in front of her . like omg she didn’t give a fuckkk she was like i can change him 😍 and she was so wrong like nobody has ever been more wrong

[slashingdisneypasta]

"SHOTGUN!"

- Dale Acton, Good Day For It 2011

[queen-scribbles]

Went ahead and finished Xander through Road to Nowhere, after figuring out you can in fact reset the whole Kessan's Landing section of the mission. So I got a do-over talking to the SIS. :D

Still didn't get to talk to Jonas so I'm starting to seriously suspect it's still bugged, but at least they're not dead this time.\o/

[fairykippen]

high school tyrus head canon\ficlet bc i miss my boys

one night they’re having a study date at tj’s and after a certain amount of hours, tj’s eyes start watering and turning red due to his contacts being in for too long

and cyrus is like “teej? are you okay?”

tj never told cyrus he has bad vision so he’s like “yeah :D” meanwhile his eyes literally look bloodshot

so obviously cyrus is CONCERNED so he Keeps asking wtf is going on because while Yes, studying is hard, but it’s not like a question is being repeated louder and louder by your parents at the dinner table and trying to hold back tears?!

after like 5 minutes of dealing with the burning (and cyrus being a concerned bf) tj finally goes into the bathroom to take the contacts out and puts on his glasses

before tj walks out, he says “okay. you have to promise not to overreact because i know you will” and cyrus is like “??? when have i ever overreacted???”

tj can’t help but laugh

he walks out of the bathroom with wired circular frames (yk like the guy from that one disney movie)

and cyrus just gets the biggest smile on his face

like

tj hasn’t even SAID anything. he Walked out of the room

and cyrus is FLUSTERED

“what?” tj asks, feeling embarrassed

nobody besides his family, and one time reed by accident, has seen him with his glasses and non-gelled up hair

cyrus tries to speak but he keeps giggling

“you’re making fun of me…” tj sulks and starts to turn red

cyrus stops himself. “no! i’m not! you just look really… cute. handsome, even.” and tj’s face goes redder

he leans over and ruffles tj’s already somewhat messy hair, “you always look handsome!”

cyrus lifts up tj’s face that he previously buried in his hoodie sleeves, forcing eye contact and brings his face closer to initiate a kiss

tj kisses his boyfriend back

after detaching, tj happily exhales and grins really big at cyrus

“you don’t think i look like a geek?”

“if you look like a geek then what am i?” cyrus asks sarcastically

tj chuckles “you know what i mean! it’s just… everyone sees me as this Tough Jock. it’s hard trying to break that persona, even though i’m out and whatever, i still struggle to take down the shield. dealing with a learning disability was hard, still is, then last month getting diagnosed with adhd, coming out as a couple, and now just showing you that i wear glasses and my hair doesn’t stand up perfectly? it’s hard.”

as cyrus listens to his boyfriend, he takes in every word he says.

“i hear you teej, it can be really hard, but you don’t have to feel any sort of shame in front of you. i Love you. okay? always will. i feel so lucky to have YOU as MY boyfriend! you’re such a special person, you and all your so-called flaws. i want to be someone you can be 100% yourself with, but that doesn’t mean you always need to wear your glasses or have your hair undone… even though i really love this look on you… anyways, you’re an amazing human being and i hope you always know that”

[captainkippen]

HELLO ! feed me tyrus date headcanons please !! or literally any andi mack headcanons i love seeing everyone’s thoughts <333

Oof, it's been a while since I've done one of these so you'll have to excuse me if I'm a lil rusty!

• Their first official date is dinner at The Spoon and bowling. It's supposed to be chill, but Cyrus absolutely has a mini meltdown to Buffy and Andi right before. It takes until he sees TJ to calm down and remember it's just TJ.

• They hold hands under the table the entire time and get so absorbed in their conversation they almost forget to order food (baby taters is of course the main event).

• Afterwards they go bowling and play a surprisingly competitive game. TJ kinda loves how excited Cyrus gets when he's winning. It's cute.

• When TJ gets his first car the first thing he does is plan a surprise date to a drive-in theatre. They break down half way there and end up having a bizarre picnic of movie snacks out beneath the stars while they wait for roadside assistance. It didn't go as planned, but Cyrus maintains it's one of the most romantic dates they've ever had, especially since TJ lent him his jacket when it got chilly.

• When they're older they have a set Date Night™ every week (scheduling is a nightmare otherwise). At first they tried to plan exciting new things every time (rock climbing was a mistake and they ended up in the ER) but they've since learned the best dates are the ones where they get to spend hours talking and snuggling up together. They've yet to run out of things to discuss. Other couples keep telling them it'll happen, but Cyrus is pretty sure he and TJ could talk about the freakin weather and still have it be the most absorbing thing in the world. They just need each other and they're set.

• The worst date of their lives is also the best. Everything that can go wrong does. It's the middle of the week, they're both tired, work is hectic, the lease on their apartment is almost up and they still haven't managed to find a new one. TJ burns dinner by accident and gets so annoyed he kicks the oven. It breaks.

• Now, while TJ still has his moments, it's been a long time since Cyrus has seen him react to frustration like that. He's a little alarmed by the reaction, so he loops his arms around him, hooks a chin over his shoulder, and tells him that the charred lumps of misery are just "extra flavour, really, I bet it'll taste great!"

• TJ can't not laugh at that.

• Cyrus heads over to the refrigerator to dig out leftovers instead. It's pretty barren, but when he turns around to ask if TJ just wants to get takeout he finds his boyfriend down on one knee.

• Turns out TJ was frustrated that the night he was planning to propose hadn't gone perfectly. It didn't matter in the end though, all he needed was Cyrus.

• After fifteen years, two breakups (they were angsty teenagers and both times it lasted like... A Minute), and roughly five hundred or so dates, Cyrus says yes.

• Best date ever.

[paracosmicat]

HELLO ! feed me tyrus date headcanons please !! or literally any andi mack headcanons i love seeing everyone’s thoughts <333

I WOULD LOVE TO

- TJ’s family tended to go to McDonald’s a lot so now he thinks going anywhere besides McDonalds is super fancy.

Cyrus: Should we go to Wendy’s?

TJ: Woah there, I would have worn something nicer than a hoodie if I had known

- I still love the idea of Tarty exes, that still lives in my brain, so I would love the idea of Buffy and Cyrus planning a double date and then TJ and Marty sit down like “what are you doing here?”

- TJ asks Andi to help him make a gift for Cyrus for one of their monthiversaries and it is about as awkward as you can expect because TJ keeps getting so frustrated and Andi isn’t the best teacher but eventually they have a breakthrough and it results in the best gift ever

- TJ keeps coyly asking Cyrus to come to the swing set with him and Cyrus is kind of avoidant about it until eventually he confesses that he saw him and Kira there and that it really hurt him and TJ gets to explain and apologize

- They stop trying to have milkshake dates at The Spoon after the tenth time it’s crashed by the entire GHC plus Amber plus Jonah plus Libby and so on and so forth

- You better believe that next costume day TJ goes all out to apologize. He makes the two of them do several costume changes throughout the day and each of them are disgustingly sweet couples costumes. There’s not a single person at Grant High that doesn’t know they’re together.

- TJ and Cyrus movie dates consist of High School Musical 1 2 and 3 just because I said so

[i-am-church-the-cat]

you can always go home again (or for the first time)

This is my fic for the Andi Mack gift exchange! This is for @paracosmicat, I'm so sorry that it's late, but I hope you enjoy it anyway.

Summary: She ruffles his hair as she leads the way back through the apartment. It’s small and crowded with trinkets, books and shoes, basketballs and art projects, and something that must have exploded from the kitchen. Three more people are waiting for them in the living room, less than T.J. expected from the level of noise he’d heard. “Hey guys, this is T.J., the dude I was telling you about,” Jonah introduces him to the group at large and he offers a small wave. “T.J., this is Andi, Cyrus, and Marty.” WC: 2674 Pairing: Gen mostly, but with pre-relationship Tyrus and minor Amris Tags: College AU, First Meetings, T.J. POV, Amber and T.J. are siblings Rating: Teen

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He knew it was saving him money, but sometimes living with his sister and her girlfriend could be really annoying. T.J. had been trapped in his room for ages, Amber and Iris having fought and made up over the past several hours, both things he would rather not be witness to. At this rate, he was going to be locked in here until graduation. 

Jonah 

Hey man, you looking to hang tonight?

Something like relief passes through T.J. when he gets the message. He and Jonah aren’t the closest of friends, yet. They hadn’t gotten along when Jonah was dating his sister - between the compulsory heterosexuality and Jonah’s constant avoidance of anything even hinting at romantic in nature, it had been hell from start to finish - but since they were both studying kinesiology, they’d tried to be friendly. Today, that work had finally paid off.

T.J.

Yeah man, what were you thinking?

Jonah

Some of my friends are holding a get together at their apartment, just a small thing. You wanna come?

Another noise came from the living room. T.J. didn’t want to know if it was a yell or a moan. 

T.J.

Send me the address, im omw

Since the path to the front door was locked, T.J. used the fire escape by his window. It dropped him right next to the motorcycle he probably shouldn’t be parking in the back alley. But hey, it hadn’t been stolen yet, and it made for a very quick getaway. T.J. set his phone to give him voice directions to the address Jonah texts him and then he’s off. 

--

The apartment building is nice, an artist-y co-op on the west side of town. T.J. heads up to the third floor after texting Jonah again for the apartment number - Beck wasn’t always the most aware person. Both the bike ride and the jog up the steps do a lot for getting T.J. in a better headspace than he was in earlier. 

He hears the apartment before he sees it. Jonah said it was just a small get together, but from the noise coming through the door, T.J. has some serious doubts. He considers bailing before remembering what’s going on at his own apartment and knocking on the door. 

Surprisingly, it’s not Jonah who answers. It’s a girl with tight braids and wearing a Utah Jazz jersey. She looks like someone he should know, but it slips his mind. She looks him over and must find him wanting because her expression is thoroughly unimpressed. 

“Can I help you?”

“Um, hi,” T.J. says, trying for a smile and probably failing short. “I’m looking for-”

“Oh, Buffy is that T.J.?” A thankfully familiar voice comes from inside the apartment. Jonah Beck pops his head around the girl - Buffy’s - shoulder and flashes his big signature smile. “Teej, glad you could make it! Come in, come in.”

“Just inviting people into my home now, Beck?” Buffy asks, clearly not amused, but she steps aside with a nod to T.J. He nods back, figuring it’s the best course of action, and he’s rewarded with Buffy’s expression going a little less intense and a little more accepting. 

“Oh, yeah, sorry Buffy.” Jonah’s apologetic grin is too cute for anyone, even Buffy, to hold a grudge against. She ruffles his hair as she leads the way back through the apartment. It’s small and crowded with trinkets, books and shoes, basketballs and art projects, and something that must have exploded from the kitchen. Three more people are waiting for them in the living room, less than T.J. expected from the level of noise he’d heard.

“Hey guys, this is T.J., the dude I was telling you about,” Jonah introduces him to the group at large and he offers a small wave. “T.J., this is Andi, Cyrus, and Marty.”

T.J. opens his mouth to greet the group but the guy he’d thought looked familiar beats him to it. Marty hops up, big grin on his face as he offers up his hand for T.J. to slap.

“Hey, Kippen right? Aren’t you the new freshman starter for the basketball team?”

T.J. grins but can’t help the flush that takes his face. He’s proud of himself, yeah, but he finds it’s not always the best to introduce himself with his sporting career. It hasn’t always worked out the best in the past, which was mainly his fault to be fair. He hadn’t been a nice person on the court when he was younger.

“Yeah, I remember you from tryouts. You’ve got a great three-pointer, man.”

“Oh god, Jonah don’t tell me you brought another jock,” whines the other girl in the apartment, an Asian girl with short hair and paint on her t-shirt. “Now Cyrus and I are outnumbered 2-to-1.”

“I also invited Walker and Libby, but they both had things,” Jonah tries to defend himself, flopping down on the floor and grabbing a handful of popcorn from that half-empty bowl on teh coffee table. “It’s not my fault T.J.’s the only one free enough to join us.”

“I’m not totally sure if that’s an insult or not,” T.J. admits, looking around for space to sit. Andi and Buffy are sitting on the couch, Marty going back to sit in the third seat. Jonah’s on the floor. The only seat left is the loveseat, next to the only person here who’s voice T.J. hasn’t heard yet. 

“Hi,” he greets, moving towards the other boy. “I’m T.J. Can I sit?”

The brown-haired boy has big eyes that seem to suck all the air out of the room. Either someone just started hitting a bass drum, or T.J. could hear his heartbeat in his ears. Soft freckles dusted the boy’s nose and his pink lips had teeth indentations in them, as if he’d been biting them only seconds before. Those same lips lift into a smile, crinkly his Bambi eyes at the edges. 

“Sure,” the angel fairy boy said. “I’m Cyrus.”

“T.J.,” he mumbles, sitting down on the cushion. The other boy’s eyes fill with mirth.

“You said that already.”

“Right.” T.J. blinks, wondering it this is what deer felt when they get stuck in headlights. “Sorry.”

Cyrus is clearly laughing at him but he has the decency not to show it. Instead, he leans forward and grabs something off of the pile of snacks on the coffee table. 

“Muffin? It’s chocolate chocolate chip.”

“Oh.” T.J. looks down at the muffin in surprise. It’s big and rich and somehow exactly what T.J. needs. His stomach growls in appreciation as he takes the treat in gentle hands. “Thank you, these are actually my favorite.”

Cyrus’s eyes twinkle. “Mine, too,” he says, grabbing another one and holding it out to cheers against T.J.’s own. T.J.’s grin is huge at the simple gesture. 

“So, T.J.” The voice draws the two out of the little bubble they had gotten sucked in so quickly. T.J. turns to Buffy while his fingers tear off a bit of muffin and pop it in his mouth. “What do the T and the J stand for?”

He snorts, used to this line of questioning. T.J. leans back in his seat, one arm going across the back of the couch. He doesn’t the notice the way Cyrus looks at the arm in surprise, face going slightly red. 

“Sorry, but that’s highly privileged information. Only four people on Earth know it.”

Marty leans forward with eager eyes. “Is it really that bad?”

T.J.’s face and voice are deadpan when he says, “Worse.”

“Amber told me it changes every month,” Jonah says from his spot on the floor. 

“Oh wait, are you Amber’s brother?” Andi says, eyes going wide in recognition. Shoot. If she knows his sister this could either be really bad or… nah, just really bad. His sister’s kind of a dick. 

“Yeah, younger, by two years.” 

“How come we never met you when she and Jonah were dating?” Buffy asks. The way she’s looking at him is different now but T.J. can’t tell if it’s better or worse. “We met Iris.”

“And she was so nice, though obviously in love with Amber,” Cyrus says. This gets sounds of affirmation from all except Jonah who shrugs. 

“I never saw it.”

“You never see it,” Andi, Buffy, and Cyrus all chorus back at him, different levels of fondness or exasperation. T.J. wonders what the story is there. Though, if it’s anything like the one he heard from Amber, he can probably guess.

“They’re actually dating now,” T.J. says, hoping to steer the conversation away from his and Amber’s relationship. He loves his sister, and even likes her these days, but that wasn’t always the truth. “They were roommates and finally admitted their feelings. When Iris moved out of her room, they had an extra, so I moved into their place when I went to college.”

Andi is nodding. “That’s smart. Cyrus, Buffy, and I all the split the rent here and we’re still eating mostly junk food we get on sale.”

“The stipend they give us on sports scholarship is not enough,” Buffy sighs and T.J. can commiserate with that. He holds up his half-eaten muffin in a toast. 

“Hey, at least you and Cyrus are on scholarship,” Andi pouts. “Liberal arts college is the worst financial decision I’ve ever made.” 

“But it’ll all even out when you’re a world famous artist and we can fly out to France to see your new art gallery in the Louvre,” Cyrus encourages in a way that feels more sincere than most. 

“Yeah, and you can represent Jonah when he gets sued for what he’s done to his apartment,” Marty snickers.

Jonah kicks up a fuss and the others fall into bickering over something T.J. clearly does not have enough information on. Instead, he turns his attention back to Cyrus, where it had been threatening to float all evening. 

“You’re going to college to be a lawyer?” He asks, taking a bite of his muffin. Cyrus turns to him as if surprised to be T.J.’s focus once again. 

“Yeah! A civil rights lawyer, though, not a defense attorney.”

“That’s really cool.” He hoped he sounded as sincere as Cyrus had earlier, cause it’s true. T.J. wished he had a career path that was at least half as good for the world as Cyrus’s. He was only studying kinesiology because it’s what a bunch of student athletes did and his parents wanted him to have something to fall back on. He wasn’t going to be changing the world anytime soon.

Cyrus shrugs and blushes, ducking his head. He’s clearly not used to taking compliments which is a shame because they’re filling T.J.’s head like helium in a balloon. One poke and they’ll all come spilling out. 

“Yeah, well, it was either that or become a psychologist. All four of my parents are psychologists.”

“Four?”

“Mom, dad, step-mom, and step-dad,” Cyrus says with a shrug. This topic of conversation he’s far too used to. “You know how it goes.”

“Nah, actually,” T.J. glances away for a second before back to Cyrus. “My parents are the kind that should’ve split up but never did. It kind of left a bad mark on Amber and I’s relationship with them, and each other.”

Cyrus looks up at him curiously. He’s curled towards him, leaning against the back of the loveseat and subsequently propping his head up on T.J.’s arm. The weight is nice, grounding.

“Is that why we’ve never met you before?”

“Yeah,” T.J. admits. It feels safer to tell Cyrus here, where they’re practically alone, instead of to the whole group. “I left to live with my grandparents in high school. The distance helped Amber and I a lot.”

“I’m glad.” Cyrus smiles up at him. “I don’t have any siblings but Buffy and Andi are basically like my sisters. We’ve been best friends for as long as I can remember.”

T.J. smiles, feelings bittersweet. “I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone like that.”

Cyrus considers him quietly. His face is serious and strangely more confident than it had been when their conversation began. “You should.”

They fall into silence then, just observing each other, gathering their thoughts and basking in the feeling their bubble had created. T.J. was still impressed by how quickly Cyrus had sucked him in. There was just something about the young man that felt authentic and calming, like everything was going to be okay. It’s a feeling T.J. has rarely ever felt in his life.

“You know, you’re weirdly easy to talk to.”

Cyrus smiles, teasing. “It’s the four therapists as parents. You get used to listening.” 

--

Cyrus and T.J. don’t have an opportunity to be quiet together for the rest of the night. Once the other’s finished bickering, they drew the two into a game of Trivial Pursuit, and then Truth or Dare, and then Charades, which T.J. and Buffy weirdly dominated at, to Marty and Jonah’s chagrin. By the end of the night, T.J. was exhausted but happy. He’d left the house to escape the private going ons of his sister and her girlfriend and ended up meeting people he’d never believe he felt so at home with. The way they opened up and welcomed him in felt amazing, like nothing he’d ever experienced.

“It’s a great feeling, right?” Marty had said, halfway through the night, when they’d both stepped into the kitchen to grab a drink. “Andi, Buffy, and Cyrus have always been this trio. It should feel like an impenetrable wall to cross but they always open up and offer space to anyone who needs it. Jonah and I in middle school, Walker and Libby in high school, and now you.” 

T.J. had blinked in surprise, looking back out to the living room. The three roommates were doing weird poses, trying to convince the others they were real formations used in yoga, or just trying to make the other two laugh. He watches with a warm feeling in his stomach as Cyrus laughs so much he topples out of the position he was in, sprawling across the carpeted floor. 

“Can it really be that easy?”

Marty had shrugged and given him a welcoming smile. A beckoning smile. “Only if you let it be.” 

And T.J. was going to let it be. He wasn’t going to question the new familiarity between himself and these people. He was just going to accept it and holds on as long as he could. By the time he left, he had four new numbers in his phone. When he got home, there was a text from one of them. 

Buffy the Basketball Slayer

You better ask Cyrus out soon

He’s not known for making the first move and I can not handle three months of pining

Hop on it Kippen

T.J. grinned. He sent back a thumbs up emoji before pulling down the fire escape. He stumbles through his window and onto his bed, feeling dazed from both the climb and the night he had.

“Hvae fun?” Amber asks from the open doorway. That had definitely been closed when he left, but T.J.’s proud of the fact he didn’t startle at her sudden appearance. 

“Yeah.” He knows he’s grinning like a madman but he just can’t help it. 

“Good,” his sister says. She ruffles his hair, blonde matching her own. “Good night, little bro.”

“Night,” he calls as she exits the room. He sits up a little to make his next words heard. “Good night to you, too, Iris!”

There’s a pause, then, “Good night, T.J.! Sweet dreams!”

And well. There’s no doubt that they will be.

[illbeyourreasonwhy]

Andi Mack Gift Exchange 2024

surprise bonk @sapphosclown!! I got you for the andi mack gift exchange!!

you mentioned wanting to see the gang in high school, so have some pre-prom shenanigans featuring established tyrus and mutual pining ambi!! hope you like it :)

and thank you thank you thank you to @paracosmicat for organising this! it was so much fun revisiting these characters!

*

« Do you think I should ask Andi to prom?”

Cyrus found TJ’s eyes easily, the two of them exchanging an amused look as Amber looked around the cafeteria table imploringly. Across from them, Buffy rolled her eyes, while Jonah tilted his head, confused.

“Didn’t you already ask us this yesterday?”

“And the day before?” TJ offered.

“No,” Amber said. “I asked if you thought we should get Andi to come even though she goes to a different school. This time I’m asking if you think I should ask her. As my date.”

She looked around the table with a mix of vulnerability and expectation, like she was waiting for them to burst into shocked exclamations and follow-up questions at the revelation. Instead, Jonah nodded as if that were a given, and TJ turned back towards Cyrus, shaking his head at him in amusement.

“Go for it,” Buffy said; Cyrus was pretty sure she was just barely refraining from rolling her eyes again. “You know she’ll say yes.”

Amber’s eyes widened. “You think so?”

“Yeah,” Jonah said as if it were obvious, “why wouldn’t she?”

At that, Amber seemed to deflate a little, her mouth opening and closing. “Well,” she managed eventually. She glanced around the table, still looking a little taken aback at their lack of reaction. She worked at her jaw for another moment, then said: “You know I don’t mean just as friends, right?”

This time, Cyrus couldn’t help the small laugh that escaped him. “Yes, Amber, we’re all fully aware.”

Amber looked at him, then at the rest of their friends, then leaned back into her chair. “Huh.”

Buffy took pity on her after a moment. “I hope you didn’t expect us to be surprised.”

Amber crossed her arms, pouting a little. “A little bit of surprise would be nice,” she mumbled.

As one, Buffy and TJ pretended to gasp, while Cyrus threw his chair back, his face going slack. “You like Andi?” he asked, clutching at his chest. “I never would have guessed!”

A sheepish smile broke onto Amber’s face. “Okay, okay, I get it,” she said. “I guess I’ve been a little obvious.”

“You’re not the only one,” TJ muttered. Cyrus elbowed him.

The conversation was interrupted by Marty’s arrival, slamming his tray down on the table next to Buffy and making half of them jump. On the other side of the table, Iris dropped into the seat next to Amber’s much more quietly.

“Hey, guys,” she said. “What did we miss?”

“Amber’s angsting about asking Andi to prom,” Cyrus said.

Marty’s face scrunched up in confusion. “Yeah, I thought we went over this yesterday.”

“No,” Amber hissed, exasperated. “We didn’t.”

Marty exchanged a puzzled look with Jonah, then shrugged, picking up his apple.

“Well, answer’s the same. You should do it.” He took a bite out of his apple. “It’ll be a cute second date.”

Amber almost choked on her drink.

“Second date?” she spluttered.

“Yeah, what are you talking about, Marty?” Jonah said. He grinned innocently. “They’ve been on at least six dates by now.”

“We’ve what?!”

Cyrus burst out laughing, burying the most of it in TJ’s shoulder for Amber’s sake – not that it did much to hide it, considering TJ was also laughing. Across from them, Buffy was pressing her lips together in an obvious attempt to stop herself from doing the same, and even Iris had hastily hidden her face away behind a large gulp of coffee.

“I’m sorry,” Amber started, her voice a little strained, “what do you mean by six dates?”

“Yeah, I’m also confused,” Marty said, looking between Amber and Jonah with only the slight twitch to the corner of his lips betraying him, “I thought you and Andi finally got together last week. Didn’t you go to that art museum this weekend?”

“Wh – what?” Amber’s head swung wildly from side to side as she looked between all of them. “Yes, we did, but that wasn’t a date.”

“It wasn’t?” Jonah asked, still looking politely bewildered. Cyrus was tempted to believe he was genuinely surprised, with how oblivious Jonah could be, but – Jonah met his eyes across the table, the barest flicker of amusement betraying how funny he was finding this. That realization was enough to send him into another fit of giggles. “What about all those times you get coffee, just the two of you? Or that time you went to the flea market together? Those weren’t dates?”

Amber gaped at him. “… Not as far as I’m aware. Did Andi think those were dates?”

“She hasn’t said anything to me,” Cyrus quickly said, because the last thing they needed was Amber beginning to spiral. “I guarantee you I would have heard if she thought you guys were dating.”

“Yeah, same,” Buffy said. “Even though you kind of have been dating.”

TJ shrugged. “Guess it’s a good thing you’re both just as oblivious as the other.”

Buffy narrowed her eyes at him. “Okay, Smitten Kippen.”

TJ’s cheeks went red. “Don’t call me that.”

“Aww, but I like it,” Cyrus cooed, running a hand through his hair. “I called you oblivious to your face and you still didn’t figure it out.”

“Like you were any better,” Jonah said, and – ouch. It was a low point if Jonah Beck was the one to call you oblivious.

“Okay, okay, that was three years ago, though,” Amber cut in. “Can we go back to my thing, which is happening right now?”

“Listen, it’s not our fault if you and Andi can’t figure out you’re going on dates.”

“We haven’t been going on dates!”

“You kind of have, though,” Iris said – gently, because unlike the rest of them she was kind enough to actually try easing Amber into the realization. “You’ve basically been dating Andi for at least two months.” At Amber’s disbelieving look, she shook her head. “Come on, Amber, that trip to the bookstore two weeks ago? When you each picked out books for the other? That was the most middle-of-the-rom-com-cute-date-montage thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Iris, you were there for that.”

“Yes, and I’ve never felt more like a third-wheel in my life than then. And I’ve crashed dates with TJ and Cyrus.”

“Hey,” TJ said, sounding offended, “I resent the implication that Amber and Andi are cuter than we are.”

“Uh, we’re so much cuter than you guys,” Amber said.

“You didn’t even realize you had a girlfriend until ten seconds ago!”

Amber’s face froze. “Oh my god, is Andi my girlfriend?”

TJ threw his hands into the air. “See, this is what I’m talking about!”

“Yeah, I gotta go with Teej on this one, Ambs,” Marty said. He smirked, wrapping an arm around Buffy. “Besides, if we’re talking cutest couple, me and Buffy win, hands down.”

“No you do not!” Cyrus said, affronted. “TJ and I went on a stargazing date last night!”

“Iris, what have you done?” Jonah whispered. “You’ve created a monster.”

Iris nodded grimly. “No, Jonah. I’ve created five monsters.”

[sapphosclown]

HELLO ! feed me tyrus date headcanons please !! or literally any andi mack headcanons i love seeing everyone’s thoughts <333

hello!

gosh it’s been a while since i’ve seen the show but i bc they do a lot of study dates, i imagine they usually just chill at one of their houses and watch tv bc they’re too young to do much else on their own. i think they wander around town and go to the spoon. i like to think that as they go back and forth telling stories they both just stare at each other like how on earth do i get to know you just completely baffled and in awe of each other

i think they both wanted to do something big for their one year anniversary, idrk what tho. but they definitely get all their friends in on it and i think it be funny if their friends are helping them plan each others plans around the other person if you know what i mean i think that’s such a funny concept

sorry i don’t have much to offer here but i love my boys and miss them dearly and i am certain they’re still thriving

[loadednachosao3]

thinking about lalo figuring out that there's bad blood between nacho and victor & tyrus but not knowing why, and nacho only vaguely answers that 'they're just assholes'... so he thinks that they must have dated and it ended badly. nacho has proven himself partial to triads after all

bonus points if they actually did hatefuck just so Victor and Tyrus can honestly say they know what Nacho's whimpering sounds like

sorry I just like Victor/Nacho/Tyrus a whole bunch

[terrific-fish]

Mmkay so Tyrus and Dr. Man are ✨️roommates✨️ and they met at Tyrus' restaurant when Dr. Man was a poor, hungry medical student. They are very in love. Dr. Man is an incorrigible flirt, and Tyrus showed up to half of the Parent Teacher Conferences with Boy. They would be married but it's the 50s. Tony should date them both 👍

[mystiika]

@liightbringr asked : do you remember how we met? / for eva's husband pls and thnx ( the fixed version )

there was a peaceful quiet permeating throughout their home, their little girl all tucked away after their family outing to a fair had tuckered her out so much tyrus had to carry her inside. & the movie they'd put on after that had long since rolled its credits. but the pair seemed a little too comfortable to move yet, as they laid cuddled together on the couch. then comes her question, & it brings a smile to his face. he takes a pause as he recalls all the feelings from that day. from their first meeting all those years ago just as much as their much more recent connection. be it her clothes, her hair, the way she smiled when she introduced herself, it was imprinted in his mind the way he kept thinking about it all in the days following.

so he lets his head fall to rest against hers, ignoring how in the days following that meeting just how much he'd regretted not getting a phone number or an email, just ... something. so he could see her again. but of course as time passed, he thought about her less & less until she because a vague memory. but who could have expected the two of them later meeting 2 full decades then some now as full adults? & when that fateful day came. he didn't put two & two together.

but he felt as if he'd fallen for her that very day & was grateful every day since, for every new moment he was able to spend with someone as wonderful as eva it all felt like a heightened version of the feelings he'd had when they went on that first distant but nostalgic day. ❝ like it was yesterday. —both times. so of course from this round, a buddy from my firm needed some documents dropped at the track & i jumped at the chance thinking i'd get to admire a few nice cars. & after i handed them over i decided to hang around to watch a little bit. & that was when you, my love, decided to offer a fan a little tour. you seemed so cool & beautiful & kind, it was hard to focus on the tour despite you taking the time out of your day. instead i just kept watching your face as you lit up getting to explain it all. ❞ there's a short pause, but he'd never been good at keeping compliments for her under his tongue, not when seeing her expressions made it so much more fun.

❝ i don't know if i ever told you that actually — exactly how captivating you were. sure, you had offered for me to come back another day to see the cars in action, but i think even then i was coming for you more than i was for the cars even if i didn't know it yet. ❞

❝ but if you mean the day we actually first met, it's a little fuzzy but also a memory i'd thought about through the rest of teens because you'd made such a strong impression & i think i'd fallen for you without even realising it.❞ he enjoys relieving that day now. they'd taken some time to realise that their distant but all too brief love, but they were able to piece the day together between the two of them & now ty remembered in almost surprising detail.

❝ so, i had gone up to you after getting encouraged by my friends to talk to you — doing my absolute best to ignore that you were with your family to make me less nervous about the question. & you had to consider it for a moment but i felt really relieved when you'd said yes. i'd only recently started thinking about dating & wasn't exactly... confident asking a pretty girl out on a date. ❞ he smiles at the thought. ❝ & how pretty i thought you were. ❞

❝ but you did say yes. so we went around playing the games & talking about anything at all. & then, at the end of the night as it started to get dark, we took one final ride, the ferris wheel. when we stopped at the top & you said the view was beautiful, i agreed but you seemed so much prettier, & i just figured i could catch a nice sunset any day, but seeing you smile while the last rays of sun lit up your face... that much i could never forget. after seeing how pretty you looked i couldn't help but think about how much i wanted to kiss you in that moment. ❞ he'd had his first kiss before then, but that didn't make him any less nervous. ❝ then i looked in your eyes & asked if i could kiss you. ❞ he smiles so fondly as he recalls that moment.

❝ you know, ❞ he starts, ❝ even though it took a while for us to realise that we were each the others person that had stuck in our minds through the years, at least now we have a better story to tell when people as how we met. ❞ & he sits up just enough to turn towards her, his hand naturally comes to her jawline with his thumb jutted just under her chin to gently tilt her head into the few sweet kisses, lips so happily meeting her own. his lips moving slow but light until he pulls back just far enough to speak ❝ besides, i think it's nice that we were both our first & last loves, don't you? ❞

[slashingdisneypasta]

Norman Tyrus x Fem!SecretRelationship!Reader || Drabble

Plot: This is set in the world of This Headcanon Set! Reader is the femme fatale of the group and, while on the road, she helps Norman trim his beard and it provides some quality alone (ish) time between you when your relationship is a secret from Wayne and Dale.

Warnings: Norman definitely has a 'daddy' thing about him here XD Complimenting you for 'behaving' and calling you 'little girl'. Unedited.

Tagging: @marinerainbow and @slxsherwriter .

You're perched on your knees in the drivers seat as Norman sits in the passenger seat facing the front; getting his beard neatened by you with some itty bitty hair cutting scissors. You're very focused, eyebrows knit together and focused as you hold yourself still on his shoulder and carefully snip away at the overgrown mess. Sure, you think its sexy when his beard grows out a bit- but he doesn't. So you help him!

Plus, with the doors closed and Dale and Wayne outside of the car- you can count this as a mini date! And you missed being alone with him; this trip cramped in this car constantly with the two dumbasses has gone on for way-too-long already. You just want to go back to Monroe County, send Dale and Wayne home and keep Norman to yourself for a few good hours. In fact, you want that so bad that you kind of wonder if Lyle knows about you and Norman- and he's doing this on purpose. Testing you.

What a bastard, you huff, frown increasing.

Norman notices the shift in your mood, despite how small and momentary it is, and his eyes shift in his head to look at you. "... you good?"

... Instead of insulting his brother during the one short moment you two have had alone for a week, you stop snipping for a moment and nod, pasting on a smile full of assurance. "Yeah, all good." You quip.

"How come I don't believe you?" He asks, that slow drawl of his ever-present and usually so sexy-- though right now, you kind of wish he didn't sound so sure.

Sighing, your smile goes a little sad; slumping against the seat next to you. "... I just miss you." Its not a lie, but its not the full truth, either. Its enough to old him, for now. He'll have to learn about your suspicions eventually; you aren't the kind of couple to hide things (well not from each other) , no matter how unpleasant the truth might be. And Norman's good at taking things in his stride, he has never once yelled at you or gotten mad at you at all, so you know it wont start a fight... but you still just don't want to get into this n o w. Now, you just wanna enjoy a soft, quiet moment with your boyfriend.

... quiet-ish. Dale just threw a clump of dirt and grass at Wayne outside the car.

Sighing and almost absentmindedly locking the car doors so Wayne doesn't come ducking for cover inside, Norman shifts a little to look at you better. "I'm right here, baby." He tells you, softly. Still in that terrifying drawl, but, a notch warmer.

"You know what I mean... " You borderline-whine, pouting. Physical proximity is just not the same as when you can act like a couple.

"Yeah... I do." The windows are tinted, so Norman feels comfortable picking up your hand in his; squeezing it between you both on the console. "But look, Lyle says we've just got a couple more days out here, then we can go home. And I promise to take you out on the best date so far. You deserve it, little girl." Godddd, why does he say stuff like that!? Doesn't he know how hard it is not to kiss him when he does!? "You've been so good this past week, behavin' and helping us out... I gotta thank you, don't I?"

"... you could thank me by ditching these two here and getting a motel room for a couple hours with me." You say bluntly, even though you know thats not possible. You know you're being petulant, but its been a week!!!-

Norman releases a chuckle at you, thinking you're being 'cute' or something- puh. You're not being cute, you're being impatient. "Babygirl, you know I'd love that. But you know we cant."

"Yeah... " You give a drawn-out, dramatic sigh. He's still holding your hand though, you still have that despite your trip, so you look longingly down there.

He rubs a comforting thumb over your knuckles. "What can I do to make my girl smile?" When you don't say anything, his grin widens a little bit. "... What if I say fuck the system and you get to pick the road snacks today?"

Eyes rolling, you cross your free arm, with the scissors still in your hand, over your stomach. "... but its Wayne's turn... " Bleh.

"Screw Wayne, he'll live. And he ain't my girl."

Still mopey, you refuse to look him in the eye. "Well I mean, you'd hope not, considering he's your cousin- "

"Y/N."

"Okay yeah, that would be good." You smile at him, brightening up as you think about what's on the way to where you're going today and what you can get. And also how good you have it with Norman, how good he is to you in these silly, little ways. "Thank you."

"Wish I could do more. Anything you want."

"Yeah, well... " Giving a shrug and a sigh, you give him a hopeless look. "We agreed- its better if the others don't know. For now."

Now Norman is the one looking frustrated- irritated. "Yeah, well I'm rethinkin' that idea more and more the longer this trip draws out."

You squeeze his hand, trying to contain your excitement because you k n o w you two have made the right decision. Its not time yet. "Me too. But- "

"I know." He gently cuts you off, giving you a comforting, monotonous grin. "I know, baby."

"... god I wish I could kiss you now." You huff, making you both chuckle. Norman looks out the front window of the car now, seeing the guys standing side-by-side against a fence now, facing the cars way; evidently over the dirt-throwing.

For a few moments you're both silent, watching Dale and Wayne chuckling over whatever nefarious, gross, ill-conceived joke they made up. Part of you is waiting for them to walk away so and Norman can share a quick kiss- but they don't move an inch. Dale even looks up at the two you, notices you watching them, and gives a half-waive.

"... so, how's my beard lookin'?" Norman finally breaks the silence.

You give him a moments assessment; sighing out a thoughtful 'hum'. "Hmmm... Sexy."

Noman flashes you a devastating smirk, and folds his fingers through the car doorhandle. "Okay then, lets go."

~ 3 Days Later, as soon as Wayne and Dale leave Norman's apartment ~

The second the door clicks shut behind Dale, you flick the lock and then skip/bound over to Norman; throwing your arms and legs around him. He catches you, securing you against his body, and connects his lips with yours in a searing hot make-out. After a week and a half the kiss is not likely to end any time soon, but you still feel desperate for each other. You part your lips for his tongue and run your hands down his chest, feeling him for the first time in what feels like ages.

Its going to be a long night.

[etes-secrecy-post]

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#OnThisDay: Mar 5th, 2009 (Date submitted on dA for both artworks; artwork done for both colored and lineart version on July 3rd, 2008)

Title: Aeonian Gundam Custom colored and uncolor/lineart

This is no doubt my first ever Gundam Original Mecha, the TAX-x10s Aeonian Gundam Custom. 🤖😊 The colors and special features are inspired by the ZGMF-x20A Strike Freedom Gundam (from Mobile Suit Gundam SEED Destiny).

NOTE: Gundam SEED Freedom movie was already hit theatres in Japan 🤖🎫🎞️🇯🇵, so what about the rest of the world? 🤔 I would DEFINITELY gonna buy my own ticket when it hits my country! 💵😃

Anyways, back to my throwback...

TAX-x10S Aeonian Gundam Custom

Model Number:TAX-x10s Code Name: Aeonian Gundam Custom Unit Type: Prototype assault mobile suit Manufacturer: TYRUS Imperial (Treaty of The Yearling Revolution Union of Soviet alliance) Operator(s): TYRUS Imperial

Equipment and design features: • Tri-Axion System • Feather System

Armaments: • 2x "Vaporian" Gatling Cannon, fire-linked, mounted in torso • "Estonian" multi-hi-phase beam cannon, Red Diamond, mounted on torso • 2x "Chalice" Anti Ship Sword, stored on both wings • 2x "Imphirian" Hyper Rail Cannon folded underneath hips, spread out in use • 2x "Reddia" beam shield generator, mounted on forearms

Remote Weapon(s): • 16x "Feathra" Feather System mobile weapon wings (mouths 32x beam assault cannon)

Previous: • TAX-x1200 Epsilon Gundam • TRX-04 AERO Gundam & 4 Flights • TRX-05 AEON Gundam • AEON Gundam 2012 Version art • AEON Gundam 2013 version - lineart • TRX-03 Skyver Gundam • TRX-06 Saber Gundam • Saber Gundam Flight Mode • TRX-11 Eligor Gundam • TRX-01 Xenu • TRX-07 Minion • TRX-02 Baron • TRX-08 Prism • TRX-01Mk-II Xenu Mk-II • TRX-OVL Oval

Original Mecha - created by ME!

[david3096]

Even if I wanted to.

I wrote a Tyrus fic! Here´s the link to AO3 if you want to read it there 😁

“Do you really have to go?” He doesn't quite know how to answer that question, he can see in his boyfriend's face a combination of sadness and sweetness, the two of them are lying on the floor of his house, with too many pillows around them, the TV is playing Cyrus' favorite music.

“Do you mean now or on the trip?” TJ asks with sincere curiosity before giving his boyfriend a kiss on the cheek. “Besides, wasn't spending all day together enough for you?” It's more a question to tease him than anything else and by the pout his boyfriend makes, he knows he's succeeded.

“No.” He answers, almost serious. “You know I never have enough time with you.” And okay, maybe that's one of the cheesiest things his boyfriend has said to him since they met, but, if he hadn't felt a rush of warmth start in his stomach and spread throughout his body, he would have teased him about it.

“I don't want to leave, Cy.” The truth is, it's a complicated situation. It's one of the last weekends they have off before going back to school, they had planned to go to the movies, eat at The Spoon, spend the afternoon making out and pretending to watch another movie... the ideal day for TJ.

But out of the blue, his grandmother decided to celebrate her birthday a month before her actual birthday. He thought it was kind of funny at first, but now he finds it annoying, he wants to spend as much time with Cyrus as possible, before school and other projects force them to see each other for an hour or two a day.

“I know.” That's his boyfriend's response, neither wants to admit how much the whole thing hurts. “It will be the first time we'll spend so many days away from each other.”

“I'll spend four days without you.” If TJ is honest, it didn't seem like such a big deal at first, but now that he has his suitcase packed and knows he has to go and not see his boyfriend for four days, plus put up with his relatives, he finds it boring and unbearable.

“We're kind of ridiculous, aren't we?” Cyrus has a big smile on his face as he says those words and TJ can do nothing but laugh and kiss him again.

For a few moments nothing is important, not the trip, not his family, not the time they'll spend apart, how cheesy they are, how sad it makes them. The only thing that matters to him is to feel and enjoy the touch of Cyrus' lips on his. Feeling his hands run over his body and him doing the same on his. All that matters is enjoying this moment to the fullest.

“Are you sure your grandmother can't celebrate her 75th birthday until next year?” That's the first thing his boyfriend says to him when they stop kissing and it only reminds him that he's the funniest guy in the world. Or maybe he's just in love but it's been over two years since they've been dating, so he thinks he's truly funny.

“I blame my Uncle Jack.” It's the only reason his grandmother has decided to bring her birthday forward, his Uncle Jack has lived in Spain for as long as he can remember and, truth be told, he's never spoken to him for more than an hour in his 16 years of life. So he's a little upset, but, his grandmother wants to have his whole family together and his father is excited to see his brother, so there's not much he can do. “I don't know him, but right now I hate him a little bit.”

“Don't hate him.” This is a good reminder that his boyfriend is the sweetest, most empathetic person he knows. “It will probably be a good opportunity to get to know him.”

“Or to get bored while everyone laughs and I text you telling you that I wish I was with you.” It's not the first time TJ has had to go out of town to a family reunion, but it is the first time he'll last more than two days with his dad's family so he pretty much knows what will happen.

“Honestly? That helps my self-esteem.” They both laugh and Cyrus surprises him by kissing him again and everything stops being important again, the only thing he wants to focus on is his boyfriend.

“You know?” TJ asks when his boyfriend ends the kiss. “I'm surprised that after two years your kisses still feel like the first one.”

“Like the very first one?” Cyrus arches his eyebrows and a wicked smile plays on his lips, he knows he shouldn't have said that. “You mean when you almost threw up from excitement and nervousness and we had to try again five days later?” He laughs too, it's one of those things he never thought would happen and it's also a situation he never thought could make him laugh, but with Cyrus anything is possible.

“You're never going to let me forget it, are you?”

“Nope.” He affirms, still with a smile on his lips. “I'll make sure Buffy mentions it when she makes her toast at our wedding.”

“Our wedding?” Now it's his turn to grin mischievously. “I didn't think that...” Before he can finish, his boyfriend kisses him again. It's unfair, he also wanted to tease him a little bit, but to tell the truth, he's not complaining. He wants to kiss Cyrus as much as possible, it's going to be a long four days.

For a while they remain silent, they look at each other without saying anything and TJ looks again at the clock on the wall of the living room of his boyfriend's house, it's almost ten o'clock at night, he should have been home an hour ago.

“Muffin...” He pauses, he doesn't want to say goodbye, he never wants to leave, but it's time. He knows it and he hates it. “I really have to go now.”

“Just...” Cyrus makes a funny gesture, as if he can't bring himself to say the words. “Give me five more minutes.” He decides not to say anything, he prefers to kiss his boyfriend on the cheek and hug him tight, his head rests on TJ's chest, he really doesn't want to leave.

They spend 15 minutes cuddling, he doesn't care much, he wants to stay with Cyrus as long as possible.

“Cyrus...” His voice is barely a whisper, he tries to sound calm and sweet.

“I know, I know.” Cyrus breaks the embrace sadly. “You have to go.”

“Yeah, but that's not what I want to tell you.” He decides to put his hands on his boyfriend's cheeks, they both stare into each other's eyes. “I just want to remind you that I love you.” Two months ago, it was the first time TJ confessed to him that his feelings had reached a new level.

“I love you too.” He decides to give him a small kiss on the lips, if someone had told him three years ago that he would be kissing the cute boy he met one day on the swings in the park, he would never have believed it. And not only that, the cute boy on the swings loves him back. Life is full of good surprises.

Cyrus stands up, gives him a smile and offers him his hand to help him up, he accepts it without second thoughts.

They walk slowly to the door, his boyfriend steps forward and takes his leather jacket that he left on the wooden coat rack between the window and the door, gives it to him and he puts it on in an automatic movement, then takes out of the jacket pocket the military green beanie that Cyrus knitted for him when they celebrated six months of being boyfriends and puts it on.

“You look so handsome with the beanie.” Cyrus looks like he can't wait to kiss him again and they might, they're used to this ritual, spending too much time trying to say goodbye, taking advantage of every second to allow themselves to linger a few more minutes.

“So without a beanie you think I look gross?” He jokes, to avoid another such long kissing session, he really has to go, he has to finish arranging his backpack, check his suitcase, chat with his parents and hope they're not furious. Cyrus laughs, loudly, he'll miss hearing his laugh, the way he wrinkles his nose when he tries to be cute, feeling the warmth of his body against his own, his lips touching his and sometimes, running down over his body.

“You got me.” Cyrus replies, putting his hands on TJ's shoulders. “I only accepted to be your boyfriend after I imagined you wearing a beanie.” He laughs, but falls to temptation and kisses him again, it seems to take Cyrus by surprise, but soon they are in the same rhythm as always.

They finish kissing and stay like that for a while, their foreheads touching, Cyrus has his hands on his neck and TJ's hands are on his boyfriend's waist.

He knows there's no way that in four days he'll forget the way Cyrus smells, the way he touches him, the way he cares for him and loves him. Nor the things he likes, the quirks that drive him a little crazy, there's no way he'll forget that in four days.

But he knows he will miss him, he will miss him in a way he has never missed before.

He breaks away again, it's time to go, he can't put it off any longer.

“Muffin, take off that sad face.” He says sweetly, with his index finger on his boyfriend's chin, forcing him to look him straight in the eyes. “We'll send each other lots of pics and we'll talk all day long. I promise.” He kisses him on the cheek. “You won't even notice I'm gone.” He knows it's a lie.

“Neither I or my lips agree with that.” He cannot help but laugh and gives him a small kiss on the lips, so fleeting that it could only have lasted two seconds. It's probably the last one they'll have for the next four days. “Try to have fun at your family reunion, okay?” He can't help but groan, he'd almost forgotten how boring and tiring these days would be, he loves the effect Cyrus has on him.

“I don't promise much.” By the face Cyrus makes, his boyfriend also knows he's not kidding. “I'm going to miss you so much. I love you Cyrus, don't forget that.”

“I love you too TJ.” This time, they don't kiss, they let go completely, Cyrus opens the door and watches him walk through it. “Don't forget that either.”

“I couldn't, not even if I wanted to.” He doesn't say a joke even though he's dying to. “See you Tuesday.”

“See you Tuesday, I love you.”

“I love you too.” He starts walking home with the cold January wind hitting his face, the feeling of regret creeping in without warning, he wishes he could tell his parents that he doesn't want to go, that he wants to stay with Cyrus for as long as possible. He knows he still can't, besides, he wants to see his grandmother.

He sighs, but before sadness and homesickness can take over, his phone buzzes three times, it's texts from Cyrus.

I love you TJ.

I miss you already.

Don't forget to bring me a gift when you get back.

He can't help but smile, the same warmth as always appears in his stomach and runs through his whole body, Tuesday can't come fast enough.

[nimuetheseawitch]

WIP Wednesday Words:

around, back, over

Around, from Noir:

“Well, Ms. Tyrus, not to give those idiots in the police force more credit than they deserve, but plenty of people run away from gambling debts. It’s much safer than sticking around when you can’t pay them. And if the police thought he’d been murdered, they’d at least pursue it a little. They need to look like they’re doing something about Atlantis’ organized crime problem. So what makes you think that I’ll be able to find any differently?”

Back, also from Noir:

Instead of answering, he shoved the lighter back in his pocket and headed towards the door. He also made the mistake of looking back before heading in. The diffuse illumination of the streetlamp and the pinprick of the cigarette didn’t give much light, but Rodney was pretty sure the man had winked.

Over, from the fake dating fic I haven't touched in a while:

John and Rodney blanched and Rodney was asking, "Adoption?" at the same time as John's voice practically cracked over "Marriage?"