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bronx-bomber87 · 29 days

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Happy Wednesday lovely Fandom :) Phew lord we’ve reached the eps I’ve only watched once. Because I was far too destroyed to watch them again. Knew my second time around would be my rewatch. I’m not ready emotionally. Will I ever be though? lol If we don't laugh we cry right? Ha Anyways I’m on a strict timetable before I move. So press forward I must. Sad at the lack of gifs in this one. But also understandable since we were all anxious af after this one. I am excited to do Tim analysis though. I always enjoy that.

Also pre-shout out to Eric and Melissa in this one. They never cease to amaze me with their acting chops and chemistry. Eric really kills me in this one in particular. Let us begin the slow breaking of our shipper hearts shall we? Also thank you to my readers for going through this with me. Once was hard enough. But revisiting isn’t any easier so thank you for coming with me on this journey. Off we go.

6x05 The Vow

We get our couple immediately after the cold open. I knew going into this ep it was going to be angsty. I just had no idea why or how bad it would be…It’s date night for our beautiful pair. I just love them constantly dating each other. Makes my soul so damn happy. I can’t put it into words well enough. We get ship crack in this opening sequence for sure though. The way they light up when they see one another. That never gets old. Lucy is lighting candles when her man enters in.

Tim couldn’t be any cuter just as happy for date night as she is. Looks like he’s carrying quite a bit into her apt. Lucy instantly notices his present for her. Tim continues with the cuteness and says yes and the beer is for him. This is so domestic I wanna die. This moment started off so precious I knew he we were in for a world hurt tbh. This scene was the calm before the storm.

Tim is not wasting any time getting a thank you kiss in. Lucy is lit up like a Christmas tree as she leans in for said kiss. I adore the smiles going into it. Making my shipper heart giddy af. Also his grip on her arm. Drawing her in nice and close. It’s doing things to me as they melt into each other. Lucy’s questioning face cracks me up as she pulls back. Tim picking up on it right away. Asking her 'What?' With so much sass I’m cackling. How he has grown in his sass heh

Lucy can’t help but note gift giving isn’t his normal love language. Fact that they’re talking about love languages has me reeling so much. It’s just so cute. I'm squeeing at how friggin precious and domestic this is. Tim challenges her back. Asking what is his love language then? Their banter right here is one of their love languages let's be honest LOL Always top tier with some flirtation mixed in for good measure.

Lucy being cute as all hell replies ‘Terse nods mainly.’ I mean she isn’t wrong haha There have been some wonderful sets about this line. Man sure does love his terse nods. For her especially. Mainly her really. Tim continues his trajectory towards adorable with his reply. Letting her know he’s trying to change things up.

The smile on that man’s face. Oh my word. I said this a lot in S5 and I’ll say it again. Have we ever seen this man so damn happy before her? The answer is a sharp no. Not ever. She is the absolute joy in his life. It just radiates out of him when they’re together. Especially when they’re bantering. Ugh my heart. These two kill me in the best way.

Lucy then turns into an adorable little bean herself. Asking Tim if she can open it now? She is so excited about this impromptu gift. No way she can wait through their dinner to open it. Tim say of course she can. I’m sure he was hoping she would open it right away. Especially with the thought he put into it. Also well done on the wrapping good sir.

Lucy’s reaction is delightful. It reminds me of the way she reacted in 6x03 with her trophy. Blown away by this man’s thoughtfulness. Not only that but making her laugh in the process as well. We get a second in love 'Lucy smile' in the second gif. He is so gone for her. Man they were really setting us up for a fall with the goodies they packed into this scene.

I love how Tim locks eyes with her and is beaming ear to ear. No one makes him smile like that except Lucy. Legit the sunshine in this man’s life. I can’t get over how damn happy he looks. My heart might implode at how happy he is. Happiness looks so good on him. Also how proud he looks as well at his choice in gift. Patting himself on the back for it hehe

We see it’s her KIA radio in a display case. Lucy looking at him like he’s hung the moon and stars. Bringing out her own in love 'Tim smile.' She too is beaming right back. Heart eyes paired with that joyful smile. Tim for this moment (not the rest of this ep) is once again 10/10 for her. Commemorating her takedown of Jeff Budny. Saw an excellent parallel between this and 2x12. About Tim giving back things that saved her life for him. My damn heart. I’m fine….

Tim continues on to say it was to memorialize the radio that saved her life. So grateful to that radio for taking the hit it did. I remember thinking how that radio represented her communication problems. Little did I know it would soon represent Tim’s as well. The irony of this gift will hit us painfully hard later in this episode. Having watched rest of the season as well it represents their’s as a couple too. *sigh*

Anyways we get a SECOND kiss in this moment. That’s how I knew it was coming like a freight train at us. We got cuteness, flirtation, banter and two kisses in one scene. They were setting us up for a very hurtful fall. They just look like two happy idiots in love. *dreamy sigh* I wanna die it’s so precious. They fall back into each other for this second kiss.

The look in Lucy’s eyes ready to thank him for this radio. Not with dinner but some sexy times. That kiss before it’s interrupted looked like it was headed for the bedroom. Dinner be damned at that point. The way Tim is leaning heavily into that kiss too. Ready to go in for more. His patented first kiss need an immediate second one well underway. Phew lord. He was more than ready to receive that thanks LOL

Sadly Tamara steps through the door. Doing what she does best. Be a wet blanket for their bedroom endeavors. I love her anyways though haha She instantly apologizes saying she forgot it was date night. Tim sighs as they pull apart and Lucy goes into mom mode after she hits Tim. haha It’s so cute. Little damn family up in here.

Tamara says she can hide in her room. Lucy replies that’s not necessary. That she can make a plate for her room if she’d like though. Then the scene takes a giant shift in tone. Tim receives the phone call that ruins our entire shipper lives. It sounds dramatic but it’s really not…Tim’s whole demeanor changes. Lucy is crazy intuitive to it. Her internal Tim radar going haywire. The tight way he replies and says he has to go.

Lucy wanting follow up questions. It’s the way she says. ‘Just wait.’ Not wanting him to go. *heart clutch* The sheer panic and worry developing in her soul and in ours. That gnawing unsettling feeling we feel through out the rest of the episode. Breaks my heart. She clearly spent the whole day waiting to be with him for their date night. Only to have him taken away with no answers. Lucy looks SHOOK as her entire heart walks out the door. It's written all over her face. His abrupt departure filling her with questions and worry. So it begins…

We see Tim pull up in his truck to the pre-arranged spot. A man comes out of his own car and enters in. I was on pins and needles waiting to see wtf this was about. Who the man was. Why he had the power to make Tim, basically run from date night with his girl. I knew in the back of my mind had to be his military past. Only thing I could think of to make him spook like this.

They shake hands when he gets into the truck. He thanks Tim for coming. Our boy replies he didn’t have a choice. If Ray is alive they have a big problem. The intrigue meter continued to grow. Who was this Ray? What problem did he present to them both? Tim looks like he’s seen a ghost when he’s shown Ray’s photo. He was supposed to have died in an air strike….He's been working as a gun for hire and came into LAX the day before.

Tim asks why he would come to L.A? Apparently his mom is dying of cancer. That’s who they’re staking out. It’s here we find out what the vow is. And it’s not a good one….Tim is not onboard for honoring this pact they made. To kill Ray if he ever resurfaced. To pay him back for the friends he killed. We see the conflict on Tim's face. How he doesn’t know how he’s gonna tackle this. Eric killing me softly early on in this one. His eyes alone scream so much emotion.

We see Lucy unable to sleep. In what I can only assume is Tim’s shirt. I think Melissa confirmed it was and thanked the fans for their keen eye. It’s the little things we love so much. Lucy is clearly missing him. So naturally she sleeps in a shirt of his. Also her DOD ring and her necklace are in plain view as well. Killing me softly. She can’t sleep because he’s supposed to be next to her. His consistent calming presence is missing and she can’t relax enough to rest.

Their date night was supposed to end with him asleep by her side. Not this. We can see the anxiety just seeping out of her. Don’t blame her one bit. No one knows that man better than her. From the second he took that phone call she knew. Deep in her gut that not only was something off but very very wrong. Her whole being emanating unease and concern. I feel you Lucy. The rapport and connection they’ve built over last 5 seasons coming in hot here.

Lucy looks sick to her stomach and it makes me wanna cry. The hurts so good is ever present in this scene. She is missing him and crazy worried. Her rampant anxiety is not letting her rest. My guess is other than 6x01 they’ve scarcely spent a night apart. The way he took off is scaring the shit out of her with good reason. So she tries to quell it with a phone call. Sadly she gets his VM. Her message to him makes my stomach sink more. Lucy is used to being his go to. She was left in the cold and her stress level is rising due to it.

Tim watches her call and VM come in. He looks pained at not being able to answer it. It’s the way he sighs and closes his eyes. It’s killing him to keep her at a distance. Eric out here trying to murder my feels with his superb acting. This truly begins the immense breakdown that is their communication. Lucy showed her hand at it before this ep in 6x04. Now it’s Tim’s turn at it. We had indications of it but s6 showed us how glaring it is. The cracks in their foundation were there. We just didn't want to see it. These are the issues Eric wanted to tackle.

Honestly when we're on the other side of this I'll be real grateful for it. Till then this just hurts. Now Tim’s communication probs are particularly glaring in these in this ep and the next. Pains me to write it but our boy has serious issues with stuff like this. You know he knows she is at home worried sick. That’s why he looks so pained. Tim knows her just as well as she does him. Very aware she is panicked and worried about where he is. If he’s ok. Absolutely killing him to keep her in the dark. To Tim right now he think's despite that it's the right call.

This is Tim Bradford so he thinks he’s doing it to protect her. To keep her from his dark past affecting her. If he distances himself and handles it solo it’ll be ok. Because he doesn’t need help. Wants shoulder this alone. Oh Timothy, my love you are so wrong. It pains me how wrong you are. His childhood issues screaming out in this decision. Which we will get into. That gif of Captain Holt's ‘Paaaaiiiin’ gif is fitting right here. *sad sigh*

Greer rejoins Tim in the truck with his recon. Tim is clearly uncomfortable with this whole thing. Weighing so many things at the moment. What he has to lose with any action they do. His soul is already so heavy with the past. It pains me to watch this. Tim is trying so hard to talk Mark out of this. Asking what they’re really going to do? What the point of all this really is? Noting them even talking about this is criminal conspiracy. Greer gas lights Tim this entire episode and I do not appreciate it.

Saying he can’t believe the ‘Reaper.’ is going soft on him. He is softer because of a wonderful woman named Lucy Chen. He’s in love with a person who is beautiful inside and out. One who has changed him so much. So yeah he’s softer now Greer. Also the first time I heard that nickname it made me fan myself. Is that wrong? lmao Idk if it is but I found it insanely attractive. I probably shouldn’t haha But here we are. With me still finding that service nickname sexy. I am who I am. Tim says he isn’t soft. He’s only thinking of what’s at risk here.

They can’t be committing murder, because of a pact that was made years and years ago. I love Tim’s line about they made it in the anger and fog of war. No doubt, with his nickname alone, we can see how angry Tim was going into the service. How could he not be? He came from a household where his emotions were suppressed heavily. So there is zero doubt in my mind he went into the service full of anger. Not only angry but loyal af as we know. That combination alone would result in this pact/vow being made.

Tim is almost reflecting on how much he has grown since that moment in time. There was a lot of talk about the ways Tim hasn’t changed following this episode. Hell even inside this ep with him keeping Lucy at bay. But he has. He changed so very much since Lucy came into his life. It’s why he brings up the lives they’ve built. The life he is currently building with his soulmate. The jobs they hold.

That angry young man doesn’t exist anymore. The one who would murder for his squad in retaliation. Now Tim still has that instinct in him. Don’t get me wrong; scorched earth for those who mess with his loved ones. But this? This situation puts the life he’s built at risk. Puts the love of his life at risk within the department. Unfortunately Tim is still loyal af and Greer uses that against him.

Gas lights him some more. Saying how they’ll never get to build lives because of Ray. Pulling on that thread of guilt that lives deep inside Tim's soul. Trying to reawaken a man that is long gone at this point. But is still loyal to a fault. Weighed down with enough tortured guilt to keep this going. I resent Mark for using it against him I really do. Friggin stunard...My Italian rage coming out for Greer.

It’s here we find out more about what went down between them all. Not only that but WHY him being around is such a damn problem for Tim/Mark. I would be remiss if I didn't note this. How much I am enjoying Tim in street clothes. Mmm nice and scruffy too. He is scruffy most of this season and I am here for it. He looks so good in that jacket it’s sinful. How can he make such a simple jacket so attractive? Yum. Ray asks what they’re doing here? Greer pipes in to bring him to justice. He asks for what?

Tim starts to list off the numerous reasons why. Going AWOL, faking his death, felony grand theft, stealing half million from the government. Just to name a few sweet lord… Then to top it off, he called in an air strike on his own guys when they came for him. Ugh. Real peach this one. That there wasn’t enough of Henderson and Coyle to fit in a shoe box….ooof. It’s here we find out what Ray has on them. That he read the after action report. That it didn’t read that way. Tim justifies it by saying it only reads that way so his wife and daughter got his death benefits.

Of course that’s the most Tim Bradford thing ever. ‘Some things matter more.’ Only breaking the rules if it’s for the greater good. We talk a lot about Lucy’s empathy but don’t sleep on Tim’s. It runs very very deep. This is proof it was a huge part of him before the Isabel trauma buried it and Lucy resurrected it. That being said this doesn’t look good at all for Tim. By bringing Ray in it endangers their service record and their current jobs. Because as kind as what they did was. It has consequences because they lied on an official government document. My stomach turned even farther with this scene.

Eric KILLS me in this portion. This man has no right making me this emotional. How has he not won any awards? His beautiful shimmering blue eyes cutting me deep. Eric is so expressive in just his eyes alone. But he gives this scene everything he’s got in his arsenal my god. They get away from Ray’s to talk. Tim immediately says they’re not killing him. It’s not happening. (Someone needs to capture this scene in gif form BTW) It's a crime there isn't one. Mark tries to appeal he’s dead anyways.

Tim won’t hear of it. Says it won’t matter when the nightmares come knocking. And we know he’s had those nightmares. Not just about the service but about 5x19. About the life he was forced to take. Tim says they need to just come clean about everything. They don’t have a choice. Greer fights him some more. Saying it’s just going to blow up their lives as a result. Tim tells him he won’t let that happen. He’ll take the fall for him. Ugh Tim no. You have a life that’ll get blown up too my love. A woman who would be devastated to watch this take you down.

There's a Lyric from a band I love. "A thousand scars betray me Oh, what's another one?" That is Tim in this moment. What's one more emotional scar? Better than Greer losing his life because of what he chose. Tim's integrity is one of my fav traits about him. It’s the one I relate to the most. Because I am the same way. It drives a lot of my decisions. He's so willing to fall on his sword because he bears the weight of that decision still. Mark pleads some more but Tim won’t have it. Says he can’t with tears in his eyes. (I'm fine....) He is not that hot headed young man anymore. Life has kicked him around and he’s seen things. This isn’t the path and he won’t let Greer take it.

Tim follows up with he won’t let him do it. Even if it’s without him. It’s here where Eric just rips my heart out with his performance. When Mark asks him if he would arrest him if he killed Ray? It’s the way his voice breaks. Tears threatening to fall when he chokes out ‘Yes.’ Rip my heart right out writers sweet lord. Greer says he’s out then. But I wanna deck him for his reply after that. He hangs all future crimes Ray does on Tim. I don’t curse very often in these. But how fucking dare you sir. How dare you put that on this man.

He is already riddled with so much guilt and shame. His soul is ten times heavier than it should be. Because Tim shoulders things deeply. Not only that he does it solo. A chunk of what weighs his soul down isn’t even his fault. Tim is a much deeper empath than he’s given credit for as I stated earlier. He absorbs the feelings and pain of those around him. Takes them in and never lets it go. It’s why he was and honestly still is so rigid as a cop. That iconic line ‘Rules matter boot.’ Was his PTSD in a line and we had no idea back in S2.

Because anytime this man has let his guard down to break the rules it’s hurt him. Mitch, Isabel and we now find out about this. Tim did the right thing and yet he’s paying the price not Ray. It’s the hitch in his breath as Mark takes off that’s the final emotional blow for me. I just want to hug him so much. The way he tries to catch his breath after he’s gone. Finally releasing all the emotions he was bottling up. You can see why he was wants to retreat to one person who will make him feel whole again. It’s why his next scene is with Lucy….

This scene we get to see Melissa shine along side Eric. Killing us softly with their angsty goodness. We watch the sheer amount of relief run across Lucy’s face. It's evident when she hears his keys in the door. The happy relief is fleeting though. Her opening line is salty af as it should be. ‘Oh good, you’re not dead.’ She is ready to rip into him and rightfully so. Hurts to watch but she has every damn right to. She kept it together for work. But now that he’s in front of her she doesn’t have to. Her sass turns into the anxiety and worry she’s gone through. Telling him that his sorry isn't good enough. (it’s not…)

Saying she spent the last THIRTY-SIX hours. (That's a day and a half Timothy...) Worried he was bleeding out in various landmarks all over the city. Ugh poor Lucy. That’s very taxing on your nervous system to be in that state of mind for that long. That’s way too long to go without communication. But this is pre-therapy Tim so...Communication isn’t his strong suit when he isn’t in fight or flight mode. One of my fav lines of the scene. ‘Telling me you’re alive is NOT optional.’ Hell no it's not. The hitch in her voice and tears in her eyes. Gah killing it Mel.

Trying to communicate clearly to him this behavior isn’t going to fly. Not ever. Rewatching this season, it pains me how many hints the writers gave us about their communication problems. Now Lucy is trying here. With telling him what he did was not ok in the least. She then asks what the hell is making him so crazy? Expecting him to tell her. Tim’s reply is vague and only serves to make her angrier. Especially when he says he’s doing it to protect her status at the station. She asks if he committed a crime?

The irony of this scene is that radio being prominently shown. How it was a happy thing 36 hours ago. Now it’s a symbol of their dysfunctional communication as a couple. Tim tells her no…Not technically. The fire continues to build in Lucy. Angrily retorting how it’s serious enough she could be disciplined for not reporting it then. Tim tries to do his protection line for her but it doesn’t land at all. The fire in her is raging at this point. She stands up and angrily asks what he’s doing here then? Tim is so taken aback by this. His reply breaks my heart. Stumbling over himself ‘I...I came to see you…’

To Tim it’s his default to go to her. When he’s upset or lost he goes to Lucy. Seeking her out like the sanctuary she’s always been for him. Has been for years. Even more so since they got together. Tim came to be near his comforter and happy place. Wanting her to envelop him in her arms and take his hurt away. Unfortunately my love, she can’t help or take away what she doesn’t know about. It’s why her hellfire continues on. Lucy absolutely obliterates him with her reply. 'To what? Order take in? Watch TV? Pretend like nothing is going on?' Tim so desperately wants to sink into solace he’s used to. But he won’t let himself tell her what's going on.

Thus denying himself the one thing he came here for. Her. Lucy (who is wearing the same blouse from 5x12 btw. Way to push the knife deeper writers) tells him if he’s not here to tell her to truth.... We pan back to Tim’s face. She can read him like a book and knows he’s not going to. She then tells him he’s needs to leave. My heart is on the floor at this point. I totally understand her drawing this boundary. I truly do. Lucy is trying to show him there are consequences to his actions. Holding him accountable. That he needs to communicate and trust her. Lucy wants him to see despite the ramifications she is there for him. Sadly Tim doesn’t see this hence her asking him to leave. My poor shipper heart.

To make matters worse Eric is personally attacking me with his teary eyes and hurt puppy dog expression. Had to get this gif in. Why? Because it beautifully captures the devastation of her sending him away. We haven’t seen him this visibly upset since 4x09. Except this time his person isn’t there to make his tears go away. She is the one causing them and sending him away. The range of emotions flitting across his face has me bawling my eyes out. The man deserves all the awards once again. The way his eyes convey so much. How utterly wrecked he is. It's written all over his expression.

Eric brought it so hard in this episode holy hell. Tim came to her seeking out the comfort of normalcy from her. As we all know our boy needs his routine and structure to stay sane. Lucy has become an intricate part of that. He sought out his girlfriend to stabilize himself. Sadly there was no comfort to be found for him. Gotta give to get my poor broken boy. As much as it’s frustrating to watch him do this I get it. As I said earlier he has the tendency to shoulder burdens alone. It’s how he has survived most of his life. Doesn't excuse it just explains it.

His childhood is a massive proponent of why he operates this way. He came from an abusive household as we all know. Where he had to turn off his emotions and learn not to ask for help. If he did it only served to further the abuse. Also it was looked upon as weak. Was seen as useless if you did. When that is ingrained in you at an early age it is so friggin hard to get rid of it. It's an instant default for him. It’s not something being loved properly just gets rid of. If anything it only makes it worse on some level. Because it means you something to lose as Tim does in Lucy.

To explain Tim’s side of it I need to give a little piece of me. I can relate because of what my mother did to me growing up. It’s something I fight to this very day. I hope one day it’ll be easier and less of a deep grove in my brain I go to. Most of my childhood as I’ve shared was full of emotional abuse. My mom didn’t like it if you spoke your mind or messed up in any way. If you did you got the silent treatment for weeks on end. I wish I was kidding. She once went three weeks without speaking to me as a kid. Pretending like I didn’t exist. Felt like I didn’t have a mother. As I got older her default punishment only got worse. When I went to college my baby sister got engaged couple years in.

To a wonderful man. They're still married and happy btw. But my mother could see herself losing her control over my sister. Told me to pick between her and my baby sister. The choice was easy. I picked my sister. She then abandoned me and didn’t speak to me for 18 months after that. Her doing that made me feel like, whenever I stand up for myself or make a mistake with someone I love, I’m going to be abandoned. I just recently got into a fight with said sister. I had that exact same panic after I stood up for myself thinking she was going to discard me. She has proven time and again that’s not true. It’ll never be true. My sister and her husband have always made room for me in their lives here in CO. Made me feel loved unconditionally.

The same will be true when I join them in TN when I move. And yet that deep ingrained thought that she would abandon me still appeared. Worried that because I had stood up for myself she would do what my mom did. She didn’t cause loves me. But I’m still not used to the idea of unconditional love. It’s hard to grasp when you’ve never really had it before. So this is where I related to Tim so hard and defaulting to doing this alone. I’m in my 30s and this still affects me deeply even with therapy. Tim is pre-therapy and not seeing the unconditional love Lucy has for him. Which is a precursor for 6x06 honestly. You could have the best human in the world loving you and still not accept it or understand that you even have it.

Tim doesn’t know how to ask for help and to see Lucy would love him through his mistakes. He’s protecting her but also himself in this moment. Because he’s ashamed of what he’s involved in. That she won’t love him anymore due to his past sins. So he’s keeping her at a distance from him. Thinking it’s protecting her from his toxic past. But also protecting him from losing her as well. This scene, sadly, is the result of many miscommunications since they started boiling up and over. A gradual escalation toward breaking apart. This was a incredibly hard scene to stomach and watch. Lucy is vibrating with how upset she is when he says ‘Understood’ and leaves. Un-break my heart you guys.

Another banger of a song running through this final scene. The songs always hit and work so well with the tempo of a scene. It’s ’Teeth.’ By mallrat. Have a whole playlist of songs from this show I love it. We see Lucy looking at her phone fighting the urge to call Tim. Despite their epic fight she misses him. It clearly shows. Tamara brings her out of her thoughts by plopping on the couch. Asking her what she's doing?I adore her saying she is going to be a good girlfriend. Trust her man. *heart damn clutch* HER MAN. It’s the little morsel we all needed after that heated argument of insane pain.

I am most grateful for Tamara in this moment. Wanted to shove her out the door in the opening scene though. LOL Nolan is such a failure to be there for Lucy earlier in the ep. Where as Tamara is clutch af in this moment. She is emotional support while Lucy goes through this. Talks it out with her. Tamara asks if she’s heard anything? Lucy tells her about their heated fight last night. That it’s been their only contact….That Tim just stood there. Lucy seems so at a loss and it hurts my heart.

Tamara makes her laugh and says they should put a tracker in his truck lmao Lucy calling her out for being a bad influence. Tamara follows up that No, she’s just a really good teacher. Lucy is floored replying what? Wasn't able to fit this in but her lessons learned are hilarious. No coffee in gun hand and head on a swivel. The swivel part had me laughing so hard. What a goober. I love them. Just the levity Lucy needed. I need more of them in S7.

We pan back to Tim in his truck. Longingly looking at his phone. Specifically at Lucy’s contact page. He is breaking on the inside without her and yet can’t force himself to let her in. Also would’ve killed me if it had a pic of Lucy or of them. I would’ve legit died of happiness. What a missed opportunity writers. He is missing her so much and is dying to reach out. Wants her by his side but can’t overcome his wiring to do so.

His default is to go to her. To talk to her. Once again just another look into their broken communication. When one stops so does the other and it goes to shit. They are partners in every sense of the word except for their communication. They were stellar at that with work. It blows my mind how quickly that broke down when they got together. They had something extra special to lose when they did though. *sigh* s7 you have work to do.

We see Tim refocus his sights on Ray. Tasked with the mantle Mark Greer thrust upon him. He’s now on a crusade to catch him before Tim has anything else to add to his soul…. Phew this was an emotionally draining one to get though and it’s not even the harder of two. Phew lord. Thank you to every single one of you reading these, liking them, reblogging or commenting (love me some comments don’t be shy) they mean the world to me. I shall see you all in 6x06 where can sob together. ❤️

Side notes-non chenford

All the Aaron and Blair scenes are so icky knowing her endstory. Bleh.

Beauty of rewatching I can skip all the Nolan content. Snoozeville again.

Smitty only hanging out in therapy office for snacks lmao Needed in a tense episode

Lucy’s crack about asking Celina To Aaron. Lmao. Commend our girl for cracking jokes and keeping her shit together on shift.

Nolan is absolutely useless when Lucy comes to him for help. Their friendship truly fell apart when Jackson died. Any rapport or connection shot to hell. He can’t read the utter panic she is in and I hate him for it. As useful as a paper hat in a rainstorm to keep you dry.

Also the lyrics used earlier from my fav bad RED. The lyrics ARE TIM. In this episode to a tee Here's the link https://genius.com/Red-cauterize-lyrics

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astrronomemes · 1 year

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SLEEPING AT LAST: ENNEAGRAM STARTERS

a collection of lyrics from the Sleeping at Last Enneagram album. change & alter as needed.

“I believe that we can fix this.”

“I’m not saying ‘perfect’ exists in this life, but we’ll only know for certain if we try.”

“The list goes on forever of all the ways I could be better.”

“Sweetheart, you look a little tired. When did you last eat?”

“Come in and make yourself right at home. Stay as long as you need.”

“Tell me, is something wrong? If something’s wrong, you can count on me.”

“You know I’ll take my heart clean apart if it helps yours beat.”

“I will love you with every single thing I have.”

“I will love you without any strings attached.”

“No, I don’t want to talk about myself.”

“Tell me where it hurts.”

“I just want to build you up until you’re good as new.”

“Maybe, one day, I will get around to fixing myself, too.”

“I just want to love you and love you and love you well. I just want to learn how, somehow, to be loved myself.”

“Maybe I’ve done enough.”

“This trophy isn’t real love. And with or without it, I’m good enough.”

“I finally see myself through the eyes of no one else.”

“I’m turning out the lights to remember how to see.”

“What if we already are who we’ve been dying to become?”

“I want to watch the universe expand. I want to break it into pieces small enough to understand.”

“I can’t put my mind to rest.”

“A white flag waves in the dark between my head and my heart.”

“Oh, god, I’m so tired of being afraid.”

“What would it feel like, to put this baggage down? If I’m being honest, I’m not sure I’d know how.”

“Maybe I’m stronger than I realize.”

“Trust that there will be light always waiting behind even the darkest of nights.”

“We’ll be okay. Don’t be afraid.”

“How nice it’d be if we could try everything.”

“I’m serious. Let’s make a list, and just begin.”

“Let’s climb this mountain before we cross that bridge.”

“It costs farewell tears for a welcome-home parade.”

“I’ll find the silver lining, no matter what the price.”

“It feels like I’m sinking when I’m standing in one place.”

“I’ve learned to travel light.”

“Tomorrow will be beautiful.”

“I grew up too quick.”

“I won’t let you in. I swore, never again.”

“I want to break these bones until they’re better.”

“All I want is to trust you.”

“I’m just a kid who grew up scared enough to hold the door shut.”

“I am strong enough to let you in.”

“I’ve been less than half of myself for more than half of my life.”

“There’s so much worth fighting for. You’ll see.”

“I’m just trying to find myself through someone else’s eyes.”

“How do I forgive myself for losing so much time?”

“We were born to try.”

#rp meme #roleplay meme #rp starters #roleplay starters #dialogue prompts #rp prompts #roleplay prompts #rp memes #roleplay memes #sentence prompts #sentence memes #sentence starters

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sculptorofcrimson · 6 months

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A Gift fit for a King

Inspired by @kit-williams !

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“It has been done. It's beautiful, isn't it? The view below. It’s done. It’s all done. It’s beautiful now. We’ve made them beautiful.” The Palace was, finally, complete. The Master of Mankind, ruling before all over His throne, gazing upon the prettiest, presentable faces of humanity, those who were the scum of the earth scoured by His gaze. The Custodes who had scrubbed Ararat clean of Cataegis corpses gave Him a bow. His eye lingers upon him for a few moments, then gestures once in dismissal.

+ Well done. + He purrs, and satisfaction, the only joy in a life devoid of emotion, flares through the Custodian.

Do you love us yet, my lord?

As tradition dictates, one kneels when offering the Emperor a prize. Valdor knelt as he offered the silver platter. Blood seeps through the plating to pool over his knuckles.

“A gift for you, my Emperor.”

The Emperor takes the platter with no more attention than you might offer a particularly amusing dog. With infinite carefulness, He removes the lid, examining the severed head with cold disinterest. Then, slowly, almost lazily, like a well-fed cat, He smiles and Valdor swoops into a full kneel.

+ And what of her sons? +

“They were taken to be Custodes, my lord.”

They too shall love Him.

He smiled. And only inclined His head softly in dismissal.

Do you love us yet, my Emperor?

The next trophy tasted of ash. The Emperor gazes upon the chalice, its rim still coated with Custodes blood, interest flaring in His gaze. The kneeling Shadowkeeper, limping, skewed on one side, using his spear as a crutch, kept upright only through sheer yearning. The glint in His eye ignites. And that simple movement brings life flooding through the Shadowkeeper’s ruined limbs as he crashes down into a kneel.

“My lord…” he speaks through blood clogged lungs. The Emperor extends His claws for the chalice. He scrambles to deliver it into His palm.

The hint of a smile. The edge of satisfaction. The Emperor muttering a sweet purr as He lifted the chalice, tasting the aura of bloodshed, of sacrifice it must have taken to recover it.

“My lord.” The Shadowkeeper rasps. His eyes were wide with reverence behind that auramite, and desperate affection. “We present an offering.”

The Emperor opens His palm, His attention briefly shifting to the Custodes. With a single gesture, He beckons for the wounded Shadowkeeper to approach. + You have done well, Hades. + His voice hums in appeasement, attention already returning to the artifact. + I expect nothing less than perfection from you. Well done. +

Bloodshot, exhausted eyes flutter close behind that auramite, basking slowly in the joy of his master’s approval, however short it may have been. “Thank you, my lord. Thank you…”

Do you love us yet, my Emperor?

The Webway was hell. Hell upon this earth. His one bloodied eye blinked, dropped shut, and opened again with great force. With great difficulty, he lifted his head, a broken jaw grating as he opened a ruined mouth and tried to speak. The auramite smothered his cries. The bloody ruin of His Custodian gazed upon His perfect face, and tried to cry out.

Slowly, with guarded interest, His gaze swept across the bloodied floor, and anchored upon the wreck that had once been His Custodian.

A crack in His shield. A shattering of His mask. For a moment, in death, His face softened. Pity, and almost sorrow, nearly broke through as the corpse raised one hand in His direction, palm upwards, straining for Him. Wordless words fell from a tongue too ruined to speak.

“Do you love us yet, my Emperor?”

Ra stumbled as he ran. His tribute was nothing more than himself, nothing more than his heart, and yet it was enough. It was enough as he saw that moment of terrible, broken compassion in His face, the sorrow in age old eyes as He raised His sword and carved Him a path of flame. Ra asked for no explanation. Ra needed no explanation.

He turned, and ran from the broken gaze of his lord, abandoning his master behind to His fate. He fled into the embrace of the Webway, hearing the anguish of his brothers left behind, feeling the ache of a golden heart just newly broken in two.

The Emperor’s gaze falls upon him like a tender storm. It embraces him with not joy, nor victory, but sweet bitterness.

And good-bye lasted forever.

He loved him yet, his Emperor.

Yes. Yes, He loved.

#wh40k #warhammer40k #warhammer 40k #constantin valdor #sculptor of crimson #warhammer #wh40k writing prompts #adeptus custodes #emperor of mankind #drabble #warhammer 40000 #fanfiction #yandere Custodes #concept #warhammer oc #sorta #ra endymion #emperor x ra

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**Please do not repost without credit** [TRANS] 2022.11.07 SONE NOTE LIVE Special

Question 1: What are a few words to describe the past year that marked your 15th anniversary since your debut? Please explain why you chose them as well.

Taeyeon: Time flies! I think we have done more compared to the time we’ve spent.

Sunny: Party!!! There’s a celebratory meaning for us, but we also celebrated with the fans while making fun memories, and we have also received congratulatory messages from a lot of people, so it was a very fun party year.

Hyoyeon: No more pent up feelings! I believe that through our 7th album activities, we have finally been able to resolve the feelings that all the fans and I have had about wanting to meet each other.

Yuri: A festival between SONE and SNSD only. The SNSD members have been preparing for the project from one year ago for the summer of the 15th anniversary, and it is a celebration of SNSD and SONE’s time together so far.

Yoona: Happiness. It was a happy year for both SNSD and SONE, as the moment everyone had been waiting for arrived.

Question 2: What is your favorite SNSD song?

Taeyeon: “FOREVER 1”! It's a song that expresses SNSD as it is today, without being bound by a concept!

Sunny: “Kissing You”?? The lyrics of the song are beautiful the more I listen to it.

Hyoyeon: The song that comes to mind now is “Baby Baby”! I think it’s a song that expresses when SNSD was innocent well.

Yuri: The Japanese version of “GENIE”! It’s the official debut song for SNSD in Japan, and it was the opening song for concerts, so it is very memorable. It's a very memorable song as we did a lot of activities with the song on Japanese programs.

Yoona: I like the song “Summer Night”, which is on the new album. I like the song’s vibe.

Question 3: What is a memorable moment in your activities in Japan?

Taeyeon: Hot springs trip with the members!

Sunny: The hot springs we went to during the tour! And the trophy and the award ceremony that our staff held for us when our album became a million seller!!! It was so fun~

Hyoyeon: The Japan tours! I still remember the arena tours very well.

Yuri: The tours. They were very enjoyable. When I look back, it was a time when I made various memories with the members and got closer to Japan’s SONE. I had a lot of fun touring around the different cities of Japan, eating delicious food and getting a feel for the culture of the fans in each city.

Yoona: The arena tours, and the Tokyo Dome concert.

Question 4: Are there any lessons you have learned during your 15th anniversary since debut that you would like to cherish for the future?

Taeyeon: Everything won’t go as you’d like it to, but that’s life.

Sunny: That health is the most important!? Let's make sure every moment counts and feel thankful!

Hyoyeon: Hard work pays off! I want to keep being someone who keeps working hard from now on.

Yuri: It will happen one day if you don’t give up. I’m someone that believes that the power to keep going is the most important, but I think that in order to achieve this, we must believe that no matter what adversity, if we don't give up, it will come true. I am striving to continue as I have.

Yoona: That a good moment will come one day if you steadily keep at it!

Question 5: Please tell us once again what SNSD's appeal is.

Taeyeon: Variety. Everyone’s personality is different.

Sunny: Diverseness!! The member’s personalities are similar but different, and everyone has different quirks so it’s very interesting to see!!!

Hyoyeon: An eight colored bird* (A variety of appeals) I really feel like SNSD can take on any concept. *TL note: Bird species name is the fairy pitta

Yuri: I feel that Japan’s SONE would know that better than me!

Yoona: Energy!

Question 6: What are you interested in or want to try now?

Taeyeon: I’m interested in psychology, because it’s something I don’t know.

Sunny: I want to try making smoked food using actual firewood and charcoal (laughs)

Hyoyeon: I’ve recently been interested in going to countries I haven’t gone to before! Also, I’d like to try having a world tour as a DJ!

Yuri: Action? I’d like to try being an actress for an action drama one day (laughs) Kind of like The Huntresses?

Yoona: It would be nice to cook again if I had the time.

Question 7: A message for SONE JAPAN please.

Taeyeon: Everyone, please spend your precious days [well]! May healthy days and only good things come to you all ♡

Sunny: My beloved SONE JAPAN♡ I always long for the day to see you again (T-T) I miss delicious Japanese food, the interesting and cute things, and above all I miss your twinkling eyes that you all have when you look at SNSD!!!! I miss the fans that you paste our names and pictures on, too! (laughs) I believe that the day we can meet again is soon!! Be well and don’t forget me!! Please wait until we can meet again♡ Thank you always!!!!!

Hyoyeon: I was very happy to be able to see you all at SMTOWN in Japan the other day! It’d be nice if there were more chances to be able to see you frequently from now on. Thank you always!

Yuri: Thank you so much for celebrating our 15th anniversary with us! It was a very happy activity for me. I really wanted to see you all. Are you doing well? I haven’t seen you in a long time and I miss you. I look forward to seeing you soon. Please be well until then!

Yoona: I always say this, but I miss you all the time. Recently, I’ve been filming the drama “King the Land”! If you wait a little longer, I will make time to go see you.

Translation by RedSunsetXIII source: SONE JAPAN website **Please do not repost without credit**

#sone note live #snsd #snsd trans #sone japan #snsd taeyeon #taeyeon #SNSD Sunny #snsd hyoyeon #HyoYeon #snsd yuri #kwon yuri #SNSD Yoona #YoonA

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1955 Cheryl (Riverdale fanfic) by me (:

Cheryl was growing tired of pretending, the constant fight with her sexuality has been looming over her since she was a young girl; she’s just always known. The possibility of ever being able to be herself was beginning to fade with each passing day. She wasn’t certain but she could have sworn her mother was on the phone with The Sisterhood of Quiet Mercy last night complaining how she didn’t know what to do with her sexual deviant of a daughter. That she once again had caught Cheryl painting a naked woman in the art wing of Thornhill and she was reaching her last straw. Not to mention the fact her High School principal approached her at the sock hop making ambiguous comments on how the boys and girls were dancing, just as it should be so school had become a hell on earth just as her home was.

Cheryl longed to be understood and touched by a girl, not to be forced to fit in with society's standards. It was 1955 after all and who said that being gay was a sin, God? Cheryl was no stranger to spirituality, but organized religion gave her the Heebie-jeebies. The sole fact that love terrifies most people if it wasn’t between people of the same race and gender just didn’t make sense to her. Why did it have to be a big deal just because she happened to like women over men and why did she feel the dire need to shove down her feelings for a certain Greaser girl?

As Cheryl was getting ready for school that morning, she took extra care of her rose-matted lips and made sure to wear a bra that made her breasts present themselves. Maybe this would get Toni’s attention she thought to herself while looking very pleased with her reflection. Although she didn’t think she needed to, the Serpentina had been confident enough to walk right up to her and strike up a conversation, why shouldn’t she? The feeling of just having the greaser in her presence made her heart flutter and Cheryl was no stranger to this feeling of liking someone of the same sex, but this…this was far more intense a feeling than she’d ever imagined.

Chery was done letting her evil mother, principal, or anyone else for that matter tell her who to like or date. She pulled up front to the school in her cherry-red drop-top Thunderbird and made the sight of Toni talking with another female greaser. This immediately sent a ting of jealousy down Cheryl’s stomach, but she wouldn’t dare let that show. Toni, like all the others when Cheryl coasted in, turned her focus right onto the redheaded vixen and immediately dropped what she was doing to go say hi.

“Lookin’ good Blossom, I didn’t know you knew how to drive.”

“Oh, there’s a lot you don’t know about me, Antionette.”

This made Toni smirk, she knew this already, and that’s what made Cheryl so appealing. The way she looked didn’t hurt her cause, but Toni was more focused on why she was trying to pretend to be something she was not… and that’s straight. She watched her parade Archie Andrews around the halls for a good 3 weeks like he was a trophy, and she knew it was all a show then and it’s all a show now. Toni wanted Cheryl to open up and be her beautiful self, inside and out.

“Well, how about you tell me all the things I don’t know over some coffee? Some of my fellow Greasers and I are going there after school. We could talk and stop doing this dance we’ve been doin'. What do ya say?”

Cheryl’s body lit up; did she just get asked on a date? Right here?

“Uhh…”

“Come on red what is there to be afraid of?”

“I can think of a few things, but none overpowering enough to keep me from what I want.”

Their eyes met and time stood still, making them not realize the bell had rung. While everyone else was off to homeroom they were too busy staring into each other’s eyes. Toni crept closer, causing Cheryl's back to hit the outer wall of the school.

“And what exactly is it you want Red?”

Cheryl’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. Toni was taking advantage of the fact no one was around.

“Uhm, I don-“

“Quit pulling my chain and just lay it on me, Cheryl. Tell me the truth.”

Toni was growing impatient with Cheryl for not coming to terms with how she felt. It had been weeks since they met and sparks flew by the mere sight of one another, what was the deal? Was it because she was more than just a girl? Was it because she was black? Or because she was a Greaser or was it all of the above? Either way, she was growing as tired of Cheryl’s pretending as Cheryl was.

“You, Toni. I want you.”

A wave of relief rushed over Toni for Cheryl finally said it; she finally admitted she wanted her just as Toni had been wanting Cheryl since the first moment, she laid eyes on the red-head beauty.

“Finally… now, doesn’t that feel good to admit?” Toni asked while creeping even closer to the lead vixen. Cheryl was now completely pinned against the wall, there was nowhere for her to run to. She had to face the feeling of what Toni’s body being so close bestowed upon her. Toni was the one in control and Cheryl wasn’t used to that, but she liked it… a lot.

“Yes, it does.” Cheryl looked down, afraid to meet Toni’s gaze but Toni stopped her by placing her chin in her hand and lifting it back up, forcing Cheryl to really look at her.

“I’d like to show you something else that feels good if that’s okay?”

Cheryl knew exactly what Toni meant and she couldn’t appear more eager. The look on her face went from great embarrassment to extreme giddiness.

“M-more than okay.” Cheryl stuttered with bright eyes and a wide smile.

So, Toni leaned in, took Cheryl’s face in her hands, and planted the most perfect kiss you could possibly imagine on those beautiful, plump-red lips.

Cheryl was dressed in a cherry red preppy skirt with a transparent lace top with red roses embroidered all around. Her hair was in loose curls shaped perfectly around her face, and the lipstick, always with the lipstick that made those juicy puckers just POP. She strutted down the staircase into The Dark Room and found Toni awaiting her arrival at the bottom looking equally as pleasing in a tight violet pencil skirt and black leather jacket. Her hair was tied up in a matching bow and don’t even get me started on the cat eye makeup. Both girls looked divine; as though they didn’t belong in Riverdale, but in Hollywood.

“Well jazz my berries, Antionette you look wonderful.”

“Wow, Cheryl you truly are the cat's meow. Shall we? I took the liberty of ordering you a drink. I hope you don’t mind.”

“We shall.” Chery smiled not used to being in the company of such a powerful female; it made her nervous. If any of her Vixens had ordered her a drink without asking, she would have taken it personally, not with Toni though, she really enjoyed letting her take the lead.

“So, tell me about yourself, Cheryl. All I really know is that you’re beautiful with one hell of a work ethic. Student body VP and captain of The Vixens, however, do you manage?”

“Well, it’s better than being at home. My family is… well they’re the reason I feel the need to play this part.”

“And what part would that be?”

“The part where I pretend to be someone I’m not. Someone who likes boys.”

“Ah, I see. Well, none of that here, you can be yourself with me, Cheryl.”

Toni’s hand was on Cheryl’s thigh and without hesitation, Cheryl immediately grabbed it in her own and lifted it to her strawberry lips to plant a sweet peck on Toni’s palm. She then looked back to Toni who was staring straight into her Hazel eyes. The girls took a quick glance around and their lips collided once again, unable to fight the urge that burned deep within them both when around and even thinking of the other. Things were getting hot and heavy quickly, and Cheryl felt herself get wet, so she decided to pull away.

“Sorry, it’s just… kind of antsville in here don’t you think?”

“Yeah, I’ve got the zorros too. Wanna take a drive?”

“Sure, sounds like fun.”

And so, they did just that, coasting along Sweet Water River hand in hand while their hair blew in the wind. The true ride wouldn’t begin though until Cheryl and Toni made a stop at Lover’s Lane to play a little game of backseat bingo. Things were getting hot and heavy as the two girls made out. Toni pulled Cheryl to straddle her so that they could access each other with ease. The feeling of Toni so close sent butterflies throughout Cheryl’s entire body… especially between her legs.

Toni’s hands were exploring every reachable part of Cheryl’s while Cheryl’s were wrapped around Toni’s face. Toni slid her hands up Cheryl’s thighs and into her panties and when she did, she moaned because of how wet she was.

“Cheryl, you’re so wet.”

“Is that bad?”

Toni found Cheryl’s clit and began to rub it gently, making Cheryl even more wet. Cheryl’s eyes rolled as she tilted her head back experiencing a sense of pleasure she had never known.

“Mmm, no baby not bad at all…” Toni growled as she picked up the pace on Cheryl’s clit.

“Uhhh, uhhh, ohhh my…uhhhh” Cheryl was getting closer to cumming but she wanted something else before she did. “Toni?” She whispered.

“Mmmm, yes? What can I do for my ginchiest gal?”

Cheryl paused for a moment, nervous to ask for what she wanted but she also felt like Toni was holding back for her benefit and she wanted her to know she could take it.

“Could you maybe, put your fingers inside me?”

“Say no more.”

Toni took her index and middle finger and gently inserted them into Cheryl's wet, creamy pussy. Finally, she knew just what Cheryl felt like from the inside out and Toni must say it was nothing short of heaven. Cheryl leaned forward grabbing Toni for support, riding her hand, grinding her hips just right so Toni’s fingers could reach her G-Spot.

“Fuck, baby you’re the bee’s knees. Mmmm.” Toni was so turned on by this side of Cheryl, the sexy side with no worries in the world but getting finger fucked at the moment.

“Uhh…uhhh…yeah…yeah.”

Cheryl could feel her body tightening in a way she didn’t understand but also didn’t want to fight but she was running out of energy, so Toni swung her off her lap, got down on her knees, pulled Cheryl’s panties down, and buried her face in her slit.

“Oh Toni, uhhh, uhhh, yes, yes, ohhhh, ohhh, yes. Ahhh!”

“Mmmm,” Toni moaned along with the bombshell beauty while lapping up the remainder of her cum.

#ao3 #nerdy prudes must die #archive of our own #fanfiction #riverdale #cheryl blossom #toni topaz

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canirove · 2 years

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Red & Blue | Chapter 16

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We are playing the Champions League final again, but this time against Bayern. They aren’t as scary as Barcelona, but if they managed to send them home, it wasn’t a coincidence.

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“Let’s just hope that we don’t have to suffer for too long” Ha! When the 90 minutes end, we are 1-1. During the extra time, Bayern takes the lead, but we manage to score a couple of minutes before the end. 2-2. And we make it to the penalties.

I hate penalties. They aren’t fair, just a lottery, and I’ve always struggled with them. When it’s my turn to shoot, everything in my body is shaking.

“You can do this” Leah says, knowing what I am going through.

“I can do this” I repeat after her, focusing on my breathing, on the ball. I’m alone at my garden, no one around. It’s just me and the ball.

I barely look at the goalkeeper, just enough to know where she is. And then, I shoot. She falls to my left, the ball going to my right. Goal. I think the whole world has heard my sigh of relief.

Bayern misses the next one, which means that if Leah scores, we win. She’s focused, her murderous gaze ready. And she doesn’t miss. We have won the Champions League. We have won the Champions League!

“I think I’ve fallen in love with another trophy” I say to her after posing together with it, holding it again as if it was a baby.

“We make such beautiful trophies” she laughs.

This time, when my family comes to meet us, both Aaron and Mason are with them.

“That was the worst experience of my life. I don’t want to go through that ever again” he says, hugging me.

“Same” I laugh. “But you shouldn’t have come down here. People will see us, Instagram is gonna go crazy and…”

“And I don’t care. My girlfriend just won the Champions League, and I’m going to support her.”

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When I wake up the sun is coming through the curtains, the light too bright, Mason snoring next to me. I stretch my arm to grab my phone and check the time. 10:15 a.m. We’ve definitely missed breakfast.

I have a few missed calls from my family and Eliza, the last one from just a few minutes ago, so I decide to get out of bed and move to the terrace to call her back. I move slowly, trying to not wake up Mason. He just changes position, still asleep, the sheets tangled around his legs.

“Aren’t you cute” I whisper, smiling at him.

I put on a t-shirt I grab from the floor and sit outside, enjoying the sun. I try calling Eliza, but the line is busy, so I decide to check all the messages and photos from last night. Before big games I usually turn off my data, not wanting to be bothered by anything. The moment I turn it on, my notifications start going crazy.

“Ok then” I say.

First I go to twitter, just so the big red notification disappears. I know better than to check my mentions and messages there. Then I check my texts, replying to my closest friends and family members first. Half way through it, Eliza texts me.

After I’m done replying back to my messages, I do as Eliza says and check my Instagram feed, liking some photos from last night that the girls and the team have already shared.

“There you are” Mason yawns, coming to sit at the terrace with me.

“Hi” I say. “I was texting with Eliza, replying to some messages.”

“No Instagram?” he says with a sleepy smile.

“Just my feed. But Eliza said it isn’t as bad as I thought.”

“See? You were all worried for nothing” he says as he stretches.

“Should I also get a tattoo to remember last night?” I say, pointing at the dragon on his ribs.

“Definitely. But you can’t pick a minute this time. And I don’t see you getting something like mine.”

“Correct” I laugh.

“We have time to think about it. But first, can we eat something? I’m famished.”

“The cookies are probably gone by now.”

“I guess I’ll have to eat fruit then” he shrugs.

“Your abs will thank you” I say, getting up.

“My abs or you?” he says, grabbing me by the waist and making me sit on his lap.

“Both?” I say, my arms around his neck.

He laughs, and I laugh with him, thinking about how if last May, someone would have told me that a year later I would be this happy, I wouldn’t have believed them.

“Penny for your thoughts?” he says, bringing me back to reality.

“I was just thinking about how happy I am.”

“Because you have a boyfriend with amazing abs?”

“Exactly that” I say, laughing again before kissing him.

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A couple of weeks after we win the Champions League, we also win the League, and just a few days later we go back with the national team to end the season.

“There she is!” Coady says as I walk into St. George’s Park. “The World Cup winner! Champions League winner! League winner two years in a row! Best English player of the year for the third time in a row! Future Ballon d’Or!”

“Thank you, Connor” I say, hugging him. “But the Ballon d’Or is rigged. Ask Lewandowski.”

“Nah, they won’t do that with you. And if they do, all of us and the Arsenal fans will buy you one of Messi’s. I know he won’t mind, he has enough.”

“Sure” I chuckle.

The next few days are very chill, the friendly games being exactly that. Friendly.

On our last day, the staff has set a water balloons fight on the pitch where we train. They’ve divided us on two teams, those of us who wear read with our clubs to one side, and the rest to the other. At first everything goes well, everyone focused and following a strategy. But by the time it ends, it is a complete chaos. Both teams have mixed, and some have already given up after getting completely soaked. I’m running around on Tyrone’s back, Sancho behind us giving me balloons to throw at whoever crosses our path. Declan and Stones have found buckets somewhere, and are throwing water around. Like Southgate said, we are a family.

#mason mount #mason mount x reader #mason mount fanfic #mason mount imagine #football fanfic #football imagine

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I get that the narrative Kayvan came up with for why Nandor hasn't turned Guillermo or pursued him as a partner is really angsty and romantic, the whole “If I love him, he’ll leave me” thing is a lot of fun, but I... can’t really take it seriously. It just doesn't make much sense to me, and Kayvan has been wrong about these things before. He's going off of the same information we are, y'know? At the end of the day, actor or not, he's just headcanoning, and I think he's a little off the mark.

I think the reason why Nandor hasn't turned Guillermo is simply because turning familiars isn't really a thing that's done and he's a pretty traditional guy, plus he really just... thinks being a vampire is kinda shit, and he doesn't want to put anyone else through that, let alone someone he likes. I can see him not wanting Guillermo to run off after being turned playing a factor, too. I just don't think that's the main reason. And as for why he doesn't want to acknowledge his feelings for him... Like I said, he's very... traditional. Vulnerable to peer pressure, dedicated to the status quo. Polite to a fault. And in his culture, it was tradition to marry women. We've had several instances now of Nandor dating, and all those he's dated have been classically beautiful women, which he was clearly proud of. "Rockin bod." He says it like it's a status symbol, because I think it is. I think there's still a large part of his brain that sees women as trophies. He respects and cares for them, sure, because that's the kind of guy he is, but they're still trophies. He said himself he "really liked" thirty-five of his wives. Not loved. Nandor doesn't typically pair-bond for love. That's a modern concept that he's not well-practiced in still. He never even spoke to Meg before deciding she was the love of his life. Gail clearly was never into him as anything more than a good time. He has no idea what he's doing. He doesn't know how to date for love. I don't even think he knows what dating is exactly, he just sees a woman he likes and immediately jumps to marriage. (And there are not nearly enough fics of Nandor suddenly deciding Guillermo is It for him and proposing marriage out of nowhere. Not. Enough.)

And yeah, Nandor has always been attracted to men. Gay, pansexual, bisexual - they've always existed, and Nandor definitely fucked his soldiers. People are fucking all the time in history, but always, always, they settled down with the opposite sex. I think Nandor is friends with Nadja and Laszlo for a reason. In his eyes, they're the same. "Yeah, we'll fuck anyone, we're always down for a good time and we're very loving, but we're gonna be married to each other, man and woman, because that's just how things are done." I don't think that's how Nadja or Laszlo view their marriage at all, but Nandor absolutely does. Nandor doesn't think a man and a man can be in love and be properly together. Then there's the matter of Guillermo being his servant. I think that adds a whole other layer of NOPE onto the situation for Nandor. He's a very proud person, he focuses a lot on appearances, and a king being in love with a slave? Doesn't look good. It looks pretty terrible, actually.

Nandor is a good guy deep down, too, so on top of everything else, the power imbalance is probably pretty gross in his eyes. Nandor fucked soldiers, y'know? I honestly think this is why Nandor's behavior changed towards Guillermo after the theater. He's always kinda seen Guillermo as a mouse skittering about at his feet, cute but very pathetic, and then Guillermo came crashing in with his stakes and his holy water and basically said, "You're not the only predator here. You're just as much my prey as I am yours." Guillermo started talking back. He started disobeying orders. He started dragging Nandor around like a doll. How is Nandor supposed to react to that? This guy he's loved for ten years but knew was a bad idea, and then that guy gets on his level, very possibly even on a level ABOVE him, and...? What the fuck do you do? This guy you've never allowed yourself to think about but you've chased after and sacrificed yourself for and everyone knows you're very much Not Normal about but you could never devote yourself to? Because that's just... not how these things work? Like you literally spent years burying your feelings and being tsundere as hell to cope, and now your sweet, soft, doting servant is your sassy, fearless, deadly bodygoard but you don't fall in love with and marry soldiers, you just don't, but you've already fallen anyway and - what the fuck do you do?? After the theater, Nandor was so tender towards him. He kicked a box into a wall thinking about him being killed. He was always protective, but Guillermo becoming his equal made it worse, because it peeled back a layer of his excuses for why Guillermo was Off Limits. If all that business with the council didn't interrupt the plot, I think Nandor could have very well realized his feelings then. But the council did happen and put him back into a place of power and prestige and eyes were on him again, and Nandor is all about tradition and appearances. The last time he was a king, he was married, so he started looking for that again. Only now he's doing it for love, and it doesn't work, and it all bears down on him, and he gets depressed. He starts rethinking everything about his life. He starts pushing Guillermo away. Trying to escape. He can't love Guillermo, because it looks bad. He can't love Guillermo, because it's not traditional. He can't love Guillermo, because it'd be immoral. He can't even fuck Guillermo after he becomes a soldier, because he can't fuck Guillermo platonically. Guillermo is just a familiar, just a human, just a man, just a soldier, just his favorite person in the world. And Nandor is a big whiny himbo and nothing is working out or making sense and he finds out the universe is so much bigger than he thought and he's insignificant in the grand scheme of things and maybe Guillermo is better than him. Maybe everything he's ever thought and done was bullshit and he's hurt someone precious to him for no good reason at all, and he's only just starting to come to terms with that. It’s just going to take some time.

#nandermo #wwdits #what we do in the shadows #i think this is why nandor looked Like That when guillermo was about to come out too #guillermo is a catholic gay man who's been held back by old traditions and rules his whole life #he's someone who has trouble allowing himself to have the things he wants sometimes #nandor... gets that #even if he'll never admit it #they're the same #''you're one of the things i need distance from don't you get that?? i know you get that'' i mean #my posts #yeah idk #i just think it's complicated

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1. "You're such a dork."

2. "Get over here, you doof."

3. "Cheeky."

4. "You're so needy."

5. "Kiss me again."

6. "You're so adorable!"

7. "Look at you... goodness, you're so cute!"

8. "I'm just so happy!"

9. "I can't stop smiling."

10. "I like that you make me laugh so much that my cheeks hurt."

11. "You are being extra sweet today."

12. "Oh, look at you!"

13. "Your eyes are so pretty."

14. "I'm really happy that you're here with me."

15. "Thank you for staying with me."

16. "I don't think I've ever loved someone this much before."

17. "I feel like I'm in the clouds when I'm with you."

18. "You're like my hero/heroine."

19. "I'm gonna tickle you if you don't come over here."

20. "My, oh my. You are such a beautiful creature."

@drink-it-write-it

21. "Go with me?" "As long as you hold my hand."

22. "Is there a reason you're blushing like that?"

23. "Have you seen my hoodie?" "Nooooo..." "You're wearing it, aren't you?"

24. "OH you're jealous!"

25. "Can we stay like this forever?"

26. "Please just kiss me already."

27. "I think you might be my soulmate."

28. "Sleep over? Please?"

29. "Are we on a date right now?"

30. "I think I'm in love with you."

31. "Are you flirting with me?" "You finally noticed?"

32. "Am I your lockscreen?" "You weren't supposed to see that."

33. "I wish we could live together already."

34. "They're so cute when they're asleep."

35. "I just wanted to let you know that I think you're beautiful."

36. "Quit touching me, your feet are cold!"

37. "Sharing is caring, now give me the hoodie!"

38. "Give me attention."

39. "You met me yesterday." "Yes, and I would die for you. Next question."

40. "She's hiding behind the sofa."

41. "Did you just hiss at me?"

@wishiwasanavenger-archive

42. "Have you kissed anyone before?"

43. "Can I kiss you?"

44. "You're not hurting me, you're not heavy. I've got you, love.”

45. "I look at them and I just... it's like when the Grinch's heart grows three sizes."

46. "I don't... I've never... been in a relationship before and I'm going to make mistakes... I just need you to tell me. I need you to talk to me."

47. "You didn't tell me your friend was cute! Now what am I going to do?"

48. "You give me a reason to be better, to do better."

49. "God, you are so fucking cute."

50. "I love you, but I need you to go away because you're really bloody distracting and I have to pass this test tomorrow."

51. "Oh no... they're cute."

52. "I can't talk to cute people, okay? I don't know how to flirt!"

53. "God, I love your face."

54. "Don't look at me, I'm a mess!" "I love it when you're a mess!"

55. "Please do your homework for me...? Just one time." ... "I said one time, y'know... you didn't have to start studying. Not that I'm not proud or anything."

56. "I'm already home."

57. "Your comfort and happiness is more important to me than some stupid dinner."

58. "Stop moving! I'm going to have to start counting all over again!"

59. "I just thought that since you weren't feeling too good, this would help."

60. "I'm not kissing you in the rain! We'll catch our death!"

61. "Would it help if I stayed?"

62. "I apologise sincerely if my beautiful/handsome face has kept you up all night."

63. "God, you're pretty."

64. "Calm down, it's just a chocolate bar!"

65. "Please, tell me you brought a toothbrush?"

66. "You take the bed, you need it more than me."

67. "You're so warm!"

68. "You're freezing, Jesus!"

69. "You always look beautiful."

70. "Your hands are so small!"

71. "Sometimes I just want to cuddle, okay? Is that so bad?"

72. "Now I know where half my wardrobe went."

73. "Here, let me just–"

74. "You're really special to me."

75. "That tickles!"

76. "We only have one room left for the night..."

77. "Naps are life, okay?"

78. "I don't think I could love you anymore than I already do."

79. "I had the weirdest dream..."

80. "I got you a trophy, it's only plastic, but it's for being the best human I know."

81. "Someone keeps leaving love notes in my locker and I don't know if I should find it endearing or creepy..."

82. "I love your voice."

83. "Put me down! I can walk!"

84. "Can... can you come over?"

85. "You're the best."

86. "Can you please stop biting your lip, it's distracting."

87. "I thought you liked love songs!"

88. "I know you're not a fan of Valentine's day... I just thought that maybe I could change your mind..."

89. "You're my favourite know-it-all."

90. "That was the least romantic proposal in the entire history of proposals."

91. "I never knew you were a romantic at heart."

92. "I made it. For you. I know it's not the best, but..."

93. "Let me carry that."

94. "How do you know my favourite drink?" "I'm observant."

95. "We've known each other's for years and I don't think we've ever had a proper conversation."

96. "You're the clumsiest person I know, how did you survive past childhood?"

97. "It's always time for a milkshake."

98. "You know, humming the James Bond theme tune defeats the point of sneaking."

99. "I think your cat wants to kill me."

100. "Where have all my jumpers gone?"

101. "I don't get paid enough for this shit."

102. "Oh my God, I love you."

103. "I told you to bring a jacket."

@writings-of-a-hufflepuff

104. "Is that my shirt?" "You mean our shirt?"

105. "It's you, it always has been."

106. "You're everything I could've wanted and more."

107. "Kiss me."

108. "Home stopped being a place when you entered my life."

109. "You should probably go home." "But I'm already home."

110. "You're an idiot." "But you love me."

111. "I'd do anything for you."

112. "You took all the pillows so I'm using you as one."

113. "Stop moving and let me braid your hair."

114. "I'm so proud of you."

115. "You are my family."

116. "I'm right here."

117. "Can you just please hold me?"

118. "I'm pretty sure they're my soulmate."

119. "This reminded me of you."

120. "Your hair is really soft."

121. "Are you blushing?"

122. "Can I stay here tonight?"

123. "Because I love you."

124. "Make a wish!"

125. "I love seeing you smile."

126. "You're just a softie."

127. "You are crushing me right now."

128. "Darling I love you and all, but please step out of the kitchen."

129. "Take my hand. Just trust me."

130. "You're the only thing that matters."

131. "Did you know that you talk in your sleep?"

132. "Hey, look at me. Focus on me, alright?"

133. "Why can't I get you out of my head?"

134. "Don't let go."

135. "Stay."

@blisfvll

136. "You smell really nice."

137. "If you steal the blanket, I'm going to put my cold feet on you."

138. "You're comfy."

139. "But I want to hear you sing."

140. "Don't get up – I'll do it."

141. "Care to give me a back scratch?"

142. "Your bed head is really cute."

143. "How about a kiss?"

144. "Uh oh, I know that look. What do you want?"

145. "Are you really flirting with me right now?"

146. "I like the way your hand fits in mine."

147. "You have something in your hair, umm... do you want me to get it out?"

148. "It's nice that your voice is the first thing I heard today."

149. "This movie is really scary, but you're into it so I'm trying not to cover my face the whole time but– WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?"

150. "Wait, don't pull away... not yet."

151. "Half the time I get too embarrassed to say anything."

152. "No, it's fine. I can wait until you're done talking to them."

153. "No, like... it's just, I can't believe you're actually wearing my clothes."

154. "I've been trying to get ready for like an hour and an half because I know you're going to look so good and I need to try and match up."

155. "I wanted to say 'I love you' for the first time without stuttering, but that failed."

156. "We could order pizza and just stay like this all day."

157. "It's not a double date. We're just third and fourth wheeling."

158. "I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror..."

@marauder-exe

159. "It's not funny!"

160. "That wasn't suppose to happen."

161. "Hurry back."

162. "I can't take you seriously."

163. "Problem solved."

164. "That was embarrassing."

165. "It's freezing in here."

@love-me-a-good-prompt

166. "I love you, baby."

167. "Hey, cutie."

168. "I promise to love you for the rest of my life."

169. "You're my world."

170. "I don't care if you're sick, catching a cold from kissing you is worth it."

171. "You are so perfect."

172. "Marry me?"

173. "You're the best part of me."

174. "Stay here with me. For the rest of our lives."

175. "I'm speechless, you're so beautiful!"

176. "Come here, I need to hug you."

177. "When everything's wrong, it's you that makes it right."

178. "You're the one."

@raggedy-dxctor

179. "Well, it's the thought that counts." "Wait, no, don't take my kisses away from me!"

180. "Oh, you've started stealing my socks now?"

181. "You owe me a kiss."

182. "How did you get in here?"

183. "That's not even fair."

184. "You promised me a cookie!"

185. "Ew, that is so sappy, I might vomit."

186. "You're not very intimidating."

187. "That was, by far, the stupidest thing you've ever done."

188. "Why don't you take a picture? It'll last longer."

189. "Why the hell is there glitter everywhere?"

@whcczes

190. "I'll feel much better if you let me walk you home."

191. "Apparently, all our friends have a bet going that we end up together."

192. "You make me feel alive. For the first time ever, I feel like I can breathe."

@moanlightlust

193. "It's two in the morning and you want to cuddle?"

194. "You shine so bright it's intimidating. I love it."

195. "I'm here."

196. "What's your name again? Sorry, I just got that super weird feeling that we only see in movies, you know? Like, the whole world stopped turning and all I could see was you."

197. "I was born to be yours."

198. "Isn't it a bit too cliché?"

199. "So, you're just kissing strangers for no apparent reasons?"

200. "You'll always be my favourite person."

201. "You're making it weird, stop making it weird."

202. "There's nothing I love more than running back into your arms."

203. "I'm yours. Forever."

204. "You always know how to cheer me up."

205. "I... I lost the ring."

206. "Will you be mine?"

207. "Darling, you look perfect tonight."

208. "You saved my life."

209. "Don't give me that look. No... NO! I said no puppy dog eyes! You know I can't resist them! Argh, fine!"

210. "I missed you and your bad puns and even your horrible cooking and the way you fit perfectly against my body when we cuddle. I just really missed you."

211. "We're a team, remember?"

212. "There's no place I'd rather be than by your side."

213. "Your smile brightens the whole room."

214. "I kinda adopted a puppy behind your back... don't be mad! Look at those cute fluffy paws!"

215. "You're burning up. Guess I need to activate my nurse mode."

216. "I love you. As in more than friends, more than best friends and more than super extra best friends."

217. "I love you just the way you are."

218. "We need to kick his ass, no questions asked. You in?"

219. "Hot chocolate and cuddles? Kisses?"

220. "You make me feel pretty."

221. "You'll always be my best girl."

222. "Never hide yourself from me."

223. "Babe! There's no toilet paper!"

224. "I'll never give up on you."

225. "Do you feel that shirt? That's boyfriend material."

226. "That prank went so wrong."

227. "Care to dance, my love?"

228. "AH! You're stuck with me!"

229. "You're too good to me."

230. "Is it that time of the month?"

231. "Can I braid your hair?"

232. "It's okay to have doubts, as long as you don't let them overwhelm you."

233. "Come here! I can't stand to be so far away from you!"

234. "I got you."

235. "I wanna fall asleep next to you every night and wake up every morning with you by my side."

236. "Stop, I need to finish this!"

237. "I just wanna binge watch The Office, but it's not the same without you."

238. "Because I care about you!"

239. "I just wanted to impress you."

240. "I love you even though your breath stinks right now."

241. "Did you just puke on me?"

242. "We should get drunk and do stupid things."

243. "I always know what you're thinking about, babe. You're like an open book!"

244. "Could you sing to me?"

245. "I, uh, could you... could you play with my hair, please?"

246. "Nooooo, don't leave! I'm cold!"

247. "I think you're suffering from a lack of vitamin me."

248. "A mistletoe? Really?"

249. "Will you join me, love?"

250. "I have feelings for you."

251. "You are the reason."

252. "Take my hand, I wanna show you something..."

253. "You have a lovely name."

254. "You're my everything."

255. "You do know a lot about my blushing schedule."

@voilawind

#prompt list #prompts #fluff #fluffy prompts #fanfic prompts #fanfiction

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queenofwiltingroses · 3 years

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Puppet History Not-Lore V

Keeping up with the Not-Lore of the show.

Okay, it’s been about a week, I think it’s time to talk about the finale. There will be spoilers, you’ve been warned. Let’s crack in!

The episode opens up and this is what we hear. Shane asking if everybody is ready, which is not something we usually hear at the beginning of these things. And that’s why I think this isn’t Shane addressing the crew. It’s the Genie addressing Ryan, Asmodeus and the Devil, asking if they’re ready to enact their plan.

The Watcher logo pops up, and for a brief moment, we get one last glitch of Asmodeus. Which I thought was pretty cool. Nice editing.

I just want to take a moment to appreciate that this will be the last time Ryan participates in the Seadogs bit. I mean, he was only doing it to further gain the Professor’s trust, but it was fun while it lasted.

At some point, the gang makes a joke about the filing system in Hell, and Ryan says he think it’s a lot more organized today. Not that he’s ever seen it... of course, he has seen it. And that’s probably where he, Genie, Satan and Asmodeus laid down the details of their plan. In the Devil’s office.

And here’s our Puppet Pop-In. By this screenshot it looks like the Propeller is shooting lasers from his mouth, but he and the rest of the puppets are actually being hit with a beam shot by the Genie. Notice the purple glow. And based on what happened to the Molasses Horse last episode we can infer that this means they are no longer puppets.

Looking for a moral to the story? Maybe take some of your own damn advice, Bergara.

As the stage is being set for the musical bit, Ryan says this... I love Sara’s face.

Then for the musical bit this episode we got this beautiful song by Asmodeus himself. Gotta say, this was the best payoff for those weird glitches we could have gotten.

During the song, Asmodeus says this line, implying he’ll take any job to possess anyone. Further foreshadowing the later events of this episode.

Just as the winner is about to be announced, the Jelly Telly comes back on, and the Genie is on screen. In the background the party can be seen, confirming that he was there. I’m just gonna say it... not a good look for Shane.

Asmodeus comes back and possess the Professor. Effectively making him unwish his wish of being a time traveler and causing him to wish to be sent back to dinosaur times.

Can you imagine? Hiring a guy to do a little song for your history show, and he ends up betraying you? Sucks.

Well, the Genie fulfills this wish, and this is the last Ryan and Sara see of the Professor.

Once that’s done, the Devil comes out and thanks Ryan for doing his part. I mean, we’ve long suspected Ryan had a part to play in all of this, but after seeing exactly what happened... it really sucks. And all for a stupid little trophy.

And even though he got his prize, Ryan still seems genuinely concerned about the Professor. I wonder if his time pretending to be the Professor’s friend this season has actually gotten him to care about the little guy.

Well, that’s too bad for him, because as soon as we fade to black, the screen comes back on and we see the Professor falling into the mouth of a t-rex. Something I notice though, his satchel does not fall in. It presumably lands on the ground somewhere...

But it doesn’t matter, because the Professor is canonically dead... but hey! At least he got his picture on WikiFeet!

I mean, we honestly should have seen this climatic ending coming given this was a line the Professor said in episode 3. I believe this was the same episode we learned the the jellybeans are his life force, too. But I guess hindsight is always 20/20.

This has been... a Hell of a season (heh. Hell. Get it?). And even more of a Hell of an episode (again, get it?). Um... I’m currently in denial that the Professor is going to, you know, stay dead. But uh, I hope he doesn’t. And Ryan has a lot to make up for right now. That’s all I’ve got to say.

I hope you enjoyed this series. Don’t expect me to do it again.

#puppet history #Puppet history memes #puppet history lore #puppet history professor #the professor #no lore #watcher #he's history #class dismissed #rip professor

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reidjumpers · 3 years

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Here Comes the Sun: Dumplings

Spencer Reid x Reader

Warning: mentions of food, some curse words, domestic bliss, Spencer being a little anxious

Series Summary: a journey of going through parenthood with Spencer Reid

Chapter Summary: When Spencer woke up to you making dumplings in the dining table, he knew he was in trouble.

Note: welcome to the first chapter of dad!Spencer series! For those who have faint heart, fear not, because I am not mean and I write this so we can all have serotonin boost together. Enjoy!

prologue, next chapter, series masterlist.

Nobody in their right mind would ever call Spencer Reid a fool. He might have encountered people that underestimate him or didn’t think he was as smart, yes, but no one would ever call him a fool. Not even when Emily joked about his IQ getting slashed into 60 in the presence of a beautiful woman. He had to silently agree with that statement. How could he not? In front of him was a very beautiful woman that he had the luxury to call her his wife. His beautiful, gorgeous, very understanding, intelligent wife.

But right now he definitely felt like a goddamn fool.

When Spencer woke up to an empty bed and the apartment smelled distinctively sweet like the bakery, he thought he was waking up on a really good day. But when he walked out the bedroom and spotted you sitting at the dining table calmly, a hum of songs from the speaker played in the background, and a stack of dumpling skin placed on the table, he knew he was in the doghouse.

It was common knowledge that whenever you’re stressed or upset upon something or someone, when life seemingly wants to fucks you over and over, you’d channel it through baked sweets or as strange as it sounds, dumplings. He never knew witnessing you silently make dumplings on the dining table with freshly baked cookies on the counter would be such a terrifying and worrisome sight to see.

Spencer stood silently in the doorway, rocking on his heels forward and backwards. He was quiet and careful not to burst the bubble of your own world. His mind started to run a few scenarios inside his head over and over, trying to walk through every minute by minute of every event in his life that had led him into today.

“Hey,” he greeted you after two solid minutes of thinking and couldn’t come up with any answer. His voice was gentle to not startle you as he pulled a chair across yours.

“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” you teased. It was 11:15 AM, you were most definitely saying that just to tease him.

Spencer rolled his eyes at your jab, silently reached for the dumpling skin in front of him and started to fill it with the filling. He had done this thousands of times over to know the right way to make dumplings. Your first few dates with him consisted of homemade dumplings and sipping wine. He was honored when you showed him how to make dumplings the way your grandmother did it, grinning as you said it’s a family secret and he promised to keep it as one.

“Are we having a guest?” Spencer asked as he put his own dumpling carefully into the designated plate. His dumpling would never be as good as yours no matter how much he tried, but he was proud that it was passable enough to your standard.

“No?” you furrowed your eyebrows, glancing up from your own dumpling. “Why?”

“You make more dumplings than usual,” he pointed out.

“Oh,” your voice was soft, barely audible, and he nearly missed it. “Didn’t realize that.”

Spencer nodded, reaching for another dumpling skin to soothe his worry away. Study has shown that repetitive action proven to soothe anxiety and increase focus. He could recite the study in his sleep, forward and backwards without stuttering. But the damned repetitive action of making dumplings didn’t work for him right now.

He cleared his throat. It is now and never. He would have to kiss his husband of the year trophy goodbye if he couldn’t figure out for his life what makes his wife this upset. “Hon?” he called for your attention.

You let out a hum of acknowledgement, eyes didn’t leave your dumpling for a second. It made the corner of his lips twisted downwards.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” he asked gently, mindful not pressing you into telling him things. He knew you would never keep things away from him. You would tell him eventually, but he needed to hear it.

You, however, just scrunched your nose adorably in confusion. “Talk about what?”

“You bake cookies and make dumplings, and it’s just…” he craned his neck to take a glance towards the hanging clock above the cabinet. “It’s not even twelve yet.”

You blinked at his statement. “I’m hungry.”

“You do stress bake,” he patiently pointed out. Placing his yet another passable looking dumpling into the designated plate, he let out a sigh. “You also make dumplings when you’re stressed or upset. And now you do both first thing in the morning.”

“You know me so well, huh? You should marry me if you know me so well.”

“Already did, nine months ago,” Spencer rolled his eyes at your humor, but a smile graced his lips. “So, do you want to talk about it?”

You blinked at him again, nose scrunched up in confusion at his question. Spencer could feel silence slowly settling in, filling the gaps between you and him. His mind started to make a list of things that you like, making mental notes to make a short trip to a grocery store to pick up your favorite ice cream and take a reroute towards the flower shop he saw a week ago and picked up a bouquet of roses.

He was in the middle of mentally reciting his apology for fucking up when he heard you burst into a laughter. It took him a moment to register that the sound of you cackling so hard was not a mere figment of his imagination. He saw you laughing so hard, head thrown backwards overwhelming the small dining room.

“I’m sorry,” you hiccupped, wiping away tears from your eyes with your sleeve. Spencer would’ve smiled at the sight if he weren’t so puzzled. “Babe, are you really thinking I’m mad at you because I bake cookies and make dumplings?”

Spencer sputtered, “How could I not!” he huffed, throwing his hands into the air dramatically as you laugh upon his misery. “I was so worried! You always either bake or make dumplings when you’re upset, but never both! And now you do both and you keep dodging my question.”

“I didn’t mean to!” you said defensively between your laughter. You cleared your throat, not wanting to make the pout on Spencer’s lips even more prominent. “I guess my brain really associated cookies and dumplings as something comforting. I crave for some comfort food, and my brain just screams, ‘cookies and dumplings!’ I didn’t mean to make you worried, I’m sorry.”

“This much? You’re really hungry, huh?”

“Pretty hungry since I’m eating for two now.”

Spencer froze on his spot, his hand stopped midair before he was able to reach for another dumpling skin. He blinked. Once. Twice. Three times. “W-what?”

You just smiled cheekily at him. You got up from your seat and walked towards the kitchen, leaving him alone flabbergasted at your statement. You came back a minute later, a wide smile at your face and your hand tucked behind your back.

“Ta-da!” you cheerfully said, placing baby shoes on the table in front of him. Spencer let out a soft gasp, cooed at the sight of how tiny the shoes are.

“Are you…? Are we…?”

“Pregnant,” you finished his sentence for him with a wide grin. “I found out during our case in LA and I was meaning to tell you earlier, I swear! But the case got a little crazy and we’re whisked away into doing a lot of things at once.”

Spencer let out a shaky breath, staring into the baby shoes with eyes full of awe. The news still felt unreal for him, artificial, but the warmth blooming on his chest that slowly spreading through his system left him fuzzy. A small reminder that it was as real as he wanted to be.

You probably have mistaken his silence for something else as you shifted your weight from one foot to another. You started to fidget with the hem of your shirt, eyes not meeting his. “I know we agree to wait for a year, but–”

Spencer practically leaped from his seat and scooped you into his arms. His smile was so wide that his cheeks started to hurt. You let out a small yelp as he spun you around before he placed a tender kiss on your lips. “I love you,” he said between your kisses, grinning as he stole a few more small kisses.

You giggled between his kisses, your hand flew into his face and patted his cheeks as he assaulted your face with his lips. “I love you too, you big goof.”

“A baby, huh?” Spencer let out a happy sigh after he spared your life from his kisses. His hand nestled on your waist, gently swaying you in his arms. “We’ve got to start baby proofing the whole place, make sure there are no sharp edges,” he rambled.

“Spencer–”

“I’ll go to the bookstore and pick up some book about baby names! Do you think Jason is a good name?”

“I think–”

“Oh, we should start shopping for some clothes and socks too. Make sure they’re warm–”

“Spencer!” you interrupted his rambling with your hands squishing his face. You smiled at him as he blinked his eyes towards you slowly, a little fazed that you broke his train of thought. “I love all the planning ideas, but right now let’s just focus on making dumplings and feed three of us, okay?”

“Okay,” he breathed out, slowly collapsing into his seat again. “Okay. Dumplings…” he muttered to himself, grabbing the dumpling skin in front of him. “But seriously, what do you think about the name Jason?”

“It’s a lovely name.”

“Oh, common ground. I like that.”

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promptsfromthecrypt · 2 years

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𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 ( 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟶 ) ♡ 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜.

╰ * 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗙𝗢𝗨𝗥.

the following starters are from the above titled album by the band 𝗠𝗢𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗧𝗘. some grammar has been changed to fit a roleplay setting. further changes may be made as necessary.

𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚜

inspired by : the title ( which has nothing to do with the song ) is inspired by the office. season two , episode “ health care ” , where ‘ count choculitis ’ is mentioned. the band is from scranton. just fun trivia.

“ there’s evil in my veins. ”

“ how do you forgive the unforgivable? ”

“ how could you kill that which has no life. ”

“ you once were my sanctuary , and now you are my prison. ”

“ she says she wants to bleed. ”

“ i won’t let go. ”

“ i will not hurt. ”

“ i’ve had all that i could take. ”

“ you could never understand me. ”

“ just walk away and don’t say goodbye. ”

“ how can i shake this disease? ”

“ the quickest way to the heart is to cut right through the chest. ”

“ you must realize that someday you will die and until then you are worthless. ”

“ the best way to get over someone is to get on top of someone else and move on. ”

“ why do i feel guilty for what you have done? ”

“ the worst part is showing you all the damage that you’ve caused. ”

𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜

“ i am lost without you here. ”

“ outside it looks like rain. ”

“ nothing i could ever write would help you understand this life. ”

“ there’s so much beauty when your eyes lay lost in all the city lights. ”

“ romance is dead and all is lust. ”

“ you are the water in my lungs. ”

“ we’ve lost it. ”

“ we are all alone. ”

𝚙𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚜 ( 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚗𝚘𝚠 )

“ i’ve died one million times now. ”

“ everything went black before i even closed my eyes. ”

“ you will never know what hate is. to feel your insides burn away and want to end your life to numb the fucking pain. ”

“ bury me under six feet of regret. ”

“ you got your trophy , now leave me to my hate with no regrets. ”

“ my hatred’s all i fucking have left. ”

“ i am human and i need to be loved. ”

“ as i live and breathe you have killed me. ”

“ i’m not your puppet. ”

“ i still can’t let go of you. ”

“ i am the deepest shade of jaded. ”

“ fuck your pretty face. ”

#rp meme #rp memes #ask meme #ask memes #rp ask meme #rp ask memes #sentence starter #sentence starters #sentence starter meme #sentence starter memes #band meme #band memes #type: music #artist: motionless in white #album: creatures #genre: horror

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kurowrites · 4 years

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Aviophobia

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It wasn’t like Wei Ying particularly hated air travel, not at all. After all, it was still the most practical way to travel long distances, and the distance between China and Europe was definitely long. The problem was that though he had just sat down in his seat, he was already horrifically bored. The airplane hadn’t even finished boarding yet, and there were around ten hours of flight still in front of him, and he couldn’t wait to arrive at his destination already.

He wasn’t looking forward to the flight, not least because he didn’t actually want to leave. After a year of not seeing her, Wei Ying had finally been able to take some time off and visit his sister, who had been living abroad with her stupid, loaded husband. He’d spent two weeks with Jiang Yanli and his little nephew, and it had been so good to see them again. A-Ling had grown so much! But now, a lot of work was waiting for him back at home, and he really needed to return, not sure when they would be able to meet the next time. That, he definitely wasn’t happy about.

Wei Ying distractedly fidgeted around in his seat, trying to keep in mind that it was no use to take out his laptop now, because the flight attendants would ask him to pack it up again for take-off in a few minutes. He had taken a book with him, anticipating this situation, but right now, the book seemed so unappealing he couldn’t even be bothered to unpack it from his backpack.

Come on, he mentally urged the passengers who were still moving along the aisles in search of their seat like a group of very slow snails, move faster, so we can leave.

Despite his best efforts, the other passengers did not speed up their pace, and so Wei Ying was cursed to sit there and wait until everyone was seated. He tried not to notice the usual offenders that managed to get in everyone’s way and blocked everything with their luggage, and tried to relax (rather unsuccessfully).

As he was idly watching the passengers pass him by, he caught a flash of white that caught his attention. Just when he was sure that his eyes were playing a trick on him, a man in a pristine white suit separated from the crowd and sat down right next to him. He pushed his briefcase under the front seat, fastened his seat belt, nodded to Wei Ying once, and then directed his glance straight forward, turning into a beautiful marble statue.

Wei Ying tried not to stare at his new neighbour too conspicuously, but he couldn’t really help it. The man seemed to be horribly out of place here in economy class, with a tailor-made white suit that very obviously was of high quality and therefore very expensive. His face equally set him apart from the other passengers, with a noble look and a bone structure that looked more suited to the cover of a fashion magazine. Wei Ying, in a simple hoody, soft jacket, and old jeans that were selected specifically for comfort purposes (after all, he would have to vegetate in them for ten hours), wondered how this unicorn had gotten lost among the common folk.

His seatmate was incredibly handsome, obviously wealthy, and… extremely stiff.

When the flight attendant finally announced that boarding had been completed, and that they were waiting for permission to proceed to the runway, the man next to him put his hands on both armrests, and for a second, Wei Ying was ready to be offended that this man hogged all the armrests for himself without consideration for the other passengers.

Then he noticed the man’s knuckles going white, his hands holding on to the armrests as if…

Wei Ying looked at the man’s face again. He was still staring straight ahead, his handsome face expressionless, his breath deep and controlled.

His eyes were fixed at some indeterminate point in the distance, and their focus did not waver at all.

And they weren’t even moving yet.

Oh dear, Wei Ying thought to himself. Someone is not a fan of flying, huh.

He knew that a lot of people probably wouldn’t appreciate his meddling, but then again, he couldn’t sit there and do nothing while his neighbour was counting breaths or whatever the fuck he was doing to calm himself down. He wasn’t going to sit next to this man for the next several hours and pretend that he didn’t notice that this person was very obviously panicking.

So he reached out, and carefully put his own hand over the one currently clutching at their shared armrest.

“It’s going to be okay,” he said, as quietly as he could. “You’re not alone, and you’re going to be fine.”

The man sucked in a shocked breath the moment Wei Ying touched him.

Wei Ying was ready to draw back and apologise for his unrequested interference, Maybe he shouldn’t have touched him, maybe he had misread–

The hand under his turned around and grasped his own, holding him fast.

“I apologise,” the stranger replied in a faint tone of voice. “For my unseemly display.”

Wei Ying laughed quietly, relief washing over him.

“It’s alright,” he replied conversationally. “We all have our little burdens to carry. As for me, I am deadly afraid of dogs, and I will jump into your arms when I see one. Not that I have much shame to begin with, but my fear of dogs is definitely bigger than any shame I might have. There will be screaming and a general amount of unnecessary, very ugly drama.”

That, finally, had the stranger remove his gaze from the undetermined point in the distance he had settled on, and he turned towards Wei Ying.

Wow.

Wei Ying had been woefully underprepared for this event. The man was even more handsome, facing him directly, and Wei Ying was sure he had never seen such beautiful eyes.

How, he wondered again, had this man ended up in economy class? He should be flying a private plane, not panicking next to Wei Ying on a commercial flight. He should be someone’s trophy husband.

“Dogs?” the man asked him, as if a fear of dogs wasn’t an entirely normal phobia to have.

“Yes,” Wei Ying replied earnestly. “Have you seen them? So fast, and they make so much noise all the time, and their teeth. Ugh. It’s a completely rational fear to have!”

By now, the plane had moved onto the runway, and was starting the jets up.

The man clutched at Wei Ying’s hand almost painfully as the plane started to vibrate, but surprisingly, he did not look away from Wei Ying, steadily holding Wei Ying’s gaze.

“Well, so is a fear of flying, I guess,” Wei Ying mused as the airplane began to move. “But think about this: it’s far more likely to get mauled by a dog than to get involved in a plane accident. There are dogs everywhere, and you never know when one is going to come around a corner! And some owners really don’t know to handle their dogs. So, you see. My fear is much more rational than yours. Also, I did get mauled by several dogs in the past, you know. It’s not even a theoretical fear for me, I know exactly what those bastards are capable of. Dogs are horrible. Not to mention that it’s too late to do anything about your fear now, anyway. Look. We’ve taken off.”

The man kept clutching his hand and stared at him without replying. Wei Ying didn’t know if he even heard anything Wei Ying had said, what with the noise and the pressure in their ears. But the stranger never looked away, and he never let go of Wei Ying’s hand, so that was good, he thought.

Eventually, when the airplane had gained enough height to level off slightly, and the pressure on the diminished, his handsome neighbour finally let out a deep breath and turned his gaze away.

Wei Ying felt almost disappointed to be relieved of the heavy weight of his gaze.

As he had said, the most beautiful eyes he’d ever seen.

“Ridiculous,” his neighbour murmured, eventually, after a long period of silence.

Wei Ying laughed.

“Hello Ridiculous,” he greeted, shaking their still-connected hands playfully. “My name is Wei Ying.”

The man’s head whipped around, and he sent him a positively offended look.

And then, after a beat of silence, he said,

“Lan Zhan.”

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It needed some careful prodding and digging, but eventually, Wei Ying found out that Lan Zhan the reason why Lan Zhan was on this plain at all was because he had taken over the business trip as a favour to his older brother, who had been unable to travel.

Wei Ying felt the need to tease him for his self-sacrificing sense of familial piety, but he didn’t quite dare to tease Lan Zhan about it. After all, Lan Zhan had done a good thing, at the cost of his own suffering.

Lan Zhan was already bad enough when it came to flying as it was, but then someone had made a mistake with the booking, and he had been booked to fly economy rather than business class on his return trip. Lan Zhan, already at the airport and very troubled by the notion of having to fly, period, had not had the energy to discuss the mistake in his booking and decided to keep his assigned seat. After all, it hardly made any difference whether he was flying business or economy. He would spend the entire flight terrified, either way.

“Well, it was very lucky you ended up choosing economy,” Wei Ying mused. “Now you have a free emotional support pet for the entire flight.”

He grinned cheekily and wiggled Lan Zhan’s hand, still safely encased in his own.

Lan Zhan frowned at the joke.

“I thank you,” he replied regardless. “It is… much easier with you here. But I do not wish to trouble you with my… unfortunate condition.”

What a polite, honest man!

Wei Ying was delighted.

“It’s no trouble at all! You saved me from hours and hours of boredom, so it’s really not just you that’s profiting from this. Are you going to be fine when I have to go to the bathroom though?”

Lan Zhan frowned again, but nodded once.

“Good, good,” Wei Ying praised. “And if you wait for me very nicely, I’m going to get us some snacks from the kitchen. They never bring out the chocolate, which is a crime, really.”

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In the end, after Wei Ying wheedled out information about Lan Zhan’s job and life for what felt like hours, Lan Zhan managed to relax enough to doze off for a little bit, and they spent the rest of their flight in a repeating pattern of chatting, dozing off, and then being woken up to be served questionable airplane meals.

When they finally touched down at their destination (Lan Zhan once again clutching Wei Ying’s hand as if it was the only lifeline that he had – and Wei Ying trying not to be too happy about that), they took their carry-on luggage and slowly ambled out of the plane, moving towards the baggage claim with the rest of the passengers.

Lan Zhan, as soon as he was out of the airplane and on solid ground again, straightened up and took on a confident stance.

Wei Ying was a little bit in awe. He looked even more handsome and formidable now, in his still pristine white suit. He was even taller than Wei Ying had first thought, definitely taller than Wei Ying, and Wei Ying mused whether there was anything about this man that wasn’t awe-inspiring.

(Well, there was that small case of aviophobia, but who could blame him for that, really.)

Wei Ying felt his hand twitch, and he sternly told himself that it was silly to wish for them to continue holding hands, now that they were out of the plane.

“Well,” he said awkwardly as he grabbed his luggage off the conveyor belt. He wasn’t quite willing to say his goodbyes yet, but he was equally unable to think of any reason to hold on to Lan Zhan’s company for a little longer. “I had a good time on our flight, Lan Zhan. Well. I guess you don’t really want to hear that. You probably had a horrible time. For your sake, I hope that you won’t come close to any planes for a while.”

“Wei Ying, too,” Lan Zhan replied. “For your sake, I hope that you will not meet any dogs suddenly coming around corners. So that you don’t have to leap into anyone’s arms.”

Wei Ying gaped, and as he stared at Lan Zhan in disbelief, he noticed the smallest uptick of Lan Zhan’s lips.

“Ayoo!” he cried. “Lan Zhan, are you teasing me? Look at you, all confident now that you are back on solid ground! Be a little more grateful to your emotional support pet!”

Lan Zhan nonchalantly picked his (very small, compared to Wei Ying’s big, lumpy one) suitcase up from the conveyor belt, and placed it next to his feet.

“I am grateful,” Lan Zhan said, serious again. “I have a car waiting for me outside. You are welcome to join me. I will drop you off anywhere in the city. As a sign of my gratitude.”

“Mmm,” Wei Ying made a considering noise. He didn’t want to say goodbye yet, not when Lan Zhan made him such a nice offer. But then, he was also really hungry.

“I would love to get chauffeured around, but to be honest, I was planning on getting some decent coffee and a nice breakfast somewhere first. The food in that plane was horrible and I’m not functional without decent coffee.”

Lan Zhan was quiet for a moment.

“Can you wait for half an hour?”

“Huh?”

But before Wei Ying could ask him to elaborate, Lan Zhan was already herding Wei Ying towards the exit. He somehow managed to argue Wei Ying into accepting the car ride (Lan Zhan didn’t even argue, how that worked, Wei Ying sure didn’t know), and then Lan Zhan drove him to the nicest little shop for the most delicious breakfast that Wei Ying could have possibly wished for.

He was ravenous by the time they arrived, but he definitely wasn’t in a mood to complain as soon as the first delicious whiff of fresh coffee and food met his nose in welcome.

Lan Zhan was very attentive as they sat down to eat, generously plying Wei Ying with coffee, and letting him pick all his favourite foods. Wei Ying also learned that when Lan Zhan wasn’t scared for his life, he was remarkably smart and funny. It was so easy to get comfortable with him that Wei Ying had a hard time believing that they had never met until just one day ago.

Lan Zhan was fun.

“Lan Zhan, you’re joking,” Wei Ying laughed, playfully swatting at Lan Zhan’s arm. “Your first serious family fight was because of rabbits?”

“They were very cute,” Lan Zhan replied seriously, insistent on the point.

Wei Ying leaned forward eagerly, meeting Lan Zhan’s serious mien with a big grin.

“And then, what happened with them?” Wei Ying asked. “Did your uncle cook them in a pot? Were you forced to eat rabbit stew?”

“The fourth generation now lives in my back garden.”

Wei Ying gasped. “You kept them?”

Lan Zhan showed the barest twitch of his lips. “Of course.”

Wei Ying nearly slid under the table at the sight of Lan Zhan’s proud little smile.

If Lan Zhan was trying to seduce him, then Wei Ying would consider himself sufficiently seduced by now.

Goodness gracious, that smile was criminal!

And he was the proud owner of a hoard of rabbits!

“Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan,” he sighed, shaking his head. “You are a veritable little rebel. But, speaking from one pet to another, there is no way you can only tell me about your rabbits and not show them to me. That would be very rude.”

And on Wei Ying’s request, Lan Zhan took out his phone and showed Wei Ying his rabbit children. And then, since he had his phone out already, he shared his contact with Wei Ying. And when they had finished their breakfast, Lan Zhan led him back to the car and drove him home to his apartment, as promised.

When Wei Ying opened the door of the parked car, ready to hop out Lan Zhan stopped him.

“Thank you, Wei Ying,” he said, his beautiful, serious eyes gazing at Wei Ying steadily, as he had done in the plane. “For your help.”

Wei Ying laughed, and rubbed his nose.

God, he really liked the way that Lan Zhan looked at him.

“For what it’s worth,” he replied quickly, “I’m willing to be Lan Zhan’s emotional support pet anytime.”

And then, because he felt like was too presumptuous and said too much, he hopped out of the car, grabbed his luggage, and weaselled away, to the safety of his apartment.

Once the door of the apartment was closed and his luggage thrown into a corner, he took a deep breath. He dug his phone out of his jacket to inform Jiang Yanli of his save arrival. She was probably wondering why he hadn’t sent her a message yet.

When he unlocked the phone, as expected, there was a message from his sister, asking him if he had arrived safely. However, before he could send a reply, his phone pinged with another message. A message not from Jiang Yanli.

[Lan Zhan, 11.46 am] I’ll take you by your word, Wei Ying. I might have to rely on your services again.

Suddenly, Wei Ying was glad that no one could see him here, hiding behind the door of his own apartment, as he blushed as red as a tomato.

This man!

#kuro writes #the untamed #wei wuxian #lan wangji #wangxian #mdzs #did I waste my sunday on this?#I just might have

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obeymeluv · 4 years

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Cute + Awkward Headcanons (SFW/NSFW)

Trying to turn a bad day around, so I thought of these

Lucifer

Sometimes you can’t tell if he’s giving you bedroom eyes or if he’s actually angry. Lucifer has spent THOUSANDS of years glaring at his brothers and doesn’t know if he’s just staring or glaring

I think he’s super out of practice with romance so he’s hella awkward but when he gets that first positive sign that you’re into him, the charm and pride wakes up and suddenly he’s smooth AF

Flirts so formally he misses his shot 8/10 times

Has a habit of trying to police you like one of his brothers and it’s a knee-jerk, 1000+ year reaction to looking after 6 man-children of various difficulties. Always owns up and apologizes

Has accidentally almost made you pass out from kissing too long. Forgets you don’t have the same lung capacity

BRUISES YOU TO HELL! FORGETS SO MUCH! FEELS SO BAD!

That’s why he has the gloves, to soften his grip because he was one of the strongest in the Celestial Realm and that translates to power in the Devildom

Only complains to you about his back pain from long nights burning the candle at both ends. You find it cute and sad at the same time

Is probably physically very heavy given his stature and the weight of his wings, so if he falls asleep on you, you’re trapped

Rare midnight snack dates when he MUST finish papers by the deadline.

You may or may not have had a Demonus date in his study when a particularly bad batch of paperwork was finally done

You’ve probably cracked at least one (1) antique wood chair

Quickly learned he CANNOT spank you because that shit seriously bruised your ass. You either need a strengthening charm or he has to re-learn how to use his strength around people

That caused one awkward visit to the infirmary because you didn’t know if you were just sore, pinched, dislocated, or cracked. Turns out you were fine. There was no mistaking that hand print, though

It was the second time he’d apologized so profusely in his life. There was no pride left in this man.

You had a special cushion to ease the pain and it looked top of the line (hella fancy. Could probably resell it as fake Gucci in the human world.)

Lucifer gives me big dom vibes and orgasm denial/over-stimulation kink because of his pride basically demanding you beg for him. You passed out at least once from over-stimulation.

When you first start dating he wouldn’t want to own up to any awkward boners so if you sit in his lap while he’s taking a paper break, he’ll make every excuse under the sun (”That’s my belt,”, etc.)

Mammon

This boy is nothing but awkward moments, are you kidding me?

It’s a lot of ‘open mouth, insert foot’ because he can’t be upfront with his feelings. It’s partly not wanting to lose any ‘cred’ he has with people, but also because he’s embarrassed and can’t be honest

There’s lots of tracking you down to sort out things you might have overheard (that he didn’t honestly mean if they sounded bad)

Super sentimental about anything to do with you. You once kissed a piece of Grimm as a good luck charm for his exam and he’d kill someone over it. Always has it on him.

This lovable doofus just assumes you’re dating because you’re always together and you’re perfect and he’s your best man so who’s better?!

When you actually ask him out (with something silly, like ‘I think us dating would be pretty cash money’), he’s so confused. (”But we’ve been dating for, like, a month! Right, human?!”)

He talks big but he’s weak. You’ll always be able to fluster him

Wanted to make love to you on some Grimm and quickly realized that it’s uncomfortable. Porn lied to him and the idea’s ruined. You guys cut the session short to find every piece of Grimm so you can actually lay in the bed

Tends to plunk his head down on your chest and demand scratches/cuddles and has bruised you several times.

Accidentally fought you once or twice for his glasses while half asleep. Levi, Asmo, and Satan used to take them and hide from him

You learned he’s actually hella blind (contacts with non-prescription sunglasses or prescription yellow glasses) and have walked him around the House of Lamentation several times when his glasses went missing

He’ll complain about his brothers having it out for him and getting back at him, but it turns out they just wanted to make an excuse for you guys to hold hands. It’s like a date!

Made you hit your head on the headboard once when he was doing missionary style. Had to stop and check on you, then it got awkward. He cuddled and kissed you the whole time, though. Even got you an ice pack!

The type to flirt with you, try to lean on something, and take himself out on the way down

You’ve had a few of those cliche ‘trip and fell on each other’ moments

Has accidentally swung you into doors and walls trying to scoop you up and run/march out of a room

Levi

This boy is also super awkward

When you’re alone, he’s an absolute sucker for any kind of affection you can give. This boy will literally slither across the floor to make himself comfortable in your lap so he can game.

Pet his hair. He loves that.

Will also have to re-train himself on how to be with you in public. With him, it’s not making fun of a ‘normie’ as much.

Not big on PDA but will definitely hold your hand. How ELSE are people going to know you’re together?!

You get cute matching shirts or jewelry with the ‘Player 1, Player 2′ theme

Does a lot more snake-like things with his tongue. Especially when frustrated. Rub his jaw and chin to see it come out a little bit. It’s like a happy floppy dog tongue, just not as long or wide.

Craves a soft, warm thing to sleep on. You will be his new bed.

The first time you had sex, he broke out his demon form because he looked at you and loved you. He knew he’d get jealous if anyone ever saw you.

Was a little clumsy but determined. Sank in and started going at it, but wanted to look down and watch. He got his horns stuck in your hair and had to stop.

Is #1 fan when you’re naked. (”Ugh. Smother me.”) Boy can’t stand it. He needs it.

Tries to dress a little nicer (even if it’s casual) when you guys go out on dates.

You pack little snack bags when he stands in line for midnight releases and GODDAMN he’s gonna marry you?!

If you’re napping together and someone comes to wake him up or needs you, he just glares at them from underneath you, tail swishing threateningly. No one takes his human, okay?!

He has over-the-ear headphones but I bet he carries earbuds and has probably done that ‘share an earbud’ thing to hold you close and listen to music

Do you need to get up while he’s still sleeping? Untangle yourself and tuck your pillow in his arms. He’ll be fine. Bonus: you get to see the snuggling in action.

Between all the anime and centuries in the Devildom, he’s gotten used to using tails as another way of expression. They act subconsciously based on what the demon’s thinking. He’s surprised both of you several times by accidentally wrapping you up in his tail because he doesn’t want you to leave.

When he gets visibly uncomfortable in social situations, slip him something with your scent on it. It’s comforting. If you make up an excuse to get him out of there (he’s your escort and all), he’s over the moon.

Satan

Had more awkward moments than he’s willing to admit, but he’s more open about them than Lucifer. Basically, if someone guesses it happened, he won’t deny it.

BOY HAS A BOWTIE KINK. PLAY WITH HIS. STEAL ONE AND WEAR IT!

Has probably tripped over books walking you through his room or rushing to answer the door (not that you’d know how happy it makes him).

There’s a 50-50 chance that he’ll steal a glance and act like he didn’t, hiding behind an upside down book or something

Has definitely dropped books on his head after charming them down from the shelf. Your voice just sucks all his concentration up. You get bonus points for checking on him because some of those books are HELLA HEAVY

Say the right thing during a quiet tea session and you might hear him choke

Has probably been outed by one of his friends. Satan always seems to make friends without trying and gets invited to tons of stuff. What didn’t seem like a date turns out to DEFINITELY be a date (according to the friend).

Plan some silly treasure hunt/detective date and this guy is yours for life (especially if you’re the prize at the end).

Isn’t the most upfront about the disdain for his demon form, or how he feels weird about not being a true angel (just an extension of Lucifer), so expect a lot of raw, near-tears conversations in his demon form.

Hold him, run your fingers along the inside of his wings and the tips of his horns and Satan hugs you like there’s no tomorrow. He’ll cry, but he doesn’t regret these tears because they’re healing.

Weak for hand kisses. Smooch them hands.

Not super into PDA, but he’ll do other things to show he cares like carry your books and make sure you know what the weather’s like before you leave

Satan still hasn’t lived down the time Lucifer and the others broke down his door because they smelled blood and thought he’d hurt you. Turns out you guys were having sex and he just bit too hard.

Wouldn’t talk to any of them for a week. He swept you up on an impromptu hotel vacation and you continued to avoid everyone by shopping and eating at cafes.

The type to hold your panties hostage or like a trophy. Gives them back eventually, and enjoys watching Mammon almost have an aneurysm as he tries to figure out why his room smells so strongly of you.

Tea dates, cat cafe dates, and plenty of couple pictures with cat filters. Satan’s Devilgram activity goes up substantially when he’s dating.

You’re not his lock screen, but you’re his background.

Asmo

When you two start dating Asmo is literally the happiest demon in all of Devildom. Yeah he’s smug and cute like ‘how could they NOT fall for beautiful me?’ but boy is literally so stoked. All of that babble’s just a cover for how sickeningly happy he is

Thinks the world of you.

Wants to spend all his free time with you, be it napping and cuddling, shopping, getting pampered, or just doing your nails.

Now that he has that real, true love he doesn’t want to be without you.

You trend on Devilgram at least once

SO MANY PICTURES

Took you shopping for perfumes and has the tester strip you used to pick your perfume taped to his vanity. Then he can smell it whenever he likes!

Gives you a small thing of his cologne for when you get lonely or want to smell like him

Boy is super, super extra. Probably has matching shirts that say he’s yours and you’re his.

The type to get couple’s pillows, cups, and pajamas. You also get couple’s massages.

If you wear lipstick, he’s definitely made you a custom one at some exclusive-invite Devilgram event. He put your initials on the base of the tube and thinks it’s the cutest damn thing. His pride and joy--it’s basically a child.

There’s no shame in the bedroom with this one. I really doubt he’d have awkward moments because he has a lot of experience and has run into a lot of things that he’s handled one way or another. It’s gentle coaching and some sweet teasing.

The most embarrassing thing he’s ever done is probably moaned/whined at the wrong time. Or said something semi-naughty at a bad time. He’s not easily shamed so that doesn’t really matter, either.

He melts at the gentlest touches and will be SO dramatic about it, like half fainted into his bed.

Is easily hypnotized by jewelry. He’ll massage your ears if you have earrings in, cooing over them and wanting to look at them. If he’s laying on you and you’re wearing a necklace, he plays with it the whole time.

Beel

Smart but distractable. Beel’s love language revolves around protection and food so pack him a lunch for practice or bring him something from a town date with one of the bros and he’s super excited

He means well but forgets his own strength so there’s a lot that can go wrong in the bedroom

Has probably broken his bed several times

Had sex on the kitchen counter and the bros only found out because one of them was setting up dinner prep and one of the legs just gave out

Big, snuggly bear. Best hugs.

Hardest to wake up because he tends to sleep well and easily. It’s a side effect of being connected to Belphie. Will hug you to him and keep snoring. You have to get someone else to wake him up because he’ll just snuggle you the more you move around and talk

I headcanon that Beel does a tongue thing like Levi, mostly because his cardinal sin is gluttony and that helps get the food in his mouth faster. It’s not as slender or serpentine as Levi’s, but it definitely moves.

Has licked you in his sleep as an affectionate thing.

Loves to snuggle into your hair when he sleeps.

Bite mark king. He’s so affectionate and earnest when he makes love that he just ends up leaving all kinds of signs on you--mostly bite marks but when he’s conscious of leaving too many, they turn into hand prints.

Makes the purr sound when he’s inside of you. Purrs very easily.

Most of his awkward moments come from being oblivious. He’s the kind of guy you have to out-and-out tell you’re flirting with him, that you like him and want to date him.

Beel’s also very shy with flirting. He thinks you’ll just understand that he’s flirting when he shares food or wants to hug, or just anything. It can be missed because he’s generally chill and friendly.

Was royally embarrassed by Asmo (on accident) when he didn’t eat as much at dinner one night and you were ‘too tired’ to come down. Beel went to carry your food up and Asmo somehow found out he’d eaten you out right before. He was filled up on the human energy and you couldn’t walk to come down.

If you ride his face, grab his horns to hold on. It does something for him and his hands go crazy and he really eats.

Scratch his back and he’ll be your forever heater.

His PDA is carrying you because why not? It’s a workout AND you’re close. It makes him give that big, nice smile.

Belphie

The biggest issue is that he falls asleep on you all the time. He doesn’t mean to but he’s TIRED, okay?

Has a name for the cow pillow. Calls it ‘my moo.’ You are one of seven people that know that. Apparently it’s been a thing since he was little.

Has accidentally called you ‘my moo’ when he’s sleep delirious. It means you’re highly thought of. Beel used to be his moo, too, and now he’s been replaced.

This sloth will smother you. He’s like a koala that demands total contact to sleep

Gives you back rubs and massages. Sometimes he stays awake through them, sometimes you get sleepy and that makes him sleepy so he ends up falling asleep on your back.

Not big on PDA, but his version of caring for you is making sure you’re not bothered by annoying people. Wants you to sit with him at lunch though, and he’ll sulk if you don’t.

His favorite kind of dates are where you stockpile food and drink in the room and just feed each other while lounging in cozy blankets

If you make him any kind of pillow or blanket for a birthday, it’s at the top of his collection. Everyone will see it when they walk into his room.

You’ll plan dates in the star room where he just holds you and points out constellations until you fall asleep. Knows a lot of the mythology/stories behind them and shares that.

No matter the size, Belphie likes to cuddle between your boobs. He says it’s for your heartbeat and that they’re comfy like pillows. His tail wags like crazy when he does this.

Also big on physical contact due to his time in the attic. You just have to be alone.

Brush and play with his hair. That’s what he likes most.

Just hold this boy, okay? He needs it.

If you guys are trying to nap and the other brothers are being noisy, he’ll do the demon scream thing to tell them to shut the hell up. He’s an absolute angel to you though. You’re tired too, he knows.

If you get a little purple streak or something in your hair, he’s smitten.

Get him a kanigiri and the boy is super stoked. He’ll wear it all around the House of Lamentation. Bonus points if it has a hoodie or something he can throw up to annoy Lucifer.

Might get you a little stuffed cow toy so you have something to hug if you have to go away or can’t be with him.

The type to be restless if he can’t sleep with you. Will come to your room in the dead of night and ask to snuggle. It’s the only time he’s nice about it (and vulnerable), so say yes.

You get to be a human body pillow. He loves it very much.

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