#thiiiis!!! yes!!! exactly!!!

[engie-ivy]

James refuses to accept the break-up unless either Remus or Sirius will look him in the eyes and tell him he's not in love with the other anymore

“Yes, Moony,” James says in a mocking tone, and Merlin, Sirius could actually strangle him right now. “Tell me you broke up with Padfoot because you weren’t in love with him anymore.”

Remus just gives James an angry look.

Sirius sighs. “Look, Moons. If you’re worried about hurting my feelings, it’s fine. I already know, have known for the last three years. Hearing you say it now isn’t going to kill me.”

From second thoughts to first dates

“Lily’s going to kill me.”

Sirius is sitting on the floor of his flat with his back leaning against the couch. Remus is sitting beside him, and a very drunk James is sitting across from them. Sirius and Remus are pleasantly buzzed, but James is positively wasted. They watched the final of the Quidditch World Cup together, and after James’s favourite team lost, went to the pub where he made use of the opportunity to drown his sorrows.

Now they’re back at Sirius’s flat, sitting on the floor eating grilled cheese. Living alone without house elves has proven to be very beneficial for Sirius’s grilled cheese-making skills.

“Nah,” Remus says, laying his head back against the couch and closing his eyes. “She’ll just let him suffer through his hangover tomorrow and then it’ll be fine.”

“He’s supposed to have lunch with Lily’s sister and her husband tomorrow,” Sirius sighs. “After the disaster of their first meeting, Lily was hoping he’d make a good impression this time.”

Remus opens one eye to look at James, who is currently dipping his grilled cheese in the glass of water Sirius gave him instead of his ketchup. “Yeah, that might be a problem.”

“Don’t care to make a good impression anyways,” James says, chewing on his soaked grilled cheese. “Pompous nitwits the both of them were.”

Remus smirks. “Is that why you went on a rant about the newest broom models and made the husband think you were mocking him?”

James points his grilled cheese at Remus, making wet crumbs fly in his face. “He started it! Puffed up buffoon bragging to me ‘bout his bloody... muggle wagon.”

“Still, you should act your best for Lily’s sake.”

James shakes his head. “No use. Doesn’t matter how I act, they’re determined to hate me, so they’ll hate me. Pointless, trying to impress them, absolutely pointless.”

Remus lays his head back down and Sirius focuses his attention on his own grilled cheese, while James keeps babbling on about how pointless it would be to try and be liked by Petunia and Vernon Dursley.

“Pointless, so very pointless. No point anywhere to found. One of the most pointless things in the world. Almost as pointless as...” James seems to wreck his brain to come up with something in the same category of pointlessness. “Your break-up!” He eventually says, waving his grilled cheese at Remus and Sirius.

Remus responds merely by giving James an exasperated look, and Sirius is proud of himself that, despite the sting in his heart, he manages not to react besides lifting one eyebrow. “Prongs, that still bothers you? It’s been three years.” Another sting in his heart. Has it really been three years already?

“Has it really been three years already?” James asks. “That makes it even more pointless! Three years and nothing’s changed.”

“Nothing’s changed?” Now Sirius can hardly keep the annoyance out of his voice. Three years since he last kissed Remus, three years since he last woke up next to Remus, three years since he last looked into Remus’s eyes and could think to himself ‘he’s mine’, three years since the world turned into a continuous numbness with just memories of happiness, but sure, nothing’s changed.

“Yes,” James says. “You’re still each other’s most important person in your life, you still look at each other like that, and neither one of you has ever dated anyone else in these three years, so what’d you go and break up for?”

Sirius frowns. “Moony dated. That woman from work...”

James makes a dismissive gesture. “She was married, her husband was just abroad.”

“Not like that,” Remus quickly clarifies. “We just hung out as friends a couple of times, nothing happened between us.”

“Moony asked me to keep up the pretence, hoping that it would help you move on.” James lets out a laugh. “What a disaster that was! During that time, a bloke was chatting you up in the pub once, and Moony glared at him so intense I thought he was going to punch him!” James burst into a fit of giggles. “Remember, Moony? You were clutching your glass so hard, it shattered in your hand!”

While James keeps giggling, Remus gives him a look that gives Sirius a pretty good idea what that bloke in the pub must have endured.

James wipes the tears from his eyes. “I’m just saying, you could’ve saved me three years of dealing with jealousy, pining and fits of crying.”

Sirius flushes and grits his teeth. Drunk or not, James has no business letting Remus know how pathetic he’s been these last three years. “Don’t make Moony feel guilty about it, Prongs. He’s not obligated to be with me just for your comfort, so deal with it.”

James rolls his eyes. “I’d deal with it, if you’d have a good reason for the break-up.”

“What more of a reason do you need?” Sirius is now seriously annoyed. “When one person is not in love with the other anymore, there’s nothing else you can do but break-up. That’s just life, and yes, it sucks, but it happens, and it’s no one’s fault.”

James, however, insists on being stubborn. “I would accept that reason. So, let me put it this way: if one of you can look me in the eyes and tell me that he’s not in love with the other anymore, I’ll drop the topic forever and I’ll never bring it up again.”

Sirius pinches the bridge of his nose and decides to just accept his faith. “Moony, just tell him.”

Startled, Remus jerks his head up, from where he was intently studying a loose thread on his jumper. “What? Why?”

Sirius glances at him. “Because I don’t know about you, but I’m not particularly enjoying this conversation. I’d rather get this over with as soon as possible.”

“Yeah, okay,” Remus says. “Why me then?”

“Because that was the exact reason you broke up with me three years ago!”

“We could just wait till he’s sober,” Remus mutters.

“I want to get this over with, so please, just say it,” Sirius says frustrated.

“I just don’t know if we should indulge his drunken demands.”

Sirius now really loses his patience. “Moony, just tell Prongs you broke up with me because you weren’t in love with me anymore!”

“Yes, Moony,” James says in a mocking tone, and Merlin, Sirius could actually strangle him right now. “Tell me you broke up with Padfoot because you weren’t in love with him anymore.”

Remus just gives James an angry look.

Sirius sighs. “Look, Moons. If you’re worried about hurting my feelings, it’s fine. I already know, have known for the last three years. Hearing you say it now isn’t going to kill me.”

Remus opens and closes his mouth, and then stares down at his sleeve again, looking miserable.

“Moony,” Sirius says. “Why can’t you just tell him-”

“Cause Moony’s a terrible liar!” James interjects. “He can’t get the words over his lips, especially not in front of you.”

Sirius shakes his head and can’t quite keep the bitterness out of his voice. “He had no trouble saying it three years ago, so why would it be a problem now?”

Remus’s head snaps up to look at Sirius. “I never said I wasn’t in love with you anymore three years ago!” He flushes bright red and looks away again. “What I said was-”

“I know what you said!” Sirius interrupts. Like he’d ever forget the words that made his entire world come crumbling down. “You said you wanted to end things between us, because you didn’t want to be with me anymore. Why else would you not want to be with me anymore?”

“It’s because of the werewolf thiiiiing!” James shouts, making Remus and Sirius flinch.

“What?” Sirius asks, confused. “No, that can’t be. It can’t be because of the werewolf thing. I’ve never once made an issue of that.”

“That was exactly the problem!” Remus snaps. “You acting like it was nothing. You didn’t understand how much it would affect you, how much it would affect your whole life. You didn’t comprehend-”

“I comprehended just fine!” Sirius says, raising his voice in anger. “I comprehended all of it! I comprehended that we’d never have much money, as you’ll never be able to get a steady, decent job, I comprehended that we’d never be able to live in one place for too long, as eventually it’ll raise suspicion, I comprehended that there’d be parts of society we’ll always be left out of, due to prejudice and stigma. I did comprehend, I just didn’t care, and that’s a difference!”

“How?” Remus stares at him in utter disbelief. “How could you not-”

“Because I fucking loved you!” Sirius shouts. “I’d have given up everything for you.”

Remus shakes his head. “Then you must understand how, for that exact same reason, I couldn’t let you do that.”

“That was never your decision to make,” Sirius hisses. “It was mine! And I had decided long ago that it’d be you, no matter what.”

Remus stares at him again, and Sirius can hardly bear to see the emotions in his eyes. Emotions he can’t figure out. For a moment, he thinks Remus will get angry, but then he falls back against the couch and crosses his arms in front of his chest. “You tell him then. Tell him how I screwed everything up, and how you’re completely over me now and couldn’t possibly love me anymore.”

“Merlin, Remus, you’re such an idiot!”

Now Remus glares at him. “You’ve told me on multiple occasions how you’ve gotten over me.”

“Because I thought you had a good reason for breaking up with me!” Sirius replies. “I thought you had a good reason, and I didn’t want to make you feel guilty by letting you know how much of a fucking mess I still am, and how much I fucking miss you every day, even when we’re bloody together!”

“What are you saying?” Remus asks, voice suddenly trembling. “Are you saying that you’re not over me?”

“Are you saying that you didn’t fall out of love with me?”

Remus just stares at Sirius and Sirius just stares at Remus. He has no idea how to proceed, or how to go back. Back to half an hour ago or back to three years ago, he doesn’t even know.

They only come out of their contemplation by a drunken James loudly breaking the silence. “Still haven’t heard any reasooooons!”

Sirius apparates at a safe distance from the Potters’ home and starts dragging James towards his front door.

“Padderfootsie,” James mumbles. “D’you know how many werewolves have families? Of their own? So partners, not parents? I mean, I assume they all have parents, right? Where else would they come from? They don’t just shoot out of the floor.” James starts giggling again. “Can you imagine?”

“Prongs, please, I-”

“Zero!” James exclaims. “None whatsoever! It’s never been done! Too much weirdness about starting families when it comes to “dark creatures”.” He almost sticks Sirius’s eye out at the air quotes he makes around “dark creatures”.

Sirius doesn’t respond, so James continues. “Moony can’t just fall head over heels in love and fully throw himself into it with his whole being, without any doubts, like you and I can. Not with each other, of course. With Remus and Lily. Remus or Lily. Not both. Well both, but you know, one for each. You Remus, me Lily.”

Sirius really wants to get James inside as soon as possible, but James wiggles himself free from his grip to face him, and grabs his shoulders. “I know how much he has hurt you, I know. All I'm saying is, it’s different for Moony, but that doesn’t mean he loves you any less.”

“Merlin, Prongs.” Sirius swallows against a sudden lump in his throat. “I don’t know anymore if I never want you to get this drunk again, or wish that you��d gotten this drunk three years ago.”

Lily slams open the door and stalks into Sirius’s flat.

“Why, good day to you, Lilyflower.”

“Don’t you ‘Lilyflower’ me, Black,” Lily snarls.

Sirius rolls his eyes. “Aren’t you a ray of sunshine this afternoon.”

“Yes,” Lily says sarcastically, while taking a Butterbeer out of the fridge. “Waking up to find your husband knocked out on the couch really does wonders for your mood.”

“Well, you should be thanking me for the fact that he even was on the couch, instead of in a ditch somewhere.”

Lily swallows down a gulp of Butterbeer without breaking eye contact. “I would have preferred the ditch.”

Lily flops down on the couch with her drink and eyes Sirius for a while. “What are you doing?” She asks, after watching him pull on a fancy shirt and fixing his hair in front of the mirror.

“I got a date,” Sirius simply says.

Lily chokes on her next sip. “A...” She coughs a few times. “A date? You haven’t had a date since- in a long time.” She studies Sirius’s face, noting how, despite his efforts to look composed, he’s brimming with excitement. “That’s... That’s good, Pads. I’m happy for you.”

There’s a knock on the door.

Lily, not curious at all, turns around on the couch so she can watch the door as Sirius opens. Her eyes widen, and she can’t help how a small gasp escapes her lips, when she sees Remus Lupin standing there. He’s wearing his best slacks and his nicest jumper, and has even styled his hair. Lily looks with astonishment at the boys nervously staring and smiling at each other, dressed to the nines and well-groomed, like they didn’t eat pizza from the floor of Remus’s flat wearing stained sweatpants after not showering for days just the week before.

“Hi,” Remus says.

“Hi,” Sirius says.

“Hi!” Lily shouts.

Remus jumps, only now realising Lily is in the room. He blushes furiously and runs a hand through his previously well-groomed hair. “Oh, Lils, hi. I didn’t see you there. How are you? Is Prongs still alive?”

“Yes,” Lily replies solemnly. “I’m waiting for him to be sober enough before I kill him.” She gestures with her bottle between the two boys. “So what’s this? Are you two picking things up again?”

“No,” Sirius says hesitantly. “We’re more like... starting over?” A smile appears on his face with such genuine happiness as Lily hasn’t seen on him in... what? Three years? “This is our first date!” He adds.

Lily can’t help but smile back at him, bad mood almost forgotten.

“Well,” Sirius says. “We’ll better get going. There’re some left-over pumpkin pastries in the fridge, and there’s stuff for grilled cheese, but try not to burn anything this time.”

“Right,” Lily says. “You boys have fun then!”

After the door closes behind them, Lily turns around and slides back down on the couch. A huge grin spreads across her face. It’s been a long three years for all of them, but maybe, just maybe, all will be right with the world again.

#wolfstar #wolfstar fanfiction #wolfstar fic #marauders #marauders fanfiction #marauders fic #sirius black #remus lupin #remus x sirius #james potter #lily evans #jily #my tumblr writing

[caribbean-ace]

Hello folks! Life has been quite hectic and i’m catching up on the latest of our favorite chaotic group of queer people😂 so jumping right into Legends Of Tomorrow 7x09 as usual spoilers ahead:

1. Lmao Nate’s reaction was pretty accurate + i’m guessing we’re missing something important here + oh no Gwyn stop it! + Ava is so brilliant i love her + poor Gideon :( + Gideon and Gary are a very odd pairing + what the hell is going on👀 + oh my god what the hell😂 + WHAT!? + no😩 come on Behrad i love you but, Astra is kinda taken you know?

2. “Thank you but i hate that” that has to be my motto + gilfriends saving poor Gwyn + spooner is like: don’t Esperanza me dude🙄 + robots and hell just what legends needed + oh no + is this like the sex spell that got around in season 4? 😂 that was WILD + NO WAIT I DON’T WANT TO SEE THIS! + what the hell is going on + LMAO this took a wild turn + bruh Astra was ready to pounce same sis + THIS IS SO WILD😂 + i was slightly distracted by Astra’s arms

3. This is oddly funny😂 poor Gwyn is so lost + Spooner you should have gone with your best friend to keep her safe + lmao Sara is pushing for a vacation and Ava is worrying about being murdered + i love Ava so much😂💕 + seriously what the hell not this😩 + if they sleep together i’ll be so angry🙄 + Sara is like: i just want to get this done i want to get laid with my beautiful wife + OH MY GOD + Astra would have dropped dead lol Spooner you sneaky person! + Astra my queen😍 so powerful please slam me to the floor + i really hope Behrad drops the idea of dating Astra🙄 + i’m hating this🙄 + “i thought we were friends” YES THAT’S ALL YOU ARE + i wouldn’t mind Gary and Gideon being a thing if Gary didn’t try to sleep or lust after every single member of the crew

4. Oh i love this Gideon + i love this interaction, Gideon and Zari being besties + Gidget™️ is back + is Spooner still naked around? + oh boy this is so chaotic + to quote the very wise captain Bishop: “this is why women shouldn’t date men” + Spooner is just so comfortable being naked😂😂😂 + lmao Ava😂😂😂 + i love Ava’s hair i’m distracted + Astra: you did exactly what i told you not to + lmao Sara😂😂😂 + Ava is totally gonna lose it + Sara looks so weird with that make up + oh boy😂 + Astra: come here my child we’re fixing this + bruh this took a deep turn but also i’m laughing my ass off😂 + oh boy don’t make this a thing pls + this is like Nate and Zari 1.0 all over again + Astra is like: Gideon my child 🥺 + oh no my babies :( + yay😍 they are back on track + missing Zari 1.0 hours + oh boy noooot thiiiis agaaaain😩 + no you don’t🙄

5. Yikes Gideon😂😂 that was wild + everyone’s reaction was on point lmao

Bonus: hell censoring the cross sign and the word god was pretty funny lol😂

So that was a very very interesting episode, i had so much fun! I love how Legends always get to explore feelings and bring the conversation around certain characters and keep it fun. All jokes aside even tho i’d like for Spooner and Astra to be something (we know that’s unlikely to happen but one can dream) i gotta say i don’t like how they try to make a pairing out of thin air, it’s like repeating what happened with Nate and Zari 1.0 all over again and i’m just not fully into it. Same as Nate, i adore Behrad but i just don’t think he and Astra would make a good pairing (but hey that’s just me). I’m interested in seeing how they will get out of there and how they are going to fix the chaos that Android!Legends are creating…

#dc legends of tomorrow #legends of tomorrow #sara lance #ava sharpe #nate heywood #zari tarazi #behrad tarazi #astra logue #spooner cruz #gideon #gary green #ale watches legends of tomorrow

[pb-nj]

(So I made a thiiiiing and this thought wouldn't leave me and this.. just happened. I've convinced myself to write a fic after 7 years? There will be a few British slang in there jsyk but its 4am and my mind can't decipher between American and British slang anymore.)

Tsundere

3 Times Nico acts out tsundere (and Levi knowing how to perfectly deal with it) and the 1 time he blurts out the truth

Tsundere: A fictional character who fits the archetype of having cold and even hostile personality towards another person before gradually showing a warm and caring side over time.

I Love You

Levi never shied away from speaking his affection and it was one of those mornings he stayed overnight at Nico's knowing they have the morning off the next day. Watching the fellow across the kitchen island wearing nothing but track pants, hair floopy and hanging over his eyes while preparing their breakfast, he can't help but blurt it out, "I love you."

Instantaneously, without even looking up, Nico's sideway smirk appears on his lips, "I know you do."

"You.. Are such an ass." Levi rolls his eyes but there was mirth in his tone as he shakes his head at Nico.

He doesn't need to hear it. He used to yearn for Nico to say it back but now..

Now he knows it's in the way Nico cuts up Levi's toast into perfect triangles, without crust, butter and then peanut butter and just a smidgen of jam on top, just the way Levi likes it.

It's in the way he grabs Levi's waist and pulls him in for a quick peck as the other was on his way to grab some milk from the fridge. Nico doesn't let go of him and Levi complains the coffee will go cold. Nico would just smile and let him go but his eyes would follow Levi's every movement.

It's in the way Nico knows just how Levi likes his coffee and would watch Levi's reaction to gauge if he's done it perfectly (and he knows when it isn't because Levi is the worst liar and Nico won't hesitate to grab the mug, pour it down the sink and make him another one until it is spot on).

It's in the way that Nico convinces Levi to just stay the rest of the morning and he can borrow his clothes so that Levi doesn't have to go home and get ready for their afternoon shift. Levi protests because the clothes would be too big but Nico would keep pulling him back, suggest to showering together even and Levi relents.

It's in the way Nico would hold Levi's hand over the console as they're driving to work and when they're at a stoplight, he'd lift the hand his holding, kiss the back of it as he looks softly over at Levi, I love you too

 Hold Me Close

Levi found him eventually, in one of their favourite on call rooms. Why he didn't think of coming here first he didn't know. He should've known better that this would be where Nico is most comfortable sulking on his own. It's the smallest on call room but the single bed can fit two people. Nico likes small spaces when he's emotional, likes knowing where all the corners of the room are and feels grounded when the walls of the room are within touching distance. 

He was currently sat on the edge of the bed, hands clasped together, staring at the blank wall. He's lost yet another patient, this one he actually got close to and got to know well. He was only 18 and was inspired to be a surgeon. Nico called him his little prodigy. Nothing went wrong this time, the boy's body just gave out and Levi was scrubbed in to this surgery with Nico and even he had a hard time calling the time of death when Nico couldn't utter a word, just stood there rooted on the spot looking down at the boy as if it was all just going to be a joke and his heart would pick up again. 

"Do you want some company? Maybe, I can hold you?"

Nico shakes his head, letting out an exasperated sigh as he finally looks up at Levi, "No Levi, I don't want to be held. Do you want to be held?"

His tone and eyes were annoyed but Levi knows him now, he just has to look at the shivering hands and he knows.

"Yes, I'd like to be held. I know he was your patient but I've grown fond of him too."

Nico's eyes changed from angered to numb before he drops his eyes and nods, patting the space next to him. Gingerly, Levi makes his way over, wraps his arms around Nico's waist and hugs him from the side. Nico wraps an arm around his shoulder, patting soothingly. 

Later on, they'd end up lying on the bed and it's Nico who has his arms wrapped around Levi's waist, face hidden on Levi's neck as he makes ragged breaths, trying to keep himself from crying. Levi pretends he doesn't know and stops himself making soothing caresses to keep up with the pretense. Nico knows how obvious he's being but he is grateful Levi is letting him keep whatever strong facade he has left. Thank you, I needed you the most.

 Stress Relief

"Just stress relief."

Levi is replaying this phrase in his head as he looks up at the fancy hotel ceiling, catching his breath. He should've known better than to agree to this but his very being is craving and yearning for Nico still. And the sex is amazing, always was.

He thought he's already gotten used to Nico's cold persona but sometimes it gets too much and he just wants to hear exactly what Nico is feeling and not play the little hidden affection game they've somehow fallen into. That led to their breakup and it was agonising. 

Nico was.. is, his first love and he can't let go that easily. Nico didn't seem to have a hard time carrying on with life after the breakup. Levi is still a mess and he isn't afraid of showing it. Although when the pandemic hit, he'd watch Nico worriedly, knowing well that the fellow is keeping it all in and pretending to be numb to everything.

He looks at the fancy clock in the room and gosh why is everything so fancy and why did Nico choose this hotel just for a few hours of romp in the sack? Truth be told, Nico invited Levi over to his apartment but it was too familiar, too soon, too.... intimate for what they only are now.

The Levi who thought he knew Nico throughout would have thought that this is Nico's way of showing he missed him, by taking him back to the place where they've shared memories. The Levi now, who wants to protect whatever sanity he has left, pushed for a hotel room and not thinking of any glimmering hope. 

Levi realises he's been looking at the clock without actually checking the time. 10pm, he can still catch the commute home. 

Just as he sat up, Nico attempted to throw an arm around his waist and it ended up connecting quite strongly against his bare chest. "Ow!"

"Shit sorry! I-.. where.. are.. are you leaving?" Nico raises one brow, sitting up and looking so adorably confused that Levi could hardly stop himself from leaning over to kiss that expression away. He doesn't. 

"Yeah it's late and I need to go home before the last commute."

"But.. Wh-.. Okay." 

Levi searches his face but Nico just turns away, scratching the back of his neck as he lies down, back facing Levi. He sighs as he moves to get up, cleans himself and put his clothes back on. 

The silence was awkward and Levi couldn't wait to get out of there. Just as he makes his way to the door, Nico bolts out of bed, naked and all, grabbing Levi's elbow. 

"You know, there's a perfectly good bath tub we-.. You didn't get to use at all and baths are good stress relief." He gives him a coy smile and Levi could only blink a few times, eyes betraying how perplexed he's feeling. 

"It's such a waste, I mean I could run you a bath and maybe I can join you too? I mean if we're relieving stress, might as well just go all out right?"

Levi stands there, silent for god knows how long. He's tempted to rebutt and say he isn't stress out anymore but he notices Nico's fidgeting fingers on his free hand. Levi knows this gesture, knows what Nico is not saying and he isn't sure if he wants to fall back into this routine again. 

But as he watches Nico close and open his free hand, notice his pleading eyes which he normally never allows to show, Levi lets go of the door knob and nods. 

He moves to put his bag back down and he doesn't see the way Nico smiles behind him before preparing the bath. 

Minutes later, they're silent in the tub, Levi's back against Nico's chest as they relax in the warmth of the water. The silence isn't awkward this time and Nico languidly places kisses on Levi's shoulder. 

And then a few more hours later, Nico watches the sleeping Levi across from him, lying on his side facing Nico. He watches his lashes flutter and makes the decision to pull him across and tuck him against his chest, head underneath his chin and wrapping his arms securely around Levi. It's then he finally feels comfortable and slowly falls asleep, will you come back to me?

 "I can't lose you"

Levi was walking ahead of Nico, looking for something in his bag. It's been weeks of this colleagues with benefits things they have. They can't exactly be friends with benefits because they hardly ever talk when they're not having sex and sometimes they tend to get into a spat when Nico blatantly ignores some of Levi's diagnosis. Levi sometimes thinks it's probably because Nico loves riling him up and he's always known Nico finds him cute when he's all vexed and pouty, not that Nico can see that from the behind his mask. 

They're on their way to Nico's because Levi finally felt guilty for making Nico spend money on hotels whenever they have sex and Nico doesn't let him pay. But if Levi wants to be true to himself, it's because maybe, just maybe something in their dynamic may change if they go back to where they used to do things together. His heart is on the line, he knows this. He's gotten his hopes up again, he knows this. But Nico always asks him to stay afterwards and he remembers falling asleep by himself but always wakes up with him in Nico's arms and.. It has to mean something right?

"I can't lose you." Levi stops, is confused for minute before he realises the voice came from behind him. He looks back and sees a very shocked Nico who seems to also not believe that came out from his own mouth. 

"What? What do you mean?" He walks back to Nico, looking up at him. This is the closest he's been to the fellow without sex as a prerequisite.

"I..." Nico swallows thickly, avoiding Levi's gaze as he takes a shaky breath. "I've just been thinking what if it was you on that bed and not Meredith Grey. And god knows I'm glad it's not you and I know this is shitty of me because everyone needs Meredith Grey but what if you were one of those people who I can't wake up, whose life is dependent on a machine and.."

He trails off, closing his eyes before finally looking back at Levi. He reaches for Levi's hands and holds them delicately as if he would crumble at the slightest touch.

"I don't deserve you and I'm not someone who will say how I feel all the time. I show my affections differently and it's not how you want to be loved but... The thought of losing you forever, I don't think I can ever live with that." 

Half of Nico's face is obscured by his mask but his eyes show so much, so much that Levi has never seen him show before and thinks he doesn't even need to hear all those to know what Nico wants to say. 

"I love you Levi and it's stupid that it took a world pandemic to make me realise how much I do and how much I don't want to lose you. And I want to make every single second we have together count. I won't be a perfect lover but I hope you know, whatever I don't say, you will still feel how much I care about you." Nico pulls him closer, anxiously waiting for an answer and yes they're breaking the distance rule but they're both too engrossed to worry (and to Levi's excuse and relief they've both tested negative)

Levi breaks the eye contact and laughs, shaking his head, before looking back up at Nico. "With how much you've said tonight, I don't think you need to say anymore for the rest of our lives."

Nico's eyes widened before they crinkle, finally letting out a relieved chuckle. "The rest of our lives?"

"If you'll have me?" Levi shrugs shyly.

"I won't have anyone else, I'm in love with you Levi."

Levi smiles, genuinely smiles for the first time in weeks and he wants to kiss Nico badly but he'd rather save it in the comforts of their privacy. He moves to turn around and go but Nico holds him back, "You're not gonna say it back?"

Levi gives him an amused pointed look and they both know where this is headed, "I will in 2 minutes. I'd just like to see you sweat it out."

Nico laughs and just like Levi did back then, this time he's the one who hugs Levi from behind, holding him close and from now on he's never letting go.

Be mine, forever

#schmico #nico kim #levi schmitt #grey's anatomy #greys anatomy #I ADDED FLOOPY HAIR NICO #and omg i made a fic #schmico fic

[cupboardzllo]

being a babie with mazzello | hc

a/n : HIIII welcome back to my writing! I miss all of ya so much :-] the other day i was hit with this thought of just being ababie arpund joe so here's a hc about that. Also, i wanna thank y'all for sticking with me when i was unactive several days ago...it means a lot to me!

also, i'm Chloe! Figured i will reveal my name after a while. People call me coco or cookie sometimes, so...let's be friend, i guess?

anyway, enjoy this hc!! ♡

•••

so we all know about the virus, honestly i think i'm the latest person to write about this

but joe freaking mazzello 'course cannot stay sane that long without you, his 24/7 childhood best friend

so he asked you to move in with him when the whole quarantine thingy started

"Come on!!! You will have the world-famous, fanfastic dino-shaped pancakes by Chef La Mazzello every morning, (Y/N)."

that was his effort to persuade you

of course you said yes

"Fine, but it's only because of the pancakes."

no (Y/N) we ALL know it's because you're head over heels for him!!!

moving-in day

it's not the first time you've stayed at his house

but you were pretty nervous with the idea of living with him, everyday, him seeing you without any makeup, or anything

ESPECIALLY your habits of cleaning products...you tend to use baby shampoo and soaps

when you put your johnson baby wash in his bathroom, Joe frowned

"Whose baby is staying here?."

you stuttered, "uhh...it's weird, but, it's mine...dONT LAUGH OKAY JOE-"

too late

joe's dying on the floor

(((((bathroom floor))))

"(Y/N) yOU'RE AN ADULT."

you tickled him as an escape of your embarassment, feeling shy

"OKAY STOP STOP I'M SORRY!," he laughed

then ruffled your hair

"Even if you use dog shampoo, i'd still.."

you freezed

what's he going to say?!

joe took a moment before finishing his sentence

"....m-make yOU DINO-SHAPED PANCAKES! come on, (Y/L/N)! let's unpack your clothes after this."

then he went out of the bathroom

leaving you

red

and possibly close to having a sheer heart attack

grocery shopping with joe

on some days, joe (and you) is waAY to lazy to make efforts to eat

but at the same time you guys are hella hungry

so you guys order the classic chinese take-outs, or pizza maybe

but also in some days, you will go out grocery shopping with him and buy ingredients for dinner (with masks of course, wear your masks everyone!!!)

joe will grab cooking ingredients and other products

like milk

dairy-free milk because we all don't want joe screaming

anyways

Joe also grabs some chips

and snacks

then there's you grabbing baby snacks

gerber

happy baby

teethers cookies

all the good stuff

"Why..are you???????"

"Stop shaming my snacking behaviour!!! It's good okay,,," you said then running into another aisle

leaving mazzello

grinning

like that joe smile we all love

"Gosh, such a cutie..." he mumbled, then pushing the cart, following you

also he paid for the groceries even though you insisted to pay

ugh i love him

dinner time with joe

joe's not actually the worst italian chef

but he does need constant guiding and sometimes can be sloppy

you guys were cooking baked spaghetti that night, and thankfully it went okay

joe almost spilled the whole sauce from the pan but luckily you were there to stop him

so while waiting for the food to cook

joe decided to play some music off of his phone

and guess what he played

nope

not queen songs

BABY SHARK

the first verse came and you were laughing out loud

"Joe what the fuck???? What is thiiiis?."

joe is already bopping his head and throwing some dance moves

drop it like it's hoooooot-

"Aw come on baby (Y/L/N), bABY SHARK DOO DOO DO DO-"

so you joined him

AND YOU KNOW THE DANCE MOVES

yeah the clapping hands thingy

you guys were dancing so hard you both were sweating

Joe picked you up with his arms

you were a laughing mess and tried to get out of his grip when you both fell into his couch

you on top of him

and him under you

"....joe?"

for a moment you thought joe is going to kiss you

and he reached you cheek

DING!

the oven dings

joe shuffled and you quickly stood up

"I'll check it!," you said while running to the kitchen

SIS your heart was POUNDING because was he going to kiss you????

joe was also a blushing mess

"mazzello you dumb...," he whispered while rubbing his face

then chased you into the kitchen

dinner went a bit awkward

because you both are dumb dorks

but it went over and you guys washes dishes together then got ready for bed

bedtime!!!!

Joe does have a guest room in his house

but he said that the room is currently unavailable

under the following reasons of

"it's messy," and "it has a lot of stuff in it!." "my room's more spacious."

he really just want to have you with him in his bed (Y/N) come on!!!!

so you agreed to sleep with him

because of course you also can't wait to cuddle with him

ehm okay moving on so

you changed into your pajama

and it has gudetama patterns

joe chuckled when he saw you after changing your clothes

"I swear (Y/N), you're a baby trapped in an adult's body."

you pull out your tongue playfully then joined him

joe was scrolling his instagram, and you were checking out your emails

joe then pulled you closer to him

"You're cold, you need more warmth from me," he said, as an excuse

you smiled and rested your head on his shoulder

you did not realize it, but you were feeling sleepy and slowly you lulled off on his chest

joe waS SO hAPPY AND IS A BLUSHING MESS I TELL YOU

because this is exactly the thing he loved the most about you

the domestic side of you, your bare face and your sleepy figure

he turned off the lights as careful as possible

he don't want his baby to wake up

he cuddled you closer and realized

this is what he wanted to see before he's off to the clouds

so let's all hope the man will gain the courage to ask you out

because he can't wait to give you

his baby

more warmth every night :-)

#joe mazzello #joe mazello smut #borhap hc #borhap headcannon #borhap headcanon #joe mazello imagine #joe mazzello imagine #joe mazzello x reader #joe mazzello imagines #joe mazzello angst #joe mazzello blurbs #joe mazzello fluff #joe mazzello hc #joe mazzello hcs #joe mazzello headcanon #joe mazzello smut #cupboardzllowrites #borhap cast x reader #borhap cast #borhap cast hc #borhap #ben hardy #ben hardy fluff #ben hardy hc #ben hardy imagine #ben hardy imagines #ben hardy x reader #gwilym lee blurbs

[franklyshipping]

Day 1 ~ Christmas 2019 Ego Fanfics

Welcome to the start of this, my 2019 festive project. Last year, I did a mega Christmas fic, the year before I did a massive New Year's fic, and this year....you will all be getting an SFW, ego tickle fanfic every single day from the first of December, right up until the 25th, aka Christmas Day. I have been stressed as hell over this project, but I am still proud of it and I've enjoyed writing every segment, and I hope you all enjoy these fics too. Now, without further ado....let's begin, with Day 1!

TAGGING: @anti-switch-glitch

In my view, festivities only really start in one particular fashion. With complete anarchy. Anti’s eyes were wide as he looked over the piles and boxes of gleaming decorations…that HE was in charge of. Tinsel, wreaths, baubles, ornaments, individual advent calendars, mini trees, strings upon strings of white, rainbow, gleaming, flickering lights, hand-made carvings and ceramics, plushies, festive throws, blankets, cushions, mini fricking train sets, stockings, bags of potpourris, candles, incenses, garlands, paper chains, mistletoe sprigs, holly bunches….and Santa hats. Rest assured, Anti intended on using EVERY single piece of decorative material before him, and he wasn’t going to take no for an answer.

Now, I understand that you may be shocked at the notion of Anti solely being given the mammoth task of decorating every room of the Ego household, but you need not worry, he had help. Namely the organised, efficient Harold B. Darrensworth. However, as with any and all creative projects involving multiple brains, clashes can occur….and were occurring right now.

‘No! NO! ABSOLUTELY not! Those collections of tinsel do NOT mix colour wise, and they’ll be a FIRE risk if they’re draped about the main kitchen!’

Harold stomped his foot, his nostrils flaring as he stood with his arms folded at his chest and with distress on his face as he looked at Anti, who was whining at having his wild creativity repressed.

‘Well how else are we meant to decorate the main kitchen then?! We can’t leave the room fuckin’ bare, we wouldn’t be doin’ our damn job!’

Anti huffed whilst throwing a length of turquoise tinsel over his shoulder like it was scarf, folding his arms too. He knew Harold wanted to decorate well, and Anti did too, he wanted every inch of the place to be decorated to perfection….but it seemed that Anti’s and Harold’s perceptions of ‘perfection’ were a little different. Harold stalked up to Anti, and despite his shorter stature, squared up him as he straightened his spectacles.

‘I ASSURE you that I do not intend to leave ANY room undecorated! But you have to face facts! We MUST prioritise proper order and colour co-ordination, and that’s FINAL!’

Harold had his lips pursed as he looked up at Anti resolutely…but then what started off as a creative disagreement, turned into something a little more. Anti narrowed his eyes down at Harold. Don’t get him wrong, Anti loved the guy and the fact that he was just as dedicated to the decorating task as he was….but he was stubborn. Very stubborn, and frankly a tad arrogant with his bossiness. Anti could see that Harold saw himself as the authority of the venture, and Anti couldn’t have that, they were meant to be partners in this after all.

‘I hope you’re not trying to dictate to me Darrensworth, I don’t really take kindly to being told what to do.’

Anti’s voice had lowered to a growl as he stepped closer to Harold so he was very nearly looming over him….but of course Harold, stubborn as he was, stuck to his guns. He wasn’t going to let himself be intimidated!

‘With respect Anti, I’m afraid you’ll just have to SUCK it up!’

Harold’s shoulders were raised as he huffed out a determined breath through his nose, usually he wouldn’t use such crude language, but Anti just had to be told! Harold’s determined defiance however, was to be his downfall. In a flash Anti had snarled, gripped Harold by his shoulders, and pushed him against the nearest wall, pinning him there as his eyes flicked to black. Poor Harold yelped with shock, and the poor guy started to tremble, worrying that he’d actually angered Anti and brought out his wrath.

‘AH! O-O-Oh n-no I-I-I’m s-sorry I’m s-sorry! P-Please d-don’t h-h-hurt me!’

Harold stuttered as he looked up at Anti fearfully, and immediately Anti’s expression softened….I mean, he knew he could be scary, but to have Harold actually be terrified? Anti certainly didn’t want that! Anti’s cold expression morphed into a more playful sneer, and he squeezed one of Harold’s shoulders as he purred.

‘….well clearly me and you need to hang out more, I’m not gonna hurt you ya doof!’

Harold blinked a few times as he processed Anti’s words and the reassuring shoulder squeeze, and he bowed his head a tad embarrassedly at jumping to such a conclusion. Anti shook his head slightly, but then remembered why he’d pinned Harold against the wall in the first place; his voice dimmed into a low growl as he continued.

‘However…people who act like this big authority reeeeally rile me up. I have a thing ya see. A thing about people putting themselves on a bossy little pedestal…I just feel like I gotta knock ‘em off. D’ya understand me?’

Harold gulped as Anti raised an eyebrow down at him, very much expecting an answer from him. Harold of course burst out into apologetic babbles. I mean, he didn’t know exactly what Anti might or might not do to him…but Harold had had a glimpse into Anti’s wild creative mind and decided that the reasonable, safer option would be to concede as quickly as possible and hope that Anti would just want to carry on with the task at hand.

‘Uh huh, yes, I ENTIRELY understand you Anti, COMPLETELY in fact!’

As he spoke, Harold nodded with a shaky smile in place. He felt so flustered, whether it was Anti’s intimidating demeanour, the fact that he was trapped, or the implicit threatening nature of Anti’s words; Harold could just feel flustered chills going through his system. Anti meanwhile, was enjoying this very much. Seeing the ordered, neat Harold Darrensworth so frantic was very satisfying…but…Anti wanted to see more. He smirked as his plan formed in his mind, and he purred, leaning closer so he and Harold were nearly nose to nose.

‘Mmm…you say that but ah, well, words aren’t always the most trustworthy things. However, I do have a little method I use when it comes to properly knocking people off pedestals. How about I show ya?’

Before Harold could even open his mouth to protest and potentially persuade Anti against whatever his plan was…Anti’s hands had darted forward to Harold’s ribcage, where his fingers pinched and scratched at the area experimentally. Oh how Anti’s experiment was rewarded.

‘AAEEE! N-Nohoho nohohoho plehease n-nohot the tihickling not tihihickling!’

Harold bent double almost instantly in an attempt to escape Anti’s tickling digits, but now Anti was just eager beyond belief to tickle the order and serenity out of Harold Darrensworth.

‘Ohhhoho thihis is gonna be so much fun!’

Anti cackled evilly as he eagerly snuck his fingers under Harold’s shirt so he could scratch at his bare ribcage, which made Harold snort and attempt to jump and/or squirm away from Anti’s tickling…emphasis on the attempt part.

‘Nohoho noho l-l-lehehet mehehe gohoho!’

Harold was blushing a bright pink and pushing desperately at Anti’s chest, but the glitch was far too strong and determined to let any weak defence halt him for even a second. He cocked his head down at Harold fondly as he cooed.

‘Oh I don’t think sooo! Someone needs to learn not to be such a big bossy pants, yes they do yes they dooo!’

….needless to say, Harold had not expected Antisepticeye to baby-talk him, which was clear by his darkening blush and widening eyes. He ended up spluttering amidst his torrents of giggling.

‘Ihihi d-d-dohohon’t! D-Dohohon’t tahalk t-to mehe lihihike thahahat!’

As Harold wriggled desperately against the wall, Anti’s jaw dropped. He couldn’t believe how much the baby-talk affected him and how much it embarrassed the generally measured man! And you bet that Anti was going to use this information for a loooong looong time. Anti used his thumbs to massage Harold’s bottommost ribs as he got right in his face, cooing in the most babyish voice he could muster.

‘Ahaaaww what’s thiiiis? Can ickle baby Harold not take the tickly wicklies on his itty bitty ribbies? Poor baaaby, all mine to ticky tickle for ever and ever and ever!’

If dictionaries had pictures next to words and their definitions, Harold’s current facial expression would be depicted next to the word shook. His mouth and eyes were wide, his cheeks were crimson, and the noise that came out of his mouth was somewhere between a squawk and a squeal as his knees threatened to buckle.

‘Y-Y-YOHOU SH-SHUHUSH YOUR MOHOUTH!’

Harold cried, and also I need to correct myself; Harold’s knees no longer threatened to buckle, they did buckle. Harold crumpled to the floor consumed by his frantic giggles, and immediately started trying to scrabble away from Anti on his hands and knees; he had never looked more frantic in his entire life. Anti laughed aloud, this was too precious. He watched Harold’s cute, giggly, crawling form for a few seconds, before striding over and gripping one of his shins with a chuckle.

‘Where do you think you’re going? I’m not done with you yeeet!’

Harold squealed as Anti grabbed both his legs, playfully dragging him across the fluffy rug as Harold spluttered giddily.

‘N-Noho p-plehease let me goho let me go-EEEK!’

Harold had squealed, since Anti had moved to grip his thighs in prep to flip him over for more torso tickling…but now Anti found a more interesting target.

‘Well, well, well, what have we here Mr Darrensworth?’

Harold spluttered as he felt Anti straddle his butt, and stroke his fingers down the backs of his thighs; Harold was trembling and smiling and squeaking nervously.

‘N-Nohothihing i-i-it’s nohothing!’

It was SO not nothing. Harold’s thighs in general were prime tickle spots, but the backs of his thighs? Those were the real hot spots. Harold’s reactions were utterly melting Anti’s heart as he kept gleefully tracing the ticklish areas, very much enjoying Harold’s utter lack of decorum.

‘Oh? Then what’s with all those cute giggles? Did I miss a joke?’

Harold spluttered and whined into the carpet as he giggled harder, Anti’s teasing was REALLY not helping the situation…well, at least from Harold’s point of view. Harold’s mirth just kept on increasing as Anti increased the intensity of his tickling. He made the process last too. Anti had a manic grin on his face as he transitioned from tracing, to gentle fluttering, to light scratches, to harder scratches, he was being truly merciless.

‘P-P-Plehehehease s-stohop thihis I-Ihi cahaHAHAN’T!! AHAH! NOHOHO NOHO NOHOHO MOHOHORE OHOHO PLEHEHEASE!!’

Anti hummed happily as Harold’s loud, bright mirth filled his ears. Harold’s silk pyjama pants offered him no protection, so the ticklish flesh at his thighs was all Anti’s to tickle torture. Also, Anti was making sure his verbal teasing was just as torturous as the tickling.

‘Huh, that joke must have been really funny, I don’t think I’ve ever heard you laugh this hard!’

Anti snickered as Harold wailed, Anti knew he was being a mean, evil little shit….and he absolutely lived for it.

‘PLEHEHEASE AHAHAHA IHIHI’M BEHEGGING YOHOU!!’

Harold cried out as he squeezed his eyes shut amidst his mirth, and Anti let out a soft shocked laugh….he couldn’t believe Harold was begging so outwardly like this! Anti hummed musingly, flicking his blunt nails over the thighs before him as he replied.

‘Begging huh? I wonder, what would you do to get me to stop?’

Harold had an immediate answer for that one.

‘AHAHAHA AHAHANYTHING!!’

….oh how Anti LOVED that answer. He let out a devious hum of thought, before taking his time to mull over all the things he could possibly ask for from his sweet, sensitive victim. Harold meanwhile was thrashing and laughing his poor head off, he’d never been tickled like this before, it was so wild and evil! Soon, Anti smirked and replied playfully.

‘Anything huh? Would you consider say….agreeing that my creative decorating ideas are valid and should be tested?’

Harold literally would have done anything for mercy right now, so he just hollered.

‘YEYEHES YES DAHAMMI-AAAHHHH NAHAHAT THEEEERE!!!’

Anti’s eyes widened at Harold’s sudden jolt and shriek, before Anti looked down to see that his fingers had accidentally drifted down to the backs of Harold’s knees. All Anti could think of was what a delightful treasure trove of ticklishness this guy was, and eagerly traced behind his knees as he purred.

‘Oh this must reeally be your death spot….say, if I have mercy on you, will you ACTUALLY do anything I ask?’

Now, even amidst his mad, shrieking mirth, Harold still got chills regarding what on earth Anti might want him to do…but Harold knew he needed mercy more than anything.

‘YEHEHEHES AHAHA IHIHI WIHIHIIILL!!!’

….of course, as Anti pinched Harold’s knee-pits, he had to drag it all out.

‘Are you sure?’

Harold was a sweaty, red-faced mess of nodding and struggling as he replied desperately.

‘AHAHAHA IHIHI PROHOHOHOMIHIIISE!!!’

Anti smirked, leaning down to coo playfully into Harold’s ear.

‘Are you super duper sur-?‘

‘AHAHA YEHEHEHES DAHAHARNIHIIIIIT!!!'

Anti burst into giggles at Harold’s interruption, but did ultimately have mercy on the poor guy; Anti didn’t want to kill him after all. Harold became a mess of shivers and gasps, remaining sprawled on the floor even after Anti had gotten off of him. Harold had never been tickled like that in his life, he hadn’t thought it was POSSIBLE to be tickled that much, yet here he was….bedraggled to hell.

‘….thahat was…s-s-soho m-mean….’

Harold panted, which made Anti snicker as he looked down at him fondly.

‘But necessary.’

Harold let out a soft ‘hmph’ as he sat up, rubbing his legs as he meekly replied.

‘S-So….wh-what is it y-you want?’

Harold looked to Anti tentatively and nibbled his lip nervously when the glitching man grinned and slung an arm gently around his shoulders.

‘I want you….to decorate with me, not against me.’

Harold blinked a few times, and smiled bashfully when he saw how kindly Anti was smiling down at him. Harold reasoned that he had perhaps been being a bit harsh, and given the wild myriad of decorations they had, it made sense that not everything was going to end up perfectly ordered.

‘I think I can do that.’

Anti grinned, and pressed his forehead against Harold’s temple gently….but that sweet serene moment ended up being interrupted….by a thump and a yip. Both men turned around to the entrance of the living room, and their eyes widened when they saw that Gooper had hauled a particularly large bin bag into the room and was now letting out little exhausted huffs as he settled under a couch for a well-deserved nap.

‘…please don’t tell me that’s why I think it is.’

Anti groaned….and a bauble rolled out of the bag. Harold and Anti shared a look, before whining and giggling at the fact that a) they were going to have to do even more organisation before decorating, and b)…the ego household was going to be the wildest winter wonderland…ever.

HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS FIRST INSTALLMENT, FEEDBACK IS GREATLY APPRECIATED! LUV YOU XX

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[a-black-pegasus]

Just One Small Sip...

Peter and Stark! Father and son, Peter tries to drink

Enjoy

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Stark knew he really shouldn't, but Natasha was entertaining Peter with some training- so there was no real danger of Peter getting to his drinks right?

He poured himself his...-He couldn't remember what number, shot of 20th century, thousand dollars whiskey, and rubbed his eyes.

"Cheers dad. You would have liked Peter."

Knocking back the drink he quickly began refilling, when Friday alerted him.

"Sir, your Mexican order is here. Should I let them in?" The A.I asked.

Tony got up with a grunt, and staggered to the door. He wasn't drunk enough to be clumsy- yet.

"No no, I got it." He belched, and headed down the stairs.

***

"Alright Peter, that's enough." Natasha nodded approvingly at the energetic teen as she shut down the simulation. "You did good, but it's time to call it a night."

Peter flipped over the last blast, and swung down to Nats shoulder.

"Ok,.. thanks Aunt Nat! That was..fun!" Peter panted. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and flopped down.

Snickering, she took the elevator up to the floor he shared with Tony. "Your very welcome Petey. Remember, your dad is probably drunk out of his mind and asleep."

She paused grin growing wider. "So raise hell for me alright?"

Peter laughed breathlessly and shook his head. "I don't think he would like that, but maybe another time."

"I would if I were you." Nat shrugged. "Well, Goodnight Peter." She waited for him to swing to the wall and waved goodnight.

"Goodnight!" He whispered. He watched the elevator door close on her before going off to see if Mr. Stark really was asleep or not.

"Mr. Stark?" He asked quietly, landing onnthe counter and looking around. "You still awake?"

When it was clear that Mr. Stark wasn't even in the room he jogged over to an open bottle, and shot glass.

'He forgot to put it away.. i wonder what it tastes like.. one sip wouldn't kill me.'

Peter gave another quick glance around, and put his hands on the glass. He bent his head down, and took a sip from the surface.

Coughing and choking, he brought his head back up. It burned! How could anyone drink-??

"Peter! Oh no, Peppers gonna kill me!"

Stark's voice rang in Peter's head. He felt fuzzy and light; Smiling he met Mr. Starks eyes.

"Heey, Mr. Stark." Peter hiccuped. "That stuff is like crazy shit strong. Did- you know that?"

"Peter, I've told you before, drinking with your spider abilities is dangerous." He picked the glass up and examined it, it seemed untouched. "How much did you drink?"

Peter held up two fingers very close together.

"Thiiiis much!"

Shit. "Do you promise?" Tony stressed.

Peter nodded, and spun around to walk straight into the glass bottle. He pressed his face against it. "Mr. Stark, the water is smooth-"

Tony smirked and nudged Peter away. "That's because it's glass doofus."

"You know what else is in a glass?" Peter slurred. "Your pants!" He declared looking very proud as if he had one-uped tony once and for all.

"My.. what?" Tony chuckled. "My pants are glass?" Did he mean the suit?

"Your pant, and your short-shock-..no! Augh!" Peter gripped his head trying to remember. "..Shirt! Your shirt is, is to! Although.." he flopped down and peered at Tony. "That to. Your short."

It honestly took Tony a few seconds to process all that Peter said.

"So, my shirt and pants are glass? And I'm short?" He clarified. When Peter nodded he drummed his fingers against the surface and raised an eyebrow. "Well buddy, I'd say your the short one here, tiny tim."

"That's, not my name!" Peter gasped. "My name is, Pete!"

Tony rolled his eyes again and scooped Peter up. "Ok I'm taking you to bed. As entertaining as you've been you need to go to sleep."

Drunkly, Peter flopped back in his hands and tried to protest. "In,.. I don't need bed-"

"Yes you do." Tony insisted. He opened the door to Peter's room, and walked over to the full sized bed (which Peter just insisted he had to have).

Sighing, Tony pushed away food, clothes, and half completed spread all over the bed to make a clean patch for Peter to sleep on. "Your bed is a mess. I thought you told me you cleaned up in here?"

Peter rubbed his face sheepishly. "Look at the time." He mumbled.

"I swear the bed is just a replacement for a floor." Stark tucked him in on the pillow. "I'll come check up on you in the morning. Your gonna have one hell of a hangover... Peter?"

Peter was already clocked out, but his hand held tight to Stark's finger.

With a smile, Tony gently pried his finger away and brushed Peters hair back.

"Goodnight kid, god your aunt pepper is gonna kill me."

***

The next morning Peter woke to the feeling of hammers pounding against the inside of his skull.

"Ah, aaahhh," he hissed and squeezed his eyes shut. "Ooowww, Friday." He whined.

"Good morning Peter. Did you sleep well?" Fridays much to loud voice pierced through his head.

Peter gripped his hair and buried himself under the blanket.

"Hmm, I'll get the boss for you." She chirped, almost as if she found peter predicament amusing.

It was several minutes later when Mr. Stark came up to his room. He didn't bother knocking as he knew it would only worsen Peter's headache.

"Hey Petey. How you feeling?" He whispered, walking over to the side of the bed to sit.

"Terrible..is this what drinking is always like?"

Tony chuckled, but stopped as Peter winced.

"For you, yes Mr. Lightweight. Your spider abilities don't help you out either, spiders aren't exactly known for their high alcohol consumption immunity."

Peter frowned. "Big words, big head hurt, small baby words please."

Tony rolled his eyes. "Hey, I have a question. Why did you say my pants were glass last night?"

Peter turned red and stuttered. "Wha- I..I don't.. what?-"

"Never mind." Tony sighed. "I am never letting you within twenty feet of any drink again."

Peter sighed and rubbed his head. "Sounds like a good idea."

Stark decided the kid had suffered enough, and lowered his hand to Peter. "Come on, let's go find a cure."

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Thanks again!

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[jace-the-writer-guy]

Beautiful Snow

"So girls, where do you wanna go now?" Wave asked his lovely girlfriends, carrying a couple of bags for them both that were filled with cleaning supplies for their weapons. They were all on a trip to the local mall, which did well in catering to everything the Beacon students might want or need and usually

"Hmmmm... Game store?" Aerial suggested with a little smile.

Carlisha laughed. "Trying to see the new releases?"

"Well, yeah!"

"When are you gonna find time to play one?" Wave asked her as they walked through the mall toward the game store, "You have work to catch up on still, plus aren't your parents moving here so Hermes can keep training you to fly his Manta?"

Aerial groaned at the reminder and her shoulders slumped. "Man, that stuff's hard though! We only missed like a week! And I can already fly the Manta! Kinda!"

Wave chuckled a bit and shifted the bags to one arm, and then he used his free hand to rub Aerial's head. "It'll be alright, Aer. You're almost through with the schoolwork at least."

"Yeah I guess..." Aerial said and pouted.

Carlisha giggled and put her arm around Aerial's shoulders. "C'mon Aerial, it's not all bad. I mean, at least you're not me and Wave. We're trying to learn how to run shipping companies in between all the classwork."

"That just makes me worried that you two have too much work to handle!"

"Nah we're fiiiine. That stuff can wait for a while longer."

"Arf!"

Everyone was drawn to the cute sound of a puppy yipping at them and they quickly discovered the source of it, and Aerial let out a squeal at seeing Jace and Alyss walking toward them with a Samoyed puppy in Alyss' arms, just a few months old. It was a fluffy ball of white and had a happy look on its face as the older woman carried it through the mall toward the trio of students.

"Oh my gods who is thiiiis!?" Aerial asked and ran up to the two, more specifically the puppy they had with them.

"Holy crap, you were able to get her?" Wave asked the retired couple with a grin.

"What!?" Aerial exclaimed, "You knew they were getting this cute snowball!?"

Carlisha looked at Wave and raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, you knew?"

Wave grinned even more as Alyss giggled. "Yes, he knew alright. He's the one who told us to keep an eye out for any puppies while we were in Atlas. Wanna hold her?"

Aerial nodded eagerly and Alyss handed the puppy to her, who playfully licked her face and made her giggle. "Oh she's so cuuute!"

Carlisha tilted her head a bit and looked at Wave curiously. "I can't imagine you asked them to find this adorable puppy for themselves, soooo..."

Wave's grin turned to a smile as Jace put his hand on his shoulder. "Wave asked us to find a puppy so he could surprise his favorite puppies since you've all started thinking about wanting one to take care of."

"W-wait, you mean she's ours!?" Aerial asked, her eyes going wide as her vision switched between Wave, Alyss, and Jace.

"That's exactly what it means, Aer," Wave answered her and went to kiss her on the cheek before petting the puppy's soft fur, her ears wiggling around a bit from the sensation, "You were so excited about the thought of getting a puppy that I just had to do something."

"I love you so muuuuch!" Aerial said, her eyes beginning to water as she gave a big, happy smile, "You're the best!"

Carlisha kissed Wave on the cheek and smiled. "Another reason why I love you. You love to make your girls happy."

"S-so, where did you get her?" Aerial asked Jace and Alyss as she continued to pet the fluffy snowball, "What's her name?"

"Well, we found her at a shelter that our friend Tyr told us about." Jace began to answer, "And as for her name..."

"Her name is Kani," Alyss continued and gave a smile as she joined in petting the puppy, who accepted all the attention happily, "We met the person that had to give her up to the shelter and she said it was short for Kaniehtiio, and that stands for 'Beautiful Snow'."

"She really is a beautiful little snowball!" Aerial said and started giggling as Kani began to lick her cheek again, "Why did the lady have to give her up?"

Alyss' smile lessened a bit. "She told us that she got too old and just couldn't take care of her anymore, and she didn't have any family that could take her.

"That's so sad..." Aerial pouted as her eyes began to get blurry, and looked into Kani's adorable, shining eyes, "Well, we're gonna take good care of Kani for her! She doesn't have to worry about a thing!"

"Except you spoiling her." Wave remarked.

"I will not spoil her!" Aerial exclaimed indignantly, "...Maybe!"

Carlisha laughed. "You totally will~"

Both Jace and Alyss smiled once more at seeing the happy sight of the three students petting Kani. "I think that's our job done, don't you think?" Alyss asked her mate.

"I think so," Jace replied, "Oh, before we forget," He reached into his jacket and popped out a black collar from an inner pocket, with a silver plaque that had Kani's name engraved in it, "The woman didn't have a collar for her, so we had one made before we brought her. We wanted to let you guys put it on her."

Carlisha hummed in thought. "I think there's only one person here that should get to put it on her."

"I know just who you mean." Wave said and smiled toward Aerial.

Aerial's face brightened up and she smiled again, and she smiled even more when Kani licked her cheek again. "I'd love to!"

*Bonus fluffy pupper gif*

#oc #wave aideen #aerial yaeger #carlisha sylvana #alyss reznor #jace reznor #kani the samoyed

[etherian-affairs]

Mirak: Asunder

(Submission. Of a fic for my OC. I give you kisses friend.)

Sup, motherfucker?  This came to me yesterday cause my brain’s a bastard and now you have to suffer with me.  Semi-She-Ra canon compliant au result of Impromptu departure. Ready? No? Too bad.

White rages around her, screaming in her ears and through her already agonized form.

Then it is gone, and ESS-1172 feels fine.

She wakes more easily than she has in a long time.  But that isn’t quite right, is it? She always wakes up at exactly 0400 on The Madame’s ship.  She blinks up at the ceiling for a moment before she analyzes her surroundings.

She is aboard the Samos.  She is in The Madame’s bedchambers.  She is in The Madame’s bed. There is a moment that stretches for too long where she wonders why she had not cataloged where she is immediately, and then it is gone. 

Of course it happened immediately, she is in peak form.  Why does she feel so sluggish? She does not. How did she get here?  A scream of white and it suddenly does not matter. Why would she ever be anywhere else?

There is a blanket over her, there is no hair brushing against her skin.  Something in her chest clenches strangely and she sits up. Her head throbs painfully and it’s only her conditioning that prevents her from hissing through her teeth.  Why would her head hurt? Her last pruning couldn’t have been longer than a month ago.

“ESS-1172,” The Madame’s voice sounds from somewhere behind her and ESS-1172 has no words for the feeling that wells up from inside her, drowning out the pain on a strange tide of peace mixed with an even stranger squirming.  “It is rare that I wake before you.”

“I didn’t perform as well as I thought I did, then."  The words come easy as breathing and she smirks, going to turn to look at her.  Then something strange happens. There’s an impulse, she shouldn’t turn her head, shouldn’t look, not yet.

She follows it before she can question it.  Instead she turns to the broad window across one side of the room.  Was that always there? Of course it was. Below is Etheria, ESS-1172 feels a jolt of bitter fury at the sight of it but isn’t quite sure why.  It’s coming along nicely; The Madame’s latest conquest, burning itself to the ground so The Madame can lift the best pieces from the ashes as her spoils.

"That one was fun,” The Madame’s voice again, the bed shifts as she returns to it.  “So naive.” ESS-1172 goes to turn again and the impulse tries to stop her again, but this time she notices.  This time it’s odd.

Why shouldn’t she look?  It’s The Madame, why would she want to look at anything other than her after so long?  She tries again to turn her head.  The world skips. Her hands are filthy. Dried blood and grime cakes her skin.  When did that happen?

She stands, she can’t get this on The Madame’s sheets.  She braces for pain that doesn’t come. Why was she expecting pain?  “Madame?” She calls, the voice responds from closer this time, she feels warm breath across her back.

“Yes, _i_il_?"  The name is blank, why is the name blank?  It’s not blank, the Madame said her name.  Why can’t she hear it?  She can.  Something’s wrong.  Nothing’s wrong.  She needs to turn around.  She can’t turn around.  She grits her teeth and moves to turn.

Pain shoots up her legs, her vision blurs and she stumbles.  The Madame’s arms catch her, they’re cold, why are they cold?  "Come back to bed,” The Madame croons in her ear and her hands are warm again.  They were never cold.

She wants to obey, she wants to so badly she can almost feel it through the pain searing through her entire body, but she can’t.  Something-nothing- is wrong, she needs to see The Madame’s face, why can’t she see her face?

She grabs The Madame’s arms on her and pulls.  What she pulls from behind her is not The Madame.  She is.  No it’s not.  It is harsh white light, fraying and snapping at the edges and burning cold against her palms.  She is beauty, she is Home, soft in form and hard in demeanor.  No, it’s not!

ESS-1172 forces a roar up through burning lungs and with the last of her strength drives her claws through this Thing’s chest.  There’s a terrible gurgle in The Madame’s voice before her hand wraps around something hard and burning hot.

As soon as she does, the White Thing solidifies into The Madame properly, and she almost forgets.

It’s The Madame, she’s just killed The Madame.  No it’s not, no she didn’t. Something hurts inside of her worse than anything she’s ever imagined as she tries to keep a hold of her mind.  Those are not The Madame’s eyes going glassy. They are.  That is not The Madame’s blood on her claws.  It is.  Her breath hiccups for some reason she doesn’t quite understand as she pulls her hand out and the world erupts into white again.

She lands on cold stone with a painful thud, a piece of smooth machinery clenched in her fist.  It hurts to breathe, her eyes won’t focus, her mind too muddled to let her do much of anything more than pant at the burning air and try to force her hand to unclench.

“Fascinating, instead of sending them to somewhere in another dimension, it cordoned off a piece of this one and put them inside.  We’re on the right track, but it’s not powerful enough yet.”

“Should we ensure these two live so we can continue using them as test subjects?”

“Of course, they’re surprisingly resilient, perfect in case something goes wrong.”

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Thiiiis is fun. I like this. This is good.

#mirak #t h e m #nihila #NOT my writing #submission

[luffysmeat]

Could we have reaction of Ace, Marco and Shanks hearing their s/o is pregnant and maybe how they react if s/o's water broke oHo ?

Oh Heavens, the dorkest dorks ever. I’m so sorry for the looong wait! I hope you enjoy thiiiis~ I picture them having girls, tbh, so that’s what you’ll have, anon :p

Ace

You were pretty nervous to confess it to Ace

What if he gets angry about it? What if he wants you to leave??

But you need to tell him, so when you find him all relaxed one day, you just approach him and he immediately knows something is wrong

“I need to tell you something”, you say and he just gulps and is ready to hear. “I’m pregnant…”

From all the possible things that could happen, you weren’t exactly expect him to jump on his feet and wrap you between his arms tightly, laughing like an idiot

He’s even tearing up a little bit

“Are you serious right now?! Are you really pregnant? This is our baby?!”, you laugh he’s too excited

“Well it’s not exactly a baby just yet, but yes, it’s going to be our baby”

Ace is the most beautiful man in the world. He takes a lot of care of you and his baby. He makes sure you spend in bed most I the time, gives you all the food you want and just is a lovely boy like he only knows

One night, though, you are both sleep in bed, pacefully when Ace wakes because he feels his leg a bit wet?

He wakes up and he has a little heart attack looking at the mess?

“[Name]! You’re pee-

You wake up gasping and holding in your belly. “I’m not! My water broke! Quick! Call the doctor!”

You guys need a moment because Ace IS freaking up harder than you.

”[Name]!“, he gasps, ”[Name], this is the doctor who doesn’t want to help us!“, he says once the doctor enters your room.

You can’t help but giggle when you hear it, despite the pain

He’s probably screaming louder than you during the whole time

“FOR GOD’S SAKE, ACE DON’T YOU DARE TO PUT THAT THING ON ME EVER AGAIN DID YOU HEAR?!”

“Ah, [Name]! I am so sorry! I’ll make sure I’ll never do it even again and-

He hears the crying of your baby and he’s about to pass out as a nurse places your baby between your arms

“Look at her, Ace, she has your freckles”

He can’t even talk, he’s crying too hard and your baby is just looking at him like “... what are you doing dad?”

“You’re embarrassing her already, Ace and she’s only been in this world for like two minutes”

“I AM SO HAPPY!”

He’s the cutest dork ever

Marco

“Marco, I’m pregnant”, he spits on his drink, you always know when to say such things, [Name]

“Pregnant?! Of me?”

“... No, not of you? It’s Ace’s baby, we had a sexual affair the other day an-OF COURSE IT’S YOURS!! WHAT KIND OF WOMAN DO YOU THINK I AM?!!”

Seriously, this man gets in your nerves everytime

He’s really happy though? He’s really excited and he even tears up a little. “I hope she is a girl, don’t you want a girl?

“Hello, baby!”, he says to your belly. “This is- omgomgomg this is your papa, baby!”, he’s nuzzling your stomach, his words are muffled and all

“I don’t think it can hear you just yet, Marco”

“Don’t call the baby ‘it’, [Name]. Oh, I know! If the baby is a boy we’ll call him Marco, if the baby is a girl, we’ll call her [Name]

He’s very original, as you can see

Boy he’s the kind of dad that doesn’t let you do anything during your pregnancy?

You wanna go for a walk? No, sorry what if the baby comes out?

You wanna eat something spicy? Nope, the baby is gonna get hurt

You wanna cuddle? Nooo, the baby might get hurt

You accidentally let your glasses fall to the floor and you wanna take them? HELL NO! DO NOT PRESS YOUR BELLY!

You get a bit tired of him even though sometimes it is funny to listen him freaking out

“[Name], my love. The baby is going to be born tomorrow morning, you remember the names, right?”

“Wha- No, no Marco, this baby will not have any of those names. And, how on earth, do you know the baby is going to be born tomorrow??”

“I just know! Oh! Maybe she’s a girl and we have a deep connection already? You know what they say, right? They say ‘Girls are dad’s’!”

“... Listen, Marco. I don’t want you near my child never, okay?”

“Wha-! But [Name], my love! Why do you say such things?!”

Your water breaks by the morning and at 9:00 am you have your baby girl in your arms 

“Oh, I told you [Name]~ Hello, beautiful [Name] baby! This is your da-

“You know we’re not going to call her that, right Marco?”

“... why don’t you let me enjoy this time with my [Name] baby, [Name]?”

Shanks

Hold yourself, [Name]. Your pregnancy with Shanks is very angsty

He’s happy, of course, you’re the love of his life and he’s going to have a baby with you. There’s way much happiness inside him right now

He’s worried, though, the sea is dengerous af, what if you and the baby gets hurt?

He can barely protect you, (not that you really need it, though, you’re pretty strong), and now he has to protect his baby 

He doesn’t want to live you, though, and he even gets a bit angry when you propose to stay at an island just you and your baby 

“Are you saying I can’t protect my family?”

“You know damn well that’s not what I meant, Shanks”, you say and you’re getting angry too. “I don’t want you to feel worried about us all the time, that’s all”

“... I know. I know. I’m sorry...”

You have quite a few discussions in those nice months

He takes good care of you during your pregnancy, though, he makes sure you’re comfortable and feeling well

But he always seems nervous, even if he wants to enjoy the growing of your belly and the little kicks he feels in his hands, he’s nervous and restless

He even wants to keep you locked, but dear boy, it’s [Name] we’re talking about. Always so stubborn, so he can’t keep you in one place and it’s driving him up the wall even more

And then one day your water breaks and omg he’s so nervous, he can barely hold himself in his feet and he wants to kill the doctor because you’re in so much pain

“Dear god, Shanks! Stop treating him! It’s norm- AAAH! KILL HIM! KILL HIM RIGHT NOW!”

“But you just said it’s norm- YOU BASTARD! DON’T YOU SEE SHE’S IN PAIN?!”

You give birth to a healthy baby girl, her hair red as fire just like his father’s and as soon as you have her in your arms Shank’s eyes fill with tears

“[Name]”, he says between sobs. “[Name], she looks like me”

“She’s way prettier though”, that makes him laugh and suddenly his worries just metl away?

He’s apologizing and promising you that he’ll always protect and he doesn’t want to hide you both anymore? He wants the world to know he has the most beautiful baby girl

#one piece #one piece reactions #Portgas D. Ace #Marco the Phoenix #Akagami no Shanks #r:things #r:reactions

[icarus-suraki]

thebyrchentwigges replied to your post:Things that are impossible to find: 2 bedroom, 1...

Oh thiiiis… I have a regular-clothes closet and a costume-vintage closet, and it’s so wonderful, and I regret a recent winnow of my costume-vintage. Yes, keep the collection!

That’s exactly what I want! Right now I’ve got the regular clothes on one side of the closet and the collection on the other (more or less; the collection is, uh, a little bigger than the regular clothes), which is okay but it’s still so crowded in there :C

I’ll end up getting a freestanding hanging rod for the regular clothes and just surrender the closet to the Queendom of Classic Lolita.

#lolita fashion #i got 99 problems #fashion is smashing the true meaning of it

[17caratssi]

late night drabble + vernon

baby, you're not annoying. i think i was being annoying to my guy friend but he said i wasn't so hell yeah it came out like thiiiis

"how about.. why sea lions have no hair like the real lions?" you asked him as he cuddled up to you. "i don't know but surely i have full respect for anyone who named sea lions as sea lions" he answered.

"are you sleepy?" you asked while nudging his chest lightly and looked up. he shook faintly and smiled. "good because i have so many questions in my head right now.." you giggled and he thanked god that had gifted him such a wonderfully adorable girlfriend.

"go ahead baby.. i may or may not got the answers but we'll see" he pinched your nose slightly and you freed yourseld from his arms. he pouted.

"how a person called another person who is clever than him a genius? i mean.. no ones clever than the genius so how can can he say the latter's a genius?" you stopped and at one point hansol thought you were unexpectedly a curious little girl that made himself like your dad.

"that is just two humble geniuses, i guess" his response had your verbal, yes. "that's true.. you're so smart,"

he thought you were done when silence all he could hear after awhile. "hansol, you remember the day you said you wanted a robot?"

"oh yes! exactly! " he got pumped up all of sudden. "robots are freaking smart!"

"nooo!.. hansol, people make robots so we are smarter than the robots." he bit his lips, "so i've heard.. i'm not getting one?"

"i'm still considering.." you said sleepily. after all long, you finally felt sleepy with his endless supplied of warmth.

he didn't realise that you were mumbling something until he heard, "I'm sorry that i'm annoying.. uhh.. should let you sleep" he chuckled softly and gave you a little peck on top of your head.

"baby, you're not annoying at all.. " you lit up at his comment and giggled rather softly. "but you're so annoying for telling me lies. stop lying me and i know i'm annoying"

"you're so bad but not annoying.. sleep tight, baby"

#vernon #hansol #choi hansol #hansol vernon chwe #baby #sleep #cuddle #seventeen drabble #vernon drabble #vernon fluff #hiphop unit #seventeen #kpop #kpop drabble #kpop fluff #kpop cuddle #cute #couples #kpop imagine #seventeen imagine #vernon imagine #fluff #chwe hansol drabble #hansol drabble #i wish i have a boyfriend to say im not annoying lol

[hella-free-space]

And literally read the notes nobody is attacking op they are informing them why it's wrong saying its too little water/ space and morally questionable not to mention you don't even know what the glass thing is why don't you inform yourself

original post i believe this ask was addressing:http://hella-free-space.tumblr.com/post/157210837924/dirtybglass-sushi-recycler-check-out-my-newi did inform myself after posting that. i believe an anon also sent me an ask explaining what it was.a lot more people commented after I posted this, and some people WERE being helpful, but not everyone. so if you left some type of advice for OP then i appreciate that, i agree with that, and you’re not who/what my post was directed towards.and i DID read the notes. a few of the comments were:“This is sad.. to torture a fish for notes??? Like please re-prioritize your life.This is wrong….””Fish abuse ””Just because stores keep them in little plastic cups doesn’t mean it’s right? Stores are notorious for abusing animals in the first place. This is fucking sick and has absolutely no point to it!!!!”none of these explained to OP how to take proper care of his fish, or why it was abuse, or why it was wrong. this is what annoyed me. and this is not strictly about this post. this is about all the comments i see on a daily basis concerning animal care in general.I guess going between facebook groups and tumblr (tumblr being SO MUCH BETTER ABOUT EDUCATION BLESS), it just bothered me that saying something is “wrong” or “unmoral” does not help anything…giving them information and telling them WHY it is “wrong” or “unmoral” DOES help…that was my point…and i probably didn’t come off really nice so i guess that does make me a hypocrite, and I do apologize for that…i only realize that now…i guess i see it kind of like this:person: *sees a sick puppy*person: OH MY GOODNESS THAT PUPPY IS SICK. HOW HORRIBLE.THIS IS WRONG.me: yes, yes, yes…and you saying that changes the puppy’s health/conditions how exactly?what i think should happen:person: *sees a sick puppy*person: that puppy is sick…did you know that? he may have xyz, but you can take him to the vet or change his food or etc. to improve his health and quality of life!me: ^^^ thiiiis man, this is good stuff^^^in the first scenario, pointing out the that puppy is sick, and saying that its horrible is unnecessary and changes/helps nothing…i guess i just wish more people would leave advice instead of only saying something is xyz…and after having a long conversation through msging OP, nothing changed about OP’s attitude towards the whole thing…but at the very least he read through all of the information I gave him, and all of the reasoning behind what i was saying…him choosing to not take any advice, or not changing his attitude towards his fish is his choice. you can’t win em all, and you can’t MAKE people change…but being less aggressive when addressing someone makes them less likely to become defensive and fight/argue back with you.i think that coming on calm and with a non-accusatory tone at least makes people more receptive to having a conversation or considering advice from others…==============================================================also, if anyone else every has any issue with something that I say/do/post, PLEASE let me know. i’m not averse to explaining myself and will do my best to have a conversation and NOT an argument…my ask box is open and so are my msgs.if i take a long time to reply to an ask you leave, its because i have no idea how to see asks on mobile and thats what i use for tumblr 99.99% of the time .-.msging me with asks will pretty much always get a response :)