Prompt #331

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Everyone has their own animal as a companion and guardian from birth until death. You discover your soulmate when your animals plays with theirs.

Super sappy prompts #14 and/or #21 for JaredxEvan

Enjoy!! #21 “I’m better when I’m with you”

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“Hey, you’ll be okay,” Jared reassured his boyfriend as he gripped Evan’s hand. He could feel the clamminess of Evan’s hands as the two entered the movie theater. “Evan you’ll be okay, you’re getting better with social interactions,” Jared smiled. Evan simply nodded, Jared was helping him get over his fear of social situations. Dr. Sherman had suggested it and when he asked his boyfriend Jared agreed.

Evan tried he really did but it was so difficult. He wanted to talk but the crushing fear of social interaction kept him in his shell. But before this he would never think of going to a movie theater, let alone with his boyfriend. “I know, you make me better,” Evan smiled sweetly at his boyfriend.

Jared smiled back, grateful Evan was trying his best. “Okay so you’ll get the tickets?” Jared stated. Evan nodded as they approached the ticket broker. Evan immediately went cold, he didn’t think this through. All those time with the pizza guys, how he could never talk to them. “C-Can…Can…Ca-can I-I-I get,” Evan started but he couldn’t finish.

Jared butt in, noticing the color drain from Evan’s face. “Can we get two tickets to beauty and the beast please,” Jared smiled. The lady smiled back and nodded. The two got their tickets and Evan just looked at the floor as they walked away. “I’m sorry I just…” Evan sighed but Jared cut him off.

“You almost did it, and that’s a huge step Evan,” Jared kissed his boyfriend’s cheek as they got their soda and popcorn. “The fact you’re even here is amazing and a giant step,” Jared told him.

“I’m better when I’m with you Jared, I’m always better when I’m with you,” Evan said as they took their seats. Jared gave him strength and confidence and strength and while he didn’t cure Evan’s anxiety, he was like a rock and Evan was thankful for him.

“I love you.”

“I …”

“It’s OK. You don’t have to say it back.”

Pick Up Limes - Peter Maximoff x Reader

Imagine Peter having a Crush on You but he doesn’t know what to do other than lots and lots of cheesy pick up lines. (Requested by anon)

(I’m tumblr trash shhhh)

“Hey. (Y/n).” There was a whizz and suddenly Peter was sitting - or rather lying- on the desk which you’d been doing your homework on.

“Hello.” You said with a slight laugh, “What are you doing, Peter?”

“No, but you could be.” He winked cheesily, sliding off your desk. 

“What-” Oh, doing Peter. 

He laughed, “Sorry, I’m not very good at this.”

“At doing yourself?” You teased.

He rolled his eyes, “You’re just as bad, Missy.”

“Oh, and you would know I suppose?” You leaned forward, on your elbow on your desk.

Peter glanced around and then with a whoosh, he was gone. 

Walking down the hallway of the mansion the next morning you were suddenly stopped by Peter standing in front of you.

“Hello.” You said hesitantly.

“We have Chemistry right?” He suddenly blurted.

“As our next class?”

“Um yeah sure. See you when we have chemistry!” And he was gone, his hands leaving your shoulders as fast as they’d appeared there.

When you arrived in your next class with Peter he came to apologise to you.

“Hey (Y/n). Sorry about earlier. I’m feeling a bit off today.” He paused and then a grin spread over his features, “But you definitely turn me-” He broke off laughing. “I’m sorry I can’t do this.”

He vanished again, leaving you standing in the corridor again, as confused as ever. 

It was when you were sitting out on the grass with some friends, doing your homework and just talking when Peter next appeared.

You saw him out of the corner of your eye. He seemed to be slowly making his way over to you and his friends but he kept stopping to pick something up. Or somethings.

As he got closer you realised they were limes. He saw you and waved, dropping all the limes.

“Oh my god.” You muttered, getting up and running over to him to help.

“I’m sorry.” He said, being very clumsy with the limes. 

“It’s ok-”

Peter suddenly looked up at you, locking eyes. “Sorry. I’m bad at pick up limes.”

You stared at him, the smile spreading across your lips, before you grabbed him by the collar, pressing his lips to yours. You felt him smile before he kissed you back, dropping all the limes around you. 

When you pulled away, unable to keep the grin off your face, Peter smirked at you. “So uh.. hey, will you go out with me then?”

“Yes you dork.”

And he kissed you again.

Sweet OTP Things

Give me more sweet OTP things.

Give me more of Person A nuzzling into Person B’s neck because they’re cold and tired, and Person B m e l t i n g.

Give me more slow dancing with no music, arms wrapped tightly around each other, breaths mingling.

Give me more of Person A playing with Person B’s fingers because they’re bored, tracing the skin, examining the scars.

Give me more soft kisses, lips barely touching, just chaste little things that leave both parties irrationally breathless.

Give me more humming in the kitchen, making brownies at 3 AM for no reason at all.

Give me more holding hands, that simple act nearly overwhelming one or both of them, thumbs stroking over knuckles, fingers interlacing.

Give me more of Person A helping Person B with simple tasks, like brushing their hair, or putting on jewelry, where it’s obviously an excuse to be close to each other, but neither are complaining. 

Give me more picking out baby names, painting nurseries, and cradling their children.

Angst can be fun, and of course, passionate make-outs have their place, but please, I beg of you, GIVE ME MORE SWEET OTP MOMENTS!

“Why do we find ourselves in these situations so often?”

“I know who I’m blaming and it’s not me.”

“It was too good to be true, but alas, this is how it was meant to be. Was that dramatic enough?”

“That shouldn’t be able to happen.”

“You scared me. What have I told you about sneaking around like that?”

“I kind of want to know, but I also kind of don’t.”

true.

Otp Moments ~ Prompts

“I fell into your lap on accident oh god you’re so close now I can’t breathe”

“You’re cutting my hair and I’m trying not to focus on your hands in my hair and your breath on my neck”

“I scraped my knee and now your fixing it up and I swear if you don’t stop running your hands over my leg I will kick you”

“We may or may not be hiding in a locker and we may or may not be squished against each other”

“Hold me I’m cold…oh god you are VERY close is that my heart or freaking sonic stuck in my chest”

“Hey, you got something on your face let me get it for you, wait oh crap”

“We’re doing that trusting exercise of staring at each other for 5 minutes and the tension between us is suffocating”

“Here I’ll help you, I know first aid, just sit still”

“This sofa is very small and our legs are brushing and our shoulders touching and now you’re whispering something in my ear I can’t handle this”

“I did NOT mean to lean into you I just saw something okay I SWEAR”

“You tried to reach across me but your face got really close to mine and now we’re just staring at each other”

“I’m going to teach you how to dance, come here”

OTP Prompt 174

“Oh my god,” person A breathes, tapping their friend on the shoulder and pointing. “Who are they?”

“Hm? Oh, that’s Person B. They started working here earlier this week, I think.”

“I’m going to marry them,” Person A mumbles. “I’m going to marry them and cherish them and have an adorable honeymoon and have kids together and it’s going to be perfect.”

“Yeah, sure, good luck with that.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“See that pin they have? See it?”

“…. yeah?”

“That’s the ace flag. You ain’t getting in their pants any time soon, pal.”

“Who said anything about getting in their pants? I want to know them, and love them, and be cute with them. If sex is off the table for them, it’s off the table for me.”