So in this weeks comics we find out Tony has weekly boxing sessions with Justin Trudeau – who treats him better than any other character in the series does, apparently.
Sterek AU: Derek Hale does not do pining. He has no idea what’s Erica talking about. He is not jealous that Stiles is going on a date with a guy from his work. Why would he be? It’s not like he and Stiles are boyfriends. So maybe they slept with each other a few times. But that was just sex, nothing more. Shut up, Erica. My heart did not do anything right now.
can we just not treat irl people like fictional characters? like can we not ship them with their friends and have headcannons for them and make art of them having sex with random people? like can we treat them like real people with actual feelings please? thanks
ok but real talk the worst part of the first avengers movie is the bit where Steve is all like “tony you’re not a team player” and then when Tony goes into the wormhole and everyone says “close the portal” even though tony is still in it and you know that if Tony hadn’t made it back out then they would have mourned him and they would have been super sad but they would have lived with it. But if it was anyone else-if it was cap or hulk or clint or thor or widow in the wormhole then tony would not have closed the portal until they were back. he would have kept it open no matter what. and if he had to close it? if whoever it was didn’t make it back out? Tony would never have forgiven himself. ever. you know what he’s like. he would have just died a little bit more, and it would have driven him further into his own little self-hatred where he cant escape the past. don’t tell me that tony isn’t a team player. everything he does is for the team. he just doesn’t know how to team. help him.
Flirting
came easy for Sebastian. It hadn’t always, but since he had come to terms with
his sexuality and had a few… let’s say false starts, things just fell into
place for him. Getting guys was simple
and Sebastian didn’t show the least bit of understanding for people who were
struggling.
At
first it was condescension and plain arrogance and when he grew out of that
because he actually grew up, it turned into confusion.
Why
didn’t those people try harder? Come on, flirting wasn’t hard.
Then
came the day things changed. Suddenly nothing worked and Sebastian wondered how
flirting had turned into the hardest thing next to speaking Chinese.
His
hands were sweaty and his heart was hammering and when he opened his mouth what
came out was rarely more than ‘Uh…’ whenever he tried to flirt.
And
Sebastian just didn’t get it. This wasn’t even about a stranger, it was about
his friend. Talking still worked fine, until Sebastian tried to say something
smart and flirty. Then it was as if his mind was wiped clean and his mouth full
of cotton.
The
first time it happened was after Kurt hadn’t gotten a callback for a role he
had felt perfect for. All Sebastian could think about was hugging and
comforting and kissing it better. He
tried to shake it off, the perfect line on his lips.
‘If you’re feeling down,
I can feel you up.’
What
actually came out of his mouth was a mix of ‘Kurt’, ‘sorry’ and absolute
gibberish.
That
was so bad that Sebastian decided to fuck it out of his system. Which obviously
didn’t work.
When
he met Kurt the next day, Kurt grinned at him and said, ‘I should get a t-shirt
saying my best friend was on a walk of
shame and all I got was this lousy t-shirt.’
Sebastian
chuckled weakly. He was sure there was something he had wanted to say. Something
funny and flirty.
‘I lost my underwear,
can I have yours?’
But
Kurt’s hair was perfectly high, his eyes bright and his lips kissable.
So
what he ended up saying was, ‘Uh… I, uh, lost…’
Kurt
raised an eyebrow at him, which sent a shiver down Sebastian’s spine. ‘Did you
lose your keys again?’
The
only thing Sebastian was capable of doing was nodding. And that was when
Sebastian decided to just stop trying with other people. Although he was still
able to flirt with them, it changed
nothing about his feelings for Kurt.
It
didn’t get better after that, it got far worse. The days of smooth, charming
Sebastian seemed to be over. What was left was cheesy pick-up lines in his mind
and non-sense coming out of his mouth.
He
was honestly starting to question where he was supposed to end if this
downwards spiral didn’t stop.
Three
weeks and seemingly millions of nerve-wrecking situations later, the panic got
the better of him. Suddenly Sebastian couldn’t hold it in anymore and all his
frustrations burst out of him.
‘Damn,
Kurt, I’m flirting with you.’
‘I
know.’
Sebastian
drew in a sharp breath.
‘What
do you mean you know?’
‘Your
blushing, all that stammering… At first I didn’t get it because you’re always
so confident. But then you managed to stutter your way through your first
pick-up line and finally I understood it.’
‘You
let me suffer all that time?’
‘Pretty
much, yes. It was cute.’
Sebastian’s
breathing quickened and suddenly his face felt so… hot. He opened his mouth
and it happened again.
‘You,
uh… I…’
Kurt
stared at Sebastian a second, two, even three, then he started laughing. Sebastian’s
lips parted, gaping in wonder at Kurt’s melodic laughter. Under any other
circumstances Sebastian would have fled out of embarrassment, but Kurt’s
laughing didn’t sound mocking. It was bright and fond and… lovely. And when Kurt stretched his arm
out to lay his hand on Sebastian’s, Sebastian thought for a second he might
faint. How ridiculous. They’d hugged before and everything had been fine. But
this time, it felt like so much more than a friendly hug.
‘Seb,
take a deep breath. We’re friends, you have nothing to be afraid of.’
‘I
don’t?’
‘Do
you want to go on a date with me?’ Kurt asked with a sassy grin.
And
suddenly things were easy again.
‘Yeah,
I really want to. Because I’m not a photographer, but I can picture you and me
together.’
Shadow In The Light 