So Prom falls off the train and gets captured, yea?But what if the other bros won’t let his s/o come to rescue because it’s too dangerous. So finally when bros return with battered up prommy, s/o breaks down cus he looks awful and they apologize for not being there when they found him and letting him get hurt in the first place but eventually settles for holding him and not letting him out of their hold for the next two days while he recovers and basically just giving him good cuddles and lovin

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Prompto needs all the loving and cuddles

Tagging @birdsandivory @idiotflowerex @blondeboys-givemechills and anyone who’s interested. Requests are currently closed.


The ticking of the clock droned on, seeming to echo off the silent motel walls. It was well past midnight and you should have been sleeping soundly next to your boyfriend.

You hadn’t been able to sleep since he had been discovered – alive, but beaten and tortured beyond anything you could have imagined. Prompto had tried his best to remain his same old self, assuring you and the others he just needed rest and bandages, but you saw the look in his eyes when he thought you weren’t looking and noticed the way he held on to you every chance he got.

You let him hold you as much as he needed, yesterday not bothering to even get out of bed. You let him cry some, burying his face in your chest and you stroked his hair. He confessed he had been terrified, and more so now that he had escaped – what if Ardyn came back for him? What if he came while Prompto was asleep and hurt you instead? You promised him everything would be alright and you tried to sleep next to him as he cuddled you but it was impossible.

Instead, you sat up next to him and watched him breathe. 

Slow, deep breaths and out his slightly parted and still swollen lips. His lips would twitch sometimes, as would his legs and arms. You wished you could be there to protect him from his dreams, to protect him from what had happened, to heal the wounds on his flesh as well as his mind.

All you could do was count his breaths and protect him in his sleep. You hoped it would be enough. 

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domestic peter parker hc’s

a/n: i wanted to write these SO fucking bad y’all don’t understand the luv i have for domestic peter ❤

  • ok so imagine you’re both around 19ish and living together
  • mans loves to watch you cook
  • sometimes when you’re cooking he’ll come up behind you and snake his arms around your waist and pepper kisses on your neck.
  • especially if you two had sex the night before
  • he gets so clingy !!!
  • lays his head on your tummy or your boobs and puts your hand on his head so you play with his hair
  • tug his hair and it’s a wrap bc he’ll nut then boom sub!peter
  • if he’s home before you he’ll clean up a bit and set up your living room for a movie night
  • omg and if you had a bad day he’d put in your favorite movie and place you in his lap and press kisses to your forehead and hair and tell you how much he loves you
  • when he has bad days it’s so sad :((
  • he gets overwhelmed easily and sometimes he’ll come home late with blood shot eyes and messy hair from his fingers continually carding through it (it was his nervous habit)
  • he’d give you a look and you knew that it meant ‘please hold me’ so you’d get a blanket and have him lay on your chest and play with his hair and hum a nameless tune
  • he eventually falls asleep and when he wakes up he presses kisses all over your face and thanks you profusely (even though you insist it’s your job as his girlfriend to make sure he’s alright)
  • now, peter can’t cook for shit, but he loves trying
  • if you’re cooking a meal, he’ll wander into the kitchen and hop onto the counter and stare at you until you speak
  • “-…you need something, pete?”
  • “can i please cook with you?”
  • “uh, no. last time i let you cook you broke the fucking stove and we had to have tony buy us a new one.”
  • “pleeeease y/n??”
  • he gives you puppy dog eyes and as soon as you look at his big brown eyes and his pouty pink lips, you cave.
  • he ends up doing pretty well and is so proud of himself, he even texts the avengers group chat (which he made)
  • peter: I HELPED Y/N COOK AND I DIDNT MESS UP
  • bucky: congrats you learned a basic life skill!!
  • steve: rude
  • tony: leave my son alone. i’m proud of u peter. if you break another stove, ur on ur own tho lmao
  • is an especially clingy baby in the morning
  • refuses to get out of bed unless you’ve kissed him at least 5 times
  • is obsessed with lazy days and often calls tony and claims to be sick so he can stay home with you and love you up
  • makes you playlists
  • takes millions of pictures of you. he’s literally your personal photographer
  • sends you pictures of dogs that remind you of him
  • gets flustered so easily!!!
  • esp when you call him ‘pretty boy’
  • ‘love you, pretty boy’
  • ‘y-y/n, stop’ he’d smile, a rosy blush painting his cheeks and ears
  • for your 4 year anniversary, he compiled the hundreds of polaroids he had taken of you since you’d started dating, and put them in a scrapbook, along with ticket stubs from your first date at the movie theater, and a note you had wrote him during sophomore year of high school, when you had started dating
  • calls you traditional pet names like darling, doll, angel, sunshine, princess, and occasionally babe, but he thinks that one is corny.
  • only calls you babe to annoy you
  • “can you get that for me, babe?”
  • “can you die?”
  • makes sure he always tells you he loves you before he falls asleep
  • opens car doors and holds open restaurant etc. doors for you because he insists ‘it’s gentlemanly!”
  • went to tony with any question he had involving relationships
  • omg when he decides to propose, he asks tony to help him pick out a ring (tony did not cry, he just had something in his eye)
  • sets up a scavenger hunt, leaving clues in important places, such as; where you had your first date, or your first kiss, or first i love you.
  • when you reach your final destination, he’s there, under the willow tree where you two had first met.
  • stutters through a long, emotional speech, before dropping onto one knee and fumbling with the box in his pocket before pulling out a ring
  • and ofc you say yes
  • ok sorry this is so long i just love peter

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OKAY BUT CHIRON BEING CONFUSED AS HELL BY THE VINE REFERENCES

Especially when Percy is screaming fuck off to the ocean

But consider: 

Chiron not knowing that the campers are referencing things, but seeming to understand them. 

Percy at the ocean: Fuck off

Chiron: Ah, yes, reasonable, considering all the stress he’s been under. At least he has an outlet. 

Nico: I don’t have enough money for chicken nugget. 

Chrion: He is a young boy with access only to Greek money. I will see if we can have chicken nuggets for dinner tomorrow. 

Leo: Road work ahead? Yeah I sure hope it does. 

Chiron: It’s so refreshing to see campers so invested in the basic infrastructure of camp and Long Island. 

The apollo campers once their dad becomes human: *banging pots and pans* I DIDN’T GET NO FUCKING SLEEP ‘CAUSE OF Y’ALL! YA’LL NOT GONNA GET NO SLEEP ‘CAUSE OF ME

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Some more examples:

Clarrise: What up my name is Clarrise, I’m 19 and I never fuckin’ learned how to read

Chiron: That’s a shame Miss La Rue. I could provide additional tutoring to help you master such a life skill


Piper: Hi, my name is Piper Mclean and I’m your freestyle dance teacher

Chiron: Piper if you wanted to start an extracurricular exercise class, then you only had to ask so I could put it on the schedule. Now nobody has turned up.


[During an intense sparing match between Jason and Percy]

Kyla: Can I get a waffle? Can I PLEASE get a waffle?

Chiron: You do know that I prohibited snacking between meal times. I could change tomorrow’s breakfast to include waffles on the menu is that a compromise?


[After said sparing match]

Will:(gesturing towards the loser) He need some milk

Chiron: Well I thought ambrosia would be more effective but I suppose you are a better medic than me


Connor: Hey, today my brother pushed me so I’m starting a kickstarter to put him down. Benefits of killing him are I would get pushed way less-

Chiron: Now I get why you’re angry but killing Travis is not the solution

Me, a child of apollo, pointing at the sun:

You are my dad,

YOURE MY DAD!

boogie woogie woogie

Leo: FUCK YA CHICKEN STRIPS!

Chiron, defeated: please do not participate in such actions

percy, buried in sand up to his neck: I am the sand guardian! guardian of the sand!

grover: posideon quivers before him!

percy, yelling at the sea: FUCK OFF

chiron: but?????? his dad?????????? is?????? posideon????????

Percy: YOU READY TO FUCKIN’ DIE?! 

Thalia: I’M A BAD BITCH, YOU CAN’T KILL ME!

It just keeps getting better

Frank: You know, school’s not important, be whatever you want to be. If you wanna be a dog *turns into dog* -RUFF- *turns into human* ya know?

Chiron: *gives up*

Chiron, driving the strawberry truck into town with some campers in the back: Oh look, a Del Taco. Is anyone hungry?

Kid, in the back seat: FRESHA VACA DOO!!!

Chrion: My dear child, that says ‘fresh avacado’

—-
Mitchel, at lunch :  And they were roommates

The entire Aphrodite table: *gasps* Oh my gods, they were roommates

Chiron: ???? What just happened ???  They were all in sync ???? Roommates ???

—-

Demeter cabin, crowded around a lettuce: cabbasu, cabbasu, cab-a-su! LETTASU, LETTASU, LET-A-SUUUUUUUUU

Chrion: Yes that does appear to be lettuce, but why are you all yelling?

Son of Hypnos: It’s Wednesday, my dudes! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH

Chiron: No, Wednesday was yesterday. It’s Thursday. On another note, you must be hungry. Come, Nico wanted chicken nuggets.

*an camper says that athena is better in her roman form*

Annabeth: that is not correct because according to the encyclopedia asjsjskkkskakksk

Chiron: *fucking runs*

Dionysus: Two shots of vodka *pours half a bottle*

Chiron: Where did you even get that-

Percy, jumping into the water, pointing at Chirons hooves: WHAT ARE THOSEEEEEE

Chiron: I’m slightly concerned that you’re not able to realize those are my hooves. Perhaps your ability to see underwater is somehow diminishing? I think it may be in our best interest to get you to the infirmary.

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Jason: [doing cool wind tricks]

Leo: [blows it away]

Jason: Adam

Chiron: Adam? I’m. Unsure if we have an Adam currently here, mr. Grace. Unless this is young Valdez’s new nickname, than I am happy to oblige.

When Apollo showed up at Percy’s apartment door:

Percy: Why.

Percy: Why?

Percy: Why!

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Leo, about Percy and Jason: Two bros, chillin in a hot tub, 5 feet apart cause they’re not gay!

Jason: In all ways except physical, I am a wolf.

Jason: *barks*

Chiron: …

Chiron: …well he’s not entirely wrong…

May I ask for the boys reaction to their S/O being felt up or like forcefully kissed by someone else…if that makes sense.. do they get jealous or mad …Thanks!!! Love your work!!!!

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I have always hated the trope of a someone kissing someone who is not attracted to you. Like please no…

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Noctis

He saw you across the ball, trying to find some way out of the corner that the young Viscount had wedged you in. Noctis was trying his absolute hardest to get out this annoying conversation that he and his Father were dragged into by the Duchess. He watched your nervous smile along with Prompto, Gladiolus, and Ignis who had all attempted to come to your rescue only to be halted by something or another.

Everyone at this party knew that the two of you were an item, undeniable to one another, but the young Viscount set his eyes on you and everyone knew that he believed he was the Gods gift to women.

Blue eyes watched in horror as you were dragged to the dance floor at the start of a waltz. You had no issues dancing with anyone other than Noctis, but the way this man held you close, Noctis could see the look of rage bubbling in you, but were trying really hard to not deck royalty.

He couldn’t hear what the Viscount had said to you, but the range of emotion from shock to unbridled rage was seen on your face. Noctis turned as he felt something tap his leg, only to notice Regis’s cane tap at his calf. Seems that Regis was also watching and didn’t like where this was going.

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