letyoursoul:

iamthefirechild:

letyoursoul:

iamthefirechild:

letyoursoul replied to your post: If you don’t watch OUAT, you should get on that

Haha yes, season one is all on Netflix. Season two just started this past sunday.

I sense an oncoming feels train. Is that a light at the end of the tunnel … Bargain with me, Raychel. Trade me something in exchange for getting run over by this train.

How about the vague promise that someday, I will write a beautiful Rumbelle fic and dedicate it to you? :p

Noooo, this is not good enough. You want me to be run over by a feels train! There needs to be something worth that! Besides, what if I don’t ship Rumbelle?

Definition of feels: It hurts, but it hurts SO GOOD.  It’s worth it bby.

Also, you will ship Rumbelle. TRUST ME.

Oh no, trusting you, I know how that goes! Nonono. I want something WORTH IT. You KNOW what I want. GIVE IT TO ME.

letyoursoul:

iamthefirechild:

letyoursoul replied to your post: If you don’t watch OUAT, you should get on that

Haha yes, season one is all on Netflix. Season two just started this past sunday.

I sense an oncoming feels train. Is that a light at the end of the tunnel … Bargain with me, Raychel. Trade me something in exchange for getting run over by this train.

How about the vague promise that someday, I will write a beautiful Rumbelle fic and dedicate it to you? :p

Noooo, this is not good enough. You want me to be run over by a feels train! There needs to be something worth that! Besides, what if I don’t ship Rumbelle?

thisartificialheart:

“You might to sit down for this one, I’m not sure you won’t melt into a puddle if I keep going,” Tony admitted with a smirk. “I do have half a mind to just push you against that wall though….”

Summer had to laugh at his arrogance. “You could not be more arrogant if you tried, could you? Well.” Smirking back at him, full of confidence, she went on, “Please, please, Mr Stark, have your wicked way with me.” 

He actually stopped dead in his tracks and laughed at her. “Oh, if you think this is arrogant…This is only the previews, sweetheart,” the engineer stated with a smug grin. “Either way….the show’s about to begin,” he murmured as he stepped closer to her.

“I’m just ecstatic.” Summer lowered her head, then peeked through her eyelashes. “What should I anticipate?”

“I don’t think you should anticipate all that much, Summer. I’m not that easy.” He laughed harshly and stepped back, as he battled with the equations in his mind. Return to the lab and accomplish something, finish projects….or give in to temptation. Decisions Decisions, he thought to himself.

The flirtatious expression slid away, replaced by acknowledgement, bitterness. Her laugh nearly matched his, though there was no trace of amusement on her face. “And thus my thesis is proven.” She had to pause and clear her throat.

Summer and Tony

selfobsessedplayboy:

iamthefirechild:

“You’re welcome. I don’t like it when people hurt, and it’s more than a bit too soon for any other way to make you feel better.” Summer gave Tony a little bow, hand over heart.

“Hmm,” he summed quietly as he took a sip of his scotch. “Did you want anything to drink? I have water too,” he shrugged and glanced to her. He owed her a lot but he wasn’t about to get any more feels-y than he already was.

“No, thank you. Drinking doesn’t do anything for me, and there’s nothing I’ll do drunk that I wouldn’t also do sober.” Summer glanced around, truly taking in the space for the first time. “So this is your particular space.”

Summer and Tony

selfobsessedplayboy:

iamthefirechild:

“I’m an empath. I … overlaid your feelings with what I wanted you to feel. I wanted you to feel better, to be happy.” Her smile went wry and sideways. “Already you’ve pushed some of it away with your surprise, but your hurting isn’t so loud now.”

Tony’s eyes met with hers again, full of confusion. “What does that even mean?” he squinted at her in scrutiny. He definitely didn’t believe in this kind of stuff but maybe if he felt better, he shouldn’t question it. “Nevermind,” he shook his head and reached for the drink again. “Uh, thanks though.”

“You’re welcome. I don’t like it when people hurt, and it’s more than a bit too soon for any other way to make you feel better.” Summer gave Tony a little bow, hand over heart.

Summer and Tony

selfobsessedplayboy:

iamthefirechild:

She reached out and took the glass from him, putting it on the bar. “I cheat,” Summer said quietly. She didn’t try to touch him. The last thing she needed was to accidentally bond to Tony Stark. But on a deep breath she pushed comfort, ease, warmth … happiness to him. Wrapped him in it.

“I don’t normally do that. But you saved the world.”

Tony pouted at first when she took his drink but as she sent him the energy, he immediately felt a sense of relief. He felt warm and happier. All within the span of a few seconds, leaving him stunned. “W-what did you do?” he looked down at his body. “What did you do to me?”

“I’m an empath. I … overlaid your feelings with what I wanted you to feel. I wanted you to feel better, to be happy.” Her smile went wry and sideways. “Already you’ve pushed some of it away with your surprise, but your hurting isn’t so loud now.”