Edward: "While you were chatting over dinner, I was stealing the silverware."
Tommy and Molly have one of the cutest relationships ever. From dissing her off for being a little kid to showing off his powers to make her smile. If Billy and Tommy grew up together, don’t try to tell me he would not be the most doting brother ever.
Remy and his cats XD
In the comic,Remy has three cats.
I imagne if these cats are Pietro (x3) (comic+x-men+avengers)
Remy will be how to take care of them hahaha<3
hope u like!
Newt clings to sleep ignoring the voice whispering in his ear.
"Newt." He feels a finger push into the skin of his cheek and drags his eyes open. The white of the room is bright even in the dark. He can vaguely see the outline of Minho hovering over him in the darkness.
"What?" Newt whines.
"I, um." He pauses, turning to look at his abandoned bed and turns back to look at Newt. It takes a second to register what Minho is trying to say but he registers it none the less. He scoots over and holds up the blankets.
"Get under the bloody covers before I get cold, shank." He says in a playful tone to chase away the traces of awkwardness surrounding Minho and his vulnerability. Minho lets out a quiet sigh of relief and lays down beside Newt on the white sheets.
The bed is small but Newt doesn’t mind. They lay face to face silently for a few moments before Newt speaks. “Nightmares?” He asks, in a soft voice. Minho nods and mumbles something that Newt can’t understand.
"It’s alright." Newt says, wrapping an arm around his friend. "You’re alright. We’re safe now, Minho."
Minho relaxes into the touch and buries his head into Newt’s chest. Newt just holds him as close as he can until they both fall asleep.