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Fighting Panic

Requested: I was wondering if I could request a caring Shawn one where maybe you two get into a fight and you leave and then you have a panic attack or something and you call him and even though you two were fighting he still comes over and cares for you? Sorry if that didn’t make sense lol


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“Stop, y/n.” Shawn says, his voice full of anger. “You can’t keep holding it against me. It’s my career, my job, don’t you understand?”

You swallow hard, trying to keep your emotions in check. “I’m not holding it against you, Shawn. I just need to know you’re not forgetting about me!”

“I’m not, I don’t know why you would say that!” He says, his voice just as loud and terrifying as it was a minute ago. You can’t match his tone. You don’t know how to scream back at him, and you don’t want to.

“You’re always busy, and even when you’re not, you’re thinking about all the things you need to get done, which I get, but I feel like you don’t even remember that I’m here, that I’m your girlfriend.” You reply, honestly.

“How could I forget, y/n? I can’t forget, and I don’t.” He spits back.

You only wait a beat before replying, still trying to absorb his last words, “Do you want to?” You ask, your voice full of fear and sadness.

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Show Me Love 12

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Plot:  Coming home is never easy.  Goodbyes are even harder.

Warnings: The return of Wanda and Nat, girl talk, Language, ANGST

A/N: I’m so sorry.

Missed something?  Find the beginning HERE

⬅️⬅️PART 11 ||| PART 13➡️➡️

You sigh as you shove yourself deeper into your old couch, a glass of water on the coasters you hadn’t used since you moved out, painkillers scattered beside it.  

Wanda had moved into your old bedroom when you moved out, meaning the only place available to crash was the couch.

Thank god it was the most comfortable couch known to man.

Or perhaps it’s because you were too drunk to tell the difference.

Classes weren’t set to start for another week, and after your trip, you were dying for some quality girl time.

That and you couldn’t stand the tension that was hanging between you and Bucky anymore.

And not the good kind.

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This is part ½ so I’ll just paste the story explaining it here so that you’re not all completely appalled at me before you see the second video😂

Ok, so I’m walking the dog around the corner from my man’s new spot right, and behind there, there’s a little creek so I walked her along there up until you couldn’t walk anymore. All but two houses going down that way have their backyard fenced or gated, but there’s a definite distinction as to what is people’s backyard and what isn’t so I stayed as far off to where it’s obvious that it isn’t backyard as possible.
Mojito is chasing iguanas and I’m talking to my mom and out of the corner of my eye I see an older woman coming my way. My first thought was she must be telling me to come move, understandable, whatever.
I let her get a bit closer, put my mom on hold for a second and in the most respectful way literally said “I’m sorry m'am, am I trespassing? Would you like me to leave?” Because if I was it was totally understandable ya know?
That’s when all holy hell broke loose.
This butter biscuit proceeds to start pointing her finger and talking shit for literally no reason. I couldn’t make out what all she was saying at first, because I’m steady listening to my mom in my ear tell me to walk away, and then of course I started yelling back at her because she picked the absolute worst time to try me. BUT IM WALKING AWAY.
She starts following me and at that point I told my mom I had to call her back so I could record this woman, because she was going bananas.
She wasn’t making any sense. Telling me I’m from south Miami like I even knew what that meant, literally getting in my face, following me as I’m trying to just walk away.
This kumquat actually admitted that I wasn’t on her property, yet continued to talk shit so I’m like you know this is harassment, right? If you just admit that I’m not on your property, then tf are you bothering me for?
SHE THEN PROCEEDS TO GRABBING AT ME AND MY PHONE LIKE A BANANA NUT MUFFIN. NOT ONCE BUT TWICE. I gave her two grabs before I punched her dead in her head, AND THEN IM SUDDENLY THE BAD GUY. To make a long story short, this is Florida, she was the aggressor FOR SURE and she got arrested for assault💁🏽
The funny thing is is that I wasn’t going to press charges initially, because she’s well into her golden years and just got clocked in her dome by an angry black stick. You would think that would teach anyone a lesson, right? Naw.
The cops went and got a statement from her and came back and one was like….are you SURE you don’t wanna press charges? She was literally telling them that they couldn’t arrest her and all this noise so NO, she didn’t learn a lesson.

Five Times Stiles and Isaac Didn't Switch Bodies – And One Time They Did

For Mal because she asked for Stisaac for this prompt! I hope this cheers you up a little bit!

1. Lydia

Lydia is not fooled for even a second. When someone hugs her from behind and whispers “Lydia, my strawberry blonde goddess” into her ear, she just shoves him off and without looking away from her course book says:

“Go and bother Stiles, Isaac, I’m busy.”

It doesn’t work unfortunately; he just drops into the chair next to her and keeps talking.

“But I am Stiles! We switched bodies; you need to help us change back!”

Lydia rolls her eyes.

“Not now, I’m busy. Just, go and make out or something.”

She sneaks a look at him from the corner of her eye, and wow, that is a bright red blush. Bingo.

“I’m not – we’re not – what are you – ” Isaac starts spluttering and seems to have already forgotten his claim that he was Stiles.

Lydia just smirks and says innocently: “Oh do you no longer want to kiss Isaac, Stiles? You told me just this morning that you want to grab him by one of his stupid scarves and kiss him silly, didn’t you?”

Of course he didn’t, Stiles is as deep in denial as Isaac is, if not even deeper. But Isaac, or should she call him “Stiles”, doesn’t, of course. Not that it would make any difference, he seems to have lost all higher brain function at that little tidbit of information.

“I, I have to go!”

Isaac stands up, knocking over his chair in his hurry to get away from her. He almost falls over it when he tries to pick it up and take a step over it at the same time.

Lydia sniggers and watches Isaac bump into several more tables on his way out of the room.

She’d almost believe that they’d switched bodies now.

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anonymous asked:

Hey Vesper! I have a question. I've noticed that within the nonbinary and larger trans and queer and so forth communities, some nonbinary genders seem to get more recognition than others. Some- especially maverique as I've noticed- are hardly known of by many other nonbinary and/or trans people, while others such are gaining recognition in trans, nb, and other circles much more quickly in comparison. Why do you think some nb genders are becoming more well known than other nb genders?

hi anon,

this is a really tough question. not just because of how subjective it is (i mean, what even counts as ‘recognition’, let alone what counts as ‘more’ or ‘more quickly’), but also because there are an infinite number of factors involved in why any non-binary gender gets any amount of recognition at all.

imho, some non-binary genders are more commonly recognized at least in part because of the comparatively long history of people identifying or describing themselves as such. correct me if i’m wrong, but i think the most notable example of this is genderqueer, but even agender and genderfluid (or rather, the concept of gender fluidity) have arguably stood the test of time longer than most other non-binary identities in English.* honestly, i feel like it’s unfair to compare general recognition of a gender like maverique to genderqueer, for example, for that reason.

but perhaps that’s not even what you’re referring to.

if you’re comparing the recognition of equally (comparatively) newly coined words / identities, i still hesitate to compare their recognition at all because honestly, all recognition of non-binary genders in general is abysmal imho… also i’d hate for it to seem like i’m pitching one gender against another when all of us are struggling so much for recognition.

having said that….

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You always have neat things to say, so I have a question for you. In the upcoming crossover trailer, Mick mentions to Kara that he burned his family alive. This sort of surprised me, because I don’t think that is necessarily information Mick would casually share–especially to someone he just met. I don’t even think the original Legends team knew (besides Len and maybe Rip) before the Pilgrim, so why the sudden sharing of backstory?

My personal opinion is that Mick’s trying to put her off. Kara comes across as someone who blatantly likes to help and bond with anyone she comes across, and because Mick is not sure he deserves that help he tries to push her away with the ugliest bits about him. He needs to be undesirable, unforgiven. He’s still grieving; he doesn’t want anyone having touchy-feely moments with him or getting too close, so he adds familicide to his “animal/IQ of meat” front so people will leave him the fuck alone.

What do you think?

Originally posted by fatedxdestiny

I mostly agree with you, though I don’t think it’s coming purely from a place of self-loathing because he needs to remain unforgiven (in his own mind). I think it’s more that he keeps others away, at arm’s length, for fear that they will confirm all of his most negative thoughts and feelings about himself if he lets them in. By keeping the angry front, the ‘deliberately being an ass’ behavior I’ve talked about, at the forefront, it means that if people don’t like him or don’t respect him and his intellect, it’s because of that, and not because of the parts of himself he actually feels vulnerable about. For instance, it’s one thing to have your intellect insulted when you’re playing dumb, and totally another to have it insulted when you’re trying your hardest to be smart, or thought you had done something clever.

So him telling Kara about his past seems to me to come from that place: having to keep her away because like you said, she’s warm and sweet and wants to see the best in people and reach out to them, and that would make Mick feel quite vulnerable (especially because he might unconsciously think: what if she sees the best in everyone else but still hates me? what would that say about me?). Finding bigger tools with which to push her away (e.g., mentioning the familicide) makes sense in that lens then. “She’ll hate me for that” and he’s safe again, from letting people in, and the vulnerability that comes along with it.

Beyond that, a slightly less in-depth reading is just that, like you said, no one knew before (except Len), but now everyone he works with does, thanks to The Pilgrim. The secret’s out. And he might want to be the person to tell his own secrets before anyone else can tell it behind his back. Putting it front and center because he knows he can’t hide from it anymore, so it adds it to his arsenal and armor instead.

And finally, I think we also need to consider the impact that seeing his younger self had on him. Technically, a stay at that house with Rip’s foster mom has been added to his past now, right? Even if he was returned to the same moment in time from which he left so his absence wasn’t noticed, he should still have gained that memory at some point (same with teen!Sara actually). Hearing from his older self might have impacted how he ultimately coped with it. 

Alternately, if that’s not the case (because Legends and continuity are not friends so maybe we shouldn’t assume he’d remember his stay at that place), he still talked to his younger self. Mick’s had that event as a memory, something he did. Now he got to see it as something this young teenager did. Still him, but the contrast between him now and him at that age is stark. He can see that he was just a scared boy who didn’t mean to do it, who has all these walls up. He’s been confronted with that reality, and now that he has, it might mean that he’s being more open about what happened. It was a mistake, and though I’m sure he’ll always blame himself for it, he can recognize that it was an accident, in a way he might not have let himself before seeing that young scared kid.

bingualien  asked:

71 kurodai! :)

71. “Kiss me, quick!”

When the bottle finishes the spin and its top points at Kuroo, a vengeful spark gleams within Kenma’s eyes and Kuroo knows that he’s screwed.

Not that he deserves it, to begin with.

Yes, maybe he agreed too easily when Lev suggested a game of truth or dare. But it was the last night of training camp, for crying out loud! The last night they had to bond as a team before going back to their own homes! This was all about making everyone on the team closer, regardless of how much Kai insisted that Kuroo just wanted an opportunity to dare Yamamoto to shave his eyebrows. And yes, he did dared Kenma to do 60 squats, but again he was only thinking about Kenma’s health. 

He knew he would be punished for it, though. He only didn’t expect his punishment to come so soon.

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+sherlolly because...what was said

I’m still working through my feelings from TFP and today’s focus is that of the aftermath of Molly and Sherlock’s phone call. Also, I wanted to play around abit with a line that had troubled me in the episode. I guess I wanted to comfort myself a little haha. If you’ve come to read it, thank you so much. :) xx


Words  (also on FF.net)

It had been a week since the phone call. Molly had not been surprised at the silence after what had been an odd game of tug-of-war; a fight to see who could hold on to their veneer of protection just a little bit longer. Sherlock was not one to expose the contents of his heart, whatever those contents were, but neither was Molly. Sometimes, things were much better left unsaid, and Molly was a firm believer of that. 

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Drunk Calls
  • Ashton: "Baby!" Ashton shouts into the phone. The word takes him over double the time to get it out as it normally does. "Uh, hey, Ashton," you laugh. "Are you drunk right now?" He giggles in reply. You roll your eyes and cross your free arm over your chest as you wait for him to speak. He does, but to someone else on the other end. You're only catching half of the conversation, so his words don't make any sense. You don't think they would have made sense if you even if you were hearing the other half of the conversation. "Ashton, are you celebrating with the guys?" you ask. "Uh huh," he says slowly. "Babe, you know I won an award right? I gave the speech. Did you see?" You open your mouth to answer, but he talks over you, "Babe, we should make out right now." You laugh before explaining, "Ash, I'm not anywhere near you. I'll see you in, like, two days though. We can make out then if you still want to." He humphs before resolving, "Okay. Okay. Wait, Calum is doing something that looks fun. I'm going to go now. Bye, babe." He hands up without another word. You shake your head at your boyfriend's drunken actions before going back to watching your movie.
  • Calum: You stir from your nap when you hear your phone ringing. "Hey, Calum," you mumble into the phone after glancing at your caller ID. "There you are!" Calum says far too loudly for your post-nap mindset. "Calum, quieter," you mumble as you rub your head. "Oh, sorry," he whispers, well, more like whisper-shouts, "how was your day?" You glance at the clock and frown. "Cal, it's two in the afternoon," you tell him. "Oh, sorry," he giggles. "I'm a lot drunk right now." You sigh and shake your head at him despite the fact that you can't see him right now. "I can tell. What do you need?" you ask. "Nothing. I just wanted to hear you talk for a little bit. You have a nice voice. Have I ever told you that you have a nice voice before? Well, if I haven't, I should've because you definitely do. It's super pretty and nice, just like you! Maybe that's why your voice is the way it is!" he rambles. You laugh and say, "That's very sweet of you, Cal. However, I need to go get ready for class, so I'm going to have to let you go. Call me when you're less drunk."
  • Luke: Your phone rings a little later than anyone would normally call you. You glance at is as you go to answer it. The late call makes sense when you realize it's your friend Luke who has probably forgotten about time zones again. "Luke, it's late," you sing softly. "(Y/N), you answered. Fuck-" he stops himself. He lets out a frustrated sigh and you can picture him running a hand through his messy hair. "Of course I did. What's up? Is something wrong?" you ask him, concerned by his tone. "No, well yeah, but not really," he stutters out. You hear him take a deep breath to focus before continuing. "Look, I'm a little drunk right now, but I mean what I'm about to say, okay? I promise I mean this. Sober Luke means this even more than Drunk Luke does," he tells you. "I'm in love with you, like, crazy in love with you. I write too many fucking songs about you now, you know. Shit, I shouldn't have said that. I'm definitely doing this wrong, but I couldn't wait any longer. I love you, okay? I'm going to hang up so you can think about all of this shit coming out of my mouth. Okay. I love you, (Y/N). Bye."
  • Michael: "Michael, what the hell do you want?" you ask as soon as you answer the phone, not giving him a chance to speak. "You," Michael says. "I want you back in my bed tonight." You roll your eyes when you realize he's drunk. A drunk call from your ex was the last thing you wanted today. "Mike, I don't want to deal with this today," you sigh. "No, fuck, don't hang up. I miss you. Please don't hang up," he spits out quickly. "I know I'm saying the wrong shit, but even you've said this: Drunken words are sober thoughts. And I'm really fucking drunk right now, baby. Please, let me come home." You scoff and say, "You are home, Michael." He sighs and says, "No, home is with you and I'm not with you right now, baby. I tried to find a new home, but it all feels wrong. Not even the bottom of the liquor bottle feels like home anymore. I need you, baby. I love you. Please let me come home. Please." You sigh and say, "Go sleep off the alcohol. If you call me back in the morning, I'll know you actually meant what you've just said." You hang up without another word. It doesn't surprise you when your phone doesn't ring in the morning.
  • A/N: dcmarvelcutie23 requested a blurb where Ashton drunk dials his girlfriend forever ago. I did this with it instead. Hope that's fine. - Kate
Dawn is Coming, Open Your Eyes

‘Hey! Princess! Where the hell do you think you’re going?’

She’s a single step beyond the battered remnants of the wall, her lips parting against the sweet void of silence when he finds her.

A single step… From Finn. From Raven. From a hundred needy eyes.

A single step from impromptu scalpel blades, and muffled screams.

Blood to the elbows.

Love that isn’t hers…

And of course it’s him who sees her. Of course he’d have something to say.

'I’m taking a walk.’ She doesn’t turn to him as she says it. Just finishes the zip on her backpack and swings it over her shoulder.

'Are you insane?’ Leaves hiss furiously as he moves, no doubt striding towards her back, no doubt reaching harshly for her shoulder, right about-

He swings her around.

'After what just happened to Octavia? You’re seriously going out there - at dusk - alone?’

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The One That Got Away

Dirty Harry Styles Imagine by lovezaynlikealovesong

‘Okay, Fine’ you said after throwing harry’s black shirt back into the closet, 'don’t wear it, its just that…it suits you more and I wanted you to look good tonight’ 'what do you mean, I don’t look good always?’ he asked in an annoyed voice. 'I didn’t say that, Harry… I meant to say tha-’ 'I know what you mean (Y/N)!’ he said picking up his belt and giving you one last look before leaving for the party 'you coming or not?’ he asked raising his voice. You hated when he was this way, well no one likes it but, it was extremely upsetting, and that too on christmas eve as well as Lou’s birthday party was making it even more worse. 'Of course I am baby’ you replied trying to calm him down a bit, but it didn’t help…not a bit.You shrugged it off and gave a last look in the mirror to yourself.'like you mean the 'baby” he murmered, thinking you didn’t hear it,but actually you did. He opened the door for you, as he always did, giving you the hint that he still cares about you. But you were too involved in the argument to notice that, it was way too difficult for you to take your mind off the mini fight you both had been having in installments for a pretty long time, and you knew that these were just warm ups, teh real thing was yet to come, but tonight? no, it can’t be,  you thought to yourself, you were pretty sure. 'Thank you’ you said, but not with feelings, it was now sort of a routine for you, Harry opens the door, you say thank you. 'What happened?’ you asked confused, he was just sitting there, on the driver’s seat, not moving an inch, 'Look, love I’m sorry’ a sudden smile plastered your face but you tried to hide it,'Harry…you know what? lets just act like nothing ever happened, hm?’ you said letting the smile now show. He nodded in reply with his cheeky smile. He turned to you saying 'I love you, (Y/N)’ you smiled and placed a soft kiss on his cheek, 'please don’t ever leave me’ he said just a second after you pulled from the kiss, 'huh?’ you asked faintly, assuming he didn’t hear it you made your way back to your seat. He never said before, not even when you both had the worst of fights, not even when you nearly 'left’ him once, this statement of his was just getting you to worry, a lot. Half way through the ride, you got a text, and your mobile was kept on the dashboard, in front of Harry,'could you please see that for me?’ 'Babe, I’m driving’ he said passing you your phone 'Here’ he said, weirdly, reading the sender’s name, his smile immediately disappeared  he frowned, yet again. He gave him a confused look and took the phone from his hands at the same time. ‘James’ you read, you couldn’t quite get why he did that after reading ‘James’. Something in that text made you chuckle, you replied,he replied, you replied, he replied, and it kept on like this. The car stopped with thrift making your phone slip from your hands and fall on the car floor, you thought he’ll make the move, but he didn’t, instead he stepped out the car  not giving a damn about you and your phone and making his way into the party.You were now sure, He. was. pissed.and the strange part was you were not even sure what the reason was. ‘Hey (Y/N)’ Eleanor greeted you with the cutest smile ever, you both had become bestest of friends she had helped you with harry most of the time when the ‘Larry’ rumour took swift. ‘What’s up with harry’ she asked wrinkling her eye brows, ‘I’m asking myself the same question, El’ you replied ‘hmm… okay anyways, this is Angela’ she said pulling you towards some her friends and introduced you to them, you could sometimes see from the corner of your eyes, a guy the same guy everytime, stalking you. It was a bit weird at times but you didn’t bother much really.


'Aahh!’ you screetched softly as the vodka trickled down your throat burning your passage and making way to you stomach. 'You’re really funny, Will’ you said chuckling a little.'Well, I like you too’ he said you gave him a sudden stare and your face turned serious. What an asshole, Harry thought, he loved you way too much to let go but seeing you with another guy was just unbearable for him, it was just the party and he people who were keeping him away from pulling you in for a 'forever’ kiss. 'Hey, do you mind a dance?’ the guy asked you, 'umm…I don’t think so, I’m dating someone and we just… things are not great between us and-’ 'Yes, of course that Harry guy you’re dating, well if he’s mad at you…’ he slowly moved towards your ear and whispered 'why not make him jealous?'you looked at harry and smiled. 'I cant bare this anymore!’ said Harry,banging his glass on the table.He was completely drunk and had lost his senses, but when a person’s drunk that’s the time he does what he wants and he wanted you, to feel you and make you feel loved and kick that 'asshole’ out of the way, just you and him. He was with the boys on the balcony and could see the bar from the view clearly and there you go, holding his hand as he pulled you from your seat to the dance floor, you recognised something familiar, smiling you said over the loud music, 'this is my fav-’ It’s her favourite song harry thought, and a sudden telepathy made you both exchange glances and there he was, furious, brisking his walks towards you. 'What is this?’ he said getting a hold of your wrist and pushing the man back and coming in his place. 'Harry, please, listen to me, I-’ 'No YOU listen to ME! you’re coming home with me now!’ you couldn’t understand what he meant, what about louis? it’s his birthday, how would he feel? right now Harry and you were more important than louis’ birthday bash, you came greeted stayed but just didn’t say a goodbye. It’s okay he won’t mind. 'Who do you think yourself to be?’ shouted Harry in his perfect voice, pushing you against the car door. 'Harry I-’ 'What’s happening there?’ you heard a heavy old man’s voice, you figured it was the police and decided to leave. 'Was that the Jason guy?’ he asked in a voice full of hurt.'Harry ple-’ ’(Y/N)! was he or was he not?’ he asked pressing the accelerator harder. 'No, no he wasn’t, I had just met him’ you replied 'and you’re off dancing with him, a stranger whom you had just met and you can’t dance or even talk to your boyfriend once, whom you’ve known for 8 months?’ 'Babe, I’m sorry I dont know- I-I just don’t know whats gotten into you nowadays!’ you continued 'you’re just so-so… hard to be with, you talk to me rudely,you don’t talk to me the way you used to and everytime I look in your eyes all I see it hate nothing else’ you stopped and realized what you just had blurted out of your mouth. 'I can’t believe you just said that’ harry said hitting the brakes and the car stopped right in front of the house you both lived in for 5 months now.You both moved in, you threw your purse on the couch, you saw harry taking his belt off and coming towards you and lifting you bridal style, but not the usual soft and fragile way but the harsh yet passionate way. He swiftly threw you on the bed not caring if t hurt you or not, he was hurt and wanted you to make up to him, and this was his way.'Harry, what is your prob-’ and he cut you off with a passionate kiss gradually slipping himself onto you, so that he can face you and ou can face him. His hands were snaking on your waist and his eyes were just staring at your beautiful face studying all your expressions. He slowly moved his hands to your busts, he knew it was turning you on and he was right. 'Harry, I don’t wanna do this…’ you said pulling away from the kiss. ’(Y/N), you can’t decide everything we do in our relationship’ he said breathlessly,'you hurt me (Y/N), more than you know, you’ve been really bad, and I’m going to punish you, you deserve it bitch.’ you were lying, w-h-i-t-e l-i-e. You wantd him so bad, you didn’t even know that yourself,  and him getting harsh on you was even more of a turn on.'Harry I-’ 'Shut up! will you?’ he said in his harsh voicehe literally tore your shirt apart, and pulled your jeans down and threw it somewhere. All you were left in was your undergarments.He pulled you closer to his now bare chest, 'No other guy can touch you’ he said with soo much lust and passion in his eyes that you couldn’t resist a kiss but he pulled away, and didn’t let you kiss him. He got up attacked straight at your chest, gosh! he was making you feel so good. You held him so tight, it felt like if you let go of him you’ll collapse. He slowly moved to your your busts and instead of unclipping your bra, his anxiousness just tore it from the back and he threw it aways not letting go of your skin’s taste. You were going crazy, so uncontrollable 'Don’t enjoy it you whore, it’s your punishment’ he knew you were enjoying it and that it was no more a punishment but a pleasure. He had to make it worse for you, to give you the lesson. he left your skin and pushed you hard on the bed, even the push gave you the feels. He slowly kissed you on your cheek and moved towards your ear, 'Don’t move even a bit now, if you break the rules I’ll make it even worse’ he left off with an evil grin and slowly started to leave love bites on your soft point. Unacceptable, you had to move, you couldn’t contain what he was doing to you, it so overwhelming. Both his hands were stretching onto your and held your palms in place squeezing them so tightly, you went crazy his arms were sliding on your armpits and it felt so good, you couldn’t help but arch you back a bit. You felt something, on your right wrist you couldn’t quite tell what it was, and you were way too overwhelmed to even figure it out. 'I told you not to move bitch.'He was now tying your hands, it was way too much now. 'Harry, ple- SHIT!’ you screamed as pushed in one of his fingers into you, it felt so good, you moaned loudly as he added one more to it. He was now thrusting, staring at you not blinking a bit, 'you’re so beautiful’ he said, your body was responding way too well for him to lessen the punishment. ’(Y/N), I told you not to move’ he said with celnched teeth as he pushed another finger into you, he was doing you so hard and it felt so good you just wanted to hold him, tight and never let go. 'Harry, please let my hands be free’ you said looking into his eyes, he was still moving you, you know how hard it was you to keep your eyes open. 'Tell me you love me’ he said pulling his fingers out it felt so bad, you didn’t want him to stop. 'Of course I love you Harry’ you said 'I know you dont mean that’ he said pulling your hands harshly out of the now loose cloth from which he had tied your wrists. You immediatly pulled him for a kiss, it was long and passionate, his hands were all over you, snaking slowly on your waist, to your busts, and finally to your clit, he moved slowly from your lips to your neck to your busts and started to taste them, he left bites all around your nipple and you arched your back giving him even more access. You pulled his hair which made him groan, he slowly and gradually moved to your stomach and left wet kisses all over your tummy, and finally now he was eating you up, he licked all around your clit your body could not at all control itself, he was making patterns with his tongue so softly that it was tickling, it was so overwhelming, you punched your fingers into his back and that. that was the thing that turned him on so much that he couldn’t contain it and bit your clit'Harrryyy!’ you screamed as you cumed and arched your back lifting your face almost to his and you both went down back to the bed together with a kiss, your lips were moving in perfect sync, and he was into you in no time, 'I’m sorry’ he said as the pain made you scream, 'I deserve it'you said breathlessly,'hmm… you do’ he said clenching his teeth and pushing himself completely into you 'Aahh! Harry?!’ you screamed 'how did that feel?’ he was hitting your G-spot so hard without even coming out, just pushing himself in more and more 'Harry, t-that hurts’ you said, it hurt really bad, but at the same time it felt so good.'That had hurt me hundred times more than this, (Y/N)’ he said pulling himself out, you heaved out really hard. Harry harshly kissed you, your eyes were closed you felt every inch of what he was doing to you, he was really making you fall more for himself, and he was succeeding. Slowly he started to push, in and out, all that time he was just kissing, biting and licking you shoulder line, one of your hand was in his hair and the other was busy clenching your nails into his back, everytime he was just pushing in pure passion. 'Ha-r-ry, I c-can’t t-take it anymore’ you said in parts, heaving out. 'Cum, NOW!’ he ordered, this order was not hard to follow. You were so close but didn’t say anything before just thinking it would piss him even more. You juices mixed together and he didn’t leave you at all, he wanted more of you, you too wanted to feel him even more. wow! he thought to himself looking at you, your hair were all around your face spread out on the bed and your mouth opened begging for his lips’ flavour. He kissed you softly on your lips, and whispered ’ I love you’ in your ear and kissed again under your ear and pulled his hair. You both just lay on the bed for like one minute. As he slowly picked you up, not leaving your body you both got up together, never losing the eye contact, and now your back was resting on the wall behind the bed, he pushed himself closer to you and without pulling out he was again doing the same thing. 'You’re-mine’ he said pushing in again with clenched teeth, it hurt but he was so close to you his heavy breaths were just enough for the hurt to turn into pleasure. Again, you both had your second round now this time, all the time his tounge was exploring your breasts, you were so overwhelmed, you pulled his head towards yours and kissed him hard, hard enough for all the feeling to be shared, he growned biting your lip, he had reached his high, 'not now Harry, pl-please’ you said catching your breath, he bit your nipple, really hard, trying to control himself you moaned extremely loud and let your juices mix again. He left his hot breaths on your chest and reaching your lips and licked them and finally kissing them, you were too weak now to kiss him back but didn’t pull away you were just pushing in for more. ’(Y/N), I love you baby, please don’t do that again to me’ 'I won’t I p-promise’ you said with utter difficulty. 'I love you’ you said hugging him tightly.


So I wrote a thing in response to this post.  It makes a few specific references and really only makes sense if you look at that first, but I didn’t want to add this on by reblogging because 1) I don’t want to start an argument or anything (though I think I’ve kept it civil, it’s just a different opinion, I just like to really examine each point and why I disagree okay) and 2) it’s over 1500 words SO

Basically the post is about how Harry should have become the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, and I respectfully disagree and here’s why

I have a fricking midterm tomorrow what am I doing

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anonymous asked:

In the trailer we see how Murphy, Monty and Jasper are defying Clarke and Bellamy is the only one who is supporting her and trying to make her feel better. She lets herself be vulnerable and cry because it's him. He's her person. Do you think it's like a little picture of what will happen on a large scale? I don't know if I'm explain myself right. I mean, will bellamy be her rock while people blame her all the time?

I think that’s definitely a reasonable thing to infer from the trailer. We saw that happened already in the end of season 3. That becoming a full-on thing in season four would be awesome for the pairing, although I would be disappointed if it continues *too* much. It would be best if that kind of doubt happened early on, then it moves toward unity for the delinquents and the sky people as the season progresses.

I’ve said many times before but last season I was frustrated that they constantly have been writing Clarke into situations where she apologizes but is never given the voice to explain her decisions the people around her. Particularly frustrating given that we’ve seen on camera the reasons that she does the things that she does. We know what motivates her character, and we know that she acts out of her best intent. But she’s not been allowed to express that in the script this last season. Clarke used to talk about her actions a lot more in the first two seasons, so that when she disagreed with people, or when they disagreed with her, we understood both sides of the situation. For example the way Raven argued with Clarke in season 2 about the radio and the overall plan to destroy the mountain. We know where both girls were coming from, and that they were both well-intentioned and heroic characters, so the situation didn’t feel like one person was being piled on. Similar to the many ethical dilemmas that Abby has faced in the show, or Bellamy, or Kane, and their reasoning was talked about to various characters at various times but they were being challenged. Yet instead of explaining her actions, Clarke was silent for only written to say a brief apology, which denies her friends the chance to understand her motives. The problem is with the writing itself and how they chose to present her depression, in my opinion, and I hope that shrinking wilted characteristic is going to taper off. I was hoping we would get back to more confident writing for Clarke in season 4 , especially if she’s coming out of her depression and choosing to live more actively.

Given that her big decision at the end of the season was to stick with the group plan and give her people back their mental sovereignty, I hope that means we see more of Clarke making decisions in a group environment. And sharing with Bellamy immediately at the start of the season is going to be part of that. Jahas remark in the trailer about people wanting a say in their own fate is another reason that I think this is going to get more development. That was a particularly ironic comment coming from him, who made a whole bunch of judgy choices in season 1 and 2, such as the culling. Whether not to make decisions for people in a group has been a theme for the entire show, for many characters , so I don’t expect it to go away. But I would like it to be presented better.

I do think that we will see pushback from some characters against the decisions that costs lives, but I hope it doesn’t happen the entire season through like last time. Because that’s a lot of story drag to pull down on your main heroine she isn’t written with a voice to go along with it.

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anonymous asked:

Could you do one where they find out you have an rating disorder? I just really need that right now. It's been kinda hard for me and I know this doesn't really make sense but I feel like it will help Ilysm

[I’ve been through it all, and know how hard it is. Please message me off anon so we can talk. You’re so beautiful and don’t deserve to be suffering this. Am considering making a proper one shot, regarding a topic like so, if I get any response from this. xxx]

Okay so you would always try and hide the disorder from him, like, always trying to have dates that didn’t involve eating and I can just imagine so many problems would arise from it all the time. Like, he would be really really keen to take you out for a really nice date because he always just takes you to like the movies, or just to beach or something, or you’d just hand at home. So basically, he would be dying to just go out somewhere really fancy. 

So imagine that you’d just be lying down on his bed hanging out together and then he would be like, ‘babe, tomorrow night I’m taking you out to that new italian restaurant and we will fucking dress up and have a damn 3 course meal and I’ll even order bloody red wine.’ And you would be like wtf, because it was so random for him to suddenly be so into this idea and then you’d also be thinking like no no no we can’t go out for a dinner. So you’d just be like, 'babe, I kinda like just staying at home and just being casual with you,’ and he would think you’re just saying that and he’d be really determined like, 'no, sweet heart, I know every girl wants to be taken out by their man and I never take you any where nice,’ and you would go to protest again but he’d just put his hand over your mouth and be like, 'nope, we are doing this and you can wear that dress you’ve been telling me about.’

And right about now, you were just thinking well okay, I’ll just have to go for option 2 right. So then on the night you would just have to go to the toilet after every course and get rid of it all. But every time you would come back, he’d say something like, ‘are you okay?’ ‘are you feeling sick? That’s like the fourth time you’ve been to the toilet?’ and you’d just brush it off like, 'nah nah I’m fine, stop worrying.' 

And anyway that was that night in a nutshell. (quite awful) and you would just find that after that event, he would continuously want you to go out to restaurants or even if you were at home, he’d always buy junk food or any food really and he’d be chomping away at stuff constantly and offering you food, but you’d just always have to deject the offer awkwardly or, like, eat a little bit and then somehow get to the toilet after. And this would just go on for weeks, and gradually he would just get more and more pressuring with heaps of questions and comments, like, 'oh, okay, not eating again I see,’ or, ‘do you really always get the runs when we go out to eat.’

Just the consistent pressuring from him would be getting to a point where you didn’t know if you could handle it anymore and every night you would go home crying and stressing out about what your next excuse would be when he tried to make you eat. And it would be so awful for you being in the relationship that eventually you would just have to admit that you can’t do this. You can’t be in a relationship. 

So the next time you were together, you’d be so out of your mind and literally just letting the disorder take over your actions and you’d do the typical 'we need to talk,’ and you’d sit him down. And you could tell he was just as nervous as you were bc he’d be like heavy breathing and gulping and you would just flat out say it, ‘I don’t think this is working, and I would like to break up with you.’ And hearing this, Ashton wouldn’t even react in the slightest, he would just bluntly reply with, 'Why?’ And you’d think, like, fuck did not prepare for this, and you’d stutter like, 'um, I, I just don’t think we are good together,’ and he’d be staring directly at you and not letting it go and being like, 'No, I actually don’t believe that. What’s the real reason?’

And he would be so harsh about it, you would have tears rolling down your face because you were just embarrassed and feeling stupid and he would see that you’re about to full on sob and he’d keep his serious tone and be like, ’[Y/n], are you trying to break up with me because I keep taking you out for meals?’ And you would be like… wait.. where is he going with this.. And realising you weren’t going to reply, he’d continue brutally like, 'Is it because you can’t eat? And you’re starving yourself and throwing up every single bit of food that goes into your mouth, so now all of your ribs are poking out?’ and theree we go, he definitely knows what’s up. So you wouldn’t even be able to respond at all and then he would just take in a huge breath and must’ve noticed he was being too harsh or something and he’d take your hand and be much much softer like, 'baby, I’m not stupid. I know what you’re doing to yourself, and I’ve just been waiting for you to tell me about it in your own time. But I’m not letting you break up with me, okay? I’m gonna help you, love.' 

That would just make you absolutely weep because nobody had ever realised before that you had a problem like this before, and nobody had ever offered to help and ugh he’s just beautiful. And you’d be balling it into his chest and he’d just be rubbing your back and stroking your hair and cooing words like, 'You’re not going to do this alone, gorgeous, I’m going to do everything in my power to get to the bottom of this and help you to get better. I love you so much and we aren’t going to let this disorder win, okay?’

GMW Feelings after Texas

I probably seem a little hypocritical saying this, since when Maya said that Riley saw Lucas as a brother in Girl Meets Yearbook I was convinced she was an unreliable narrator and that this was not true at all, but now after Girl Meets Texas I’m starting to feel like that goes the other way. After all, in Yearbook Katy first said that you might learn something about the person you’re impersonating, but then later on, she said that you can’t impersonate the people you’re closest to, and that you might actually learn something about yourself. Now that it’s been clearly established that RIley does NOT see him as a brother… that leaves Maya.

It’s not just that convoluted comment being tipped on its head that makes me feel like Maya and Lucas do not have an actual romantic connection, though. There’s lots of other stuff that, for me, points to it. First of all, as soon as Riley started treating Lucas like a brother… she imitated Maya. She started calling him names, hitting him, generally imitating her best friend to try and force that “brother” dynamic she was so hellbent on maintaining with him.

(Side note: ever since Semi-Formal, I’ve been convinced Riley was going to use Maya’s brother theory as an excuse to put her romance with Lucas on hold. Talking to Jack, she seemed very concerned that he and Rachel lost touch and were no longer in each other’s lives. I didn’t think her romantic feelings for Lucas were gone, but it seemed obvious that she cared more about keeping him as her friend the way Eric has done with Rachel instead, which is why she seemed to pause and seem so thoughtful about their statements despite the fact that she still seemed interested in Lucas).

Back to Maya and Lucas, though. I really think Maya is just confused about her feelings. There is a common thread in the people that she really cares about, and that’s that they are “good”. Like Riley. She’s said she loves Riley, and she loves her family, because they’re good people. When she declared her feelings for Josh, she talked about what a good guy he was, and how he’s like Riley. And then, in Yearbook… “We’re so much alike.” This is what she said to Lucas when she was pretending to be Riley, citing that they are both similar, and in Texas she reiterated the notion that he’s a good guy when Topanga asked her about thinking she liked Lucas.

I think that Maya is someone who is not used to having people stick around in her life and care about her, yet no matter how much she has teased Lucas and given him a hard time, he’s stuck around. And she did say he was cute from the get go, which is why I think right now she’s confused about her feelings. She has this person who has become a constant in her life, who she’s finally let her guard down around, but I don’t think it’s romantic. I think that in Yearbook when she got confused and thought Riley and Lucas were brother and sister, since she’s been rejected in the past, she let herself think that all those people thinking she and Lucas made a good couple were right, and that she could let her “feelings” for Lucas be something more than platonic.

I think Maya has had affection for Lucas this whole time, or at least since they had to work together in Girl Meets Crazy Hat, but I don’t think they’ve always been romantic, and I really think she’s confused about them being romantic now? She just wants to be loved and have something consistent, and when she believed that she might lose him to the bull, she panicked. And she believed that Riley might not feel that way about him anymore, so she let herself get more attached to him than she had been previously.

But honestly, based on the things said in Texas part 3, I don’t think it’s going to last as a romantic thing. No one is taking Lucas’s feelings into account; in season 1, I was under the impression that Rucas might not last and that Riley liked him more than he liked her, right up until the First Date ep. But throughout season 2, it’s been Lucas who has seemed more sure of his feelings for her. Yes, he’s gotten closer to Maya platonically, but the writers even confirmed in their August Q&A that Lucas likes Riley and his feelings hadn’t changed up to that point.

On top of that, Zay said Maya seemed to like it better when she was yelling at Lucas all the time than when she was dating him. Farkle said he doesn’t know how Maya feels. Topanga asked “You THINK you like Lucas?” Riley mimicked Lucas and Maya’s dynamic to try and act like siblings with Lucas. Maya herself admitted that she didn’t like talking about serious things with him or hearing her stories, and that that’s what he needs Riley for. She claimed that her role in his life is to make fun of him and give him a hard time. That certainly seems less like a romance and more like a sibling relationship or at least just a very strong brotp.

I know people sense chemistry between Lucas and Maya, but chemistry doesn’t always have to be romantic. I think the comments in Yearbook where they talked about those 2 being like “fire” were mirroring what people have said about them on the internet and was showing fans that maybe that’s a popular idea, people having fire and chemistry, but that’s not what they’re going for. After all, Maya cut herself off during her speech as Riley and said “We don’t care what you say, we’re not crashing our ships.” That was one of many things in that episode that felt like they were quite meta and like the writers were addressing the audience and letting them know that they were going to continue with their story, their way, and not give into the pressure to make Lucas and Maya the endgame couple.

And lastly, this isn’t quite about how I don’t think Lucas and Maya work as a couple, but more about people saying that “Riley and Lucas aren’t the new Cory and Topanga” meaning that Riley and Lucas won’t end up together. I don’t think that’s concrete evidence that they can’t be together, especially when there’s no other Cory and Topanga in the middle school crowd; Michael Jacobs has said that the new Cory and Topanga are Auggie and Ava. There can’t be TWO new Cory and Topanga’s. Cory and Topanga also met as little kids and grew up from there; Riley didn’t even meet Lucas until middle school. They can have a different story and still have the end result of being together with their first love when the show ends; just because they’re not exact copies of the old character’s doesn’t mean that they can’t have the same ending. Also, old interviews called Lucas “Riley’s Topanga,” so while together they might not have a Cory and Topanga love story, Lucas could still fill that role in Riley’s live of being her true love. (Although who knows what will happen; Riley could end up with Zay or Farkle or Maya and I’d still be happy. Really the only two couple dynamics I don’t enjoy at all are Lucas/Maya and Riley/Charlie).

Also I’m rambling but LAST THING is that I really would like to know where Josh fits into all of this. No one thought to mention Josh in the Texas episodes at all; if I had been Riley, the second thing I would have said after “You like him?” would have been “What about Josh?” I’m looking forward to seeing him back in the New Year’s and Graduation episodes, because I’ve always been excited to see Maya play the long game with him and watch them get closer as friends only to ultimately end up together when she’s old enough. That’s the story I want to see; Maya and Josh, Riley and Lucas. Not Lucas and Maya, I just found their campfire scene so awkward and forced. I thought maybe once I saw them try to be a couple I’d like them more, but they’re “a couple” now and I like them even less, if that’s possible.

TLDR; Why bother with the brother comment if no one sees Lucas as a brother? After Texas I think Maya sees him that way and just isn’t used to caring about people so is confusing it with romantic feelings. I still believe in Rucas. Also I WANT TO SEE JOSH AGAIN. 

kngfishergrl  asked:

I've been seeing a lot of meta saying that there's been foreshadowing regarding Lucifer's return. If the writers do bring him back, what direction do you believe they'll take the character? I'm hoping they don't make him the Big Bad, bc that 's gonna be S5 all over again, anyhows he and Michael ought to have at least screamed each other hoarse about their issues while locked up down under. What say you?

tbh I wouldn’t be at all surprised if Sam ends up being the one to finally take Lucifer out. But while my objective side acknowledges the narrative justice, my Samifer shipper heart is screaming in agony at the very thought of it.

I’m gonna start off here by adding more rambling about that foreshadowing, since I haven’t done much else but flail incoherently about it til now. Somewhere or ‘nother at the beginning of his run Carver said outright that the archangels’-true-vessels plotline had been wrapped up and wouldn’t be revisited. References to Michael and Lucifer have been scant in the Carver Era but objectively speaking I have to allow that’s fair. Kind of a sore subject, other things on their mind, etc etc. Still, they have come up, increasingly so (yet still sparingly) since Cain’s introduction.

I don’t like to speculate too much about which direction Show will go (who’s still sore that there was no Camp Chitaqua last year? THIS GUY) but they’re setting up an inevitability here just as they did with Dean’s descent into demonhood.

The King of Hell can’t remove the Mark of Cain. Neither Castiel with his fading Grace nor Metatron with all his knowledge can remove it. The Men of Letters, symbolically the crown jewel of humanity’s knowledge of the supernatural, have no lore to remove it. So neither Hell nor Heaven nor Earth can get Dean out of what he’s gotten himself into – yet there is a way.

There’s been a lot of talk from TPTB about Sam going “darker and darker” to try to help his brother, even as Dean descends into a similar darkness, and now even a blurb that someone from Sam’s past will make a comeback (which is generally never a good thing lbh). “The river ends at its source” is the only reliable clue we have about a solution, and to me at least its meaning is clear as glass: only the source of the Mark – Lucifer – can remove it.

It also brings to mind the prophecy Castiel cited in 4.16: The righteous man who begins it is the only one who can finish it.

To be honest I don’t think they will make him the Big Bad again. They’ve already done that ~1.5 times. What would make more sense at this point would be to treat him like they do Death: there just long enough to make it clear that he’s ancient and powerful beyond comprehension and rightly fucking terrifying, thus drilling home how desperate and severe the situation is that reaching out to him is the only remaining recourse.

The big trick is, they can’t risk popping him loose, now can they? Though I’m not sure how much he’d be able to do from the Cage in the first place. It took one Hell of a ritual, involving mass murder of innocents and desecration of holy ground, for Azazel to even establish a brief two-way communication. There is another way I can think of, but I have my doubts that they’d go that direction….

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