also sorry for the weird salute

anonymous asked:

"meet in a paintball battle"? please :) also sorry for the many prompts , hope you don't mind - s.

The splatter of paint hit Clarke in the chest.

The breath in her lungs flew out of her with a whoompf and she cursed.

She thought she’d been safe in this hidden corner but apparently not.

Her attacker saluted her, a cocky grin on his face before turning and disappearing around a corner.  Clarke grumbled, shouldered her gun, and followed.

Paintball had been Raven’s idea.  Of course.  Because this kind of weird shit was always Raven’s idea.

It wasn’t that Clarke wasn’t having a good time because she (kind of) was.  But that didn’t mean she couldn’t think of better ways to spend her Saturday afternoon than be shot at by strangers with terrible aim.

Though that last guy hadn’t had terrible aim.  Clarke looked down at the giant blue splotch across her chest.  Not bad at all.

And attractive, she begrudgingly allowed herself to think.

This was why she didn’t usually leave the house and why she always turned down Raven’s “group bonding activities.”  Because the last time she’d tagged along on one she’d met Lexa, and God help her she didn’t even want to think about how ugly that ended.

And now here she was again, pining after some random stranger she didn’t even know who had hit her in the chest with a paintball.  She really had to re-evaluate her priorities.

Though okay, maybe pining wasn’t the right word.  She was intrigued.  Let’s go with intrigued.

And there he was, talking to a shorter brunette she’d noticed earlier, who was practically covered in red paint (clearly not a good shot, Clarke thought wryly), his gun slung over his shoulder.  The perfect position of vulnerability.

Clarke lifted her gun.

And shot him right in the middle of the back.

She had just the shortest of moments to congratulate herself before he was spinning around, looking enraged.  She couldn’t help but smile and wave her fingers at him as his eyes narrowed and the girl next to him burst into laughter.

Clarke just barely heard him mutter, “Not funny, O,” before he was stalking towards her, a frown etched so deeply into his face that she wondered if he would ever be able to make another facial expression.

“Do you take pride in shooting innocent players while they’re trying to have a conversation with their sister?” he asked when they were only a few feet apart, voice cross.

And he had a nice voice, too, Clarke thought.  This was just shaping up to be better and better.  Or worse and worse, that pesky voice in the back of her head contributed.

Clarke wasn’t going to listen to that voice.

“You are the one who attacked me earlier.  So the way I see it, you started it.”

“Oh, yeah?” he asked, the cross expression melting away in favor of a crooked smile that revealed far-too-straight teeth.

“Yeah,” she confirmed, feeling her own smile tug at her lips.

“Bellamy,” he said, holding out a hand.

“Clarke,” she replied, shaking it.

Simultaneous bursts of paint colored their shirts as they stared at each other, mouths open, aghast.

“Now I have to take you to dinner,” Bellamy said in a rush at the same time that Clarke said, “I need your phone number.”

Clarke grinned and Bellamy returned it with equal vigor.  Maybe she’d actually be thanking Raven for this particular group outing later.

The “too provocative” comments have me absolutely steaming but nothing pisses me off more than this new girl band on the X-Factor who said they want to be “cool and edgy with the harmonies rather than that sexiness that (LM) is kind of asking for” SORRY?!?!?! Have you heard their harmonies??!?!?! In the first week on X Factor their harmonies were slaying yours let alone 5 years into their insanely accomplished career so please don’t make comments like that unless you’re ready to back them up. Also, yeah they’ve been dressing a little sexier since Get Weird but that is in NO WAY how they got to where they are today and it kind of disgusts me that (maybe without meaning to) that is what this girl is insinuating. They wore BLAZERS AND BAGGY PANTS throughout the Salute Era and lets not even mention what they wore on X Factor (because those were dark times in LM style) and made them look like asexual creatures tbh. 

Here’s some exclusive photographic evidence of the girls neglecting their harmonies and using sex to build their career:

omg shield my eyes Jade’s shoulders are showing and BELLYBUTTONS?!?! Also Perrie’s head is showing welp way too sexy for me 

Call the cops Leigh’s leg has escaped the confines of her dress and Perrie’s ankles are showing what will the town elders think??

Well their thighs are exposed time to call it quits on their voices because why listen when SKIN IS SHOWING?!?!

And now they look hotter than they ever have and are confident in their bodies and it is AMAZING. I’m not gonna pretend that if I was that hot and talented I wouldn’t be out there naked (like they honestly look covered up to me??) and even if they were out there naked IT’S NONE OF OUR BUSINESS!! They look fantastic, they sound fantastic, they are happy, they are in their mid-twenties so sit back, relax, and watch them take over the world because they don’t give a shit about what any y’all say. 

anonymous asked:

Question: are you planning on going to the SPN con in Pittsburgh in July?

I WOULD REALLY REALLY LOVE TO

ever since i found out about the incredible roomies i could have there, i’ve been asking myself if i could pull it off

chances are no as of right now, unfortunately. unless something big and crazy comes my way that can sustain me better than my job, salute to spn cons in june/july would be super tough for me to get to with my prior commitments in other places!

next con i’ll be at should be destielcon, and then after that will be minncon! ♥ i’m also doing my best to make it out to LA for the swain show in june!

Anonymous said:

It’s a little weird listening to Louden Swain while reading your last few posts with the Chuck comics… i just…. i don’t know. It’s like I can hear his voice in my head…. …. im sorry, that was a horrible joke.

*tinyhand finger guns*