and i liked susan's 'of course'

Ride - Bucky Barnes

Request: Can I please V-Day smut with Bucky? Bucky, stolen bouquet of roses and a kiss… and that’s all I want for Valentine’s Day :D ((Anon))

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Smut. Thigh-riding. Dirty talk.

A/n: I’m a slut for thigh-riding.

Originally posted by rohgers

You were sitting on the small couch of yours and Bucky’s apartment. It was in New York, and front his high up you could barely hear the traffic below. But you were starting to worry, Bucky hadn’t been home all day, which you hadn’t worried about at first; he said he was going to have lunch with Steve, which you were always fine with, but when he wasn’t home around three you got anxious.

Now it was eight at night, and Bucky still wasn’t home. You were pacing, running your hands through your hair and glancing out the window every other minute. The door clicks open and you spin around, running down the hall and hugging him.

“I got worried when you didn’t come home.” He presses a kiss to your cheek as you pull away and reveals from behind his back a bouquet of roses.

“They’re beautiful.” You take them from him staring down at the white and black roses. You never really did like the color red, too much to do with Hydra.

“I had to find the most beautiful roses for the prettiest woman in the world.” You blush, looking up to him and smiling.

“Let me go find a vase.” You walk quickly into the kitchen, and fish a vase from the bottom shelf of your lazy susan.

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I start my new job today March 27th, 2017 after wrongful termination from my previous job March 1st, 2017. I went through something very traumatic, I had never lost a job before. Not only that, I had never had to make sure I could pay my bills and slip by on skipping out on meals or so. Never before. I struggled night and day trying to find a profession. I had numerous interviews, I had no luck in call backs that were good news. I was defeated and disappointed because now I needed a job, instead of just wanting one for my own income. I have bills to manage and keep up with. I didn’t have a choice to be lazy. Thankfully I am not out on my own, my parents kept telling me to take it easy but me being myself, that wasn’t happening.
I kept that job on my resume to prove I had experience in jobs I was applying for and despite the wrongful termination, I allowed those jobs to contact for proof of work experience. This was a life lesson for me; anything at any point can happen. Your parents and teachers inform you of that throughout your entire life, but they don’t discuss how realistic it is in adulthood when you not only can “expect the unexpected” but you can damn well sure to be terrified when the “unexpected” could very well send you into mental breakdowns. On my resume I had certification for the jobs I was applying for, hours I put into making damn sure I could use those later in life for these purposes. I was rejected. Because Susan was fifty with twenty years of experience while I was twenty with four years of experience. Of course with odds like that you’re going to lose. And that breaks your heart, how could you lose like that? So once again, I was defeated. Then I ran across this post that @kimreesesdaughter posted about how to finesse an interview and how to “bone up” on your resume. It was a blessing because I took the advice. On that same post @dickprintbandit commented telling people she could finesse resumes and fix them up for you. I decided that I needed some help, so I called to her. She not only fixed my resume for me, she gave me life tips and pointers for even if you have all the experience in the world, an employer will still doubt your abilities. I didn’t lose hope thanks to her. She fixed my resume, made it more than just professional and presentable, she made it my own and it is heart warming to inform people of this, of how she helped me land the best job I get to start today. My dream job.
If you’re struggling with a resume or how to finesse an interview I highly recommend @dickprintbandit because she was more than a blessing for me, she became a long time friend. She will make your resume the experience they are looking for and will boost your confidence with it too. She does them for no cost, although I say give her a follow and a shoutout once she turns your life around for you. My resume helped land me a job before the month ended, meaning I can continue my career without a break in cycle. I can pay my bills and also have fun at my new job and my world is coming back together again thanks to her help. I cannot say thank you enough to her.
She’s also a great listener and has wonderful advice. Please consider her if you need help, she’s quite a joy.

When Edmund realizes he’s in love with you

Originally posted by evennstars

  • He probably realizes he’s in love with you when you pull a prank on him that he completely falls for
  • And he’s like, “Aslan, I love her”

  • The words just leave his lips and he’s surprised

  • He’ll go tell Lucy about it first

  • And then Lucy would freak out and shout, “I knew it! You love Y/N!”

  • Then Ed would have to tell her to shut up because you might hear

  • Then Lucy would run off to tell Peter and Susan obviously

  • Susan would send a knowing smile towards Ed and Peter would smirk at him

  • Of course, it didn’t take long for you to find out Ed loves you

  • Because how couldn’t you when they tease you every time they see the two of you together

  • You and Edmund went out for a ride and when you both took a break you confronted him about it

  • And he’s stuttering and rambling

  • “I…uh, yeah” “I mean, you’re so beautiful,” “And I just…I can’t not love you” “But that doesn’t mean you have to love me, I mean if you do, that would be great—“

  • And you cutting him off when you pull him in for a kiss

  • “Shut up, Ed.”

  • When you pull away, he’s blushing

  • He’s blushing and stuttering but he somehow still has the courage to say, “Make me.”

  • So you kiss him again and just when things start to get pretty heated, Phillip decides to interrupt the both of you

  • “Your Majesty, Lady Y/N, as much as I love seeing you two finally admit your feelings for each other and kiss, I would appreciate it if you did it behind closed doors.”

  • So you were forced to pull away and you both end up blushing hard as Phillip and your horse laughed—or like neighed, idk.

  • “I love you, Y/N.”

  • “I love you too, Ed.”

  • “Your Majesty, Lady Y/N—“

  • “Phillip!”

  • “I’m sorry, Your Majesty”
Unfriendly Competition // Min Yoongi


the prompt: I’ve been thinking lately about dragons;; Could I request a Dragon Tamer!AU with Yoongi of BTS? Where you two are both dragon-tamers in training (like you’re both students under the same master, kind of thing?) and you two have a very intense rivalry that’s literally all pent up romantic tension but of course neither of you realize it~ So you’re constantly teasing and trying to one-up each other, but things go too far when one of the baby dragons gets hurt?? And in nursing it back to health you two grow closer, and start to realize that you don’t hate each other as much as you thought… and actually might even like each other??

words: 3682

category: fluff!!

author note: i had fun writing this!! your requests are always fun to write tbh. i hope everyone enjoys this! (also, i made the flame dragon’s name susan because dan and phil okay bye)

- destinee

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spockoandjimjim  asked:

Bad bob in absolute tears as he carries jacks chuppah down the aisle along with shitty, tater and ransom

dont do this to me i HAVE EMOTIONS

the amount of PLANNING that goes into the wedding smh bc of course alicia and bob are like susan, coach, we love u  but… jewish wedding and the southern, religious ass bittles are like LISTEN YOU KNOW WE LOVE YOU BUT UM 

it takes some TIME to come to some compromises holy hell

my thoughts on 5x16

I haven’t been around for the last few episodes so I sorta missed doing my standard bullet point list. So let’s do that again, shall we?

  • I have PTSD from Oliver on snowy mountains. 
  • I feel like the stuff Talia told Oliver should be shocking but it’s not shocking. Thanks, spoilers!
  • Oliver going directly to confront Adrian is kinda hot and amazing. 
  • Now that you mention it Adrian, he DOES look tired. Are you getting sleep, Oliver?
  • Felicity touring Helix is interesting but I just feel “doom doom DOOM!” with every footfall. 
  • I don’t like Helix. I don’t like the Helix girl (I can never remember her name). I’m the physical representation of this emoji: 🙅
  • Adrian being super creepy is super working for me. I was concerned about him as Prometheus before but my fears have been assuaged. 
  • Nope, still don’t give a rats ass about Snoozan. 
  • Did it literally take Oliver a whole week to realize she was kidnapped? They can’t still be together, can they? He would have known, right?
  • Oliver concerned about where Felicity is is my jam. 
  • Watching Oliver spin his wheels during this episode is also my jam.
  • He makes a lot of stupid decisions tho. Namely: going to Adrian’s house. Also: bringing Doris to the confrontation at the end. 
  • Soon as she showed up I KNEW Adrian was gonna kill her. I thought he’d snap her neck but he went for the knife in the gut. Eh, it works. 
  • When Felicity DOES show up in the bunker, Oliver asks to speak to her alone. 
  • Felicity says she likes to get her tongue lashings in private and I immediately burst into flames. Why do I let them do this to me. 
  • Oliver’s worried about her. HER. He knows she’s hiding something and he’s concerned about it. He radiates concern. It’s beautiful. 
  • Felicity gets that but she wants to keep hiding the Helix thing so she basically says “let’s put a pin in this for now”. 
  • She asks him to trust her and he does readily and I am SO LOVING the shoes being on the other feet. 
  • Adrian’s name is Simon. Meh. I’m gonna keep calling him Adrian until they tell me to stop. 
  • Felicity goes to Helix for help in finding Susan and they want tit for tat which is so very Bratva. I love it. So Felicity does illegal things and Curtis gets scandalized like a little old lady. 
  • There’s a lot of taunting about Oliver killing Adrian in this episode. Which of course means he won’t kill him. He can’t. This season is showing that all these problems, even TALIA, is because he’s killed. Makes sense the answer is: stop killing. 
  • The pep talk from Dig was glorious and I need about 500% more of those in the coming weeks. 
  • Oliver is worried he’s a monster. Dig is showing him how to hold onto his humanity. This will be key, I feel. 
  • I also see more seeds of Oliver merging his personas and coming out as the Green Arrow being sown. 
  • Oliver barely glances at Susan after he frees her. So much warmth. So much affection. So much for him giving more than the bare minimum shit for her. 
  • Stupid decision #3 (there’s probably more in this ep but work with me): not realizing that Susan was just bait to draw him in so Talia and Adrian could kidnap Oliver. LE SIGH. 
  • Felicity being willing to burn the world to find Oliver and get him back is SO VERY MUCH MY JAM. 
  • Next week is gonna be rough but I’m also kind of excited for it. What a crazy way to feel. Welcome back, Arrow. We’ve missed you.
the destruction of hillary clinton

ok first of all i want to start off by saying, i actually really genuinely enjoyed this book. it’s about 270 pages, so it’s a fairy light and easy read. it took me a few weeks to finish though because i just didn’t have any time to read it in one sitting. but besides that, i really like susan bordo’s writing style, i read one of her other books (’unbearable weight’ in one of women & gender studies classes) a few years ago. the book focuses primarily on the 2016 election (written from a feminist perspective) and that factors that inevitably went in to hillary losing an election that was considered unlosable. she breaks it down into the merciless right wing attacks, the left becoming susceptible to believing those attacks, the younger generation of voters who considered the two candidates to be equally as bad and thus became apathetic, and of course the media. in the intro susan explains, “it’s a central premise of this book that the hillary clinton who was defeated in the 2016 election was, indeed, not a real person at all, but a caricature forged out of the stew of unexamined sexism, unprincipled partisanship, irresponsible politics, and a mass media too absorbed in optics to pay enough attention to separating facts from rumors, lies, and speculation.“ i know there’s several op-eds and think pieces already out there on the hillary double standard and specifically sexism in politics (sady doyle is probably my favorite author for that, you should check out her trainwreck series on hrc- it’s a good read as well!) but this book in particular was incredibly insightful and interesting considering it only came out a few months after the election. she was able to take all the factors that we speculated went into hrc’s loss and her unlikable/untrustworthy narrative and have it all make sense in terms of her eventual defeat. the book also serves as a sort of cautionary tale that will hopefully make voters aware of the forces that went into hillary’s loss and that those forces don’t repeat themselves with any future female candidates. it’s definitely worth reading!

“What is this?”


“I can see that Oliver but why did you make it down here in the bunker?”

“I wanted to say thank you.”


“Don’t say I didn’t have to.”

“You really didn’t”

“Felicity once again you proved to be much smarter than me and you literally saved my life and only thanks to you we have beaten Prometheus so yes I had to and mostly I wanted to.”

“Okay, thank you.”

“Let’s sit.”

“I can see you made my favourite dish.”

“Of course.”


“There is something else I would like to talk about.”

“I knew this was just a bait.”


“I like when you say my name like that.”

“You know lately I have said a lot of things.”

“I was aware.”

“I thought that by putting on that hood I lost any chance at having normal life and normal relationship.”


“I broke up with Susan believing it was for her own good but in reality…when I thought about my life and person I could risk all of this for I didn’t see her. I saw you.”


“I know I ask for a lot. I am incredibly stubborn and I make a lot of mistakes and being with me puts you in so much danger but…I can’t imagine my life without you anymore and I don’t want to.”


“I am risking a lot I know but you are worth it Felicity, you are worth everything and if you won’t have me…”

“You big idiot.”


“I have never stopped loving you.”


“I told you that many times before my life my choice.”

“Felicity are you…”

“Deeply and completely in love with you? Yes.”

“I can’t believe it.”

“You better do because it’s true.”

“I promise you I will do better this time, no secrets.”

“I know hon.”

“What are you doing?”

“As good this dinner is looking I am taking you home.”


“I’ve missed you Oliver.”

“I’ve missed you too.”


“Felicity one more thing.”


“I love you.”

“I know.”

You know what I really love about Steven’s introductions to new companions? He doesn’t forget the old ones. It’s not like the Doctor just moves on and starts picking up companions because they’re clever and fun and he needs them. Nope. He gives the Doctor a reason to move on, and it’s always tied to the memory of the previous companion. 

When 11 met Clara, it was her use of the word “Pond” that made the Doctor leave his cloud. When 12 met Bill, it was her “Imagine” how you’d feel if someone wiped your memory that moved the Doctor. I like this a lot. That his lost companions are saving him one last time. 

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Going to the Women’s March on Washington with Harry Imagine

Or when Harry fangirls over feminist icons and chants feminist chants…

“You sure you’re going to be alright going to this?” you fidget with the zipper of your puffy winter jacket, zipping it up and down. “It’s just they’re predicting there will be nearly half a million people there.”

Harry puts his hand on yours, stopping your fidgeting. “I’ll be fine, it’s an important day, it’s an important issue, it’s important that I’m there.”

You look up at him and smile. Sometimes you can’t believe how lucky you are to love someone like him and have him love you back just as much and sometimes more.

Harry glanced down at his watch. “C’mon then, grab your sign, I don’t want to miss anything,” he gently taps your bum as you walk away to grab your sign. The night before you both had stayed up late, sharing a bottle of cabernet and painting your sign. You were quite proud.

“Trans rights = lgbtq rights = black rights = muslim rights = immigrant’s rights = women’s rights = human rights,” the sign said. Harry had contributed by drawing on hearts and inclusive gender signs inside flowers.

You hold the sign up above your head and smile wide at Harry as you walk towards him at the door.

“Utter perfection,” Harry murmurs, pulling his phone from the back pocket of his skinny black jeans. You start to bring your arms down to get ready to go. “Nuh uh, let me get a picture of ya like that, this is history I need to preserve.”

You roll your eyes but lift the sign back up and smile.

“Got it,” Harry pushes his phone back into his pocket and zips his coat up, pulling his hoodie up and sunglasses onto his face. “Can you tell I’m Harry Styles?” he laughs.

“Not at all,” you lie, bopping him on the nose. “Let’s go then,” you say, walking out the door and waiting for Harry to follow so you can lock the door to the flat.

You take the metro to the mall, the car nearly completely packed with women in pink hats. Harry stands close behind you as you both hold tightly to the metal pole in the aisle, every once in awhile he tugs on your braids beneath your black baseball cap and chuckles, knowing how much it annoys you.

You step out of the train and are immediately overwhelmed by the size of the crowd. Then Harry grabs your hand and your anxiety lessens immediately. You both exit the station and follow the stream of people towards the museums and the crowds.

You’re a few blocks from the metro station when you hear it. “Oh my god, that’s Harry Styles, Susan, That’s Harry,” a younger girl with a bright pink hat on screeched at her friend. They immediately approach you and you feel Harry’s hand tighten around yours.

“Hey there,” he smiles down at them. “I like your sign,” he points to the ‘women of color matter’ sign in one of their hands.

They both look at him in awe. “Can we please take a picture with you and our signs?”

“Of course,” he smiles brightly, then turns to you with an apologetic look. But you’re used to it and honestly don’t mind. Harry’s fans have never been rude to you, at least in person. Twitter is a completely different beast.

You take the iPhone from the girls with a smile and step back to fit them all in the shot. Harry flips off his sunglasses and puts up a peace sign as the girls beam and hold the signs in front of them. You take four pictures and have to admit they are adorable. You hand the phone back to the girls and step back into place tucked into Harry’s side.

“Thank you so much Harry, we’re so happy you’re here!” they grin.

“It’s an important cause, women’s rights are human rights,” he smiles. The girls grin even wider and run off. “I’m going to tie my hoodie a little bit tighter,” Harry mutters to you and you giggle, it’s impossible for him to disguise himself, especially with those curls poking out of his hood.

“C’mon, the speakers are starting soon,” you skip ahead of him, catching up to the crowds before coming to a stop next to the Vice TV bus. Harry chases after you, coming up behind you and grabbing you by the waist hoisting you in the air for a brief second forcing a rather high pitched screech from your mouth.

You keep walking until the crowd comes to a standstill. You’re next to a big screen but not close enough to see the actual stage. Harry stands behind you as the crowd tightens around the two of you, his feet on either side of yours.

Throughout the speakers you hold the sign high above your head and chant along with the crowd. Every once in awhile your arms get tired and the sign falls back and hits Harry in the head, making you giggle and Harry whine.

“It’s Angela Davis,” Harry gasped suddenly as a new speaker came on screen. “Holy fuck,” you look back at him and his look of awe and can’t help but grab his cheeks and kiss him hard.

“Black lives matter,” he shouts even louder than you.

“Say his name,” he yells passionately as Janelle Monae and the mothers of the slain boys perform and say their names. You even see a tear drip down his cheek as your own eyes water.

When the speeches seem to be coming to an end and the crowd turns to march to the White House, Harry grabs your waist and mutters in your ear, “we just witnessed history, I’m so glad I experienced it with you.”

After marching to the White House and screaming at the top of your lungs you are completely exhausted. You drop your head onto Harry’s shoulder and he carries the sign as you walk towards the nearest metro station.

Once you’re back to your Airbnb, you both crash onto the couch, nearly instantly falling asleep your head tucked into his shoulder and a big smile on your face.

anonymous asked:

Peet has a pretty negative opinion of Amethyst in general if you watch some of her videos; mostly she doesn't find self esteem issues very compelling and sees Amethyst's weaknesses as stemming from her own laziness.

I got that vibe before when she talked about pacing, airing, updates and keeping your channels content fresh and I just sat there thinking about that “Not everyone is neurotypical, Susan!” cake. She is entirely right of course, as this is a grander scheme of things with entire organisations, but if in micro-view she dislikes Amy too for being “lazy”…we are getting to some point I am pretty sure she thinks of people who deal with issues as “lazy”.
And then actually have a joyful face about beating her up like ummmm

But she got going for her she addresses some good shit and I’ve heard she is pretty alone in that. I mean Bismuth. But alas, zit. No bud of mine.

Felicity x Dinah x Thea (mentions of olicity) || ao3 || teen || light angst || 1476 || more fics

summary: prompt: the ladies of team arrow seek revenge against Susan Williams (thank you, @blackcanarydinah)
a/n: happy birthday bb!! i hope you enjoy (: 

p.s - the c-word gets dropped once in this fic. idk i know some people don’t like that word so i thought i would warn

Normally, Felicity wasn’t the type to get her hands dirty. She didn’t mind being on the field of course; she did it when she had to. And right now she definitely had to. It wasn’t technically a mission. Not one that Oliver had given a stamp of approval on. Well, he can’t approve something he doesn’t know about. That was beside the point. What she was doing was important. What she, Thea, and Dinah were doing was important.

“The alarm has been disabled,” she whispered, “And security cameras are offline.”

The three of them walked right into Susan Williams’ apartment building without a problem. She was able to find the exact room with just as much ease. The place was nice. A lot nicer than the average local news reporter would be able to afford.

“You sure you still wanna do this, babe?” Dinah asked.

Felicity nodded, “I need to,” she said, “Oliver would do the same for any of us.”

Dinah couldn’t argue with that. She might not have been on the team for very long, but she already fit well. The other woman got along with everyone on the team and was protective of her and Thea.

“Alright, let’s do this,” Dinah nodded to the door.

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captainjeclid  asked:

1/2 Vasquez hc: she's been happily partnered this whole time and when Alex starts at the DEO she goes home and is like, 'good news there's another lesbian at work.' then she tries talking to Alex about gay stuff and realizes HOLY SHIT she's so un-self aware that she doesn't know she's gay. when Kara shows up she's like, 'don't know if this one's gay or not gonna find out' and as time goes on she watches Maggie change Alex's life and then Kara's like 'I looked in Lena' eyes she's innocent' and

2/2 Vasquez is in the background texting her partner like ‘good news Little Danvers is bi you called it babe’             

I am totally here for Vasquez back story!! especially happily in love Vasquez!! can you imagine all of the crazy stories she came home with in season 1? all of the times Alex was just so GAY and didn’t even realize! you know when she got back from all of those shit dates with Maxwell Lord she went and bitched to Vasquez and Vasquez was just like “Oh my god how does she still not realize?!” and when Alex finally DOES realize she comes gushing to Vasquez and of course Susan is just “oh yeah, I knew. I’m glad you finally came to terms with it! Hey our softball league needs a new short stop - do you happen to play?”

And that’s the story of how Alex gets an instant gay support system in Vasquez and how she works on getting through the whole ‘Maggie doesn’t like me like that’.

And then of course she introduces Kara to her new friends and they all hit it off, but Kara has to leave for something and Mrs Vasquez is just like ‘she’s totally bi and doesn’t know it yet.’ And everyone else is kinda like maybe?? I dunno.

BUT then one day Lena is at said gathering of lesbians (for obvious reasons) and Kara shows up and everyone is like ‘ohhhh I totally see it, definitely bi!’ and they encourage Lena to go for it and that’s how little baby gay CEO gets the courage to go after everyone’s favorite bi superhero!

tl;dr - Vasquez and her partner have excellent gaydar and they are top notch matchmakers. also they play on a softball team because can you imagine Alex Danvers in a baseball hat and playing short stop while Maggie cheers her on from the bleachers? Because I can and it’s adorable!

Caspian x Reader - Won’t Miss This Chance

Request: Caspian x reader where they meet when she & the Pevensies return and he falls in love with her. She has to go back to our world, but comes back with Lucy and Ed on the Dawn Treader. He finally confesses his feelings, she stays and they get married :)

Caspian x Reader - Won’t Miss This Chance
Setting: PC then VDT
Contains: Variations of PC and VDT so it doesn’t follow the movie exactly. That way, it doesn’t end up being like those fanfictions where the main character (or the reader in this case) takes the best lines. Cus personally, those ff got super boring whenever I read them.
Word Count: 1782

Enjoy! I got sorta lazy/didn’t know how to write the ending so I hope you guys are fine with all of this.

Your name: submit What is this?

“Is this… Narnia?” (Y/n) asked as she looked at her surroundings on the beach. The Pevensies stopped splashing water around and looked at their friend who entered Narnia for the first time. Susan had told her of the stories and the others told theirs. (Y/n) was honored that they had picked her to tell the stories. Lucky them, she believed it. Of course, (Y/n) will always believe Susan, she was her best friend after all.

“It should be,” Peter replied. (Y/n) slowly started to grin then she jumped into the water with the Pevensies.

“This is great! I never thought I would make it to Narnia with you guys,” (Y/n) started to splash her friends. 

“Well, if that’s the case that means Aslan needs us here,” Lucy told her. (Y/n) looked at her. She heard all about Aslan and each and every time they mentioned him all her worries disappeared. She felt like how she did when she found out she was going to study abroad at England. But ten times better. 

“But why?” Edmund asked. 

“I think we’ll found out sooner or later, look.” Susan pointed up on top of the hill where ruins were. 

“Were there ruins in Narnia?” Edmund looked at his siblings. They all exchanged a look and then got out of the water to go explore and discover where they were in Narnia.

“I am Prince Caspian the Tenth,” the long haired boy spoke out proudly. “Who are you?” 

“Peter, High King Peter of Narnia,” Peter answered. Caspian was taken aback. The horn had called the Kings and Queens of Old. He looked at them all but grew confused when he saw someone he didn’t recognize from the stories. Yet, at that moment he grew attracted to her. 

“But who are you? I only remember two Kings and two Queens,” Caspian motioned towards (Y/n). He would have remembered someone as beautiful as her in the stories. 

“(Y/n). (Y/n) (L/n) friend of the Kings and Queens,” (Y/n) answered. Caspian was completely transfixed by her voice. It was loud yet graceful. Commanding yet gentle. Almost everything about her was the definition of beauty. He just couldn’t wait to get to know her. 

Time seems to go by really fast when you’re having fun. And that’s what (Y/n) was having, fun! With the Narnian air working on her the moment she entered Narnia, a lot like the Pevensies, she grew much braver, stronger, and skillful in fighting. Which certainly caught the eyes of a certain Prince. 

But of course, all good things must come to an end and that was what happened, an end. 

“I’m afraid this is where we leave,” Peter said to all of us. He looked at the tree that teleported three people not that long ago then back at us. “Back to England.” 

“What?” (Y/n) was barely able to breath out. “But, the stories you told me. Can’t we stay a bit longer?” Her eyes started to water a bit. 

“Would we ever come back?” Lucy asked. 

“You guys are,” Peter motioned to (Y/n), Lucy, and Edmund. 

“We’re not,” Susan finished. She had the saddest smile on her face. Right when she got used to living in Narnia once more, it got snatched away. 

“But, I’m the same age as you Susan, why do I get to come back?” (Y/n) questioned. Aslan, who was sitting down and facing them, spoke up.

“It is because you still have a lot to learn, they have learned what they can here in Narnia. Now it’s time they learn things in your world.” (Y/n) nodded in understanding. It was in that moment when they all went to say their goodbyes. (Y/n) walked up to Caspian and they stood in front of each other before enveloping each other in a hug. 

The five started to walk towards the tree and Caspian finally mustered up all the courage he could gather.

“Wait- (Y/n)!” He tried to reach out towards (Y/n) but it was too late. They were long gone. 

Aslan walked up beside Caspian and looked up at him, “Don’t fret, dear one. You will see her again.” A lonely tear ran down Caspian’s face before he quickly wiped it away. 

Three years passed in Narnia. Only one had passed for (Y/n). Edmund and Lucy were at their cousin’s house for the summer in Cambridge. (Y/n) lived with her family. Though, one day (Y/n)’s family decided to pop into Cambridge for some family matters. (Y/n) took this chance to go visit Edmund and Lucy.

“Uncle Harold, I bought all of what we could but they didn’t have carrots again,” Lucy carried the bag into the house with Edmund and (Y/n) following from behind. “I also hope you don’t mind that a friend of ours can come over for a bit.” (Y/n) stood there awkwardly staring at the man who was reading a newspaper but didn’t pay any attention towards the three kids. Edmund, who disliked his cousin, Eustace, and Aunt and Uncle strongly, stuck out his tongue at him. 

“Father, Edmund’s making faces at you!” A voice from the stairs yelled. (Y/n) spun around and before she knew it, Edmund chased the poor kid. (Y/n) stared at Eustace then looked back at Lucy. 

“I’m sorry,” Lucy said then she went off to start putting the groceries away. “You can stay in my room a bit, up the stairs and the third door on the right.” 

“Thanks, Lu,” (Y/n) went up the stairs and then walked into Lu’s room. She saw a painting hanging on the wall and she slowly walked up towards it. 

“It’s very Narnian looking isn’t it?” (Y/n) jumped but realized it was just Edmund. 

“Yes… I miss it a lot,” (Y/n) reached out towards the painting and stroked the ship that was drawn on it. 

“Edmund, (Y/n)! We got a letter from Susan!” Lucy ran into the room and then sat on her bed. Edmund sat down next to it. The two Pevensies continued to read it but (Y/n) continued to stare at the picture thinking about Caspian. 

“When do you think we’ll get back?” (Y/n) turned around to face her friends. “To Narnia, I mean.” 

“There was once three kids who wasted their time believing in old Narnia nursery rhymes,” Eustace came in from the door. (Y/n) ended up glaring at him, she barely knew him for an hour and she disliked him already. 

“Please let me hit him,” Edmund took a step towards Eustace but Lucy held him back. Eustace, who was obviously scared, tried to seem tough but had taken a step back. Then when he realized Lucy wouldn’t let Edmund hit him he walked towards the painting, lightly shoving (Y/n). 

“What’s so fascinating about this painting anyways? It’s hideous,” Eustace stared at the painting then looked back at the three. 

“If you dislike it so much, why don’t you get out of here,” Edmund spat back. 

“It’s my house, I do as I please,” Eustace said proudly. (Y/n) and Lucy were staring at the picture and they both started to notice that the water is moving. They looked at each other. 

“I-It’s moving!” They both said at the same time. The two tried to get Edmund’s attention but he spent his time going on about how he licked Eustace’s candy. Then finally when the two noticed what was going on, Eustace tried to smash the painting.

“Aslan is that your country?” Reepicheep asked. Lucy, Edmund, Eustace, Caspian, Aslan, Reepicheep, and last of all (Y/n) stared into the wave that seemed to stay still. 

“Yes, it is,” Aslan answered. 

“Well, if that’s the case,” Reep took out his sword and planted it into the ground, “if you may, I’ll lay down my sword and ask if I can enter into your country. It had been my dream to enter your country and see it with my own eyes.” Aslan chuckled and smiled.

“My country was made for noble hearts like yours,” Aslan looked back towards his country and a small boat made for someone the size of Reep sat at the shore. Reepicheep looked up at the magnificent Lion and then back at his dear friends. 

“Your majesty,” Reepicheep bowed towards Lucy. She walked forward and knelt down onto her knees. 

“May I?” (Y/n) smiled. Lucy was asking for a hug, something she always wanted to do since she met Reep.

“I-I suppose. Just this once-oof!” Lucy already bent down to hug him and Reepicheep melted into it. Reep went off to say his goodbyes to Eustace and then went off into Aslan’s Country. 

“It’s time to go home, isn’t it?” Lucy sniffled. “This is our last time here, too.” 

Aslan looked at Lucy sadly and nodded, “By knowing me a little bit here, I hope you learn me a bit more in your world.” 

“Then you’ll come visit us, won’t you?” Lucy asked. 

“I’ll be watching over you, always,” Aslan replied. Lucy gave Aslan a hug.

“It’s time to go Lu,” Edmund tugged on Lucy’s sleeve. Eustace walked up to Aslan and the same with (Y/n). 

“What of me?” Eustace questioned. 

“Narnia may have need of you yet,” Aslan answered. “And you, (Y/n), must stay. Caspian?” Aslan looked over at Caspian and he immediately walked over towards (Y/n). 

“I’m not going to miss my chance like I did last time, stay here with me in Narnia and be my queen,” Caspian almost demanded. (Y/n) had tears start to run down her face and she looked over at her friends. They smiled but their eyes showed sadness. They nodded, telling her to stay. 

“Yes, I-I’ll stay with you,” Caspian immediately kissed her there and then. When they broke apart they all said their goodbyes towards each other. 

“Tell Susan and Peter goodbye for me. And that I love all of you,” (Y/n) was sobbing as she hugged Lucy, Edmund, and Eustace in one group hug. 

“We will,” Lucy too was also crying. They walked into the wave and it closed.

“Aslan, how will my family react?” (Y/n) still looked over at the wave that took her friends back to England. 

“For now, they won’t remember you.” (Y/n) nodded then looked up at Caspian. “It’s time to head back now.” 

(Y/n) grabbed Caspian’s hand and they went back onto the boat. Aslan gave them a current to go back towards the Dawn Treader. When they looked back, he was gone. 

anonymous asked:

Can you do headcanons on what the Pevensie siblings would rule like in a modern au?

oooh this is intersting!!! I assume you mean how they would rule if narnia was in the modern times???

  • imagine all of them just juggling college and school and ruling a kingdom at the same time
  • they would travel all over the world in order to attend summits and international conferences
  • they would work very closely with UN, especially Lucy and Susan
  • Lucy is an advocate of animal rights and Susan has very strong views when it comes to equality
  • the Pevensies support and founded a lot of charities and have given a lot of money to different charities
  • but, of course, they are still a normal family
  • some of the only glimpses people get to see of the Pevensie royal family would be from Lucy’s vlogs or Su’s snapchat
  • Edmund is a twitter king and loves to speak his mind in 140 characters or less
  • want to find the best twitter rants and roasts? Ed’s got that covered
  • without a doubt, Peter has the best instagram
  • he is a natural photographer and it all looks so aesthetic
  • they are just your average, normal family who happens to rule a kingdom

Holy angels, in Heaven blessed, 
My spirit longs with thee to rest. 

Think Peter Would Like It? Peter x Reader (Smut)

You could help but smirk when you see the clothing in the store. Of course, Lucy and Susan would tease you about it. I mean the fact that you may or may not be trying to seduce their older brother.
“Oh, I know you are not looking at that.” Lucy said resting her head on your shoulder.
“Think Peter would like it?”
“Ew Ew Ew I don’t want to think about my friend trying to bang my brother. That’s almost as bad as Susan kissing Caspian last time we were there.” Lucy joking smiled.
“Will you let that go? It’s not like I am going to see him again.” Susan said shaking her head. You smirk as you grab the article of clothing, ‘this is going to be a fun night.’ you thought.
Peter was looking over some notes from school. This damn class will be the death of him.
“Hey hon.” You say walking in the room with a hot cup of tea. You place it next to him and wrap your arms around his shoulders and rest your head on his. “Oh God that looks boring, which class?”
“How can this be hard? You ran a whole fricken kingdom.”
“Running Narnia is a lot different, sweetheart.” He took a sip of the tea, “Thanks for the tea. How was shopping with my sisters? How much are we in debt now?”
You playfully smack his head, “I only bought two things, shoes and clothes. Oh I want to show you I’ll be right back.” You ran into the bathroom and changed. When you came back in you adjusted the straps one last time before clearing your throat.
“Oh that looks nice on you.”
“You didn’t even look!”
“Babe honestly you look good in anything-”
“Thank you but trust me your going to like it too.” Peter could hear the playfulness in your voice.
To say his jaw hit the floor when he saw you would be an understatement. You have never seen him move so fast and before you know it his lips are locked on yours. When you break apart you lead him to the bedroom. You can already tell he’s excited and not just because of the tent in his pants. You lay him down on the bed and start making out like two horny teenagers. His hands are all over you back and in your hair. You are running your hands down his chest (Thanking god that he just were pants to bed). Dragging your nails down his abs all the way to his pants. You pull away and just smirk at him as you ghost your hand over his pants. You start kissing his neck while you move your hands to take his pants off. Wrapping your hand around his member you enjoy the string of curse words that come from him. Before he can fully comprehend you slide yourself down. Pure joy rushes through your body as you adjust to his length. When you look at him he is staring at you with lust. He suddenly grabbed your hips and turns over and starts pounding into you before you can say shit. Leaning down by your ear he starts whispering, “God you look so fucking hot. And suprising me like that? You’re just begging to be fucked babe.” You feel him picking up the speedand can barely hold in the loud moan that rips through your voice as both of you cum.
Your phone starts going off you see its a text from Lucy.
“I hope you are happy I just had a nightmare about Peter in that dress you bought :(.” You show Peter the text, he smirks and takes your phone.
“Babe don’t torment your sister.” You say not moving to get your phone back. Instead you crawl up to the pillows and snuggle under the blankets. You hear Peter chuckle as he shows you the phone.
“Lu, I am pretty sure I don’t look half as hot as (y/n) did tonight. ;)”
“Ew Pete Imma need therapy after this.”

insanityclings  asked:

Do you know what I got from the conversation between Oliver and Susan after what should have been them getting closer? Susan pressuring Oliver to tell her his secrets and Oliver refusing, which is interesting because when Felicity asked why Anatoly punched him he doesn't hesitate to tell her.

Yes, yes, yes.

That, to me, just highlighted how painfully obvious it is that Oliver’s heart isn’t in this “relationship.” In theory, based on everything we’ve learned so far about Oliver and his character growth, he could be more willing to open up to her, to letting someone else in. Yes, he acknowledged his past with her and that it happened (which was part of the episode’s lesson - his past happened, he can’t run from it, but it’s within his control to how much he lets it dictate who he is presently), but he’s also learned a lot about the benefits that can come of letting someone behind the walls. He learned that with Felicity in spades and if he was, in fact, trying to move on and move forward, he could have given Susan something. But he didn’t. He gave her nothing. He gave her his penis and while that’s a generous gift, physical pleasure only goes so far. It’s great, but without emotion or anything to tether them together past that, it’s about as long-lasting as ice cream sitting in the sun. (And the gross sticky mess that’s left afterwards is the opposite of appetizing.)

He didn’t let Susan in. 

He didn’t even try.

He didn’t even sleep with her for a long while. 

(Which, yes, on the surface is a great thing for his character, but I think it’s more a physical representation of his not being willing to let her in.)

Can we just, for one second, talk about how all their interactions last night were crafted like they were following an instruction manual? Susan was all ‘what are we even, Oliver, we haven’t slept together and obviously sleeping together is the box to check before we can call each other anything, who gives a fuck about feelings in any capacity.’ And Oliver’s like ‘I want to take things slow and do things right aka I don’t know what I’m doing and I can’t have the woman I want so I shall spend time with you and not pursue any physical intimacy because my heart isn’t in it - and bonus, you provide a mindless distraction and that’s better than nothing’ But then she basically throws a passive aggressive gauntlet down with their not sleeping together status and Oliver, in his somewhat warped twisting of life advice from people around him, takes the lessons he learned in Russia and proceeds to sleep with her because it’s within his power to move on from his past, to not let it define him, and obviously sleeping with this lady is the answer. (I’m ranting nonsensically, my bad.)

It didn’t feel like he wanted to. It felt like it was the next logical step in their relationship, it was his way of actively “moving forward” and putting his past behind him.

This all comes across to me as Oliver trying, though. It’s important, for him. He’s trying to be better, to do better for himself, which is really what his life lesson is. Susan represents someone whom he can share a life with (she isn’t that person, she just represents the idea of it). He needs to nurture the light within himself before can be the true hero who spreads light and safety and salvation and etc. around as the Green Arrow and that includes sharing the burden, letting people in, etc etc etc. He’s trying, which is oodles better than he ever has before, which means he’s Growing and Learning and becoming A Better Version of Himself.

Unfortunately part of him recognizes that he’s trying with the wrong person, which is why he will never let Susan in completely. Ever. Yes, Oliver has just met Susan and it took Oliver years to finally start opening up about some things to Felicity (and Digg), but despite that, there is a comfort and intimacy level that Susan can never reach with him, not like Felicity has. What makes Olicity so goddamn magical is that they started out as two people working a vigilante life who slowly grew into friends, into partners, into best friends and eventually into lovers (like the earth’s crust rocked when they were admitted their love for the other kind of lovers). Oliver and Susan started dating on very strange terms - he’s the mayor with a sketchy and troubled past who is trying to do better and hiding a secret alter ego and she’s the reporter trying to unearth all that sketchy and troubled and alter ego stuff. That shit barely works in romance novels. I would always be wondering if she has something up her sleeve (and I really can’t wait for Oliver to get slapped in the face with this) and for someone who is already juggling a lot, that’s a lot to handle, even for Oliver Queen. He chose the worst person to try dating. It’s like Oliver’s trying to sabotage himself.

To that end, my favorite part of anything Oliver/Susan last night was definitely the contrast to Olicity.

He chose the actual opposite of Felicity Smoak when he agreed to start “whatevering” with Susan Williams.

It was such a stark contrast, to everything Olicity. It contrasted by showing us how much Felicity knows about him as a person, how much he knows about her as a person, how deep their tie goes by his noticing something is off with Felicity (which is fabulous because without Rory there to actually see what Felicity was doing, nobody would have been the wiser, that’s how good she is at covering herself right now… except Oliver knows something is off). Last night highlighted the nature of Oliver and Felicity’s relationship, that at the base of it they are still the same friends they were before they got together, they are still the people they turn to when they need help, and that kind of bond is unbreakable.

The Susan bits went on to prove her purpose against Oliver, as well as showing that Oliver is doing what he can to continue growing as a person, both important things.

(Of course, his real growth will only be fully realized later with Felicity when he saves her from her darkness as she has for him countless times. Last night cemented their endgame status more than everything ever for me.)

Long ramble short, I very much agree.

no but, Susan Pevensie headcanon time;

did Aslan ever actually say that Susan was lost? Because I’m pretty sure he didn’t

and the bright country, the true Narnia that will never fade or die, is joined on to all the other true countries, and people can just walk as they like between them.

and time works oddly there. Or rather, it doesn’t. Time has been replaced with eternity.

so post-Last Battle, the Friends of Narnia head on round to the true England, to meet their parents, like they were talking about in the book. And they get there and meet them and there’s someone else there.

This woman. Stately and magnificent in elegant Earth clothes; they’re not the purple and cloth-of-gold that the Friends of Narnia are arrayed in, but they’re just as clearly the clothes of a queen. And her face is beautiful and wise beyond reckoning, and her eyes are so bright and humorous and kind.

and she smiles, and she says “Lu, Ed, Peter! Everyone! I’ve missed you so much. It’s so good to see you again.”

and her siblings are like, “Susan?!” Because they’d given her up for lost, she forgot Narnia, she went and busied herself with mundane old Earth, forgot magic, of course she was lost. And they blurt this all out all awkward and confused.

and Susan just laughs at them, not unkindly, and says “Narnia didn’t need me anymore, sillies, but Earth did. Didn’t you ever wonder what I was doing in America?”

and she tells them what-and it turns out that she spent her mortal years fighting for the good and the true, protecting the weak, upholding the cause of the innocent. And her sibs never noticed, because she was doing it with words and papers and all the trappings of boring old Earth politics, all the things that seemed so shabby and quotidian next to Narnia’s iridescent colours. Because she was wearing nylons and makeup instead of a gold crown.

and she never lost her faith. Not even in the darkest times. Not even when she saw her sibs’ bodies all mangled from the railway accident. She just got to know Aslan better by his other name.

in “The Great Divorce,” Jack himself said that one of the great joys of Heaven was finding out how wrong you had been about things.

(and the next time Lucy talked with Aslan, her words could be translated into contemporary language as “YOU LITTLE SHIT why did you let me believe the worst of my sister for all that time thank you so much I’m sorry” and he laughed, and said that he had never said anything to her about Susan’s fate one way or the other-if she jumped to a conclusion it was entirely her own doing. And really-

-wasn’t it utterly foolish of her to think that he loved Earth and Susan any less than he loved Lucy and Narnia?