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alright, it is time to give my children the appreciation they deserve. this is for the @slytherdornet ship spotlight week

harry and pansy are totally in love and are the focus of this challenge, pass it on. 

i’m going to give you some headcanons on how their relationship truly started. now i know i have talked about this before, but i really feel like it needs to be brought up again because it is just so beautiful and fantastic in my mind. it makes me want to cry. anyway.

  • they met again at a muggle pub a year after the war.
  • harry and ginny were over. 
  • realistically, it ended before it truly picked up again.
  • they were still friends at least, but that didn’t mean harry wasn’t having some kind of personal existential crisis.
  • pansy isolated herself from the world after the war.
  • she decided to intern at ollivander’s for awhile.
  • and she loved it.
  • but customers didn’t love her.
  • so she quit that day and tried to drink her sorrows away.
  • she saw harry in the corner of the bar drinking a pint.
  • she blinked a few times and could not believe she was seeing harry potter again in person.
  • and in a muggle pub of all places.
  • sure, she knew about his past, but she wondered why the boy who lived would come here now to escape.
  • he had everything he could have wanted in the wizarding world.
  • everything pansy wish she had.
  • she wasn’t sure what compelled her to go over to him.
  • maybe it was the fact that she wanted to apologize without actually apologizing.
  • or maybe it was the fact that he had grown into his lanky body and was actually physically endearing
  • either way, it didn’t matter in the end. 
  • they would have been brought together some other way.
  • she listened to her heels click against the floor as she made her way toward his booth. 
  • he didn’t look up as she sat down until she cleared her throat.
  • she expected him to recoil once he saw her, but he didn’t.
  • he just gave her a bored stare.
  • parkinson,” he asked, “what are you doing here in a muggle pub of all places? aren’t you supposed to hate muggles?”
  • she took a swig of her drink, “you don’t know anything about me, potter. you never did.
  • this caught his attention.
  • he raised his left brow, and she noticed that he had a little line of hair missing on the end of it.
  • maybe this was a leftover scar from the war.
  • or maybe it was a weird physical abnormality his face had.
  • either way, pansy didn’t like how much she was drawn to such a small detail.
  • “you still didn’t answer my question,” he replied casually.
  • “you go first,” she told him, “i’m more interested in why the boy who lived would want to avoid the wizarding world that kisses the ground he walks on.”
  • he tapped his fingers against his pint.
  • “do you really think i enjoy that attention?” he asked her seriously, “i hate it, i always have. i’m not like you.”
  • his words stung. she hated that.
  • he shouldn’t get to her.
  • but he always did, even in the past.
  • again,” she snapped back, “you know nothing about me or what my life has always been like. don’t act like you know everything.”
  • “i know enough.”
  • “you really don’t.”
  • they glared at each other from across the table, until she could no longer stand it.
  • she uncrossed her legs and collected her jacket.
  • “have a fan-fucking-tastic life, potter,” pansy said as she tried to leave, “make sure to use the perks of being the chosen one i would apparently take if i could.”
  • she flipped her hair and tried to walk away, but she was caught by surprise when he grabbed her wrist.
  • her breath caught in her throat as she turned around to face him.
  • stay,” he said quietly, “i’m interested in learning the truth, just as much as you probably are.”
  • she blinked a few times.
  • she watched his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed.
  • she knew she would regret it if she didn’t sit back down, but she knew this was dangerous.
  • pansy was always the type to play it safe.
  • but she mustered up the courage that she knew gryffindor’s had and slid back into the booth.
  • she tried to ignore the fact that he shyly smiled to himself as she did so.
  • that night, she began to learn the truth about harry potter.
  • mentally and physically.
  • and after that, they met every day and discovered more about each other each time.
  • before they knew it, they learned each other’s true natures.
  • but they also finally learned their own. 

There’s A Nap For That

Based on this post: “If you both agree to take a nap instead of going out, it’s a date.” 

Or: The one where Bellamy and Clarke keep taking naps together. You know, platonically. See also: Let Them Rest

A/N: I started this before New Years and thought it would be done in like, three days. Oh how naive. But hey, here we are!

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Clarke doesn’t plan to be alone on New Year’s Eve, but she also doesn’t plan not to be alone–if that makes sense. She could fly back to Los Angeles and attend her mother’s extravagant corporate party, if she wanted to put herself through that. It’s definitely an option.

But she’s long since decided that it’s better to deal with the vague feelings of missing out on the New Year’s celebration over fielding questions about why she’s not following in her mother’s footsteps or, god forbid, whether she’s gotten over that whole sexuality thing yet.

So she calls Abby the night before the party, fulfills her yearly, good-daughter quota of well wishes and pleasantries, and calls it good.

And really, doing nothing on New Year’s Eve is kind of the best thing that’s happened her, stress-wise, in the last six months.

She works in the graphic design department for an uber-trendy website that facilitates commissions for freelance artists, which makes it an incredibly lucrative avenue to get her name out there in the industry. It just also happens that the company is very concerned with staying up-to-date with aesthetic trends, and has her changing logos and web layouts on a weekly basis.

It’s the kind of somewhat crappy, over demanding job that she feels weirdly excited to have, because it means her mom isn’t paying people to make her life easier.

But it has been running her to the bone, so she’s positively delighted to do absolutely nothing for a night.

Or she is until she finds out that Bellamy also doesn’t have plans for New Year’s Eve.

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the thing that impresses me most about the mental health storytelling on One Day at a Time isn’t just that it exists, it’s that so much of it is dependent on Penelope’s own agency. I can’t think of many (any???) other shows where someone goes to therapy because they WANT to, because they personally make that decision based on available information and curiosity and not in some kind of state of crisis or needing an intervention from a healthy character. She does it, she likes it, she continues to go because she’s getting something personally out of it, which in itself is remarkable because of the narrative of mental health treatment being a tournament of suffering before you’re allowed any kind of relief. She even finds community and connection with the women in her group!!!! 

It is just beyond refreshing to see a character who takes medication (again, because she’s like, maybe I want to do this, and decides to), whose mental health struggles are explicitly a part of her life, but who is also a stubborn goofy beautiful brave weirdo who enjoys her life and has so much else going on in it

that’s not even getting into the fact that this character is a woman of color, a woman with chronic pain, a woman who is consistently portrayed as a extremely competent at her job and a great mom and a great daughter and friend and person

SKAM thoughts of the day: Why we should appreciate, that Julie is taking her time.
  • We are all impatient. frustrated and don’t understand why it takes so long. We need a trailer, we all miss SKAM content!
  • It has never taken this long before. The trailers have come relatively quickly after the other seasons ended, so now we sit back and think, why does it take so long this time?
  • But we need to keep in mind, that season 1, 2 and 3 was roughly created in advance. Julie knew who the main characters would be, and their main storyline. 
  • I don’t know when she and NRK exactly decided that season 4 was going to happen, but probably sometime during season 3.
  • From there, Julie had to figure out the main character  and the storyline. She might have had a rough idea about it, but I wouldn’t be surprised if she also wanted to examine the feedback from the fans and take their wishes into consideration - in terms of both the protagonist and his/her story/issues.
  • She also had to do research and perhaps find new actors for supporting roles associated with the new protagonist.
  • Julie undoubtedly takes SKAM very seriously, and she has proven that she really works into depth with the characters and their issues portrayed on the show. she does lots of interviews and is generally thorough in her preparations. She loves her show, and I have no doubt that she wants to make season 4 as meaningful as the other seasons.
  • Although the show seems so simple, it take time to create something as brilliant as SKAM!
  • Think about how awful it would be, if the production company behind Julie was a comercial company, that only had money on their mind, and didn’t really care about the meaningful content. If someone was breathing down her neck, because they knew the fans were LIT right now. If they didn’t give her the time she needed and the show lost all its depth. We have seen it so many times before with succesful tv-shows and movies, where they just want to exploit the success in order to make more money. Tv-shows and movie franchises often get worse and worse because they lose depth and character development.
  • WE DO NOT WANT THAT TO HAPPEN TO SKAM!
  • So be grateful Julie is taking her time. Be positive about it!
  • And with that said… I really want a trailer soon.
Delicate Part 4/9

Originally posted by sssmcdlove

Warnings: Swearing, ALL THE FLUFF YOU COULD EVER WANT!!

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Y/N - Your name,

A/N: Reader is brilliantly smart but has spent her life being exploited by anyone who finds out about it. She is recruited by Fury to come to the Avengers facility, but it may not be for the reason she thinks.

Not going to lie, I listened to the song Delicate by Damien Rice about a million times while writing this. Also the trailer for Gifted not only left me an emotional mess it also seems to have seeped it’s way a little into this story.

This part is a little long and oh so fluffy. Also please be kind, I have never been to New York before in my life so all of my information is from google maps and virtual tours. 

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when ppl talk about aus where there’s two sets of hawke twins they always make lady hawke the “sensible” one and dude hawke the goofball manchild

well why can’t they both be giant dorkbabies?

f!hawke yelling “CHUG CHUG CHUG!” while m!hawke sees how many health potions he can drink before he throws up.

m!hawke cheering his twin on when she bets him she can last 10 seconds riding a drake in the bone pit

impromptu cliff diving on the wounded coast and giving the name even more credence when f!hawke pushes m!hawke, only for it to backfire when he grabs her so they both go down

twin mage elder hawkes arguing in the middle of the gallows over who can make a better “flame-nado” and almost testing it before one of their friends can stop them

elder hawke twins playing rock-paper-scissors to decide who has to fight the arishok

fraternal elder hawkes switching places even though they don’t look anything alike and just going about their day even though no one is fooled

identical elder hawkes switching places and holding up the ruse until one of them almost makes out with the other’s LI and breaks down laughing

RIDICULOUS ADULT CHILDREN HAWKE TWINS THAT FEED ONE ANOTHER’S BAD DECISIONS INSTEAD OF FALLING INTO CLICHÉ “SENSIBLE WOMAN/IDIOT MAN” DICHOTOMY

1. i am twenty-one years old, and she messages me, “i really want to kiss you" 
2. she is about to turn twenty, and we spend hours on the phone before the clock strikes midnight and i tell her, "happy birthday” and she calls me “baby” when she thanks me
3. it is one in the morning and i have decided that i don’t want anyone else to call me “baby” except for her
4. there are over three hundred miles between us, but in six hours, she closes the gap and i find myself in her arms for the first time. i’m shaking all over and her lipstick stains my neck and i whisper to her, “don’t let go” and she whispers back, “i won’t”
5. three days later, she lets go - she has to - and i feel so alone but my heart feel so full.
6. thank god for technology because even though we can’t be together as often as we’d like, not a day goes by where she isn’t with me - where i don’t hear her voice or see her beautiful face pixelated on my laptop screen or read her texts or screenshot her snapchats.
7. i am twenty-two years old, and she squeezes my hand as i blow out my birthday candles. i look to her and smile because my wish had already come true the moment i picked her up at the airport.
8. she just turned twenty-one and we stand together in her living room as i give her her birthday gifts, one after the other because i love to spoil her. her lips taste like cuervo when she kisses me and i still feel lightheaded, even though she’s been kissing me for twelve months now.
9. the clock strikes twelve on the twelfth month that we have been together. i turn to her, as we lie in the same bed for the first time in months, and for once, it isn’t just the same sky we are under, but the same covers. i curl into her side and feel her warmth, i kiss her shoulder just because i can. just because she is ther.e 
10. three hundred and sixty six days have gone by and no one else has called me baby except for her. and no one else will.
—  one year
(cc, 2016)
Anon Summary: In which the reader is apart of team Flash but after getting into it with none other than Captain Cold, things start to heat up between the two. Already making up your mind, you decide that Cold would be your first. But, would you actually go through with it? Does Cold actually want to be with you?

Anon Request: Hey! Reader is from team Flash. She is a meta. She is a virgin. One day in a fight with Captain Cold things get tense. She wants him but she is scared because she is virgin. But he promises her to never leave her. A lot of smut and fluff pls? 😉☺.

Warning: Smut! lots and lots of smut! some bad words and unprotected sex.

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“So..you’ve like, never ever done..it before?”

You start to feeling your cheeks turning a 50 shades of red as your team mate and best friend, Caitlin, ask you about your sex life. Which is odd because Caitlin is a professional and very reserved but get a couple of drinks and her and you’ll see a whole new side. After team Flash finished a job stopping yet another metahuman, it was Cisco’s idea for all of us to go out for drinks because if you were to be honest, you really needed one.

It was not long ago when you were just a small time waitress at Jitters when the particle accelerator exploded and you woke up with super powers, the ability to manipulate the earth to your own will. Which is cool because you’ve always been a nature person. Although you were freaking out when you’ve learned about it, you still stuck around with Cisco, Caitlin, and none other then Barry Allen a.k.a The Flash. And you were happy that you did because you’ve finally found a group of friends who are willing to put their lives on the line for you and you would do the same.

“I mean, come on Y/N! There has to be at least ONE guy that you’ve wanted to give your virginity too!?” Caitlin slurs but you quickly cover her mouth.

“First of all, shush! Second of all I haven’t, there aren’t that mean guys in this town that are..normal.” You says in a low tone. It’s true, half the guys in Central City is either a metahuman trying to kill because or some one who only just want to screw you and leave.” You state.

Caitlin looks at you for a moment before speaking. “It’s Barry isn’t it.” She says.

You nearly spit out your drink. “No way! Barry is my friend. I’ve never seen him like that before.” You state in a panic, which is half way true. When you first started working with Barry, you did developed a bit of a crush on him but when you found out about his feelings for Iris, you quickly stopped yourself but at least you’re both good friends.

“What about Cisco? For some reason, some pretty hot girls are always throwing themselves at him.” Caitlin says, taking a sip of her drink.

You turn around, looking over at Cisco at the Jukebox with Barry. You shrug your shoulders. “I don’t know. Cisco is kind of like a brother to me.” You state, now that one is true. Even though Cisco asked you out more than once, you never felt any romantic feelings for him. Even though he is adorable, he just has this thing where you want to protect him like you would with family.

Caitlin nods her you. “Yeah, I know what you’re saying.” You’re both silent for a moment, sipping on your drinks before Caitlin speaks up. “I think I know what kind of guy you need Y/N.”

You let out a deep sigh, knowing that you shouldn’t be entertaining drunk Caitlin, but your curiosity getting the best of you. “I’ll bite, what kind of guy do I ‘need’ Caitlin?” You ask.

Caitlin leans in, as if she’s going to tell you a secret. “I think you need a bad boy.” She says. You chuckle. “I think that’s the last thing I need.”

“Oh come on.” Caitlin pouts. “Just imagine it. They’re probably the best guys to have being you’re first. I mean, they’re more experience, mysterious, good looking. Like Ronny.”

“Pft, Ronny is the farthest thing from being a bad boy much next to Barry.” You say, shaking your head.

Caitlin sits back in her seat. “Trust me. I know what I’m talking about.” You playfully roll your eyes before Barry and Cisco runs over.

“Y/N, Caitlin. We got a robbery going on 5th and 3rd.” Cisco says while you start grabbing your things. “What about Caitlin, she can barely stand up?” You ask while Cisco helps her up.

“Don’t worry, I got her. You and Barry head over there and I’ll take care of the rest.” Cisco says as he helps Caitlin into the S.T.A.R. labs van. You and Barry both change into your suits before racing over to the jewelry store, seeing the door froze off.

“Snart.” Barry says under his breath as he puts you down. You both walk in, being careful as it’s completely quiet. Soon, the sound of a gun firing off draws your attention and the large light hanging above you guys begins to fall.
You quickly use your power to shield both you and Barry.

“Well, well, if it isn’t the scarlet speedster and his cute little side kick.” You hear a voice above you speak.

You and Barry look up to see Leonard Snart a.k.a Captain Cold leaning on the railing on the top floor. “Snart, for once can you not cause any trouble?” Barry says, his tone serious.
“Nice to see you too Barry. It’s been awhile, how you’ve been?” Snart replies sarcastically, giving you a glance. “You too Y/N, you’re looking pretty nice in your suit as always.” He smirks.

You roll your eyes. “Come on Snart, do we really have to go through this again?” You ask, narrowing your eyes and crossing your arms but his smirk only widens. “Did I ever tell you how sexy you look when you’re pissed?”

“Takes it.” Barry starts running up the steps but is soon stopped when a ball of fire hits him. Mick steps out from the shadows, the wicked smile not leaving his face. “Mick, go easy on the kid.” Snart says.

You’re about to rush over to Barry when he holds a hand up. “I’m alright, just stop Snart before he gets away.” You nod your head and jump into action, using your powers to make it up to the top floor quickly.

Snart is nowhere to be found until he tries to fire at you but miss.
'How can he miss when I’m out in the open..?’

“Oops sorry, my finger slipped.” He says, coming towards you. You take the opportunity and use your ability to start shoot the bricks from the walls and start firing at him. You manage to knock the cold gun out of his hand and you try to leap for it but soon he’s on you. Both of you rolling around on the ground and when the gun is finally in your reach, Snart quickly rolls you over on to your back. Using his strength to pin your hands above your head as he uses his body above yours to keep you down.

“Listen Y/N, I don’t want to hurt you, honestly.” Snart says in a low voice as you struggle under him. He pressed his body against yours more, which catches you off guard because you’ve never had a guy this close to you before and you actually like it.

Snart looks down at you, his face close to yours. “Every time you and the kid try to stop me, we always end up in the same situation. You coming after me. I stop you. You end up on your back with me on top of you. Even though I’m not complain, are you trying to drop a hint for me?” He ask.

You feel a deep blush forming on your cheeks because he hit the nail of the head. Since the beginning when you fought against Snart, it ended the same with him either pinning you down on the ground or up against the wall. And once he’s off of you, you’re left confused and extremely wet. You shouldn’t be getting turned on from wrestling around with a criminal but you couldn’t help yourself because once you’re gone and in the comfort of your own home, you still feel his warmth, like his body is still pressed against yours. You use that to your advantage by pleasuring yourself to the thought of having Leonard Snart’s naked body on top of yours.

'Oh God..do not think about Leonard Snart naked! Do not think about Leonard Snart naked! Do not think about Leonard Snart naked!..’

You start feeling Snart’s free hand moving down the sides of suit before rest on your thigh, a little squeeze brings you out of your thoughts.

“What are you thinking about?” You notice Snart whispering in a deep voice that seems to rock your core. “Normally you’ll be pushing me off you but now..you seem kind of into it.” You see him smirking lightly and that’s when you notice how close his face is to yours.

“Tell me something because I’m curious..” Slowly, you feel him grabbing your leg and wrapping it around his waist. “How badly do you want me?” He ask as you feel him slowly grind into you which causes you to left your hips up and grind back.

'Oh crap..oh crap..oh crap..control yourself!!’

“Because I tell you how badly I want you Y/N.” Snart whisper, his lips close to yours, you can easily lean up and kiss him. 'Just one kiss wouldn’t hu-..’ before you can finish your thought you hear Mick yelling. Almost like a reality switch, you both stare at each other with wide eyes. You hear Snart let out a low growl that almost sounds like disappointment but to your ears it was the sexist thing you’ve ever heard. Sadly, Leonard gets off of you and stands up, reach a hand out to help you up.

You let out a weak 'thanks’, avoiding make eye contact with him but you can feel his eyes on you. Mick yells again, calling out for Snart but he only takes a deep breath, picking up his cold gun. “Gotta’ run kid.” He says in a calm tone as if not even a minute ago he wasn’t close to fucking you right on the ground. And you would of let him too.

Leonard puts a hand on your head before leaning down to whisper in your ear. “If you want to continue our little game, you know where to find me.” And with that, Snart leaves, making off with millions of dollars worth of jewelry.

Soon after that Barry comes running up, looking at you. “Y/N, what happened to Snart?” He ask as you stand there in your thoughts. You shake your head quickly, “Um..he ah..got away..” You say, rubbing the back on your head. Once the police finally make it here, both you and Barry are long gone and back at S.T.A.R. labs but the whole time you were lost in your thoughts once again thinking about Leonard Snart.

Finally after a long night you make it back to your place, falling face first onto your queen sized bed with a groan. 'Damn it Y/N…why do you have to be so weak when it comes to Snart?’

You lay down, asking yourself the million dollar question. With other guys, if they ever tried flirting with you or coming on to strong, you’ve never hesitated to blow them off. But with Leonard Snart, you couldn’t tell if he was actually serious or just being his sarcastic self and normally you would brush off his flirty comments as him trying to distract you but more and more recently you notice that those flirty comments soon turned into lustful looks and touches and you had to admit, you actually liked it.

“What do I do now Y/N?” You ask yourself again, rolling over to your back with a frustrating groan before getting up to change get ready for bed. You change into a grey S.T.A.R. labs t-shirt and a fresh new pair of underwear before crawl under your sheets to sleep. You’re soon woken up by the sound of your door bell ringing, you reach on your night stand to look at your phone to check the time, seeing that it’s 1 in the morning.

'Who the hell could be at my house at this time?’ You think to yourself while you get out of bed, tripping over your own part of shoes as you make your way through your living room to your front door. “Hold on.” You call out, rubbing one of your eyes before you unlock you door and open it. You look up and stare in shock as Leonard Snart leans against the door frame.

“Snart! What are you doing here?” You ask, looking at him, still wearing his all black outfit with his famous blue parka.

He doesn’t respond right away as he stares you up and down slowly. “Nice underwear.” He comments as you look down, realizing you forgot to put pants on. You try to hide yourself behind your door before speaking. “What do you want Leonard?” You ask firmly.

Snart smirks before stepping into your place, not like you really tried stopping him. “I started having a feeling that you didn’t think I was being serious about my offer. So I figured I’ll come pay you a visiting instead.” He says, walking into your living room, looking at a few things before turning around, leaning back against your couch.

You stare at him in confusing. “Wait, what offer?” You ask, closing your door before you walk into your own living room, standing in the doorway. Leonard sighs a little, titling his head to the side as he looks at you.

“The one from earlier. Where you’ll come over to my place and we get rid of this sexual tension between us so that every time we meet on the battle field we’re not looking at each other like we want to fuck each other.” Snart states boldly.

You stand there, thinking. 'Am I really that obvious?’ You think before looking at Snart, noticing his eyes lingering on your thighs, you can’t help but rub them together. You clear your throat. “Look Snart, I don’t know what kind of signs or hints you think I’m dropping but-”

“Save the small talk kid and get over here.” Snart says, already taking off his parka. “Or should I come to you?” He raises an eyebrow, almost as if he’s trying to challenge you but you’re to busy focusing on how sexy, almost sinister like he looks in the dim light.

You try to find the right words to say but nothing seems to be able to come out. Snart shrugs his shoulders before leaning off the couch. “Looks like I’m coming to you then.” And soon he starts walking towards you. His confidence leaves your knees shaking because he has a promising look in his eyes. As if letting you know you would not be disappointed if you two were to fuck.

But only one thought crosses your mind. 'If I were to sleep with Leonard Snart..then that means I’ll be giving my virginity to a criminal..a very sexy criminal..who is sexy…’

Before he could finally close the distance between you two you finally blurt out your secret. “I’m a virgin!”

Leonard stumbles on his feet a little from what you’ve just said, looking at you in shock. “Come again?”

You chew on your lower lip. “I’m a virgin. I’ve never had sex before.” You says firmly, even with the deep blush on your face.

You expected Leonard to laugh at you for being a virgin at your age or even just walk out but what you didn’t expect him to do was close the distance between your two, cup your face gently and kiss you passionately.

“I knew you were too good.” He whispers against your lips before kissing you again, his hands moving down to your waist. Without missing a beat, you wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him back with just as much passion.

“Jump.” He mumbles against your lips and you do so, wrapping your legs around his waist as his hands cup your ass while your lips move together as he presses your back against the wall. Leonard breaks the kiss and begins attacking your neck, licking and nibbling. You let out a soft moan which only make him keep going. He soon pulls back, looking at you with such lust, he places his forehead onto yours. “Which way is the bedroom?”

You take a moment to catch your breath before speaking. “Down the hall to the left.” You whisper. His lips are back on yours and he starts moving down the hallways to your bedroom, giving you a firm slap on the ass while he walks. Before you know it, you’re lay flat on your back with Leonard Snart between your legs.

Len soon leans back, his fingers hooking in the waistband of your underwear before pulling them down your legs. “Take your shirt off. Now.” He commands, his tone deep and oh so sexy. You soon pull off the S.T.A.R. labs t-shirt while he takes off his. Once off, Leonard sits back and admires your figure, causing you to feel a little insecure.

“Gorgeous.” You hear him whisper before leaning down, kissing you against as he presses his body against yours. His hands roaming all over your slowly, one of his hands cupping your breast as the other one grips your ass. The feeling of him rolling and pinching your nipples between his fingers causes you to moan against his lips. Leonard take the change to slide his tongue in your mouth, moaning as well as you start to grind against him.

Leonard breaks the kiss, moving to your neck and for some reason, your thoughts start to flood your mind. 'What if I’m not good?…what if I can’t fit him?…what if he’s just using me for sex?’

Sensing this, Leonard stops, his gaze moving up to yours. “What’s wrong Y/N?” He ask, looking at you with concern. You bite your lower lip. “Are you sure about this?” You ask softly, avoiding his gaze. Snart titles his head. “Y/N, are YOU sure about this?” He ask back, noticing the expression on your face.

“I-I just don’t want this to be a one time thing.” You let out with a sigh before covering your face. “Oh God this is embarrassing. I must sound so needy.” You say out loud, more to yourself than him.

Snart stares at you in confusing before he chuckles. “Trust me, if this was a one time thing, I would of already fucked you and left.” He says calmly, removing your hands from your face gently. “But I didn’t, because I know that you deserve way better than that.” He says, kissing your already swollen lips. “I’m not going anywhere for a while.” Leonard states. “So just lay back and relax.”

All you can do was nod your head because you actually believe him. Leonard smirks before going back to attacking your neck, causing you to close your eyes in pleasure. His lips move down from your neck to your chest, kissing over your breasts before his tongue flicking over your sensitive nipples, making you moan louder.

He takes the hint and keeps going. Sucking and licking on your nipples while his other hand holds onto your waist, keeping your in place as you were trying to get some friction between the two of you.

“Leonard, I need you now.” You say, panting as he lifts up his head with a smirk. He starts kissing down your body more, making you arch your back while he licks and nibbles down. Without warning, you feel him devouring your wet sex, making you cry out loudly in pleasure. He licks, suck, and nibbles on your throbbing clit and wet folds, his roughness only turning you on more. He takes your legs and places them over his broad shoulders as he moves his tongue inside you, making you moan his name out in pleasure, which only encourages him to continue his assault on your sex. Not expecting him to be rough but you love it. Soon, Snart brings a finger up, sliding it inside your tight opening, causing you to dig your nails in her shoulders. Hard. He insert another one, pumping his fingers in and out of you while he continues sucking on your clit. “Come on Y/N, cum for me.”

It doesn’t take long before you’re crying out his name and cumming against his lips and around fingers. Leonard laps up all your juices before leaning up, sight of him licking your lips makes your body shakes. “Someone’s in a hurry.” Snart says with a smirk licking his fingers clean before leaning down and kissing you on the lips, making you taste yourself for the first time. In one swift move, Snart has his pants and boxers off, his cock standing thick and hard. You can’t help but lick your lips as you watch him get back onto the bed, getting in between your legs.

“You sure about this Y/N? We don’t have to go any further if you don’t want too.” Leonard ask, his intense eyes staring at you, his thumb gently rubbing on your lower lip and you heart beings to swell from him being so care and gentle. Another thing you weren’t expecting from him.

You lean up, kissing Leonard on the lips. “I’m sure, I want it to be you.” You whisper before kissing him again, feeling the tip of his cock pressing against your opening. Slowly, he slides inside you, moving gently to avoid moving to fast yet. Leonard gives you one hard thrust, breaking your hymen. You wince loudly against his lips and he stops, not moving as he lets you adjust to his size.

You both stay still and just kiss each other, his tongue dancing over yours as the pain soon turns into pleasure. You wrap your legs around his waist to pull him in closer. “Move.” You whisper between kisses.

“You sure?” Snart ask, looking down at you. You only nod your head, thrust your hips up a little as a sign that you want to keep going. Snart soon starts moving his hips slowly, getting a steady pace going as he start trusting in and out of you.

“Harder.” You hear yourself moan but he listens, speeding up his pace as his hips crash into yours until you’re seeing stars. You cry out his name loudly as your orgasm hits you but he doesn’t stop his rough pace and soon you find yourself on the verge of cumming again. You feel your walls clenching tightly around his cock as he lets out a deep growl that quickly sends you over the edge and soon his own release as well. Snart slows his pace down to a stop, his lips kissing and nibbling on your neck while you both pant out in pleasure.

“That was amazing.” You say breathlessly. You feel Leonard smirk against your neck, his hands moving up and down your thighs. “How about a shower to clean you up?” He asks, biting on your ear playfully. You let out a weak 'mhm’ before Snart pulls out of you slowly, picking you up caveman style and carrying you to your bathroom.

“This so unnecessary.” You says with a giggle as he carries you. He gives you a firm slap on your ass causing you to yelp. “Shut up.” He says sarcastically.

Snart puts you down and turns to get the shower going when you notice nail marks on his back. You can’t help but blush to yourself, knowing that you’re the one to leave them there. Soon, you’re both in the shower with you standing in front of Leonard while the hot water coming over you.

Leonard wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you towards him. “How are you feeling?” He ask in a low tone, his lips kissing against your ear. You smile, turning around in his arms. “Better now.” You says “Sorry about your back.” You says, thinking about the scares you left there. Leonard smirks at you. “Don’t worry about it. I actually like them. It lets me know that I’m making you feel good.” He states boldly.

You feel a smile form on your lips. “Well, I hope this isn’t the last time you do.” You say softly. Snart grabs your chin gently, making you look up at him. “I meant what I said earlier, I’m not going anywhere. So get used to me being around more offend.”

You bite you lower lip before looking up at him, pressing your lips against his. What started out as an innocent kiss soon turns into a full make out session with your back pressed against your shower walls.

You soon break the kiss, needing to catch your breath. You look at Snart, seeing the lust returning to his eyes. You can’t help but giggle. “Round 2?” You ask,raising your eyebrows.

Snart gives you his famous smirk. “Round 2.”
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Annnnddd there we have it folks. Sorry it’s took me longer than I expect to get this put up but what can I say, work!! I To the Anon who requested this, I hope that you enjoyed it and I look forwards to anymore request you want to send in!!!

He’s not exactly sure why he says it, whether it’s because of the constant married jokes or the months of pining and pent up sexual frustration but when his Ma is going on her twelfth minute lamenting how he hasn’t gone out with anyone since the divorce and that she’s starting to think she raised a spinster he cracks.

“I’m dating Steve,” he shouts into the phone while Clara is bemoaning the fact she won’t have any more grandkids like she doesn’t already have four.

There’s a long silence on the other end of the line before she asks, “Your partner?” and Danny has about five seconds to decide whether to tell the truth or continue the lie.

“Yeah, my partner.”

“I always thought there was something more going on between the two of you,” she says and then he has to listen to her talk about how he’s a horrible son for not telling her sooner until finally, she says, “I have to go hon, I just wanted to say that the reason I called is that your father and I will be visiting for Christmas! I’ll email you our flights later, give Gracie my love,” and then she’s gone and Danny panics.


His parents arrive in two months, which gives him eight weeks to figure out how to sort this mess out. Of course, life happens and somehow eight weeks becomes two and he still hasn’t figured out how to get out of his lie. Telling his parents the truth after so long would be opening a con of worms that he does not want to touch, then again the alternative is telling Steve and hoping that he’ll play along. Eventually, he decides that potentially pissing Steve off would be far easier to handle than his mother’s look of disappointment.


“I need your help,” he says, closing Steve’s office door and sitting down on the couch.

“Okay, what can I do?”

“I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend,” he says, figuring it’ll be best to just get it all out in one go, “My Ma kept bringing up how I haven’t seen anyone since the divorce and it’s been almost three years Daniel, I’m starting to think I raised a spinster and I said I was dating you just to get her to stop talking about it but now my parents are visiting for Christmas and they want to meet you.”

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Yes, Danny, okay. I’ll do it. How long will they be here?”

“Um, nine days. They get in Christmas Eve and leave New Years.”

“Great, I’ll help you pick them up from the airport,” Steve’s smiling like he just got an early Christmas present and later, Danny will pinpoint that as the exact moment his plan went out of his control.


Steve buys his parents leis, carry’s their luggage, asks how Stella and Bridget are doing, and acts like any boyfriend would from the moment they meet his parents at the baggage claim. He can tell that his Ma is completely charmed by the act and truth be told, he’s kinda loving it too.

They celebrate Christmas at Steve’s house and Steve won’t stop touching him, putting an arm over his shoulders, running the backs of his fingers over his arm, holding his hand. If not being able to touch Steve at all was bad, this being touched and knowing that it doesn’t mean anything is torture.

“You’ve got to stop,” he says, cornering Steve in the kitchen in one of the few moments they’ve had alone all day.

“Stop what?”

“The constant touching, it’s driving me insane. I thought this would be easy but you keep playing this perfect boyfriend routine and I can’t take it anymore.”

“I thought that this is what you wanted?” Steve says, his voice raising.

“It is!” He yells back and shuts his mouthing, knowing he’s revealed too much.

“Danny?”

“I have been trying very hard to keep my… feelings for you in check,” he keeps his voice quiet and studies the pattern in Steve’s countertop, “I don’t want to ruin our friendship so I am asking you. Please, stop.”

There’s a long, pregnant pause before Steve says, “No,” and when Danny looks up Steve is moving towards him until he’s close enough to grab him by the arm and kiss him. He loses himself in the kiss, in the way Steve feels underneath his hands and they don’t pull apart until Clara walks in on them asking what’s taking them so long.

“Sorry! Sorry, I’m leaving. Take your time,” she says, turning around and walking right back out of the kitchen.

Danny sighs and moves after her saying, “We should get out there, otherwise she’ll think we’re getting up to something.”

“Yeah,” Steve agrees, but he pushes Danny against the fridge and kisses him again, holding him tight, “There’s plenty of time for that later.”

Imagine Viktor wanting to surprise Yuuri for the first year anniversary and he decides to cook their dinner. Just imagine him going up to Hiroko and shyly asking if she could teach him how to make katsudon because he wants to surprise Yuuri. Viktor can cook (despite what many people think) but he wants to get it just right and Hiroko thinks that this is one of the sweetest gestures that anyone has done for her son. 

So she teaches him how to make katsudon as well as some of Yuuri’s other favorite dishes and the two of them really bond over this process, Hiroko seeing that Viktor is definitely the right person for son.

The day after Yuuri and Viktor’s anniversary dinner, Yuuri gushes about how good Vikor’s meal was and how he genuinely surprised and warmed by the small but meaningful gesture. 

Hiroko winks at Viktor while he smiles knowingly before placing a gentle peck on Yuuri’s cheek, Yuuri happily leaning into his side. 

He’d do anything to make Yuuri feel happy and loved.

And Hiroko knew this. 

What Do You Want For Christmas? Part 2

Characters: Sam x Reader

Words: 1339

Summary: It’s the day after the trip to see Santa, and Sam and the Reader go on their first date. 

So many of you guys liked this last year, so I decided to make it not a series this year fior Christmas! :) Enjoy!

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Day Off

Originally posted by nayeoff

Tzuyu x Reader

Fluff

Requested

Word Count: 343

“Tzuyu,” you said softly. “I need you to get off of me.”

Your girlfriend had been working a lot lately but finally had time off to rest and she had decided to she wanted to spend it with you. You were happy to see her somewhere aside from the TV for the first time in a while, but you weren’t used to her being this way.

She had texted you that morning telling you she was coming over and was bringing breakfast. The two of you ate together and then got back in bed for a nap, her curling up around you and holding you tightly. It was nice at first, honestly the best sleep you had gotten in a while. But now you had to pee and she was like a koala, wrapped around you half asleep.

Tzuyu mumbled something but didn’t let go of you so you said it again. She groaned before letting you go. When you came out of the bathroom, you stood on the edge of the bed.

“I’m gonna make lunch. Do you want some?”

Tzuyu stretched out on your bed and nodded, wiping at her eyes with the back of her hand. You went into the kitchen and started taking out things so you could cook. As you were standing at the stove, Tzuyu came out of the bedroom and snaked her arms around your waist, resting her chin on your shoulder. You couldn’t help but smile.

“What’s gotten into you?” you asked. “You haven’t let me go for more than 5 minutes since you got here.”

Placing a lid on the pot you were using, you turned to face your girlfriend, resting your arms on her shoulders. She smiled shyly.

“It’s just that I missed you…I feel bad that I don’t get to see you a lot when we’re promoting and I just want to be around you.”

You gave her a peck on the forehead. “I missed you, too, princess.”

“What am I?” She asked cutely. You laughed, giving her another peck.

“My princess.”

Just Tonight - CS Christmas Fic -Chapter 2

I wrote this fic a couple of year’s ago now and I’ve decided to repost a chapter a day (there’s five) for those that haven’t read it/want to read it again and then I’m going to post a new oneshot sequel entitled, ‘Just Forever’.

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Chapter 2

It was late in the evening when Emma sat down at her desk in the Sheriff’s office and picked up the nearest report. She stared at it blankly for a full two minutes then let out a huff of annoyance and put it back down before pulling her phone out of her pocket.

Opening up the contact list, she scrolled through the embarrassingly few names she had stored until she came to Killian’s. Biting her lip in contemplation, her thumb hovered over his number for a few seconds then she closed her eyes and let her head drop forward onto the desk with a dull thud.

It had been two days since they’d spent that wholly unexpected, but completely amazing, night together.

Well, most of the night anyway…

Dawn had been breaking when she’d awoken. The first rays of warm sunlight were spilling in through the window as she’d groggily opened her eyes and found herself sprawled across Killian’s chest with her head tucked snugly under his chin. Her body had sported that pleasurable ache that comes with thorough lovemaking and as she’d moved slightly his arms had tightened around her, holding her close.

The feeling of rightness in that moment had made her smile at first, but then it sent tiny little triggers of alarm through her system.

She knew she’d been playing with fire by agreeing to stay, but she’d unable to deny him…or herself. Her muttered condition of, ’just tonight’ had been directed at herself. A caution she’d unwittingly said aloud in a moment of weakness, a desire to, just that once, experience what it’d feel like to be in the arms of the man with whom she was in love.

So while he’d been merely seeking some comfort, she’d been loving him with her entire being, letting him know with her touch what she couldn’t voice aloud.

She should have known that it wouldn’t be enough though. God help her, but she’d felt more cherished in that one single night with Killian than she’d ever had in all those months with Neal.

That’s why she’d left before he’d woken up. Why she’d been doing her utmost since then to avoid the hell out of him. She knew he didn’t feel anything for her other than friendship and she was terrified that if she was around him, spoke to him even, she’d give herself away.

Emma let out a small groan of consternation then thumped her head on the wooden table a couple of times in self reproach.

She didn’t even know when or how it had happened. Ever since Neal’s betrayal she’d been so determined never to feel that way for a man again, never to let herself be that vulnerable; but somewhere along the line Killian Jones with his too blue eyes and charming smile, steadfast support and incredibly kind heart had sneaked into her own and laid claim to it when she hadn’t been looking.

“Are you okay, Swan?”

Killian’s voice made her jump and she quickly raised her head to see him leaning against the door jamb of her office as if he owned the place. There was a concerned look upon his handsome face and she frowned slightly as she slowly sat back up then self-consciously smoothed down her hair.

“How did you get in?” she asked, ignoring his question.

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Sequel to this story I wrote because I still have huge inspiration from the episode “Visions and Voices” There will be more chapter but I don’t know if I will be posting them here. Shall see I guess. 


“So uh…” Sabine started off as she stood before her crew members of Hera, Zeb, Rex, Ezra and Kanan, who were all going over plans to obtain some new TIE fighters as to increase their odds as they need the fire power if they wanted to continue fighting this unforgiving war. Five pair of eyes were all on her and gave the artist their full attention. “I’ve been going over about how to tell you guys this for the past couple days now and I’ve decided to just come out and say it.” She took a deep, calming breathe to try and calm her racing heart beat to a even level. Slowly, she pulled out what she had been hiding from them these past couple of days and ignited it.

Their reaction were exactly as she had been expecting; complete shock were plastered a crossed their faces, while Kanan stood off to the side in confusion then Sabine watched as his confusion matched the rest of his crew members when he stuck out his hand and felt something that Sabine couldn’t comprehend as she was not a Jedi and therefore wasn’t connected to the Force.

“What the—?”

“A black Lightsaber?”

“Sabine, where did you get that?”

Questions, they had questions. Which she also took into account. “So yeah.” Sabine looked to Kanan and Ezra who were now standing next to each other. “Before we left that planet, after those spirits possessed Kanan and I? I found this—” She gestured towards the obvious Lightsaber in her hand. “—On the ground, I knew what it was and that it has a connection to my people so I kept it.”

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Today I’m asking all of you to let EunB & Rise rest in peace...

Look at this lovely girl. Today it’s her birthday, we lost her 2 years ago on September 3rd, and today is her 3rd birthday in heaven.

As many of you know EunB died before she turned 22. Her family, her friends, her members and her fans were probably excited that in 2 months this girl will celebrate her birthday. But guess what… that never happened, because she passed away. And I just want you to know:

whenever you say: “I hope that this idol dies like EunB and Rise” just because you don’t like some idol or just because you don’t like their music

whenever you say: “I hope that this bitch dies like EunB and Rise” just because some female idol is dating your favorite male idol

whenever you decide that you will ruin someone’s birthday just because your favorite idol released a music video on the same day as Rise’s birthday

whenever you say: “At least my idols are still alive LMAO”

whenever you say: “They only care about Ladies’ Code because 2 of them died”

and whenever you use heir names in your pointless fan wars

REMEMBER that you’re also making fun of their family who cried for days and days, you’re making fun of her friends who still can’t believe that they lost EunB & Rise. You’re making fun of their fans who sometimes randomly get sad while they’re listening to Ladies’ Code. And of course you’re making fun of Ashley, Sojung and Zuny who survived the car accident.

Every time someone disrespect EunB & Rise I think, okay that was probably the last time. But guess what… it’s never the last time. People disrespect them again and again and again. And for what? Your reasons are insane. Dating? And simply not liking other idols? Music videos that were released on the same day as someone’s birthday? I’m sorry but such people need serious help. I don’t care if you’re an internet troll. A troll or not behind that screen is a real person.


Never forget that EunB & Rise were more than just idols.

They were someone’s daughter, someone’s sister, someone’s cousin, someone’s friend, someone’s inspiration, someone’s crush… so many times we hear how music make us feel better and how music can help someone through hard times. I bet that EunB & Rise made someone’s life a little better. They made people smile, they calmed their fans down when they were upset with their beautiful voices, they inspired them to dance, sing,… they made people believe that everything is possible if you work hard. 

In the past 2 years different fandoms insulted EunB & Rise numerous times. And honestly that’s so heartbreaking, especially because they never gave anyone a reason to hate them.

All we ask you is to: let our angels rest in peace and stop pitying Ladies’ Code. 

You don’t have to like them, but please respect them. 2 years of disrespecting them was more than enough. I hope that next year we won’t see any disrespectful posts, tweets and comments. 

Let Me Touch You Where Your Heart Is – or
Who needs Valentine’s Day if you’ve got the 13th of February… and workout-clothes?

(or basically just Holly and Harry smut)

“Hey.”

Holly lifts her head only to be greeted with a grinning Harry who is currently leaning against the doorframe of their bedroom. She hastily closes her notebook and puts it on the nightstand right next to the bed on which she’s been sitting cross-legged for quite a while now. Over the last few hours she’s been busy trying to figure out what the fuck to get her boyfriend as a gift for tomorrow, a.k.a. the day of hell, a.k.a. Valentine’s Day. She really can’t get behind the whole ordeal but she’s decided to try this year – mostly because she figures Harry probably already has the perfect present and she doesn’t want to end up with something mediocre and stupid like… flowers. Yet, so far – that is all she’s got. Her non-existent creativity is also reason why she opted out of accompanying him to today’s kick-boxing class after work. It’s a thing they started doing a few weeks ago and usually, they go to that fancy gym called ‘Boxx’ together.

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Even if I wanted to leave, I’m not strong enough. It’s not that easy to forget and let go of every single thing that I love about her. Like the way she slowly tells me that she loves me and the way it gives me chills. How beautiful it is to feel that feeling makes me go crazy, and just thinking about not being able to hear or feel that ever again makes me sick to my stomach. We have our days where the arguments seem like they’re never gonna end, and like its just not gonna work out, but at the end of the day my heart is still with her. No matter how many bad things we had said to each other hours before. I hate how vulnerable, and attached I am to her bc one day she could wake up, and decide that she doesn’t want me anymore, and I swear that’s what scares me the most.
—  She’s everything
snipper lance au hcs!

I love reading all your tags on my au so I decided I’d share some more HCs I have about it that I will hopefully get around to draw when the sem ends (or if i miraculously get the free time during sem) 

- Lance works at a fancy hair salon and is a senior stylist (the place has junior stylists, senior stylists and master stylists - the price of being served goes up depending on the ranking of the stylist (this is based on where I go))
- Allura is one of the master stylists at the salon and she was also the founder. She works on big celebrity photoshoots and model shoots etc and has an insane reputation
- Shiro knows about the salon because he’s done modelling work that Allura was styling for and now he goes to her for his regular hair (and she gives him a discount and they totally both have a crush on each other that they think is one sided)
- Shiro talks about Keith (his younger adopted brother) to Allura and somewhere along the line the fact that Keith needs a haircut gets brought up and Allura books him an appointment, which ends up being with Lance

- Lance mucks around all the time – im talking dancing around while he cuts hair, blowing off the tip of his scissors like they’re a gun after he finishes a cut, sneaking the volume of the salon music up really loud – but he never lets it get in the way of his cut and he’s damn good at what he does
- Lance also flirts with everyone
- Old ladies love him

aaand there’s more if you want more because i couldnt stop myself once i started

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Heart Beats For Two

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Pairing: Theo x Parrish x Reader

Summary: Hey I was wondering if you could do an imagine where the reader was Theo’s girlfriend before he “died” or whatever and then Parrish comforts her and they get close and become a couple a while later and one year later Theo comes back and he finds out that the reader is with Parrish and he wants to get her back and she doesn’t know what to do because she loves both and you can go on from there?


Today marked one year of not only your relationship with the handsome deputy Jordan Parrish, but also the day that your old ex-boyfriend Theo Raeken got literally dragged to hell. Your life changed that day, you were staring at your whole world when Kira decided to use her powers to send Theo away. The scene still stayed with you, how could it not? The moment where he got pulled away by his sister which most thought was dead, Theo’s face and his constant pleas for Scott to help, the memories all still remained.

After that night you never thought you would ever love someone so passionately, intensely and wholeheartedly again. But that’s when Jordan came along, it took some time but he showed you that it was okay to love once more.

Walking into the police station, you were greeted with nods and hello’s from 2 deputies leaving. You of course replied back politely and made your way over to where you knew Parrish would be.

“Good morning my handsome deputy” smiling at Parrish who stood up to give you a quick, swift kiss.

“Good morning my beautiful girlfriend. What brings you all the way down here?” he asked, sitting back down in his chair, while you sat at the edge of his desk.

“I did a little shopping and thought I would see if you wanted to go grab dinner tonight?”

“Absolutely, gives me something to look forward too. Pick you up at 7?”.

Hopping down from the desk you kissed him, “See you tonight babe”.

His warm smile, was one that would automatically make you smile. Exiting the station you made your way home.

Feeling like you were on cloud nine, you couldn’t wait for tonight. Jordan had made this past year so unbelievably magically. Walking up the pathway you made sure to grab the mail sitting in the letterbox, before letting yourself into the house. Sorting through the bills, you put the ones that were urgent in the urgent pile and left the junk mail to the side.

Hearing your phone beep, the screen lit up and it was a message from Parrish.

I love you, just wanted you to know - Parrish

Thank god no-one was around because you were blushing like mad, sending back a I love you with a heart emoji you couldn’t help but re-read those words even though he had said them many times before. The doorbell broke you from the daze, rushing over you weren’t prepared for what, or most importantly who was on the other side.

“Theo?” breath hitched, throat dry and your brain was still trying to register that this was in fact real.

“Hi babygirl, you have no idea how much I’ve missed you”. Before you could ask how he was standing at your door, he pulled you in planting his lips on yours. A second later and Parrish’s face appeared in your mind, coming to your senses you immediately broke the kiss.

“How are you here right now?” letting your emotions come back to normal, Theo had let himself in walking straight into the living room.

“Does it matter? I’m here, I’m back and there is no way I’m letting something like that happen again. It was torture not being able to see you, to hold you, god Y/N I missed being able to touch you”.

You couldn’t believe this was happening, what do you do in this moment? How do you tell Theo that you were no longer able to be with him, due to finding comfort and love with Parrish?.

“Theo-”.

He cut you off, “I don’t want to talk anymore, all I want to do is hold you”. He stepped forward to pull you into a hug or kiss, you weren’t exactly sure but you had to tell him. You couldn’t allow Theo to find out from anyone else, it had to come from you.

“I’ve missed you, and I can’t even explain how good it is to see you again. But Theo a lot has changed in a year…more than you know”. Holding back any tears, it was already tearing you apart and you hadn’t even told him the news yet.

“You’ve gotten more beautiful, but that doesn’t surpise me since you were already beautiful to begin with” he added.

This Theo standing in your living room, staring right at you was different. Whatever he went through, whatever he experienced it changed him, you could see that. Glancing at the clock it was nearly time for your dinner date with Parrish, you had to tell Theo before Parrish came to pick you up otherwise you weren’t sure what the outcome would be.

Taking his hand and sitting down on the couch, you figured this was a conversation he wouldn’t want to stand up for. “Theo I love you and losing you like that was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. And after I was a complete wreck, not wanting to leave the house, not talking or seeing anyone…but then I realized or more so I was show that I couldn’t live like that anymore. So I got up and as hard as it first was, I had to move on”.

Breathing was becoming rapid, and he grabbed your hand for extra support. “I started to spend more time with Parrish, and the longer we did we fell for each other”.

His hand slipped from yours, and that action broke your heart. “What are you saying?”.

“Parrish and I have been dating for roughly about a year”.

Theo found his feet and paced, after watching him debate with himself he finally stopped. “Do you know what kept me alive the whole entire time that I was literally in hell? You babygirl, you were my one constant thought. Just knowing that once I got out that I would be able to see you again, that kept me alive, that kept me from losing it. And now you’re telling me that I’ve lost you to some deputy?”

He was trying to maintain his anger, and as the clock ticked further towards 7 you knew that would be hard once he saw Parrish’s face.

Standing up, now it was your turn to provide comfort. “You have to understand Theo I thought you were dead, I didn’t know when or if I was ever going to see you again! For the sake of my sanity I had to find a way to move on”.

Theo affectionately stroked your cheek, you weren’t going to lie you did miss his touch. “I get that, I do. But babygirl I’m not going to be okay with seeing you with him around town, so please don’t ask me to be. I love you.”

It had been a while since you last heard Theo say that, and the difference between the way he said it and the way Parrish said it was noticeable. You held onto his arm, wanting to just collapse in them, wanting him to just hold you.

“I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what you want me to do” whispering to him.

“Our time got cut short Y/N, it was taken away from us. I know you love Parrish, as much as I don’t want that to be the case, I can’t erase or change the past year. But I’m here, I’m standing right here asking you to give us one more chance”.

You were feeling the pressure, and it didn’t help that Parrish was going to be here any moment to take you to dinner.

“But your not only asking me to give us a chance again, your asking me to break Parrish’s heart Theo”.

He removed his hand from your cheek, and the lose of contact left you feeling disappointed. “I know baby, but your going to have to break someone’s heart. And it sucks and I hate that I’m putting you in this position, but we deserve our second chance!”.

The atmosphere gained twice the anxiety when the doorbell echoed, Theo spun around and his eyes were glued to the door. Your feet just didn’t seem to want to move, so that only left you frozen in your spot.

The doorbell rang again, “You should answer it before he comes barging in” Theo said.

Knowing that he was right, you made your way to the door. Opening it Parrish’s smile was the first thing you saw, however it didn’t have the same affect like it did this morning.

“Hey, ready to go?” he asked, looking super good looking in his semi formal attire.

“I hate to do this, but could we possibly reschedule?. I’m just not feeling up to going out”. It wasn’t exactly a lie that you told, although it wasn’t exactly the truth either.

“That’s okay we can just order take-out and stay in” he suggested.

“Parrish I promise I’ll make it up too, but I just want to be alone right now”.

There was no way Parrish didn’t know that something was up, and you hated lying to him. “Okay, I love you” he said.

“Love you too”.

Shortly after you closed the door you walked back to face Theo.

“Why did you do that?” he asked.

Sighing you wish you knew, “I have no idea. But I do know that I love you and I love him. And as much as I don’t want to hurt you, I can’t just leave him not when his become such an important part of my life. Please understand Theo…the timing just sucks”.

A tear rolled down, making this more real and more painful. Theo didn’t hesitate to wipe it away, “I’m going to keep saying this to you until the day I die. I love you babygirl and if I have to wait, then that’s what I’ll do”.

He kissed you one last time, and left leaving you feeling empty.

Theo reached the streets and heard a voice shouting after him, “Why did you come back? To make her life even more difficult, it took her so long to get over you why would you put her through that again?”.

The voice belonged to Parrish, who was walking towards Theo. “Because I love her, but if you really must know she choose you okay. And it all honestly you don’t even deserve her, but she choose you anyway. I love her and that won’t ever change, but don’t think for one second that I won’t fight for her” Theo stated to Parrish, who looked ready to punch him.

“Leave us alone Theo, if you love her like you say then let her be happy” Parrish shoot back.

“She was happy with me! Until I got sent to hell and we lost our chance to be together. Let’s be honest Jordan” he taunted the deputy, “You wouldn’t be here arguing with me on the streets if you weren’t worried, that there is a slight possibility that Y/N could end up running back to me”.

Parrish stepped forward, “I’m not worried about anything Theo”.

“Then why did you heart skip a beat?”. Feeling like he had won, Theo walked away leaving Parrish in the street.

What the two didn’t know was you had witnessed the whole thing. You choose Parrish, but you weren’t going to deny that your heart in some way or another belonged to Theo. But you made a commitment and it was one that you had to see through. You knew Theo was going to be okay, and when the time is right you like to believe the two of you were going to find a way back to each other…But for now your heart was with Parrish.

I totally expected today to be a normal Monday. I am SO glad my friend decided she wanted to go do something. We went to a local coffee shop that we’ve gone to before but noticed that the coffee roaster wasn’t in the building any longer. So, of course, she asked the barista about it. The coffee roaster still owned the building but had since moved to another part of town with the roaster. So we started another adventure. We hunted down the building where the coffee roaster had relocated. It is SO BEAUTIFUL!!! Old building in the downtown area of Spokane that has been renovated to fit their needs. Exposed white-washed brick, wood trimmed windows, original 1900′s doors. Gorgeous. (I can’t help it. I LOVE architecture)

The coffee roaster happened to be roasting when we pulled up to the building. We could smell it when we walked in. We were able to talk with the roaster about his blends and what he was was doing with his coffee. Super cool. We saw a bottle of wine on the counter so my friend, of course, inquired about it. Turns out in the last four years the roaster has partnered with a wine maker! I’m pretty sure we spent about 4 hours there. He gave us numerous tastings and let us wander around. He not only let us see the tasting room, but the wine making and bottling rooms. SO COOL. He even let us taste wine that had only sat for a short time to compare with the tasting we had upstairs. 

Some think that coffee and wine are different. And, yes, they are. But the way you build flavors is similar. My friend was totally intrigued by it all and I thoroughly enjoyed myself :) Always fun to go on an unplanned adventure, right?!

Such a great day.