because he never wants her to be alone again

Prompt 1

Original headcanon by @ harry-is-lily-ginny-is-james!!!

It’s still monday! …for a half an hour anyway. This one ended up being much bigger than I originally planned. I hope you like it~

“It’s all the paper talks about anymore,” Draco frowned, “Stupid Potter.”

“We’re agog,” Blaise said pouring himself and Draco a cup of coffee.

Pansy smothered a yawn and picked up a piece of toast, “Do tell.”

Draco folded his paper, eyes scanning past the picture to the drivel written below, “Potter’s going to join the auror’s, change the world,” he grumbled, “you’d think the sun shines out of his arsehole the way they go on about him.”

Pansy rolled her eyes.

“Couldn’t agree more,” A voice said behind him from the Ravenclaw table, “that Potter’s a total pillock.”

“Exactly-” Draco turned on his bench, his words choking off before they were halfway out of his mouth.

“I really don’t know what they see in him,” Potter said flatly, taking a massive bite of pancake.

Luna smiled absently at Potter’s side, “I don’t know, I’ve always thought he was quite nice.”

Potter picked up his pumpkin juice, “To-tal pil-lock.”

Draco felt his face go hot and he spun around back to his plate. Blaise quickly picked up his coffee cup to hide a growing smile. Pansy snorted, almost choking on her toast, she ducked her head and fumbled for her cup.

Draco grabbed his bag and left the table with an imperious sniff.

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Love Conquers All (On Sherlock Season 4)

I’m currently re-watching Season 4, simply just to indulge myself, and mainly because I personally loved it. I thought I was done expressing everything I have to say about the matter in this post, but there has been an unending sh*t-storm still looming over S4 that has gone beyond what I had expected. Not to mention that things I’ve seen on Twitter earlier regarding the so-called Norbury movement.

I am not dismissing the fact that this season had its flaws, but there’s a significant meaning to it all that some people are dismissing because they’ve been blinded by their own illusions that I would want to highlight. For someone who had cried over and mulled over these episodes more than the past 3 seasons, this season gave my love for existentialism a baseline that tugged at the heart – the very reason why I wanted to talk about it.

Originally posted by esterlocked

Just a brief explanation, existentialism is the belief that life has no meaning in general. To quote Moriarty, “Staying alive… So boring, isn’t it? It’s just… staying.” However, what I like about it is the idea that society or any other factor is not responsible for giving life it’s meaning – it is solely up to the individual to discover it on their own.

With that said, I think this is why this season resonated with me so much, and I find the chaos in some parts of the fandom frustrating, especially to the point that the writers are being attacked for this. So as usual, I have to say something about it. Because instead of writing articles for work, I’m thinking about Sherlock.

Anyway, I’m just gonna go ahead with my point.

The Six Thatchers : Horrors Of The Past

This may be my least favourite among the three, but the message of this episode is clearly simple: we all have horrors that will come and haunt us in the future – and how we face it all comes down to the path we choose. 

We live hundreds, and even thousands of roles throughout our lives. And we all have our past; things that we regret, hate, cringe at, miss, still believe in, etc. But whatever that past might be, what I got from TST is that you can never run from your past as it catches up to you, but it is one facet of your life does not completely define you.

Originally posted by akajustmerry

Death has been played with through the past seasons that it seemed all too mundane to us now, in terms of the context of the show. But S4 is here to correct this notion in Mary’s persona. With Mary saying that Mary Watson was the only life worth living, it showed that we get to choose which part of our lives we live out the most.

Same with John and his ‘cheating’. To be fair, I’m pissed at the fact that this was completely out of character. But when the series culminated, I understood why they have to do it. We saw what we wanted to see in these characters as they were presented to us – John was supposedly honourable, kind, and courageous, but what is this? Who is this new John? 

This is where I head to my next point. 

The Lying Detective : Being Alive And Human

This episode made me cry buckets, to be honest. And it is because this is all about changing what you know about these characters and seeing them all in a different light. 

Here we see a Sherlock not led by the mind but the heart, a John who was weak against temptation, a cheater, someone who looked jealous from having the spotlight all on the detective – it showed that no one is ultimately good and that someone’s facade is not who they entirely are. It shows that everyone has their ups and downs because that’s what humanity is about. It illustrated that everyone was capable of being angry, desperate, conceited, weak, lonely, alone, etc. It highlighted how these characters are broken – especially Sherlock – and how redemption can mean so much more to a person. 

We all have our flaws, our downfalls, our agonies; but who are we really, at our most vulnerable? And who are the people willing to believe in us even if we’ve shown them our true, and sometimes, faded colours?

Originally posted by halloawhatisthis

“Taking your own life. Interesting expression, taking it from who? Once it’s over, it’s not you who’ll miss it. Your own death is something that happens to everyone else. Your life is not your own, keep your hands off it.”

This is a plea. That shutting down and ending your life is and should never be the answer. This is one of the most beautiful pieces of dialogue I have ever heard, and it’s a very upfront message about warranting a value on your own life. And for people to threaten the writers of the show that they are the ones who caused the lives that are put in the line or the self-harm that will happen due to their distaste for TFP is devastating to me.

And yes, there have been people tweeting Mark and BBC that they are and will be responsible for these lives, which is just unfair.

The Final Problem : On Love And Redemption

I’ve seen people questioning why Benedict said ‘love conquers all’ in one interview before the season aired. There has also been statements that this season will be ‘groundbreaking’, which others failed to see why, leading to the claims that the showrunners are queerbaiting.

Now, every single show, every single actor, not just in Sherlock, but basically everywhere, is being put in the microscope because they need to identify with something, and that they need to represent a cause — which I get! I advocate for this! But, just when the world is being careful about mixing up their characters or when they are inserting a gay character just because now, society is demanding them to, Sherlock had already presented that years before (note that some TV shows only became more open to having gay characters around late 2014, early 2015-ish onwards because people are becoming more vocal about it as inspired by those bold enough to make a first move, e.g. Glee). 

Here, we have an openly gay character (which is still another topic of debate but I stand by it when I say Irene used the term gay loosely), had openly gay actors play brilliant and unstereotypical roles, and for God’s sake, Mark Gatiss is a gay man who is behind this brilliant show, and  that’s the very reason they passed it off as normal. They didn’t do it in a way that we always have to be reminded that the character is gay, that there has to be a sex scene just to prove that they’re gay… it’s just there – again, as one facet of the characters. Sex, as something that has been explicitly expressed in the show, isn’t the only thing that defines a character or their relationships with someone else, and I appreciated that. They had a story to tell – the story of these characters as a whole and not just one side of them. 

And personally, I did see why they made their claims as indicated by my chosen title. When this season ended, Sherlock who claimed to have never been attuned to his emotions, had his eyes open and had embraced that he was also human, flawed, and is capable to love IN ALL FORMS. 

Originally posted by fangirlhani

He learned to value his life because of what happened to Mary, he had admitted that he also succumbs to his impulses with Irene Adler (texting or beyond that, depends on what you want to believe), he fully realised that he would never ever want to hurt and make Molly feel like she’s being used by him because she’s his friend, he was able to extend a more human side of himself to John more than he did before, he finally understood and accepted Mycroft’s intentions and actions which I think mended their relationship significantly (this one hits me to the core so much), and lastly, he discovered that if he was left in the air in isolation, he might have ended up like Eurus, which is why he never wanted to make her feel alone again. 

To me, it is groundbreaking because it left that cliche of someone running off into the sunset in the end and it’s all butterflies and rainbows. They wrapped it up with the characters still broken, but living through it day by day because someone chose to love, accept, and help them heal despite their flaws. 

It is what it is, they keep on saying, because that’s how life is. It can be unbearable and it can most certainly be shit, but in the end, whether you ship Johnlock, Adlock, Sherlolly, Sheriarty, Mollstrade, Mystrade, etc., if we all let love – self-love, romantic love, familial love, platonic love – all kinds of love in our lives, it will help us conquer all, within and beyond this show. 

Revelations & Confessions

AN: Hours later and I’m still reeling from that episode. it was so raw and emotional. Truthful. This is my attempt to process that.

(Set somewhere post 5x17)

Oliver sat on the cot in front of her, arms supporting his weight on his knees, head hung low. He knew she was there, he always did. Still, he refused to look up at her, to meet her gaze.

It had been this way for weeks. He’d shut himself off, emotionally, physically, much more that he had ever done before, in the times she’d known him. Then, he would always glance up, make sure that she knew that she mattered to him, in some small way.

Now, he stiller than a statue, frozen in misery.

“Oliver.” Felicity whispered, stepping towards him. Still he refused to move.

Cautiously, she approached him, her heels sounding a knell with each stiletto strike. As though every step was another scar on his skin. She settled on the floor in front of him, kneeling at his feet. This way, she could peer up at him, find his eyes and see what he was thinking.

If she knew what the wound was, she could heal him. It was deep, and unseen, but had broken Oliver to the point that he didn’t spring back by his own power or the encouragement of her or John.

Still, he didn’t move. He gave the illusion that she wasn’t really there, that perhaps she was an illusion of his mind. An echo of his mistakes.

Felicity reached out and grasped his hands, his fingers between her palms. They were cold, dry and brittle, smooth as a stone. Ridges of calluses mapped a pattern of hardship and toil, orators of his heroic acts. The same scars that revealed the instrument of darkness he held tightly to.

The instant her hands made contact with his, he shuddered, pulling away. Quickly, she reclaimed her grip.

“Don’t.” He whispered, voice hoarse from disuse.

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anonymous asked:

Does the Johnlock fandom have something like a word or a phrase that immediately kill you after saying it ? For example if you say 'I can dig Elvis' or 'see you ten' to a destiel shipper, he will cry for hours and probably never talk to you again.

  • “It’s all fine.”
  • “I’m there if you want it” 
  • “Goodbye John”
  • “Why’d take so long to see the light”
  • “sherlock is actually a girl’s name”
  • “Because you chose her.”
  • “Anyone but you”
  • “it is what it is”
  • “Even you? No even you“
  • “Alone on the water”

Feel free to add :>

You know who can’t stand it when Rosie cries at night? Sherlock.

John’s content to let her cry it out. He’s a doctor, after all. He knows it doesnt hurt for her to cry a bit. It’ll most likely help her learn to self-soothe in the long run. It’s the practical thing to do.

But Sherlock? At the first whimpers coming through the baby monitor he’s bounding upstairs to pick her up, hold her close,and rock her to sleep.

Because he remembers being sad and alone late at night with no one to comfort him…

When he was a child and Mycroft had gone away to school.
When he was high as a kite at Uni.
All the days he was kept under lock and key in rehab.
During his time “away” after the fall.
While John was married.
When John didn’t want to see him, anyone but him.

Thankfully, those days are over. Sherlock never has to wake up alone again. He and John can hold each other close when the night closes in.

So, no. Sherlock’s not going to let Rosie cry. Not for one night. Not for one minute. Not yet.

Loneliness can wait.

Faking It

Paring: Bucky Barnes x reader

Characters: All the Avengers

After getting news about a family reunion coming up, the reader decides to set up a plan to make her look like she isn’t as single as she actually is. But when all her candidates can’t go, she’s left with the only person who she least expects to go along with the plan.

Word count: 1.3k

A/N: Okay, I’m terrible at summaries. Just read the imagine and tell me what you think. If you want to be tagged on all of my works tell me, please. And if you want a second part to this tell me, it’s still under consideration

All other parts are on the masterlist

Originally posted by stuckwithbuck

It was the annual family reunion. Well, not so annual. The last family reunion was two years ago and the last family reunion you attended was six years go. You were a teenager at the time and itching to leave home. Not to mention you were the definition of teenage angst.

Now, you were someone completely different. You were Y/N Y/L/N, an Avenger. You were badass and can take down a man in less than 5 seconds. You didn’t have any powers, but you were a skillful fighter. It was a dream when Nick Fury offered you to join the elite team. So much adrenaline and you absolutely loved the members of your team.

Your family didn’t know this, of course, they think you’re a secretary for Tony Stark. Which isn’t an entire lie. You and Tony came to an agreement and he allowed you to pass that small lie. He was a good friend and you always did favors for him, you didn’t mind of course.

However, now that you’re going back home after not seeing your family for so many years, your mother is gonna expect some things. Knowing your mother, she will either hope for a man on your hand, a ring on your finger, or maybe even a baby bump. You surely didn’t have any of those. You also didn’t want to seem like a complete loser. Your older brother was already married with a baby on the way. Your older sister was engaged. Which means that they will be nagging you about how you don’t have a boyfriend or girlfriend.

You certainly didn’t want to walk into that reunion empty handed.

An idea popped into your head, not a very good one, but an idea nonetheless. You were going to ask Steve if he can accompany you. The look on their faces when I walk in there with Captain America will be priceless! You thought to yourself.

“FRIDAY? Where’s Steve?” You asked the system.

“Captain Rogers is in the gym, Miss Y/L/N,” She replied.

“Thank you,” You added and walked down to the gym. Just like you were said, Steve was hitting the punching bag. The muscles on his back were visible through his tight shirt. His blond hair was disheveled and drenched in sweat.

“Steve,” You called.

He turned and smiled at you, “Hi Y/N.”

You waltzed towards him, “Stevie Wonder, Stevie boy, Steve baby.” You poked his firm chest at each ridiculous nickname you gave him.

He had an amusing look on his face, “What is it?”

“So listen,” You patted his chest one more time before drawing your attention towards his face. “I have this family reunion coming up next week and my mother is expecting me to walk in with a significant other, so I was hoping you could go with me.” You smiled widely.

Steve raised his eyebrows, he looked surprised and flattered at the same time. A small blush rose on his cheeks, “Y/N, I’d love to, really I would, but I’m busy next week. Upcoming mission with Sam.”

You groaned, “Sam was my second choice.”

He laughed, “Sorry Y/N. If you asked me sooner, maybe I could’ve gone.”

“My mother called me this morning, it was all news to me too,” You paused. “Alright gotta find another date.”

“Ask Tony,” He asked, though it came out like a sarcastic comment.

“Tony is old enough to be my dad,” You said.

“And I’m old enough to be your grandpa,” He joked.

“Right you are there, gramps. But no, my family thinks I’m Tony’s secretary so it would be a bit questionable to be dating your boss,” You explained as you left the gym. The doors slid shut behind you.

“Okay,” You said aloud. “Steve is out, so is Sam, Tony definitely.” You gasped. “Thor!”

You went in search for Thor and found him in the lounge area. Mjolnir sat on the coffee table in front of him. Thor was balancing a book in one hand and using his free hand to hold a Poptart. His blond locks were pulled into a bun. His eyes narrowed down at his book. He looked so concentrated that you almost didn’t want to interrupt him.

“Hey Thor,” You greeted.

“Lady Y/N!” he looked up and bellowed.

“Just Y/N, remember? Whatcha reading?” You asked and plopped down on the couch next to him.

“A very interesting book, lots of death,” He smiled and showed you the cover of a book you didn’t recognize. “Hey Thor, I have this family thing coming up and I was wondering if you could go with me. It’s next week.” You said hopeful.

“I have Asgardian business to take care of,” He replied. “But why would you need me to go? Does your family want to see a real life Asgardian god?”

“Kind of. They’re just having high hopes of me being in a relationship. Considering the fact that all my other siblings and cousins are married, dating someone or engaged. I am the only single cousin that I know of.”

“Just tell your parents the truth. Say ‘Mother, Father, I have no one.’” Thor smiled and shrugged. “Simple as that.”

“You don’t get it, Thor, I can’t say that.” You whined and buried your head in a pillow.

“I’ll never understand your Midgardian ways,” He frowned.

Your shoulders slumped once again, you stood up and left.

The rest of the day you asked everyone who was a worthy candidate. Natasha said that she was busy of course. She was going on that mission with Steve. Wanda didn’t feel comfortable to be around so many unknown people. Pietro would not go anywhere without his sister because he didn’t want to leave her alone. You didn’t want to ask Vision because you knew he’d say no and you’re convinced he has a thing for Wanda.

You slid down in the chair and mumbled miserably to yourself. You had checked off everyone on the list. No one could go. You banged your head against the island as you tried to come up with another plan.

“Hey Y/N,” Bucky entered the kitchen.

It’s as if the gods spoke to you and brought Bucky to you. How could you forget him! He’s your last hope.

“Bucky, Bucky, Bucky,” You clung onto him.

He gave you an alarmed look, “Y/N.”

“Bucky, I have a family reunion coming up and my mom and pretty much everyone is expecting me to go with someone. A spouse, of course, and I don’t have one. I already asked Steve and he’s going on a mission with Sam and Natasha. Thor can’t go because he has Asgardian business. Tony is my boss. Clint has a wife. Wanda can’t go because she doesn’t feel comfortable and Pietro doesn’t want to leave her alone. I can’t take Vision because everyone will flip their shit when I show up with Robot Jesus. I’m freaking out because you’re my only hope and I completely forgot about you and if you can’t go I’m gonna be doomed. I’ll be the butt of everyone’s joke and I don’t like being the butt, Bucky.”

“Y/N,” Bucky grabbed your shoulders and shook you a little. “You’re talking so fast and so much.”

You breathed, “Sorry, I’m just freaking out!”

“Calm down,” He said. “When is it?”

“Next week,” You replied.


“Back home in California.”

He nodded, “I’ll do it.”

You perked up, “Really?”

He nodded once again and smiled, “Can’t be too bad? It’ll be fun, besides. I’ve been stuck in here for too long doing nothing good. Also, I’ve always wanted to go to the west coast.”

You squealed and threw your arms around him, “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” You repeated. “You saved my ass.”

“I think I’m gonna be doing plenty of that these next few days.”

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anonymous asked:

1/5 During the ILY-scene, six seconds are passing between Molly first admitting "It's true, Sherlock" and him then finally replying “If it’s just true just say it anyway”. Within those six seconds, he doesn’t say anything, he seems to be processing. The reason I’m pointing this out: considering what his mindpalace can do within just seconds ("You’ve got three seconds of consciousness left", like when he's shot in HLV), that's a lot of time for him.

2/5 After Molly first says it’s true, we can see Sherlock’s face for a brief moment: he’s shaking and seemingly just plain shocked by her confession. When she then says it’s always been true, we can see his face again: he just stares (at her on the screen) for two full seconds, looking almost a little sad. I was wondering, after the first one or two seconds of shock after Molly’s confession, could Sherlock’s mindpalace be “replaying” memories of his moments with her or something like that?

3/5 Could this be the moment he’s realizing he might actually have feelings for her as well, feelings that he had suppressed and his mindpalace slowly lets them surface now that she confessed her love and he’s close to losing her? The way Sherlock says “If it’s true just say it anyway” sounds more like a slightly disappointed “If it’s true, why can’t you say it then”, at least to me ;) Like he actually wants to hear her say it to him for real, and not because of a threat.

4/5 If he really might have realized his feelings for her at that moment, I would guess he’s looking a little bit sad that she didn’t say ILY to him after she admitted it’s true because he might just have realized he’s actually longing to hear those words from her. Him then repeating “Say it anyway” is rather an instruction again, like he just came back to reality and the situation they’re in.

5/5 But while he’s saying “If it’s true just say it anyway” he seems to forget the threat of death for a second, as if Molly and him would be alone at this moment, as if he doesn’t want to hear those words to save her but rather because he knows she means it. I’m sorry for spamming you with my ramblings, not sure if this even makes sense, I’ll never be over this scene ;) Have a nice day! :)

Till You Come Back Home

I’m supposed to be taking a break from the Internet for my mental health, but I wrote this and it’s been burning inside me and I just need to put it out there. It’s set after last week’s Livewire episode, right after Mon El walks out of Kara’s apartment. Hope you enjoy. Thanks for reading. I’ll be back soon. Here on A03.


The silence rang loudly in Kara’s ears, stinging like a thousand decibels as she sat still, staring blankly at the door.

All she could do was breath, remind her eyes to blink when required, and refuse to fall apart. He didn’t deserve it. She didn’t deserve it, but she also didn’t know why it hurt this much.

Hurt. Was that even the right word? This wasn’t the first time she’d been left alone with this kind of mess, the aftermath of someone else’s desires and regrets poured out on the table in front of her like she was supposed to know what to do with them, how to arrange the pieces and hand it all back. With Winn, at least she was able to voice something, anything, even if it had crushed him temporarily. With James, it was harder. It took longer to figure out why she didn’t feel the same way, but the rejection part was easier, or so she thought. Now, it turned out she’d lost them both, her two closest friends lying, choosing to walk away, to put themselves in danger, not caring about anything but their own egos and the selfish need to prove themselves at the highest cost. She couldn’t watch it unfold if they weren’t willing to listen, to at least learn alongside her instead of charging out on their own. Then again, she hadn’t even given them that option.

Kara buried her face in her hands, rubbing her eyes, clutching her cheekbones as she rested her elbows on the table, resisting the urge to scream. Everything was changing so fast, even the good change felt like whiplash. She was so happy for Alex. She already loved Maggie like another sister, but it was still change. There was less time together as a family, more time left in solitude. And there, in that lonely space, was Mon El.

Every moment they spent together sent up a million red flags, and yet, it felt familiar, comforting in a way she couldn’t explain without sounding weak or needy or damaged. There was nothing about him that made her feel good or supported or better than she was before he came into her life, but there he was. He was there when other people weren’t, when everyone else had their own lives and callings and demons to conquer. He wanted to help her, even if he didn’t know how, and more importantly, he wanted her. And the truth was, she wanted to be wanted. Just not by him.

That’s why this sick, sinking feeling came when he told her. That’s why she felt the impulse to run, even if she had coaxed it out of him, demanded he tell her the real reason he wanted to be partners. Because the truth, while flattering and warming and reassuring on some level, was still not enough, but he hadn’t even given her the chance to make that decision, to come to her own conclusions. Instead, he chose to spill his guts, tell her to forget it all, pretend it never happened, leaving her once again, more alone than she’d ever felt.

She sighed deeply, pushing away from the table, slowly making her way towards the bedroom, shrugging off her jacket as she flopped onto the bed. She knew she should sleep. That always made her feel better, even if she woke up still not having the answers to fix everything that was broken. But instead, she found herself scanning her phone, sifting through text messages, facing the urge to make one more call, one more attempt at the connection she craved before calling it a night.

The phone rang, and rang some more. Panic began to sink in again, until finally, she heard the line pick up.

“Yes, I’m still alive,” Cat teased. “No thanks to Supergirl.”

“I know you would have done the same thing,” Kara argued, undoing her ponytail, letting her hair fan out across the bed. “And Supergirl wouldn’t have let her go if she didn’t know with absolute certainty you’d be safe.”

“How can she be so sure of that?”

“Oh, she has her ways,” Kara insisted.

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Nessian Fic! Fluff, Angst, and moderate smut

Enjoy this 3,000 word fic! I had a lot of fun writing this! (even though I should have been writing my English Written Task) priorities right? haha

Nesta had been sleeping in Cassian’s bed for a while now.  It was a familiar type of comfortable, to be here with her mate in that way. 

His hands brushed from her neck, down her back, to her thighs, where she straddled him on his bed.  His lips pulled away from hers and brushed the soft skin at her neck, eliciting a groan from her, and a chuckle from Cassian. 

Damn fae males; he was always teasing her. 

She cupped his cheeks with her hands, pulling his face back up to hers.  She didn’t want teasing now, she just wanted him. 

The feeling of his hands on her thighs did crazy things to her head, the dominance in it, making heat snake through her core. She tore her hands away from his face and ran them down his muscular chest, trailing the hem of his shirt, brushing the soft trail of hair that disappeared down his pants.  She slowly slid her hands underneath his shirt as his tongue brush with hers, the feeling made her dizzy with want.

She lifted his shirt over his head and his hands left her thighs, capturing her waist.  She could feel the rough callouses that traced circles on the skin there.

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Originally posted by kassipayette

i’m like 110%  sure i’ve used that gif before but whatever - also this is rly good like read it you won’t regret it lmao, i’m begging 

Series: Paid to be Popular - The Purpose of Love - Bittersweet Generation

Requested: no, but i had a convo w @calumofficials a very long time ago about college!ashton lmao

Pairing: Art major!Ashton x Y/N

Description: When Y/N looks over the cute and curly-haired art major’s shoulder, she realises who he has been drawing for a long period of time; her.

It had become a normal thing for Ashton just to sit outside on the grass with a sandwich by his side and his sketchbook in his lap as he leant up against that one bench and then he would just draw whatever or whoever crossed his road. Sometimes it would be a gloomy flower in front of him, other times it would be scenarios or a person with a crazy hairdo just walking past. This had become a habit. After lunch, he would just sit down on the grass, not on the bench, but on the grass. Normally, he would take his lunch with him, maybe even some music occasionally. Drawing everything that he could think of.

This day was no different. He sat with his brown, round glasses on the bridge of his nose, the curls laying perfectly messy on his head, and his tongue sticking out as he focused on the current drawing. A girl. The girl he had slowly become more attracted to. He didn’t know her. All he knew was that after lunch she would be sitting with her friends on the lawn, the exact same time Ashton was.

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Clint Barton: CW #Dadfail no. 1: Or the One where The Brainwashee Adopts the Brainwasher

I have read a lot of posts recently on Clint Barton in Civil War - so I decided to make one of my own - because Clint is one of my many issues with Civil War. And look at that - I picked this post to make add photos. Isn’t he special?

Why did I do this? It’s because a part of the fandom appears to see the relationship between him and Wanda as adorable. My reaction to this: What? What are you ON?

It is apparent that at some point between the middle of Age of Ultron and the beginning of this one, he and Wanda have become very close. I have an issue with this. Because Wanda Maximoff brainwashed every single other Avenger – much like Loki did to him.

Remember this?

Yeah, me too. 

Now let’s make a comparison, shall we?

I picked Natasha for the illustration because she is Clint’s best friend, and she was right there by his side during the Avengers. And she’s the one who knocked him out of the brainwashing.

Since this post is about Clint - let’s have his part too, despite the fact that it failed:

Also throughout the course of Ultron, we go from the above post, to this:

I understood that at the time, up to a point. Clint is notorious for giving out second chances. It’s how he befriended Natasha to begin with, and it was a bad situation. Clint understands that some people come from a bad place and make bad choices. Presumably, Wanda had changed sides and was now trying to do the right thing. Like Natasha. So he’s mentoring her, fair enough. For now, let’s set aside the fact that she mind-fucked his best friend into her worst nightmares of the Red Room.

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You don’t know a thing about me - Larcana oneshot

And with this, Larcana is included in my AU. @keiid I hope you enjoy it the same way I enjoyed writing it.


Two months. Two months is the time Larcade and Cana have been dating. Everyone, except Zeref and Gildarts, knew it. But if it wasn’t for Mavis and Natsu, no one would knew. They never act like a couple near to people. And everyone thinks it’s because of Gildarts and Zeref. Specially for Gildarts. But the truth is very different.

Larcade and Cana were in one of their dates, eating ice cream in a park. Llum, Larcade’s pegasus, was near, eating some grass. Some people was passing in front of them.

- You have ice cream in your face - said Larcade to Cana.

- Really? - Cana took a paper napkin and cleaned her face while Larcade watched her -. It’s all gone?

- Yes.

- You missed another opportunity.

- I know.

- I can wait until you are prepared.

- Thank you.

Larcade have been thinking about it for a month. Their first kiss. His first kiss. Something he wanted to be special. No one knows if it’s because of his magic or his nature, but Larcade is extremely shy when we talk about love.

And suddenly, no one was near. They were totally alone. Even Llum was far away. Larcade noticed it, but Cana didn’t. It was his opportunity. Now or never.

- Cana…

- Yes?

Larcade took Cana’s cheeks between his hands, and kissed her. A short, but soft, kiss. And he was ready to kiss her again if it wasn’t for a whistle.

- Llum! You were looking!? - asked Larcade to her, while his face was turning red.

The pegasus nooded, and Larcade hid his face behind Cana.

- You are really shy - said Cana.

- Don’t laugh about that.

- I’m not laughing. It’s cute from you.

Larcade smiled and hugged Cana. She petted his back.

- It’s alright - tried to calm him Cana -. Only Llum saw us.

- That’s more terrifying than a random person.

- Gildarts is the most terrifying of all. You know how he reacted when he knew about our fake date.

- I hope he never discovers we’re dating.

- He will. And soon. I was playing with my cards yesterday, and they told me.

- How soon?

- I don’t know. It can be today, tomorrow, or during this week.

- That sounds really scary.

Meanwhile, a man was looking at them, hidden at the top of a tree, near to Llum. His emerald green eyes were the only thing you could see.

- You think they will need help? - asked the man. Llum nooded -. I’ll be near. I know how to deal with Gildarts.

After that ice cream, they went to the beach. It was a really hot day, so they took a bath in the sea. Even Llum joined them.

- What do you want to do now? - asked Larcade while they were eating at the beach restaurant, some hours later.

- I don’t know - answered Cana.

- We can go anywhere.

- Yes, with your best friend.

- I know you prefer to be totally alone with me.

- No, I enjoy having her with us. She’s like our guardian. Remember the other day when I made you enter in a shop?

- Yes. It was a jewerly, and I didn’t know how to react.

- Gildarts was searching me. Llum told me, and I had to act quickly.

- Your father was near that day?

- Yes, why?

- We were lucky he didn’t recognize us inside a jewerly.

- Sorry… I didn’t think about it.

- You think he will try to separate us when he knows this?

- Probably. He has been a little overprotective since he knows he’s my father.

- He didn’t know?

- I couldn’t tell him. And he never was at the guild. He’s one of the most powerful mages in Fairy Tail.

- My father was always at my side, but he never acted as a parent. It’s now I know why.

- We both have parents issues. How are Zeref and Mavis as parents?

- Both are very supportive, and they give me the freedom I need. Sometimes, uncle Natsu acts like he’s my father.

- Is he practicing or something?

- I don’t think. Maybe he likes to have a nephew.

Suddenly, Llum ran to the water. When Cana and Larcade turned, they only saw a huge black and blue tail.

- What was that? - asked Cana.

- I don’t know, but I didn’t like the colors. Llum! Come here!

Llum looked at them, and pointed at the ocean with her nose.

- It’s dangerous! Come here, Llum!

Llum went with them.

- It’s all okay, Llum? - asked Cana. Llum nooded -. Then, don’t scare us like that.

- I don’t know what was that creature, but it seemed dangerous - added Larcade -. Be careful, Llum. I don’t want to lose you.

Llum hugged Larcade. He returned the hug.

- It’s okay, Llum. Cana, where do you want to go now?

- I don’t know. If we decide while flying around?

- We can do that.

Larcade and Cana went to plenty of places with Llum’s help. From cold snow to hot beaches. Even jumping directly to the ocean from the pegasus’ back.

They returned home later that night. Larcade took Cana to Fairy Hills, and helped her to get off from Llum.

- Thanks for taking me home.

- I had to do it.

- Before I forget it. Erza told me that you can stay at night, if you want. After all, you are my boyfriend now. You don’t have to do it, if you don’t want.

- I want. But only sleep. I’m not prepared for anything else.

- I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want.

Larcade hugged Cana. Llum moved her head in disapproval.

- Don’t do that - said Cana, kicking gently the pegasus -. You know this is the way he kisses me.

Cana and Larcade entered in the building and went to Cana’s room. Juvia left hers when they closed the door, with a huge Gray plushie in her hands, which she placed outside. Llum looked at her without knowing if she saw them or not, and why she did that.

- It’s a huge room - said Larcade looking around -. Is that the snake from our fake date?

- Uh… Yes, why?

- You sleep with it?

- Of course not! What makes you think that?

- It’s in your bed.

- Okay, I sleep with it. Only because it’s fluffy.

- Liar.

- Hey!

- Why you didn’t tell me early? I’ve been wanting this for weeks.

- You did?

- It’s just… I didn’t want to force you either.

Cana hugged Larcade. When he received her hug, he kissed her hair.

- Why you did that?

- I wanted to do it.

Cana kissed Larcade. The same short and soft kiss he gave her early.

- Turn while I put on my pajamas - requested Cana.

- But you didn’t sleep in your underwear?

- You are here today. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.

- I usually sleep in my underwear. Sometimes naked.

- For real? - Larcade nooded -. Well, then… You want to sleep like that?

- I don’t have another option, right?

Cana was the first one to fall asleep. Larcade was nervous because of the skin contact, but he relaxed when he saw her sleepy face, and fell asleep minutes later.

Larcade woke up the next morning because of a kiss in his forehead.

- Good morning, sleeping beauty - said Cana when he opened his eyes.

- You are the sleeping beauty. I saw it yesterday.

- That’s not true.

- Of course it is.

Larcade gave Cana a eskimo kiss. After that, they decided to lie down in bed without doing anything.

Some hours later, Larcade and Cana went to the guild. Llum followed them. The girls stalked them, asking what happened last night. They saw Llum at the outside in the morning, and wanted to know. That made Larcade uncomfortable, and tried to hide, but suddenly…

- Cana! - yelled Gildarts, entering at the guild. A little of rage could be noticed in it.

- What do you want, Gildarts? - asked Cana, trying to not show she was scared.

- It’s true?

- What needs to be true?

- It needs to be a lie because you are too young.

- I don’t know what are you talking about.

- Are you dating that thing?

Gildarts pointed at Larcade with his finger when he said “that thing”. Cana angered.

- He’s a person, not a thing, Gildarts!

- That’s not important, Cana!

- Of course it is! Just because he’s Zeref’s son, you will say that about him!?

- You mustn’t be dating him!

In an anger attack, Cana kissed Larcade. A really forced kiss. Larcade’s face turned red, and hid behind Brandish and Neinhart when Cana freed him.

- I’m sorry. We’re dating.

- You cant! He’s dangerous! And too old!

- Of course I can! I’m old enough to decide that!

- He’s 94!

- And what’s the point!?

- He could be my father!

- Congratulations!

- I must separate you two…

Gildarts grabbed Cana’s arm and tried to drag her outside the guild, but Larcade stopped him trying to separate his hand from Cana’s arm.

- You are the worst sin my daughter could ever made - said Gildarts to Larcade.

Someone put a hand in Gildarts shoulder. Gildarts noticed a really scary blood thirst, one he knew very well. When he turned, a man with dark skin, black hair and green emerald eyes was there.

- Hi dad - said Natsu and Zeref at the same time.

- Hi kids - answered the man, looking at Gildarts -. Let her go.

Gildarts opened his hand, freeing Cana. She hugged Larcade, and Larcade hugged her back. But Larcade’s hug was a protective hug, and he was looking directly to Gildarts with anger in his eyes.

- Are you seeing that, Gildarts? - asked the man.

- You can’t understand. You don’t have a daughter, Acnologia.

- I have one. And a pair of crazy twins.

- But you could enjoy your daughter!

- No, I couldn’t. I thought she died with her mother. But both are alive. I knew it recently, 400 years later.

- But she-

- She has a boyfriend, and she’s 300 years older than him. I’m 30 years younger than my wife.

- Cana can’t have a boyfriend that old.

- Your daughter does what she wants with her life. She’s an adult, and you need to stop looking at her like she’s a child. You saw her growing up, even if you didn’t know she was your daughter.

- I don’t need advices from a 400 years old dragon.

- I’m 500, and you need them.

- You don’t know a thing about her.

- I know everything about their relationship, and that’s all I need.

- He was in our fake date - explained Larcade -. He was the judge at the competition, and I’m sure he knows I let Cana win.

- I know you did - whispered Cana, only for Larcade to listen. Larcade smiled for a second.

- Uncle Natsu told me you took us home. Is that true, grandpa?

- Cana asked me to do it - answered Acnologia -. I would do it even if she didn’t ask. You both were really drunk.

- Tell me something about that fake date, dad - requested Zeref -. Did they fall in love in it?

- They did. Slowly, but they did. Larcade did his best to hide his feelings, but he couldn’t. And Cana didn’t hide them, but Larcade wasn’t looking to notice it. It was very interesting to see.

- You had fun, right?

- You don’t know how much.

Both smiled. Zeref wasn’t in disapproval about Larcade and Cana’s relationship. After all, he and Mavis have a 300 years age gap.

- You don’t know a thing about me, Gildarts - said Cana, separating herself from Larcade’s hug -. I was with a lot of men, and maybe a few woman, before dating Larcade. And none of them gave me the feelings I have with him. I know very well you have been with a lot of women, but I’m sure none of them gave you the same feelings you had for mom. It’s the same. Don’t try to separate us. I know how to take care of myself.

- It’s not… - tried to explain Gildarts -. Yes, it’s the same. Wait… You were with girls?

- Is that important? - asked Acnologia. Everyone looked at him -. My older brother was bisexual. It’s normal for me.

- Oh, it’s true - said Natsu and Zeref at the same time.

- What kind of family I have? - asked Larcade.

- One crazy enough, but good - answered Acnologia -. You don’t have to say anything, Gildarts?

Gildarts looked at Acnologia. He was waiting for something, and Gildarts knew very well what it was.

- I’m sorry, Cana - said Gildarts.

- You don’t have to apologize to me - answered Cana, dragging Larcade at her side -. You have to apologize to both.

- I’m sorry. I suppose I’m not prepared to see my daughter with another man.

- Even if you weren’t with me all my life?

- That hurts, Cana.

- It’s the truth.

Acnologia tried to not laugh. Juvia approached to him.

- Is that the shirt I made for you? - asked Juvia to Acnologia.

- It is.

- Your wife liked hers?

- She asked our daugther to give her some clothes only to wear it.

- I’m glad.

- My daughter asked me who I had to kill to get one. She wants one for her and one for her boyfriend.

- The half exceed?

- Who else?

- I’ll work on it, Acni!

- Thank you, Juvi.

- What kind of… I don’t want to know - said Natsu and Zeref at the same time.

- It’s not that, kids. I’m helping her with a thing.

- Ah… What thing?

- It’s none of your business.

- We want some too…

- For who? - asked Juvia.

Natsu and Zeref took Juvia in a place no one else could listen to them. They wanted it to be a surprise.

- What does it say, grandpa? - asked Larcade.

- Demon dragon in the front, king of the fairies in the back. You want one too?

- I’m good for now.

- She will end making one for each member of the family. I can see it - Acnologia turned to Neinhart -. Neinhart, how is Wahl?

- Still rebooting his body - answered Neinhart.

- You miss him?

- Every single day.

Larcade was more relaxed. Acnologia’s intervention, his father accepting his relationship without saying a thing, Gildarts apologizing for all, and maybe, only maybe, that forced kiss. He was really happy, and kissed Cana in front of everyone. A whistle of approval could be listened. But when Larcade searched his pegasus, he discovered it wasn’t her. It was his own father. That made Larcade turn red and hide his face behind Cana. Mavis approached to them.

- Cana, would you like to come home for dinner tonight? - asked Mavis.

- I will love it, master Mavis - answered Cana.

- You can call me Mavis. And, maybe, you will like to stay all night.

- Mama! - yelled Larcade while his face was turning red.

But it was late. Mavis was hiding behind Zeref at the other side of the guild, looking at them with certain smile in her face.

A puppy? (Remus Lupin)

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Reader
Warnings: Mention of war? Idk if that counts.
Word Count: 868

The picture is not mine. If there are any grammatical errors, let me know! ^^

Remus and you were in the Gryffindor common room, sitting near the fire with his head in your lap. You were softly stroking his hair while he eagerly leant into your touch. The two of you were dating since the fourth year, and now that your N.E.W.T. exams were coming, you talked about your future more occasionally.

You were positive you wanted to live together with him after graduation, even thought Remus felt uneasy about his condition. What if he attacked you someday? He couldn’t bear the thought of you getting hurt at all, let alone because of him.

“So, I thought for a while. Do you think we could get a puppy?” You asked quietly, not wanting to ruin the peaceful atmosphere.

“A puppy? Why do you want one?” Murmured your boyfriend opening one eye to look at you.

“You know how my mother loved her cats more than me? She never let me have any pet, no matter how many times I begged.“ 

"You could always ask Padfoot to help you out there.” He closed his eyes again as if he would consider the conversation finished.

“You know that’s not the same.” You chuckled at his silly statement. Sure, you loved Sirius, but you couldn’t ask him to transform whenever you wanted to pet him.

“I’m sure he wouldn’t mind, though.”

“Remus, I’m serious. It could keep you company after full moons too.”

“I thought you were the one to keep me company. Of course, if you want to skip on that, I understand…” He sat up from your lap, turning around so he could look you in the eyes. He had a slightly hurt expression, which instantly made you regret your previous sentence.

“You know very well that’s not what I meant.”

“Then what did you mean?” He asked, eying you carefully.

“It’s just that… With the war coming and all… Oh, just forget it!” You had enough of his piercing gaze. You stood up angrily and headed in the direction of the girl’s dorms.

“Wait! Listen (Y/N), I know what you meant, but… you have to understand. There’s no way I would let you alone, especially since there’s a war coming.” He grabbed your shoulders and pulled you to his chest. You snuggled to him, inhaling his oh so familiar cologne. He reminded you of old books with his signature chocolate smell.

“I love you. Never forget that, got it?”He whispered to you, then kissed your nose sweetly.

“I know, Moony. I love you too.” You smiled at him right before giving him a proper kiss.“So, how about that puppy?” You smiled at him softly.

“I don’t know, love. Are you sure you can take care of a dog?” He questioned carefully, but his cautiousness still wasn’t enough to prevent you from getting pissed at him again.

“Whatever, forget it. I’m going to sleep. Goodnight!” You said, annoyed and stormed up the stairs. How dare he question your trustfulness when you patched him up after every full moon?

It took another two hours for you to finally fall asleep. The next morning you woke up by something wet on your face. You slowly opened your eyes, and there it was, the most adorable little guys you ever saw. 

It was a small puppy with light brown fur and tiny paws. You instantly knew who was responsible for this, so you grabbed the small dog and rushed to the boy’s dorm.

“Prongs! Pads? Let me in!” You knocked on the door, with a smile so wide that your mouth started to hurt.

“The door’s open, let yourself in!” You heard the annoyed grumbling of your friends, but you couldn’t care less about waking them up. You teared up the door, and with the puppy close to your chest, you jumped to your boyfriend’s bed.

“MOONY!” You shouted and tackled the sleepy werewolf.

“I love you so so much, you’re the best!” He chuckled, slowly processing what was happening.

“I guess you found my present?” He smiled lovingly at you and opened his mouth to say something else but you cut him off by kissing him passionately.

“Whoa, if making (Y/N/N) happy results in this, I will try it out sometimes too.” Grinned Sirius smugly, just before a pillow collided with his face.

“My girl, get your own!” Growled Remus protectively. You just giggled to yourself, still smiling like a maniac. You looked down at the puppy in your hand.

“We will love you and take care of you very well. Maybe teach you a few tricks, like messing up Padfoot’s hair and such.”

“Oi, don’t let that little monster get near me!”

“Are you talking about the dog or (Y/N)?” You smiled evilly at James’ question and started to chase Sirius around the room, with your new little puppy in your hands. As Sirius screamed, the others laughed and the small dog barked from time to time threateningly, you couldn’t help but think how much you wanted this to last forever.

The Marauders were your family, and with Remus at your side, you felt like even Lord Voldemort wouldn’t be enough to tear you guys apart. You were together, and nothing could ruin that.

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anonymous asked:

"Two girls were swinging...a skinny boy was watching them from behind a clump of bushes." "There was undisguised greed in his thin face as he watched the younger of the two girls..." "The playground was deserted apart from themselves and, though the girls did not know it, Severus." "I’ve been watching you for a while." "...understand that Severus had been planning this moment for a while." "All the time I was watching you..." "He watched her as greedily as he had watched her in the playground."

I assume you’re trying to convince me that Snape was a stalker….???

If that is the case, please stop. I stand by what I say when I say that Snape is not a stalker. I don’t know how many times people must say this, but again: 

Snape is not a stalker. 

And to label him as such is wrong and is a misrepresentation of his character.

Snape was lonely. He started crushing on Lily after he discovered she was like him. Call it creepy and stalker-ish all you want, but it’s not like he followed her around or harassed her 24/7 and y’know…tried to blackmail her into going out with him….like a certain……*ahem* someone did for nearly all their Hogwarts years. 

Lily basically told him to stay away from her and he did. She was the only person he ever really loved, but he never bothered her again because she asked him not to………..soooo……….

But yeah. Snape was definitely a stalker that was obsessed with Lily and never left her alone. :/

Wait for me.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Thomas Shelby x reader

“Maybe, but I know that he still loves you whatever he tries to say. I can see it in his eyes when people speak of you. When he looks at you it’s like he’s never seen anything quite like it. He’s never looked at me that way. That’s all I wanted you know, I thought if you left then maybe he’d look at me that way.”

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jupiterhyde  asked:

Why do you think fans and Jackie forgive Hyde's shitty actions towards Jackie so easily? I love him with all my heart but I find some of his worst actions towards Jackie too wrong to look away from it.

I spent long minutes looking at this question because I’m not sure what you’re talking about. Is it the cheating arc at the end of season 5? His initial assholery and silence during the first weeks of their relationship in season 5? The oocness of season 7? Season 8? Or is it the pre-relationship assholery? Because I have an answer for each, and it may not be what you’re expecting.

Be aware of the long ass meta, kids. Here we go.

Pre-relationship Hyde and Jackie (season 2-3)

SHE WAS STALKING HIM. It may hadn’t been the best to tell her to get off, but she was pestering him and shoving herself to him with little respect for his privacy, alone time and space in all kinds. She’s constantly getting him in trouble with his fosters parents, friends and even the law.

I do believe Jackie’s intentions of trying something with him, her feelings for him, were honests. But he has know her, until now, only as Kelso’s girlfriend and he has seen the kind of not-so-good person she can be to her couple. Not to mention he probably feels like she’s only using him to get back at Kelso or get over him, both options being honest to God ugly.

And he doesn’t know she really wants them to try because she never approaches him like any other normal person would: TALKING. And not yelling or demanding, but talking. Instead, she tries to make him go with her to places he doesn’t like, she puts him into stuff without asking him first and wants him to simply obey her. THAT’S NOT GOOD AT ALL.

I love Jackie with all my heart, but in this moment of the show, she has little respect for Hyde’s bondaries and it pisses him off. It would freak you out, too, I’m sure. It would piss ME off! And while yes, he was hard to her some times (especially with that ugly ass haiku), you have to take in mind this has been happening for MONTHS and his has his limits, kind of a temper too, and she doesn’t take no for an answer. WHICH IS WRONG.

So yeah, he was in his right to be an ass.

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So im gonna give scene analysis a go because i havent loved an episode this much all season.

So here it goes.

  • Killian quite literally running down hill. Such a good representation of his arc. We got so much angst and this episode is going to be the come down to all of it. The settling. 
  • And just like his past created the the beginning of the climb to this story/arc, it’s interesting that in the scene where he is going downhill it is literally because he’s being chased by what could be seen as symbols of his past. Who he was in the past. (Referring to the lost boys).
  • Lol I love the whole buried Rum line. Very Captain Jack Sparrow-esque
  • I got someone waiting for me at home. The show IS NOT ACCIDENTALLY THROWING OUT THIS TERM A LOT. It’s done with absolute intention. 
  • I don’t know if we will ever get real backstory on Killian and Tiger Lily but his little smirk he has upon saying her name and the era of confidence has me thinking it isn’t anywhere near as bad as everyone speculated.
  • Ah and there’s Captain Floor again. I gotta say they really do love messing with this man’s neck.
  • Nice reference to the fact that Hook is family.
  • I also dig Charming saying that this is REGINA’S curse. He didn’t differentiate in this moment.
  • Ugh the Snowing theme song always chokes me up. I love that there Love is enough to snap her out of this. Always a sucker for TL moments.
  • IT still makes me so giddy that these are real life husband and wife being all romantic on my screen.
  • Okay BF is stunning. Like damn.
  • I laugh at the idea that had Charming not said Emma’s name Rumple could still be living mindlessly in the 21st century Storybrooke Regina made. 
  • Ahh Charms saying “I know Hook is out there doing the same for you,” is so important because she needed to hear it and I think Charms knew that. You can see the instant relief in her face as she embraces him. I think it both calmed her and it also solidified that he wasn’t as mad anymore as maybe she was worried he was.
  • “Skull Rock” nice throw back to the animated version!
  • Killian’s anger and desperate need at having to get back to Emma, the woman he loves, will always get me in the feels.
  • I love that fate comes into play when it means creating the chance to save someone you love. There is so many great moments around this idea, this episode. We have Snowing later sacrificing themselves so Emma can get Killian. Which by fates hands will connect her with the weapon she needs to stop the BF. We also see this same fate come into play when Killian ends up in Neverland with the woman (tiger lily) who has the needed weapon. It’s all connected my friends. 
  • 20:1, “well I feel sorry for those lads, they don’t stand a chance.” Ah that pirate swag. 
  • I love that the FB all share some significance to season 1. I mean the scene where Regina sends Archie and Pongo to the mines is very reminiscent of season 1. It makes you wonder how much of these moments influenced those moments.
  • The field of flowers. Hmm well if Regina’s curse and season 1 evilness = 1 found pink flower. And now we’re seeing hundreds. She must really be a big big bad huh?
  • “NO mother should have to watch their child die,” hmm me thinks someone with a mom on the show might experience just that. SPOILER: my thoughts are Emma but I think she’ll be brought back. 
  • Killian Jones the host of all current hope speeches.
  • And there he goes again, risking himself to ensure his TL get’s what she needs to live. 
  • A single flower. A symbol that there is always hope. There is always something there that will get you through.
  • Okay so the scene with Snowing and young emma is really heart breaking. To me it’s not just a conversation of right vs. wrong. But a moment of just decision making. A hard one. And that’s why it was so important to have both sides of it. One side represented by Charms the other by Snow. It was the same conversation the audience would be having. So it fit well. But this scene was also meant to contrast what is coming next. It was also really nice to see that second chances run in romances. Ayyyee. That rhymed. But seriously Snowing and Captain Swan really do parallel the crap out of each other. The second good byes, the second reunions. Sometimes things happen more than once before they stick. 
  • And his fricken shadow caressed her face and im dead on the floor. I love that it kind of parallels the scene where Charms touched Snows hand and it was enough to just catapult a shift in emotion. 
  • And here we have the scene the FB’s were built for. One of them at least. Snow giving Emma the potion to bring back her love. TO have that happiness. To not have to wait. To do something for herself. EVERYTHING in contrast to what was done when they saw her through that door earlier, comes down to this moment. Snow is making the other choice. And it will pay off.
  • My understanding of that potion by the way, is that the one seeking their true love has to use it. So Im under the impression that everyone who will be mad at Emma for using it cant really be mad anyways? Because Snow has already passed out before she has a chance to use it. 
  • Also can we talk about how Snow knows that to win this battle. To fight this big fight, Killian has to be there. He’s part of what matters most to her and without that she wont be at her strongest. In a way Snow is once again doing what’s right by the people. She’s not only giving her daughter a chance but by letting her get Killian back and allowing her to have that person by her side for that fight, she is also potentially saving the town. 
  • Everything was just so perfect in that second that he saw her face. He was both scared and surprised and relieved at the same time that he saw her. And then not a second later he is warning Tiger Lily to run and again thinking about those other than himself. Here comes the full circle arc guys. I can feel it. 
  • Tiger Lily’s little happy smirk makes me happy. 
  • ALSO can we talk about how the last time they were in Neverland together everything was different. He felt like an orphan and had no family. Emma felt like an orphan. She was running away from him. He was declaring that he would one day win her heart because she’d WANT HIM. And now we have them both, with their families and each other, no where near alone and he has won her heart and she is running towards him and not only does she WANT HIM SHE AGREES TO SPEND ETERNITY WITH HIM BECAUSE SHE NEEDS HIM. THEY NEED EACH OTHER!! *loud screaching*
  • .2 seconds. Count with me. .2 seconds until Killian apologizes and gets right back to where he left off. This is so vital. So important. He’s tired of waiting. He wants to be different and he knows he is. He doesn’t want to waste time thinking about himself. He wants to get that truth of his and that apology out there because that’s what he’s been dying to say to her this entire time. Redemption arc! Redemption arc! You can even see Emma in my mind, taken a bit by surprise. He’s hurting and he doesn’t care. He needs to talk to her and clear the air. This is a clear showcasing of what he’s learned and what he finds important and Emma sees that.
  • He also owns up to the fact that he considered running away. He owns it. He didn’t have to but he did.
  •  The change off is so so good here. Emma’s line of “lets go get you cleaned off” showing where her concern in this moment lies. On his wellbeing. On his feeling whole. And his reluctance because he needs her to know that he loves her. That he wants to marry her. That she will never ever ever be alone and need to worry about him leaving ever again because he will always be with her by her side. (His concerns lying on her wellbeing, and her feeling whole).
  • Second proposal. SECOND FRICKING PROPOSAL. AND IM UGLY CRYING. DEAD AND ALIVE AT THE SAME TIME. My god. The single tear. The fact that they both had a chance to now ask each other. 
  • They’re both so vulnerable and delicate and AWARE of the stakes of life here. And it just guts me in the best kind of way. 
  • And again .2 seconds later he wants to know where her parents are because homeboy is not playing. He’s not messing things up this time. He knows who is important to him and how keeping them means being honest with them and he needs to talk to his bro before anything else. And make sure that the full truth is out there and that he is 100 percent the man he needs and wants and knows he can be and REDEMPTION ARC! REDEMPTION ARC!
  • Ah holding hands while walking to Emma’s parents. 
  • .2 seconds my friends. This is what i’m talking about the closing of a redemption arc. He is wasting no time owning up to everything, making amends for everything. Not only is Killian a vital part in breaking the curse. But he is the first step in making it happen. He is using his ACTIONS in CURRENT TIME to make amends for his ACTIONS of the PAST. All this is on purpose and it’s what makes this such a good redemption arc. I mean seriously who does a redemption arc better than Killian mother f’n Jones. 
  • I loved Killian and Emma’s little smile at Leroy. Especially sense they have a spotted past with him haha.
  • Idk why that little look on Emma and Killian’s face gets me. The one right after Granny takes a sip. It’s like Emma is seeing what he waiting until she was 28 to find her parents really did. It brought these people together. It made this group. These friendships. It was worth something. And Killian is just looking like he is desperately waiting for his bro to resurface. He needs the chance to Look David in the face and own what he did and make sure he knows that he is sorry. 
  • ^^ Point: Colin and Jen are fantastic fricken actors. I will follow their careers until i’m probs dead.
  • I love the whole Season 1 feeling of Snow waking up, only now they are next to each other. Im a sucka for some parallels. 
  • And here’s another contrast point to the FB. This moment. Where they wake up and see what everyone has done for them is to show Snowing and the audience that when you help others they will return the favor. It won’t go unnoticed. 
  • Emma and Killian look so regal laying there haha.
  • Also David rushing to his daughter has my eyes rushing with tears ya feel.
  • Anyone else get a little father daughter feeling when Emma woke up at Charms touch. I could imagine him waking her up for school in the morning as a little girl when I watched this.
  • And CHARMS HAND REACHES TO HELP KILLIAN UP AND IM DEAD. IM ABSOLUTELY DEAD. Like the symbolism. Killian is still down because Charming needs to know how he feels. How he’s sorry. And now Charming is lifting him up and they are eye to eye and here it comes. The man who he inadvertently hurt is the man helping him to his feet. Coming to his hand and his rescue. And Killian is given the chance to finally say what needs to be said and HE TAKES IT. OF COURSE HE DOES. 
  • Can I also holla at the parallel shot (like literally parallel) of Emma and Snow looking at each other right next to Killian and David looking at each other. The newly engaged and the parents. In an actual parallel. I mean can you scream symbolism because I can “SYMBOLISMMM!”
  • Can I also point out that Killian is still scared. It’s not going to hinder him from being the good man we know he is. But he is scared. He tells David that he guesses “Emma didn’t tell [him his] secret.” And this line doesn’t have anything to do with Emma it has to do with Killian thinking there is no way Charms would help him to his feet and ensure his safety if he knew. Because how could he be forgiven so fast. How could something he was so ashamed of and so terrified of acknowledging and scared of knowing yet alone saying be forgiven. This is the bow on the top of a very important package. 
  • I love everything about this scene. Charming saying that Hook is a changed man. Ensuring not only him but the audience. Charming had a lesson this episode about the past. He knows that once was is far away from what now is. And the way he looks at Emma as he says Hook has changed. Ensuring his daughter that all is well. That he is still supporting their marriage and love and happiness and Emma’s knowing look. That look that says “these are my parents and I love them. I love who they are.” Is the best. And i’m in tears again.
  • “No matter what she does you will not face her alone.” This is so important. Because let’s be honest. Of course Emma is scared of the battle. But what has always scared her more than some big bad has been who will be there by her side when this darkness comes (Whether its the darkness of being an orphan or a literal dark one). Emma has her family. She has come full circle too. She isn’t alone and never will be again. 
  • AH Gideon kept a flower alive. You go my dude.
  • Can we also talk about the contrast in family dynamics. Rumples whole family is a mixture of people chosing to love each other and being forced to obey each other in some weird representation of false love. Meanwhile the charms-mills-swan-jones/town is having one big huge family moment. In which people are actively choosing, with their hearts, to be a part of this family that was built out of love and respect and forgiveness and sacrifice. They contrasts are on purpose. And it’s glorious.

Honestly this episode was so good. This is long because I had many feelings. Sorry not sorry. haha. 

Im ded.

Love on the Brain

Rating: M

Summary: Jellal wasn’t programmed for casual dating but, contrary to popular belief, expanding on a life-long friendship wasn’t easy.

Note: I’m obsessed with r/Relationships. It’s like a sickness. I was lurking the other night and saw a post so perfectly perfect I couldn’t let it go. Turns out the actual story behind it was kinda boring so I had to make it better.

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KBTBB MC With Heterochromia

Heterochromia: Where one iris of the eye is colored differently than the other

Eisuke: He always thought it was weird. Ever since the day they met she always kept a part of her face hidden, her eye to be exact. No matter what they were doing, whether at home, at a party or even in bed her eye was her main concern to the point that she wore a medical eyepatch around the penthouse. He told her not to wear it at parties and she respected that since it looks too weird for her to be wearing it, but that didn’t stop private time with it.
“My eye irritates me easily and it’s not pretty to look at.” Is what she said. He didn’t press the issues at first because he really didn’t care, but now that they were dating he can’t help but be curious.
He did a little digging when it came to her medical records, but even doctors had their limits on how much they can reveal.
“Looks like I’ll have to do this myself.” He said irritated. He called her up through the pager and just waited for her to come running in.
She’s a tiny out of breath having to get here with her limit, but he had to admit she was getting better at coming within the limit.
“Yes Eisuke? Do you need me to make you some coffee?” She knows him well, but that’s not what he wanted.
“What’s up with your eye?” She immediately covers it the second he says eye.
“What do you mean?” She asks like she was trying to hide something.
“You know I hate it when you hide things from me. Show me your eye.” He said as he got up and walked towards her.
She hesitated, but slowly she removed her hand and he moved her bangs to see her eye. He looked close and she was starting to sweat a tiny bit. Though he didn’t see what the big deal was at first. Her eye wasn’t red or anything that looked like it needed any medical help, but he noticed something within the eye. Compared to how her other eye was it looked slightly off, like it was trying to hide something. Then it hit him. He had seen Baba wear them when going to work sometimes.
“You’re wearing contacts.” He stated.
She lowered her shoulders in disappointment knowing that he found her shield. Contacts, hair and eyepatches were her protection all her life and knowing her guy, he wasn’t going to let this go until he knew why.
“Take it out.” He ordered knowing there was only one contact.
She did slowly as if she was trying to savor what little she could. She took out the contact, but didn’t bring her head up to face him with her true self. He got impatient and took her face and faced it towards him.
There he saw what she had been hiding. A vibrant green eye neighboring her warm brown one. He could see tears starting to form in both. Him knowing her secret was too scary, but she had a feeling what was coming next.
“Well say it.” She ordered not wanting the silence.
“Say what?”
“That ‘This isn’t working out’ or ‘Get out of my sight’! I’ve heard it all before. It’s better than you just having to cheat. I’ve been through all of it with my ex-boyfriends when they saw my eyes. Just spare me the pain yourself the time and just say-Mmmn!” He shut her up with a long kiss with tears rolling down her face.
He could understand why she was afraid. Having two different eyes was something different and while people try to be open, people can still be cruel. What really made him upset is the fact she didn’t trust him enough to actually show him her true face, though from what she just said, it sounded like her trust was shattered by all the guys she dated from dumping her politely to just cheating on her. He wasn’t like other guys in more ways than one, and she should have known that by now. He separated them and looked at her shocked face.
“Eisuke…?” She was completely dazed.
“Did you really think it was okay to hide something like this from me?” He asked.
“I’m sorry. It’s just I love you so much, that I couldn’t show you my eyes. I wanted you to love the me behind the eyes, but I couldn’t show you with what happened. I didn’t want history to repeat itself.” She explained.
“And what makes you think that I’m like all those others guys?” He asked very irritated being compared.
“Well I…” she stuttered not knowing how to respond.
“Looks like I’m going to have to remind you of what kind of guy I am not to mention punish you for hiding something this beautiful from me.” He kissed the green and picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.
She struggled a tiny bit and kept saying to put her down, but she couldn’t help, but feel happy, that she may have found someone that loves her brown and green eyes just as much as they loved her.

Soryu: He didn’t know why, but he just couldn’t let it go. He respected her privacy and probably has a story, but it just made him want to find out what it was even more. The eyepatch she always wore, the bangs that were always parted a certain way. She said eye irritates her so she wears the eyepatch at home and her bangs when she went to work. He said that he could afford the medical treatment if she wanted it.
“Don’t bother, I’ve had this ever since I was born. There’s no point in trying to do anything other than making myself comfortable.” She explained.
“But you’re only dealing with it rather than taking care of the problem. Wouldn’t you rather take the eyepatch off at home instead of wearing it around the the house.” He gestured to her covered eye.
“Well I would, but…” she looks down almost as if she was ashamed. He hated seeing her like this with him. They were at the point there couldn’t possibly be any secrets, so he knew her eye was a major gap even though it was small.
One day Soryu had to take her to the doctor, nothing bad or anything, merely a physical for the hotel.
“Alright. So everything looks to be in order. Your eye needs to breathe a bit more with you constantly wearing your eyepatch, and there’s the fact that it won’t be used to light if you keep wearing it. So I recommend you take a break.” The doctor ordered. She looked down due to the ordered, but Soryu saw it as a perfect opportunity.
As soon as they got how you were about to go and find your eyepatch, but Soryu grab her hand to stop her.
“Soryu let go.”
“I don’t want you to wear that patch anymore, you can’t wear it all the time anymore anyway.”
“Can’t you trust me?”
“I just don’t want you to be scared. Every time I think I have a decent guy to love, something happens and it’s all because of me eyes. Every time they see them something happens. I don’t want that again.” She explained her voice trembling a bit.
“Then it won’t, the only thing I’m frustrated about is the fact that something that’s so big for you to carry isn’t on my shoulders since you can come to me with this.” He explained.
“Just show me.” She stayed still for a second and slowly walked towards him.
She parted her bangs and did what Soryu didn’t exactly expect; she put her index finger in her eye. He was about to stop her only for her to pull out a contact. She slowly looked up with her bangs still in her face. Soryu slowly pushed them away to see her insecurities. He saw a bright green eyes that was sparkling with unshed tears.
“Well say something.” She ordered as the tears began to slip from both eyes.
He really didn’t know what to say, but he just pulled her into his arms to comfort her. He understood why she was so scared. Appearance, while aren’t being judged so much anymore still counted out in the world and he was a victim of that whether he wanted it or not. He on the other hand had to deal with the criticism, even gone through some broken hearts because of it and she wasn’t as tough as he was. He couldn’t care what people thought, but she was a sweetheart. Making friends where ever she goes, even in the mafia world she can make people smile with her kindness alone. So knowing that just made him want to track every boyfriend she had down and make sure they know what they did to make her feel so insecure.
“Never wear those contacts and that eyepatch again.” He told her.
“You can wear the contacts during work, but I don’t want you to hide your eye from me. And if the others say anything about your eye I promise to always carry my gun.” He said.
“You do that anyway.” She giggled a bit causing him to smile and kiss the eye that was ignored, but will now be shown for what it was in his eyes. Beautiful.

Baba: He really wanted to see her. It had been a while since they had been together, but a thief’s job is never truly done. Going around the world was exhausting, but now back home he can relax a bit with his princess. He wanted to surprise her so he didn’t say he was coming home just yet. If he was lucky he would be able to catch her before she went to bed.
He opened the door slowly and saw his girlfriend watching a movie with her bangs parted out of her face and no eye patch which was very refreshing. It’s not that he didn’t love her look or eye patch, it was just nice to see her face for once.
“Tadima!” He shouted causing her to jump a bit in her seat. Her hand went to her eye right away. He thought it was weird, but went to her lips instead. After he released her she was shocked. It was like her brain was going ninety miles an hour and her warm brown eye was showing it.
“What’s wrong pretty lady? Aren’t you happy to see me?” He took off his fedora.
“Uh…yeah I just…wasn’t expecting you till tomorrow morning.” She confessed. Her thoughts were calming down, but there was a bit of a wreck as if she was trying to figure out what to do next.
“My flight came early. Why are you hiding your face? It was nice to see your entire pretty face for once.” He teased.
“You saw it you saw my eye!” She yelled.
“Yeah. I thought you looked very pretty.”
“But a lot of my ex boyfriends dump me or cheat on me because of my eye.” She explained.
“Then they’re idiots for doing something like that for someone beautiful, but I have to thank them for clearing the way for me.” He explained not knowing what the big deal was.
She looked shocked as if those were the kindest words that anyone had ever said to her. As if those were the words she was waiting for her whole life to hear. She lowered her hand and opened her eye.
“Do you really mean that Baba? Really?”
He was taken back a little when he saw that her eye was green, but held it together well. He saw her face, but he didn’t see the small detail that was her eye color. He understood why she felt insecure to hid behind hair and patches, but really he just fell in love all over again. He knew he was  luckiest man in the world for having someone so rare as her and now he felt like he had the rare treasure of all. He just smiled.
“Like I said beautiful. Truly.” He kisses the eye that was shunned, but promised to give it enough attention for the world along with it’s shunned keeper.

Ota: It was supposed a date. That’s how it was until they ran into her sister at the park. She was on her way back home doing some shopping when she saw them tossing a Frisbee, that was Ota’s idea of a date and decided to say hello. She was somewhat surprised to see that her sister was dating someone famous, but wasn’t as well since her job was the Tres Spades.
“Is that why you decided to work there? So you could meet a guy?” Ota teased.
“It is not! I’m going to get some water.” She got up and went to find a water fountain with he face a bit red.
“I really want to thank you Mr. Kisaki.” Her sister bowed to him.
“What for?”
“Well my sister has always been insecure with guys. In fact there was a point our family was worried she would never learn to love.”
“Whys that?” He asked wanting to know about his Koro’s past.
“Because of her eye. All of the guys take one look and all of a sudden they become jerks. She says she’s cursed, but we keep telling her that her eyes are pretty, both of them. But maybe she needs an outside opinion rather than a family members’.”
“Both…?” Ota was having trouble following. And now he was curios to see what was truly the secret behind his girl’s eye.
After her sister left he was left to ponder what she meant. Was there something wrong with her eye that she had to cover it. He hated being kept in the dark, especially from his girlfriend. He knows a thing or two about trust being broken, but you refused to let him go it alone and felt that it was fair that he do it for you too. He wouldn’t do it for just anyone. He would only do it for you.
After they got home, he explained what her sister said.
“She what?”
“She told me about your eye. At least enough to let me know, you don’t trust me enough to see.” He explained
“I just feel so curse with it. Guys do bad things the second I show it. Cheat, break up, insult. I couldn’t bear that with us.” Her body shakes as the memories flood back to her.
He grabs her and can feel her tremble like a leaf. He wanted to drop this, but she needed to get over the wall that she built in order for them to be close.
“I promise I’m not them. There’s only way to figure that out.”
“Do I have to?” She asked sounding like a little kid.
“Show me.” He pulls her away. She shakily takes off the eyepatch that she put on as soon as they got home. He tilts her head up when she doesn’t let him see. And he sees the problem and yet he doesn’t.
“You really do look like a puppy.” He teases as he finally sees the green eye that was hidden from him.
“From you that is a compliment. Right?” She asks.
“That’s right.” He nods him head and brings her in as tears begin to fall through her eyes. He gently kisses the tears away and makes sure her eye gets a kiss too.
He had so much inspiration from his muse. He took mental notes on her eyes. The color and the shape to make sure his next master piece would make her see the true beauty that was in her eyes.

Mamoru: He really didn’t care at first being the guy he was. He just let her do what she wanted when it came to her weird habits that came with her eye. He was curios, but decided to ignore it.
One day he came home late and tired. He did what he had to do and just left the rest to the others. He opened the door to see his girlfriend on the floor on her hands and knees looking for something.
“Hey. You okay kid?” He asked with her not facing him.
“Oh Momaru welcome home. Just uh, dropped something.” She kept looking without facing him.
“What a pain.” He hot down on his hand and knees and started to look. She said she could do it herself, but it was going to bug him if she was going to crawl everywhere. He was looking for a bit until he found something weird. Something small and round. He picked it up to discover that it was a contact. Not just any contact though. A colored contact that was the same color as his girl’s eyes.
“Baby girl? Why is there a contact here?” He asked and she stiffened up.
“Well uh…”
“I usually don’t meddle because it’s a pain, but are your eyes even brown?”
“Yes! Mostly…” she muttered the last part still not looking at him.
“Mostly? Sweetheart is it one or the other?” She starts to tremble.
He hates being the bad guy with her. She really does look like a kid when she gets like that, but it just made him want to protect her more. And he couldn’t do that with her not letting him in.
“Sweetheart? Can you look at me please?” He asked as he knelt down next to the part of her have that is usually covered, but she turns her face the other way.
“No you’ll hate me. Just like all my other boyfriends.”
“We don’t know that for sure, unless you look at me.” He says as he takes a set next to her.
She sits on her knees and stays frozen for a bit. He just waits for her without saying a word. Slowly, but surly she turns to him and opens her eyes. He was surprised, but he didn’t let the green eye faze him.
“It’s weird isn’t it. My eye, it just makes people hate me.” She said with he head starting to go down, but he picks it back up.
“You really are a kid if you think this fazes me. I’ve seen bad stuff as a cop, but this doesn’t. I’m just a bit hurt that you kept it from me.”
“Really? It’s good?” She asked.
“It’s good. So there’s no need to play pirate around the house anymore.” He teased.
“Meanie! Stop treating me like a kid!” She ordered but couldn’t help, but smile at the fact that he was treating her the same way as he always does.
He pull her into his lap and just smiled at the fact there was no more secrets between them. He kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her lips and finally her eyes and paid special attention to the one that never got any good attention, but promise to make sure it wouldn’t be shunned by him.

A Fish Fic for (not) Friday

It wasn’t until I went to write that title that I realized I should’ve saved this fic back till tomorrow, but it’s already posted and I am not a patient woman anyway. Oh well! Here is a short West Wing standalone fic about my favorite mystery: what benign force is in charge of Gail’s fishbowl? Personally I still believe it’s magic, but this is a somewhat more mundane explanation. Hope you enjoy! 

“So what’s going on in here?”

Carol jumped at the sudden voice from behind her, water slopping over her fingers as she tightened her grip on the glass bowl. She turned to glare at the interloper, now leaning in the doorway as though he had not a care in the world. “You’re not supposed to be back here, Danny,” she accused. “Margaret’s going to eat you for breakfast.”

“Hey, ease back there, Galatea,” Danny implored, raising his empty hands. “I’ve got a note from the boss, I swear. We’re meeting for lunch.”

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