because i love her okay

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What your father did to you, the choices I had to make.

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She deserved better. And I would’ve done anything to give it to her.

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Favourite Villain + Supergirl

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Lips (Drabble)

Summary: You and Bucky are kissing when you find his particular weakness.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 351

Based off of this prompt: “D-Don’t do that with your lips.”

Warnings: Making out, & kinda smutty? (just the buildup though)

A/N: So this drabble wouldn’t have been possible without my babe Gen, @bucky-plums-barnes, who gave me the idea for this drabble since I was stuck on what to do. She’s a smut queen™ (but you guys probably know that) & she came up with this idea in like .2 seconds when I told her the prompt because she’s talented & I LOVE HER OKAY. Anyway, this was fun to write, even if I’m terrible at smut. I just need practice, I guess. Hope you enjoy :)

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The story of the Kubdel pocket watch

She thinks a lot about her nakama

Rivals: Chapter One (Alexander Hamilton x Reader)

Pairing: Alexander Hamilton x Reader, reader with no gender prefrence

Warnings: Implied smut. If school is a trigger then you better watch out

Setting: Modern, High School

Summary: Alexander Hamilton challenges Thomas Jefferson to see who can get closest to the lead role in the school musical. Thomas Jefferson is the readers best friend and helps him pick out a monologue and song, but then the reader realizes that Alex is just a smol babe and things get good. 

Ships and requests are open!!!!! Please leave suggestions in my inbox!

Enjoy!

P.S. There is a hidden Jefferson meme in this story so comment if you see it heheheh

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“No way! I could rock tights better than you any day!!”

Oh god Tom, not again.

The usual Tuesday morning, Jefferson getting in a yelling fight before first period starts. You were always the one to pull him away. It was tiring being the best friend of Thomas Jefferson.

“Well, let’s see then! We will both try out for the lead in the school musical, and whoever gets closest to the role wins. Then we will see who really wears the tights in this feud.”

Alexander Hamilton. The usual one to pick a fight with Thomas. You didn’t know him very well besides the fact that he was your best friends rival, and he sits behind you in history class. Nonetheless, you had to admit you kinda had the hots for him.

“Okay, okay, break it up. The bell is going to ring soon.” You tried to usher Thomas away before he could get a word in, but before you could grab him, he shouted, “You’re on Hamilton!!”

You walked into first period, practically dragging Thomas in, steam coming out of his ears. 

“I hate that arrogant prick so much. I wish I could wipe that smug smile off of his face. Mon chéri, thank you for butting in before I could do anything stupid.”

Ever since he came back from France, Tom gave you the nicest nicknames such as mon ami, mon chéri, and mon chaton. You weren’t quite sure what they meant, but you secretly found them adorable.

“But you did something stupid. You agreed to try out for the school musical, even though you have zero experience with theatre.” Thomas knew were a theatre enthusiast who had been in the majority of school productions, and you already knew the question was coming.

“Will you please help me and possibly try out with me? It would make me feel loads better.”

You sighed and cracked open your trig textbook. “Of course. We can start rehearsing after school today.” He gave you a toothy smile and proceeded to his seat.

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Fifth period rolls around. History was your favorite subject, especially when you were studying your favorite time period, the birth of America.

You strolled into the classroom to see Mr. Washington and Alexander in a silent debate about the debt plan established by the first secretary of treasury. Why was he so passionate about a debt plan

RIIIIIING RIIIIIIING

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After Mr. Washington was finished with the lecture, You felt a tap on your shoulder and turned to meet a pair of dark eyes.

“So what is it with you and Jefferson?”

“Hamilton, I could ask you the same question.”

“Well, me and Thomas never really got along. I used to be the big man on campus, and everyone adored me. All the teachers loved me, especially my English and History teachers. Until Jefferson came around. He astonished History teachers with his knowledge and opinions of french history, and he made English teachers swoon with his many tongues. Also, he says I dress like the pits of fashion when hes the one in that damn fuchsia coat and bow tie-”

Watch it. That’s my best friend.”

He held his hands up as a form of surrender. “Now it’s your turn. What is it with you and Jefferson?”

“I’m sorry, I’m sure I don’t know what you mean…”

“Come on, (Y/N). Are you dating?”

“No, I’m just the one who tries to keep him from making stupid decisions and getting in fights.”

“As you saw from this morning, you’re not doing a very good job of it.”

“True… So what about you Hamilton? Are you seeing anyone?”

Why did I ask that. Why did I ask that.

His eyes seemed to get brighter when you asked that question and his cheeks grew a light shade of pink. He held back a smile and looked down at his hands. “No.” He looked back at you and his smile broke loose. Your heart fluttered at the sight of it. You gave him a light smile and turned back around to your books. Snap out of it. This is your best friends rival.

RIIIIIING RIIIIIIING

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“Thomas, are you going to eat that whole damn bowl of macaroni??”

“Fllflflff flff lflfff!”

“You know I can’t understand you when your mouth is full.”

“Flf.” He pouted and crossed his arms. He finally managed to swallow the outrageous amount of macaroni and cheese dripping from his mouth. Ew.

“What are we going to do for my monologue and song?”

“Well I was thinking, and this monologue from Funny Girl would be perfect for you. Give it a read.”

“Nah.”

“How about… this one!”

“No, I don’t really like it.”

It was a tedious process, but 3 hours later you and Thomas had finally picked out and rehearsed both his song and monologue. He managed to step on his cat and break a lamp in the process. (His cat was okay by the way.) You sat down on his couch and turned on the television, but all you could think about was Alexander. His eyes didn’t seem to have depth until today. You never see brown eyes the same again until you fall in love with a pair of them. WAIT. Did I just say that I LOVED Alexander Hamilton? 

You felt a buzz in your pocket.

From: Alex

Hey. So I was thinking a lot, and I would love to get to know you more. If you wanted to, we could “study” together? Like a date? You are Jefferson’s best friend and I understand if it’s too weird but.. I just really want to know you on a basis where you don’t always call me Hamilton. Send me your thoughts. <3

Your stomach did back flips when you saw this message.

To: Alex

I would love to! Friday after school works for me :)

From: Alex

Great! See you then!

You locked your phone and a smile began to tug on your lips.

“What’s got you in such a good mood, mon chéri?

“Don’t worry about it.”

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Wednesday and Thursday pass. You help Thomas everyday after school and Alexander is having more frequent conversations with you. He even introduces you to his squad, John Laurens, Hercules Mulligan, And Marquis de Lafayette. Hercules is unusually tall and broad for a junior in high school, Lafayette’s French accent is so thick you couldn’t understand him at first, and John Laurens has the biggest obsession with turtles. Literally. He has a shirt with turtles on it and his phone case is also a turtle. It was adorable. You hit it off with Hamilsquad immediately.

Friday rolls around and you’re in 7th period with Thomas and James Madison when the school day finally ends.

“I’ll see you guys later!” you turn away from them and before you could start walking away, Thomas grabs your arm.

“Woah, where do you think you’re going? You’re supposed to help me with lines today.” He let go of your arm.

“I’m going to study, and we have been going at this since Tuesday, can we just take a break?”

“Study…? You never study alone.”

You were already out the door. Before he could catch you, you slipped into the crowded hall and vanished.  Yeah… you never told Thomas about the little soiree you arranged with Alex. But he would understand. It’s just a little, innocent date, right?

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SLAM. Alexander pins your hands above your head and pushes you up against the wall. He lets go of your wrists and his hands find a way to your sides. His lips are hungrily kissing your own. He tasted like coffee and peppermint. In a flash his lips are on your neck. “A-alex…” 

“That’s it baby. Say it just like that.”

“Make me. Make me say it louder.”

He parted from your neck and brought your hips to his. “Challenge accepted.”

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Hope you liked it! I’ll be posting Chapter 2 soon!

~G

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endless list of favourite characters: 3/?
jemma simmons  ➜  marvel’s agents of shield

“i’m not saying you were weak, i’m saying all men are weak!”

A visual guide to @chronicolicity‘s ‘Resistance is built on hope’ - Virginie ‘Jyn’ Erso.


i wanted to make something cool and accurate but i made this instead (with dumb princess diaries and deadpool references i know forgive me)

anyway this fic is superflicious wonderful amazing and everybody needs to read it and send love to the author (also much love to @runakvaed and this flawless edit without whom id never have discovered it) 

anonymous asked:

Do you think that before Flynn stole the mothership he tracked Lucy down at all? I'm sure he would have been curious about the mysterious professor who wrote his journal-from-the-future. So I can picture him finding her at her university and attending one of her lectures or something. What are your thoughts?

Oh, my god, Anon. My thoughts are I have had these EXACT THOUGHTS!

He DEFINITELY looked her up before the series starts! No doubt. None. Erase all doubt from your mind. We don’t know the degree of it. Maybe Flynn searched online for information about her. Maybe he read one of her books (a history book– not the sad, handwritten one). Maybe, yes, he even sat in the back of at least one lecture. We don’t know how far he went researching her (he’s an intelligence gathering special agent and this could actually be quite in depth– he has her tax returns), but we do know that Flynn looked Lucy up in the present day before setting his plan in motion.

And it all sounds like an interesting little possibility and fan theory, one more connection Flynn and Lucy have before even meeting face to face, but the logical part of our brain is still like, “Proof?”

How about the fact that, in the Pilot, he knew what she looked like? Yeah. Once you realize Flynn picked her out of a frantic crowd at night in front of an explosion, it hits you: “How did he know her face?” Lucy can write her entire life story in that journal. Flynn can know her mind as well as she knows herself. But unless Lucy included a photograph, he would not know her to see her. He’d pass her on the street. Conclusion: either through research or because he staked her out (attended one of her classes), Flynn was familiar with what Lucy looked like prior to meeting her in 1937.

Now, you can argue the above. You could say that one brief, mid-episode snippet is the real first time Flynn sees her. The part when he’s watching the three be arrested after he called in that tip on them.

BUT! he is very, very far away. And he’s not even the one looking through the binoculars when it happens. 

He certainly can’t make out her face. And would he really approach her later with his biggest identifier being that she had on a brown coat? Why would he WANT to leave it up to chance? Why would he risk not knowing what Lucy looks like before going into the past where he knows he’s going to run into her? I really don’t think he would.

Also (just mentioning) Flynn’s guy that Wyatt kills in the hangar knew who Lucy was, and I’m not sure what to make of it. Flynn did brief his men about her though. We know that. Because after realizing who she was (whether because Flynn passed around a picture of her or because he said she’d be the woman following them), the man said, “Flynn wants to talk to you.” So Flynn made certain his men knew who Lucy was and that, if found, she should be brought to him, presumably unharmed.

I really think it makes sense that Flynn looked her up beforehand. It makes more sense than him not doing it. Checking up on Lucy just fits Flynn’s character. Not only for curiosity’s sake, but because Flynn won’t be caught unaware again. After Rittenhouse and his family, Flynn researches, he double-checks. The man has become obsessively prepared. It’s like a compulsion he now has. He needs that sense of control so much he doesn’t even delegate unless he has to. He trusts no one. He does everything himself. He’s paranoid something will go wrong. So many episodes, he has to check the journal before allowing himself to act. Even in 1.12, he pulled it out and studied the drawing before approaching Emma’s cabin. He looks before he leaps, and you can’t tell me that doesn’t include investigating Lucy before thrusting them into the situation where they meet. He would want to know her first, familiarize himself a little better.

So yes, he looked her up before stealing the Mothership. Fight me.

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You play? A little

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you take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic.

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Yeeess!! my fave is back and he hasn’t been demoted!! also, based on the scene he was in, we got a bit of information surrounding the Schnee dust company and the political side of Atlas!

. Ironwood has not been demoted! he still holds the rank of General.

. Not only that but he also holds two seats on the council. 

. Seeing as he seems to have so much power and position (Headmaster, General, Member of Council etc) he must be well trusted by the Atlesian government, especially considering the fact that since the events in Vale, he hasn’t seemed to have lost any of these powers or positions, which would be appropriate considering the events. Jacques even mentions later on that it’s shocking Ironwood hasn’t been demoted or stripped of his rank.

. Ironwood has already set an embargo on dust exports from Atlas, which is why Jacques is so ruffled.

. Ironwood seems to have further ideas in mind other than the embargo, that were only implied during the exchange. It’s possible it was to prolong the dust embargo until it’s certain no kingdom will declare war, which Jacques mentions later on. This implies there are great political tensions and unrest between the kingdoms currently.

. Ironwood seems to only have the well-being of Atlas in mind, which is a relief to me, because since the new opening suggested Ironwood was heavily associated with the Schnee’s, I immediately assumed it was because he was lending the power of his position to aide sketchy business enterprises, but it seems he only associates with them professionally.

. Additionally; Weiss trusts him so that’s nice, you can add Ironwoods name to the list of people Weiss can trust in Atlas, which is now at a grand total of 3

. Oh, also; Ironwood is fucking hot.

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“I have something for you too.”
“It’s a book.”

“–ren.” Levi’s voice roused him from sleep. “Hey, Eren. Wake up!”

Eren opened his eyes, blearily taking in the sight of his husband standing next to their bed and holding their 4-year old before stretching and smiling lazily. “Morning!”

“Look, Becka.” Levi spoke softly to the little girl in his arms. “Papa is awake. Do you remember what you wanted to tell him?”

The brown haired toddler nodded excitedly, wiggling wildly in Levi’s arms as she threw herself in Eren’s direction.

“Happy birfday, papa!” Becka giggled as she settled herself on Eren’s chest, hugging him tightly as her laughter rang and Eren hugged her back, looking at Levi with pure joy.

“Thank you, munchkin.” Eren’s voice was still heavy with sleep but his happiness shone through his eyes as he felt Levi’s fond eyes on him. “Where you a good girl for daddy this morning?”

“Ya.” She nodded, her pigtails bouncing along with her. “We made you pancakes.”

“Oh wow, lucky me.” Eren grinned at her as she beamed with pride at having helped her dad prepare them.

“How about you go make sure everything is ready for papa?” Levi interrupted, scooping the girl off of Eren and setting her on the floor. “We’ll be right there.”

They both watched as she ran towards the kitchen, her little footsteps ringing in her wake as Levi sat down at the edge of the bed and reached to brush Eren’s hair back. “Happy birthday, love.”

Eren hummed contently as Levi leaned to kiss his forehead, closing his eyes and cherished the soft touch of his lips on his skin.

“Come on, go freshen up and join us for breakfast.” Levi said as he moved back, a smirk highlighting his face. “We’re spending the day at the park before dropping Becka off at Erwin’s for the night.”

A very happy birthday indeed.