Omg, Cam - would you do #22, bellarke in canon-verse? I will seriously die omg
22. Things you said after it was over
spots her near the lake, on the rocks, her back facing him. He goes to her
immediately. She has her hands on her sides and she’s leaning on them. She
looks at him briefly, with a small smile, when he joins her and sits next to
her. But soon she’s looking at the view in front of her again.
in silent for a moment, enjoying the sun on their skins, the breeze on their hair,
the silent, their company.
help but slightly turning to her. He’s watching her carefully, admiring her
beauty calmly, remembering all the reasons he loves her.
then, softly, as if she doesn’t want to disturb the quiet of the nature around
beautiful…” A bigger smile is forming on her lips and Bellamy turns again to
the view in front of them.
beautiful. The lake is bright blue, the trees around it full of green leaves,
there are a few clouds in the sky but it’s mainly blue. The sun is setting to
their right and Bellamy has to close his eyes a little if he wants to look that
is.” He simply says.
realized before.” He’s not sure what she means so he doesn’t reply.
at him and smiles, a little sadly.
too much death and danger to really appreciate the landscape.”
a little. He can. Because all of this is behind them now, they can live without
suffering from the past.
have lot of time to enjoy the view either.” He’s smiling and it must reassure
Clarke because she smiles too after seeing his face light up.
her legs swing against the rock and Bellamy just imagines that it must be her
first time doing this. She almost looks her age right now.
sure what her age is exactly. It doesn’t matter much. But she looks young and
carefree and beautiful, just like she should be.
we going to do now?” she asked.
his time before replying. She’s saying this as a joke but he wants to answer
is deep and genuine.
“Now we get
to live.” She turns to him and grins a little.
me think of Jasper right now.” When he doesn’t understand, she elaborates. “He
said something like this to me once. ‘I
don’t want us to survive, Clarke, I want us to live.’”
“It was his
smart kid this Jasper.”
Clarke is smirking
full now. And Bellamy matches her.
though. Now we don’t have to worry about all of this anymore.”
“We do deserve
a knowing smile.
talk and listen to birds chirping and the sound of the wind on the water of the
gonna be so bored!” Clarke exclaimed suddenly.
lets out an unbelieving huff.
used of just doing… nothing!”
because she’s being ridiculous, he knows that, she knows that, and they could
never really joke before. It’s nice.
have to find new things to do.”
what?” She says this leaning more on her hands, her head titled to him, slightly
biting her lips.
“Oh, I don’t
know, spending time with friends… Bonding…”
She nods a
little, before changing her position and facing him, sitting cross-legged. Her
elbows on her knees and her head resting on her hands, she looks at him,
prompting him to continue.
enjoying a few drinks? Being a little tipsy? Dancing?”
“Hmm. I can
Monty and Jasper could throw a little party.”
She smiles. “Would I do all of that alone?”
the time to let out a breath and gulp.
do that with you if you want.” He raises on shoulder in a false carefree shrug.
take walk together too.”
“We want to
do some exercise still.” She nods seriously, playing along with him.
take some naps too.”
kiss sometimes? Kissing’s nice.”
“Kissing is nice.” She wears a full-on smile now,
showing her teeth, hurting her cheeks with the way she smiles so intensely.
try that now? We don’t want to ruin it because we’re out of practice.”
be a shame.” She bits her lips, still smiling and he’s smiling too.
closer to rest his forehead against her own. They close their eyes to enjoy
this moment of pure intimacy between the two of them.
“What do we
do now?” she asked, whispering against his lips.
the hell we want” he replies just before capturing her lips with his.
immediately by throwing her arms around his neck and putting closer to her. His
hands find her waist and they smile too much to kiss properly.
So I’m also doing some stuff with episode 89, and gosh, I am just face-meltingly happy that Ashley’s gonna be back on the show for a few months again soon. Everyone just becomes like 30% more marshmallow when Pike’s on the show and I love it so much. “I give him a cotton-candy kiss on the forehead.” Oh gosh. Oh no.
sentence thing: Keith never expected love to be like this.
Keith never expected love to be like this.
It was a quiet affair – much softer than he thought it would be, like falling onto a bed of pillows after a lifetime of being pricked by thorns. It was the way he felt when he fell into Shiro’s arms. After an eternity of searching, nearly losing hope and wondering if he’d ever see him again, Keith looked up into his favorite person’s eyes and smiled.
“It’s good to have you back,” he said, fingers cradling the nape of Shiro’s neck. With a chuckle, the older man pressed his lips to Keith’s forehead.
Really makes me wondering: if you date Cayde-6, how does one smooch him. I understand hugs, snuggles and such but his lips. Dont get me started on his personality, its charming as hell and I can see that he might have a way with words.
“Well that’s depressing ‘cause we can’t ‘smooch’. Technically.” Cayde-6 states bluntly and his optics lower in an expression of disappointment. “But I mean, we can work around it. There’s no real substitute for a kiss, but maybe—” He leans forward, closer to your face and mindful of the protrusion on his forehead.
He hums as he tilts his head this way and tries to figure out what action would best mimic a kiss. In the end, Cayde-6 makes a disgruntled sound and gives up, pressing the flat of his mouth plates to your forehead before gently tapping his forehead where the ‘kiss’ was placed.
“Okay, bad idea. I don’t know where I was going with it—you mentioned cuddling? ‘Cause that I can do. I’m a cuddling machine so to speak—ha ha—that was bad. Sorry.”
“Are you sure it’s safe going out in the wood’s today?” Merlin asked as he trailed closely behind you as you both walked down the corridor from Gauis’s workroom. “Gauis said we’re supposed to get a storm.”
You looked over your shoulder to him and smiled, throwing your cloak over your shoulders and tying the red string.”Merlin, I don’t think a little rain will kill me.”
“Perhaps I could go with you?” He offered, moving sharply to stand in front of you, blocking your pathway.
Your eyes went wide for a second when he suddenly appeared in your sight but you gave him a sideways look. “You’re acting very strange,” You pointed as you took a step towards him, placing the back of your hand on his forehead. “Are you feeling well?”
Merlin’s eyes met yours and his cheeks suddenly heated up, adorning them with a light pink hue. “N-No?” He said with an embarrassed laugh.
“You’re warm, perhaps you should go back to Gaius,” You suggested as you withdrew your hand. “I think you might have a fever.”
For fear of embarrassing himself further, Merlin nodded silently and quickly walked passed you, tripping on his feet as he did so, causing you to send him another worried look.
“…I meant to do that.” He covered quickly, straightening himself up and clearing his throat as he walked away at a fast pace.
Merlin kept his gaze locked on the ground until he was safely out of your eyesight before he crashed into the nearest wall, leaning his head back on th cool stone and placing his hands over his eyes as he sighed.
“Well,” A voice called obnoxiously, causing Merlin’s eyes to shoot open as he saw Prince Arthur standing a few feet away from him with his arms folded and a knowing smirk on his stupid face. “That was pitiful.”
Merlin groaned as he pushed himself from the wall. “How much of that did you hear?”
“All of it,” Arthur said as he gave him a look. “I also thoroughly enjoyed the part where you tripped on your own two feet.”
Merlin adverted his eyes and toyed with his scarf, opting to stay silent instead of making the whole situation worse for him.
Arthur raised an eyebrow at the absence of some clever remark that usually came after his teasing. “Come along, I have a coat that needs to be mended.” He called as he turned around and started walking in the other direction.
Though Merlin was grateful for distraction in repairing the many tears on the seams of Arthur’s hunting coat, he could help but be worried for you. The wind had already started to pick up and howl against the panes of the castle windows.
The clouds were swirling in a more moody shade of grey, and after only a few moments, rain started to fall and leave wispy patterns on the clear glass.
“Then whenever you’re done you can take my sword to the armory and-” Arthur stopped talking whenever he realized Merlin was staring blankly at the window. “I suppose I’m talking to myself then?” He asked as his voice rose.
Merlin’s attention slowly snapped back to the blonde prince and he blinked. “Sorry, we’re you talking to me?”
Arthur looked at him sideways. “No, actually I was referring to the unicorn in the corner of the room.” He said with a sarcastic tone. “Yes, I’m bloody talking to you. You’ve been giving sad eyes to the windows since you stepped foot in this room,” He stood from his chair and walked to the other end of the window. “So, tell me what’s wrong with you.”
Merlin’s eyes shot to his for a moment before they drifted back to the window. “It’s (Y/n), she’s out in the woods collecting some herbs for Gaius, and I can’t help but worry.”
“Because you fancy her?” Arthur asked, although he was well aware of the answer.
Merlin’s nervous laugh escaped his throat as he scratched the dark hair at the back of his neck. “I-I dunno if I’d call it that, but I do worry about her well being.”
Arthur rolled his eyes at the awful attempt of a lie his friend was trying to pull. “I highly doubt a little storm could hold back our (Y/n). You have nothing to worry about.”
Merlin smiled and was about to thank him when a large roll of thunder sounded in their eyes and lighting flashed clashed across the sky.
Now it was Arthur’s turn to laugh nervously. “I’m sure she’s on her way home now, don’t worry.”
Merlin didn’t say much for the next hour, trying his best to quickly get all of his work done so he could go see if you had returned safe and sound. Arthur must have noticed the nervous fidget of Merlin’s movements because it didn’t take long for him to dismiss him and practically push him out of the door of his chambers and telling Merlin to say hello to you on his behalf.
Merlin jogged his down the staircases and corridors until he was finally at the door of his and Guias’s room. He took the opportunity to catch his break and fix his hair, making sure his clothes looked presentable and pulled open the door.
Unfortunately to his dismay, Merlin was greeted with the empty room instead of you sitting by the fire with Gaius as you read another book listening all the medical herbs in the kingdom.
“Gaius?” Merlin called out as he stepped inside, checking for any signs of you being there.
“Here!” Came his voice from the adjoining room. “You’re early.” The older man said as he dropped a pile of books onto the wooden work table.
“Arthur let me out early.” Merlin said as he walked further into the room, trying to hide the fact that his mind was racing and trying to figure out where you could be.
“Before you ask, no she hasn’t returned since I sent her off.” Gaius said as he raised a hand and sat down on his bench.
“But shouldn’t that worry you?” Merlin asked his hands tightly wound together and apart as his mind went.
“She’s a grown woman who is more than capable in handling herself, sit down and wait with me.” Gaius said as he opened one of his books. “Light a few candles for me and try to calm yourself.”
Merlin quickly set about his task, shamelessly using magic when his hands kept fumbling the matches. Thought he eyes darted to the door every time he heard a noise, thinking you would appear.
Gaius continued to assure him of your safety, explaining you often liked to take your time in the forests regardless of the weather, once even telling him how in nature is where you felt the most at peace and calm.
Merlin finally came to rest as he sat down opposite Gaius and rested his head in his folded arms, head facing the door so he could keep watch for you.
Time passed and Merlin felt his eyes growing heavy as the fatigue from the day started to catch up with him. His eyes were closed for a maybe a minute or so when the door finally creaked opened.
Merlin was up in an instant and his heart leaped when he saw the embroidered swirls in the deep crimson of your cloak and the woven basked you always carried brimming with colorful flowers and plants.
You turned around and looked at them. “Sorry, I’m so late,” You said through breathless pauses as you dropped the basket next to Gaius. “But I was able to find everything you needed and then some.”
Gaius let out a delighted chuckle as he searched through the herbs. “I must say, you are the best at what you do.”
You removed the hood of your cloak and Merlin finally realized the state of your appearance.
Your hair was dripping from the rain and strands of it stuck matted to your forehead. Your cheeks were rosy from the cold and he could see the rise and fall of your chest as you caught your breathe.
Though despite that the smile was ever clear on your face and Merlin could see the glimmer to your eyes.
Gaius cleared his throat when he saw how intently Merlin was looking at you. “My dear! We should get you a warm cloak and I’ll have Merlin make you something so you won’t get a cold,” He said, taking your arm and pulling a bench closer to the fire.
Merlin immediately went to the draft cabinet without having to be told and found exactly what would help you before taking Gaius’s place beside you.
“I shall be in the other room if you need me.” Gaius said as he handed Merlin a dry brown cloak to give you as he let yours up to dry.
Merlin turned to you and handed you the medicine. “Did you have any troubles on your adventure?”
He heard a soft laugh leave you as you downed the earthy-tasting liquid. “Not at all, it was nice to clear my head.”
Merlin smiled and moved to stand behind you as he placed the cloak over your shoulders. “Now let’s hope you don’t catch a cold.”
“Would you take care of me if I did?”
“Of course, m'lady.” Merlin mused as he bowed to you. “I live to serve.”
That brought out a proper laugh from your lips and it made it heart jump.
“I rather like your laugh.” He thought aloud and you both shared a tender smile before his eyes caught sight of your hands.
They were a little dirty and you had several cuts on the knuckles of your fingers. “What did you do?” He asked in a concerned tone and he gently sat down again, taking your hands in his.
“Oh just a few small scratches from some thorns, don’t worry too much.” You said before laughing at the expression he gave you.
“I’ll have to patch you up then, won’t I?” He asked before assembling some gauze and few soothing salves before quickly returning to your side and tending your hand.
You watch him carefully wrap up your fingers without trying to hurt you. “You’re good at this, any other hidden talents?”
Merlin laughed and shook his head as he tied the final piece of gauze. “If I ever figure them out you’ll be the first to know.”
He examined his work, and without realizing it he had lifted your hands and kissed the bandages, something his mother often did when he injured himself.
You didn’t mind but the instant Merlin realized what he’d done he apologized profusely before you calmed him down.
“I really didn’t mind.” You said to him with an assuring smile before you turned your attention to the fire.
Merlin’s heart fluttered in his chest and his head felt dizzy. Had he just really kissed you? Sure it was simply on your hands but that still was an act of affection he bestowed upon you.
In his adrenaline rush, Merlin turned to you. “(Y/n)?”
You hummed to let him know you were listening, and it wasn’t till your eyes met
that he asked you something that had been on his mind for some time.
“Would it be alright if I kissed you?”
You were taken by the question at first, never really expecting him to say it you of all people. And before you could even open your mouth, he was stuttering over apologies.
“Wrong moment-I have horrendous timing, I’m really sorry, forget I mentioned it-”
You couldn’t help but smile before you leaned over a placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. “No, I don’t think I’d mind it at all.”
Merlin had the most shocked look you had ever seen on a man and you had to stifle a laugh. “I hope you have a good evening, and tell Gaius I shall return his cloak tomorrow.”
He didn’t say anything but his eyes followed yours as you approached the door.
You turned around and smiled at him. “Goodnight, Merlin.”
Merlin waited until he was absolutely certain you weren’t coming back his hand found the place where your lips made contact on his skin and a smile appeared on his face that was bright even the rain clouds couldn’t dim.
You know how in Harry Potter, unicorns only like girls?
Imagine a trans girl wandering around the Forbidden Forest, exploring. She stops, sits down, upset because of various things.
And then this unicorn comes out of the trees, and comes towards her, curiously.
She knows they don’t like males. She’s worried that it won’t like her. But the unicorn comes over, and rests beside her. It lays its head on her, touching its horn to her forehead in comfort, nuzzling her.
And she starts crying, because the unicorn knows, regardless of the rest of the world.
Imagine a genderfluid student, who on the first lesson with unicorns can approach them fine, but then the next lesson, the unicorns retreat. They can sense that the student’s gender has changed, and they know.
Imagine a trans boy who’s only just realised, having a lesson with Hagrid, the first lesson with unicorns. And Hagrid pushes him forward, expecting a very different reaction. And after explaining about how unicorns don’t like males, Hagrid understands when the unicorn pulls away, and apologises to the boy, who just stares because…he’s accepted as he is, immediately.
Imagine how a unicorn might react to a non-binary student - perhaps they like them best of all, because unicorns, I doubt, fit into our gender binary, even if they have an understanding of gender. But the unicorns treat the non-binary students differently to both male and female students, because they are a different gender, and that is fine.
Just imagine unicorns being accepting of non-cis genders and helping people be accepted as they are.
THE BASICS ––– – NAME: Karlíene Grace McConnell AGE: 20 BIRTHDAY: January 3 RACE: Human - Worgen GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight MARITAL STATUS: Single PHYSICAL APPEARANCE ––– – HAIR: Dark Brown EYES: Cornflower Blue HEIGHT: 5′4″ BUILD: Petite, slight DISTINGUISHING MARKS: A thin scar on her forehead, just below her hairline from her childhood. Faint freckles across her nose and cheeks, as well as the tops of her shoulders. COMMON ACCESSORIES: White gold sapphire ring on her left hand, as well as a locket hanging from her neck with her name inscribed on the back. PERSONAL ––– – PROFESSION: Garden Keeper HOBBIES: Letter writing, poetry, piano, riddles. LANGUAGES: A couple, but she is too shy to use them in conversation apart from common. RESIDENCE: Gunrik Manor, Arathi Highlands BIRTHPLACE: Tempest Reach, Gilneas RELIGION: None PATRON DEITY: None FEARS: large crowds, the center of attention, disappointing her family, losing her brother. RELATIONSHIPS ––– - SPOUSE: None Children: None PARENTS: Conner and Marnie McConnell SIBLINGS: Landon McConnell, Diana McConnell OTHER RELATIVES: The entire Cromwell clan…most well known being Moria Yamina ACQUAINTANCES/FRIENDS: Too few to list yet, open for suggestions & pre-established RPs! PETS: None
“Long day at work?” you asked, dropping down on the couch next to your girlfriend.
Thea nodded, nuzzling her head into your chest. Her fingers wrapped around your hand. “Take a nap with me?” She pressed a kiss against your knuckles.
You smiled lightly, staring down at her. “How could I say no to you?” you said as you brought her into arms, draping a blanket across your laps. You placed a kiss on her forehead and drifted off to sleep, thinking of how madly in love you are with Thea Queen.