but so so so nice arms

halzbarry  asked:

Ooh okay how about Olivarry + #27

27 - “You’re so clingy, i love it.” (thanks for the prompt, mike!)

This is all still new, so Oliver’s still getting used to waking up to a warm body pressed against his back, legs tangled together underneath the sheets and an arm snaked around his waist, holding on tightly.

He’s pretty sure Barry doesn’t do it on purpose. The speedster just tends to seek out heat during the night, and Oliver’s naturally warm-blooded, so he’s the perfect source, really. Not that he minds. It’s nice, actually. Really nice.

And maybe – just maybe – he likes the way that it feels when Barry holds onto him like he means something. Like he’s wanted. He hopes Barry knows that it’s mutual.

He twists, untangling them ever so slightly so that he can face his boyfriend, who lets out a sleepy snuffle and takes the first opportunity to draw himself back in, one leg folded around Oliver’s and his nose buried in his neck.

Oliver lets out a huff of amusement, his thumb skimming over Barry’s cheek. “You’re so clingy.”

“Sorry,” Barry mumbles sleepily in return, not sounding even remotely sorry. There’s a slight quirk to his lips that tells Oliver that the little shit’s more awake than he’s making himself out to be.

He rolls his eyes – but doesn’t really complain. “You’re lucky I love it.”

“Mm, less talk. More sleep.”

It’s funny – Oliver’s never been one for waking up and going back to sleep again. His usual policy is that once he’s up, he’s up. Sleep’s always been a necessity, not a luxury.

But with Barry pressed against him, stroking a line of tingles up and down his spine with his index finger, his breath warm on Oliver’s neck – well, it really doesn’t take much for him to relax his muscles and let the feeling of warmth and fatigue drag him under once more.

anonymous asked:

You guys that kiss at the end. They are truly so proud of each other. They finally have a partner who won't compete for the limelight, but uplift them so they succeed. It must be so nice to have your SO waiting for you with open arms to tell you how great you did. I doubt they had much of that in the past. Blakee is not alone all the time and Gwen has a partner to raise a family with.

So True!

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.